Global Film Emperor

Chapter 279 Lu Nan's Good News
"You dare run away? Didn't you hear me tell you not to run? Hand it over! I told you to hand over the money!"

The man kicked Lu Ze in the stomach, and Lu Ze's waist lurched backward, his body scraping the ground as he shifted slightly backward. Blood started flowing from his nose, but he clutched the bag tightly to his chest with both hands.

"Cut!! The special expression is not right, it's not quite there yet. Make it a little more menacing. I told you not to care who he is, what are you afraid of? Let's do one more take. If it doesn't work, you can leave. Makeup artist, redo Lu Ze's makeup."

Upon hearing He Ruikuan's words, Lu Ze sat up from the ground, patted the dust off his clothes. Although his clothes were already quite dirty, the makeup artist used water to wipe away the bloodstains from Lu Ze's face and reapplied his makeup.

"I'm sorry, Brother Lu."

Special Agent walked up to Lu Ze, about to lightly slap himself, but Lu Ze stopped him with a "hey," shook his head, and indicated that Special Agent didn't need to do that.

He also rose through the ranks from a character actor. Usually, faking a fight wouldn't require such self-degradation, but like this character actor, because he wasn't careful during the fake fight and stepped on his own foot, he had to slap himself. You can tell he was genuinely scared.

Wang Zixuan jogged over to Lu Ze and handed him a bottle of water. Lu Ze took some tissues, wet them with water, and stuffed them into his nostrils to wipe the dust out of his nose. There was indeed a lot of dust outside today. After being outside all day, he was having some difficulty breathing and needed to clean himself up quickly.

The crew has been filming for two days now, and it's progressing very smoothly. Everyone is in great shape, and the pace has been incredibly fast from the very beginning. Yesterday alone, we filmed six scenes, including two challenging ones with extras.

Not every extra is Lu Ze, nor do all extras have acting skills. The vast majority of extras are novices who have never studied acting, live in poverty, and like to make a living by dreaming.

This is also the difficulty in filming with extras. Experienced and clever actors are easy to handle, but if it's a clueless newbie, like the extra we filmed yesterday, they just walk out of the frame and disappear from the set. I don't know how such a simpleton managed to get in.

However, Lu Ze was patient with these people because he could smell the same rural smell emanating from them as he had five years ago.

The crew is currently filming in Dongyang, and the extras are all brought over from Hengdian. Coincidentally, Lu Ze knows several of these extras, and one of them even used to live in the same courtyard as Lu Ze.

Now, apart from reminiscing about their youth and talking about old friends from Hengdian, the two sides have nothing left to talk about. Most of the people Lu Ze knew best have left Hengdian and started new lives, leaving only a few scattered individuals still gritting their teeth and persevering, and their lives are not very satisfactory.

After touching up his makeup and adjusting the padded bags on his legs, Lu Ze picked up a blood plasma pellet and, with the help of the makeup artist, fixed it in his nostril. He gave He Ruikuan a thumbs up, indicating that he was ready.

"Special type ready, move in a little more, okay, set the clapperboard!"

"Find You, Act VIII, Scene 2! Begin!"

Once he was back in action, his body began to deform. Lu Ze ran forward with his bag in his arms, and the special agent behind him caught up, kicking him in the back and knocking him to the ground. Then, using a feint, the agent began to "beat" Lu Ze.

This scene could have been filmed with a stunt double, but the filming was not as difficult or dangerous as people imagined. Lu Ze's limbs were properly protected, reducing the risk to almost zero. So Lu Ze went on set himself, which allowed the camera to capture his face and make the scene look more realistic.

Of course, if it's a particularly dangerous stunt, Lu Ze should still use a stunt double. After all, these doubles have undergone extensive professional training, which not only improves safety but also greatly enhances the visual appeal.

The extras performed very well this time, and their expressions were spot on. They are actually quite skilled, but they were a bit intimidated by Lu Ze beforehand, which caused them to underperform in the previous shoot.

"I told you not to run! Give it to me, and let go of my hand! Let go of my hand!"

Blood flowed from his nostrils again, but Lu Ze didn't wipe it away. He clutched the bag tightly with both hands, curled his body into a shrimp-like shape, and pleaded with his face, but it was no use.

The special agent grabbed the bag and started to struggle with Lu Ze, but Wang Jian's character was physically disabled, so how could he possibly win against the burly special agent? In the end, the bag was taken away, and he watched in despair as the big man carried the bag away.

