On a snowy day, when we look out of the window, we see a white expanse, but we rarely pay attention to the appearance of each snowflake, despite their angularity.

Group performances, that's it.

Even though Wei Baichen's acting skills are not bad, he did not attract too much attention when he was mixed in the group performance.

Wei Baichen and Huang Fannai's crew is filming an anti-Japanese drama, the play is called "My Eight-Year-Old Grandfather", and the scene in which they participated is a big scene of a charge, but there are no strange arrangements such as "hand tearing" and "hidden mines", that is, the protagonist's 38 big cover fired more than 30 times in a row, killing more than 40 RB soldiers.

The scene of the two of them is very simple, carrying a gun and following the group leader, shouting "kill" hoarsely, and then charging forward enthusiastically, just pay attention to avoiding the bombing point that was ambushed in advance.

"Boom—"

“biu——biu——”

"No buckle - no buckle - "

"Kill!"

"Ahh

......

After the explosion of the fixed-point explosives, the dust was splashed, and the group performance, which was already painted with a dirty face, was more realistic now, but they all ran one by one covered in sweat, bending over to support their knees, and gasping for breath.

Wearing a beige sunhat and a black vest, the director held a walkie-talkie in one hand and a loudspeaker in the other, and shouted to the sweaty ensemble: "Good! Let's do another one!"

was praised by the director, and the new group performers were immediately happy, and they didn't complain that they were tired, and happily followed the team leader to prepare to run again.

A few old runners laughed bitterly, took off their hats and patted the dirt, slouched behind the team, and followed the waiting room.

"Boom—"

“biu——biu——”

"No buckle - no buckle - "

"Kill!"

"Ahh

......

"Good! Let's do one more!"

......

"Good! Let's do one more!"

After running five times, Wei Baichen finally understood that the director's "very good" could not be trusted! That bad old man, very bad!

wants to shoot a satisfactory effect, but doesn't want to say that the group actors are not acting well, and holds it vigorously, which is much more scheming than those directors who directly scold their mothers.

"Okay!

With the director's order, the group performers were completely liberated, and they collapsed on the ground one by one.

This shot was broadcast on TV for less than two minutes, but it took four hours to shoot, running over and over again, waiting for the crew to plant explosives and sets over and over again, and touching up makeup over and over again, making everyone tired enough.

It's finally time for lunch, and I'm going to get a boxed lunch.

Wei Baichen pulled off his hat, clamped it in his armpit, reached out to wipe the beads of sweat from his hair, and let out a long breath.

filming is much more tiring than recording variety shows.

Could it be that Zhang Zifeng was like this at the shooting site? When the time came to take a look, Wei Baichen remembered his sister's invitation before parting.

In front, two blue plastic baskets are packed foam lunch boxes, each of whom receives a meal and a dish.

Wei Baichen took one for himself, and followed Huang Fannai to hide in the shade and squat to eat, the conditions of the scene were simple, and there were no extra seats at all. There were three folding chairs empty, but they were for the leading actors, and although the leading actors went back to the RV to eat small stoves, everyone still consciously didn't sit down.

Group performances, special guests, actors, stars, everyone's identity and status can be treated accordingly on the set, and the food is a microcosm.

Celebrities open small stoves or order food, the crew and actors eat bucket meals, and group actors eat box lunches, everything seems to be taken for granted, and it also gives every class the motivation to strive upward.

"Hey, it's the same again. ”

The moment a long-faced group performer next to Huang Fannai opened the lunch box, he was full of disappointment.

Shredded potatoes and meat, green pepper cabbage, cauliflower roasted fatty meat.

Actually, the food is not so bad, it is not so good, there is no chicken thigh......

Wei Baichen pulled quickly, the physical exertion of the morning's shooting activities was not small, and his stomach was already growling with hunger, and he didn't have time to care about the quality of the food.

Huang Fannai pointed with chopsticks to the row of group performers sitting opposite.

"Hehe, Brother Wei, look! Isn't it particularly fun? The battle on the battlefield was inexorable, and now they all get together to eat, and they love each other, but the color of the clothes looks incongruous. ”

It turned out to be a group performance wearing the clothes of the hostile sides, squatting together, talking and laughing, grabbing each other's lean meat to eat, but it was a rare sight on TV.

Wei Baichen smiled, and then lowered his head to pick up the rice, eating and eating the vegetables were gone, and there was still most of the food, so he was half full, which was very embarrassing.

"Brother Wei, you wait, show you my big baby. ”

At this time, Huang Fannai mysteriously took out a somewhat familiar red can from the backpack he carried.

Wei Baichen glanced at it, and his eyes lit up!

On the bottle, the familiar face, the resolute eyes, the neat short hair, how unforgettable!

It's her, it's her, our national goddess - Lao Gan Ma!

Since it was an emergency in the rivers and lakes, Wei Baichen was no longer polite, dug a small pinch with chopsticks, mixed it in white rice, and began to pull it up.

"Hey, we're playing tricks on this thing, almost everyone has a bottle. Because I don't know when the boxed lunch will not be enough to eat, or the food will not taste good. At this time, the old godmother is closer than her own mother!"

Huang Fannai saw that Wei Baichen was eating well, and he felt a sense of accomplishment.

This is true, I heard that the old godmother has long gone abroad and swept the world, all kinds of weird ways to eat: the old godmother with cheese, the old godmother with watermelon,

Wei Baichen still remembers watching a news item to the effect that -

In the black trading system of the rice prison, there are two underground currencies, one is Lao Gan Ma and the other is Ma Yinglong.

The person who brought the goods first made everyone fall in love with Lao Gan Ma, and its unique spicy taste soon made Tom, Jerry and others in prison obsessed.

Even, there is a rice prisoner Schofield tattooed "LaoGanMa" on his back to show his affection.

When everyone became addicted and became popular, the person who brought the goods sold Ma Yinglong at a high price and made a lot of money.

Even so, the prisoners of the United States are still happy to do it, after all, the pleasure of ice and fire is really unstoppable!

......

Time flies.

After a few days, Wei Baichen was arranged to play the roles of soldiers, guards, and running buddies because of his good image. Well, the easiest time is to play the guest in Yihong Courtyard, as long as you sacrifice your hue, you can eat and drink by the way.

Huang Fannai is much more miserable, playing the roles of a sedan chair driver, beaten hooligans, and students who commit suicide by diving, these parts are arranged by the crew, and some are requested by himself, because there are 6 yuan in red envelopes for playing a dead man, 8 yuan for carrying a sedan chair, and 15 yuan more for falling into the water.

In fact, in the next two days, Wei Baichen was already reducing the time for running tricks, but secretly went to the filming site of the big drama to steal the teacher, and then used the system to conduct special training in acting skills to prepare for the audition on the 7th.

Familiarize yourself with the script, prepare performance clips, and practice lines......

Wei Baichen made careful preparations for the audition on the 7th, and spent a huge amount of 38 yuan to ask the best teacher Tony to help cut his hair shorter......

The day of the 7th came soon, and Wei Baichen was full of confidence, but the result was a little unexpected.

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