Yan Ding first raised his hand to hold his glasses frame and stared at the screen carefully for a while.
"Oh, this part of the scene is the hardest to solve,"
After saying that, he frowned and thought for a while, then looked at Wang Xiang: "Old Wang, why don't you find all the scenes we shot before and let the comrades in the film studio pick them out."
"Okay," Wang Xiang nodded and turned to prepare other recording clips.
Soon, the monitor came back on.
Groups of more than ten seconds of clips are constantly switching on the screen.
Without exception, they are all scenes depicting explosions.
There was a puff of smoke rising up, there was also a thick smoke spreading out, and there were some that only saw little bits of light...
Near the end, there are two short scenes of animation-like special effects clips.
Jiang Shan knew at a glance that the last two paragraphs must have been painted directly on film by professional technicians from the American Film Studio.
Compared with the explosion scene played on the monitor for the first time, these are undoubtedly more difficult to handle.
"No," a comrade from the film studio couldn't help but said after watching it, "None of it is realistic."
Another comrade also shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Our factory has thought of many ways to deal with this plot, but we haven't come up with any good solutions."
"You're absolutely right," Wang Xiang realized deeply: "It's not easy."
Yan Dingxian said: "I think it is impossible to capture the effect of a nuclear explosion."
"If that doesn't work," Wang Chang said what he had always wanted to say: "Why don't you just use real nuclear explosion footage instead?"
After hearing this, Jiang Shan and Yan Ding looked at each other first, and both thought this was a good solution.
There is no picture more realistic than the real thing.
Back then, when filming the movie "Southern Conquest and Northern War", the director inserted some real scenes on the battlefield.
Not only that, in order to create a vast and magnificent atmosphere of war.
The crew, personally participated by Mr. Chen, not only blew up the Mihe Dam ruthlessly, but also used the enemy's tanks in the movie, as well as our army's light and heavy firepower... all of them were real ones.
So much so that during the filming, the chief director was shot twice in the calf.
"Real nuclear explosion footage?" The comrades in the film studio smiled bitterly: "We have proposed your idea before."
"The factory leader didn't agree?"
"The conclusion they gave was that not only domestic images were not allowed, but even nuclear explosion scenes from the United States and the Soviet Union were not considered."
You can understand it if you think about it carefully. After all, they are all familiar scenes.
When it comes to new movies, it's hard to think of a scene.
"Then there's no way.""
"Hey, what should I do?"
""Death Light on Coral Island" is the film that our studio has put the most effort into this year. It has not been easy along the way."
"No, I didn't expect to get stuck in the last set of shots."
After sighing for a while, the atmosphere in the studio was not good for a while.
"Don't be too anxious yet,"
After producing art films for many years, Yan Dingxian encountered no less difficulties than those in film studios.
Every time at this time, he would smile and ask everyone to sit down and take a rest: "With the strength of our people, we will always come up with a solution."
"Does Director Yan know how much weight we lost to film this movie?"
"It's all the same, it's all the same."
"Death Light on Coral Island" is the first science fiction film produced by Pujiang Film Studio.
In terms of handling the sci-fi plot, the inexperienced crew can be said to have done their best.
"However, it's interesting to think about it now. We made all the laser guns, video calls, palm print recognition, robots, and airships that can be used by sea and road in the script in a decent way."
"I wonder how the author of this book came up with so many high-tech gadgets?"
In fact, most wonderful novels are derived from real life.
The author of "Love in Lushan" was able to describe the Lushan Mountain that everyone yearned for in that era because he was a native of Lushan.
The espionage story in "The Gunshots of the Secret Bureau" is so touching because of the original author's personal experience as an underground party worker.
The same is true for Tong Enzheng, the author of "The Death Light of Coral Island".
The prototype of the protagonist described in the novel is his uncle Ouyang Zao.
This gentleman’s experience is remarkable. He graduated from Jinling University during the Republic of China.
Because of his outstanding performance, he was sent to the United States by the Kuomintang government in 1945 to study radar technology.
Later, he was elected as the president of the American branch of the National Society of Engineers, and also established the "Ouyang Zao Scholarship" at what is now Nanjing University.
