Chapter 939: Lively Studio City 2

"Ah!"
"Zhang Baizhi!"
"Zhang Baizhi!"
A five-star hotel in Xiangshan County, with a nanny car parked at the door, reporters and fans who had been waiting for a long time swarmed up.
This is a big hit, and it's not good to be with Xie Tingfeng for a while, and the spread is flying all over the sky.
And Xie Tingfeng arrived yesterday, bored in the house and not going out, dozens of obsessive fans have been guarding in the hall, and naturally, seeing Ms. Zhang's face was not good.
But Ms. Zhang also has fans, and she is messing around.
"Give way!"
"Give way!"
The entourage violently pushed away from the crowd, and Miss Zhang wore a hat and sunglasses and hurried into the building.
As a result, when I was waiting for the elevator, a reporter just came down and took pictures with completely professional instinct.
"What are you doing? Why are you taking pictures!"
The assistant moved extremely fast and snatched the camera away: "You are infringing on the right to portrait, delete it immediately for me!"
"What did I violate? What did I violate?"
The reporter shouted loudly, reached out and grabbed it back, turned and ran.
Unexpectedly, another man sprang up next to him, chased up to the reporter with the hotel security, and took the camera again and quickly deleted the photos.
The first element of being a journalist is thick-skinned, and he has to yell when he knows that he is wrong, so he protests. Naturally, they ignored him and entered the elevator.
Not long after, a companion came down, excited and lowered his voice: "Fifth Floor, 502."
"Hey, I'll go up, you book a room."
What room to book? Of course it's next to 502.
"Promise" has done a great job of confidentiality. The more confidential the more attractive, the more than a dozen crews filmed on the same scene, and the "Earth Cannon", the national media gathered in Xiangshan!
Trying to get some materials, and buying staff to let them take photos secretly.
However, Miss Zhang and his party went upstairs and immediately found the producer Chen Hong.
"Miss Chen, your security measures are too bad!"
"Find a few more bodyguards, OK, our Baizhi can't stand the scare."
"And those reporters, can you let them leave the hotel?"
"Okay, right now!"
These mundane things, Director Chen never cares about, it is Chen Hong's work.
The crew brought 100 security guards from the capital and hired another 100 locally. These expenses alone were a lot of money. She immediately called four big men and guarded them in the corridor on the fifth floor.
After thinking about it, he didn't feel relieved, so he went down to appease the reporter.
"Thank you for your attention to "Wuji", but we have confidentiality regulations. You can't break the news first, right? That will lose its appeal.
So I hope everyone understands that if there is some impolite behavior, I apologize to you here. "
After tossing, go back upstairs.
Chen Hong rubbed his temples, only to feel a headache.
After she was with Director Chen, she became a producer somehow. Every time a charge comes forward, a delicate flower has to tear up nonsense with those old crew members, and yell at the price of a box lunch...
What's more, "The Promise" is such a big production, it sounds nice in name, and it has a distinct hierarchy. In fact, they are all helpers, and you have to take care of yourself.
Chen Hong washed her face and looked in the mirror, showing a tired and haggard middle-aged woman.
She suddenly remembered what love.
He Qing is 4 years older than herself. She is in her 40s this year, but her state is much better, and she is still acting as a beauty on the screen. Think of "Happy Marriage", one Zhao Pan'er, one Song Yinzhang...
"Boom boom boom!"
Director Chen knocked on the door politely and asked, "When will Han Sanping arrive?"
"Tomorrow afternoon."
"Well, let's cancel the opening ceremony. There are too many reporters, and it is inevitable to leak. It is better to keep a low profile."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements."
Director Chen said a few words and left, and Chen Hong sighed and continued to be busy.
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At four o'clock in the morning, the sky was still dark.
Wang Qi waited at the gate of the guild for a long time, and there were more than 200 people waiting together, all of whom were from other places, and they could go there by themselves.
