Chapter 242

A few days later

Sichen media building

Mengsi Office

"Oh, little Mo Mo, you are hardworking and energetic. You live on chicken blood every day, but the rest of us are not. How can you finish a TV play of more than 70 episodes so soon." Meng Si twisted his orchid finger and looked helpless.

Han Mo worked overtime in only a few days to finish all the scenes of Prince Guo, and gave Zhang Liguo a dead order to complete all the shooting within a month. For a TV series with more than 70 episodes, it is impossible to complete the task.

Zhang Liguo, the old guy, likes Han mo. Han Mo asks to be quick, and he really follows. They are like fighting chicken blood all day. Han Mo also soaks in the studio every day and sits behind the monitor. Some lenses Zhang Liguo thinks it can pass, but Han Mo still doesn't think it can. He has been shooting until he is satisfied.

At first, when Han Mo only secretly visited ban Shuya, everyone thought that the producer was very kind. Although he didn't talk much, he was gentle and had no temper. But when he sat behind the monitor and started his work as a director, he immediately became more serious and harsh, much more terrible than director Zhang, like a different person.

The actors are afraid of him. Even Cheng Rui, who most admires Han Mo, doesn't want Han Mo to come to the set now.

From time to time, an actor's agent comes to Meng Si to complain that shooting one play of the legend of Zhen Huan is more tired than shooting three at the same time.

Meng Siyu said to Han Mo with a long focus, "our speed is very fast now. Generally, a TV play will be delayed for a year and a half. It will be shot this year and put on the satellite TV Channel tomorrow. Why should we catch up with this progress? It won't be released until next year."

"I want to broadcast this year." Han Mo said plainly

"Xiaomo, don't joke with me. It's already October. Is it broadcast this year? That's not funny. " Meng Si nodded all kinds of air on Han Mo's face and smiled.

Meng Si has invested in so many TV dramas that he has never been able to broadcast in two months. This is crazy. He subconsciously thinks Han Mo is joking.

Han Mo got up, still serious, turned and left, "I'm not kidding. Prepare me for the schedule in December. Is there a problem?"

"No, but..." before Meng Si finished, he watched Han Mo leave in a hurry, helped his bow tie and put his hands on his hips, "but I don't believe you can finish shooting, hum!"

Suddenly Meng Si's cell phone rang, and there were three words "yecha" on it. Meng Si suddenly stood up, looked flustered, and quickly ran out of his desk. While running out, he shouted to little pangxie's office, "someone will come to me and say I don't."

It might be strange to see the boss running out in such a panic a few days ago, but at the moment, little pangxie didn't even get up when he heard the boss's words, but he made a noise. First, it's because it's useless for him to get up. The boss is running faster than the rabbit now.

Another reason is that it's no wonder to see strange things. Since Meng Si scolded Peng ye for menopause a few days ago, this is the end in the next few days, which is more terrible than mice seeing cats.

......

afternoon

location

Han Mo sat next to Zhang Liguo. He didn't want to urge the shooting. He told Zhang Liguo his ideas before, and director Zhang was also supportive and willing to cooperate. However, the real shooting is different from what was agreed before. Everyone is inert, especially the actors. The weather is bad, the mood is bad and the state is bad, There are always various reasons that affect the shooting progress.

There are reasons why he insisted that the TV play be broadcast in December, when others don't know these reasons.

At the moment, the actors on the set already know the power of Han mo. as long as someone says, "Mr. Han Mo is coming." Everyone is like a tight law and dare not neglect it for a moment.

Han Mo and Zhang Liguo are two completely different states. Zhang Liguo likes to shout loudly on the set and hold a loudspeaker. His tone is very fierce. It sounds scary, but he can be accommodating and not so strict.

But Han Mo never yelled at anyone, but he wouldn't let go of every detail. No one could get away with it in front of him.

