Chapter 780

There are always some amazing similarities in reality. The crew of Princess huanzhu saved the last part of Zhu Di's play and waited for boss Jia to make a guest appearance.

The "Titanic" crew also left the story of the Chinese people who didn't shoot in the end, waiting for our boss Jia to shoot in person.

"Mr. Jia, you don't have to be too nervous. Just act as you normally do!" James Cameron said to our boss Jia with a pleasant attitude before filming.

This makes other members of the crew who have worked with our director Cameron for more than a year feel incredible. When did the director have such a pleasant face, and he is still a Chinese.

Alas, if these people knew that more than 70% of the funds for the whole film were provided by our boss Jia, they would understand why James Cameron was so kind.

"What if I screw up?" boss Jia asked with a smile.

"It's all right. We have other professional actors to help you. Even if the performance is really bad, we can trim it through editing or some later means, so you don't have to worry, Mr. Jia, just think of it as a game!" James Cameron's implication is that in case our boss Jia really doesn't perform well, we can directly delete the plot and facial close-up, Or simply adjust it later. In a word, boss Jia's performance is not important, it's just to satisfy our big investors.

"Then I'll rest assured!" boss Jia smiled, and then met his other professional teammates.

Because eight Chinese people appeared in history, James Cameron also found seven Chinese actors for boss Jia. These should be actors who have been wandering in Hollywood for a long time. There won't be too much problems in acting.

"Good morning, everyone!" boss Jia said warmly to his seven companions without any airs.

"..." as a result, no one responded to boss Jia. They all looked at our boss Jia like fools, which made our boss Jia very embarrassed.

"Are you aiming at me?" boss Jia frowned and asked. He was already a little angry. How can he cooperate well with his teammates.

"Mr. Jia, that's the case!" at the critical moment, a drama manager of the crew hurried over and said in some very fluent Chinese "Mr. Jia... These seven... Actors... Actors, although they are all Asian faces, they... Are all American actors. They grew up... In... In... On the land of the United States, so their Chinese is not very... Good. I can't understand what you mean!"

"What! You let a group of people who don't understand Chinese play Chinese laborers!" boss Jia was stunned on the spot.

"Mr. Jia... Don't be angry... As long as it's all Chinese faces... Faces... Isn't that all right?" the drama director said quickly.

"That's enough!" boss Jia was too lazy to listen to the poor Chinese of drama, and said directly in fluent English, "I'll try!"

Boss Jia resisted his displeasure, and then joined the seven people, who were obviously very unhappy with boss Jia, a Chinese speaking alien, with tears full of contempt.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's shoot the first scene, that is, the story of you burning a boiler in the boiler room. Please prepare and let's put on makeup first!" said the on-site deputy director, and then the makeup artist and dresser began to make up for everyone.

In fact, the clothes of boss Jia's eight people are relatively simple, because eight people are boiler workers, and in the high temperature environment of the boiler room, wearing clothes is completely an act of looking for death. The actors tie a circle of rags around their waist, and then work directly with their muscles exposed.

However, in order to make the bodies of these white and tender actors look like boiler workers in the boiler room, makeup artists also need to turn the skin of both sides into bronze skin.

On this point, we must praise the American crew. They are really true in details. They not only turn boss Jia's white and tender skin into bronze workers' skin, but also draw a lot of burn scars on his body, showing the state of working in the special environment of boiler room.

There was no problem with all this, but the problem was that when the crew was ready to connect boss Jia with a string of braids, boss Jia exploded on the spot.

"What disgusting thing is this? I will never wear this kind of thing!" boss Jia grabbed his braid and threw it out a distance of more than ten meters.

"This..." the whole crew was shocked by boss Jia's behavior. They stared at boss Jia and didn't know how to deal with it.

Boss Jia is definitely the first actor who dares to directly throw away the props of the makeup artist.

"What are you doing? Do you have a little professionalism? How can you lose important props!" the crew and makeup artist couldn't help but accuse boss Jia directly in fluent English before they spoke.

This man is one of boss Jia's Chinese compatriots... Oh, to be exact, one of the American actors who play Chinese.

"It's not an important prop. It's a wrong prop. It's a prop that shouldn't appear at all! We Chinese shouldn't carry this stupid money mouse tail braid." boss Jia snorted coldly.

"Fart, do you understand Chinese people? Chinese people live their whole life with this stupid braid. Although I think this braid is stupid, there is no way. Who wants me to play a Chinese!" the man touched the money mouse tail just stuck by the makeup artist behind his head, Said with great professionalism.

"Yes, my grandfather told me that the Chinese people in that era had such a stupid braid behind them. This is the sad history of the Chinese people. There was no mistake in the props!" another American actor stood up and said in fluent English.

Soon, other actors also stood up and began to help. They all accused boss Jia of such unprofessional behavior of abandoning props. Finally, they immediately said that boss Jia didn't deserve to be an actor at all. They asked boss Jia to get out of the crew. He didn't have the qualification to be an actor.

When these American actors accused boss Jia, they were magnificent, occupied the commanding height of morality, condescending and arrogant, and acted on behalf of heaven to crack down on the sacred glory of unqualified actors

"Did your elders really teach you history?" boss Jia snorted coldly after being repeatedly criticized by these people, and then said, "do any of you know the revolution of 1911?"

"The revolution of 1911?" the other seven people were stunned, as if they had never heard of the word.

"No wonder!" boss Jia said coldly. "The revolution of 1911 was a revolution in China in 1911. After the revolution of 1911, the rule of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties came to an end, and all Chinese people cut off the stupid braid behind their heads."

"So after 1911, the Chinese people no longer have that stupid braid behind their heads, and the sinking of the Titanic took place in 1912, so the Chinese people of this era do not have this stupid braid behind their heads!"

"..." obviously, none of the seven actors had studied history, at least Chinese history, so they were confused by boss Jia's words and didn't know how to explain.

"I have a question. I'm curious!" looking at the seven guys in front of me, boss Jia suddenly asked curiously, "are you seven really Chinese Americans?"

"I'm not a stupid Chinese, I'm a Fusang!" a man said immediately, as if the identity of Fusang was so noble.

"I'm also Fusang!"

"Me too!" as a result, three of the seven people were Americans of Fusang descent.

"I'm not your stupid Chinese, I'm of Korean descent!"

"Yes, I am also of Korean descent!" the other two people whose eyes are small and have become a seam also said.

"I'm Thai!" well, the sixth person is not Chinese. Boss Jia finally can only focus on the seventh person. This guy is also the guy who just said that grandpa told him that money mouse tail braids are things. This guy's eyebrows are also completely Chinese. This guy should be a genuine Chinese!

Just when boss Jia guessed so, the seventh guy said disgustingly, "I'm not Chinese, I'm from Wan!"

Very good. Among the seven people, six are not Chinese, and one is not Chinese, at most, a Chinese dog.