Chapter 147 Drawing Prizes
Wu Mu still thought that with just a few shots, he would be able to take a photo soon.
But if it is clicked over and over again, how long will it take to take the photo?
Wang Xiaotian and the others who were also watching on the side were not too surprised. He is an international director who has won so many awards, and he also makes art films. This is not weird at all, and it does not fit the stereotype. .
Wang Xiaotian was quite gloating about his misfortune, "Wu Mu, you will be in trouble later."
Lu Yao comforted him in a low voice, "Teacher Wumu, your acting was so good just now, it shouldn't be like this."
Isn't this the case?
That’s impossible to say
From Wumu’s point of view, he didn’t see anything wrong with the actors’ filming at all. The performances were obviously very natural, but the director was Yao Ka, as if he was deliberately torturing people.
Both the male and female protagonists have obviously been tortured quite a bit. During the next few shots, people felt a little delirious.
Finally.
“Okay, let’s pass.”
I finally passed this one. Anyway, Wu Mu didn’t see how it was any better than the previous one.
After filming a few more scenes, the male and female protagonists of the movie finally came to an end.
Then it’s time for Wu Mu to appear.
Xavier quickly arranged for Wu Mu to play.
Wu Mu has also filmed many movies and TV series, so he still has experience, so he won’t make mistakes with basic things.
But what he worried about happened.
He sat on the cold stone floor by the Seine River. After the recorder played the board, his hand stretched out to the strings according to Xavier's previous explanation.
Then I dared to raise my hand.
"Click."
The old man Matthew looked at him expressionlessly and shouted click.
The second time, Wu Mu stretched out his hand towards the guitar.
“Click.”
It clicked again.
It clicked on the first move, twice in a row.
The most important thing is that he doesn’t even know what the problem is.
Wu Mu, who had been somewhat confident before, now began to feel a little irritable.
The third time, it was still the same place. Almost as soon as Wu Mu stretched out his hand, he was shouted again.
Fourth time.
The fifth time.
I couldn’t bear it any longer this afternoon.
He stood up and asked Matthew, "What's wrong with me?"
After all, he got the money, so he wouldn't be able to stop taking pictures just a few times, but at least you Tell him what the problem is.
What’s the point of just reshooting it over and over again?
He wanted to find out what the problem was before correcting it, but when Xavier and other crew members saw his actions, their hearts skipped a beat.
It’s over, this person is going to make their director angry.
This person doesn’t know their director’s shooting style, but they know it very well. Matthew Albert always says the same thing when shooting. He doesn’t need anyone’s opinions or ideas, so that you can reshoot him over and over again. Maybe he won't be angry yet, but if you dare to talk back and ask questions, he will be offended immediately.
Sure enough, Xavier saw that old man Matthew's face, which had been calm just now, instantly turned cold.
He stared at Wu Mu coldly, "Reshoot."
Wu Mu still looked at the old man Matthew seriously and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
The old man Matthew stared at him coldly and said nothing this time.
The atmosphere instantly cooled down.
Even Wang Xiaotian and Lu Yao beside them couldn't help but look at Wu Mu with worry.
Just when they were worried, Mathieu Albert behind the monitor suddenly stood up, walked to Wu Mu in a few steps, ripped off the guitar from Wu Mu, and threw it aside coldly. Staring at him, "Leave me, I don't need you here."
Damn it, this is how you are polite to people you like, right?
Wu Mu took a long breath. If it had been before, he would have turned around and left without saying a word.
I think he cares about such a supporting role, right? But if he leaves at this time, it seems that his real skills are not as good as others and he has to leave in disgrace.
If I had known this person had this shooting style, he would definitely not have accepted such words.
Wumu tried hard to suppress the irritability in his heart, looked at Mathieu Albert again and said seriously, "Tell me what's wrong with me, I think I can adjust it."
Matthew Albert's face had a smile on his face With a sarcastic expression, "You still dare to ask me what's wrong with me, my feelings, you know my feelings."
He pointed to the male protagonist of the movie on his side, "You are the future him, do you understand?"
< br>Then he pointed at the heroine next to him, "I need you to have feelings for her! What is it about you, guilt? Atonement? I need love, you know!"
Why don't you just say that? It’s over!
Do you have to be mysterious and silent?
Wu Mu really doesn’t like the director’s taciturn style.
He took a deep breath and looked at the sarcastic old man Matthew, "Let me do it again."
The old man Matthew looked at him coldly and sat down again. behind the monitor.
Reshoots.
The male and female protagonists walked silently on the stone road beside the Seine River, but the wandering singer Wu Mu paid no attention to them. He only half-clutched his guitar and lowered his head expressionlessly, just looking at his own strings.
A passerby bent down and put ten ohms in his guitar case. He raised his eyes and then lowered his head again, just looking at his strings.
Lu Yao, who was watching from the side, hissed, "Sister Qingyue, Teacher Wumu's performance here is very good. Just that look in her eyes just now made my heart sink."
Lin Qingyue said with a smile on her face, "He showed his true colors."
Wu Mu didn't get hit again this time and passed smoothly.
The old man Matthew stood up, came to Wu Mu again, nodded towards Wu Mu, "You are very good."
Wu Mu was speechless, what is this, a compliment from an international director?
He is not the kind of mentally weak person, this kind of thing has no feeling at all for him.
The shooting of Wu Mu has been completed, but the shooting task is not over yet.
He will be connected with a hand movement of a substitute playing the piano.
But.
Wu Mu watched the specially invited stand-in being clicked over and over by Matthew, and he was already numb.
No, if we continue to shoot like this, how long will it take to get this little shot of him?
No, we have to think of a way.
Wu Mu directly opens the system panel.
[Points: 1891]
Wu Mu has nearly two thousand points and a huge sum of money.
Before attending the 1967 Gala, he had more than 500 points. The first gala gave him more than 1,200 points, and the subsequent endorsement shoots and exclusive interviews added more than 100 points. In addition, today's recording of Lu Some are added one after another.
After the party, Wumu was deliberately useless. I originally thought that if there was nothing special needed, I would save up and draw a gold treasure chest.
Now I feel the need to use it.
Wu Mu still followed the previous arrangement, leaving a guarantee of 500, and then spent 1,300 points to directly buy 13 white treasure boxes.
"Open the box."
After muttering silently in his heart, the treasure box on the system panel was slowly opened.
[Congratulations on getting attribute points, guitar +1 bonus. 】X7
【Congratulations on getting attribute points, piano +1 bonus. 】x2
[Congratulations on winning the song - "Courage". 】
【Congratulations on winning the song - "Canon in D Major". 】
【Congratulations on getting the prop - performance card (10 million). 】X2
It’s all white, no gold.
Wu Mu was not surprised. He only drew a golden skill last time. How could he be so lucky to draw the second skill?
He checked the system's rewards one by one.
The first is the attribute of the guitar. This thing is also the first thing to appear, but unlike the piano that recycles points and the singing that starts, this thing is actually useful.
And it is exactly what he needs now. It is obviously given to him by the system after detecting his needs.
(End of this chapter)