This entertainment industry is a bit strange

Chapter 16 Hope and Faith

Yang Rui was about to explain the ins and outs of this movie when a dirty little girl suddenly ran out.

"Brother Yang Rui!"

With a gust of wind, the milk swallow rushed into Yang Rui's arms like a forest.

Just as he was moved, he saw the little girl raise her head eagerly, "Ice cream."

Yes, you are too sentimental.

After pinching Xiao Erya's face, he took out a torch tube from the ice bag.

Erya's eyes suddenly lit up, she jumped up and down and clapped her hands in joy.

He tore open the wrapping paper and took a lick, with an expression of enjoyment on his dirty little face.

After licking twice, she carefully restored the wrapping paper, then spread her short legs and ran back, shouting along the way: "Gou Sheng, Shui Sheng, Er Dan, come out to eat ice cream, chocolate flavor..."

Ning Hao personally carried the gimbal specially customized for the P90 and walked to the first lens position.

In a neatly decorated room, Jing Tian was sitting on an old bed, looking at the night sky outside the window in a daze.

"So is it possible that the light in Yang Rui's eyes and the dream in his heart are the reasons why those people persist in working hard?"

"Everyone outside is envious of my luxurious life, but I am not happy at all. I always feel that a controlled life is boring."

Ning Hao looked around, comparing it with the settings in the script one by one, and finally nodded and said: "There is basically no problem, just a simple arrangement."

In one sentence, Ding Lan was so shocked that he almost dropped his facial mask.

Soon, members of the Hongmeng team also arrived one after another, and everyone was too tired to speak.

Immediately afterwards, there was a fight between him and the Hongmeng team.

"Good morning!" Yang Rui greeted with a smile: "How did you sleep last night? Are you still used to it?"

Several torches designed with light sources illuminate the underground palace hall dimly and dimly.

After all, in this era of rapid development, Chuanwu Sect is almost a rotten concept.

"Everyone is born different, so everyone has different hopes and beliefs in their hearts."

"They may not have poetry or distant romance in their hearts, but there is always something in this world that is worth their persistence and efforts."

Early the next morning, Yang Rui got up early to wash up.

Jing Tian seemed not to have heard anything, and then asked: "Aunt Ding, what do you think people are living for?"

Jing Tian stared at this scene dumbfounded, as if something was shattered in his heart.

The couple took the free P90 and walked around taking pictures, enjoying themselves endlessly.

But for a moment, he didn't know what to call him. His little face was so red that he almost didn't laugh out loud.

His eyes trembled violently, and Jing Tian was speechless.

After receiving a positive answer, he happily patted Yang Rui's face and said, "Good boy."

Only then did Jing Tian react belatedly and quickly bowed.

The originally deserted martial arts hall suddenly became lively with the influx of so many people.

Jing Tian, ​​who was wearing a floral coat, was lying in a dark red coffin, closing her eyes nervously and taking deep breaths with great effort.

Settings, metering, test shots... fine-tuning attempts again and again, just to find a balance point that satisfies both parties.

"..."

During dinner, the whole martial arts hall was full of laughter and laughter.

Hearing this, everyone stood in awe.

"In my opinion, this kind of life is really too gloomy and boring. Why do you think they are trying so hard to live?"

The old, weak, women and children plucked at the soft and delicious Wuchang rice in the bowl, and their eyes became red as they ate.

"The yearning in your heart is unfettered freedom, but the dawn in their hearts is the sun of tomorrow."

Yang Rui chuckled, "Scam, is one million so easy to earn?"

After breakfast, everyone, led by Yan Yuanming, went to the underground palace of the Huaying Pavilion, which was the filming location set by Yang Rui for this film.

Jing Tian seemed confused when he heard what he said.

The further they walked in, the more surprised Ning Hao and others were. More than eighty years later, the underground palace was still neat and clean. It was obvious that someone had been cleaning and maintaining it.

At this time, Ding Lan, who was panting from exhaustion, finally arrived. When he met, he saluted Yan Yuanming and said hello: "Master, I have to interrupt you during this time."

A sweet and lovely little princess from a wealthy family suddenly turned into a little village girl in the valley.

Several half-year-old children were so greedy that they swallowed their saliva when they saw the bulging bags of rice flour.

Several half-year-old children almost wolfed down the hot prepared dishes, eager to lick the plates clean.

March 27, Huaying Pavilion Underground Palace.

When he went out, he saw that Ning Hao and his wife had woken up earlier than him and were squatting there to take pictures of the gorgeous sunrise.

"This basement was dug more than 80 years ago, during the Anti-Japanese War..."

After a long while, she lay down on the bed depressedly.

Looking at the mountains of grain piled up in the warehouse, Yan Yuanming didn't say anything polite, but asked seriously: "Is this money clean?"

"But when I saw these people in the martial arts hall today, I felt that I was actually very happy. They didn't even have a full meal, and they didn't even have a piece of intact clothes..."

After a full three days of back and forth, the final plan was finalized.

Yan Yuanming led the way and introduced: "...In order to protect the nearby people from being killed by the Japanese, we dug this underground palace and set up several mechanisms as insurance..."

For a time, his creative thoughts surged, and countless script ideas spewed out of his mind.

"Do you think Yang Rui is great?" Ding Lan suddenly asked.

Moreover, the several ingenious mechanisms along the way also opened his eyes. Many ingenuities that he had only seen in books before were presented to him one by one.

She was wearing a tattered floral coat, two rustic braids, and her pretty face was covered with waxy foundation.

Yang Rui raised the clapper board.

Ning Hao raised his head, the dark circles under his eyes seemed to be a little deeper, "Everything else is fine, but there are a lot of cockroaches..."

Seeing the physically disabled and strong-willed martial arts disciples working hard, everyone who was a little disgusted at first immediately started to help.

Yan Yuanming squinted his eyes for a moment, then finally put down his guard, smiled and nodded, "As long as you don't dislike it."

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Ding Lan walked in after washing his face and applying a facial mask. "Tomorrow will be very hard, so go to bed early."

If it weren't for the disciples who left and left a lot of rooms, it would be difficult to arrange for so many people at once.

Everyone said hello to Yan Yuanming one by one, and walked into the Huaying Pavilion full of freshness and curiosity.

In the eyes of the pretentious petty bourgeoisie, this is chowder for feeding pigs, but in the eyes of these children, this is the most delicious thing in the world!

Late at night, everything is silent.

When did this little aunt start thinking about philosophy?

At the same time, the heroine of the film and the only actor Jing Tian also completed the final makeup look.

With a few fellow disciples who still had some labor, Yang Rui moved a cart full of grain, oil, rice and noodles into the martial arts hall.

Ding Lan smiled, "But if he was the only living person in this martial arts hall, do you think he could survive until now?"

The main body of the underground palace is a hall of more than 150 square meters, with all lighting relying on torches on the wall.

The last ones were Ning Hao and Xin Aina.

There are no entertainment activities in the martial arts hall, and there is only the most basic communication signal nearby. There is no way to surf the Internet, so everyone can only report to Duke Zhou early.

Jingtian immediately pecked at the rice, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Aunt Ding, good night."

If you sleep in in the martial arts studio, you will get your butt kicked by the old man!

Ding Lan pondered for a long time, then smiled and touched the girl's head.

In such a dim environment, it is not easy to find the balance point between ensuring the lens effect of the movie and showing off the powerful low-light photography performance of the P90.

"The photometry result is normal."

"Recording test, normal."

"Unrelated personnel exit, actors please take their seats."

""Burial" Scene 1, Shot 1, Shot 1, start!"

Snapped!

(End of chapter)