Luo Yongchang is forty-five years old and is not too young. He is a half-way monk in the film and television industry. When he was young, he went to Hong Kong to learn business. He suffered a huge loss and had no money to travel home. He simply worked as a handyman on the set there.
Luo Yong was very happy when he talked about his time in trouble.
This fight lasted for ten years. He worked in the Hong Family Class and the Married Family Class until he returned to the Mainland ten years ago and witnessed the golden age of Hong Kong movies.
After he came back, he was doing well thanks to his experience on the set. The only regret was that no investor asked him to lead a movie or TV show.
"Brother Luo, you'd better save this and go home and watch it slowly." Fang Jing poured cold water on him, "This shooting style is completely different from the previous ones. The audience will be out of tune with it, and the director won't want it."
"Didn't you just protect several of them? Just take one and forget it.
It wasn't that Fang Jing deliberately attacked him. On the contrary, the film Luo Yong advocated was very effective and all aspects were taken into consideration.
But it's just too thoughtful, and it's a little different from before, like a white sheep mixed in with the black sheep.
This drama claims to have an investment of 60 million and a production of 5 million per episode, but the reality is not that exaggerated at all. In Fang Jing’s opinion, the special effects are not good, they only cost two yuan, and there are too many soft advertisements. From time to time, the protagonist has to
Pick up a bottle of drink and read a few sentences, the story structure is weak and the adaptation level is not good.
In the previous life, if it weren't for the support of a few popular niche actors such as Li Yifeng and Tang Yan Yangyang, there would never have been such a high number of views.
Hearing Fang Jing's words, Luo Yongchang felt lonely. Disappointment flashed across his face, and then he smiled and said, "They don't want to lose anything to them. It's not a worthwhile trip for me to be able to guide you myself." "I'm sorry for bothering you tonight. Thank you very much."
! It’s late at night, and I’ll be cutting the film later so I won’t send it to you.”
He took a long time to shoot, and he had to cut some of it out for submission to the director tomorrow. "Yeah! I won't disturb you anymore, please take a rest."
After the makeup artist took off his makeup, Fang Jing changed out of his crew clothes, put on a large cotton-padded jacket and took the car back to the hotel with Zhang Zhiyao.
..."Stuck! Raise your feet a little higher." "Turn around and draw the sword to look cool and show your face!" "Yes! One more backflip." "Okay, pass...!"
On the set, the martial arts instructor was teaching Fang Jing's stand-in how to perform moves. A five-minute fight scene took less than an hour to complete. "Brother, drink some water, thank you for your hard work." Looking at the stand-in who was sweating profusely and panting,
Fang Jing handed out a glass of warm water.
It's not that he doesn't want to go into battle in person, but that he really can't do it. This fight scene is very difficult. In addition to sword fighting and slashing, there are also parkour-like movements. If you are not careful, you will be injured.
He had tried shooting before, but just doing the splits and raising his legs was not enough. Now walking is a bit awkward, and there is a vague pain. "Thank you, Brother Fang Jing!"
Fang Jing couldn't laugh or cry when he heard someone from 267 call him brother. Previously, the crew called him teacher, but he told them not to call him brother. Later, he didn't know who called him brother, and others followed suit. "Lu Xing,
I see you are quite skilled in your movements. How many years have you been practicing martial arts? Is it a boy's skill?"
Since being kicked by him, the young man has almost become his own substitute during this period, and Fang Jing can chat with him quite well.
After thinking for a moment, Lu Xing replied, "I entered the martial arts school at the age of fourteen, and now I am thirteen years old. I should be considered half a boy in martial arts."
Fang Jing burst out laughing, why did he even get half of it out? "What's your phone number? I'll recommend you if I get a job later." "Really? Thank you so much, Teacher Fang." Lu Xing almost jumped with joy, he must have subconsciously done it when he was excited.
Fang Jing called Teacher Cheng.
