Chapter 228 "Entertainment Intern" (33)

Chapter 228 "Entertainment Intern" (3-3)

Qin Jue arrived at the location informed by Fang Youwen early in the morning.

His choice was very clever. The road section here is not the best for shooting outdoor scenes, but it is relatively the quietest and least likely to be disturbed by people.

Although you can also learn from the formal crew to set up a cordon on the set in a decent manner, after all, it is a temporary set-up of manpower, and you don't know what kind of surprises are waiting. Youwen is very self-aware about this.

Not long after Qin Jue arrived, Nie Xingliang came.

He had a pair of sunglasses on his face and a fisherman's hat on his face. He was dressed in a disheveled manner, but his posture was inexplicably weird, as if a child had sneaked out to play without telling his parents, sneaking around on tiptoe.

"Just him?"

Qin Jue, who was wearing an inconspicuous gray sports suit, was perfectly hidden among the people behind the scenes. It was a bit funny to see Nie Xingliang's appearance.

Without an agent or assistant, this kid really ran away secretly, right?

She shook her head and ignored it. While Nie Xingliang was putting on makeup in the temporary shed, she continued to discuss the details with Fang Youwen.

In terms of action direction, Qin Jue has truly won awards, and is much better than them in terms of experience and performance. It was obvious that Fang Youwen and Yuan Xiao conceived the scenes and plots together, but they turned out to listen to Qin Jue's instructions. Absolutely speaking, he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said "yes, yes, yes" continuously, like two repeaters.

"You still have to study hard." Fang Youwen was both sad and grateful.

At his current level, he could only describe to Qin Jue, "Here I want to kick someone, and the picture needs to be cool." However, Qin Jue could immediately refine it and turn the ordinary "kicking someone" into "shortly swinging from the enemy." He dodged under the opponent's legs, rushed forward, stuck one foot on the opponent's ankle, hooked and bumped into it, and at the same time used the force to perform a reverse roundhouse kick"...

Screenwriter Yuan Xiao's feelings are very realistic: Oh my god.

"Are you okay?"

Qin Jue pulled up the extra who was cooperating with her in the drill and patted the dirt on his back.

"it's okay no problem."

When the actors put on a serious face, they looked stern and stern, not like good people, but when they smiled, they were surprisingly honest.

"I feel like this place..."

Qin Jue smiled at the extras, holding the rolled-up temporary script in his hand, and went to discuss it with Fang Youwen again.

When the crew went on location, the program team of "Entertainment Intern" also sent cameramen to follow her, recording her efforts and contributions in the behind-the-scenes footage.

"Wow! Okay, okay!"

Yuan Xiao immediately became excited after hearing Qin Jue's words, "This will definitely be very handsome when shot!"

"Uh, but..."

Fang Youwen went through Qin Jue's demonstration in his mind. There were cameras surrounding him. It was not convenient to speak directly, so he said tactfully, "Will Xingliang be injured? I think it will be quite difficult."

"Take another look." Qin Jue was very skilled, "Try it first, and if it doesn't work, change it."

"Okay." Fang Youwen nodded.

They started work very early in the morning, it was just dawn, and it was only seven or eight o'clock when Nie Xingliang came out of the temporary dressing studio.

The makeup artist did not cover up the dark circles on his face. According to the plot, this senior high school senior also spent the whole night squatting, so a haggard look would be more appropriate.

"Come on, come on, what are you going to do?"

Nie Xingliang was so excited about acting that he couldn't even see how sleepy he looked before putting on makeup.

"Have you eaten?" Qin Jue asked first.

"Toast with milk and a banana." Nie Xingliang answered quickly.

"That's okay." Qin Jue nodded slightly.

There are several slides and rolls in the action design. Doing it on an empty stomach will make you feel nauseated.

Fang Youwen didn't know how he coordinated it, but two large mats were pulled over next to the set, specially used for rehearsing the scenes.

