Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

The next day arrived in the blink of an eye, October 6th.

Yang Che witnessed Gao Yuanyuan's unprecedented clinginess; she seemed to want to meld herself into his body, and her voice was incredibly sweet.

Yang Che was extremely upset... not because he felt sorry for her—she was perfectly fine and still provoking him—but because he had to start filming and go back to school.

As a result, Gao Yuanyuan got a spanking.

When they parted at the school gate, she said very seriously, "Darling, in order for you to focus on filming, I will stay at school for a while and won't bother you."

"No way, I don't want you to nag me for the rest of my life about things like, 'Oh, men, they don't appreciate what they have.'"

When Yang Che spoke, he imitated Gao Yuanyuan's tone and intonation, using a very heavy breathy voice.

Gao Yuanyuan immediately broke down and acted coquettishly. After a series of verbal exchanges, she got out of the car and entered the campus gate, looking back every few steps.

Having just tried it, Yang Che was so eager to go that she couldn't wait until filming was over. She didn't visit the set; she could just pick her up from time to time and bring her back to Courtyard No. 8.

Yang Che then sped along and arrived at Muxidi subway station at 9:30.

Upon entering the platform, you can see an area cordoned off with warning tape, with two uniformed subway staff members standing on each side.

There were no banners, no red cloth covering the roof, and naturally, no offering table or pig's head.

Passengers who weren't in a hurry stood on tiptoe to watch, or pointed at the most eye-catching "golden lock" in the crowd.

You can see thirteen or fourteen young people with an artistic flair moving around. Besides being young, they all have one thing in common: their faces are very tense.

That's great; it creates a sense of unity and tension, seriousness and liveliness.

Yang Che smiled and showed the subway staff the work badge hanging around his neck, said "thank you," and entered the film set.

Ignoring Fan Bingbing's face, which turned into a round bun upon seeing him, he quickly walked towards a rather comical old man.

"Hello Mr. Li, my name is Yang Che. I am the screenwriter and producer of this film. Thank you so much for supporting our film. It is a great honor."

Mr. Li, with his Mediterranean-style haircut, smiled kindly, as if he was about to say, "Going up five floors in one go is no problem at all."

Of course, what they said was, "Oh, hello, you're too kind. It's just work, and you've paid such a high fee..."

Yang Che laughed. The old man's words were so pleasant to hear; that's what you call insightful and unpretentious.

That's right, Mr. Li is Li Ding, an actor from the China Children's Theatre, who has naturally retired.

Although the old man is 73 years old this year, he only became famous four or five years ago with "Letter from Heaven" and "Liu Luoguo".

Cheng Er contacted the children's theater, and they immediately agreed, offering 1000 yuan as payment, which was considered the going rate.

Nowadays, the price for a regular actor in a drama troupe to make a guest appearance is generally 300 yuan per day; while veteran actors who have appeared on CCTV and have a certain level of national recognition can make a guest appearance for 1000-1500 yuan per day.

Actually, the old man who vomited in the subway scene was originally intended to be played by Li Qi, but after Liu Chang finished explaining the plot, Station Master Fang of Muxidi said that Li Ding was more suitable.

Upon reflection, everyone realized that was indeed the case.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why Station Master Fang was so enthusiastic, after all, he felt a sense of participation.

Time passes both quickly and slowly.

The group had already moved into the subway station. Yang Che was also acting as an extra, with Wang Baoqiang and six or seven enthusiastic elderly people by his side.

A personal observation: many people on the subway were engrossed in reading a book...

With Cheng Er's command, "Ready?"

Xiao Wei clapperboard: "Scene 13, Scene 2, First Scene... *smack*!"

Filming has officially begun.

For a single camera (in such a small space), Hikaru Ohira, Zhao Xiaoding, and Song Xiaofei personally handled the project.

A seemingly kind-hearted young man named Niu Geng, carrying a bag, leaned against the railing beside the subway door, occasionally glancing disdainfully at the person diagonally opposite. Unfortunately... he got a fright...

Finally, he chuckled smugly and tried to reach a kind of consensus with the passenger next to him, which was to exchange glances.

Unexpectedly, the driver, who was playing the role of a passenger, thought this guy was crazy and walked away, leaving Niu Geng feeling embarrassed.

"Good, very good, Haibo is awesome, one more time."

"Scene 13 of 'My Sassy Girl,' scene 2, second time... *smack!*"

This is a guaranteed take. This kind of expressive acting is a piece of cake for Haibo. This scene has a monologue and requires post-production dubbing.

Yang Che stopped looking; his mind had wandered off somewhere else. He was actually wondering what kind of techniques Japanese right-wing porn films use when shooting in elevators. How damn hard must the cinematographers have to work? Okay, they're just building sets; to shoot in a real subway, damn it.

"Okay, that's enough. Get ready for the next round."

Li Ding, wearing a wig, took her place, as did Fan Bingbing, who wore natural makeup. The spot where she stood was right next to the subway's parking spot, with a Nokia 3210's latest parking spot sticker on it, making it very conspicuous.

"Scene 3, Scene 13 of 'My Sassy Girl,' first time, *smack!*"

As filming officially began, Fan Bingbing, with her head down, swayed unsteadily, appearing unsteady on her feet.

Li Ding, who was walking up to him, sniffed lightly, shook his head, coughed lightly, and lamented the decline of morality.

With that sound, Fan Bingbing opened her eyes, still drowsy from the alcohol, but she could still make out the gray-haired old man in front of her. Her expression was stiff, and she looked at the old man as if she was a beat behind, then at the young man in the pink T-shirt (an extra from the Beijing Film Studio) sitting in front of her.

"Hey, hey, I'm talking to you."

The young man in the pink T-shirt looked up blankly, his pupils naturally contracting. Instead of showing impatience and confusion, his eyes were full of amazement.

"What...what are you doing?"

Fan Bingbing glared at him: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Don't you know what it means to respect the elderly and care for the young? Get out of the way."

The young man in the pink T-shirt couldn't keep up the act.

"Click."

"I'm sorry, director, I acted wrong."

Cheng Er yelled "Cut!" and remained silent. "I didn't yell 'Cut,' which means you're supposed to continue acting. Okay, okay, let's do it again. This time, follow the script. Bingbing, great job, keep it up!"

"Why."

This time, the young man wasn't impressed. He looked impatient and even defiantly blew a bubble from his chewing gum.

Fan Bingbing looked down at the young man and smacked him on the head. The young man immediately turned into a rattle-drum, glaring angrily. Unfortunately, Fan Bingbing was on the moral high ground, so how could he possibly meet her gaze? He fled in disarray.

"Hey, don't wear pink anymore."

"Okay, one more."

"......."

"One more take, okay, Bingbing, let's shoot that last look alone... Where's the producer? Come on, explain the scene to the actor."