MTL - What If I Accidentally Made My Debut?-Chapter 843 Uh......

  Chapter 843 Uh.

  Qi Lin looked indifferently in front of the camera, but blood oozes from the mask.

  The calm expression, the blood flowing out gives people a strong sense of impact!

  Qin Lu behind the camera was immediately brought into the play by Qi Lin, and all kinds of materials that she had read before for the role flashed through her mind.

  An actor's skills can be seen from the speed of entering the play.

   "Card! Passed!"

  Han Guanqi took off his earphones and shouted, the staff and assistant hurried forward.

  Some helped Qi Lin wipe the water, and some helped Qi Lin rinse his mouth.

  Although this artificial plasma is safe, the taste is definitely not good, but this is for Qi Lin, and for some young actors, this kind of plasma that has no peculiar smell and is sweet is already very rare.

  Han Guanqi directly notified the scene change, this one was shot perfectly and there was no need to re-shoot.

   Qi Lin also went to change his clothes, because he will not be in the next two scenes.

   It turns out they underestimated their shooting speed!

  In just one week, they filmed most of the scenes.

  Even Qi Lin and Han Guanqi stared a little.

  Han Guanqi took a sip from the thermos and said, "Boss, why don't you call them and ask how the filming went?"

  Qi Lin nodded and said: "It's good if you have contact, just ask."

  Han Guanqi was the first to call to inquire about Director Xu Zheng. After all, among several directors, he is the closest to Kylin Media.

   "Director Xu, how is the movie going?"

   "Movie? I just started picking actors. Are you all shooting?"

"Uh"

  Han Guanqi didn't know what to say at this moment, so he could only make a few vague sentences before calling the next director.

   "Director Ning, how is your movie going?"

   "The prop factory has already started to sell props, and the set will be set up in a few days. How are you, Director Han?"

"Uh"

   After Han Guanqi said something vague, he immediately contacted the next director.

   The final result is that, except for him, the other six directors have not started work yet!

  Qi Lin and Han Guanqi looked at each other and smiled, their expressions somewhat awkward. You said that this matter was done, if others hadn't started work, they would have finished filming, wouldn't this be a disgrace to the other directors?

  So the two of them made a tacit decision to add drama first!

  Anyway, it’s enough to cut the editing to less than 20 minutes, and then slow down the speed a little bit, so we must pursue perfection!

   This made both of them dumbfounded. When filming before, they only thought about how to pursue speed. This is the first time they have to take the initiative to slow down the filming speed.

  However, this does not bother Han Guanqi. As a perfectionist, if the cost and time are not considered, there is no problem with the delay.

   Lijian country.

   "Qi! The Oscars have already made your nephew a nominee, so what about the ballots?"

   "Hahaha, there are still more than two months, sir, are you impatient?"

  The white man smiled wryly after hearing the words: "The people behind are chasing very closely, and I won't hide it from you. I really need support at this moment."

  Qi Weimin moved his upper body slightly forward and said, "Don't worry, sir, there is still time, I promise you, as long as my nephew can get the best actor, my vote, as well as the votes of the people around me, will be yours!"

  The white man spread his hands when he heard the words: "Qi, this matter is not as easy as you think. I am definitely not a racist, but there are really many obstacles to getting a yellow man to win the best actor."

   "Of course I also understand this truth, so I beg you, don't you?"

   Qi Weimin's smile is still gentle, but the white people can understand at a glance that it is useless to say more. Qi Weimin is a person who does not see the rabbit and does not scatter the eagle.

   Before Qi Lin got the best actor, he would never give the ticket to himself.

  But he has nothing to do with Qi Weimin, at least not yet.

  Even if he does reach this position, as long as he wants to be re-elected, Qi Weimin's support will be indispensable next time!

   Speaking of which, it's actually a bit funny.

   After waiting for the white man to leave, the secretary came in holding several folders.

   "Boss, his recent votes are indeed not optimistic. Without our support, there is a high probability that he will lose the election. If we support him but fail at that time, it will be a loss for us."

   Qi Weimin laughed and said, "Then you underestimate him."

   "He has a lot of backers, and the people behind him are not simple. Our tickets are the icing on the cake for them, but it's not enough to say that it's timely help."

  The secretary was a little surprised and said, "Then why is he still willing to fight for us?"

   "For a matter like the general election, no one knows what the outcome will be until the last moment. Of course, if you can be more sure, you will be more sure."

  The secretary was stunned when he heard the words, and silently bowed his head to do things, thinking that such things are really not something he can produce.

   On the other end, the white man returned to the room and pondered for a few minutes before picking up the phone and calling his think tank into the office.

   "Qi can fight for it, but the other party asks us to push his nephew to the Oscar winner first!"

   A slightly fat middle-aged man said: "Isn't it already shortlisted?"

   "Haven't you heard of the personality of the Oscar judges?"

   "What about pressure?"

   "No, there are too many people staring at it. If it is too easy to ruin the reputation if it is discovered, I think it is better to lure it for profit!"

  “The question is how to seduce? What does the other party want?”

   "Let's think of it as an alternative general election. Has the list of judges come out?"

"Out."

   "Count the votes! There is only one goal, to make that kid named Qi Lin an Oscar winner!"

  The blessed white man frowned again: "With all due respect, if this is the case, the opponent will accuse us of getting too close to Huaxia."

   The room became a little quiet again, and this must indeed be taken into consideration.

  Everyone started talking, and they had to discuss a perfect plan.

   To get the tickets in Qi Weimin's hands, it must not make people feel that they are too close to Huaxia.

  The scale of this is not easy to grasp.

   Several people were discussing on the way, the door was knocked suddenly, and all the discussions in the room stopped immediately.

"Come in!"

  A blond beauty walked in from outside the door: "Sir, those people also went to the port. Our people said that the attitude of the two parties was very harmonious when they met."

   At this moment, all the people in the meeting room frowned tightly.

   This is not a good sign.

   Now Qi Weimin's attitude is very obvious, he doesn't care who can take that position.

  He only cares about who can help his nephew get the Oscar!

  (end of this chapter)