"Qing Qing, who is this?" Outside the studio, a staff member looked up and down at Song Yanshu and asked in a puzzled manner.
"Oh, my assistant. He has a bad cold and is worried about spreading it to everyone." Mu Qingqing grinned awkwardly and put the matter in the past.
In this way, we just cast a curious look at each other and went to work. A professional assistant with a bad cold, no one is interested. Fortunately, I didn't notice the difference.
The staff member who just came up to talk to him was just symbolic. After greeting Mu Qingqing, he began to be busy with his own affairs.
Mu Qingqing was relieved that she had never been so flustered. However, when he introduced song Yanshu to others as his assistant, he was inexplicably dark and cool for a few seconds. He was the film emperor who was half the sky red, although he did not know at this moment.
Mu Qingqing grinned and looked for song Yanshu's eyes. He deliberately lowered his baseball cap and joked, "little assistant, I have to refuel today."
Although song Yanshu wore a mask and baseball cap, Mu Qingqing saw him turn his eyes helplessly.
Although Mu Qingqing thought that song Yanshu was just greedy for fun, he deliberately sneaked into the studio to watch the shooting progress. But in fact, song Yanshu's mood is not relaxed, even can be said to be worried. When Mu Qingqing's attention is elsewhere, song Yanshu is basically observing everything on the set, trying to find something unusual.
"Let's go, let's go in..." After making a few jokes about song Yanshu, Mu Qingqing regained his solemnity and turned to the studio.
At this time, before the start of work, there are many workers coming in and out of the gate. There was some confusion in the transportation and installation of equipment, the lighting assistant, the field service, and the work and supervision personnel on the side of the advertiser. However, it gave song Yanshu an excellent environment to cover up his identity, as well as an opportunity for people with ulterior motives.
Song Yanshu answered casually, and was about to turn around and follow Mu Qingqing. A car caught his attention at the place where his eyes crossed. A white Maserati sports car is quietly parked at the corner of the gate of the film factory. Song Yanshu takes a look at the license plate of Jiangcheng. He seems to have seen it before, but he is not sure where he has seen it.
After all, there are not a few luxury cars like Jiangcheng, and the Song family also has one. But song Yanshu felt that the tail number of the license plate seemed a little familiar. Even the pink plush ball decoration hanging on the interior rearview mirror seemed to have been seen somewhere. Thoughts are trapped in the memory, unable to find the direction.
"What are you looking at?" Seeing that song Yanshu didn't follow him, Mu Qingqing turned back and touched song Yanshu's body with her elbow.
Song Yanshu just regained his mind and pulled his eyes back from the car. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Oh, nothing. I just saw the deputy director and found that we had cooperated before. We confirmed it."
Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and gave a slight smile. She lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "today is not the time for you to recall the past. Don't expose your identity!"
"Wordy!" Song Yanshu sighed coldly and stepped forward into the set.
When everything was ready, Mu Qingqing changed her clothes and painted a rather delicate make-up. Mu Qingqing's exquisite figure is revealed incisively and vividly in a black tight leather dress, which is sexy in the handsome. Even the staff who are used to these things can't help but look at Mu Qingqing.
Her temperament can really control any kind of dress up, which is bold and gorgeous.
Song Yanshu's eyes in Mu Qingqing couldn't help staying for a few seconds. A trace of reminiscence flashed in her heart. Over the years, it seemed that the woman had been honed to perfection by years. What kind of experience can I have such a detached and free temperament? I can't help but feel heartache when I see Mu Qingqing and song Yanshu.
Twenty minutes later, the shooting began, and the lighting was still being adjusted.
While Mu Qingqing is making up, the director talks to her at the same time. Song Yanshu understood the content.
The first scene of muqingli's performance is not in accordance with the theme of the film. The blower simulates the scene in the wind. The opponent points a gun at Mu Qingqing. After a few lines of dialogue, Mu Qingqing goes forward to fight with the other party, but is shot in the lower leg by his opponent.
Although it sounds simple, it is also very difficult to actually shoot.
When song Yanshu listened, he couldn't help but sigh. Foreign directors really dare to rely on the green screen to complete everything. But on second thought, after all, Hollywood's production and technology of computer special effects are quite powerful, which saves a lot of inconveniences of outdoor shooting and setting.
The action director is carefully telling Mu Qingqing about the martial arts action in the first scene. Song Yanshu seems to think of something in an instant. Taking advantage of no one's attention, he slips out of the rest room quietly.
"That's it. You have to push your waist hard, and the whole person will dodge to this side Do you understand? " Finally, confirm and instruct Mu Qingqing.
Mu Qingqing nodded while gesticulating, "I understand...""OK, all in place. Shoot in five minutes!" Seeing this, the director used an unskilled Chinese sentence and yelled in his voice.
When she is familiar with her actions, Mu Qingqing reviews her lines and looks at the corner of the rest room, only to find that song Yanshu is no longer in the lounge.
"You see song..." Mu Qingqing grabbed the make-up artist and almost let out his mouth. He was busy and more upright, "no, did you see my assistant? The one with the hat and mask? "
"It seems that I just went out..."
Mu Qingqing has no choice but to go out of the rest room and look for it everywhere, but he never sees song Yanshu.
Where are you going? No one will find out!
Mu Qingqing murmured and complained, but her eyes were searching neatly in the studio. Although she knew that song Yanshu was not a fool, she was still worried that song Yanshu's identity would be inadvertently exposed. After all, this is the first time I have cooperated with such a famous international director. If something goes wrong and affects the shooting, it will not do any good to Mu Qingqing.
What's more, Mu Qingqing doesn't want the news about herself appearing on the headlines, and it's the scandal and gossip that can't be explained clearly.
"Miss mu, ready, the director is urging!" A staff member came over in a hurry, urging.
"I see. I'll come here..." When Mu Qingqing calls song Yanshu, the phone call is unanswered. She has no choice but to let him go and shoot by herself.