Chapter 450: Ten Thousand People Chorus, No Hesitation
The fence outside Guitar Park was dismantled again and expanded dozens of meters, temporarily occupying half of the street. Around the perimeter, more than ten ambulances were ready at any time.
Before we even got close to Guitar Park, hundreds of security guards were stationed nearby to persuade onlookers who were not members of the group to return.
There are crew members at the street entrance for registration and verification, and only those who are confirmed to be members of the group can enter.
A few hours ago, Dapeng announced that the Sewing Machine Band was recruiting extras. There were many people who signed up online. There were originally 5,000 people, and now there are 5,000 more, making it a full 10,000.
The security is strict for everyone's safety, and stampede accidents are no joke.
The group members entered the Guitar Park one after another, and began to familiarize themselves with their positions according to the arrangements of the drama management. In the front row were students from the Midi School of Acting, each holding a guitar. In front of them were Fang Jing, Huang Guanzhong and others, each occupying a corner.
On the stage, under the guitar sculpture, Dapeng, Nazar, Qiao Shan and others had sweaty palms.
Wiping his palms on his clothes, Qiao Shan smiled and said: "In all these years since I debuted, this is the first time that so many big names have given me a supporting role, I'm so excited."
"Me too." Nazar smiled, "I haven't calmed down since yesterday."
"Brother, you are excited, so act well when you act." Dapeng reminded in a low voice, "Try to do it once, and you must not make any mistakes."
He didn't want to put more pressure on the leading actors, but this scene was too important. Fang Jing and the others only had today's schedule, and tens of thousands of extras weren't available every day.
He bought half of the street outside by going to the neighborhood committee with the fruit in exchange for it.
They allowed him to temporarily occupy it for a few hours, but not for how many days.
Nazha followed Dapeng's gaze and saw that the sky in the distance was covered with dark clouds, the wind was getting stronger, and it was likely that raindrops would fall soon.
"I understand, don't worry, there will definitely be no accidents." Qiao Shan assured, patting his chest.
Ten minutes later, the floor will be announced!
After the venue was cleared, there was no one in the old park square, and there were only a few leading actors on the stage.
Facing an empty performance, the Sewing Machine Band played and sang to itself, and the sound gradually faded. After a few seconds, the park gate opened, and the people of Ji'an holding small flags came in cheering.
One thousand, two thousand, three thousand...it was packed with tens of thousands of people standing there.
In front of the square team, the closest ones were Fang Jing and others. The people on the left and right were holding guitars, totaling 300 guitars. In the middle were seventy or eighty midi students playing drums, and on the outside were group performances.
Hard work will eventually pay off. Seeing such people come to the show, Hu Liang, Ding Jianguo, Xixi, Dynamite and others shed tears of excitement.
"For being able to stand on this stage, I want to thank one person, that is our band's manager Cheng Gong. Brother Gong, I am stupid and I don't care what your ideal is."
"But today, I want you to come up and sing a song."
In the audience, Cheng Gong shed tears and shook his head.
Hu Liang continued, "The people coming to Ji'an are all musicians. Can we accompany him?"
"Okay!" Fang Jing shouted loudly.
Dapeng’s idol is Beyond. There are many tribute scenes in this movie. The last scene was also carefully arranged by him, which is considered as a dream come true.
"No more hesitation!!" Hu Liang shouted!
Hundreds of guitars, seventy or eighty drums were playing at the same time, and more than 400 lamps illuminated the half-dug-out old park.
The sound coming from the set was deafening, making people's blood boil, and could be heard hundreds of meters away.
"Come!" Hu Liang waved and urged Cheng Gong.
Cheng Gong has always had a dream to be a singer. Everyone knows that this is the last chance, and the band leaves him the opportunity to be the lead singer.
There was a long roar, and when the prelude was about to end, Cheng Gong put down all his baggage and rushed to the stage and picked up the microphone.
"Bored and hesitant"
“It’s not easy to achieve your ideal”
"Even with faith"
"Fighting spirit suppressed"
"Who decides whether I go or stay?"
"Fix the universe in my heart"
Two aerial cameras and six cameras shot at 360 degrees without blind spots, and the camera shot across the faces of the actors in the audience one by one.
Cobra, Knight, Tang Dynasty, Baojia Street, beyond... Fang Jing, Xie Tianxiao, Huang Guanzhong, Ye Shirong, Siqinge, Liu Yijun, Gao Hu...
"Oh! I have my inner story"
"Write each paragraph by hand"
"Gain and Loss, Joy and Sorrow and Dreams"
"Oh, don't shy away even if you are hurt."
Everything went as smoothly as planned. Dapeng sang like a singer at this moment.
On the rooftop in the distance, someone was watching, recording with a mobile phone. However, the distance was a bit far, so the recorded picture was not very clear, but the lights were dim, tens of thousands of people were singing together, and there were hundreds of guitarists. The scene was still very shocking.
After a long time, a drop of rain fell on Dapeng's face, extinguishing most of his fiery musical heart.
It's raining!
Dapeng was not the only one who felt the raindrops, everyone on the stage felt it, but the director didn't stop, and everyone didn't stop.
In the audience, Fang Jing's expression remained unchanged and he waved to Dapeng to continue.
It's the raindrops. It's still some time before the real heavy rain. This scene doesn't last long. Now they are competing with God for time.
With the cold wind blowing and raindrops falling on their faces, these group performers still had a great time and were affected by their emotions. No one thought the rain was a big deal, and some didn't even feel the rain.
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A few minutes later, when he saw raindrops falling on the camera lens, the assistant director was sweating anxiously.
"Don't bet big, don't bet big, it's going to be over soon, only a few dozen seconds!" In the director's studio, the assistant director's heart was in his throat.
Once the rain turns into a downpour, the group performers will definitely have to run away. Once they run away, the formation will be messed up, and all the previous efforts will be wasted.
Thirty seconds, twenty seconds, ten seconds... The big raindrops were no longer sparse, they were clearly visible to the naked eye, and some extras looked up.
In front of the square team, Fang Jing and others kept their expressions unchanged and continued to play and sing. The students of Midi School also knew the importance of the situation. He didn't even move in front of him, so how could they move.
"Wow!!"
The night sky could no longer bear it, and the heavy downpour that had accumulated for a long time rushed down.
"Ka!!" the assistant director yelled into the intercom in the director's booth. As the last note fell, they finally caught up.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound in the sky, lightning flashed across, and people were panicked.
"Everyone, don't mess around. People in the front row don't move. Stage management, distribute umbrellas to everyone!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
With a sound, all the fences were removed by the security personnel outside.
The door is so big, how long will it take if tens of thousands of people line up to leave? Once the director calls for a stop, the fence must be pushed down regardless of whether the filming is finished or not. This is what Dapeng has arranged in advance.
There were no fences, and the view was vast. You could go out in any direction. In less than five minutes, tens of thousands of people had left, leaving the crew to clean the place in the heavy rain.
There are so many drum sets, lights, and equipment still there. If we don't collect them, they will be soaked by the heavy rain and will be scrapped.
That night, all the people who came to act as extras received text messages of thanks from the crew. With their ID cards, they could watch the movie for free when it was released. The same treatment was given to the Yanjing Midi students who came to support.