Global Film Emperor

Chapter 22 Filming Begins (Third Update!)
"Hello, Brother Jia. The director asked me to act with you. The next scene will be between us."

The lead actor was recording a short video on his phone. After hearing Lu Ze's words, he uploaded the video first and then waved to Lu Ze.

"Come sit down, Sister Xia. Pour this guy a glass of water. Have you memorized all your lines? Just act out the scene as you're supposed to. It won't be long anyway."

Perhaps it's human nature, or perhaps he hasn't made it big yet and doesn't have that inflated ego. The lead actor, who was in his thirties, was quite easy to talk to and even handed Lu Ze a glass of warm water, which made Lu Ze feel a little flattered.

"Just follow my pace from now on. Don't rush, but don't go too slow either. The rest is up to you. I can't control how much you cry or how scared you are. Just follow me, understand?"

"Don't worry, Brother Jia, it's fine."

The two sat down and read their lines aloud. The male lead seemed quite satisfied, so he didn't say anything more and continued scrolling through his phone. Lu Ze, on the other hand, held a disposable paper cup in both hands, cleared his mind, and repeatedly recited his lines in his head.

"Brother Jia! You and the special effects team are ready! This scene is over!"

The shouts of the production crew came from afar. The two stood up. Lu Ze let the male lead go first, and then followed him to the director's side.

"Have you finished rehearsing?"

"I've finished talking to the director."

"Alright, you can go now."

After listening to the director's instructions, the two went down into the trench and walked in two different directions. Lu Ze stood in front of the camera, listening intently to the clapperboard and constantly building up his emotions.

"The Legend of the Anti-Japanese War, Act 37 in Hengdian, begins!"

In this scene, Lu Ze is a lowly soldier, while the male lead is a regimental commander. After the Japanese soldiers have finished their attack and retreated, he inspects the situation of the position.

The camera initially focuses on the male protagonist, walking towards Lu Ze from a distance, constantly reminding his soldiers to reinforce the trenches and personally helping them tidy their appearance.

Until he came to Lu Ze's side
After personally straightening Lu Ze's collar, he heard a sob.

At the same time, the third male lead next to him reacted quickly, kicking Lu Ze and yelling, "What are you crying for! Stop it! Our Third Company doesn't have cowards like you! Stop it!"

Commander Jia waved his hand, stopping the company commander from continuing to beat and scold Lu Ze. He put Lu Ze's hat back on and patted the dust off Lu Ze's shoulders.

"Why are you crying?"

"Commander, our platoon is wiped out! I'm the only one left! They're all dead!"

When Lu Ze looked up, two bright, sticky snot dripped from his nostrils, looking quite disgusting, which startled the male lead and the third male lead.

"Cut! What are you guys thinking about! Deciding what to eat tonight? Let's do it again!"

The male lead and the third male lead sighed miserably. Oh well, they got scolded again. It was indeed their fault, but if Lu Ze hadn't been crying so hard and snotting his nose so vigorously, they wouldn't have been distracted, and they might have gotten it right in one take.

Lu Ze took the tissue the crew member threw to him and wiped his snot. He hadn't expected his snot to come down with him today. They were filming right now, so he didn't dare wipe it! He could only shake his snot to startle the lead actor.

There's no other way, let's start over!
"Why are you crying?"

"Commander, our platoon is wiped out! I'm the only one left! They're all dead!"

"You can't cry! My soldiers! They only bleed, not shed tears! Wipe your tears clean! Which squad are you in?"

"Reporting to the regimental commander, it's Zhao Tiezhu from the third squad of the second platoon of the third company!"

"After this battle, you'll be the squad leader."

Patting Lu Ze on the shoulder, the regimental commander continued walking forward. The company commander, perhaps feeling a pang of sympathy, sighed and took a pancake from his pocket, handing it to Lu Ze.

"Eat your fill so you can fight well. Remember that, no crying!"

But his words only made Zhao Tiezhu cry harder, though he was trying to hold it in, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably. The regimental commander had barely walked two meters when he suddenly heard a "whoosh" sound and immediately roared, "Take cover! They're firing!"

The explosives planted by the pyrotechnician were detonated, and the flying dirt hit Lu Ze on the head. The male lead and the third male lead ran back, and the camera then focused on Lu Ze.

