Chapter 37: What a reward

After trying a few more scenes, Yue Yan was stuck with the strong side every time. forced the director to collapse a little, and joked that Yue Yan was an innocent boy.

"Come!" For the fifth time, Yue Yan took a sip of water, took a deep breath and went on the field.

One minute after the start-up, with a "pop", the audience stayed in place.

"Gan, Gantang?" The director didn't shout the card this time, and his braincase hurt a little. What did he just see, did Gan Tang directly slap Yue Yan?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my question, director, let's just do it again." Yue Yan was stunned for a few seconds and quickly reacted and waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, action—wait, makeup artist, touch up Yue Yan's makeup, her face is swollen." The director looked at the display screen and held his forehead, "The whole audience will take a twenty-minute break, and you two will have a good time." ”

Xie Zhiliang wore glasses today, and he leaned back in his chair and looked at Yue Yan and Gan Tang not far away, and his eyes behind the lenses were inquiring.

I've known Yue Yan for two years, but it's the first time I've seen him so afraid of a person.

Gantang ...... The little girl will even be so shy that she has red ears when she speaks, and she is afraid of her?

"Boss, Brother Miao said to let you call back, it seems to be Director Gu's business." Ah Heng walked over, leaned over and whispered.

Xie Zhiliang glanced at him, but he didn't vent his dissatisfaction with an assistant.

"Zhiliang, Director Gu said that there will be a cameo tomorrow."

"This old man is not finished." Xie Zhiliang took his mobile phone and walked to the side where no one was, his voice low and unhappy.

What could Brother Miao say, so he had to persuade him with the few words he had said repeatedly, "It's hard to find a good script these days, and I've already walked fifty steps, so I simply finish the rest." ”

"What about the new director and the script?"

"Don't want to win a prize?"

"These awards are just playthings in this circle and that circle, if they like to play, let them play, I have no interest in getting involved." Xie Zhiliang sneered.

"Take the trophy and smash it." After Brother Miao finished speaking, he found that the other party had already hung up, and shook his head helplessly.

A bunch of bedbugs in this damn circle, taking someone else's glorious dreams to do their shameful deal. Self-employed people like them want to get started, don't even think about it! Only when you get the book of an old corpse turtle in the circle like Gu Dong can you get a stepping stone, and you have a chance to compete for the award. And only when you win the prize, you have the opportunity to get a better book.

By the time Xie Zhiliang finished calling, Yue Yan and Gan Tang had already taken the last shot, and now it was Gan Tang's turn to get stuck.

The director's hairstyle is completely messed up, and he is slumped in his chair at the moment, and he doesn't even bother to shout a card.

The people in this crew are all wonderful, and the simpler the scene, the more difficult it is.

"Gan Tang, you have to play love him, love him, love, love, do you know, love him, not hate him!" The director went crazy again, stood up and shouted.

"Remake, remake! Shoot directly from the close-up of Gantang! "Fuck your uncle's shot to the end, shoot a ball, and don't have to sleep tonight if you shoot it.

"Kakaka, take a ten-minute rest, Gantang, you think about it." The director threw the walkie-talkie directly and got up to go to the toilet.

"Little Tangtang—"

"Get out."

Gan Tang was in a very bad mood tonight, maybe he had just finished Xie Zhiliang's anti-black link, or he recalled Zhao Yige's incident two years ago. In short, when I saw Yue Yan's face, I wanted to pump him.

"The little girl is in a bad mood today?" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from above his head, Gan Tang raised his head sharply, and met Xie Zhiliang's gaze.

Suddenly, I felt that all the boredom in my heart was gone.

Is he still willing to deal with her?

"Shoot well." Xie Zhiliang glanced at the director who had returned, and got up to leave with a smile.

"Is there any reward for taking a good picture..."Gan Tang lowered his head and whispered to himself.

"What reward do you want?" As a result, Xie Zhiliang heard her talking to herself, and squatted down to look at her.

"I... I can't figure out some of the scenes, can I ask you when the filming is done? Face... Face. ”

"For example, why doesn't Lingqi get fat when he eats meat every day?" Xie Zhiliang smiled.

"Ah, I, I..."

"Yes, I'll be waiting for you at the first right turn entrance of the cloister when it's over." Xie Zhiliang gently pressed her head, "I wish your turtle a happy eighty birthday." ”