The scene, which lasted less than twenty seconds, was filmed. Violence was definitely not the main theme of the film, so Ho Jui-kuan did not give it much description. After the character ran out of the frame, he announced that the scene was approved.

After hearing what He Ruikuan had said, Lu Ze sat up on the ground, took a tissue and wiped the blood off his face, before being pulled up by the special agent who had returned to Lu Ze's side.

In early February, the weather was still cold. Lu Ze took the military overcoat handed to him by the stagehand, put it on, walked to his seat, unscrewed his water cup, and took a sip of hot water.

"Want one?" Song Guiyuan tossed him a cigarette, which Lu Ze caught, lit, and put in his mouth. The two didn't speak again, but simply looked at their scripts, preparing for their next scene.

On this point, we should commend Lao Song. Although in life, Song Guiyuan is really unruly and still doesn't act properly even after becoming a father, he becomes extremely serious and earnest when it comes to work, to the point that Lu Ze feels somewhat unfamiliar with him.

"Brother Lu, it's your phone. It's your sister calling."

Taking the phone from Wang Zixuan, Lu Ze glanced at the incoming call notification and became a little nervous. He knew that Lu Nan was releasing her exam results today, so the call must be because she had found out her score.

"Brother! I got in! I got into this school! I got in!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Ze also became somewhat excited. If Lu Nan could get into graduate school, he would not consider letting her work at all. Perhaps there was a selfish reason behind this: he hoped that his sister could enjoy a few more happy years at school, even though he did not consider Lu Nan's own wishes.

People often reminisce about their school days after graduation. Lu Ze still hopes his younger sister can graduate as late as possible, since Lu Nan is accumulating knowledge rather than wasting time.

As for whether entering society at an older age would be a setback due to immaturity, Lu Ze wasn't worried at all. He hadn't seen many graduate students, or even doctoral graduates, who were overwhelmed by social and life pressures. Instead, they all gradually achieved the life they wanted.

In Lu Ze's eyes, being defeated by work is not because you graduated late, resulting in an older age and a younger mind, but simply because you are not good enough. Lu Ze is quite confident in Lu Nan in this regard. With Lu Nan's optimistic and cheerful personality, it is impossible for him to be so fragile. Besides, isn't he, as her older brother, still here?
“Great! I’ll go to the airport to wait for you on the evening of the 29th. Keep an eye on Mom and Dad. Once you’re here, just tell me what you need. I’m filming right now, so I’ll talk to you tonight.”

Because he was on set, Lu Ze couldn't say much. After hanging up the phone, a smile appeared on his face. He was in a good mood today. The Lu family had finally produced a high achiever. His grandfather could finally rest in peace at his grave.

Back then, the old man hoped that both Lu Ze and his sister could get into university. On his deathbed, he kept saying, "I haven't seen Da Ze and Xiao Nan go to university yet."

Although dropping out of school was an accident rather than his own choice, Lu Ze had always felt sorry for his grandfather, and this had been his regret for many years. He only felt a little relieved after he supported Lu Nan to go to university.

"Xiao Nan got accepted? To the China University of Political Science and Law?"

"Ah, I passed the exam."

Song Guiyuan didn't reply immediately. He put down the script in his hand, called to his assistant, and asked her to take out a gift that he had prepared in advance from his bag and gently place it on the table in front of Lu Ze.

"Take it, don't refuse. If you're having a graduation banquet, I won't give you anything. It's not easy for college graduates to find jobs these days. It's easier to find a job after you graduate with a master's degree. If you get into graduate school, you have a lot more choices. It's a good thing. Don't be polite with me. Anyway, it's not a gift for you."

Lu Ze picked up the gift box, opened it, and saw a necklace inside. Lu Ze wasn't very familiar with luxury goods, but it looked expensive. Song Guiyuan had already shut him down, so Lu Ze thought for a moment and handed it to Wang Zixuan to accept.

"I guess we can't repay this gift for the time being. It'll be another ten years or so before Xiaoliang goes to college. Why don't you and your wife have a second child?"

"Forget it, one son has already given me enough trouble. Having a daughter would be fine, but if I have another son, I'll lose twenty years of my life."

Song Guiyuan shook his head, his face full of refusal. Lu Ze was amused, stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can. When the stagehand came to call him, he got up and straightened his clothes.

"Brother Lu, you're on set."

"Okay, here we come."

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I drank a little last night and fell asleep. Sorry everyone, there will be more later.

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