Although Hengdian is listed as a small town in the administrative planning as one of the first batch of investment film and television shooting bases, after more than ten years of development, its scale has become larger and larger.
Most of the people coming and going here are wealthy businessmen, as well as colorful young people, who are looking for opportunities and the sky of their own.
At this time, the little golden cup finally arrived at the film and television shooting location after more than 20 minutes of swaying.
At about 6:30, the crew started to prepare for work. Amidst the busy crowd, Bald Head unloaded a car full of extras.
He pointed angrily at the open space next to the props and asked them to wait there.
He himself walked up to a director with a blank sheet of paper.
This is the assistant director of the crew. His name is Ding Jun. As his name suggests, he is quite handsome, medium height, thin build, and looks like he is in his early thirties. He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses and looks elegant and elegant.
A literate person.
Seeing the bald man walking towards Ding Jun with a cigarette in his mouth and a serious face all the time, Ding Jun asked: "My face has turned into a donkey's face, and my head is drooped, without any energy. It can't be the case."
Is there something wrong with the group performance? Anyway, there is no big show today, and the director is not here. If you get lost in the middle of the show, you'd better get out of here right now."
This bald man is a local snake here, and he relies on the crew for his meals. If he is sent away, where will he get food?
Here, the director has the final say. Which group leader chooses to perform well will be popular. This is the rule of the industry.
But you are a local snake, and you can't afford to offend this great director. They are directly in charge of your food rations!
He took out a box of Zhonghua from his pocket. This was specially made to honor such big shots. It was ordinary grass cigarettes. They only smoked the same grade of cigarettes as the extras.
"Director, I've done it for you without a wink all night. All of it is in place, just waiting for your words. How can I dare to offend you?" said the bald head fawningly.
"Then why are you crying so hard that your father is dead?" Ding Jun cursed and took the offered cigarette and lit it.
"Hi!" The bald man waved his hand and said loudly: "I met a weirdo in the alley this morning. Damn it, I've seen a lot of porcelain on the street, but this is the first time that porcelain has to be acted.
See you later, look, it’s that uncle.”
The bald man recounted to Director Ding what had just happened in the alley, and said after a breath: "Director Ding, look, I have no choice. It's really difficult to go out and make a living. How about you do something for me?"
Give this old man something to eat, fool him for a while, and let him finish the photo and go back quickly."
When the bald man finished speaking, Ding Jun choked on the cigarette and couldn't get up for a long time.
After a sudden cough, tears were about to come out. "Oh, my uncle! After more than ten years of filming, this is really the first time for a pretty girl to ride in a sedan! But the old man is so old, and he still has this persistence.
, it’s quite rare, I’ll arrange one soon.”
...
At this time, Bao Xiaofei was sitting on an old box, watching the props and costume designers busy around him.
Looking at the weapons of this period and the costumes of the Qing army and the Eight-Power Allied Forces that the prop master had collected, Bao Xiaofei had a rough idea of today's script "Dream of the Forbidden City".
When I was in high school, my history teacher started by talking about this period of history in Modern History.
These props, combined with his impressions, and the judgment based on historical knowledge, Bao Xiaofei felt that this drama really put a lot of effort into the Tao uniforms.
For a drama, if Dao Yong takes it seriously, the whole drama will probably become popular, because this is what investors usually pay most attention to.
However, nothing in this world is perfect. Looking at the jade Ruyi in the hand of the prop master, Bao Xiaofei still shook his head.
The prop master saw him looking this way and put down what he was doing. He happened to see Bao Xiaofei shaking his head.
An old man with a cane came to the crew. He seemed to be an extra, which was a bit strange.
What's even more strange is that this old man doesn't seem to recognize his work that much.
"Old man, what's wrong? What do you think?"
Bao Xiaofei looked away and smiled faintly, "No, I just looked at your props a few times because they looked like that."
"What do you mean it's like that?" The prop master was unhappy at this time, "This is specially guided by the experts of the crew. Take a look at the Qing palace dramas in the past ten years. In terms of historical restoration, this
"Dream of the Forbidden City" is ranked second and has not yet ranked first."
"???"
So confident?
Seeing the confidence on the prop master's face, Bao Xiaofei decided to teach this kid a lesson.
He stood up slowly, patted the dust on his body, pointed at the jade Ruyi in the prop master's hand, and asked, "What's going on with your Ruyi?"
"This! Isn't it true that today's scene is about the Eight-Nation Allied Forces entering Beijing, the Queen Mother running away, and the Allied Forces robbing? There will be a scene later, a foreign soldier snatches a baggage, and then drops it from it.
A jade wish came out. This thing is worth tens of thousands of gold. It was broken when it was robbed. In order to make people feel distressed, I made such a realistic one."
"..."
Bao Xiaofei looked at the jade Ruyi again, smiled and said, "This thing cannot appear during the invasion by the Eight-Power Allied Forces, let alone break it."
"How do you say this?" the prop master asked with his eyes widened.
When several other prop masters and workers heard this, they also gathered around.
Bao Xiaofei looked at it and said nothing more. His little historical knowledge was so superficial that he almost all returned it to the teacher.
"System, please remind me quickly. What should I say next?"
"Ding, it is detected that the host has encountered a problem, and the system will immediately activate the brain function."
Wow! Bao Xiaofei felt like there was a car honking in his mind, and it was extremely harsh.
But it only lasted for two seconds and then disappeared. Bao Xiaofei felt that his head felt a little heavy.
"Turn on history mode."...
Several prop masters gathered around and saw that Bao Xiaofei seemed a little abnormal, but isn't this the normal behavior of the elderly?
Then, Bao Xiaofei took over the prop master’s Yu Ruyi.
Needless to say, it’s quite heavy to start with.
It's not an imitation of plastic, it should be carved out of lime and then coated with a layer of paint.
It's done with care, really done with care.
It's just that the direction is wrong.
"Young man, do you know what this thing is called?" He tried to imitate the old man's tone and asked.
Faced with this problem, the prop master was stunned and blurted out: "Yu Ruyi!"
Bao Xiaofei shook his head, pretending to be noble, and threw Yu Ruyi to the prop master.
"This thing is called Ningxiang Suet Jade, which dates back to the Qianlong reign. After Emperor Guangxu came to the throne, the two empresses Ci'an and Cixi took charge of the government. Later, in order to control the power, Cixi forced Ci'an to death, and said it was a violent death. After that, they held
It’s a state funeral, buried in Dingling, and these things are the burial objects.”
In what year did Ci'an die? In 1881, that was the year when the Eight-Power Allied Forces entered Beijing. It was 1900. So, you ask, how could something buried in the soil be unearthed casually?
When the prop master heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded.
They all know that this period of history is true, but they don't know who Ci'an is, but Cixi does.
Several prop masters listened with great interest. They smacked their lips for a long time and sighed, "I see!"
Bao Xiaofei became happy when he saw that he was basically successful.
"However, I also heard what others said." I really haven't read this period of history.
"Pa!" A prop master slapped his thigh and stood up immediately.
"You're just hearing this from hearsay. Which big liar did you hear it from?"
Bao Xiaofei pretended to stroke his beard and fell into deep thought...