Huayu09: Starting with Hijacking Xiao Shenyang

Two hours later.

All arrangements have been made.

Chen Mo, Zhao Si, and Jiang Wu knelt on the ground.

"Director Chen, is it really possible to get this scene in one take? I know my brother too well; if he were directing it, this scene would take at least a week."

Jiang Wu muttered a complaint under his breath.

"Technically, there's absolutely no problem; it all depends on how well the three of them perform."

Chen Mo was quite confident in the true artificial intelligence shooting system that he had personally developed and created.

"Junior brother, please tell me again how you should act. I'm afraid I'll make a mistake."

Zhao Si was extremely nervous. The entire crew had just been mobilized on a large scale, and everyone was working frantically to get the film done in one take. If filming were to be interrupted because of him, he felt like committing seppuku.

"Fourth Brother, you're doing it the right way now."

Chen Mo said succinctly.

"Waaaaah..."

Zhao Si's body and voice were trembling.

"Yes, very good."

Chen Mo nodded.

"All departments, prepare!"

"start!"

The executive director gave the order.

Three cameras were running simultaneously, and the actors entered the frame.

Zhao Benshan: "Not only do I want to commit suicide, but I also ask you, sir, to be my second, cut off my head, and hang it high on the roof of Yanyang Tower."

Zhao Benshan and Jiang Wen acted together.

The camera focuses on Chen Mo, Jiang Wu, and Zhao Si.

The two had blank stares, while the other was trembling like a leaf.

It's still a scene between Zhao Benshan and Jiang Wen, discussing whether the long sword or the short sword belongs to the second man.

The yellow curtain was drawn, and Chen Mo stepped back while his stand-in took his place.

The executive director quickly made way for him, and Chen Mo took charge of the situation in a low voice through his headset.

"Aircraft No. 1, close-up of Uncle Wen."

The camera operator and focuser quickly adjusted the camera to the optimal position according to the footprint stickers and scale.

Jiang Wen recites his lines.

"Machine No. 2, close-up of Teacher Zhao."

The staff followed suit.

"Camera #3, slowly zooming in from Uncle Ge to Teacher Zhao, then close-up of Camera #1, close-up of Camera #2, close-up of Camera #3..."

Chen Mo looked at the various forms and relayed information in real time. The photography and lighting teams all proceeded in an orderly manner according to the corresponding data.

Chen Mo oversaw the entire operation, and the photography crew ignored the lines and the actors' expressions, focusing solely on executing the technical actions according to instructions to ensure complete focus.

The entire crew was silent, all eyes focused on Chen Mo and the three people in the shot.

A minute passed.

All staff members were on edge.

Two minutes passed.

Zero errors by all staff members.

Three minutes passed.

The entire staff is gradually getting into the swing of things.

Four minutes passed.

Chen Mo and his staff seemed to be one.

Five minutes…

Six minutes…

The three elders were completely absorbed in it.

The dialogue is perfectly rhythmic, with both intonation and pauses. The snow scene doesn't disrupt the filming rhythm or unity. The close-up of her captivating smile is beautiful. Ge You takes the diamond, kisses her, and returns to the table – the movements are fluid and seamless.

Eight minutes later.

Ge You: "Ah!!! They're all dead!"

Zhao Benshan: "Master, brilliant! Now it's long and hard!"

Jiang Wengeyou: "Master Huang is both tall and strong!"

"Card!"

Chen Mo shouted loudly.

"call…"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, then looked nervously at Chen Mo.

Should we pass or not?

Chen Mo was like a living Yama, holding the Book of Life and Death in his hand.

"How are you feeling?"

Jiang Wen, Zhao Benshan, and Ge You quickly arrived to watch the replay.

"Look, I'm going to get some water."

Chen Mo caught a glimpse of Lao Liu returning out of the corner of his eye. Lao Liu was making goji berry tea, and Chen Mo decided to go over and check if the style he had bought suited his taste.

Replay of the footage.

Jiang Wen and the others watched with particular attention.

The camera work is perfect, the close-ups are perfectly timed, and not a single frame is out of focus. The revised dialogue is information-dense while maintaining a high level of artistry and depth.

Eight minutes of action, high-energy and non-stop action.

It's no exaggeration to say that the Feast at Hongmen scene was the highlight of the three veteran actors' performances. They enjoyed their performances, and the audience enjoyed watching them.

