This actor has something

Chapter 486 The Spinning Gold Coin

Filming period dramas, especially in the summer, is truly a hardship for the entire crew.

He Daqi could clearly see that the photographer carrying the special camera had white sweat stains on his dark T-shirt, which were caused by continuous sweating and drying.

It's terrible! Cinematographers are already half technician and half laborer, and in this sweltering heat they have to carry around equipment that's twice as heavy as a regular camera. You can imagine how tiring it must be to shoot a scene like that.

Not only the photographers suffered, but the entire crew did. Even the actors had to take off their easy-to-remove period costumes as soon as they were off-camera, and they also tried to make the costumes that were difficult to remove loose.

That's why Ho Tai-kei wanted to postpone filming the movie until late September.

Fortunately, the director of this film is amazing. Three great directors from Asia and Vietnam worked together, all wanting to make the first true 3D film in China. The three of them filled in the gaps and made sure that everything, from set design and camera positioning to directing the actors, was done smoothly and rarely delayed due to trivial matters.

He Daqi only provided guidance for the first half of the year on how to use the equipment and how to shoot footage based on the post-production special effects.

After that, He Daqi didn't talk much. It was only when they encountered technical problems that Ning Hao and the others would seek his advice.

As young people, Ning Hao and Lu Yang were quick to embrace new things. They understood how to shoot 3D movies before Zhang Yimou, and then they taught Zhang Yimou, who gradually learned as well.

It's actually good to communicate often, since everyone has different skills. Learning from each other can make you more adept at making your own movies.

Especially now, with the three of us working together on a film, discussing and exchanging ideas every day, we can generate even more inspiration.

As a result, the filming of "Phantom Prison Break" gradually got on track. From not being able to film a single scene on the first day, it has now progressed at a speed similar to that of filming a regular movie. Ning Hao and his team have made great progress.

When Xu Guangtou arrived, he took a while to study the various uniquely designed frames and cameras used by the film crew.

If he hadn't come to visit the set today with important business to discuss with He Daqi, he might have wanted to work alongside Ning Hao and the others, perhaps even learning some techniques on their behalf.

"Mr. He, I've finished writing the script for 'Yin Jiong.' Would it be convenient for you to take a look now?"

Xu Guangtou was very polite, after all, he had really made money following He Daqi. Asia-Pacific's director revenue sharing model was too suitable for directors. Even if they set up their own projects, they might not be able to earn more than they would from Asia-Pacific.

So Xu Guangtou's politeness now borders on obsequious.

"I only need to look at the plot of the character I'm guest-starring in. Pick one out for me to see."

"Okay, Mr. He."

Taking the script from Xu Guangtou, He Daqi slowly began to read it, following his instructions.

Unsurprisingly, the script was well-written. After all, the main contributor to the script wasn't Xu Guangtou, but the Ya Yue editorial department. He Daqi was quite confident in the abilities of his company's employees.

When are you planning to film?

“If possible, I think the sooner the better. However, the filming needs to be done in India. I asked Ms. Liu and the others before, and they all said that Ya Yue doesn’t have any connections there. So, Mr. He, what do you think we should do about this?”

This project was initiated at He Daqi's behest, and Liu Ying and the others knew about it, so they would definitely help if they could. However, the problem now is that Xu Guangtou didn't encounter any major problems when he led people to India for tourism before, but it would be really difficult if he led a film crew there to shoot.

Putting aside the chaos on the Indian side, even if Xu Guangtou is bold enough to bring a bunch of strong men to quell the chaos, whether he can get a filming permit is still a question.

Not to mention that Indians are notorious for begging for money.

Xu Guangtou's real purpose in coming today was to ask He Daqi for ideas, not to deliver the script to him.

He had already thought it through. If He Daqi didn't have any connections, they could film in China. They could spend a lot of money to hire a bunch of Indian extras to film it. The only problem was that building a set would be difficult and would probably cost a lot of money.

As for the film being released in the country, he believes that Asia-Pacific has plenty of ways to handle it.

"Looking for connections, huh? No problem, I have the connections." He Daqi smiled and said, looking at Xu Guangtou's slightly shifty eyes.

This project was initiated at He Daqi's behest. Of course, he had considered this issue. Otherwise, why would he have Xu Guangtou make a film about Lost in India when he had nothing better to do? Why not make a film about Lost in Korea or Lost in Hong Kong?

