Chapter 15

On July [-]th, in Wuxi Film and Television City, the film crew of Swordsman was launched. The two directors, the leading actors, some staff members, and Zhang Jizhong, hundreds of people attended the opening ceremony together.

The predecessor of the film and television industry was Liyuan. In the old days, actors in Liyuan played dead historical figures. Before going on stage, they would offer incense and worship gods to express their respect and pray for a smooth performance.

Today, the opening ceremony has become more and more complicated, with particular attention to time and location, and some horoscope criminals cannot be present at the scene.

As an old-school director, Zhang Jizhong also believed in this. He asked people to prepare a few rectangular tables early on, covered with red velvet, and placed a statue of Guandi on it. In front of the statue was a roasted pig's head and a fruit plate, and there were big red candles on both sides.

The crew brought a camera, which was covered by a red cloth. After everyone lined up to offer incense, Zhang Jizhong uncovered it, and shouted together to start the camera, even if the whole process was completed.

A few minutes later, after Zhang Jizhong and Huang Jianzhong finished offering incense, Shao Bin, the first male, stepped forward, followed by the first female, the second male, the second female, and the third male... Ding Xiu was the second male, and could only follow Xu love ass behind.

"I wish the Xiaoaojianghu crew a happy start!"

In the midst of the sound of firecrackers, Zhang Jizhong uncovered the red cloth of the camera, and the start-up ceremony of the crew was completed.

Everyone who participated in the opening ceremony received a red envelope of [-] yuan from Zhang Jizhong. Holding the red envelope, Miao Yi winked at Ding Xiu.

"An appointment tonight?"

Ding Xiu nodded heavily: "Yue, I'm going to squeeze you dry this time."

Chen Lifeng rolled his eyes: "Is it okay to play mahjong? It sounds like having an affair."

Practice martial arts in the morning, read scripts in the afternoon, and relax in the evening. I don’t know who started it, and I made an appointment to play mahjong.

Ding Xiu didn't know how to play at first, he kept losing money, and he was addicted to the key. The two of them liked playing with him most, and they often played late into the night.

However, recently his skills have started to improve, and she and Miao Yi are gradually unable to support themselves.

"The filming officially starts tomorrow and we're still playing." Hearing what they said, Yuan Bing said seriously: "Have you integrated all the martial arts movements? Have you memorized all the lines? Are the performances all nuanced?"

"The ugly words are up front. If anyone slows down the shooting because of too many NGs, don't blame me for cursing."

Miao Yi looked depressed, feeling a little pity for this month's pocket money, while Chen Lifeng smiled bitterly while touching his bald head.

She played the role of Yilin, a nun of the Hengshan sect. Her hair was shaved a few days ago, and now the wind blows over her head and it is chilly.

In order to compensate for the sacrifice she made, Zhang Jizhong specially increased her salary.

There are not many actresses who are willing to shave their heads for filming these days. It takes a few years for a long hair to grow back. If you shave your head once, you will not be able to take urban dramas in the next few years.

When the director saw your image, he immediately retreated.

Costume dramas are okay, at least you can wear hoods, urban dramas don't look natural, and they look fake.

Hooking Ding Xiu's shoulders, Yuan Bing pulled him aside, and said in a low voice, "Don't play mahjong if you're skilled, I heard you lost thousands of dollars."

"Whoever made the rumor, I sometimes win." Ding Xiu jumped, he started to lose, and recently he always won.

A man's four major hobbies are eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. If anyone tells him to stop, he will be in a hurry with whom.

Yuan Bing glanced at him: "Okay, I don't know what you are like, people are addicted to food, and it's not easy to make money, so save it to marry a wife in the future."

Ding Xiu shrugged: "How do you know that I am not playing mahjong to marry a wife?"

Yuan Bing's eyes lit up: "Yes, you, use the opportunity of playing mahjong to draw in the relationship between Miao Yi and Chen Lifeng, tell me, who are you chasing?"

"Both chased after."

"You can't put all your eggs in one basket, high, have you caught up?"

"I didn't catch up."

"Why?" Yuan Bing was puzzled.

Ding Xiu has nothing to say about his appearance, his martial arts is high, and he can talk sweetly, how could he not catch up with girls.

When mentioning this matter, Ding Xiu felt melancholy: "They said I was too careless."

"No, what did you say?"

"I asked them if they were sleeping."

Yuan Bing: "..."

"Oh, you should continue playing mahjong."

After the "confession" failed, he could still get along with Miao Yi and Chen Lifeng as buddies, and they still didn't hate him. I have to say, he is a talent.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ding Xiu's mouth: "So I have not been lenient in winning money from them these days."

Yuan Bing had mixed feelings and gave a thumbs up: "You are awesome!"

……

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Xu Qing, Miao Yi and the others had just finished washing and came to the lobby downstairs. Ding Xiu had already run five kilometers and came back.

"morning."

"morning."

"Ding Xiu, wake up so early?"

"I'm used to it, I'll go up and take a shower first, see you later."

When he was a group performer, he got up at [-]:[-] every day. After coming to the production team of Swordsman, he was still a little uncomfortable. He woke up before dawn, got up and ran for a few kilometers, punched twice, and took a cold shower. Spirit.

At seven o'clock, Wuxi Film and Television Base, Water Margin City.

As soon as Ding Xiu arrived at the set, he went into the dressing room, put on makeup, put on a headgear, and put on ancient costumes. It took more than half an hour for the whole process to be completed.

Don't look at him as a latecomer, Xu Qing and the others didn't even finish putting on their makeup. It takes a little longer for girls to dress up, and it takes half an hour for a hairstyle.

Throwing the mobile phone to the temporary assistant, he took the script and found a small Maza to sit down and wait for the play.

He got the notice a week ago.

It wrote the work content for a few days after starting up, including which scene to shoot, the time, location, actors, and director of the film.

He has a show today, at ten o'clock in the morning, and the first two hours are with the lead actor Shao Bin.

The on-site set has been completed, the assistant director leads the extras to move, the cameraman adjusts the camera position, the lighting engineer adjusts the lighting, everything is in order.

Only the male number one Shao Bin was missing.

This scene is the eve of the Hengshan school Liu Zhengfeng washing his hands, Tian Boguang molested Yilin in a restaurant in Hengyang City, Linghu Chong couldn't stand it and competed with Tian Boguang on the bench.

Now Yilin, Tian Boguang, and Taoist Tiansong are all here.

Yuan Bing asked his assistant to call Shao Bin, and when he asked him that he had just woken up in the hotel, he was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

During the phone bombing, Shao Bin arrived half an hour later, followed by his assistant, putting on makeup.

It was already nine o'clock when he finished his makeup and went to the bathroom, and it was eleven thirty after filming the scene, and it was twelve o'clock just after the crew moved to the "Fuwei Escort Bureau" to set up the slide rails.

dinner's ready!

Ding Xiu ate a boxed lunch with three dishes and one soup.

"I'm losing weight, don't eat fat, here you are." A pair of chopsticks fell into the lunch box, Ding Xiu looked up, it was Xu Qing.

"Then I'm welcome."

"Shouldn't you say thank you?"

"If you can't eat it for me, I'll help you digest it. It's you who should say thank you."

"Haha, I just like how cheeky you are, not hypocritical." Xu Qing took another chicken leg: "Eat what you can make up for."

"Is there such a saying? What does chicken legs make up for?"

"What do you think?" The coquettish Xu Qing smiled, and after a pause for a few seconds, seeing Ding Xiu gasp, she said, "Of course it's to mend the legs."

Inhale half of the cold air and exhale it completely, turning into hot air.

(End of this chapter)

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