In the studio of Nanyang Studio, there are many more people than the friends just now. Looking at it, there are many directors, cameramen, field affairs, and seven aunts and eight aunts.

But there is not one more.

However, listening to the Cantonese on the set, Yang Qiu knew that this was another Cantonese film.

Fortunately, it's not Cantonese opera.

It seems that it is still a Republic of China film, and the director looks quite young, and he is standing next to an actress wearing a dark cheongsam at this time.

The actress is obviously playing a mother, and she is still holding a baby bag in the crook of her arm, but there is definitely no baby in the bag. Because Yang Qiu has been in for five or six minutes, except that he didn't see any movement in his baggage, he didn't see the actress glance in the crook of his arm.

As for the set, it is obviously the exterior of the woman's boudoir.

However, in the entire studio, what attracted Yang Qiu's attention the most was not the director or the actors, but the three people standing behind the set.

The three men: one with a sieve, in which a lot of soybeans were placed, the other with a half-man-high three-clip board, and the other with a violin, standing by the side.

Very amazing combination, there is wood?

After a while, the director finished telling the actors, ran to the three of them, danced and gestured for a long time, and then walked back to the director's chair and stood ready to start filming.

"Don't be noisy!"

"It's official!"

"Jingle ————!"

"Prepare ——!"

As soon as this 'preparation' came out, the prop master on the studio began to release water, and the water fell down to the eaves of the set, and then fell like rain. The guy at the back of the set with the soybean sieve began to shake it.

"Uhh

Hi!

Not to mention, this soil law special effect simulates rain, which is really quite similar!

"Open mic!"

The director gave an order, and the actress standing by the window began to perform with the baby burden in her hand, looking at the heavy rain ripples in the window.

"My poor poet......" The actress looked at the 'baby' in the crook of her arm, with a sad face: "I was born without a father, in this world, we orphans and widows, what else do we have to live?"

As soon as the actress cried, the director immediately raised his left hand.

"Click——!"

There was a thunderclap, and it was the one with the plank in the back, who shook the tool in his hand vigorously.

A flash of lightning, which was the gaffer on the studio, flashed a bright light.

"Whew-"

The actress screamed, looked at the dark night 'outside' and scolded: "Thief God, why do you torture us like this!"

"Click!" was lightning and thunder again.

God's response was resolute and indifferent, and the woman who calmed down hugged the 'child' in her hand tightly and murmured, "Poetry soul, I miss you...... Miss you......"

At this time, the director waved his right hand, and the one with the violin finally moved, and a burst of miserable vocal music was received into the microphone as if it were nothing.

After six or seven seconds of this, the satisfied director shouted, 'Click!'.

Yang Qiu was really convinced.

It's not surprising that the sound is closed at the scene, and there are so many people on the scene with background sound and background music, this is the first time I've seen it. Needless to say, the effect is so good, it is strange, and it can be arranged all the way safely and steadily, which can be regarded as a bit of ability of this director.

After quietly watching the director shoot three or four scenes, Yang Qiu was ready to go home, his three views were a little subverted today, and he had to go back to calm down and stabilize himself.

But later, after Yang Qiu accidentally met the young director, he also knew something even stranger.

For example, when filming this film, the director is not a director at all, but a screenwriter.

That's right, it's the screenwriter!

What about the director of this play? People have taken on several Cantonese films at once, and they can't keep busy. Anyway, the big boss who pays only watches the finished film, and the film doesn't ask for much good, so let's put on a name, and then share some money casually, and find someone who knows how to shoot it.

In this way, the strange situation in the movie line will not be narrated more.

There are many 'wonton noodles' directors in Hou Wang Temple and Pak Tai Street, so there are also many wonton noodle stalls. Out of the gate of Nanyang, Yang Qiu also casually found a wonton noodle stall, came to a wonton noodle stall, and learned from others to squat on the side of the road and start eating and drinking.

While eating, watching people come and go, the world is all kinds of things, but it is also another bit of fun.

After eating, I paid for it, bought a fried chestnut that I eat for an hour on the side of the road, planned to make snacks on my usual basis, wrapped it in thick brown paper, and walked to the bus stop.

