MTL - Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 7 "Cage" (2)

Qin Jue was thoughtful.

"I'll try it out," she said.

Cen Yi stopped at the point, didn't say much, and turned to other topics.

"After a while on the set, follow Director Jiang to walk through the location first, to determine the camera position and scene, and the camera assistant will mark where the actors move and where the camera moves.

"Then you go to listen to the speech of the assistant director, remember not to stand in the performance area or in front of the camera, it will hinder the work. The director of photography in the group is Director Jiang, who will take the artists and the camera to adjust the lights.

"Director Jiang likes to use light. The lighting engineer and the light substitute have a lot of scheduling. Sometimes the lighting will be changed on the spot. I went to see it this morning. The lighting double is about the same size as you, but a little shorter than you. Lighting and substituting are different, and some movement ranges should be adjusted. If the frame falls out when squatting or rushing forward, this set of shots will not work.”

Qin Jue's face was already covered with foundation, and the makeup artist applied another layer of powder that he didn't know what it was. Looking in the mirror, his face was very young, but there were traces of weather-beaten.

"Do you want to feed me first?" The makeup artist let go of Qin Jue's face to adjust the eyeshadow shade, and she asked while grabbing the gap.

"Looking at Director Jiang's meaning, it shouldn't be used." Cen Yi pondered, "Director Jiang doesn't want to use those classic martial arts moves in the fight scene, such as the oolong pole, it looks too fancy, and the picture is good but not good. True. Oh, by the way, you haven't hanged Weiya, have you?"

Qin Jue shook his head.

"Don't move yet." The makeup artist pulled her forehead with very light force and started to trim her eyebrows and apply eye makeup.

"In movies and TV series, the protagonist flips and kicks people, and the eaves and walls of costume dramas all need to hang Weiya. Wear Weiya clothes first, and then put on the costumes. In order to ensure smooth twitching, the steel cables behind and on both sides of Weiya clothes are very It is sharp, and it can scrape off a small piece of flesh with one touch. If you want to hang Weiya, you must follow the instructions of the staff.

"Director Jiang's assistant, Xiao Chen, will accompany you. If you are injured, remember to apply medicated oil. I think they have ice cubes ready. If you are bleeding, you can apply ice after filming."

"Okay." No wonder Qi Qingyuan reminded her to hire an assistant.

Then Cen Yi talked about some shooting procedures and precautions. Qin Jue is an absolute layman. It was the first time that she learned that there are so many ways to shoot a movie. When she speculated about the characters this morning, she also asked Sen Ran to organize some tutorials, but online Most of the resources in the film are general, and most of them are on paper, far less thorough than an experienced actor like Cen Yi.

She didn't need to take care of her hair, and she didn't have any props, but because she had to do special makeup on her fingers, she stayed in the dressing room from ten to twelve. Cen Yi had asked her if she wanted something to eat before, but she thought she would. Reasons affecting filming were rejected.

"Okay, the face and hands are fine."

The makeup artist said, "There is still damage makeup to put on."

Qin Jue: "I don't think so."

After Cen Yi mentioned her, he left to have lunch first. The makeup artist was a young girl. Qin Jue didn't shy away from it, and took off his coat and top.

The bruises and bruises all over her body, as well as old scars, are very real.

The makeup artist hissed half of his face. "It hurts to look at," she said.

"It's okay." Qin Jue smiled and took the costume into the dressing room.

Her costume is a slightly loose sports vest and matching trousers, which are specially distressed and have dried blood on it. The shoes are soft boots that protect the ankles, and there are organs in them. Knock on the boots The blade tip can be ejected from the boot.

After confirming that the lower mechanism spring was functioning normally, Qin Jue walked out.

The young man in the mirror has his eyes pointed upward, the dotted line connecting the inner and outer corners of his eyes just below the pupil, his shape is sharp, his eyebrows are thicker, and he goes up from the inside out. Dry and bloodless. As soon as they met face to face, the hearts of those who met his gaze shuddered.

