Global Film Emperor

Chapter 105 Preparing for Filming
"Hello? Director Zhuang."

Did you know it snowed in Qiqihar last night?

"I didn't check the weather forecast."

"Filming can begin now. Buy a plane ticket to Qiqihar tomorrow, let me know the time, and I'll be waiting for you at the airport."

"it is good."

Lu Ze hung up the phone and put it on the bedside table. Since he got the system, he has never had trouble sleeping. It's just that the bed is a bit too soft and it's a little tiring to sleep on.

There was a splashing sound outside. Lu Ze got up and opened the curtains. Sure enough, it was raining outside.

Lu Ze loves rainy days. Listening to the sound of rain outside makes him feel especially peaceful, whether he's doing something or sleeping, and his heart can calm down.

The food that Jiang Wenshu and I ate last night hasn't been cleaned up yet. Now I'll clean it all up, put it in a trash bag, carry it downstairs, throw it in the trash can, and then go back to the room.

Lu Ze bought a coffee machine and brewed himself a cup of coffee. He didn't know when he started to like the bitterness of coffee, but now his habit is to have a cup of coffee in the morning and a cup of tea in the evening.

He carried his coffee to the table by the window, tilted his head to look out, and took sips of coffee every now and then. He liked this quiet life; having time to clear his mind every day was indeed a very comfortable thing.

"Ding dong."

Jiang Wenshu replied to the message, telling Lu Ze that she had arrived in Sichuan Province and that the flight was not delayed due to the rain in Shanghai, so Lu Ze could rest assured.

He replied to Jiang Wenshu, then called Wang Zixuan and asked her to buy plane tickets. After she bought them, he sent the flight information to Zhuang Yu.

He went back to his room and took out the script, his own biography, and his autobiography. He looked in the mirror, slowly, slightly hunching his back, his eyes somewhat vacant.

Not satisfied with the look, he vigorously rubbed his hair a couple of times, making his already long hair look like a messy bird's nest.

I hadn't shaved for several days, so I went to the bathroom to fix it. I shaved my naturally growing mustache into a stubble shape, but I left the hair on my chin untouched and let it grow naturally.

This look instantly made Lu Ze look seven or eight times uglier. Looking at the bathroom mirror, his gaze was calm, but then he became dazed again. He slowly touched his face with his right hand, grinned, and smiled in a somewhat silly way.

Once she regained her composure, she sat back in her chair, gently flipping through her biography and autobiography, then referring to the script, occasionally muttering her lines.

I studied until noon, ordered takeout and ate a quick bite, went out for a walk in the neighborhood, came back and took a nap, and will continue studying after I wake up.

When it comes to clothing, he always travels light, never bringing anything extra. Besides a change of clothes and two pairs of shoes, he only brings a phone charger and a power bank.

Unlike other actors who bring three or four suitcases when filming, almost like they're moving their whole house, Lu Ze never puts on airs. Filming is a hardship; I've never heard a serious actor say that filming is a luxury.

After packing a suitcase and a backpack, I went to the bathroom to wash up and then went to bed.

"Zixuan, are you sure you can manage dressed like that? Brother Liu, let's go to the mall and buy her some clothes."

Lu Ze glanced at Wang Zixuan's clothes: a white trench coat over a black sweater, and thick-looking pants. He pinched her leg and found she was wearing black leggings underneath.

This kind of outfit is certainly enough for Shanghai, since it's a type of clothing that's easy to wear and you'll feel cold no matter how much you wear. But it's a different story in Heilongjiang Province, which is the coldest province in all of China. It's pure physical attack; if you don't wear more layers, you'll freeze solid.

"No need, Brother Lu, I'm already wearing a lot of clothes. I'll get hot on the plane if I wear any more." She refused as a matter of course. Lu Ze had long understood that Wang Zixuan always wanted to help others solve their problems, afraid of becoming a burden to others and holding Lu Ze back.

I reckon that even if she's really cold in Harbin, she'll clench her teeth and keep quiet.

Liu Bin was quite familiar with Wang Zixuan and knew what kind of girl she was. After listening to Lu Ze's words, he ignored Wang Zixuan's objections and went straight into the mall.

He wasn't going to Heilongjiang Province this time because the crew had a driver and didn't need him, which relieved him. If they were filming for two or three months, and it was the coldest time there, minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius, people could freeze to death in just two hours.

When Wang Zixuan came out, she was wearing a white trench coat over a thick down jacket, and thick cotton pants underneath.

Wearing a white cotton hat, a mask, and the thickest gloves, she looked noticeably heavier, like a penguin, making even raising her hand a challenge. It was indeed quite hot in Shanghai, and her face was flushed from the heat.

After dropping the two off at the airport, it was almost time to board. The two said goodbye to Liu Bin, checked their luggage, and hurried to board the plane. After takeoff, Lu Ze took a vitamin pill.

He has barotrauma of the middle ear, which is not very serious, but if he doesn't eat some fruit or vitamins, his ears will definitely feel uncomfortable after getting off the plane. If the plane lands too fast, he might even have a headache for a whole day.

After a flight of more than two hours, the two landed at Qiqihar Sanjiazi Airport.

Hearing from the airplane announcement that the temperature was -8 degrees Celsius and the wind chill was -14 degrees Celsius, Wang Zixuan was shocked. After collecting her luggage, she quickly put on her hat and gloves at the airport, and finally tried to put on her mask with her unbroken gloves. She nodded to Lu Ze.

As Lu Ze emerged from the airport with his luggage, a gust of wind blew over him. He was dressed warmly, but having grown accustomed to the temperature in Shanghai, he immediately shrank his neck. The cold wind in Qishi was no exaggeration; it was indeed quite strong.

"Wow"

Wang Zixuan exclaimed in surprise. She had never been to Northeast China in winter before, and as a girl from Zhejiang, she had rarely seen such heavy snow.

The airport is also dealing with the snow. Large snowplows are pushing big clumps of snow, piling them up, and then trucks are hauling them away. The snowfall the day before yesterday was very heavy, eleven centimeters deep, and it was already above our shoes.

"Lu Ze! Lu Ze! He's here!"

Lu Ze spotted Zhuang Yu from a distance. Zhuang Yu was wearing a bulky cotton-padded coat and earmuffs. He waved to Lu Ze. Since they had become superior and subordinate, Zhuang Yu no longer needed to address Lu Ze as Mr. Lu Ze.

"Director Zhuang."

It has been proven that no matter if you are a gentleman, a scholar, a high-ranking government official, or a wealthy businessman, as long as you come to the world's second coldest metropolis with a population of over one million in winter, there is no one who doesn't know how to tap dance.

Zhuang Yu has lost his refined demeanor and now resembles a black-clad driver waiting for fares. He has his hands tucked into his cotton-padded coat pockets, keeps stamping his feet, his face is red from the cold, and his lips are cracked from the cold. He doesn't even dare to smile.

"It's too cold, let's get in the car and go."

Behind him was a Land Cruiser. After Lu Ze put his luggage away, he and Wang Zixuan got into the car. Zhuang Yu fastened his seatbelt, started the car, and left the airport.

Lu Ze took out his phone and checked the map. The filming location had been decided. It was in a small fourth-tier city next to Qishi, called Baiqing City (a self-created city).

It's relatively close to the airport; it takes about an hour and a half to get there.

Zhuang Yu turned on the car stereo and played a piano piece. The car's air conditioning was very warm, and a wave of drowsiness quickly washed over Lu Ze. He closed his eyes and took a nap, and they arrived at their destination.

(End of this chapter)