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Chapter 202 Booting up

"That kind?"

Liang Jiahui flipped through his not-so-thick script and began to act it out with his actions and facial expressions, delivering a few lines in a long-winded, chatty manner, "No one has ever robbed a restaurant before. Why?"

"Bars, liquor stores, gas stations."

"In these places, if you go in and flash your gun, your head will be blown off."

"It's different with restaurants. You can catch them off guard."

From time to time, he would take a few bites with a knife and fork, and then gesture a few times.

He wiped his lips one last time, put his hands to the side, and put his feet up on the seat, "Is that so?"

"That's right, but it may need some fine-tuning, to be more free and unrestrained!" Huang Ze said.

"Sir, please don't step on the seat." At this moment, the lady across the aisle looked at Liang Jiahui with some disgust in her eyes and said, "Even if you take off your shoes before stepping on it."

"Oh, sorry!" Liang Jiahui adjusted himself back to his normal sitting position.

"Why don't you take off your shoes? Is it because you have Hong Kong Island feet?"

"I don't!"

"Why don't you take off your shoes then?"

"I noticed that you are a chatterbox. Have you written too many scripts? You have become a chatterbox yourself?" Liang Jiahui looked helpless. "Then if I want to say that I am not a eunuch, do I have to show it to everyone? Prove it?"

"Then show it to everyone."

"I..." Liang Jiahui rolled his eyes, picked up the script in his hand, and began to change the subject, "I feel that this script is quite good! How many minutes do I have as a supporting role?"

"fifteen minutes."

“That’s not much less than Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels.”

"Indeed, but you are not the protagonist this time." Huang Ze thought for a moment, "It should be the fourth and fifth male roles. In short, you have enough roles, and they are at the beginning and the end, and they are distinctive, which will definitely give the audience a different impression."

"So that means if this movie can achieve the same success as Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, I will be more famous than Jackie Chan in Hollywood?"

"That's true." Huang Ze nodded.

"wrong!"

"what happened again?"

"Didn't you say that my scenes were all shot in the restaurant? One of us was at the beginning, and the other was at the end? What's in the middle? Isn't your structure a bit, messed up?"

"Is this something you, an actor, should worry about?" Huang Ze rolled his eyes at Liang Jiahui. "You are the director, am I the director? If you continue to question my authority as a director, be careful. When a company makes a young film, they will ask you to shoot it and make you appear naked. If you don't shoot it, they will ban you."

"Wow, Director Huang, you are so cruel!"

Of course Liang Jiahui knew that Huang Ze was joking with him and didn't take it seriously at all.

In order to show his professionalism, he also said, "Actually, as an actor, it's not impossible to shoot a film that exposes a little bit of skin. The key is to have artistry. Aren't there a lot of such films in Europe? Just don't make it a pure sensory stimulation."

"Oh?" Huang Ze glanced at Liang Jiahui, "Have you read a novel called "The Lover"? It's a novella written by French writer Marguerite Duras."

"Is this novel famous? What is it about?"

"A French girl in South Vietnam, I don't know if it's a story of money transaction or love..." After finishing speaking, Huang Ze smacked his lips and looked Liang Jiahui up and down, "Your image is quite suitable, plus you have influence in Cannes."

"After you finish this film, you will definitely be a famous movie star in France."

"Hey, it's been too long." Liang Jiahui smiled and shook his head, "Maybe after I finish filming your new movie, Director Huang, I'll become a famous movie star?"

"Hahaha……"

I love to hear this kind of flattery.

……

After arriving in Los Angeles, Liang Jiahui began to get into the role, and Huang Ze inspected the preparatory work during his absence.

December 15th.

Considering that most of the crew members are American, Huang Ze followed the local customs and did not hold any ceremony to worship the gods before filming. Huang Ze's first work in Hollywood, "Pulp Fiction", began filming in a low-key manner.

The first shot is fairly simple.

The killer duo, wearing cute short sleeves and big shorts, are eating at a restaurant.

One is Vincent played by John Travolta, and the other is Jules played by Samuel L. Jackson, with whom he had worked once before.

They were chatting away in a chatty manner.

Talking about the miracle that happened in the morning.

The two men went to kill someone, but a man hiding in the toilet suddenly rushed out and emptied the magazine on them.

Coincidentally, the bullet fired by that person just grazed the two of them.

Jules, who likes to recite the Bible when killing people, believes that this is God's will and an "oracle", and he must retire. Vincent tries to persuade Jules, but his persuasion is ineffective, so he simply goes to the toilet, which is Vincent's natal place in this film.

It's just a lens facing two shots, not too difficult.

This segment was shot in half a day.

As soon as they finished filming, they immediately cut to the scene where the killer couple robbed the restaurant.

This clip was entirely shot in the restaurant, and Huang Ze chose a shooting sequence that was friendlier to the actors and easier for them to get into character.

It starts with Little Pumpkin played by Liang Jiahui and Little Rabbit played by Uma Thurman chatting about where to rob, and finally deciding to rob the restaurant directly. Then when they robbed Jules, they were controlled by the professional killer Jules and escaped in embarrassment.

The plot was simple, but because the robbery scene was one of the rare big scenes in the film, there were also many extras, and when there were too many people, problems were likely to arise, so it took a full five days to completely shoot the restaurant scenes.

"You two are done."

"By the way, Uma, keep your phone on at all times. I'll need you to do the dubbing when the time comes."

"What about me?" Liang Jiahui asked.

"You don't need it, find a dubbing artist." Huang Ze spread his hands and had to admit that Liang Jiahui spoke English quite well.

But he is British English.

That's it, it's not even a Hollywood accent.

As a film targeting the North American market, dubbing would be better.

"Go back and concentrate on filming God of Gamblers with Director Wang. I am very optimistic about that movie."

"Okay, then Boss, I wish you good luck!"

"Lend your auspicious words."

"Director, can I have a hug?" Uma Thurman extended her hand.

This is the first time, no, the second time I heard such a request. Huang Ze’s biggest shortcoming is that he doesn’t know how to refuse others.

So, I hugged her openly.

"Good luck!"

"Wish me good luck, and wish our film good luck." Uma Thurman smiled gratefully, "Thank you for choosing me to star in this film."

"If there are any roles in the future, call me."

"We will cooperate if we have the chance in the future."

"Even if I don't cooperate, he will." Huang Ze pointed at Quentin beside him.

Uma Thurman looked in the direction of Huang Ze's finger and found that Quentin seemed to be looking at her feet and just raised his head at this moment.

Suddenly I felt a little uneasy.

She always felt that this assistant director with strange facial features had some unusual habits and always liked to stare at her feet.

Is there anything different about your feet?
Uma Thurman secretly thought that Hollywood directors have many quirks, but for the sake of her career, she still smiled professionally, said goodbye and left the crew.

(End of this chapter)