Chapter 131: "The King of Fighters" starts filming
The real-time cumulative box office is more than 500,000, the number of moviegoers on the first day is more than 5,000, and the schedule of more than 590 films a day is evenly distributed, and the number of attendees for each show is less than 10 people.
In this regard, although Zhuang Yu is very dissatisfied, he is helpless, he is even more worried about whether this film can return to its roots, if he loses his money, he will not be able to redeem the house.
Fortunately, the word-of-mouth on Douban is good, and it even has a good response on the Internet, which led to an increase in attendance on the second day, and the box office reached 2 million on the second day, and the number of moviegoers exceeded 10,000.
The box office on the third day still rose, with the box office rising to more than 3 million, and the number of moviegoers reached more than 20,000.
On the fourth day, it fell a little, down to more than 2 million, and then on the fifth and sixth days, it was basically stable at more than one million, which made Zhuang Yu's worries alleviate a lot, and the box office exceeded 10 million in at least a week.
When his worries about money were alleviated, he began to work on the award, working hard to make a literary film, not rushing to win the award, so what do you mean?
But this has nothing to do with Lu Ze, just let Zhuang Yu sign up, he is now preparing for the filming of "The King of Fighters", and there is another thing that bothers him.
The system is about to be upgraded.
Since Lu Ze woke up today, there is only one lesson left, and he doesn't know whether there are any subdivisions in this class, if there is, then he has to study for a few days, if not, then from tomorrow, the course will be over.
What will the upgraded system look like? Lu Ze looked forward to it, but he was a little troubled, because he didn't know whether he had to retake the failed courses, just like whether he had to make up the exam after failing the course.
But it's useless to think more, and it's not a big deal, it's just a matter of waiting a few more days, pushing open the door and walking out, there are already crew members outside arranging the scene.
A large part of this drama was filmed at the Golden Tiger Boxing Club, so the first act was filmed directly in the gym.
As for the start-up press conference, this matter is now uncertain, many crews start the press conference after the start-up, or halfway through the filming, or even almost after the filming, in order to reserve a long time to cut the film.
Leaving such a long time, it is naturally impossible to cut only one version, it may cut three or four versions, or even five or six versions, select the best version to be released, and destroy all the others.
If you want to talk about this filming, you have to look at the atmosphere with the big crew, Liu Ying, as the director, pulled nearly 200 million shooting funds, pay attention! Shooting funds! This is not counting advertising placement, plus implantation, it is more than 200 million!
In an ordinary film crew, the proportion of actors' salaries should be between 30 and 45 percent, but what is Lu Ze's salary? More than 5.5 million.
And Lu Ze is the most paid person in the entire crew, in this play, the proportion of actors' salaries only accounts for one-tenth, that is, ten percent!
How do you spend the rest of the money? Spend it hard! Even if you wipe your ass with money, you can't leave it left! I haven't heard of the crew's investment being spent and returned to it, just spending!
As for the producer who manages the accounts, he looks like a grandson in front of Lao Liu, and Liu Ying's face looks like a bully dog, as long as he bares his teeth, the producer doesn't dare to let go of a fart.
"Lu Ze, go put on makeup!"
As soon as Liu Ying entered the set, he was like a different person, and he was not kind to Lu Ze anymore, holding a horn, roaring with a fierce light on his face, his voice was already loud, and with the blessing of the horn, he felt that the ceiling could shake off the slag.
Who dares to touch his brows at this time, Lu Ze opened his legs and ran towards the props group, and the staff also trotted in three steps, and his forehead was full of sweat and he didn't have time to wipe it.
The strictest director Lu Ze has ever met before is Guo Mingde, but compared to Liu Ying, he is far behind, he can only be relegated to second, and people can give you the right to speak, look at Lao Liu like this...... If you dare to BB, you will dare to hit you.
Even the money was prepared before beating you, more than 200 million, how do you want to be beaten?
"Pants! Pants!
The little sister of the props team hurriedly handed Lu Ze a pair of old brand-name pants, seeing Liu Ying's current anger, Lu Ze didn't dare to be vague at all, so he took off only a pair of pants in front of the little girl and put on the sports shorts.
