【Tianli Feng Shui Numerology Museum】

Looking at the advertisement in the newspaper, and then at the feng shui numerology hall upstairs in front, King Xie frowned and walked up the steps upstairs.

"OK, it's over, next shot!"

“Action！”

Go to the 2nd floor and step down the hallway.

When King Xie B came to the door of the numerology hall, he reached out and knocked on the door.

"Dangdang..."

"Please come in!"

Hearing the voice, he pushed open the door, and a female Taoist priest with heavy makeup appeared in front of King Xie B.

"Excuse me, do you look at physiognomy, fortune-telling, or feng shui?"

The female Taoist priest Li Bingbing raised her head and glanced at King Xie B, then lowered her head again.

"OK, that's it, next shot."

At this point of shooting, Yang Hao took off the radio headset on his head, and then raised the walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Lao Zhang..."

"Yes, director."

"When shooting in the numerology hall, the camera is one."

“OK。”

Photographer Zhang Jiarui gestured to Yang Hao, and then asked his assistant to help and put the camera stabilizer on himself.

"Lao Wang..."

"Yes, Director."

"See where Li Bingbing is sitting now?"

"See."

"The dysprosium light is placed behind her, two meters away from her, the angle is 45 degrees, the reflector and Li Bingbing, and the dysprosium light are in a straight line, and the reflector is one meter away from Li Bingbing, but be careful not to appear in the camera lens."

“OK。”

When the lighting engineer Wang Yu heard Yang Hao's order, he immediately took his men to decorate.

"Sister Bingbing..."

"Yes, Director."

Suddenly hearing Yang Hao's greeting, Li Bingbing was a little nervous.

Could it be that I didn't act well just now? Or maybe you have a problem with your lines? After all, this line was created by vitiligo for himself.

"Well, Bingbing, you acted well, especially the lines you conceived."

Just when Li Bingbing was worried, Yang Hao gave her a thumbs up.

"Sister Bingbing, next, do you need me to help you smooth out your lines?"

"No need, Director."

Receiving praise, Li Bingbing was in a very good mood.

"Director, I'll try to play it first, and if you see something inappropriate, let's change it."

"Good!"

Yang Hao nodded, and gave Zhang Mo, who had been following him, a look.

Zhang Mo understood, and immediately raised the clapperboard in his hand.

“Action！”

Looking left and right, looking back and forth, observing this small numerology hall for two minutes, King Xie B sat down in front of the female Taoist.

"If you don't look at physiognomy, you don't look at feng shui, and you don't count hexagrams."

"So..., what are you doing here?"

"It's just that I've been unlucky for the past two days, and I've been having nightmares, I want you to help me see what's going on?"

"Birthday?"

While Li Bingbing asked, he took out three chopsticks from the side and pinched them in the palm of his hand.

"September 16, 1980, 3:00 p.m."

Filming normally, director Yang Hao didn't shout to stop, but Li Bingbing took the lead in raising his hand.

"Director, I'm sorry, I have to do the math, because the birth date of the hexagram generally refers to the lunar calendar."

"yes, okay."

Seeing that it was a reasonable request, Yang Hao didn't say anything, and agreed that Li Bingbing and her assistant would check the calendar at the shooting site.

And just as they were flipping through their mobile phones, Xu Fan, who had been following Yang Hao and hadn't spoken much, suddenly came over.

"Director, I discovered your secret."

"Oh..., what?" Yang Hao was a little curious.

To be honest, I have a lot of secrets.

Two lives as a man; Dude just wants to drink cold water and is afraid of stuffing his teeth; In fact, Li Mei is not dead, she has undergone plastic surgery and changed her name with the assistance of her buddies; Well, also, buddy's personal bodyguard Qin Chuan actually served in Ouchi before...

Yang Hao was thinking about it, and Xu Fan spoke.

"Director, I found out the secret that you shoot actresses very beautifully, that is, when the role played by the actress needs to be beautiful and seductive, you must use one camera to shoot, not two, four or six."

Hearing this, Yang Hao was really a little shocked.

Since the buddy's debut, many people in the industry have said that the girls in Yang Hao's lens are really beautiful, no matter from which angle, they are extremely beautiful.

But these insiders have also come to visit their own shooting, but they still don't know where the secret of their special charm is when they photograph girls?!

Unexpectedly, today, this little shooting skill was broken by Xu Fan.

That's right, if you want to shoot a female character well, you have to use a camera to shoot it, and then use the lights to create a layering of her facial contours and body contours at the same time.

As for the fact that if you insist on saying that you are different from other directors or cinematographers, it is that you have AI in your head, and just by looking at it, you can immediately judge what angle to use and what kind of light intensity is the most suitable for shooting.

"Hey, hey..."

Seeing that Yang Hao didn't speak, Xu Fan was very happy and gently pushed him with his elbow.

"Director, if you don't want your secret to be known by your peers in the circle, then invite me to dinner tonight.

Well, I want a separate opportunity to eat. ”

"Okay, no problem!"

Yang Hao smiled and agreed.

In the past two days, buddy has eaten alone with Shu Qi and Wang Fei, and now you are not the only one, not to mention that it seems that you still have something to say.

……

The two finished chatting, and Li Bingbing also searched the calendar.

"Director, it's time to start shooting."

“OK！”

Yang Hao nodded.

Zhang Mo immediately raised the clapperboard in his hand.

“Action！”

Three household chopsticks, round head down, pre-standing on a smooth tabletop.

And while putting the chopsticks, the female Taoist priest Li Bingbing still had words in her mouth.

"There is a man, named Guanghao, 31 years old this year, born on the eighth day of the eighth month of the Gengshen year, and has been in a little trouble recently, I want to ask who is the divine pestering this son..."

"I want to ask who is the divine pestering this son..."

"I want to ask who is the divine pestering this son..."

It's a little embarrassing.

The female Taoist priest who was holding three chopsticks in her hand put them six times in a row, and the three chopsticks still couldn't stand.

"Uh..."

"OK, that's it, next shot."

After two years of running-in, the team has long cooperated tacitly, Yang Hao, who was sitting behind the director's monitor, just shouted to stop on the walkie-talkie, and He Haihong led the two staff members of the props team into the shooting site.

A staff member wiped the tabletop, a staff member poured glue on the three chopsticks and glued them together, while He Haihong, the leader of the props group, used professional tools in his hand to dig a small pit on the smooth tabletop, and then put the glued three chopsticks in the pit to stick...

After all this work was done, there was no problem with touching the three chopsticks with his hand, and He Haihong made an OK gesture to Yang Hao.

"Director, no problem."

“Action！”

The chopsticks stood 6 times, but they didn't stand, and the female Taoist priest Li Bingbing was a little embarrassed.

What made her even more embarrassed was that the chopsticks that King Xie B inadvertently picked up actually stood upright on the table.

Stretching out his fingers to push, he couldn't push them down.

"Uh..., excuse me, you're also a great dancer?"

(End of chapter)