Chapter 996: Full Fire
“Three, two, one, start shooting.”
Mr. Aziq’s face was as irritable as a flea, and he couldn’t calm down at all.
"Please, someone ordered pizza twenty-one minutes ago."
He didn't even bother to look at Peter, turned around and entered the pizza shop, blah blah blah, talking to himself. , anger burning in his chest.
"Harmanton, Burton & Smith Law Firm, eight thick-crust pizzas with assorted flavors..."
Halfway through the words, I turned around and saw two Italians making pizzas. It was incredible. Dare to believe my eyes, my temper exploded instantly.
"Jiligulu...@#%&$bara..."
A series of Indian words whizzed by, and the English that was originally curled up with a curry flavor now simply switched to Alien language.
The Italian who was busy at the counter showed no sign of weakness, and yelled back while sitting and gesturing, "I told you, I can't understand that language."
"Speak English!"
Not to be outdone, Mr. Aziz slammed back, "Hell, you can't make pizza."
"I can't make pizza? I've made it five times Year of pizza."
"Shut up!" Mr. Aziz shouted mercilessly at the Italian, the angry bull running back and forth in the palm-sized pizza shop.
Besides, a melon-eater was enjoying his own pizza, holding the pizza in his mouth and holding the pizza with his right hand. The cheese on the pizza was long and unopened, but it continued to open. His eyes It was spinning rapidly, moving rapidly back and forth between Mr. Aziz and Peter.
In just one second, his eyes must have moved seventy, eighty or ninety times, unable to hide his excitement.
Mr. Aziz’s attention was obviously not on the people eating melons. He strode around behind the counter and patted the sign hanging on the inside of the restaurant——
“Qiao’s Pizza: Delivered in twenty-nine minutes."
Mr. Aziz continued to complain, "If it is not delivered within eight minutes, it will exceed the twenty-nine-minute delivery guarantee. In this way, not only will I not receive the money, but also This big customer will also be snatched away by 'Ewart's Pizza'"
Peter stood in front of the counter with a tired face, taking a deep breath to calm himself down, "Why don't you send Salim. Going? ”
Mr. Aziq, "Salem was fired yesterday."
Peter:...
Mr. Aziq was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted, "Excuse me Where's the cheese pizza? "
"He, 'Little Smile'" Mr. Azizi pointed at the Italian behind him and shouted like a lion without even looking at that. The customer glanced at him and then continued to look at the hopeless Peter, "I'm completely dependent on you now, okay?"
"You must deliver it on time."
Taking a deep breath, Mr. Aziz tried to force out a kind smile, but it looked evil no matter what, just like the evil elf in the cartoon. "Peter, you are a good person, but unreliable. This is your last time." Opportunity.”
Peter was surprised.
Mr. Aziz showed no mercy, "You have to get there through forty-two blocks in seven and a half minutes, otherwise you will be fired."
Peter was stunned. He paused and tried to argue for himself, but found that his thoughts and voice were all stuck.
The eyebrows of the melon-eater at the back were dancing, and he rolled the cheese into his mouth with his tongue in the same way a pangolin eats ants. His expression was particularly rich.
Mr. Aziz stared at Peter blankly, turned around, lifted a tall pile of pizza and placed it on the counter.
Bang.
Then, he pushed the pizza forward and looked at Peter and me. Mr. Aziz raised the corner of his mouth and gave a smile without any emotion. , but found that Peter did not respond, and the next second he lowered his face and roared like a lion.
“Go!”
The ground was thundering and the waves were roaring, as if Peter could be swallowed up by opening his bloody mouth. Peter's knees bent slightly, and he subconsciously took a small step back. His survival instinct drove him to distance himself.
A moment later, Peter finally found some sense in the storm: keep his job.
Grab the pizza box, turn around and rush out of the pizza shop.
Crack.
The cheese string of the melon-eater finally broke, and he froze in place.
"Stuck!"
Sam interrupted the shooting.
This time, before Sam could speak, someone on the crew couldn't control themselves.
Pfft.
I burst out laughing, and then the rustling laughter filled the crew in an instant.
Comedy, this is 100% comedy.
Whether it’s Asif’s melodious tone, crackling curry-flavored accent that’s almost incomprehensible, or his pure and natural sense of joy paired with his little expression that sometimes rolls his eyes and sometimes murmurs to himself, it’s full of joy; or Anson With a slightly comic-like reaction, the expressions and body language have a sense of humor; coupled with the melon-eating crowd who are particularly stealing the show, the incredible timing makes the chemical reaction of the scene in front of them explode.
So funny!
Sam looked at the crew with astonishment, looking left and right, but in the end he couldn't control himself, and the tension at the corners of his mouth relaxed.
The chemical reaction in this scene was completely unexpected.
Asif deserves applause. He doesn't look like he was stumbling just now. From his lines to his accent to his expression, everything is perfect. His down-to-earth "annoying" acting is so superb. His comic acting quality is revealed inadvertently, without being exaggerated or artificial. But it brings out some humor.
Moreover, with such a long list of lines, the focus of the whole scene fell entirely on Asif's shoulders. Asif finished it in one go without a single knot -
No wonder Anson suggested to start with During the filming of the latter scene, it was clear that Asif had entered a state of mind.
Sam likes Asif's micro-expressions, which are difficult to describe in words, but are vivid and more intuitive than the lines, and they distill the image of a boss.
Sam thought for a while and communicated with the pizza shop through the walkie-talkie, because he was behind the monitor at this time. The monitor was placed behind the corner of the street intersection, far away from the camera lens, even if he shouted , communication is also difficult.
"Excellent." Sam said, and then thought for a moment, "Asif..."
Asif's heart tightened suddenly. He couldn't help but hold his breath and swallowed, only to find that his throat was very dry. sharp.
"Wonderful performance." Sam's words made Asif clench his fists and let out a long breath, "Let's shoot again. This time, Asif's expression... can be... Let’s fly some more, and let’s add some comedy effects, and make the emotional ups and downs of the shop assistants, customers, and Peter’s words more obvious.”
“To put it simply, just follow your own feelings, and follow your current situation. Version, enlarge the details a little bit, I believe you can perform well."
After receiving recognition and praise for his work, Asif felt a surge of heat in his chest, and thousands of words were stuck in his throat. But I didn’t know how to express it, so in the end I just said honestly, "No problem." After a pause, "Thank you, director."
Sam also paused, his thoughts surging, "You should thank Anson."
Asif quickly looked at Anson and mouthed silently, "Thank you."
Anson responded with a Smile.
Sam continued, "Anson... everything is fine, just do it according to your own understanding; next, we will shoot it again, and then take some close-ups, Anson, the close-ups are mainly on you, Let the audience see our Spider-Man.”
It’s rare that Sam actually made a little joke?
(End of this chapter)