"I'd better forget about Director Zheng's crew. Their style is different." Lin Juan declined with a smile.
Zheng Huatao is good at making romantic movies. He has only started to try blockbusters in recent years. However, his many years of shooting experience have formed a habit and he likes to explore the relationship. This is the conclusion Lin Juan came to after watching several of his movies.
And what about Lin Juan’s style?
He has always been known for his sharp rhythm. If his lines can be solved in one sentence, he will never say a second sentence. Many details are left to the audience to reflect on themselves. The styles of these two people are completely opposite. Lin Juan refused because this kind of behavior is not acceptable. That’s right, secondly, it’s also for the good of the movie.
But Zheng Huatao seemed to be determined, and persuaded again: "Film and television require diversity. Director Lin, it is rare for you to come here, let's communicate."
Lin Juan raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Huatao. He was a little fat and looked at him with a smile on his potato-like face.
Lin Juan was actually speechless at this moment. I am doing this for your own good, brother...
Forget it, since you are determined to communicate...
Then communicate.
Looking at each other for two seconds, Lin Juan smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Okay."
After speaking, he turned to Li Qingyu and said: "Qingyu, show me the script of this scene."
Li Qingyu had a thorough understanding of the scene in front of her. Without saying anything, she handed the script to Lin Juan, leaned over and pulled up her hair before carefully pointing out the passages in the script, and said: "This is the scene, fifty-two field."
"Okay." Lin Juan nodded and then read the script carefully. Wu Jing had been working on scripts for so many years and had never experienced any scenes. He could tell at a glance that this was a competition between directors. He smiled and said: "I'm going out. Have a cigarette."
Not involved.
The two young actors were also thoughtful, looked at each other, and stood silently without speaking.
Who among the two bosses can they offend?
Here, Lin Juan glanced at the script and closed his eyes, quickly simulating the plot in his mind.
In such a small scene, he doesn't need to use the system...
Yes, he still has a system...
…
【Chiyanxing Grand Canyon Sunset】
[Encountered an attack by the Red Flame Army]
【Wang Ye: Lie down!!】
[The four of them found a bunker and lay down.]
[Zhou Peng: Captain, there is an ambush among us! There are many people! 】
[Wang Ye: I know it without you telling me! Prepare to break out! 】
[Jiang Lian: What should we do? We can’t go back.]
[Li Xingyue: Toward the southeast, I see the weakest encirclement there. 】
[Jiang Lian: I can’t, I don’t dare.]
[Zhou Peng: I haven’t thought about it, I believe you can do it. 】
[Li Xingyue: Yes, Xiaolian, have the courage. 】
【……】
"Okay, let's go." Lin Juan stood up, turned to Li Qingyu and said with a smile.
As he stood up, his whole aura became different. If his brilliance was restrained before, like a piece of warm jade, now his aura is fully open, transforming into the super director with a box office of tens of billions.
Originally, I talked about keeping a low profile when it comes to other people's territory, out of respect for my seniors, but now...
It was you who forced me to dominate your crew... They all saw it...
I went through all the plots, scenes, and shots in my mind, so I was confident.
He smiled at Zheng Huatao, turned around, lifted the curtain and walked out, followed by actors.
…
"It's really Director Lin!!"
"Lin Juan is Li Qingyu's boyfriend. What's wrong with coming to visit the class?"
"I want to go introduce myself to him."
"He's coming!!"
Seeing Lin Juan, the extras were a little excited. This was Lin Juan, the top-grossing Chinese director. Standing next to him was the former top-grossing Chinese actor, who was later cast in Lin Juan's film "The Alliance"
Killed...
"What is Director Lin doing?" someone asked in confusion.
After Lin Juan arrived at the set, he went straight to the on-site director. The on-site director was easy to identify. He had a pocket bag tied around his waist and was holding a script and a trumpet in his hand. It meant that the on-site director had not left.
The actors also gathered around him, listening to what he was saying, writing down a line with a pen from time to time, and communicating seriously.
"No, why did Director Lin come to direct the show? Where is Director Zheng? Isn't he lazy?"
"Let Lin Juan direct this scene? Oh my god, will I be able to say that I have acted on Lin Juan's crew in the future?"
"Let's see if Director Lin will come to arrange things for us later."
"..."
"So these lines are no longer needed. Let's express these lines with expressions. There is no time ink on the battlefield." Lin Juan gave the instructions seriously. Everyone nodded. Wu Jing slapped his thigh: "That's right."
When I often watch movies, the protagonist is on the battlefield, with artillery fire and smoke everywhere, and then the protagonist stands there and talks about love for a minute...
Shit.
If you dare to stand still for three seconds, I'll shoot you in the head.
"You guys need to get used to the new script first, and I'll arrange it."
After giving instructions to the actors, Lin Juan went to the pit where the extras were and looked at it carefully.
The extras who were in contact with his eyes felt that they had never been so nervous in their lives.
"Pyrotechnics master, plant explosive sites at these locations."
"..."
"For photography, bring me a machine here with a small crane."
"You will give a half-view later, and while Wang Ye is counting down, slowly pan over and give a close-up..."
"B machine..."
Lin Juan was completely busy. In fact, this scene was not difficult at all. How to capture the excitement and excitement while capturing the characteristics and emotions of the leading actors.