This young man, he is like a wolf ready to go.

Qin Jue bowed slightly, her fingertips with special effect makeup were wrapped with sharp nails, she slammed forward and swung a claw forward, her eyes were calm and calm, her knuckles were drawn in, showing a heart-wrenching posture, shocking Extremely powerful.

"Ah, I'm dead."

The makeup artist covered her heart. "Brother, you are really handsome."

Qin Jue's whole body was full of momentum. She was rarely praised so simply and rudely in this regard. She was a little helpless and a little funny: "Thank you, your makeup is very good."

The makeup artist scratched his head and smiled: "After all, it's her profession. And you are very cooperative. I have met many actors in the group who thought my makeup was too ugly."

"There are always people who are difficult to get along with." Qin Jue nodded.

"Oh, it's not." The makeup artist pouted, "And there are people who make fun of me with my name. My name was given by my grandfather, and it has a very good meaning."

"what's your name?"

The makeup artist raised her chest and was very proud: "My name is Wu Ang! The spring is full of Ang!"

"…"

Qin Jue: "Pfft."

Qin Jue raised his wolf claws: "Then we are a biological subject."

Wu Ang is happy.

"Little Qin handsome guy, you look very paralyzed, it's actually very interesting."

Qin Jue avoided answering, just smiled: "I like animals very much."

Having said that, I remembered that now I only have the little snake, Ah Ran, by my side, neither dogs nor cats, nor foxes and rabbits.

Alas, my hands are itchy and lonely.

"Why is the handsome guy sighing?" Wu Ang accompanied Qin Jue out to the shed. She was with the makeup artist and had to be on standby throughout the process.

Qin Jue sighed: "I miss my dog."

"Then your dog must miss you very much." Wu Ang also had a dog at home, and he felt the same way when he heard this.

Qin Jue smiled.

"That's true."

…

Jiang Shuming rented a space in the boxing stadium and turned it into a studio.

The filming time was set at two o'clock in the afternoon. Qin Jue arrived early and was called by Jiang Shuming as soon as he showed up.

"Little Qin, look over there."

Jiang Shuming pointed to the mark on the ground with fluorescent tape and asked, "Are you sure you will let your opponent fall on the mark?"

Qin Jue asked, "How many people?"

"Six, the number of people is increasing one after another." Jiang Shuming pointed to the group performers standing in a row again. Most of these people are boxers in the ring.

Qin Jue looked at them one by one. Judging from the standard of ordinary people, these people were all tall, short, fat and thin, but they had enough muscle mass and momentum, and they could be considered to be able to fight.

"Yes." She nodded, "Do you want to arrange the order?"

"You guys try it out first."

Jiang Shuming is very good at adapting to local conditions. Qin Jue is a novice. He doesn't waste time talking about positions and shots.

This kind of phenomenon is quite rare in filming, that is, Jiang Shuming attaches great importance to this film, so he can speak so well.

Qin Jue was led into the performance area by the camera assistant, and the recording assistant installed a wireless microphone on her. Although there are no lines, Jiang Shuming wants to record some real breathing. Other group performances don't have this treatment, and they all rely on the radio microphones that the camera crew hangs above them to record.

"Well, what are you fighting for?"

A burly group performer looked at Qin Jue and asked Hanhan.

Qin Jue said calmly: "It's real, you guys can go straight on."

A few group performers surrounded her. They were all boxers. They had only been with the group for a few days, and they had no experience. Qin Jue said that it was not ambiguous to fight, and the leader rushed up with a shout.

three minutes.

Qin Jue stood there and clapped the dust on his hands.

The group performers ABCDEF fell radially to the ground, and two of them flew a little farther.

"Is this okay?" she asked Jiang Shuming.

Jiang Shuming folded his arms with his arms folded under the watchful eyes of the other staff members who wrote "You are just kidding me": "I feel almost, Xiao Qin didn't kill me."

Qin Jue nodded honestly, "I don't see any bloodletting packs on them."

She also deliberately played two extra minutes.

