Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

He stared at the clothing for a moment, momentarily stunned.

Jiang Yang is a well-known actor, how could he be friends with an extra?
We met on set today, but after filming this scene, we may never see each other again.

Wu Guangsheng looked up at Jiang Yang in astonishment.

"This scene took a long time to film, and it wasn't easy for anyone. Please be understanding," Jiang Yang said to the costume designer.

"Oh, I understand, I understand," the supervising officer immediately laughed, then went to check if the costumes of the other extras were a mistake.

Jiang Yang picked up Wu Guangsheng's phone and wiped the dust off the screen with his sleeve.

The screen was found to be undamaged.

Return it to Wu Guangsheng.

He held the nail gun, smoothed out Wu Guangsheng's lining, and nailed the torn edge back on with a few snips: "That'll do, it won't give you away."

"Mmm." Wu Guangsheng pursed his lips and nodded vigorously.

"When you take off your costumes, just tear off these seams. When you finish work and need to return the costumes, if the costume department won't accept them, come find me at the main building. After you finish work today and hand over your costumes, I'll leave after you get on the bus."

"well!"

Jiang Yang tightened Wu Guangsheng's belt one last time and laughed, "You look very handsome!"

"Ok!"

Is being an extra fun?

"It's fun! Even playing a lowly soldier is fun!"

Wu Guangsen's eyes gleamed as he looked up at Jiang Yang: "I hope that tomorrow, the job I get will be playing a minor role in your group."

Jiang Yang laughed: "There will be opportunities. My group will probably have to stay in Hengdian for another two months."

Chatted for a few words.

Seeing that the team was all organized, Jiang Yang walked towards Zhong Shujia, when Wu Guangsheng suddenly called out to him: "Jiang Yang."

"Hmm?" Jiang Yang turned around and looked over.

"Jiang Yang, you're definitely going to be famous!"

"You'll definitely pass the exam to become a contract worker in the future," Jiang Yang said with a smile.

"Yeah, I'll try my best!"

Wu Guangsheng, dressed in a soldier's armor and wearing the belt Jiang Yang had pulled closer to him, straightened his back and smiled.

The sun is very strong.

The sun couldn't dry the light in his eyes.

He heard Jiang Yang say to him, "I will try my best too."

"Jiang Yang, that kid, tsk, he's pretty good."

Zhong Shujia watched this scene without saying anything, only nodding silently.

Few actors will protect extras.

Because it is not necessary.

Moreover, it's easy to get into trouble.

Strangely, Jiang Yang is clearly a person who hates trouble. Several times, Gulina asked Jiang Yang to teach him, but Jiang Yang felt it was unnecessary. He lay on the chair, too lazy to move, and let Gulina figure it out herself.

But sometimes, they're not afraid of trouble at all.

Like now.

The dignity that is given casually can often illuminate another person's entire career.

In the RV.

Gulnazar changed out of her clothes and put on her own loose-fitting clothes.

She finished filming her scenes in this location.

The next scene will be at the Warring States City area, and I estimate that the set there won't be ready until tonight.

Now I can go back to the hotel to rest, just like when I was filming before.

Notice the commotion outside.

Gulnazar went to the window and looked out.

After watching for a while, I saw Jiang Yang slightly bending down to adjust the costume of that little extra in the distance.

The height was just right, neither making the extras feel inferior nor giving them a sense of charity.

Her gaze gradually softened and became complex.

I remember when I first became famous.

Back home, she often talked to her father about things on set. Her father listened with great pleasure and also reminded himself: "Gu Na, you must cherish everyone's dignity as you would cherish your favorite grapes, and look down on people."

Looking back.

As Jiang Yang patted the young extra on the shoulder and said something, Gulnazar gradually understood the meaning of her father's words.

The sun on set was getting stronger. She was only concerned about whether she would get sunburned.

Especially later on, more and more people started attacking him online.

They become more self-centered.

Last year at Fashion Week, I publicly sulked because my stylist made a mistake with my hair accessories.

The video was uploaded online.

The comment "So what if you're a celebrity?" stuck in my heart like a thorn for a long time.

Now, seeing Jiang Yang patiently helping the extras adjust their collars, that thorn suddenly softened a bit.

I finally understand what my dad meant when he said, "When judging people, look down on them."

It's not a bird's-eye view.

Instead, they bent over.

Like Jiang Yang, even when dealing with extras.

Gulnazar called her assistant over: "Go and ask how many extras on set haven't received their cooling supplies yet."

He paused, then added, "I'll buy it with my own money, not through the production crew."

After the assistant left.

Gulnazar stood in front of the mirror, looked at her bright and beautiful face, and murmured:
"True beauty is not about making people remember my face, but about making people feel warm inside when they think of me. Those who called me a pretty face were right. I have indeed spent too much time on how to make myself shine."

"But those who truly deserve our attention are those like that extra, desperately shining their faint light under the sun."

She pulled off her hair tie.

Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders.

"I want to be an actor whose name people remember, not just a star whose face people remember."

Jiang Yang returned to his folding chair and sat down.

I drank some ice water and felt much better.

Zhong Shujia asked, "Jiang Yang, is that extra really your friend?"

"Yes, we just met."

"You won't get anything out of helping him, so why bother?"

Zhong Shujia asked with a smile, staring at Jiang Yang: "It's just helping someone, what reason do you need? Everyone has been helped before."

"Haha, that's true, it's down-to-earth, which is great."

Zhong Shujia nodded.

He said in Cantonese, "Being down-to-earth is a luxury. You're either born with it or you forget it once you become famous. Jiang Yang, you really are like him."

"What are you saying, director? Speak Mandarin."

"I'll introduce you to someone later. He's currently producing a variety show and is a host. He contacted me the other day asking if I knew any suitable actors who were famous, could take a joke, and were down-to-earth."

"Who?"

Do you know Wang Han?

Zhong Shujia looked around the scene and checked all the actors' costumes.

With the help of the executive director, Zhong Shujia arranged the actors' positions and then raised a megaphone: "We're filming now! After this scene, we'll have lunch—mung bean porridge! Okay, three! two! one! Action... Everyone, get moving!"

Gulnazar came over and greeted Zhong Shujia: "Director, I'll go to the next scene now, is it in the Warring States City area?"

“Naza, there’s no rush. You can go back to the hotel and rest first. The set of Warring States City is still under construction. The workers’ scaffolding probably hasn’t been taken down yet, and the signboard hasn’t been changed. Your next scene is a night scene, so it won’t be that quick. What’s the rush? You need to rest well. You must be tired from filming today.”

"I'm not tired, director. I'll go over there to check out the scenery and get a feel for it. I'll go back to the hotel after we wrap up tonight."

Gulnazar looked back at the center of the venue, where the extras were adjusting their positions.

The person in front of the station is over 1.75 meters tall.

The last row consists of people under 1.6 meters tall.

The oldest are forty, and the youngest are under twenty.

In the morning, Gulnazar was in the RV watching the extras receive their costumes from the costume truck and go back to the rest area to change.

They wore a water-resistant garment underneath, followed by an inner lining, then armor, and two belts, one thick and one thin, around their waists. They wore helmets, and some carried long swords while others carried long spears.

The armor wasn't actually made of metal, but it was still very thick.

A single set of clothing can weigh seven or eight pounds.

When the stylist distributed this suit, they used those thick hangers.

It's too thin to hang.

It weighed several times more than the clothes she was wearing.

"I have it much easier than they do." (End of Chapter)