"Ouch, brother, I won the lottery, 50,000."

Xiaojun beside Heipi looked at the pull ring, with a look of surprise and joy.

"Huh? Five, fifty thousand? So where is this? ”

"Look here." Xiaojun took the can and pointed to it, "I have to go to Beiping." ”

"I haven't been to BJ, how can I get this?"

"Hey, then you can sell it to me, and I'll give you five thousand dollars."

Listening to the two singing and harmonizing, Brother Dao sighed slightly, now it's time to appear by himself.

"Hey, comrade, the family has 50,000-"

Huo Yunting leaned forward as he spoke, and the words suddenly stuck in his mouth.

Good guy, the feeling of this little pile of fat on the stomach is also very real.

I patted my hand, and I could vaguely feel the waves of flesh rolling.

Heipi and Xiaojun looked at Brother Dao who suddenly patted his belly with a stunned expression, why did he suddenly shoot a belly dance in the middle of the performance?

Deception is the same as acting, paying attention to a silky smoothness. Brother Dao is stuck, this scene can be regarded as a waste. Even if it is a repeat performance, the people around you can see the clues.

However, Huo Yunting's actor quality still allowed him to continue to finish this play, but after less than half of the performance, the people had already run out.

The two rows of seats were empty except for their brothers, and the rest of the passengers were crowded far away.

Faintly, Huo Yunting could still hear someone complaining about himself.

"These liars are estimated to have just entered the industry, and they acted so deliberately."

"It's obvious at a glance that it's a liar......"

"Brother Dao, has there been a little harvest this morning?"

"You two are so bad at acting, reflect on it. Write me a 10,000-word review today. ”

After that, Huo Yunting leaned back on his seat and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The black skin with a confused face and Xiao Jun were eye-to-eye, and they didn't know what to say for a while. But he didn't dare to go up and disturb Brother Dao.

Huo Yunting closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, in the past, he dreamed of substituting himself into various worlds, all of which were film and television works he had watched, and he had a general impression in his heart.

But this time, just by reading the script, I can simulate a complete set of pictures in my mind......

This is because I have listened to the script from Xiaojun in the past few days, and I have a deeper understanding of the camera shots or something, and I can sketch the picture described in the script in my mind?

Or is it that my illness is more serious?

Huo Yunting secretly thought to himself in his heart, this Cannes Film Festival has hurt him a lot, and he stayed with so many people today, and he stayed for half a month.

I guess my own stable value has been almost consumed.

Listening to the "rumbling" of the train, a hand suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

When I opened my eyes, it was black skin.

"Brother Dao, I think it's because we failed this time because I didn't get Xiaojun'er and I right. The next time I deliberately splashed this coke on him, he lost his temper with me and said wouldn't it be better......"

"Dididi"

"Dididi"

As soon as the alarm clock rang, Huo Yunting suddenly opened his eyes, what trains, cokes, and pull rings no longer existed, and he was lying on the big bed in the hotel, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

Rubbing his head, he looked at the storyboard script at the head of the bed that was going to come with Yue Xiaojun, and was a little stunned for a while.

What is this? Advance screening?

In addition to the fact that his illness is more serious, the speed of time in the dream is also strange. He spent one night after Yang Guo's life, and it was also one night for him to change a pull ring with someone on the tram.

No matter how long or short I have experienced this story, every time I wake up, it is 5 o'clock in the morning. Could it be that you can only experience one story per night? Where is the logic?

But after thinking about it again, his illness itself has no logic, so he let go of this idea.

After changing his clothes, he went out to buy breakfast, ran around the street twice, and after coming back to wash up, Ning Hao was knocking on the door one by one.

The director personally called the bed, and the style was also low enough.

I won't go to the Luohan Temple today, and go directly to the tram to shoot the scene of the Coke scam.

The Luohan Temple is easy to discuss, and renting a temple can also generate income. But it's hard to get a train, not to mention having to rent a whole car. Ning Hao talked with people for a long time before they reluctantly agreed.

Originally, Huo Yunting also made a suggestion to Ning Hao, but he really couldn't build a carriage with a few baffles, but he vetoed it.

"It's too fake to take a carriage, what to do with the scene outside the window? The use of special effects seems virtual and unreal. ”

Huo Yunting tugged at the corners of his mouth and rolled his eyes.

What the hell do you want for the cost of more than three million? Could it be that you can take a special carriage like Feng Xiaogang to come out?

It's just that Ning Hao insisted on this, and he couldn't persuade him again.

As the saying goes, the opportunity must not be lost, and if you miss it this time, you will not have a chance next time.

It was a group of people who hurried to the tram side.

The space of the train is not large, so there are not many people who go, two photographers, actors, a lighting engineer, plus Ning Hao and Wang Xun.

The reason why he is called Wang Xun is because he has a strong influence in the Bashu area, and the group performances on the tram are all local residents of Chongqing.

The reason why people are willing to come is mostly because of Wang Xun's face.

As for why you are looking for local residents instead of group performances, because local residents may be cheaper than group performances for the sake of Wang Xun's face......

On the tram, those group performers were still chattering excitedly, and most of them were starring in movies for the first time, and the picture was fresh.

The actor was in place, and when he heard the Coke, he stuffed it into Huang Bo's hands.

Ning Hao was still mobilizing the group performance, Huo Yunting looked at Huang Bo who was holding a Coke, and suddenly thought of what Heipi said in his dream last night.

I splashed him on him when I turned on the Coke.

"Director Ning, I don't know what to suggest here-"

"Come on, come on, all the actors are in place. That big sister, sit down for trouble. After greeting everyone, Ning Hao looked back at Huo Yunting, "Old Huo, what did you just say?" What do you recommend? ”

"Oh, it's okay, you shoot first, I'll tell you when this one is finished."

"Don't, don't." Ning Hao, who was holding the script in his hand, hurriedly interrupted him, "If you have a suggestion or an idea, say it first, don't waste Coke." ”

Don't waste Coke...... Huo Yunting's face twitched a few times.

"I just think it's a bit dry, too deliberate. This contradiction between Heipi and Xiaojun was not created. ”

"It's better to let Heipi splash this Coke when he turns on Coke, and then Xiaojun will dislike it again."

Ning Hao was slightly stunned, pondered in his heart, his eyes lit up, this idea has a taste.

So he stopped the two photographers and began to sketch and change the script. Huo Yunting also came to his side, recalling last night's dream and making suggestions from time to time.

Listening to Huo Yunting's golden and jade words, Ning Hao nodded, wrote hard in the notebook, and stopped after a while, his face was a little strange.

looked at Huo Yunting, who was on his waist with one hand, and scratched his head again.

Who the hell is the director?

(End of chapter)