Jiang Shuming touched his chin: "The two kicking positions are too tricky. Also, you leave one dead at your feet."

Qin Jue nodded and raised his hand again:

"Is it convenient for me to communicate with the group?"

"Okay, it's up to you." Jiang Shuming nodded.

But for some reason, as soon as he said these words, he had an ominous premonition.

Qin Jue immediately lowered his head, smiling innocently and innocently.

"A few eldest brothers are afraid of breaking me? Or your food treatment is not good, and you haven't eaten enough?"

"Don't worry, I'm not here to shoot."

She hooked the corner of her mouth, her voice was soft, and her eyes slowly swept over everyone lying on the ground:

"Director Jiang said that there are people here who can be killed, so I came here."

Seeing that the expressions of several group performers changed, Qin Jue put away the smile on his face again.

"I overestimated. You guys are really good."

"It doesn't feel good at all. You look at the big and three thick, and the muscles on your body are for decoration? Oh, have you read the script? At least the ratings given to you in the script are still dogs. You are just broilers."

Qin Jue said with a thoughtful expression on his face, as if realizing that his speech was inappropriate, he sighed.

"Feel sorry."

The expressions of several people in the group changed from indignation to second-level unhappiness. Seeing that this was the set, they didn't say much.

Qin Jue then said sincerely:

"I thought about it for a while, but a vegetable chicken is more suitable. It's both vegetables and rubbish."

Jiang Shuming: ...Wait, it's too sarcastic! Are you thinking about the words you choose?

"Can you **** speak!" Being despised in front of so many people, one group performer couldn't stand it and stood up and cursed.

Qin Jue raised his eyes lazily.

"You're upset, you beat me up?" She tilted her head.

"Fuck, arrogant you#￥%—"

Another group of performers rushed up with a punch. Qin Jue made a wrong step, his long legs rose, and he kicked his neck fiercely!

She hates to hold back, and when she deliberately mocks the group performance, the irritability and desire to kill that are rooted in her body slowly rise.

"Are there any staff? Bring the blood bag."

Qin Jue is provoking others as well as himself. Her exposed arms had begun to tremble unconsciously, and a strong desire was burning in her heart, making her extremely eager to tear open the flesh and smell the rich **** smell.

"Hurry up. If you don't take it, you will die."

she said impatiently.

"Fuck, UU reading www.uukanshu.com brothers **** him!"

The leading group performed a real fire, and slapped the staff who came up to pack the blood bag to the ground. As soon as the heavy feet kicked on the ground, the whole person ran up with agility that was completely out of shape.

A few seconds before he collided with Qin Jue, he heard the boy's sneer.

He said, "I guess you haven't killed anyone."

Immediately afterwards, a surging pressure instantly enveloped the man who was rushing forward, like a jack on the top, trembling all over, and even breathing was extremely difficult.

He was instantly brought back to the terrifying experience when he was almost killed in the boxing ring!

This man named Qin Jue... really wanted to kill him!

"what-!"

When people are afraid, there are many responses. Some are paralyzed on the ground, some run away, and some are extremely frightened and angry.

Qun Yan A shouted violently. He had forgotten that this was filming. He only knew that if he couldn't strike first, he would definitely be the one who died!

"It's really noisy."

Feeling the real killing intent and hostility, Qin Jue completely entered the state, her brown eyes were covered with blood red, she seemed to be a prophet, tilting her head to make the attack of the incoming person fail, almost at the same time, her hand was pinched. his neck!

The burly man who was taller than her head was lifted up abruptly!

"Cough, hiss-"

He stretched out his hand and squeezed Qin Jue's hand tightly, and his feet kept kicking forward under the will to survive.

The man's painful expression gave Qin Jue some psychological pleasure at this time. She smiled briefly, her fingers suddenly retracted, and the sharp nails cut through the flesh of his neck!

Then he stretched out his hand and swung it, and a person weighing 200 jin slammed into the cardboard boxes stacked in the corner with a bang, and a beautiful red arc of blood was raised in the air!