The Gold Medal Toolman of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 56 I want both money and people (10)

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Fan drove the car into the set, and then had lunch with Zhang Xiaofu, asked her to change into costumes, and hung up wires to pose in various poses.

Full toss until dark.

When Zhang Xiaofu was put down, she felt that her waist was about to break, and her arms were sore and sore, which strengthened her determination to practice martial arts well.

I also know that it is more comfortable to fly with Wirea by myself than to be dragged by Wirea.

After coming down, Yang Fan asked her to go eat first, and then he greeted the deputy directors, cameramen, assistants, producers, etc., and held a small meeting together.

Yang Fan was very excited: "You also saw it, right? Such a performance, if she is not given a chance, is it okay?"

No one else has an opinion.

The producer was very embarrassed: "I know you cherish talents, but how do you explain to the investors? It's hard to replace the actors who have been appointed before."

Yang Fan has no grudge against Qian, and he can understand the difficulty of the producer, so he gave a compromise solution: "Add a character, the villain's subordinate, with excellent martial arts and cruelty, this kind of role will not be robbed by anyone, and can show Xiaofu's good skill."

The casting director wrote down Zhang Xiaofu's name, and asked casually, "What about the heroine's substitute?"

Yang Fan had already thought about it: "Let her go too, when the time comes the list of cast and crew will be highlighted."

The producer has worked with Yang Fan for many years, and it was the first time that he was so interested in an actress. After the others left, he put his arm around Yang Fan's shoulder: "Do you want to praise her?"

"Where do you start?"

The producer smiled ambiguously: "Then you who have worked so hard, you probably fell in love with her and wanted to use power for personal gain, right?"

"The only thing I love is movies." Yang Fan shook his arm: "Remember to call the screenwriter and ask him to come over tomorrow. I'll study the storyboard first."

Under the leadership of the field staff, Zhang Xiaofu found the room allotted to him, received all kinds of daily necessities, and a fine mosquito net.

The field manager enthusiastically reminded her: "There are many mosquitoes in the mountains, so pay more attention when you sleep."

"Thanks, I'll pay attention."

"It's cold at night, you need to wear more clothes when you come out."

The field manager gave a lot of instructions and took care of all aspects, but Zhang Xiaofu was shocked.

She has filmed a lot of scenes in reality before, and no one has ever been so polite to her.

She knew in her heart that she was able to receive such treatment this time, and it was all thanks to Yang Fan.

There were still mass scenes being filmed at night, and the assistant director's roar could be heard from afar.

The searchlights were extremely bright, but they couldn't break the night in the mountains.

No matter how late it is in the city, there are always lights on.

But in the mountains, not only is the darkness thick, but it is also so dark that it permeates people.

Zhang Xiaofu tidied up the room a bit, took clean clothes to wash up.

After tossing in the sun for so long, my whole body was covered in sweat, and it would stink if I didn't wash it off.

Zhang Xiaofu walked into the women's bathroom and heard the sound of rushing water and the sound of two people chatting.

The content is about her.

"You're talking nonsense, that girl looks mediocre, Director Yang doesn't like her."

Another replied: "I said so, and you listened to it like this, just chatting."

Zhang Xiaofu waited for a while, deliberately making some noise so that the people inside would know.

He took off his clothes slowly and then went in to take a shower.

Seeing that it was her, the people inside exchanged glances, rushed quickly, and left in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the empty bathroom, Zhang Xiaofu took a slow shower.

Being upright is not afraid of the shadow slanting, anyway, she has no deal with Yang Fan.

Besides, no one is robbing, the water flow is really big.

Just less back rubbing.

After taking a shower, Zhang Xiaofu went back to go to bed, but found that Yang Fan was squatting at the door of her room playing with her mobile phone.

The light on the screen hit his face, casting strange shadows, which was quite scary in such a night.

Until Zhang Xiaofu stood in front of Yang Fan, he didn't notice, he was still immersed in the phone.

She poked her head and saw that it was a hand-painting software, and Yang Fan was drawing the scene of two stick figures fighting.

Even after this, Yang Fan still didn't notice her.

Shaking her head, she walked around Yang Fan gently, took out the key and opened the door.

The hair is still dripping, and the night wind is very uncomfortable.

The door shaft was a little rusty, and it made a "squeak, squeak" sound, and finally pulled Yang Fan back.

He turned his head: "Have you taken a shower?"

"Ah."

"Pull me, my leg is numb."

Zhang Xiaofu put down the things in his hands, and pulled him up: "What do you need from me?"

"I want to give you a role."

Zhang Xiaofu glanced at his mobile phone: "A lot of action scenes?"

"You don't want to shoot?"

Zhang Xiaofu looked at him helplessly: "It's easy for you to die alone like this."

"What about me?"

Yang Fan said, stepping into the door and closing the door smoothly.

"Don't talk to girls so directly." Zhang Xiaofu felt even more helpless, and opened the door again, leaving it wide open: "In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, you are not afraid of other people's gossip, I am afraid."

Yang Fan pointed to the pimple on his arm: "There are too many mosquitoes."

Zhang Xiaofu rummaged through a box of things given by the store manager, first found wind oil essence for Yang Fan to apply, and then found a box of mosquito coils, unpacked it, put it near the door of the room.

Yang Fan held his chin up and observed her. After she finished her work, she quietly said, "Now I think you are a bit human."

"Let's get down to business." Zhang Xiaofu pulled up a chair and sat more than one meter away from him, wiping his hair with a towel: "You've been tormenting me all afternoon. My whole body is sore and I just want to sleep."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhang Xiaofu wanted to strangle himself to death.

But Yang Fan didn't think it was wrong at all, and started talking about his plan with great interest.

After he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaofu's mind was filled with question marks: "What's the reason why you take care of me so much?"

"There are too few actresses who can fight, and those who look good in fighting are even rarer." Yang Fan's eyes were burning: "I want you to be my special martial arts actor."

Zhang Xiaofu blinked: "Is there a lot of money?"

Yang Fan was very surprised, so he slowed down and replied honestly: "Not many now, but there will definitely be more in the future."

"Can I win an award?"

"That depends on your performance. Acting skills still need time to hone."

Zhang Xiaofu smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Happy cooperation."

Yang Fan shook hands with her and asked her opinion: "What do you think of the plot I just mentioned?"

"Not vicious enough."

Then Zhang Xiaofu took Zhang San as the prototype and designed four or five scenes, especially the part where the man is tied by an iron chain.

Yang Fan's face changed when he heard it, and he stared at Zhang Xiaofu closely: "Have you experienced it?"

A chill shot straight from Zhang Xiaofu's tailbone to the sky. Inspiration, this guy is too sensitive, right?
"How could it be?" Zhang Xiaofu changed the topic lightly: "In a society governed by the rule of law, where can I meet such a scumbag?"

Yang Fan's expression was still dignified: "Really?"

"Really do not have."

"Okay, you go to sleep, I'll go back and study."

Yang Fan left.

Zhang Xiaofu held on to the door frame, saw that he seemed to have stepped on a small pit as he was walking, suddenly tilted his body, and then said something.

It's just too far away to hear.

Zhang Xiaofu locked the door with a smile, lay down and took out his mobile phone, ready to see what he got today.

As soon as it was turned on, there were more than [-] missed call notifications, two for Shen Jialun, and Bai Caiwei for the rest.

Zhang Xiaofu looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, it was time to turn off the lights in Bai Caiwei's dormitory, should we call her out to feed the mosquitoes?

(End of this chapter)