Chapter 15 015. Love is completely dead
"Kah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Mine!"
Xu Xin yelled to stop.
The moment the static electricity came, not to mention Yang Mi, he also trembled from the electric shock.
Then this lens will definitely not work.
After yelling to stop, he ignored the girl with goosebumps all over her body. After getting up, he fumbled for the metal doorknob.
While dispelling the static electricity, he said:
"Take all the money back, let's do it all over again. You did a good job just now, it's this kind of rhythm. She comes up to you and stuffs the money into the rope. Let's do it all over again. I'll go and see the light line just now. No, just wait for me."
After finishing speaking, he walked out quickly, came to the small monitor and looked at it. He felt that the light was a little dark, and asked Lin Chaochao to add a set of reflectors inside.
Following Fang Xiu's start-up for test shooting, he walked back into the room after seeing that the light was almost the same.
One front, one back, about ten minutes.
Yang Mi and the three extra performers remained in their original positions and did not move.
No way, the camera position is fixed, if you move, you have to stick a cross footstep mark to move.
That would be too late.
Young people are actually good at work, they are tenacious and able to persevere.
"Come on, start a new one, and get that song back to where it was just now."
Following Xu Xin's words, the others quickly settled down.
Including Yang Mi.
Then, the manic music sounded again...
As usual, when the girl exposed her waist without a trace of fat to him...
"Snapped!"
"Hiss!"
Accompanied by Yang Mi's shock, Xu Xin withdrew his hand full of doubts.
"..."
Xu Xin was speechless. After calling to stop the shooting, he looked down at his down jacket from Zhang Qinga...
Yang Mi asked speechlessly:
"What are you wearing under your clothes?"
"..."
Xu Xin was taken aback for a moment, and opened his arms.
A few people take a look...
Good guy, cashmere sweater.
No wonder, if you can't get rid of static electricity, you will get ghosts.
“…I’m off.”
He stood up as he spoke, and just as he took off his down jacket, he heard a burst of crackling static electricity.
He opened the door speechlessly. He wanted to go out to take off, but he glanced at the group of students outside who were waiting to be photographed... He paused again and walked back.
Close the door and take off directly in the room.
Anyway, there is a thin autumn coat inside.
But anyone who has worn the cashmere sweaters produced by EEDS in the past two years knows that the material of this brand is nothing to say, it is pure cashmere.
Soft and comfortable.
It's very sticky when you take it off.
It doesn't mean sticky, but the kind of static electricity is easy to wipe off, and sometimes the scalp feels numb after taking off clothes.
It's crazy.
And it was the same when Xu Xin took off his clothes. The static electricity was so hot that his autumn clothes were lifted up.
Several people in the room saw his belly...
He is of average build.
This is the truth.
I didn’t do systematic fitness, and I didn’t suffer much. I go to bars and nightclubs every day. On the belly of a woman, the figure is really average.
Even a little beer belly.
Yang Mi took a look and avoided her gaze, but the other men didn't think there was anything wrong...
You’re not a sports student, are you?
There is no possibility of a bursting figure attracting everyone's attention.
After taking off the cashmere jacket and putting on the down jacket again, Xu Xin nodded again:
"Come."
…
"Snapped!"
“…click.”
Called stop again, he was speechless.
Yang Mi was also speechless.
Everyone in the room was speechless.
"Why don't you put it in another place?"
The girl who was electrocuted three times in a row was helpless now.
If it was the first time, she was still a little restless...but now that she has shot three in a row, she has lost all anger.
Those who didn’t know thought there was something wrong with her acting skills.
Who would have thought it was static electricity?
Zhang Mingyuan was also speechless:
"Did you two call too?"
Xu Xin is also innocent.
This inexplicable kills three.
Hearing this, Xu Xin panicked with embarrassment.
The sense of shame gradually came up.
After thinking about it, he said:
"Try again?"
"…All right."
Turn on the computer for the fourth time.
The music is still manic, and the banknotes are still hanging on the girl's waist.
Finally, the drunk handed out the fifty-dollar bill.
And I don't know if Yang Mi was afraid or instinctive, originally the side of her waist was facing him, but when she really wanted to touch her, her waist shrunk back into an arc.
Fortunately, Xu Xin reacted quickly. In order not to continue NG, he stretched out his hand and stuck the fifty yuan on Yang Mi's waist.
No static electricity!
The girl's body was still stiff this time.
Beside , Fang Xiu stepped on the sofa, half squatting and subconsciously shouted:
"Crack!"
"..."
"..."
The corner of Xu Xin's mouth twitched, and Yang Mi was also speechless.
he asked:
"What's wrong?"
"In the camera, she was a little stiff."
