Chapter 48: Folk remedies to cure serious illnesses
“Do you have a cure?” After hearing Zhang Yuan’s words, Yang Tao raised his head and looked at him with bloodshot eyes.
“Zhang Yuan, I know you have good intentions.”
“You are also very capable among young people, but this matter is not as simple as you think.”
“I have thought of all the ways I can think of, and I have asked for all the people I can ask for.”
"But most of the time, both parties don't want to offend, and I didn't even bother to try to pull him off."
Compared with Yang Tao and Lai Shuiqing, it is obvious that the old lady and the capital behind her are more powerful.
Old Yang waved his hand towards Zhang Yuan and said to him, don't joke with me now, I'm not in the mood.
"Director Yang, what we lack now are extras, right?" Zhang Yuan was still reluctant.
“There are no requirements for acting skills. In fact, most of them are human backgrounds, right.”
"Yes, what do you want to say?"
"If that's the case, I might actually have something to do." Zhang Yuan's tone was very calm. Yang Tao observed it carefully for a while and felt that his expression did not seem to be serious. Funny.
"Can you really do it?"
"Not necessarily, but I can try."
Yang Tao thought about what Li Dawei had said to him before.
"This kid is different from ordinary people. He has ideas."
This is when he was doubtful.
"Okay, you give it a try."
That's what Yang Tao said, but he still didn't hold out much hope. After resting for a while, he started calling friends again to find someone.
Zhang Yuan did the same. He picked up his cell phone, found a number and dialed it.
After more than an hour, the atmosphere on the set became increasingly anxious.
The main actors hid in the shade of the trees and complained. Many people had begun to question the crew, and even thought about finding a chance to escape.
The staff in Hong Kong Island and the Imperial Capital were at war with each other, and they would talk trash from time to time.
Just when people were restless and the situation of the crew was in serious trouble, bursts of roars attracted the attention of everyone present.
Not far from the filming location is a dirt road. At this moment, dust is swirling all over the sky, as if some ferocious beast is about to charge towards the crew.
Yang Tao and Lai Shuiqing walked forward, and after a while they realized that this seemed to be a motorcade.
A convoy of mudheads!
Huh...squeak!
The convoy came to a close, stopped steadily, and the dust dispersed. Only then did the two directors realize that the leader was a black tiger-head Mercedes-Benz.
The car door opened, and a bloated middle-aged man got out of the car.
The person who came was none other than Zhao Decai.
Zhang Yuan waited until the dump truck stopped and then ran out from behind a huge boulder.
He is not afraid of anything but dump trucks...
"Mr. Zhao, you are here." Zhang Yuan greeted him and introduced him to the two directors at the same time.
"Film and television investor, Mr. Zhao Decai, my friend."
Yang Tao and Lai Shuiqing nodded dullly, but had not yet reacted.
"Director Yang, Director Lai, the extras are here, we can start filming."
It wasn't until Zhang Yuan raised his hand and pointed, and the two of them followed his hand, that they I found that the truck bed of the dump truck was full of hundreds of young men!
These people have dark skin and thick hands and feet. Most of them wear wear-resistant and stain-resistant green camouflage uniforms, and there is a lot of dust and mud on their bodies.
"These people are..." Yang Tao couldn't believe his eyes.
Where did this kid get so many people?
“These are workers at the construction site of the Imperial City, and some young and good-looking ones have been selected from them.”
Workers!
Yang Tao and Lai Shuiqing looked at each other.
Why didn’t we think of that!
[Received thanks from Yang Tao, film and television theory +3, photography skills +5, ethnic customs +3! 】
【Received thanks from Lai Shuiqing, Cantonese +6, Storyboarding Skills +2, Drinking Capacity +3, Drama Theory +3! 】
It’s summer now, and film and television schools are also on vacation, so they searched everywhere but couldn’t find hundreds of young people to act as extras.
And Zhang Yuan remembered that when he was on the phone with Fatty Zhao a while ago, the other party mentioned that he had a developer friend who had many properties under construction in Didu, and also said that he would give him a discount.
So I contacted Zhao Decai, but the other party didn’t say anything and hurriedly contacted his friends. He didn’t even prepare a transport vehicle, so he simply started loading the dump truck from the construction site.
Zhang Yuan waved his hand: "Unload the truck!"
Although the young migrant workers don't know how to act, if they put on their clothes and stand there without talking, the audience won't be able to tell.
But the premise is that if you give them enough money, the daily salary of these prime-year migrant workers can be higher than that of group actors.
Of course, Zhang Yuan understood that saving money at this time was like putting out fire, and money was a trivial matter.