It was precisely because of his uncle's scientific research experience that the author was able to add crystal physics, high-efficiency atomic batteries, laser weapons, holographic televisions... these high-tech terms that exist like dreams in this world in his novels.
However, these terms are very enjoyable to read, but it is another matter to put them on the big screen.
"If you ask me, this author's idea is too whimsical."
At this moment in the studio, everyone looked distressed, and they didn't know whether they were praising or blaming the original author.
Wang Chang looked at Jiang Shan: "Xiao Jiang, you are the editor of the newspaper. Do you have any ideas about these science fiction novels?"
"Ideas..." Of course Jiang Shan had an idea: "I always wonder if these things will really be available in the future world."
"Hahaha, I dare not say anything else. Video calls are impossible anyway."
"That's right," Jiang Shan said with a smile: "Don't talk about video calls. Now that I can install an ordinary phone at home, I'm satisfied."
"you do not say!"
It was just as Director Yan thought. After two or three sentences, the atmosphere in the studio became much more relaxed.
However, after a while, the topic changed again.
"Oh, I don't know what to do with this nuclear explosion footage. What else can be burned?"
Everyone's eyes wandered back and forth in the studio, wondering what else could be burned.
Seeing this made Jiangshan's heart start to tremble.
Wang Xiang expressed regretfully: "Anyway, we have thought of everything we could think of. We took pictures of everything that explodes and burns, including chemical reagents, and everything that can burn."
After a moment of silence.
"Actually," Jiang Shan said slowly, facing the freeze-frame image on the monitor that he could see through at a glance:
"This kind of nuclear explosion picture doesn't necessarily have to explode something?"
"It won't explode?" The comrade opposite shook his head and laughed: "If it doesn't explode, how can we still call it a nuclear explosion?"
Most of the time, film studio professionals are reluctant to discuss technical topics with outsiders.
After all, there is a big difference between insiders and outsiders.
But the words of the young comrade in front of me were too...even the most basic common sense could not be discussed.
"Explosion, explosion," Yan Ding patted Jiang Shan's shoulder first: "It must explode to achieve the effect."
"Look," Jiang Shan pointed at the monitor and said with a smile, "Why can't so many explosion scenes meet the needs of the film?"
The comrades in the film studio all chatted lazily, although they did not agree with what this young comrade said.
But because they have to take into account the relationship with the American Film Studio, they can't say too much criticism.
"Xiao Jiang," Yan Dingxian explained with a smile: "What the film needs is not an ordinary explosion plot, but a nuclear explosion. Do you know the characteristics of a nuclear explosion, right?"
Jiang Shan nodded: "Mushroom cloud."
"That's right, our set of shots must be of mushroom clouds on the sea."
Jiang Shan: "The reason why these clips do not meet the standards is that they did not explode into mushroom clouds!"
"That's indeed the reason."
Jiang Shan smiled and said: "How do you think you can blow up a mushroom cloud?"
"this……"
"...? If we knew, we wouldn't have filmed it sooner."
"Even if you knew it, you wouldn't dare to blow it up," Yan Dingxian said jokingly.
The next second, Jiang Shan was speechless.
He walked over and picked up a tube of khaki paint from the table next door, and squeezed some into the water glass in his hand.
After stirring evenly, he walked towards a glass fish tank in the room.
"What do you want to do?" Wang Xiang asked nervously. This was the treasure he kept in his workshop.
Usually when you are tired or sleepy, you go over and have a laugh.
You will feel better immediately.
"I'll give them a hard time," Jiang Shan said, then used a net to pick up two small goldfish and put them into a glass of water on the side.
"Everyone, take a look,"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Shan poured all the paint water in his hand into the glass fish tank.
There was a loud bang.
A bunch of khaki water was thrown into the transparent water tank.
The thick and gradually dispersing liquid blooms like a cloud of smoke in the clear water.
The khaki liquid slowly bloomed, really like an inverted mushroom cloud.
"If you look at this picture upside down," Jiang Shan pointed at the paint water that had not completely dispersed and asked, "What does it look like?"
Everyone present had their eyes widened.
"This...? Isn't this just a mushroom cloud!" The comrade in the film studio almost put his eyes on the glass jar.
"It's really a mushroom cloud."
“It really doesn’t need to be blown up.”
"It's much more similar than ours."