"Well... Mr. He, when do you think I can lead people to India?"

"Wait a minute, let me make a call and ask."

As He Daqi spoke, he dialed Gou Chuzhong's number.

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Unlike last year, Asia-Pacific was a bit low-key last year, with few high-grossing films released, and most of the revenue coming from TV series and low-budget films.

This year is different. In the first half of the year alone, Asia-Pacific has achieved many remarkable results. Life is full of twists and turns, endless challenges, and those years.

At this moment, he still has three big-budget productions yet to be released: Zhang Yimou's Painted Skin 2 and The Flowers of War, and Ning Hao's The Golden Age. Suddenly, he has a lot more cards to play.

Because Painted Skin 3: The Mysterious Dream of Tang Dynasty will be made into a 3D movie later, although Painted Skin 2 was filmed first, its release date has not yet been set. On the contrary, the two movies from Jinling have been given priority for release, both of which are in the summer season.

They certainly wouldn't let their own people fight each other, so the two movies were released a month apart.

Zhang Yimou's "The Flowers of War" comes first, followed by Ning Hao's "The Photo Studio of Jinling".

Ning Hao's film might suffer a box office loss, but it doesn't matter, since Ning Hao made this movie to make others jealous anyway.

So, after a month of filming, the crew went from three directors to two, with Zhang Yimou going off to do promotional tours.

No need to rush. Next month, there will also be two directors in the production team, and then it will be Ning Hao's turn to do promotional tours.

With Old Zhang gone, He Daqi has stopped going to the film set as often. His current plan is to visit the set one day a week, and spend the rest of his time at home working on the script for the Running Man variety show.

He originally planned to start working on it at the end of the year or next year, but unexpectedly, the filming of "Phantom Prison Break" started much earlier. So He Daqi was able to push his workload forward. Although he had arranged a very flexible schedule, it didn't stop He Daqi from being too lazy to work.

It's a manor villa, and it's the weekend again.

It was cloudy, so He Daqi didn't take his two children out for a stroll and stayed home enjoying the air conditioning.

He wasn't writing a script right now; his two kids were home and were probably clamoring for him to play with them, so he showed them his newly invented little skill.

"Alright!"

He Daqi, all mysterious, held up a gold coin in front of the two children. As the two little ones stared wide-eyed, their lips pursed, He Daqi placed the coin upright on the table and flicked it gently. The coin spun around on the table. Zhou Huimin twitched her lips, feeling rather speechless. She had thought He Daqi was going to perform magic, but instead, he pulled this stunt.

He even specifically picked up a gold coin to compare; couldn't he have just used any coin?

The two little ones were having a good time, but I guess they'd enjoy any game He Daqi played with them. Right now, they were being very cooperative, staring longingly at the gold coin spinning on the table, ready to let He Daqi play again once the coin stopped.

As they waited and waited, the gold coin just kept spinning for a minute, making the two little ones excitedly shout and yell.

Zhou Huimin also became interested and came over to look at the gold coin that was still spinning. It had been spinning for so long and showed no signs of slowing down.

"Is this gold coin specially made?"

Zhou Huimin was clearly not a good audience member. She couldn't understand something and wanted to ask questions until she got to the bottom of it. At this moment, she leaned close to He Daqi and whispered in his ear.

He Daqi didn't say anything, but directly reached out and pressed the gold coin, then handed it to Zhou Huimin, indicating to her to see if it was specially made.

Zhou Huimin searched and searched but couldn't find anything wrong, so she did what He Daqi did, pressing the gold coin against the table and flicking it with her finger.

The gold coin, it must be made of gold. It's also because Zhou Huimin had taken some health-strengthening pills and was quite strong. Plus, the weight of the gold made her cry out in pain when it was flicked, and then she kept blowing on her finger.

The gold coin wasn't very cooperative; it wobbled around once and was about to fall under the table when his precious son caught it.

The little guy excitedly returned the gold coins to He Daqi: "Dad, let's do it again."

He Daqi chuckled and flicked the coin again, making it spin rapidly.

This time, Vivian Chow looked very carefully but still couldn't find anything wrong.

The two little ones were overjoyed, constantly changing their angles to look at the gold coins around the table, and even counting them, trying to see how long the gold coins would spin.

