Global Film Emperor

Chapter 221 Shooting scene
Feeling a slight heaviness on his belly, Lu Ze woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes, sighed, looked at the lame cat sitting on his belly, reached out and rubbed its head, hugged it closer, and stepped on his chest. The two stared at each other, and then... gave Lu Ze a slap on the head.

"Holy crap, did they really hit me?"

Grabbing its forelegs, Lu Ze lifted it up and shook it a couple of times before putting it aside. He yawned, opened the electric curtains, set the timer to play "What Kind of Woman Is This?", got up, put on his slippers, scratched his head, took off his pajamas, threw them into the laundry bin, and went into the bathroom.

Spitting out the last bit of toothpaste foam, rinsing my mouth, I quickly dried my hair with a hairdryer, applied shaving foam, shaved off the beard that had grown overnight, patted on some toner, put on a bathrobe, and went to the kitchen.

First, prepare the cripple's breakfast and put it on the ground. The rice cooker with the timer has already cooked the porridge. There are boxes of pickled vegetables in the refrigerator. I fried two eggs and put them on the table. I picked up the remote control on the table and turned off the record player.

"Xiao Ai, turn on the TV."

"Today in Shanghai, it will be sunny with occasional clouds. The high will be 22 degrees Celsius and the low will be 16 degrees Celsius. The air quality is good, so we recommend everyone to go out."

He picked up a spoon and took a sip of porridge, glancing up every now and then at the weather forecast on TV. The lame man at his feet was also eating happily. This guy was used to hardship, and now that the food was better, he ate like a whirlwind.

It's been a week since Lu Ze moved to his new home, and he's gradually gotten used to the rhythm of life here. He won't go back to his old rented house in a daze anymore. Although it's a bit big for one person, it's cozy with the cripple by his side.

After the meal, I threw the dishes into the dishwasher, put on a tracksuit, and wore a pair of mismatched sneakers. I opened the cat carrier, and the cripple naturally crawled inside. The cat carrier was quite large, with enough space for the cripple to move around, and since he's not one to move around much, he seemed to enjoy being inside.

With his cat carrier on his back, he left home, took the elevator, and greeted his neighbor. This neighbor, who lived on the 22nd floor, was meeting Lu Ze for the first time and excitedly asked Lu Ze for an autograph. Lu Ze readily agreed and even took a photo with him.

The neighbor was walking his dog and chatted happily with Lu Ze. When they reached the entrance of the community, Lu Ze said goodbye, opened the door of the van, got in, and Liu Bin drove away.

Lu Ze has changed a lot. He is no longer so indifferent when he meets strangers and takes the initiative to accept new things. This is the influence that Jiang Wenshu has brought to him. He is facing each day with a positive attitude, starting to try to face life with a smile, and paying attention to the beautiful details in life.

An hour later, the car stopped in front of an office building. He put on a hat and sunglasses, entered the lobby, and made way for office workers in a hurry to get to work. The elevator was a little empty, so he got in and pressed the button for the thirtieth floor.

"Cube Effects Studio" is a top-tier special effects company in China. They were the ones who did the CG work for "Eta". Lu Ze has been coming and going here frequently these past few days to do some motion capture training. Today, filming officially begins.

Good morning, John. Good morning, Old Lee.

"Good morning, Lu! You look very handsome today, friend! Good morning, cripple!"

Good morning, Mr. Lu.

After entering the studio, I pressed the button on the coffee machine by the door and greeted the two employees who were clocking in at the front desk, receiving a smiling response in return.

Holding his coffee cup, Lu Ze followed the two into the corridor, discussing some mistakes that motion capture should avoid. The passing employees all greeted Lu Ze with a friendly "Good morning." They had all gotten to know each other well over the past few days and liked this down-to-earth superstar very much.

Filming officially started today, and the staff began setting up the set. Lu Ze changed into a professional motion capture suit, but the hood was a bit tight, causing him to develop a double chin. As a result, before the light spot was installed, he became an "invisible man" in front of the computer.

Sitting in the chair, Lu Ze handed the cripple over to Wang Zixuan to take care of, opened the script, and softly recited Oderais's lines. This was the first time he was not playing a human, but a Western fire dragon.

Interestingly, although the script provides the world view of "Aita" and the background story of Oderais, the system does not generate new courses, as if it ignores scripts that are not human.

Lu Ze didn't panic because there were no courses to refer to. After all, he was an excellent actor. If he couldn't handle the CG of a game character, then he would have wasted all these years.

"Brother Lu, let's go record the audio first and get the background music ready."

A female employee called out to Lu Ze, saying that the scene wasn't ready yet, so they shouldn't keep him waiting and should get the voice-over done first to save time.

So Lu Ze dressed like a thief and followed the female employee to the recording studio. He took off his hoodie, tidied his frizzy hair, took the warm water Wang Zixuan handed him, and took a small sip. Coffee is a kind of stimulating drink. Although he wasn't there to sing, so drinking some wouldn't hurt, his voice still needed to be in good condition for recording.

He opened the script and placed it on the music stand, put on his headphones, pinched his throat with his right thumb and forefinger, cleared his throat, took a sip of water, and gave the recording engineer a thumbs up.