"...I'll go and have a look. It's so easy to pass and see the effect. Don't move, there are also close-ups of the face, that kind of surprised and surprised emotion."
After giving instructions to the girl who had been squatting on the table for half an hour, Xu Xin came to the door again.
Wearing headphones and looking at this one on the small monitor.
Yes, there are stiff parts.
but…
It seems to work.
This stiffness is quite natural, as if it was a surprise because the 50 yuan was less.
"Hoo..."
For the first time in his life, director Xu Da, who had more than three NG shots, finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to walk into the room.
"It can be used, now the face close-up..."
…
The scene in the first box ended after the girl's astonished eyes and the drunken man's embarrassment came out of the room.
Calmly.
Yang Mi finally got down from the table, put on the down jacket and just walked out of the house, but saw that Xu Xin had already continued to shoot.
Don't care about things here at all.
This is actually not normal, because according to her experience in the crew, after each scene, the director will leave some time for the scene manager, drama manager, and props to check some things and sort out the train of thought by the way.
There is no one like him...
But seeing how he staggered into the second room, he felt that he was thinking too much.
It’s just a short film, and it’s not a regular crew, so why ask others according to professional requirements?
After the scene was over, she thought for a while, but said nothing, but followed several people behind the video line of the camera, and continued to observe the performance of the crew.
…
The drunk man couldn't find a room, and the alcohol seemed to be picking up, and his eyes, which were originally wide open, narrowed.
Looking in a daze, he came to a very noisy box and was about to doze off as soon as he sat at the door.
The surrounding voices were noisy, but they had nothing to do with him.
No matter whether the noise of men or women can prevent his brain, which is about to shut down, from going into a dormant state.
But there is always an accident in everything...
"Dead! All love!!"
When the music sounded, instantly, the drunk man's eyes widened suddenly, and he regained his energy.
"Mine!"
Amidst the heart-piercing singing, he stood up suddenly, shouting, looking for Mark Wind.
Then I don’t know who handed over a microphone.
The camera was always aimed at him, the face of the drunk drunk reflected the colorful colors of the screen, and roared heart-piercingly with the microphone:
"To exist!! To die!! To love..."
"oh!!!"
Everyone started cheering, and another buddy with a microphone also appeared in front of the camera at this time, hooking the drunk man's shoulder.
The drunk man was a little stunned and glanced at him.
But this buddy didn't look at him, and laughed and sang while facing the TV.
Seeing this, the drunk swallowed, as if he didn't care too much, following the rhythm of the person hooking his shoulders, the two began to lower their voices as they swayed...
"Take ~everyday~ as the end of the world and fall in love~"
"One ~ minute one second ~..."
Singing, it is true singing.
But it will still be edited later.
Finally, the song "Love To Die", which has been popular all over the country this year, has reached its climax.
The two gentlemen blushed and their necks were thick, and they changed from hooking their shoulders to staring at each other:
"Dead!! All love!!"
"Not incisively! Not happy~~~~..."
Because of being drunk, the drunk man's blue veins exploded, and he sang extremely hideously.
And the other party did the same, and both of them even broke their voices.
But the people around did not know when they had gathered around, and everyone surrounded the two of them and cheered and sang.
A love song abruptly turned into a chorus.
After yelling and shouting, a song finally had only the ending sound, and the strong man seemed unsatisfied. At this time, someone handed over the beer.
He took it subconsciously, and heard the partner who sang with him just now shout:
"Happy Birthday to our Sissy!!"
"Happy Birthday Sissy!!"
"cheers!!"
"oh!!"
Cheers started again, but I don't know if it was because I drank too much, or because I didn't realize that I entered the wrong room.
As the crowd cheered, the drunk foolishly took the microphone and said:
"Who? Who's birthday?"
"Sissy."
"...Who is Sissy?"
"..."
"..."
"..."
Love, died completely with the end of the notes.
The room was filled with silence.
A group of people all looked at the drunk.
It was quiet for a few seconds...
"You don't know Sissy?"
"...Who is this?"
"Who knows?"
"Who are you?"
After many questions sounded, Xu Xin shouted that sentence:
"OK."
In an instant, everyone's emotions calmed down, and Xu Xin immediately looked at Zhang Mingyuan.
This scene was not difficult to film, but the difficulty was in the sound recording.
Zhang Mingyuan, who still had a mobile audio console hanging on his waist, took off the earphones and handed them over.
Xu Xin kept it in his ears, from the beginning to the end of the song, he nodded:
"Okay, Zhang, the background noise can hardly be heard! ... Let me check the monitor."
A moment.
"OK, this one is over!"
The second room went unexpectedly smoothly.
(end of this chapter)