Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 734
A few vans drove to the set. This is a TV series - Bailang thinks that if this is the case, it seems that there is a future for running to the south?But think about it carefully, is there really Hengdian in this world?Even people are specious, and the film and television city may not necessarily be the same as in the past.This is indeed the case. As an important town for cultural products such as TV dramas and movies produced in China, there is also a large film and television city in the outer suburbs of Beijing.

This time, it is a TV series showing the period of the Republic of China. It is estimated that it is either the anti-Japanese war or the spy war. Bailang doesn't even bother to understand the plot. Anyway, he works when he arrives in the field.What he was assigned was a long gown, and he should be walking up and down the road as a passer-by. There are no lines but a simple route. "I'm so fucking smelly, how long has this clothes been washed?"

Bai Lang wears it while thinking about it, and the group performance is good. As long as the appearance is barely visible, it is not important to wear it or not. Anyway, the camera is generally not used for group performances.After Bailang got dressed, he squatted aside, with his arms still sleeved together, as if he should be a slut.The group performance is also an assistant director who leads a few people to plan their walking route a little, and at the same time tells them not to laugh.

Bai Lang was squatting on the side to look at the main actor and supporting roles. The main actor was a facial paralysis. When Bai Lang saw him for the first time, he felt that this person was a little familiar, reminding him of Yang Mougang, a professional spy drama actor.As for the leading actress and supporting actress?Probably all traffic stars?Anyway, the supporting actor should be the traffic, because the handsome boy who looks very feminine, reminds Bailang of all the women's clothing bosses.

Anyway, each of these people is bigger than the other, and they all have their own nanny cars, followed by a large group of people. The filming is also procrastinated. Normally, the filming should start at nine in the morning.Bai Lang arrived on the set at six o'clock in the morning, and the real filming started after fucking ten o'clock.It doesn't matter if the time is late, anyway, Bailang counts money on a daily basis - this is the case with ordinary group performances.

The problem is that often NG is the problem in filming - the supporting roles are all streaming stars, of course, this is what Bai Lang listened to the speeches of other groups, the director is really not good at shaming, after all, this is from the producer.It’s just that the group performances walk around repeatedly, and the effect of the performances is becoming less and less watchable. Anyway, it’s not important what the group performances look like.

Bailang has a handsome appearance and is outstanding in the group performance, and he has a considerable sense of presence. "Hey, I'm that kind of guy." Bai Lang also sighed to himself, of course he wasn't interested in learning Zhou Xingxing to play on his own, "I'm not an actor." The photographer unconsciously threw the focal length of the lens to the back of Bailang, who was performing in the group.

The frontal Bailang can show his head and neck, and he should try his best to restrain his sense of existence. The heroic appearance can also be kept out of the mirror by bowing his head and tilting his face, but the back view is the same-the proud and majestic back is so eye-catching.He may be No.1 in China by relying on his back.

Of course, the director didn't take the shots, and the assistant director was in charge of the film. Of course, they couldn't see the superlativeness of Bailang, but they felt that the photography was not in a good state today, so they said a few words.So the supporting roles took the opportunity to rotten by the way, and exerted no acting skills to the limit - on the contrary, the main actors were more serious, although there was not much acting skills to speak of facial paralysis.

Bailang is also snickering secretly. He thinks it's cola rather than sarcasm. Bailang knows that everything he does is a professional. It's like he is a professional warrior and a martial arts master. He is definitely not a professional actor. Next, it is estimated that the performance effect will not be better than them.

"I remember that there are experiential and methodical acting genres? Oh, and there is also an expressionist. I am a master of non-genre acting." Bailang is surprisingly relaxed in this world - it would be better to say that he is not a serious person in most of the world. people. NG had lunch after a few times, and the group acted as a boxed lunch for each person. Of course, Bailang opened it to see a large meat and a small meat and a vegetarian dish. It was really not a good meal.

Bai Lang knew that most of the people who were in charge of logistics were relatives, and they could make money from them. It was a pleasant surprise that these boxed lunches were just bad and not bad food.Bai Lang ate the food in three or two bites, and the dishes were basically left untouched because they were not to his appetite—the martial arts had reached his level, and he didn't need to absorb vitality from the food.

"Hey, is aesthetics a priority these days?" Bai Lang watched their performance in the afternoon, and also sighed secretly and felt a little embarrassed - "It's really miserable to be an actor, speaking such lines and doing this kind of performance, it's me Three rooms and one living room have been cut out." He is now a multi-functional group performer, from passers-by to soldiers, one group performs a variety of tricks.

The money is still the same. At this time, 60 yuan a day is actually more than that, but the group leader has to take part of it.

Anyway, Bailang walked around or stood still near the protagonist and supporting roles, listening to NG over and over again, but fortunately, the director tried his best not to NG, and even the embarrassing performance was done once, which greatly lowered the standard.The group performance was also very happy, and there was no need to walk again and again. The car was sent back to the Beiying gate at about [-] o'clock in the evening, and everyone dispersed.

"This job is miserable. You can earn 60 yuan in just a dozen hours." Bailang was thinking about it, and he was about to run back with his long legs. "What delicious food can the capital have? Buy two donkeys and roll sweet mouths!"

He didn't get selected the next day, Bai Lang felt that this job was absolutely unreliable, but he would be too lazy to look for a job for a while, so he simply ran to the library to read.He was very pleased to find that this was a normal history. There was no Bailang Baiyuzhu in the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty, there was no him at the end of the Sui Dynasty, and there was no Bai Shaobao in the Ming Dynasty.Bailang let out a long breath, now there is no need to worry about playing himself.

The capital is full of scumbags, and many of them are called old guns. This group of people presents the stench of the capital’s roots and lines. Bailang really wants to rob the fuck. The little old man who was still playing with two walnuts in his hand was laughing with a greasy mouth, but Bailang observed that there is a set of courtyard houses in the second ring road. It is estimated that there are a lot of good things hidden in the house, and he was replaced by a villain. With the ability of white waves, this old man would never want to see the sun tomorrow.

Still not selected on the third day, Bailang simply went to visit Panjiayuan.This person didn't think about picking up leaks or anything - he had only one thousand eighteen on his body, and he could pick up a fart.Besides, counterfeit goods are rampant in this place, and the ones sold are better than the ones bought, and it is a miracle to be able to pick up leaks.Bailang is here to open his eyes. How could he have been in ancient times for so long, and high officials have spent a lot of time, so he still has some vision.

At Bailang's level, of course, he can't tell the difference between genuine and fake. He just took a look. There are also ancient weapons here. This one is an unpopular collection, but Bailang paid special attention to it.
(End of this chapter)