Amidst the flying shells and mud, Lu Ze didn't care about getting dirty. He took big bites of the biscuit, stuffing his mouth like a hamster.

"Tiezhu! Stop eating, you son of a bitch! Are you a reincarnated starving ghost?! Lie down! Or you'll be blown up!"

Another extra started rehearsing his lines, grabbing Lu Ze's clothes and yelling. He was quite strong, almost pulling Lu Ze to the ground. "What do you know! I'm just here to fight the Japanese! Don't talk nonsense! Maybe after this battle I'll be your squad leader!"

"You damn squad leader! You'll talk after you survive!"

The extras finished their lines, and Lu Ze swallowed the whole pancake in one gulp. He didn't know how much dirt he had swallowed, but he choked and felt nauseous. He grabbed his gun and was about to stand up when the explosion happened again. Dirt splattered all over Lu Ze's head, causing him to immediately crouch down, clutching his head.

"The Japanese devils are attacking!!"

As soon as the shout was finished, all the actors immediately took up their guns and crawled on the trenches to start firing. After a short while, an extra who had just finished rehearsing his lines was hit by a bullet and rolled down into the trench.

"You bastards! You Japanese, I'll fuck your ancestors! I'll fight you to the death!"

Zhao Tiezhu's eyes instantly turned red, and his veins bulged; he looked like he was about to devour someone.

The director looked at the monitor and nodded in satisfaction. Lu Ze's performance met his standards perfectly. Although the plot was a bit awkward, which he knew, Lu Ze's performance was still quite good. He thought that with the addition of background music and slow motion in post-production, the tragic atmosphere would be brought out immediately.

At this moment, Zhao Tiezhu stood up excitedly because of Genzi's death, which made him a target. With a snap, he was shot. The camera turned to his face, and Zhao Tiezhu looked into the distance in disbelief. Then he bit open the blood pack, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He was then shot again.

He tried to hold on, to raise his gun and fire another shot, but was shot again. Zhao Tiezhu fell, his head thrown back into the trench with a thud.
"OK, this one is approved."

At the director's command, the battle immediately ceased, and the extras left the set as usual, creating a chaotic and disorderly scene.

"Hey buddy, all done? Get up."

The extra who had just acted with Lu Ze jumped up from the ground, called out to Lu Ze, and helped him up.

"Holy shit, who cleaned up the trenches? Why are there still pebbles? Damn it, this head of mine is going to be smashed! I'm bleeding!"

When Lu Ze fell, he felt his head hit something. Even with a hat on, the pain was quite intense. It almost made him gasp for breath. When he was helped up, he wiped the back of his head and found his hand covered in blood.

"No way? Your blood is all over the back of your head, is it fake blood?"

"Let's go, I'll go up and take another look. Thanks, buddy."

Lu Ze scrambled up the trench, then plopped down on the ground, panting heavily, and rubbed his head.

"what happened?"

The director was in a good mood and, seeing Lu Ze, the hero, sitting on the ground, kindly asked him a question.

"He hit his head and is bleeding."

"What are the production crew doing! There are still stones down there! Check again! If anyone else bumps into something, you're all fired! Go check on them, medical staff!"

The director yelled, and then the on-set doctor came over to take a look. He had indeed bumped his head and was bleeding, but the wound wasn't big. Lu Ze didn't feel dizzy, and his vision was fine. He only needed two stitches.

He got stitched up on set without going to the hospital. The doctor told Lu Ze to go home and take some anti-inflammatory medicine, and that there was nothing seriously wrong.

He had just stepped out of the doctor's tent and was about to settle the bill. His job was that simple, but it was very difficult to show tension in his performance.

"That special recruit! Come here, what's your name?" The director called Lu Ze over and asked.

"Lu Ze".

"The production crew gave us three thousand yuan as compensation for our work injury."

"Thank you, director, thank you. Am I alright now? I'll be going now."

"Wait a minute."

Lu Ze had just taken a step out when he heard the director's shout and turned his head in confusion.

"Stop being an extra, go register as a member of the Actors Guild and get credited with our production team."

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Thank you to the three generous donors: Boy Who Yearns for the Sun, Thin Young Man, and Slightly Smiling! Thank you all!
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