In less than half an hour, two to three hundred good people finished changing their clothes and stood in scattered rows under the command of the foreman.
Even now, Yang Tao and Lai Shuiqing still feel unreal when they see so many people.
What the two of us couldn't handle, this guy can handle it with just one phone call?
The key is who can think of finding someone from the construction site.
In fact, the bad thing about these two people is that they are too professional, so when solving problems, their thinking is framed in the professional field.
Zhang Yuan is different, he is good at dealing with these "wild ways".
But don't mention it, folk remedies can cure serious illnesses. Sometimes the right path is not easy to follow, so you really have to rely on these crooked tricks to get things done. "Everyone is in position!"
Yang Tao personally picked up the loudspeaker and shouted at the top of his lungs.
At this moment, he felt as happy as breaking through the storm.
""The Story of Heaven and the Dragon Slayer", the first scene, the first shot, the first time, ACTION!"
...
What happened after that was as usual, a big scene was successfully filmed. Zhang Yuan had no lines and only had to stand in the established position.
Yang Tao hid behind the monitor and observed.
Although the protagonist of this scene is Su Youpeng, his attention is glanced at Zhang Yuan aside from time to time.
“He is very serious about acting and very dedicated.”
Lai Shuiqing's voice with a Xiangjiang accent came from behind Yang Tao.
Yang Tao looked back and then nodded.
He automatically assumed that the other party was praising Zhang Yuan, not Su Youpeng.
“Indeed, there are no words for him in this scene, so he only needs to stand in the crowd.”
“But even so, he will react to the protagonist’s performance , including small movements and eyes.”
There are times when actors are lazy. In many big plays, actors who don’t have lines will skip out or even fall asleep.
However, Zhang Yuan was still able to maintain his performance, which the two directors appreciated very much.
"Stuck!"
Director Yang shouted stop, and then waved his hand excitedly: "Do it again!"
He stood up and looked at Lai Shuiqing aside.
He was directing the play just now, but the other party came over, which obviously meant to relax.
Yang Tao was a leader after all, so he was the first to smile and extend his hand.
"Good luck with the start."
Lai Shuiqing also smiled tacitly: "Good luck with the start."
There is a saying called the four irons of life.
We carried guns together, shared windows together, shared stolen goods together, and visited prostitutes together.
Why can these four things make iron?
Because of shared negative memories.
Both of them are guilty now.
If the skylight is opened on the start-up day, not only will it be difficult to explain in front of investors, but their reputation in the industry will also be affected.
Therefore, there was an initiative to reconcile.
In the final analysis, the two of them actually have no hatred, they are all competing for interests.
However, the boss intends to reconcile, but after the incident just now, the people under his command have become more antagonistic, and they are incompatible with each other.
"Yang Sheng, for the sake of working on the crew, we have to make the relationship between our subordinates more harmonious."
"Director Lai, those who work on the crew have a big temper. You can't do this job if you have a good temper." , it’s difficult.”
It’s not that they don’t want to, it’s just that they can’t do it.
They are now afraid that foreign enemies will destroy them and civil strife will break out.
"How about we ask Zhang Yuan, maybe he has a trick?"
After the two thought for a while, Yang Tao spoke first.
When he encounters difficulties now, he will instinctively think of Zhang Yuan.
"It makes sense..." Now, even Lai Shuiqing thinks so.
On the other side, Zhang Yuan was sitting under the shade of a tree and resting. Next to him sat several actors who had participated in the training together and were already familiar with each other.
"Zhang Yuan, can you massage my legs for me? I stood for too long just now and my calves are so sore." Gao Yuanyuan said cautiously.
She has been training so hard these days. She has been coveting Zhang Yuan's massage skills for a long time, and she didn't say it until now.
Can Zhang Yuan be the kind of person who is willing to be a masseur just to touch a girl’s long legs?
Yes...
"Open your legs, no, put your legs up, let me see."
Zhang Yuan patted his thigh and motioned for the other party to put them up.
"Zhang Yuan, I have something to ask you."
At this time, Yang Tao and Lai Shuiqing happened to arrive. When Gao Yuanyuan saw the director coming, she immediately put down the calf she had just raised and posed He has a very good sitting posture.
You two old guys ruined my good deeds... Zhang Yuan stood up angrily.
Coming to the side, the two of them revealed their problems.
Seeing that the two bosses wanted to reconcile, Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
It is not a good thing for the crew to fight among themselves every day.
“I really have a way, and it’s actually very simple.” Zhang Yuan gave his opinion: “Actually, it’s just one word.”
"Wine!"
(End of this chapter)