"We are all free, what are we watching? Everyone is doing their own thing." The extras and crew members around were yelled at by the director, and they all lowered their heads and walked away in a muffled voice. They were obviously angry. It is better not to get in trouble at this time."
What's going on?" Seeing Luo Yongchang staring at the camera dejectedly, Fang Jing walked over and asked. "Oh!" Luo Yongchang sighed, "It was careless. The last ten minutes of the scene last night were gone. It's our fault for handing over this morning.
I didn’t check it properly at the time.”
The crew usually shoots in two shifts. Last night, another assistant director was in charge, and they also used the machinery and equipment. In the morning, the camera crew took over without checking, so they picked it up and started filming.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong now. A scene disappeared for no reason. It took several hours. I have to bear the blame.
"Brother Luo, it's my fault. If I had been more careful, this wouldn't have happened." The cameraman looked annoyed.
"Don't say it, it's just bad luck. You can help me watch the scene later, and I'll go find a computer expert to see if I can get it back."
Fang Ding nodded and said nothing. Even the director scolded them for this. How much does a scene cost? It costs tens of thousands to set up a tent, rent a venue, lighting, camera, actors, and extras.
Now if I say no, I won’t. If I don’t look for you, who will I look for?
Seeing Luo Yongchang's misfortune, some were gloating about his misfortune, while others felt aggrieved for him.
However, most people have the mentality of cleaning up the snow at their own door.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Yongchang returned to the hotel with a solemn expression. Fang Jing went out for a late-night snack, and the two happened to meet each other.
"Not done yet?"
"The person who repaired the equipment said that it was deleted manually and cannot be retrieved."
Luo Yongchang was disheartened and was ready to pack up and leave tomorrow.
It was obvious that someone on the crew wanted to punish him and didn't want him to stay.
There is no master here, but there is a place for masters. He has skills, but there is still a shortage of food wherever he goes. Hengdian lacks filming, and the worst he can do is work as an extra.
With his connections and acting skills over the years, it's no problem to be a special guest.
Fang Jing asked, "How many people in your group listen to you? Is that okay?"
Although he didn't know the use of asking these questions at this time, Luo Yongchang still answered seriously, "Others don't know. The two cameramen and lighting artists have been with me for five or six years, so my words are still of some use."
"That's it!" Fang nodded, "Call your people and bring the equipment tonight. I'll ask Teacher Zhang Zhiyao to take the photo again."
Yesterday's scene hasn't been broken down yet, so I worked overtime for several hours to shoot a scene of more than ten minutes, but it was no problem. Except for a few martial arts moves, it was basically a literary drama, so it wasn't too difficult.
Luo Yongchang was overjoyed. If a scene was lost, it would have to be retaken. It was not that he had never thought about it, but he just thought about it.
Fang Jing and Zhang Zhiyao are both big names. Unless the director speaks out, how can they be given the honor of being an assistant director?
"Thank you so much. You just saved my life. Don't say anything. If you need anything in the future, just ask. If I shirk even a single word, I won't be a human being."
"Brother Luo is serious. It's just a matter of effort. It only takes a few rounds of games. You first go to the venue and ask when it can be used. I'll discuss it with Teacher Zhang Zhiyao."
Ten minutes later, Fang Jing knocked on the door of Zhang Zhiyao's room with the barbecue he bought.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Zhiyao, wearing slippers and short sleeves, was confused when he opened the door.
"You haven't eaten yet? I'll treat you to a barbecue."
"Put the things down and people can leave." Zhang Zhiyao pointed to the surveillance camera in the corridor and said, "Otherwise, I can't tell you how to build a barbecue door later."
Fang Jing couldn't laugh or cry, "It's not that serious. Aren't you already married?"
"It's just because you get married that you have to be self-disciplined. It's always good to be careful when people are wandering around the world. I saw too many car rollovers in the middle of the night when I was wandering around Hong Kong."
"Yes! If you don't go in, you won't go in." Fang Jing said with a playful smile, "The last scene last night was canceled. I promised to help Brother Luo reshoot, and I came here to ask for your help."
"It's a small matter. Please inform me half an hour in advance when the shooting will take place."
"Bang!"
Fang Jing wanted to say something else, but the door was already closed.
…
At twelve o'clock in the evening, the wide streets were deserted, a few small shops had their lights on, and there were only a few passers-by.
Fang Jing and Zhang Zhiyao were walking on the road, talking while walking.
Not far away, Luo Yongchang looked at the picture on the monitor with great emotion.
He paid for this scene himself, renting the venue for two hours cost 3,000, and the more than 40 extras cost 5,500. He also rented the cars parked on the roadside, 300 each and 14 cars.
Fortunately, I did all the lighting and camera work, and the costume and props team didn't spend any money.
"The light should be brighter, and there should be a sense of hierarchy from dark to light." "Xiaoyong walked to the left, and took a seven-point shot of the profile."
"When doing special effects, pay attention to Teacher Zhang's eyes!"
"The extras couple appears!"
Luo Yongchang's methodical voice came from the intercom, and seven or eight staff members moved quickly.
Now that all the money has been paid, if you want to shoot, shoot it well and make it enjoyable. Usually the director is always pressing, so he doesn't even get a chance to show off.
It's rare for two big names to cooperate, and there aren't many opportunities like this.
Adhering to the principle of shameful waste, the venue was rented for two hours. Luo Yongchang insisted on shooting for two hours, one after another, without wasting anything.
After the shooting, Jing Jing and Zhang Zhiyao squatted in front of the machine to watch the playback. They found that this guy's shooting was even better than that of yesterday's group.
The scene, which lasted for more than ten minutes, had the feel of a movie. There was a scene where the face moved slightly but was not included.
The movie is on a big screen, and when it is played, the audience can clearly see the actors' faces and body parts, and even a slight mistake will not make a difference.
The TV screen is small, and except for the close-up, which requires exquisite detail, the other parts have little impact.
"That's okay, Brother Luo, did you graduate from film school?" Fang Jing exclaimed.
In previous shootings, the director made the decision and the assistant director assisted. This was the first time Fang Jing saw Luo Yong advocate acting skills.
Both the lens changes and the lighting are impeccable. Perhaps due to the rise of filming, at one point this guy also used the silhouette technique in the movie, making the backs of him and Zhang Zhiyao slightly dark and a bit more mysterious.
Scratching his head, Luo Yongchang grinned and said, "I have never been to any film school. I learned it through experience by watching movies."
Touching his chin, Zhang Zhiyao said in a deep voice, "Your style is a bit like Xiangjiang."
On both sides of the Taiwan Strait and the three places, the style of the films in each place is very obvious, and anyone with a little professional knowledge can see it at a glance.
The strongest among them is Xiangjiang, which has a long film history and a mature production team. The famous directors have been working on the set for decades and are experienced.
During the glory days of the 1990s, many mainland directors couldn't produce certain effects. They wanted to learn other people's shooting techniques and went all the way to communicate with them, but they didn't teach them, they just hid them.
It's a pity that there is no support there now. Except for a few old guys who are supporting it, not many of the younger generation can take action.
"Hehe! I used to work as a housekeeper in Xiangjiang. I just looked and asked questions when I had nothing to do. I learned all the skills I have now at that time."