The gold coin spun for five minutes before He Daqi finally stopped it, otherwise it looked like it could have continued spinning.

"You guys understand?" He Daqi asked smugly.

"No!" X2
The two little ones stared longingly at He Daqi, then shook their heads at the same time.

"Isn't Dad amazing? Actually, Dad is a magician."

He Daqi chuckled and pinched the cheeks of the two mischievous little devils, grinning broadly.

"A magician? Daddy, I want to learn magic!"

"I want to learn too! I want to learn too!"

Looking at the two little rascals jumping around, He Daqi sighed in a mocking manner and said, "Alas, this depends on talent. It's not something that your father can teach just because he wants to. You can't learn it now. You have to wait until you go to elementary school and get full marks on every test. Maybe then you'll have a chance to learn my magic."

"Really?" The little girl's eyes sparkled, as if she had already begun to fantasize about learning magic and becoming a fairy.

“Of course it’s true.” He Daqi nodded without hesitation.

The precious son, on the other hand, looked serious and frowned as he pondered.

"Huanhuan, what are you thinking about?" He Daqi looked at the little adult and gently pinched his nose.

"I was thinking, my sister and I won't be able to start elementary school until next year, so doesn't that mean we have to wait a year before we can learn magic?"

The little guy completely disregarded the requirement of getting a perfect score on the exam and had already started calculating how long he would have to learn magic.

Zhou Huimin was delighted by her son's worried little face. She smiled and reached out to hug him, cupping his face in her hands and gently rubbing it. Her son's mouth moved up and down along with his cheeks as she rubbed it.

The coin spinning game was just a minor incident that day, and He Daqi didn't take it seriously. He quickly led the two little ones to play something else.

However, Zhou Huimin spent the whole day studying that gold coin, turning it over from time to time, and couldn't figure out how He Daqi had done it.

She certainly didn't believe that He Daqi knew magic; she only thought that the gold coins were custom-made props, or that He Daqi had some special techniques.

When asked, He Daqi refused to answer, which only fueled Zhou Huimin's curiosity.

She had nothing to do all day long. Her main job was picking up and dropping off her children from school from Monday to Friday. The rest of the time she spent at home watching videos or reading gossip on her phone. So when she became curious about something, she could ponder it for a very long time.

When they went to bed that night, Vivian Chow asked He Daqi again what his secret was. Seeing that He Daqi still wouldn't say and even looked smug and infuriating, Vivian Chow, who had been thinking about it all day, grabbed He Daqi by the neck and shook him hard, as if she was about to murder her husband.

"I surrendered! I surrendered! I'll talk! I'll talk!"

While sticking out his tongue to pretend to choke, He Daqi shouted incoherently for mercy.

"Tell me quickly! How did you make the gold coins spin for so long!" Looking at He Daqi's shameless appearance, Zhou Huimin leaned on He Daqi and asked, suppressing her laughter.

"It's a technique. I have a special technique. As long as the flick is accurate, I can make the coin spin for a long time."

"Hmph! I knew it!"

Zhou Huimin didn't care about the specifics of He Daqi's actions; what she cared about was getting the information out of him.

After hearing He Daqi's explanation, she felt like she had won. She happily pressed her face against He Daqi's chest, hugged him, and closed her eyes.

He Daqi smiled and gently stroked her hair. After a moment, when he heard Zhou Huimin's breathing become even, he turned his head to look at the gold coins that Zhou Huimin had placed on the bedside table.

The gold coin, which was lying flat, suddenly stood up and began to spin faster and faster in place, without making a sound, as if the gold coin wasn't stuck to the bedside table.

He Daqi smiled, his gaze becoming deep.

As He Daqi watched the gold coin spinning in front of him, his mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts. After a while, the gold coin stopped spinning and then slowly floated up, drifting from the bedside table into He Daqi's palm.

He turned his head to look at Zhou Huimin's peaceful face as she slept in his arms. He wondered what sweet dream she was having, as a slight smile played on her lips.

In fact, He Daqi is somewhat lost right now. He feels that the world has changed, or perhaps he himself has changed, but he can't tell anyone about it.

Sometimes he really wanted to create a new account online to post something or share his thoughts, at least to ask if there were any superpowers in the world. However, he knew that this was just a pointless exercise, because he was different from others, and there wouldn't be any other people in the world like him who came from another world.

(End of this chapter)