"As long as you finish what you have to do! Well done! I'm actually very easy to talk to."
At the end of the day, the director stood on the steps with a loudspeaker and spoke earnestly.
"I don't mind if you call me Mou Laoguai in private, even if you call me Xiao Yangzi! It doesn't matter! I only have one request, that is, you must take this movie seriously!"
A week into the filming of the movie, various problems cropped up one after another.
Sometimes there is a problem with the props, either this one is lost or that one is broken; sometimes the actors are not well prepared, and when filming starts, it feels wrong; sometimes the costume and jewelry management is not precise, a bead falls off here, a thread comes off there; and it is even more outrageous. Unfortunately, there were thieves on the set last night...
The value of the stolen items was not high, they were just some handmade antique ornaments, but they were very important because they were placed in the hostess's room.
Director Mou does not film in the order of the plot, so if these decorations are changed midway and the movie is cut, something like this may happen——
While everyone was drinking tea and chatting, the ornaments next to them suddenly became invisible collectively. Then a little further into the plot, their invisibility failed again.
Wouldn't that be a supernatural event?
This is a costume spy film, not a supernatural thriller.
But if you want to find a new batch of the same ornaments, it will take time to make the props team.
After the crew started filming, they were burning money every day. How could they afford to wait?
If the props team had discovered the problem in advance before filming the first scene today, Director Mou might not be so angry.
As a result, the first game was over once. Mou Sanyang always said it felt wrong. Ni Bingyan asked where the pen holder on the desk was, and then someone discovered that many small ornaments in the room were missing.
When encountering this kind of thing, even Producer Zhao, who has always been like Maitreya Buddha, couldn't laugh.
This shows that there is a big problem with the management of the crew.
This is a big crew, with many people and many things to do, it is inevitable that there will be some oversights, but such big oversights are rare for him.
After all, he is a well-known producer, but for doing things like this, it is inevitable that he will feel disgraced.
The crew called the police, and the police came very quickly. They not only conducted a detailed on-site investigation, but also took notes for the crew.
After all this fussing, most of the day was gone.
After the police left, Mou Sanyang suppressed his temper and filmed a scene, but the effect was not satisfactory, so he irritably called it a day and called it a day.
Everyone was on tenterhooks all day long, and when they saw that he was showing signs of getting angry, they felt scared and relieved at the same time.
No matter how angry he is, it's better to let the anger out than to keep it in his heart.
"What a joke! What a big joke! I have been in this industry for more than half my life, and this is the first time this kind of thing has happened to my crew!"
Mou Sanyang sighed, didn't say much, and wanted to leave without even looking at Producer Zhao.
Producer Zhao had a dark face and didn't say much. He just said: "Let's break down the responsibilities of each department. It's best to assign them to people. If there is a problem in any area, I will find the corresponding person in charge, especially the security department. If If something like this happens again, I can only say sorry to you! Okay, that’s it for today, let’s call it a night!”
Say sorry? It just means replacing someone.
It’s rare to receive such a big order. If you screw it up, your boss will be furious!
The security captain repeatedly patted his chest and promised that there would be no more problems.
I’m afraid we’ll have to wait and see how it works out.
The most important thing is that the director and producer seemed to be in a bit of trouble because of this incident...
Ni Bingyan was dressed in ancient clothes, with her hair tied up, sitting crookedly on the beauty couch by the window.
Resting his elbows on the window sill and resting his chin on his arms, he sighed and stood up when he saw everyone in the yard had left, and put on the cloak handed to him by Duanmu Li.
"Hey, I'm tired! Let's go eat first! After eating, go back to the inn and rest. I don't know what will happen tomorrow!"
Today, there were three scenes in a row of hers, but as a result, the decorations in her room were stolen, so she had to stop temporarily and let others film first.
She was prepared, but it didn't work. Others were not prepared and came on temporarily. Under Mou Sanyang's strict requirements, she suffered a lot.
In the end, the actor was so broken and the director was so annoyed that he simply announced that he was off work to make some adjustments.
Although this incident was not her fault, what was stolen was the ornaments in the heroine's room. She couldn't take pictures, so she asked someone else to come temporarily. It's not necessarily what others think.
After all, except for her ornaments being stolen, everything else was fine. Maybe she had offended someone?
The two walked out of today's shooting location, which was a bluestone road. The two walked slowly, really feeling a bit like ancient people.
The filming base is an ancient town, with all entrances and exits blocked and security guarded 24 hours a day.
In terms of accommodation, there are several inns that are currently unavailable, so they have been given to everyone. They have water, electricity and internet, and they can all stay in single rooms, which is still very comfortable.
Eating is in the canteen. The crew generously hired several chefs, so everyone can eat nutritious and delicious hot dishes every day.
If someone wants to eat stir-fried vegetables, there will be a cook there to cook them, but they just have to pay for it themselves.
Ni Bingyan likes to arrange her life in an orderly manner. When unexpected events disrupt her rhythm, she feels a little suffocated. When she gets to the canteen, she wants some spicy food to refresh herself.
"Do you have shredded ginger beef? Master Chen, give me a piece of this, with some more spicy millet."
The big pot rice is also good, but the a la carte food is much more expensive than the market price. Ni Bingyan doesn’t have anything in particular that he wants to eat, so he rarely comes here.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Miss Ni, it's not as spicy as millet."
The canteen serves more than a hundred people in the crew, so it is impossible to prepare all the dishes.
Few people can eat spicy millet, and it's also very expensive. If you don't have special needs, you won't buy it on weekdays.
"What kind of chili is there? I want something spicy."
"There are peppers."
Hangzhou peppers have thick skin and lack of spiciness. They are a variety that Ni Bingyan doesn’t like very much and he certainly doesn’t want to eat them now.
Seeing that the light in Ni Bingyan's eyes was almost gone, the chef felt a little embarrassed:
"Ms. Ni, do you want to eat spicy food today? It's a dry day. What if acne affects the shooting? There are fresh prawns today. This is rare. How about I cook you a plate with plain water? What's in the dipping sauce? Cut a green pepper, the salty and spicy ones are also delicious, how about it?"
If an actress breaks out in acne, how can she film a movie?
Therefore, the logistics were carefully considered, and the chef we hired specializes in Huaiyang cuisine.
After eating Huaiyang cuisine for almost a month, Ni Bingyan felt like there was a fire in her heart today, and she wanted to take a bite of spicy food.
He simply rolled up his sleeves and said, "How about I do it myself? I'll pay for it and I'll do the work myself, okay?"
"Hey! You are serious. How can this be wrong?"
There are not enough materials and the skills are not right to make what people want to eat. If people are willing to do it themselves, it is difficult to stop them.
When out and about, everyone wants to have a taste of hometown.
The kitchen was full of peppercorns and other seasonings. Ni Bingyan put on an apron and sleeves, packed up the shrimps and poured them into the oil, then crackled the garlic, heated the pan with cold oil and sauteed the base until fragrant, poured the shrimps in, and bang. Bang Bang started to shake the spoon.
After a while, a plate of spicy prawns with full color, flavor and bright red color was ready.
"Eighty-eight a piece, because you made it yourself, just give me the cost price of sixty-eight."
Unexpectedly, she could save money by doing it herself. Ni Bingyan took out her mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay, then just wanted to take the plate and leave.
As a result, before she could take off her apron sleeves, a familiar friend came running over after smelling the smell.
But it was makeup artist Wang Qing.