"This is so good. It's so easy and clean." Thinking of all the effort that was put into it, the comrades in the film studio couldn't help but say:
"I didn't see it. Your little comrade's method really works."
"Haha," Yan Ding looked at the fish tank and said happily: "Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang, luckily you came here today."
"Actually, this is nothing," Jiang Shan smiled.
Compared with the brilliant food commercials he shot in his previous life, the mushroom cloud in front of him really wasn't much of a problem:
"You also know that I usually like to paint, and I am very familiar with the wonderful pictures after the paint is smudged."
"Hey," the more humble Jiang Shan is, the more Yan Dingxian likes it: "Smart is smart. Lao Wang and I don't paint on weekdays, so we never thought of this."
"That's right," Wang Chang, who was holding a glass of water, felt more and more like, "Why don't we take a photo and see the effect."
"Yeah, let's try it once."
The comrades in the film studio all smiled at Jiang Shan: "Young man, if you can succeed, you will have done our crew a big favor."
After several efforts of all staff.
In the end, they not only successfully mixed the most similar pigments, but also added some fine soil to the water in order to achieve a stronger sense of thickness.
When the thick pigment slowly blooms and sinks in the water.
Finally, a mushroom cloud slowly rising and rolling appeared on the monitor in the studio.
"pretty."
"So beautiful."
"This is the most beautiful mushroom I have ever seen."
Looking at the successfully recorded scene on the monitor, Jiang Shan couldn't help but smile with a row of white teeth.
How wonderful, I never thought that I would be able to leave an image of my participation in the movie of this life.
The bookstore customer cameo in "Look at This Family" and the mushroom cloud in "Death Light on the Coral Island".
Looking at the three comrades in the film studio, they were obviously much more excited than him. They came over to shake hands with Jiang Shan one by one to express their gratitude.
"Comrade Xiao Jiang, you don't know that every science fiction scene in this movie costs more than the last one."
"Each one is more difficult than the last one."
"I didn't expect that the most difficult set of shots could be solved so easily by you."
"Do you know what this is called?" After listening to the comrades in the film studio praising Jiangshan, Director Wang, who was teasing the little goldfish on the side, concluded:
“One liang saves a thousand pounds, and saves money to do big things.”
Oops, Jiang Shan was embarrassed to praise him: "Director Wang, is your fish okay?"
"Fortunately, it's okay," Director Wang Ke has been thinking about it: "Look, how good it is at swimming. Lao Yan didn't raise it for me before, so now he has made a contribution."
"If you don't mention meritorious service, I will forget about the real thing."
It wasn't until this moment that Yan Dingxian remembered the reason for calling Jiang Shan.
In the conference room of Meiying Studio.
When Jiang Shan, with a smile on his face, raised his certificate of award in front of the factory leaders, he did not forget to stand at attention and turn back and forth to show his glory amidst the applause of the crowd.
"Comrade Xiao Jiang, thank you for the advice you gave our factory,"
When sending Jiang Shan out of the factory, Yan Ding first handed a stack of books tied with thick red tape into his hands: "Now, these books in your hand have been reprinted three times."
"You and the publisher are talking about royalty sharing, right?"
"Of course, I can still forget what you reminded me again and again."
"That's good. The royalties are much better than the publisher's printing fees."
"That's absolutely correct." Yan Dingxian nodded heavily and said, "To thank you for your suggestions, the factory has made a decision to issue an award certificate to you."
"Haha," Jiang Shan shook the certificate in his hand: "Thank you, Director Yan."
"Don't underestimate this certificate," Yan Dingxian reminded in particular: "In the future, with this certificate, you can get an official position in our factory at any time."
"Really or not," Jiang Shan paused in his steps and quickly looked down at the certificate in his hand.
"What I say will definitely count."
Director Yan is now the deputy director of Meiying Studio: "Didn't you see what is written on it? Special Contribution Award!"
"I saw it, but..." Jiang Shan finally figured it out at this time: "Does this special contribution award represent the establishment of Meiying Studio?"
"Yes," Yan Ding nodded first: "As long as you want, you can come to work in the factory tomorrow."
"Then... what if it's the person I recommend?"
"In that case," Yan Ding thought for a while and said, "I think there must be something special about being recommended by you!"