SARS hasn't been filmed for half a year, and it is in an outbreak this year. The huge demand for group performances almost emptied the town. When I was busy, I couldn't see the boys, so I went to film.
"Boom!"
The truck finally drove over, and the group greeted to board the car.
Wang Qi squeezed into the car, like a piglet being trafficked, into the film and television city in the dark, to the Palace of Qin.
The entire Qin Palace scenic area was contracted by "Promise", the lights were bright, and the magical city was clear.
Golden roofs, rose-red city walls, two giant fans at the top of the city, statues of sages such as Lao Tzu, Confucius, and Mencius were erected beside the wall-before the media had spread rumors that there were eight evil gods.
Return to Cthulhu, not Cthulhu!
Of course, with the magical background of "The Promise", it is very strange that Lao Tzu Confucius appears.
Wang Qi and others were rushed to a big room, put on simple makeup and costumes. Black clothes, silver boots, and a layer of silver armor on the outside, then white cloak, silver helmet, and white wing.
He touched it, made of plastic.
It's also very heavy, and it feels 20 jins to wear it on.
The crew offered two meals, but none in the morning, but fortunately he had a stomachache. There was no filming all morning, but under the command of the deputy director, he practiced running positions and waving flags.
It is said to be a big scene.
As the sky was bright, and until noon, the assistant director shouted: "rest, eat!"
"Hey, let me go!"
"I'm exhausted!"
"Fuck, fuck!"
Wang Qi wore a heavy drape, too tired, and dragged himself to pick up the lunch.
Once you open it, it doesn't matter if you don't have it, it's too small.
He was so hungry that he sat on the ground and started eating, and he was not half full after a few bites.
"..."
Wang Qi took a look, got up and went to get another box, then he saw a curse.
"Why are you starving to death and reincarnate?"
"I'm not full."
"Everyone is full, but you are not full?"
A middle-aged man came over and pointed to his nose to spray: "Why are you so special! Let me go!"
"Your quantity is too small, one box is only half of the box."
"I love to eat or not, do not eat and roll! Fuck!"
Wang Qi also said that he was dragged by his roommate, and the middle-aged man left cursingly.
Others are stuffed to eat, but many of them are not full.
It was originally scheduled to start at noon. I heard that the car transporting equipment from the capital was delayed and the start-up was delayed. Unattended for a time, hundreds of group performances can only rest in place.
"Boy, don't be so arrogant in the future..."
A field worker who sent a box lunch came over and chatted: "I'm a living producer, can you beat the cow in front of you? Tell me if you don't have enough food, it's nothing if I sneak a box for you."
"But the portion is really small, it's unpalatable."
"Hey, I know it's unpalatable, but you can't say it here."
"This is Brother Du, an old man, and he used to do group performances." Roommate helped introduce.
"Brother Du!"
Wang Qi hurriedly said hello, then said: "Then why don't you do it?"
"Earning less money and low status. Anyone can step on it. It's boring. I'm doing a good job as a field job now. It costs 50 yuan a day, although it is temporary."
The so-called temporary means that the crew is afraid of insufficient manpower and will hire some temporary workers. They may be fired after working for a few days.
After chatting for a while, Brother Du said: "Boy, let me advise you that you still have time to regret it. Don't get out of your way, and you can't leave. It's too late."
"I don't regret it, but it's different from what I saw on the Internet. The Internet says it's pretty formal, but I feel confused."
"If you are not formal, you have to group, the world's crews are formal, and the studio has regulations, but there is always some old oil!"
Brother Du pointed in the distance and said, "Look at the few over there, all of them are the directors. They seem to be very awesome, but if you put it bluntly, they're messed up.
I've seen a lot, don't take it seriously. It's time to go to bed, to be lazy, to stay away.
By the way, have you ever filmed any scene in the world? "
"No."
"Then you have the opportunity to experience it, it's definitely different!" Du Ge was endless aftertaste.
"Well, it's really different!" The roommate nodded like garlic.
(There will be soon!)