Chapter 89

I have to admit that although "Tony" teacher is a little feminine, his craft is still good. Han Fei changed into a white suit and black leather shoes. The whole person looks publicity and exposed, and he really looks like a domineering president.

"Great, another one on the side, yes, hold it, that's it." the photographer kept adjusting the shooting angle and light.

After almost three hours, the expression on Han Fei's face was a little stiff. The photographer was satisfied.

"Go and take a look at the fixed makeup photo for Wan Dao. If there's no problem, I'll finish work."

Big beard is losing his temper on the set at this time. There is no way. Today's film is a gang fire play, and the number of group performers is close to 800. How to arrange and schedule is a difficult problem. Moreover, for most group performers, acting is just a job of eating. When the deputy director makes a speech, most people go in the left ear and out the right ear, There was a lot of trouble at the scene.

Plus the time of starring ng, it's almost noon. There's no one. It's rare that bearded didn't tear down the crew.

As soon as the assistant photographer was ready to go, he was held by a field manager.

"Sleeping trough, you're not dying? This time to provoke beard? Don't you see that several deputy directors are hiding from him now?"

"Ah?" the photographer assistant secretly scolded himself for bad luck: "then I have to report to director Wan, otherwise our family is not easy to mess with."

The assistant photographer, determined to die, took the tablet and walked to the beard.

"A group of sons of bitches......" when he walked in, he heard that bearded was scolding. The photographer assistant shivered. It happened that bearded turned his head. They were stunned and looked at each other.

Bearded was upset: "why? Don't bother me with trivial things all day. I'm not your nanny. If I can't work, get out of here. I don't raise idle people here."

The assistant photographer was crying and was scolded so hard that he didn't dare to say anything, but things always had to be done. He picked up the tablet in his hand and was facing the beard.

Beard took a look, took the tablet and nodded as he looked.

The assistant photographer's feet were soft, but when he looked through Yu Guang, he found that beard didn't pay attention to himself at all. However, he wondered that there seemed to be only Han Fei's fixed makeup photo in the tablet. How could beard see his eyes shine? Isn't this a gay?

"OK, perfect. Go and tell Lao Chen that Mike's makeup will be counted according to this way in the future. Go!"

"Oh, OK, OK."

The assistant photographer woke up like a dream and hurriedly ran away. He just stopped him and looked silly. Didn't he get scolded? It's not scientific. Is bearded in a good mood today?

With the attitude of trying, the field manager was ready to respond to some situations with beard. However, the result was naturally that he was caught by beard and scolded. The field manager was so bitter: what's the situation?

Han Fei had been hungry all morning. When he saw that he had sent meals, he was ready to get the box lunch. Jiang Qinghou jumped out of nowhere and pulled Han Fei aside.

The same lunch box, but after opening it, he found that there were a lot of meat dishes, fish and meat. Han Fei wondered: "lying in the slot, how much is this lunch box?"

"Seven dollars." Jiang Qinghou wolfed down.

Han Fei looked like "I don't read much. Don't lie to me." come on, seven yuan is so good. Is the restaurant owner charitable

"You don't understand that." Jiang Qinghou explained while eating: "I said that seven yuan is only on the surface. It's good to give four yuan to the restaurant owner. What the group shows eat are cabbage gangs or something. We eat these commonly known as [special offers], understand?"

Han feilue thought: "do you mean that those in charge of logistics take kickbacks in order to block your mouths, so they specially add meals to you?"

"Smart, don't look at the appearance of the crew. In fact, there are a lot of shit smashing garlic. However, everything changes. It's always dealing with people. It's just two words - being a man." Jiang Qinghou motioned Han Fei to eat while it's hot.

In the afternoon, Han Fei was all right. It wasn't his turn to play. Anyway, he was idle, so he just hit Jiang Qinghou.

In his busy schedule, beard found that his man No. 3 was helping Jiang Qinghou do some sundries. He smiled imperceptibly at the corners of his mouth, but pretended not to see it and continued to dispatch the scene.

Jiang Qinghou, the so-called deputy director, is really similar to the busboy. He is the one who broke the props for the group performance, and he is also the one who gave the speech to the group. He is still the one who arranged the leading stars.

Han Fei admired that although the scene was once very chaotic and countless people shouted "Hou Zi", Jiang Qinghou did not mess at all and took several field affairs to fight the fire everywhere. This kind of knowledge can never be learned in the classroom, at least he can't do it at present.

What shocked Han Fei most was the on-site shooting. The shooting started at the same time in four aircraft positions, as well as boom cameras and UAVs looking down from high altitude. Hundreds of group performers fought each other in several streets.

"No wonder bearded movies are always banned in the mainland." Han Fei felt that he couldn't see them.

What's more interesting is that the scene of the confluence of the two sides looks very chaotic. In fact, all the scenes are arranged. It seems that there is a lively fight here, but a group of people outside the lens are watching the excitement.

Moreover, the real play is all done by martial arts people, and the group performers have only one role - supporting the scene. At the beginning, the scene of hundreds of people waving baseball bats and steel pipes hedging in several streets is still very shocking.

In the next half a month, there was no play by Han Fei, but he was not idle during this period. He ran East and West with Jiang Qinghou, and his understanding of the specific things of the crew also improved greatly.

"Alas, aren't you curious when the first female entered the group today?" asked Jiang Qinghou when he sent dinner at noon.

Han Fei turned his eyes: "it's not a big star. What can I be curious about?"

"She is actually quite famous in Baodao. She is called the new generation of national goddess. I saw the fixed makeup photos and she looks good." Jiang Qinghou turned out a photo from his mobile phone.

Han Fei took a look, not to mention, he was still very white and beautiful, but a man actually had a picture of a strange woman in his hand, which made it difficult for people to believe that the goods were pure in thought.

"Ah, here she is." Jiang Qinghou pointed to a younger sister who came to the crew surrounded by several assistants.

Han Fei subconsciously looked at it. He was wearing a white dress. His hair should have been hot, with some irregular waves. His long brown hair looked particularly bright against the sun. It was much higher than Han Fei thought. It should be about 1.7 meters. The only drawback was that he was thin and some parts were not prominent enough.

"She is mo ruoshue?"