How could the zombie dog that pounced disappear from memory? Mira insisted that Rick Baker turn the Doberman into what she said.

"Okay!" Rick Baker said helplessly, a director and a starring role, no one can afford to offend, anyway, it's just a little more effort.

It took some more time to finally turn the Doberman into what Mira thought it would be, and although the dog had not changed much, it was really murderous, and everyone who saw it was startled.

"Hey, this zombie dog is really much scarier than before!"

"This guy must be full of punch on the screen!"

"I heard that this was Mira's idea, maybe she had really seen a zombie dog, otherwise how could she have turned this dog into something else in a few words? Ha ha! ”

The crew laughed and discussed, pointing at the Doberman Pinscher with good makeup, making the dog wagging its tail in confusion, which made people laugh even more.

Zhou Shaoming is always a director, and in all aspects of the movie, it is difficult for makeup artist Rick to have little time, and at this time he is looking at the research institute in the set with the assistant director Ben.

Every scene and object in the hive seems to exist in Zhou Shaoming's mind, and the set staff always spend sketches, but they are unexpectedly overturned by Zhou Shaoming.

The staff were a little slanderous, but no one dared to speak out loud in front of the "tyrant on the set", after more than a dozen revisions, revisions and revisions, and overturned, Zhou Shaoming finally determined the internal scene and let people start to build.

There is no way, Director Smith Zhou will always insist on some small things, such as what the desks, chairs and instruments in the institute look like, the style of the code door and elevator, large and small things will always be used by him to say, and then insist on modifying them to what he thinks.

This made the crew feel that Director Smith Zhou was always a little stubborn and inexplicable.

"Ben, there is still a bunch of pipes here, the plastic kind, it is bigger, the zombie will fall here after being hit by the special forces personnel, the pipes will make her fall more naturally, and then she will rush out again, so that the audience can understand how crazy she is!" Zhou Shaoming squatted down and pointed to the open space next to a large number of instruments and said.

"Okay, Smith Chow, I'll have the prop master prepare." Ben wiped the sweat from his head and carefully jotted down the words plastic pipe in his notebook.

"Well, here's the most representative shot of zombies, I need to be a little more impactful!" Zhou Shaoming squatted on the ground, recalling the scene in the illusion, and then touched his chin with stubble, and snapped his fingers.

"There is, this zombie, temporarily modified, changed to a half-cut female zombie! She just crawled on the ground, waving her arms that longed for flesh, slowly approaching everyone, and then being hit by countless bullets, but she continued to crawl towards everyone! Zhou Shaoming smiled weirdly, and even crawled on the ground, pretending to be the zombie, and crawled towards the assistant director.

"Oh, I see, it might have made the audience jump even more!" Ben seriously imagined the scene described by Zhou Shaoming, and then wrote down the words female zombie, half a body, etc. in the notebook.

"Haha, that's right! I wonder how else I need to behave! Zhou Shaoming walked around the set with his hands behind his back, trying to make his movie closer to the illusory world of zombies.

Busy and busy, Zhou Shaoming's day passed quickly, no matter how big or small things in the crew, he had to worry about it, fortunately, this guy was very energetic, and what he said was also very instructive, and a blockbuster began to emerge in the preparation period.

But there are still the most troublesome things waiting for Zhou Shaoming, even at night, it is his working time.

Scott Faller, the highly-paid assistant director of VFX, trotted all the way to Zhou Shaoming, who was eating dinner, and shouted, "Smith, Zhou!" ”

Swallowing the steak in his mouth three or two times, Zhou Shaoming stood up and responded, "How is it?" Is the image of the licker ready? ”

Scott ran to Zhou Shaoming's side, and he didn't care about panting, so he replied loudly: "Hey, it's not disgraceful!" ILM is great, and we've already done a good job of the computer image and 3D modeling of the Licker, so I came to you to take a look. ”

"Let's go!" Without further ado, as long as he was very active as soon as he got down to business, Zhou Shaoming, took a tissue and wiped his mouth at random, and then ran over with Scott like a gust of wind.

In the computer room, a group of people are pointing around the 10-to-1 miniature model of the licker, and on the main computer screen, the terrifying licker is spinning vividly.

"Hello everyone!" Zhou Shaoming smiled and greeted the technicians of Industrial Light and Magic, these people are now the top visual effects figures in the American film industry, and they deserve his respect.

