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Chapter 6 Crew Life
In the morning, I took three or four shots including makeup and the set, and then it was time for dinner.

Facing the meal, Fang Nan was no longer vague.

Hengdian is still a dilapidated place, and there is no such thing as box lunch.

The food is a large pot of rice ordered by the crew from a small restaurant outside. Two iron buckets contain a pot of rice and a pot of vegetables. It is late, and there may really be only leftovers left.

Watching Gao Chang pack the food for the director, cameraman, lighting engineer, leading actor and other crew members, Fang Nan couldn't wait to hand over the iron plate in his hand.

The iron plate has no grid, and the food goes in and piles up together, like soup and water, like pig food.

He didn't care about it, and found a place with the back of the sun, put his skirt on his thigh, and sat on the ground to gobble it up.

Wearing a hood and wig, it was sweltering on his head, and he had to brush his long hair from time to time while eating, looking ridiculous.

Filming is like that.

The ancients help the moderns pack the food.

The Jade Emperor played chess with Sun Wukong, and Tang Monk was still holding a suspected Huazi cigarette in his mouth on his way to the west!
After eating and handing over the plate, Fang Nan lay down in the rest room designated by the crew.

Zeng Li helped him join the film crew, and she has done her best.

There's no way he'd push his nose in the face and run to claim the more comfortable, cooler privileges of the actor's lounge.

Zeng Li didn't mention this.

It's not that she's really stupid, she accidentally broke the dishes, and it's okay to introduce Fang Nan to the crew as compensation.

In order to get to know the neighbors who haven't known each other for a day, they go to the director and gossip in front of the director without knowing good or bad, which annoys the director.

"A'nan, you're really good, you can even talk to the director!"

Fang Nan was facing up and just squinted his eyes when Wu Gao was about to die.

"I want to learn, let me teach you?" Fang Nan mocked, turned over, and then turned around again, "Give me the money for the last show."

"Isn't this specially brought for you!"

Wu Gao sat down next to Fang Nan with a hippie smile, took out two ten-dollar tickets from his costume pocket and handed them to Fang Nan.

With the money in hand, Fang Nan raised his lips, "Stay away from me, the costumes smell bad."

Ordinary crews don't treat ordinary extras as human beings, not to mention the costumes worn by the extras.

The stinky costume on Wu Gao's body was mixed with the smell of sweat, and Fang Nan frowned.

"Don't look at the Buddha's face instead of the monk's face. I have introduced some jobs to you anyway." Wu Gao said with a shy face.

Fang Nan didn't look back: "Let's go, if you want a good role or something, go directly to the director, it's useless to find me."

"You don't know the leading actress? Let me introduce you? I think the actress looks pretty good, you."

Wu Gao caught Zeng Li's obsession with non-stop, Fang Nan didn't bother to pay attention to him, lay down on his face, and snored after a while, Wu Gao was so angry that his face was livid.

When he came here this time, his talk was false, but it was true that he wanted Fang Nan to return to his embrace.

A special actor can earn 80 yuan a day. As a group leader, 20 yuan for a dozen or so is not much!
It's a pity that things didn't work out as expected, aside from paying 20 yuan for nothing, Fang Nan was determined to part ways with him.

After resting for an unknown amount of time, the sound of clapping came, and Fang Nan came back to his senses. After a handsome carp straightened up, he got up and walked out.

The scorching sun seemed to be burning the air, and the crew dragged along the street like zombies under the scorching sun, looking illusory and terrifying.

Fang Nan rubbed his forehead and took a big mouthful of cold water, only then did he feel that the scene was much more real.

"The director asked you to go through the motions in the group performance in the afternoon." Gao Chang sweated and came with the director's order.

It seems that he has become the director's megaphone again.

Fang Nan nodded in response, "Understood."

The first scene in the afternoon was followed by the morning scene, which probably meant that the melon-eating crowd cheered for Miao Cuihua.

Dozens of group performers were in place, Fang Tian shouted and began to teach the positions, and then pulled out a few lucky ones to teach the facial expressions. These lucky ones will be caught by the camera after a while.