Yang Qiuyi spent all his afternoon on the set, and when he returned to Temple Street, it was already dark. By the dim light of the roadside, he walked towards the dormitory.

"Po-"

"Tsk-tsk-"

"Woo-woo-"

"Bang-"

When passing by the dim alley behind Yonghua's dormitory, Yang Qiu suddenly heard a strange sound, some familiar, and some inexplicably excited.

Yang Qiu was a little curious, so he walked lightly to the mouth of the alley and looked inside.

it!

I saw that in the dim alley, there were two dark shadows, you holding my head, I hugged your waist, stacked together like the roots of an old tree, and the two heads were still leaning together and squeezing around, like conjoined babies.

It's kissing—— it's so exciting!

This guy is really good at talking, and he said at noon that he wanted to teach Wang Ruilian to learn Cantonese, and it has only been half a day, and he will teach him directly at night.

What a good teacher!

Yang Qiu smiled in a low voice, and did not disturb the little lovers to continue to 'study', got up and walked to the door of the dormitory.

As soon as I entered the door of the dormitory, I saw Li Hanxiang standing at the door of the workers' room with his ass pouted and bent over, his ears pressed to the door, and there was a lewd smile on his head.

took out a piece of chestnut and stuffed it in his mouth, Yang Qiu walked up to him while chewing and asked curiously, "Xiangzai, what are you doing?"

"Shh——!h

Li Hanxiang didn't stand up, but directly stretched out his hand to make a silent gesture, and gently tapped the door with his hand.

Yang Qiu was also a little curious, so he also leaned his ear to the door.

"Po-"

"Tsk-tsk-"

"Woo-woo-"

"Bang-"

it! How is this sound so familiar?!

Yang Qiu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, why is there someone 'teaching Cantonese' inside and outside the wall. Outside the wall are Fat Daren and Wang Ruilian, so what is inside this wall? Yang Qiu glanced at the workers' room again, and in it, only Lao Cao and Ah Hao.

However, listening to a kiss is also worth a lewd smile?

Yang Qiu, a young man who had read countless RB movies, despised Li Hanxiang a little, then stood up straight and knocked on Li Hanxiang and said, "Okay, let's go, go back, what's so good about this." ”

"Wait—" Li Hanxiang stood up with a wicked smile on his face.

"Huh?"

always felt that Li Hanxiang's smile was a little wrong, Yang Qiu frowned suspiciously, but in the next second, his eyes widened.

"Bang Bang Bang ——!"

I saw Li Hanxiang slap the door a few times, and then shouted loudly: "Open the door quickly! Open the door quickly! Poor guy rounds the room! Hurry up and open the door! Bad guy rounds the room!"

Then, with a ——, of smoke, the guy ran into their collective dormitory!

Ran away......

At the scene, only the stunned Yang Qiu was left.

Naturally, there was a lot of chickens and dogs jumping in the door, but after three seconds, the people inside reacted.

"Which one kills a thousand knives, I'm going to kill you! you eight generations XX!" A rough roar of Lao Cao came from the door, and Yang Qiu, who just wanted to run, looked at the door in front of him being pulled open by a force, and Lao Cao, whose trouser belt was not fastened, was looking at him with an angry face.

it! We don't carry this pot.

Yang Qiu hurriedly raised his hands, snoring with chestnuts in his mouth and explaining: "It's not me, it's Li Hanxiang, I don't have such pain." ”

Maybe it was Yang Qiu's consistent good image that played a role, or maybe it was that this guy obviously couldn't shout what he just said with chestnuts in his mouth, in short, Lao Cao immediately believed him for eight points, and shouted loudly: "Li Hanxiang——, I'm going to find you desperately!"

With that, the warrior, who had not even tied his trouser belt, hurled towards their dormitory.

"Ahh

Listening to the sound of chickens and dogs jumping in the dormitory, Yang Qiu stood in the courtyard and scratched his head, and he was not in a hurry to go in, he had to wait until they finished making trouble.

"Godfather, Godfather, I'm back!"

At the door of the dormitory, a very strange and rough voice came again.