There is no way, except for the 300,000 extras in Hengdian, everyone else is a teacher, so it’s become a habit.
Dreams are cruel and beautiful at the same time. This place is full of human society. It is impossible to get up without someone to protect you. Three hundred thousand people are floating around, and millions of helpers. There is only one Wang Baoqiang, and he relies on the support of noble people." You're welcome, I'm watching it too.
You have good skills, it would be a pity to waste them like this."
Lu Xing's kung fu is indeed good. In his own words, he is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and can pick up seven or eight martial arts at will.
Fang Jing will definitely make his own film and television series in the future, so it’s always a good idea to find a martial artist in advance.
On the way to finish work in the afternoon, Lu Xing returned to the rental house with an injury. On the way, he met other colleagues who also smiled and said hello. They were sincere and smiled from the bottom of their hearts.
Fang Jing left my phone number, my labor and wages will be paid! The peak of life is not far away!
"Hahaha, Lao Lu, why are you covering your waist and hurt?"
"Small injury, nothing to worry about!"
"Boss Lu, how much money did you make today?"
"Not much, just a few hundred yuan."
"Brother Lu has been open for a long time, but his spirit is different! Do you want to stand on the street and wash your hair?"
"I quit, I quit, I sent all the money back home to my parents to build a house, and now I can't even afford lithium."
Among this group of fallen people in Tianya, Lu Xing didn't say a word of truth.
I am not afraid that you will live well, I am afraid that you will live better than me.
When we are in trouble, everyone can take care of each other and understand each other. It is also delicious to have a barbecue and beer for brothers and sisters in distress.
But if one of them becomes angry one day, the others will inevitably feel unbalanced. Once unbalanced, something will easily happen.
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"Fang Jing, why do you take so many photos of me?" Tang Yan looked slightly red in the nanny's car and stared at Fang Jing strangely.
Now she holds more than a hundred photos in her hand, all of which Fang Jing downloaded and printed online. Several of them still make people blush, saying they are looking for her autograph.
"Ahem! Misunderstanding." Fang Jing took a few bikini photos and put them in his pocket. Fang Jing was so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into the ground.
"Some of my female fans like you very much and asked me to ask you for an autographed photo. The photo was printed by my assistant."
As if to express his ignorance, Fang Jing continued to add, "I told my assistant about the beautiful photos, but I didn't expect her to give me this."
"Yeah?"
He was half-believing and dubious, so he picked up the marker pen, and with a few strokes of his hands, Tang Yan signed one, and it was all done in a short while.
In order to deal with signatures, most celebrities have specially practiced, and some even find people to design signatures, which is simple and fast, and can be completed in one stroke.
"I helped you. Remember to treat me to dinner later. Also, I have a drama to be broadcast. Please forward it to me for a small sum."
"I understand, Sister Tang, I'll take care of it. It's a small problem." Fang Jing's chest thumped loudly, "What's your name? I'll tell you right away."
Sex brings fragrance, and in the second half of the year, I will be a carat lover."
"You don't have to worry about the next two parts. Just promote He Shengxiaomo for the time being." "Hiss!"
Fang Jing's hand shook and he almost lost his grip on the phone. These dramas are all hits. Even if he didn't like urban romance dramas in his previous life, he had heard about them and many of his friends around him discussed them.
It seems that Tang Yan even won a lot of awards for this, but he forgot what it was called specifically.
More than twenty years have passed, and if he hadn't mentioned it today, he would hardly have remembered it.
"Sister Tang, you have to protect me in the company from now on."
"Cover me! You're good at covering me." Tang Yan rolled his eyes, "Sister, I'm almost dying. If I can't turn over this year, I really have no choice but to play the role of an old woman."
Most of the roles given to her by the company were middle-aged women, but she didn't take them. She carefully selected these dramas this year.
For this reason, I haven't been very active in the audience's attention for more than a year last year. I finally lost my popularity from Fairy Sword III and Xuanyuan Sword, and fell directly from the first line to the second line.