"This shot is absolutely legendary in film history. We've never even heard of it before, let alone filmed it. It's incredibly difficult! And Xiao Mo actually pulled it off on the first try! Unbelievable, absolutely incredible!"

Ge You was completely convinced.

"Damn, that's awesome!"

Jiang Wen swore.

"Is this scene over?"

Zhao Benshan asked the question knowing the answer already.

The combined emotions of my old mentor's tactical lean back, the slight pressure from a friendly victory, and a sense of pride are beyond words to describe at this moment.

"That's enough! Brothers, you've all worked hard. Let's wrap up early today and have a good meal tonight. Lao Ma, each member of the photography team will receive a 1000 yuan red envelope, and the other staff members will each receive a 500 yuan red envelope."

Jiang Wen waved his hand, displaying his heroic spirit.

"Clap clap clap!"

The applause on set was thunderous.

In the original timeline, after seven days of grueling work, everyone cried when the director yelled "cut." The tears were a release, a relief after exhausting themselves. In this timeline, thanks to Chen Mo, the scene was completed in just over two hours. Everyone clapped until their hands were red with joy. This moment was one of excitement, a shared sense of pride in achieving such a great accomplishment.

Cheng Long was also infected by the excitement and clapped and cheered.

Xiao Mo is truly a damn genius!

"Everyone, once you've finished packing, go to the finance department to collect your money."

The head butler agreed readily.

This scene was filmed in just one afternoon, or to be precise, 2 hours and 10 minutes. The previous few hours were wasted by Jiang Wen.

Without Chen Mo's hands-on, intelligent filming system and his on-site command and coordination, this scene would have taken almost a week.

How much money would that cost?!

Marco did a rough calculation: adding up all the miscellaneous costs, including labor, equipment, film, wear and tear, food and lodging, Chen Mo saved the crew another 200 million yuan.

That's the true value of Director Chen's work.

"Xiao Mo, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll order in advance. We want something good and expensive, but nothing free."

Marco ignored Jiang Wen and immediately ran to Chen Mo's side to fawn over him, his face beaming with joy.

"Old Liu, what would you like to eat?"

Chen Mo rarely showed such attention to detail.

Ma Lijuan and Liu Xiaoli nodded in satisfaction.

Not quite straight yet.

"I...want to eat seafood."

Liu Yifei didn't stand on ceremony either.

With both her love life and career flourishing, the dark clouds hanging over her head have completely dissipated, and no one is taking advantage of her anymore. Ms. Liu is slowly returning to her optimistic, cheerful, and even humorous self from her earlier days.

"Alright, let's drive straight to Zhanjiang to eat. It's surrounded by the sea on three sides and is known as the top seafood destination in China. The green lobster from Naozhou Island, the abalone from Xuwen, the green crab from Lianjiang, and the mantis shrimp are all very good. I'm sure Xiao Liu will like them."

Marco is also a cunning old fox.

He naturally knew that flattering Miss Liu would be more effective for Chen Mo than flattering him.

A conference room in Beijing.

"Gentlemen, this is the project proposal for the immersive tourism project written by Director Chen Mo. Please take a look."

As soon as Han Shanping arrived in Beijing, he immediately went to report to the leaders of several departments, including the State Administration of Radio and Television, Huaxuan Media Group, and the Department of Culture and Tourism.

He was eager to achieve positive results, as were several other leaders; such a great opportunity naturally couldn't be delayed.

"Old Han, we can't ignore 'The Founding of a Republic.' You've been gone for two days, and with no one in Beijing to oversee it, the attendance and box office have dropped again."

Hua Xuan and Liu Yongsheng made a nonchalant comment.

"I know, boss, Xiao Mo's 'Peerless City Box Office Competition' was very successful. I was thinking of going over to learn from him, but I didn't expect to have such a pleasant surprise."

Han Shanping spoke frankly, saying that everyone present was shrewd and that they were most afraid of people playing tricks.

Before entering the conference room.

He repeatedly adjusted his emotions before finally calming down his agitated feelings.

"Let me see."

"Let me take a look too."

Han Shanping made several copies of the plan to ensure that each leader received one.

"Um?"

Liu Yongsheng took out his reading glasses, put them on his nose, frowned slightly, and looked down quietly, turning the pages one by one, without saying a word or being impatient.

have to say.

The composure and mental fortitude of a deputy-level leader are far superior to those of a movie actor.