As soon as he finished wearing it here, the stylist began to apply oil to Lu Ze's body, but he would not paint his body and face in two colors like bodybuilding, but with a little more reflective feeling.
I simply trimmed my eyebrows, and I didn't even do the concealer, so I got it directly.
For today, Lu Ze didn't drink much water after five o'clock yesterday, and he jumped 3,000 skipping ropes, just to improve his muscles more obviously.
Originally, boxers, the higher the level, the higher the fat, because the higher the level, the more heavy gunners, and they need fat to increase some resistance to blows, so when they see a heavyweight who is fat, they feel that he is very weak when they shake the fat with a punch, on the contrary, they are very durable.
But this is a movie after all, who wants to watch two fat boxers fight Naiko around?
After everything was cleaned up, Lu Ze ran upstairs, ran at the fastest speed on the treadmill on the second floor, and five minutes later, after running sweaty, he gasped and went downstairs to report in front of Liu Ying.
"Director Liu, I'..... You ready. ”
"Hold off?"
"No, this ...... The rate of breathing is just right. ”
"Then go on! Attention departments! Quickly pour out the position for me! Finish the props team and that kid! Get out of the way for me! The photographer will check it one last time! Give you thirty seconds! Lu Ze will enter the scene!"
"A set of cameras is complete. ”
"It's on the field!It's on!It's on the board!Keep quiet!Keep your phone silent!Don't vibrate!Keep it quiet!Silence!"
This set of vigorous and resolute commands made everyone move, go and stand next to them if they have nothing to do, hurry up and prepare if they have a task, the venue was quiet in an instant, and after Lu Ze nodded, the field notes quickly entered and played the board!
"The King of Fighters Act I! Scene I! Begin!"
"Bang!"
Lu Ze took a sharp breath, smothered on the sandbag with all his strength, the skin collided with the sandbag skin, and made a loud noise, the curtains were drawn in the field, only the lights on the ceiling were turned on, and under the recording of the camera, the vibration of this foot made Lu Ze's muscles shake hard, and the sweat directly exploded the splash.
But this is not the end, Lu Ze kept kicking the sandbag, banging and banging, until after kicking a dozen times, he took a breath and wiped his sweat.
"Go! Next one, ready to play!"
Lu Ze climbed onto the parallel bars, stuck his legs on the parallel bars, and his head rushed down to make an OK for the field mark.
"The King of Fighters Act I! The Second Scene Begins!"
Pushing his waist hard, he sat back on the lever, his face was red due to blood congestion, and he was accompanied by tinnitus, and after taking a deep breath, he fell back down and did handstand push-ups repeatedly.
"Go! Next one, ready to play!"
got off the parallel bars and hurriedly ran to the ring, and the kickboxing coach Lao Song, who played the protagonist kickboxing coach Lao Song, quickly came to the stage and brought a boxing glove.
"The King of Fighters Act 1! Scene 3 Begins!"
Lu Ze lay on the ring, his head to the chest position, his hands bent and raised to the side of his ears, and his legs curled up and also straightened up until his knees and shoulders collided, and a standard abdominal contraction exercise was completed.
But this is a group calculation.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten!"
After ten abdominal contractions, Lu Ze tensed his abdominal muscles, suspended his head and thighs off the ground, and pressed his hands on the ground for support.
"Tighten your belly!Push hard!Don't touch your head!Lift me up! Keep going!Shout-out when you count!"
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten!"
After doing another set, he was beaten in the abdomen again, Lu Ze endured it, clenched his teeth, and his facial expression began to become hideous and fierce, and he did the third group after playing with his life.
"It's over! Twenty minutes off! Camera Team 2 prepares! The woman in the costume team is still playing with her mobile phone? Hurry up and prepare!"
"Is Aze alright?"
Old Song pulled Lu Ze, who was lying on his side on the ground, covering his stomach and grinning, a little worried that he would be broken, and it was not impossible for Lu Ze to exercise his muscle strength for a few months.
"It's okay..... It's just going to throw up, and you're hitting my stomach. ”