"Hello Director!" Everyone laughed, as long as he was not on the set, Zhou Shaoming was really not easy to lose his temper.

"Smith Chow, this is a 3D model that we built based on your description, combined with computer CG animation, do you think it's okay?"

Zhou Shaoming took the 3D model, looked at it carefully, slowly stretched his frowns, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, it's perfect, this is the licker in my head!" ”

Everyone laughed happily, and the hard work was finally recognized, which of course made everyone smile.

"Brothers, try a little harder! Let's usher in an era of sci-fi! Zhou Shaoming held the model of the licking eater, like a general who had won a battle, and said loudly and firmly without regrets.

This sentence ignited everyone's hearts and created an era? Hoho, that sounds crazy, doesn't it?

Creating an era and breaking all perceptions, "Resident Evil" is approaching the world.

Zhou Shaoming, who was ready for everything, sat in the director's seat on June 31 and began to command his thousands of troops for preliminary shooting.

Full of confidence can no longer describe Zhou Shaoming's current mood, he sat behind the monitor, looked at all the crew members in the venue calmly and indifferently, and when they were all ready for the things in their hands, they turned their heads to look at themselves, just waiting for themselves to give orders, and then work together to start creating another world, Zhou Shaoming's heart will be full of pride.

This is my crew, this is my world, I make history, I create miracles!

This makes the blood boil and the feeling of filling the soul is here again!

The surging passion in his heart surged like a tsunami, Zhou Shaoming tried his best to control the slightly excited expression on his face, the sparks in his eyes kept shining, he waved his hand vigorously, and said loudly to all the crew members who were looking forward to it: "action!" ”

"Resident Evil", Scene 1, Act I, Begins! ――

"Guys, you're going to play the role of chasing the zombies of the protagonist for a while, so run with all your might, run with all your might, like a 100-meter sprint! From here, all the way to that end, it's OK! Zhou Shaoming said to more than a dozen extras who played zombies, his bright black eyes were full of confidence and perseverance.

"Run? Shouldn't zombies be slowly soaring and walking like stroke patients? Someone asked, confused.

"Why do zombies walk slowly?" Zhou Shaoming smiled and asked rhetorically.

"Uh...... In the previous movies, zombies were like that! Everyone looked at each other and said with some embarrassment.

"Well, that's right, in the previous movies, zombies were like lame legs and moved slowly. But why do our movies have to be like them? Zhou Shaoming lit a cigar and blew a smoke ring.

"This ...... Could it be that Mr. Smith, you want to subvert the image of the zombie in the past and surprise all the viewers? Someone finally got the hang of it, and he couldn't say whether he was shocked or admired looking at Zhou Shaoming.

"Bingo! Congratulations, you got it right. I have long said that movies are the expansion of human dreams and the extension of imagination. It brings countless possibilities or impossibilities to every audience, amazes them, excites them, and makes them unforgettable. Zhou Shaoming lit some cigarette ash and said to everyone: "What we have to do is not just to copy the classics mechanically, not just to simply tell the story. We want to build this zombie world more perfectly, create something unexpected, and complete it terrifyingly. Even though you're only playing roles in my movies that don't even have lines, what I want to say is, even if it's just body language, make us different! ”

Listening to Zhou Shaoming's words, all the extras were a little excited, and a few words made the whole mood eager to try, wanting to show their style in front of the camera.

"Then we'd better have it all at once, otherwise it takes the strength of the milk to run wildly, and if you go a few more times, there will be panting zombies on the camera, haha!" Someone was joking with good intentions, and the joke was full of smiles on everyone's faces.

"So, let's be more serious! Alright, now it's time to shoot! Zhou Shaoming also smiled, applauded everyone, and signaled the crew to prepare to start filming.

"Buzz!" , The strong wind of the blower blows up all kinds of waste scattered on the street, creating a panicked background atmosphere, on the camera, more than a dozen zombies are crazy, 100 meters of charging wildly, the steps of rising and falling are like thunder, bringing up the fallen leaves that are blown away by the wind.

"Roar!" screaming in his mouth, his bloody arms are eager to stretch out, these are the characters that the director doesn't care about at all in other scenes, but as if he is the protagonist, he seriously implements Zhou Shaoming's intentions, which makes him clench his fists behind the monitor.

"Good, good! This shot is great! Zhou Shaoming waved his hand at everyone excitedly and said encouragingly, in front of him, there were more than a dozen zombies who were a little panting, but still showed a hideous smile.

(To be continued)