Director, please respect yourself

[Brother, what are you busy with? 】

Ni Ni's text message came suddenly.

The crew of "The Witch" completed the start-up ceremony under the leadership of Xiang Tai. Yang Hao was about to greet the staff and take their places to shoot the first scene of the movie when his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

[Filming! 〕

Yang Hao quickly replied.

[The first scene is getting ready to start. 〕

[Oh..., brother, I will keep the story short. 】

[First, the movie "Partners in China" is officially finished. At 2 o'clock this afternoon, I will fly from Shanghai to Hong Kong Island;

Second, Sister Yuanyuan called me and said she wanted me to stay at her house. I won’t go. I have my own house on Hong Kong Island, so why would I go there? So tonight, you can go directly back to Baojing Garden. I will be there. The washing is waiting for you in vain;

Third, the second box office payment for the movie "Detective Chinatown" has arrived. The total is 147 million. According to your instructions, I have notified the finance department to distribute everyone's second bonus.

Fourth, the movie "Split" continues to attract the attention of movie audiences in the North American market. The movie's box office has now exceeded 60 million US dollars, and I have also received the attention of several Hollywood agencies.

For example, CAA, where you are signed, and William Morris, where Sissi is signed, have called me to ask for my opinion. Well, I told them according to your explanation, and I am not considering signing a contract with Hollywood at the moment. 】

〔okay, I get it. 〕

After carefully reading the text message sent by Ni Ni, Yang Hao quickly replied, "I understand."

The text message was sent and the phone was put in the pocket.

At this time, the crew members, who had already formed a tacit understanding, had already completed the layout of the shooting scene.

Through the seven LED screens above the director's monitor, Yang Hao took a look and saw that there was no problem, so he raised the walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Old Zhang..."

"Here, director."

"The camera is on the minibus. It first shoots a medium shot, standing at the front of the bus and shooting backwards. Then the camera quickly moves back. At the end, the picture freezes on Yang Caiyu's face."

"OK…"

After listening to Yang Hao's instructions, Zhang Jiarui, who was in the bus, nodded, indicating that he understood.

But then, he raised his own question.

"director…"

"explain!"

"Where are Huang Xiaoming and Ah Sa?

How should the two of them be photographed? "

"It's very simple. Huang Xiaoming is a normal close-up shot. Let him make expressions and say lines to the camera lens. When editing, I will quickly cut the close-up shots of Huang Xiaoming and Yang Caiyu.

As for Ah Sa, what you want is suddenness. When Huang Xiaoming waved his hand to slap Yang Caiyu, you turned the camera sharply, and Ah Sa suddenly appeared in the camera..."

"OK, director, I understand."

Before Yang Hao finished speaking, Zhang Jiarui, who was standing in the minibus, made an OK gesture to Yang Hao through the lens of another camera.

Um…

Seeing that there was no problem, Yang Hao finally nodded to the left. Xiang Zuo, who was captured by Yang Hao at this time, is not only the third male lead in the "Witch" crew, but now he is also the temporary recorder.

"Action!"

There were few passengers on the minibus.

Rows of empty seats stretch from the front to the back.

There was a girl sitting in the third row from the rear of the car. The girl had her arms folded on her chest, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked pitifully forward.

At this time, the camera turned, and a man wearing a black windbreaker and a sparse beard was sitting opposite the girl, staring straight at her.

The seats on minibuses are all installed towards the front of the car, but only the seat under this cool boy's butt is oriented towards the rear of the car.

"Who are you?"

Yang Caiyu asked timidly.

"Haha..." Huang Xiaoming chuckled.

"Click!"

As soon as a smile appeared on Huang Xiaoming's face, Yang Hao, who was sitting behind the director's monitor, picked up the walkie-talkie from the ground.

"Brother Xiao Ming..."

"Yes, director."

"I told you just now, don't laugh, especially don't smile evilly."

"I'm sorry, director."

After hearing what Yang Hao said, Huang Xiaoming, who was already over 30 years old, immediately stood up from the bus chair and said sorry to Yang Hao in front of the camera with a very humble attitude.

"Um…"

Seeing his sincere apology, Yang Hao's expression softened slightly.

"Brother Xiao Ming, over the years, whether in or outside the circle, is there anyone you particularly want to beat?

Well, that's the kind of person who, when you look at him or her, you want to slap him or her twice in the face? "

Well…

After hearing Yang Hao's question, Huang Xiaoming was a little confused at first, and then frowned.

"Have it?"

Yang Hao, who was sitting behind the director's monitor, continued to ask through the intercom in his hand.

"Yes." Huang Xiaoming finally gave the answer.

"Tell me."

"Well... can I not tell you about the director?" Huang Xiaoming, who has a high emotional intelligence, hesitated.

Whenever possible, he is unwilling to talk about his past in front of others.

"Tell me, it will help your performance mood." Yang Hao said calmly.

"Well..." Huang Xiaoming hesitated again and then said: "She is my former girlfriend, whose surname is Qin. When I had a car accident, she took care of me for three months without leaving, and even helped me get on the bed. bathroom.

But later, I proposed to her, but she didn't agree. I proposed five times in a row, but she didn't agree. "

"Then, what happened next?"

It was not Yang Hao who asked this question, but Chen Lan.

As Huang Xiaoming's godmother, Chen Lan's eyes were bright at this time, and she was very worried about gossip. She wanted to pick up a small whip and whip him hard.

With such a wonderful emotional past, you wouldn't have told me earlier.

"later…"

When talking about this, Huang Xiaoming smiled sadly and said: "Later I discovered that the reason why she didn't agree to my proposal was not because I was bad or not handsome, but because she fell in love with a man who was better than me. A talented man.”

"Is that the director named Lu?"

Obviously, Chen Lan was still concerned about her godson's emotional past. Like now, she calls out the name of Huang Xiaoming's love rival at a glance.

"Yep!"

Huang Xiaoming smiled bitterly and nodded.

"So, do you want to slap your ex-girlfriend, or do you want to slap the film director named Lu who abducted your ex-girlfriend?" This was what Yang Hao asked.

"Director, I want to smoke the two of them together." He was still smiling bitterly just now, but after accepting Yang Hao's emotional counseling, Huang Xiaoming became angry.

"Can."

Through the camera lens, he saw Huang Xiaoming's mental state standing in the minibus compartment. Yang Hao nodded and said:

"Brother Xiao Ming, when we start shooting the second part, you have to pay attention to two things.

1. Keep your current mood, and treat the camera in front of you, or your current girlfriend Yang Caiyu, as your former lover or the love rival who stole your lover.

Second, you have to be ruthless and have no scruples. Even if there is a lump of iron in front of you, you have to be brave enough to pull it down. Even if my hand is broken, you must have this tone. "

"But director, what if I..."

As soon as Yang Hao finished speaking, Huang Xiaoming became hesitant again.

Eh…

Looking at him, Yang Hao sighed secretly.

Sure enough, character determines destiny.

Along the way of acting, Huang Xiaoming's acting skills have not improved for decades. This is the most important reason.

No matter what he does, he always likes to look forward and backward.