September 4th, early morning
It was raining heavily, and the water droplets hit the concrete floor with a crackling sound. In less than a quarter of an hour, the road was full of stagnant water.
As usual, Zhang Yi got off the No. 345 bus on time at 8:15 and walked straight to the entrance of Beijing Film Studio.
Perhaps because of the rain, there were not many extras who came to live today. Standing on the curb, Zhang Yi glanced over, and estimated that there were only two or three hundred people at most!
Not far away, the owner of Yingtian Guantang Steamed Bun Shop is very good at business. He erected two canopies on the sidewalk early on, and then put more than a dozen round stools.
The meaning is very straightforward, as long as you come to eat my buns, you will be able to shelter from the rain for free!
When I came here, I ate scallion noodles, and I also had an extravagant egg, and there were steamed buns and mustard in the bag...
But even so, Zhang Yi decided to spend five yuan to buy some steamed buns from the boss. There was no way, because the rain was too heavy.
"Boss, come pick up the buns!"
"Come on."
When the business came to the door, the boss was nimble, packed eight in disposable convenience bags and delivered them over.
"This canopy is too small to fit the table, so you just make room and eat with your hands."
"okay!"
Zhang Yi smiled, took the bun, and put it in the bag. Although I have a formal unit, work in the military art troupe, and the salary is not too low, but my girlfriend is sick like that, I have to save it!
Just as he was thinking, two young men in raincoats suddenly ran out of Beijing Film Studio. They were the same height, but it was obvious that the one in front was much more athletic than the one in the back.
Because he runs fast!
"Wang Baoqiang..."
Someone recognized the young man in front.
Wang Baoqiang is really a legend in the eyes of everyone. After he came back from studying in Shaolin Temple, he stayed here as an extra actor.
But after only being here for more than a year, he was spotted by the director Sun Hao, and played a moderate role in the movie "Train to Busan". I heard that Sun Hao gave him 5,000 yuan just for the film salary. RMB.
Of course, this is not what everyone envies the most! What made everyone feel jealous was that Sun Hao not only agreed to let him star in a movie in the future, but also recommended him to directors such as Zhang Guoli and Zhang Yimou, becoming a guest actor that everyone envied.
But, what is Wang Baoqiang doing here today?
Come pretend B?
Brothers, look at me, I no longer have to climb on the branch of the tree at the entrance of the Beijing Film Studio to survive.
When everyone was wondering, Wang Baoqiang smiled honestly.
"Hey... how many brothers are there?"
"They're all here, is there a good life?"
"have!"
Before Wang Baoqiang, who was running ahead, could answer, Li Yu, who followed closely behind, came in front of everyone.
"The daily salary is 100, cash settlement, lunch box with four dishes, one soup and chicken drumsticks, barbecue and beer in the evening..."
Fuck!
Everyone is excited.
Playing "Corpse" in other crews seems to be paid less than 50 yuan a day, let alone two meals with wine and meat.
"Director, choose me!"
"Director, choose me. I can act in anything, from an 80-year-old lady to a middle school student in his teens."
"Director, choose me. If you choose me, I guarantee that the value for money is excellent. You must know that when you are 'waiting for work', others are playing cards and drinking under the shade of trees, while I am practicing my lines and trying to figure out the characters.
How about I play a part for you right now? "
…
"Need not!"
Li Yu was very awesome, and with a wave of his hand, he rejected everyone's enthusiasm.
"Then what do you mean..." Zhang Yi squeezed forward, unwilling to let go of any opportunity.
"I said three conditions, please come forward if you meet them:
Second, have experience as an office clerk.
Three, between the ages of 20 and 40. "
"I!"
"I!"
"I!"
…
Li Yu had just finished speaking, and forty or fifty extras came forward on their own initiative.
Then what?
Everyone who stood up was waiting for [then], because the current production crews are like this, even if they are recruiting extras, they will be screened in the first round, second round, and third round.
The mission was not completed until the right number of people were screened out, but this time it was beyond everyone's expectations. Li Yu didn't say anything else, but waved his hand to ask Wang Baoqiang to bring these people in.
"Director, are there not enough extras?" Zhang Yi asked.
"Not enough, 25 more!
If you know extras who meet the requirements of our crew, call them quickly. "
…
Studio Four
The interior scene is magnificent. According to the ratio of 1:1, a very modern spaceflight control center is completely copied here.
In front of the rows of seats, there are the latest batch of computers. There are two-story-high giant screens divided into left and right screens. Various data are played on the left screen, and very clear animation demonstrations are displayed on the right screen...
Sun Hao, who came here for the first time, secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the scene in front of him.
That's right, this is what the flight control center should look like. Not to mention anything else, it is this shocking sense of technology that can fascinate many science fiction fans.
"Director Sun Hao..."
"Hmm... Teacher Guoli, are you here?"
"Come on, where's my script?" As expected of a seasoned actor, Zhang Guoli came here to talk about acting first, regardless of the salary.
"Wait a while, I'll talk about it later."
"Hehe..." Zhang Guoli laughed.
"Could it be that my character in this movie is more complicated and requires a deep sense of entanglement and contradiction. You need my impromptu performance, so you dare not give me the script!"
"Hey... Uncle Guoli, that's what I mean." Sun Hao smiled, and simply accepted the account.
After resting for several days, the crew has already recovered from the collapse in the desert. They should talk and smile, but the speed of their work is not slow at all.
It only took 20 minutes for Sun Hao to come to the studio. The photographic equipment, lighting equipment, radio equipment, etc. were all ready, and when Sun Hao gave an order, the filming officially started.
Due to the large scale of the built scene, it squeezed other spaces, such as the dressing room...
At this moment, Zhang Guoli was sitting on a small bench at the entrance of the studio, accepting makeup artist Huang Hua to play on his face.
"director…"
"Um?"
"Who is playing against me?"
"Zhang Jiayi!"
Translated by Zhang Jia~www.mtlnovel.com~ Zhang Guoli thought about it carefully, as if he had no impression of this person. Has there always been such a person in the circle?
"director…"
"Um?"
"How is this guy's acting skills?"
"very good.
At least in my opinion, if given the chance, he should be able to reach your current heights. "
"Haha..., what height do I have, I just figured it out on my own." Zhang Guoli smiled and waved his hands.
However, at this time, the extras recruited from outside were already in place.
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