Director, please respect yourself

"Just a reminder to everyone!

Now the scene has begun to be cleared. Except for the female staff and photographer Du Kefeng, everyone else has left the small courtyard where the crew is currently located. "

Yang Haocai entered the room, and the voice of director Gu Shunwei came out from inside the room. Liu Yifei originally wanted to squint for a while, because it was a bit boring to watch them filming.

The director and the photographer need to discuss the camera position. Yang Hao and Zhang Ziyi need to study what kind of body position is more suitable for shooting based on the camera position. Then the lighting engineer has to measure the intensity of the light and what kind of lighting allows the actors to be in the camera lens. It is more three-dimensional, seductive yet obscure.

Just the preliminary discussion alone will waste at least about 40 minutes.

But when Liu Yifei, who had just been lying on the recliner, heard the sound of the scene being cleared, she immediately became excited.

I am a female and currently serve as Yang Hao's assistant. I am not among those who have been kicked out. Therefore, I have to appreciate up close the figure of this international movie queen who is said to have given free rein to the rich and powerful in Shanghai. How impressive is her figure? happy…

Otherwise, people wouldn't spend 20 million yuan to buy a necklace for her.

But when the curious Liu Yifei quietly walked into the room, she was immediately disappointed.

The international movie queen only wears a pair of flesh-colored shorts from top to bottom, and her figure is just that. In Yang Hao's words, it is called an airport, and in Nini's words, it is called Xiaolongbao. But let me judge her, that is, the village aunt. Washboard for laundry.

Eh…

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have come!

Yang Hao is still too small for this lady's size. If it were her, Yang Hao would probably not even bother to take a look. Otherwise, people would already be sitting on Yang Hao's lap, and Yang Hao would not be indifferent.

Perhaps she felt that someone was secretly commenting on her figure. At this time, Zhang Ziyi suddenly pushed her chest forward. Even if the assistant wanted to put a blanket on her body, she still stood in front of Yang Hao and the photographer. Wave your hands.

"No need, the filming of the movie will start soon."

As soon as she said this, director Gu Suiwei immediately gave her a thumbs up.

"Zi Yi is good, I admire your professionalism!"

"Ha ha…"

Yang Hao, who was lying on the bed, burst into laughter at this time. Just now, he had a clear view of the overt and covert fight between his wife Liu Yifei and Zhang Ziyi...

A woman!

Just so competitive.

But after just two laughs, something tragic happened.

"director…"

"Um?"

"I don't think Director Yang's current state is that of a serious illness, because anyone who has had a fever knows that he is sweating, so I think we must sprinkle some cold water on his body and face now."

"hiss…"

After hearing Zhang Ziyi's suggestion at the scene, Yang Hao suddenly felt a toothache.

I'll cross your circle!

My friend is lying on the bed, his eyes have not stayed on you for one more second, nor have he shown a lewd expression to you. Why are you targeting me?

But no matter how much Yang Hao complained, a basin of cold water was poured from head to toe by the crew on a late autumn night.

Damn... it feels so good!

Yang Hao took a cold shower and fell directly on the bed without even wiping himself.

Come on, let the show begin!

"Scene 1109 of the movie "The Favorite", first shot, first time, preparation..., start!"

"Huhuhu..."

Yang Hao was lying on the bed, breathing heavily. Even though he was wearing nothing, he was still extremely hot.

"Qinqin..., Qinqin..., hurry up, I'm almost burned to death."

Hearing Yang Hao's shout, Zhang Ziyi, who was squatting on the ground and about to throw a towel into the cold water, suddenly stopped what he was doing.

Then he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, stood up, kicked off his slippers, and walked towards the small courtyard. There was a saliva tank in the small courtyard, which was as tall as half a person. Zhang Ziyi jumped in while stepping on the wooden stool, and then put his whole body into it. All frozen in cold water.

…

"Click!"

At this point in the filming, Zhang Ziyi jumped out of the tank when she heard the click, and then her assistant, with quick eyesight and quick hands, threw a large towel over to help her wipe her body.

While he was busy, director Gu Zhenwei began to tell the story.

"Zi Yi, you can't act well in this part, you don't have a decisive look on your face, you thief, I will fight for you today, and I have to keep my man Zhao Deyi.

You know, the two of us just got the marriage certificate today..."

Gu Suiwei was talking about drama, while Yang Hao had already dried his body and was lying on the recliner prepared by Liu Yifei for himself, chatting with her and drinking hot tea.

"Yang Hao..."

"Um?"

"Actually, I feel that Zhang Ziyi's performance in this section is right, because you are all suffering from fever and know that you will die sooner or later.

So you don’t want to fight with God anymore, you just want us to spend today’s wedding day in a down-to-earth manner. "

"Ha ha…"

Yang Hao laughed.

"Classmate An Feng, okay, now I can think independently."

"That's..." Liu Yifei said this, with a little pride in her eyes.

"Ever since I read your movie script "Gone Girl," I have been thinking about human nature. People sometimes don't necessarily want to compete with God."

"Well, that's right, that's right!"

Yang Hao nodded.

"So, do you agree that Zhang Ziyi's performance is right?" Liu Yifei asked in surprise.

"Absolutely." Yang Hao said.

"How many does it mean?" Liu Yifei was a little confused.

"It basically means that Shang Qinqin is not fighting against the sky at this time, but is fighting against his own life. How do I want to live in this life? No one can dominate me? Even if I die, I must die vigorously."

"Um…"

Liu Yifei thought for a moment and nodded.

"Yang Hao, if you were the director of this movie, how should you direct Zhang Ziyi to perform this scene?"

"There is no need for guidance, because Zhang Ziyi is quite naughty in nature. As long as she shows her special naughty energy in front of the camera, it will be fine." Yang Hao said leisurely and contentedly, still shaking up and down while talking. Shake the lounge chair.

But after only a few moments of shaking, he discovered that there was a woman wearing a blanket standing behind him and Liu Yifei.

Well…

Zhang Ziyi?

When did she come? He also eavesdropped on our chat.

It seems that I really need to hire another assistant in the future. It doesn't matter whether he can help or not, at least he can act as his eyes and ears.

Just when Yang Hao was self-examining, he saw Zhang Ziyi walking around in front of her, shaking the blanket violently, and she, naked, raised her eyebrows at the director Gu Suiwei next to her. hand.

"Director, I know how to play this scene."

"OK!"

Gu Suiwei looked at Yang Hao, and then raised the clapperboard in his hand. Due to the crew clearing the scene, the director had been typing the clapperboard himself for these scenes.

"Scene 1109 of the movie "The Favorite", second shot, second shot, preparation..., start!"

Zhang Ziyi gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, stood up, kicked off his slippers, and walked towards the small courtyard. There was a saliva tank in the small courtyard, which was as tall as half a person. Zhang Ziyi jumped in while stepping on the wooden stool, and then put his whole body into it. Everyone was frozen in the cold water...