As the recording lights came on, Lu Ze took a deep breath, focusing on a point three inches above his navel. He lifted his abdomen, compressing his diaphragm, and slightly closed and lowered his falsetto, reducing his voice to its lowest level with some bubbly sounds. After glancing at the script and confirming his lines, he slowly began to speak.

"I, Oderais Kradmeso, master of flames, lord of Sallans, end this world in the name of Kradmeso."

"Betrayal. Greed, the despicable thing hidden beneath the sunlight. I can smell you, filthy human. I have slumbered for three thousand years, and the flames have slept with me. Now I will awaken, with the raging flames that will burn the world. I will find you and burn you to ashes." Everyone knows that voice can be controlled; you can adjust your voice to be deep or sharp. But to reach a certain level, you need very professional training, like a voice actor.

In the system space, Lu Ze also underwent specialized training in controlling his voice. Although he was tone-deaf, he was very professional in controlling his voice and breath.

The voice is like a subwoofer, with a strong bubbly quality. The entire voice is magnetic and incredibly deep, enough to give goosebumps to anyone sensitive to sound. This texture is especially pronounced when recorded on top-of-the-line professional equipment.

The sound engineer listened quietly, feeling so comfortable he was almost reaching a climax. It wasn't music, so it wasn't pleasing to the ear, but a deep, resonant sound was the ultimate expression of masculinity, and Lu Ze was displaying that masculinity perfectly at that moment—he was incredibly manly!

"I will end this stinking world."

The recording indicator light turned green, and the sound engineer gave Lu Ze a thumbs-up, speaking into the microphone to tell him which lines needed adjustment and which parts were over-timed and needed to be re-recorded. Lu Ze indicated that he understood, but he felt that this middle-aged man, the sound engineer, was looking at him with a shy expression and he didn't know what the hell was going on!
There weren't many lines of dialogue, and Lu Ze's control over his voice was incredibly steady. Only one line of dialogue was recorded more than three times, and the whole thing was done in less than fifteen minutes. Lu Ze then moved to the green screen set.

The scene was set up, and the staff put the light collection points on Lu Ze, painted very symmetrical white dots on his face, put on the harness, and hoisted the wires. Lu Ze walked in front of the green screen, just like in the previous rehearsals and training.

"OK! Let's begin!"

Lu Ze's expression began to turn ferocious. His eyes widened and the corners of his mouth turned upward, making him look like he was about to devour someone. He perfected his expression to the fullest extent.

The microphone was placed next to Lu Ze. He lay on the ground, propped himself up with his palms, and crawled forward a couple of times.

"I hate hypocrisy, I hate greed. This world has become a mess; it's sick and needs some change."

John, the team leader, nodded in approval of the consistently solid performance and remarked to Old Li beside him, "This is what a motion capture actor should be like. And his skill level is very high. He's incredibly talented. I don't mean anything by it, but you know Li, in China, he's one of the few people I've seen who can truly be called a motion capture actor, and he's the best in the industry in China."

Although Old Li didn't like hearing John say that the Chinese motion capture actors were too bad, it was a fact that he couldn't deny.

The saying "If it's bad, it means there's room for improvement" has not been fully proven in this industry. The motion capture actor industry in China is like a stagnant pool, with only a few people and no newcomers. Ordinary actors also find it difficult to get started, and the resulting films are sometimes a bit cringe-worthy.

This time, however, he finally met a formidable actor in the entertainment industry, so skilled that Lao Li suspected Lu Ze had secretly taken extra lessons. This was not something that could be learned in a short time, but Lu Ze kept insisting that he had never done it before.

Old Li has met all the well-known motion capture actors in China, and he has worked with most of them. But Lu Ze really made Old Li question his life. Now, if you say that Lu Ze is the number one motion capture actor in China, he is definitely the number one supporter, without a single flaw!
"Fire! My symbiote, my spiritual fuel! My will! Burn all this ugliness to ashes!"

Suspended by wires, Lu Ze was supported by staff behind him, making him "fly" up and then land on a high platform. Lu Ze opened his mouth and exhaled a long breath, which sounded like flames shooting out of his mouth, giving people the illusion that Lu Ze was breathing fire.

"After the world has returned to peace, I too will return to darkness and enter a long slumber."

"OK! Let me see, no further adjustments are needed."

After receiving John's affirmation, Wang Lihai, who had been watching from the sidelines, walked over, his heart pounding with joy. This money was well spent! No! It was definitely worth every penny!
He originally just wanted Lu Ze to go through the motions, like other celebrities, to take some casual photos and be done with it. It was just a gimmick, and he didn't expect Lu Ze to be better than the motion capture actors. But Lu Ze gave him a hard slap in the face, but he wasn't angry at all. He was actually extremely happy.

Lu Ze unfastened the wires and removed the hood. The staff came over and removed the light spot. It was a two-and-a-half-minute video with only a dozen or so lines of dialogue, so the speed was astonishing.

When Wang Lihai walked over and reached out his hand to him, Lu Ze raised his hand and shook it back.

"Teacher Lu, you've worked so hard. You've really taught me a great lesson and broadened my horizons."

Lu Ze did not take advantage of the opportunity Wang Lihai offered, but simply waved his hand with a faint smile.

"Mr. Wang, you don't need to be so polite. I've already been paid, so this is what I should do. Shall I go wash my face first?"

"You go about your business."

Wang Lihai made way for Lu Ze, who nodded to him and left the filming location barefoot.

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(End of this chapter)