Chapter 742: How is it another tragedy 7
A moment later, when Su Xiaoli wore a red cloak and a furry hat and walked towards Su Mu on the white snow, Su Mu only felt as if he had suddenly returned to twelve years ago.
That winter, there was a goose-feather snow in the sky, and she was the same, wearing a red coat, and walking slowly towards him in the wind and snow.
Su Mu looked at her gaze and involuntarily became gentle.
"Okay, are all the departments ready? Why are you going to start shooting? After the camera was set up, Su Daonian picked up the loudspeaker and asked the staff present loudly.
"Ready." The staff present replied in unison.
"Then let's start shooting." Su Daonian said to the staff of the props team: "Prepare the blower, and immediately shoot the scene where Mu Mu is blown down by a snowstorm in the snow." ”
“OK。” The staff of the props team responded to Su Daonian.
Su Mu turned his head and glanced at Su Xiaoli who was standing beside him, and smiled: "I'll go first." ”
"Hmm." Su Xiaoli nodded, holding the hand warmer in his hand, standing beside Su Daonian, watching him prepare to shoot.
"Three, two, one, let's go!!" After Su Daonian shouted, the staff next to him immediately turned on the blower and began to blow at Su Mu.
The snow on the branches of the trees was blown off by the blowers, and some fine snow chips were instantly scattered in the air.
Su Mu withstood the wind and snow, step by step, and walked towards the woods with difficulty.
The photographer in the back immediately held up the camera and followed step by step.
Su Xiaoli looked at the picture in the monitor, and after watching it for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Dad, didn't you say that this scene is a snowstorm and raging weather??" But today, the sky is clear, so we only prepared a blower, not artificial snow? ”
Su Daonian glanced back at Su Xiaoli, who was standing beside him, his eyes full of doubts, and couldn't help but smile and said: "Silly girl, as long as there is a blower, those heavy snow and dark oppressive skies can be relied on in post-production." ”
"I see!" Su Xiaoli suddenly realized.
She had always thought that only those special effects that would glow were post-produced, but she didn't expect that even the weather could be post-produced.
Su Mu on the screen, after walking forward for a while, finally collapsed from exhaustion, at this time, the staff who had been prepared next to him immediately held two large baskets of collected snow and fell towards Su Mu with his head and face.
The photographer walked around to Su Mu and took a close-up of his face, which was buried with only two eyes left.
"OK, very good!!" Su Daonian raised his loudspeaker and said loudly to Su Mu, who was buried by the snow: "This one has passed." ”
The two staff members who had just poured snow towards Su Mu immediately pulled away the snowdrift and quickly gouged out Su Mu.
Seeing this, Lin Jiu hurriedly greeted him with a hand warmer and said, "Brother Mu, hurry, hug Nuan Yinuan." ”
Su Mu took the hand warmer in Lin Jiu's hand, held it in his arms, and his body trembled involuntarily.
"Brother!" Su Xiaoli also hurriedly ran over, looked up at Su Mu's lips that were already a little purple from the cold, and said worriedly: "Brother, are you okay??" ”