Compared with the two people, they are more afraid of Han mo. they are always tepid, but they are awed and can't produce resistance, because they don't get angry with you at all. Just let you shoot well, they can only shoot it again and again until Han Mo is satisfied.

"Mr. Huang, your eyes are very good, but it's a little early. When you turn around, you pass them."

"Li Na, move forward."

"Take a seat."

"Light, light, come on."

When Han Mo was there, Zhang Liguo basically didn't speak. At first, he was a little skeptical. Can Han Mo see it? After all, writing a script and making an excellent work into a TV play are two very different things. However, when Han Mo sat next to him and began to guide shooting, Zhang Liguo was convinced.

And he admired Han Mo even more. He felt more about shooting than himself. Even if he asked some questions with a discussion attitude, Zhang Liguo was still speechless and could only nod his head to agree with Han Mo's proposal, because what others said was really right.

That's why he was willing to do his best to cooperate with Han Mo and finish shooting in the time he expected.

Now there is no Shen Mei's play. She doesn't dare to neglect it. She obediently stands outside the field to study. When it's her turn to shoot, she can make as few mistakes as possible.

Gao Meili gently touched Shen Mei with her elbow. "Even Miss Huang has been called twice today. Be careful later. I didn't expect that Mr. Han Mo would sit behind the monitor like a different person. Thanks to his part-time director, if he really directed the whole play, I think... "

"I think you will make faster progress." Guan Hui interrupted Gao Meili, "Mr. Han Mo is the most serious and responsible director I've ever seen, and also the most talented. Of course, our director Zhang is also good, but he seems to be a little less than Mr. Han mo."

one day

Two days

Three days

......

Time slipped through her fingers, but the shooting progress seemed to be frozen. She didn't stop for a minute and a second. Shuya was also very tired. She was the heroine, and the play was the heaviest and most. Han Mo's crazy shooting progress should be the most tired.

However, if Shuya doesn't support Han Mo's request, who will support it? No matter how busy and hard, Shuya tolerates it. She wants to be the backing of Han mo.

After such a long time of intense shooting, the actors gritted their teeth and insisted. They used to feel bitter, but later thought about it. Han Mo is harder than them. They can occasionally have a rest when they don't have their own play, but Han Mo can't. He has to tighten his nerves all day and supervise every detail. Everyone is relieved to think of it.

Today is an important day. Everyone is here. Whether there is a shooting task today or not, as long as the actors who have participated in the film have come to the shooting scene.

At the moment, Shuya is in front of the camera. Han Mo is facing the monitor. His slightly restrained eyebrows are gradually stretching. He still says in his calm tone, "this one is over."

Yes?

Yes!

Everyone present cheered and Shen Mei even shed tears. During this time, she was filming almost all except sleeping. She was under great pressure every day. She didn't know she had such great potential.

"Great, kill green."

"Green, green."

"Finally finished."

"Don't say finally, it took us less than a month. It's a miracle."

"Yes, miracles. It's hard. Everyone's hard."

"Director Zhang has worked hard, and teacher Han Mo has worked hard."

For a moment, the scene was boiling. Everyone cheered and hugged each other, celebrating the joy of killing green.

"Let's go to the celebration party."

"Yes, director Zhang, celebration banquet."

Zhang Liguo was also very happy. He was an old man who didn't laugh. Just when everyone was cheering together, he was also excited. At this time, he was looking at Han Mo with questioning eyes.

Han Mo smiled. "The celebration banquet is not urgent. Let's stay until after the TV play is broadcast. That's the real celebration."

Everyone knows what Han Mo means, but he is still a little depressed.

Han Mo coughed softly. "There's no celebration banquet, but you still have to eat the green rice. It's my treat. You can fix it."

"Mr. Han is powerful."

"Gasp, Mr. Han mo."

"I want seafood."

"You're greedy. I'm allergic to seafood. Change it."

Han Mo glanced at everyone who had fallen into the celebration mode at the moment, but his eyes fixed on someone and quietly walked over.