For Lin Juan, it was a trivial matter.
For about twenty minutes, Lin Juan took stock of the entire audience. After these twenty minutes, he had even arranged the positions of the extras and the subsequent reactions, doing things in an orderly and careful manner.
After confirming that there was no problem, he smiled and said to the on-site director: "We can start."
The on-site director looked in the direction of the air-conditioned shed, but there was still no response, so he took a small speaker and shouted: "Everyone is ready, 3, 2, 1, start!"
"boom!"
A group of hot fireworks kicked off the show.
Everyone was already hiding at the location designated by Lin Juan before the camera started. Wu Jing looked serious and slightly tilted his head to check, Cheng Yao started to look frightened, and the other two people were already fighting with guns in their hands.
"What should we do? We can't go back."
The first line is Cheng Yao's cry. Zheng Huatao, who is sitting in front of the monitor, looks serious. Is the pace so fast? The process of ambush is omitted and it is directly about fighting. The first line is to disturb the morale of the army and aggravate the atmosphere of disadvantage.
"Captain." Huang Jing looked at Wu Jing with an anxious expression. Wu Jing ignored him and was still looking for something, while Li Qingyuhui, who had a ponytail and a serious face, reported: "Captain, the enemy's firepower in the southeast is relatively weak, you can try to break out.
"
"That's a trap." Wu Jing said in a deep voice,
"Then what should we do now?" Huang Jing asked anxiously.
"What should we do? Destroy them, Zhou Peng. You can take a detour to the left and go to the hillside to find a favorable shooting position and wait for my news. Xingyue, take cover."
"No, let's go, it's impossible." Cheng Yao's face was full of tears and she looked at them with a horrified expression. Zhou Peng seemed to want to speak to comfort, but Wu Jing slapped Cheng Yao to the ground with a backhand, and there was a hint of distress in his eyes.
He was annoyed, and then roared: "Where do you think this is? I tell you, this is a battlefield! You are carrying the national flag of China! You are shaking the morale of the army now! Do you want us to be deserters?"
"No...it's not." Cheng Yao covered her face and looked collapsed. Without saying a word, Wu Jing pulled out a pistol from the holster on the thigh of his pants, opened the safety with his thumb, raised the muzzle of the pistol and pointed it at Cheng Yao: "Here it is for you now.
Two choices, either you start killing enemies, or I shoot you."
"No!" Huang Jing was anxious and wanted to rush over to stop him. Li Qingyu raised his gun and pointed it at his forehead, with a serious look on his face, without any hint of joking.
Wu Jing didn't even raise his eyelids and started counting down: "5."
"4."
"3."
As he counted down, everyone at the scene could feel a depressing atmosphere. Zheng Huatao, who was sitting in the air-conditioned shed, was heartbroken and stared at the monitor.
I can't help but recall the lines from the previous script in my mind.
【You can definitely do it.】
[As the captain, I will bring you home safely, trust me.]
【……】
He was suddenly startled.
Is this the difference between them?
Zheng Huatao was a little confused for a moment.
"1."
"Ah!!!!" Cheng Yao suddenly let out a scream of collapse, picked up the gun, and kept shooting at the expected enemy position in front of him, with blue fire coming out of the muzzle.
Wu Jing suddenly turned around and roared: "Press up! Don't take a step back!!!"
…
"Sister, are you okay?"
As soon as the play ended, Wu Jing hurriedly leaned over to help Cheng Yao, and the slap he just gave made a crisp sound.
"It's okay." Cheng Yao shook her head and said, there were still tears in her eyes, she was completely beaten. Li Qingyu said funnyly: "I want you to show off your strength and ask Brother Jing to beat me. Xiao Zi, hurry up and buy a bottle of ice water and come back. The more you
The ice is better.”
"I couldn't control myself right now. I'm really sorry. Otherwise, your brother Wu Jing would have invited you to dinner today, and you would have left me to eat, or you might have slapped me too." Wu Jing seemed to feel really guilty, and kept saying.
Sorry, he is a man who has been practicing martial arts for decades, and his hands are neither light nor heavy. If he slaps a delicate little girl on the face, who can bear it?
"It's okay, Brother Jing, I asked you to hit me, and I believe you didn't mean it." Cheng Yao said with a smile, wiping her tears as she spoke.
"Ouch, my face is turning blue. I'm really sorry. I was so excited during the performance that I couldn't control myself." Wu Jing looked annoyed and looked at Cheng Yao with some distress. At this age, he still has a family.
, who would have thought that one day he would be sorry for a little girl...
"Come and see the effect." Lin Juan's voice came from not far away. He stood next to camera A, turned to Cheng Yao with a smile on his face and said, "The slap you received was not in vain."
After hearing this, everyone walked towards him. After a while, there were exclamations of surprise.
"Wow, Brother Jing, Yaoyao, you guys did a great job in this scene."
"The slap you received was really not in vain."
"Brother Jing, this scene is definitely a movie-level performance."
"I was really distressed. I felt something was wrong when I started pumping, and I didn't dare to stop."
While chatting, Huang Jing suddenly said in confusion: "Eh? Why hasn't Director Zheng made any move?"