While Qin Jue was moving step by step with Nie Xing and Liang Shun, he and the camera director Zhang Yue stepped into position and set the scene.

A week alone is nothing, but when it comes time to start shooting, I wish I could break one minute into two minutes.

"cool!!"

Nie Xingliang became even more excited after seeing Qin Jue's demonstration and was eager to try.

"Pay attention here." Qin Jue pointed out the key points for him and raised his finger to point to the ground not far away. "There are no mats when filming. If you don't step on the right place, you may have to land on your face."

"Tsk, what a big deal!" Nie Xingliang raised his chin again and shuddered.

"It's nothing serious." Qin Jue complained casually, "You have said so. When the time comes, the company should not come over to touch me."

"Damn." Nie Xingliang said subconsciously, then quickly covered his mouth and whispered, "Can you not let go of any pot and pick up which pot!"

Qin Jue made a sound: "Do you really want to touch me?"

"I don't care about it!"

Nie Xingliang glared at her, his aura dropped and he was a little depressed, "Oh, they are so annoying. It took a lot of effort for me to climb over the wall."

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Qin Jue was speechless and amused: "You have been in the industry for more than ten years, why are you still hiding from your parents like a child?"

"..." Nie Xingliang was even more speechless than she was, and muttered, "My manager is my mother."

Qin Jue was in awe.

"Then it's too difficult for you."

"Really?" Nie Xingliang seemed to have found someone who could listen to his complaints. He poured out the beans as if he was heartless. "They insist on letting me go with those marketing packages. Oops, they also have to do full-body hair removal every night. During the bath care, the essential oil smelled like toilet water, and it’s so delicate that I can’t even touch it, ugh.”

He grinned.

"I'm here to be an actor! I'm not just a porcelain doll in the window, so boring."

Qin Jue laughed.

"Okay, if your agent really comes to find you, I will take the blame."

"How can it be called taking the blame?!" Nie Xingliang jumped up and glared at her, "Acting, can acting be called an accident? That is called dedication to art! Use your great principles to convince her!"

"...I'm not a pyramid schemer." Qin Jue reached out and tapped the child's head, "Hurry up and keep practicing."

Nie Xingliang was really more able to endure hardships than Fang Youwen imagined. After a whole day of several action scenes, he had several bruises on his body. He sat on the ground with his neck hunched while Qin Jue sprayed bruise spray on the wounds, but nothing happened. After more than ten seconds, the power was broken, and I screamed in pain.

"The voice is quite loud."

Qin Jue was extremely cold and unmoved, like a ruthless man in a white coat giving a spanking injection to a child in a clinic, his movements steady and ruthless.

At the end of the day, Nie Xingliang looked at her as if he were seeing a doctor. When he saw Qin Jue raising his hand, he couldn't help but tremble in his legs. It was purely psychological shadow and conditioned reflex.

Fang Youwen, who had been tired all day, slumped down on the small bench and touched his hairline, which was becoming increasingly dangerous, and couldn't help but sigh: "Xingliang is really the first person to break up in a human drama."

He looked impossibly serious in the frame.

"You can't judge people by their appearance." Yuan Xiao sat next to Fang Youwen, "Hey, I've learned a lesson."

Although Nie Xingliang was a little bit loud, in terms of professionalism, he really passed the passing mark. If compared with some celebrities who call themselves actors, it is far beyond the standard.

Of course, Qin is definitely not within this comparison range. She is basically a person from another world in the eyes of Fang Youwen and Yuan Xiao.

"Hey, Lao Fang, I want to change the script."

Yuan Xiao suddenly touched his chin.

"What do you want to do again?"

Fang Youwen took a breath.

This Yuanxiao, to put it mildly, is a typical newspaper writer, the kind of person who writes online articles and then stops updating them after reaching the climax.

Yuan Xiao showed a smile that seemed questionable: "Hey, let's add a little more depth to the work."

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