Chapter 31: Shoot the MV

Heaven is not fair in the first place.

not only gave Xiao Gu's family a lot of wealth and a warm family, but also gave him an extra talent. But when it was Don's turn, there was only money left.

Well, Gu Qianchuan thought so, but he was embarrassed to say so.

Tang Zheng is already miserable enough, so don't rub salt on his wounds, right?

At nine o'clock in the morning, leaving the wailing Xiao Tang, Gu Qianchuan "got off" from work on time and appeared at the Modu Financial Exchange Square.

Li Xu, Liu Feng and other four bodyguards followed, Wang Ping drove, Su Yue accompanied, a squirrel, cough, the scene of the local tyrant going out on the street.

Of course, he didn't go out to pretend to be forced, he had something to do during the three-day vacation.

He's here to shoot.

In the square, people are already erecting machines and carrying equipment such as light shields and light stands at the same time.

A man in a cotton vest and a gray baseball cap trotted forward, looked at him and Su Yue with a smile, and said carefully: "Oh, Mr. Gu, Assistant Su, you are here!

The one in front of him is the MV director Su Yue is looking for, and his name is Ye Xing.

is different from other advertising directors, this Ye Xing can be regarded as having made a splash in the industry. The self-written and self-starred micro-film "Village Flower" won the Best Drama Award at the "International" Short Film Festival last year.

Well, this festival is held on Treasure Island, just sign up.

Then, there is no then.

There is no fame, there is no rank, and there is no masterpiece.

So at the moment, he is trying to support his family while filming advertisements and the like, and at the same time seeking a financier to see if he can meet a blind person, so that he can invest in making movies.

The reason why Su Yue looked for him was because of the ability and creativity revealed in his resume.

After all, he has won an award, and he does stand out among the directors of Yishui's advertising films.

Gu Qianchuan was in a hurry, and in just half a day, she could only draw in the advertising film director of the magic capital.

As for those big-name directors, well, he's thinking about fart.

"No need," as soon as Ye Xing's voice fell, Gu Qianchuan waved his hand, looking kind and friendly, "Have all the actors arrived?"

"The actors have already arrived, well, those few are!"

Ye Xing turned around and pointed to the figure standing on the sidelines helping to lift the equipment. Gu Qianchuan frowned and looked at it for a long time, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that these people were just ordinary people, the kind that couldn't be found in the pile of embarrassment.

"What you ask for is close to real life! These friends of mine are the closest, and they themselves are life!"

Ye Xing turned his head and blinked after speaking, looking cute and stupid, people couldn't help but want to step on his face.

Gu Qianchuan tugged at his face, a little speechless.

He believed that Su Yue would not find someone to fool him, but the discipline of this product was indeed too little.

What Gu Qianchuan wants to shoot is the MV of "Horse Husbandry City".

I have to say that among the songs he sang, the only one that is most suitable for eyeballs is a hit.

It's not because other songs aren't profound, on the contrary, it's because they're too profound, but they limit the audience. Only this one, with a specific scene, it is easy for everyone to get involved.

So the plot he gave was that there were no stars, no big names, and just ordinary people in this MV.

Couriers, doctors, nurses, white-collar workers, and more.

The dedication, sadness, exhaustion, and crying of these people are recorded with the camera, and the singing, which can best evoke the kind of empathy in people's hearts.

To put it bluntly, it is to sell feelings.

However, looking at Ye Xing, who was a little funny in front of him, he was very worried about whether this thing could comprehend his spirit.

"Forget it, let's shoot a few shots first......"

Financial Exchange Square, the place with the most white-collar office workers.

Sunlight streams through the towering office buildings, and only one flower bed sits in the shadows in the illuminated square. At this time, there was a young man sitting in despair.

Luo Hongming plays a white-collar worker who has just lost his job.

"Everyone is ready, three, two, one, start!"

When the scene was arranged and the filming started, Ye Xing's temperament changed and became serious.

There were passers-by who came over to see the excitement, and thought it was a crew that came to film. When he saw Luo Hongming in front of the camera, he looked disappointed again.

Celebrities also look at temperament, and this one looks like a trick at first glance.

There are no lines, no plot, and no rivalry.

What Gu Qianchuan wants is the silhouette of thousands of adults collapsing. As long as it is combined with costumes and props, people can roughly guess why.

So the requirements for Luo Hongming are also very simple, just cry.

But it's such a simple request, and it is difficult for most actors to perform that essence.

Naturally, he couldn't.

"Woo~Woowoo~~"

Less than 3 seconds after crying, Gu Qianchuan, who squeezed Ye Xing to sit behind the monitor, covered his forehead and shouted.

If he looked at it any more, he was afraid that he would laugh out loud.

I don't know why, as soon as he saw Luo Hongming sitting there crying, he wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Turning his head to look at Su Yue and Li Xu on the side, the former was expressionless, still looking cold and arrogant, but the latter had already turned his back, his shoulders trembled, proving that he was not the only one who felt this way.

The people around who watched the excitement couldn't help laughing, which made Luo Hongming very confused.

Dude is crying like this, even if you don't sympathize, how can you still laugh?

On the sidelines, hearing Gu Qianchuan's call, Ye Xing had already run back to ask.

"Director Gu, what's wrong?

"I ......"

Gu Qianchuan was about to say something, then frowned and said in surprise: "What are you calling me?"

"Gu ...... Oops, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot, I'm the director~"

Ye Xing raised his hand and touched the hat above his head, and his eyes narrowed with a smile, making Gu Qianchuan's face black.

He knew what the problem was.

Obviously, such a dramatic performance actually felt normal in Ye Xing's eyes. coupled with his off-line behavior, Gu Qianchuan has reason to believe that his so-called award-winning documentary short film is actually a comedy.

"Why don't I contact someone else?"

Su Yue leaned in and asked in a low voice, Gu Qianchuan shook his head, but he felt that it didn't matter.

In a sense, this Ye Xing can be regarded as a talent, but he is not suitable for shooting such profound shots.

Isn't there still him!

Raising his hand to hook Ye Xing's neck, in the latter's flattered expression, Gu Qianchuan pulled Li Xu, who was finally holding back his laughter, and the three of them walked to the side and muttered something.

"This ...... Not so good~"

Hearing the unscrupulous routine of a rich second generation, Ye Xing hesitated for a while. But Li Xu is still that indifferent.

It's just to scare people, but it's not real.

"What, are you worried about scaring him, or are you worried that he's going to blame you?"

Before Gu Qianchuan's words fell, he saw Ye Xing shake his head and said, "No, I'm worried that this trick won't work for him! He may kneel down directly and call his father ......"

Gu Qianchuan: ......

Li Xu: ......

Really...... Things gather like like, and people gather in groups!

"Then you'll cooperate later, so ......"

Gu Qianchuan raised his eyebrows, and came up with a crooked idea again, which made the two of them strange for a while.

After the discussion was over, Gu Qianchuan turned around and announced a ten-minute rest. I saw Ye Xing trotting forward and pulling Luo Hongming over, pointing to a supermarket at the edge of the square, and asking him to buy water.

Xiao Luo nodded and trotted away. When he walked away, Gu Qianchuan turned his face and raised his eyebrows at Li Xu. The latter smiled and followed.