Fang Nan let out a big sigh of boredom, he was wearing the same costume as Zeng Li, so he would never be caught by the camera.

Plus, he's not interested in being on camera.

What he is interested in is sitting behind the monitor not far away and yelling at Fang Qiu, that is the place he yearns for.

It took more than an hour for the director to set up the formation, and when Fang Nan felt that he was about to suffer from heatstroke, the sound of the first trial shooting finally came.

With a revival of his spirits, he instantly turned into a "pretty little lady" bent over to buy melons in the Qingming Riverside Picture!
"Boss, why are you selling this melon?"

Fang Nan was taken aback by the group performer who played the role of selling melons, so he couldn't make it in the previous filming, what the hell was going on?

"Is the bag cooked?" Fang Nan asked again, but he met the contemptuous gazes of the melon sellers.

"Such a boring gourd without a sense of humor won't be popular!"

The melon peddler didn't talk about life and death. After Fang Nan muttered something, he wandered out of the camera and fished.

After two trial shots in a row, the director took the courage to start the first real shot.

But after all, the test shoot is just a test shoot. This thing is like playing a training match. No matter how good the training match is, you will pull your hips in the main match, and you will end up in the top [-]. It is useless.

Sure enough, the director who didn't even give him a break was whimsical.

The first real shot completely pulled the hips.

"I, he, lard, believed you all with a blind heart, all of you are so stupid."

"You, did you just tell you not to look at the camera?"

"You, what told you not to watch the actors just now?"

"I let you look at the sky and wipe your sweat? Is it going to kill you from the heat?"

Fang Tian blushed and cursed thickly, the audience was silent.

Fang Nan licked his chapped lips, and silently gave the director Fang Tian a failing grade.

As a director, both he and Fang Tian should know that the most difficult scene to shoot is the animal scene, and the animals are uncertain, so the scene is difficult to shoot.

The second is a children's play. Children are actually similar to animals, and their minds are not open, so it is difficult to shoot.

The third most difficult scene to shoot is the large group scene.

A large group drama is the drama that most tests the director's scheduling ability.

Ordinary extras have not received professional training, so it is difficult to integrate into the environment of the shooting scene.

Therefore, take the trouble to test shoot, test shoot and try again before shooting.

Historical film and television dramas that don't require too many special effects often invest millions, tens of millions.The most important reason is NG. The number of horrible NG times in large-scale scenes costs a lot of money.

After taking two real shots, Fang Tian finally let go of his mouth to rest. Fang Nan ran to the rest room at a speed comparable to that of a flying man, and picked up a plastic water cup as big as a thermos bottle and poured water wildly.

"belch"

"call"

After a full belch, there was another long exhale. Just as Fang Nan put down the plastic water cup, the director Fang Tian walked in.

"Go and take off your makeup and act as a crew member for the time being. I don't have enough people here."

Fang Nan blinked and said without the slightest hesitation, "That will cost more."

To put it bluntly, he is a special actor, and he earns 80 yuan a day; but to put it bluntly, he acts in a group, and by the way, he also does martial arts, odd jobs, etc., and it is 80 yuan a day.

But in Fang Nan's view, part-time jobs shouldn't be long-term. It's okay to work hard to help out once in a while, but if you work for a long time, that's not the case!

Fang Tian frowned and asked, "What else can you do besides punching?"

Fang Nan grinned: "That's a lot. I started doing group performances at the age of 16, and I have been running for 6 years now. Except for the costumes, modeling, and art behind the scenes, I have never been in touch. On-site photography, lighting, radio, on-site production, etc. Movies, finance, field affairs, and field notes have all been secretly learned."

"Have you learned it all? Have you learned it all?" Fang Tian glanced at Fang Nan, somewhat disbelieving.

Fang Nan thought about it: "I don't dare to say that I have learned it, but I feel that I have learned it anyway."

"Try to do the stage management for a day first, and be responsible for arranging group performances, and the salary will be discussed afterwards?" Fang Tian said.

Fang Nan nodded: "Success."

(End of this chapter)