The best director ever

Chapter 194 Join the crew
Berlin, Germany.

Han Qiu's bad idea played a significant role.Since Natalie shaved her head, she seemed to have opened up her heart knot, coupled with watching books and movies about torture confession day and night, a sad, angry and desperate "Eve" who struggled not to give up appeared.

This scene that has been NG many times has finally been successfully completed.

Although Han Qiu was stared at by many female employees in the crew, even though his bald head was also talked about and laughed at by everyone for a long time.

However, Han Qiu doesn't care about these things. He set an example to reduce Natalie's pressure. With him and Heath, two big bald heads who share the same illness, Natalie's pressure must be much less.

9 month 20 number.

Han Qiu completed all the plots on the Berlin set, and then went to London to shoot the last scene.

More than half a month later, Han Qiu and Heath's hair has sprouted, and a piece of hard grass has grown, which is still very sticky to the touch.And Natalie is still bald, and she will keep it like this until the end of filming.

Three days later, the crew left Berlin for London, England.

Outside London International Airport, Han Qiu and Zhou Yuxin walked out side by side. After walking to the station, they got into a car that had been prepared and drove away.

On the benches at the side of the station, many people sat quietly waiting for the arrival of the car.Among them, a middle-aged man with a kind face was holding a Bible and flipping through it.

When he turned to the next page, a photo suddenly appeared between the pages.In the photo, there is a young man standing next to the camera.

The young man is of yellow race, male, with a bald head.

All kinds of characteristics are connected together, and his identity is ready to be revealed.

Chris closed the Bible and murmured, "A director from China? He made The Dark Knight?"

"The clown. His masterpiece too."

"Agent of chaos, hehe."

Shaking his head and smiling, Chris got up and walked out of the station.Just in time, a car stopped in front of him.

"Have you found the information?" Chris said lightly after closing the car door.

Paul didn't answer, just took out a document and handed it to Chris.

Chris glanced at it and nodded in satisfaction.On the information, it is impressively all the information about Han Qiu since his debut.

From the beginning of "The Tuner" to the current filming of V for Vendetta, Han Qiu's every move is clearly written on it.There is not only public information, but also a lot of unpublished information. For example, Heath was poisoned and hospitalized, and Han Qiu's visit was also recorded on it.

"Han Qiu." Chris read slowly.

Paul said in a deep voice, "Are we going to do something to him?"

Chris raised his palm and stood between the two of them: "No, don't make extra troubles, just follow the original plan. What's the situation now? Can't the Parliament Building be infiltrated?"

Paul shook his head: "No, the security surveillance there is really too strict, there is no way to bring bombs in."

"Don't worry, there will always be a way." Chris narrowed his eyes, "What exactly is this Huaxia director going to shoot with the Parliament Building?"

The next day, Han Qiu and the crew went to the parliament building together and found the person in charge of the building's security.

The group of staff who came to the UK earlier had negotiated with them many times and submitted applications.However, the other party kept asking to see Han Qiu before making a final decision.

This is also the reason why Han Qiu came here in person today.

In an office in the parliament building, Han Qiu met the person in charge of the negotiation with him, Cole.

"Hello, Mr. Cole."

"Hello, Mr. Han." Cole smiled, "I like the movie The Dark Knight very much."

"My pleasure, sir."

After briefly shaking hands, Han Qiu asked, "I don't know how you are thinking?"

"You can shoot, but you can't enter the Palace of Westminster (the real name of the parliament building)." Cole pointed out the window and said: "And you can only shoot nearby, and you are never allowed to step in here."

Han Qiu raised his eyebrows. This request was within his expectation, and he hadn't planned to come in to shoot.

"No problem, I'll follow the rules."

"Another point, during the day, you are not allowed to shoot around here, we only allow you to shoot in the middle of the night."

"midnight?"

Cole nodded: "Yes, from midnight to around four o'clock in the morning, during this period, the outside belongs to you temporarily."

Can't get close to the Houses of Parliament during the day?Han Qiu thought about it and accepted the proposal.

"Of course, you can't damage any public facilities, and you can't pollute the environment. If you have to do damage, I suggest you fix it before dawn, and then prepare a fine. At that time, someone will come to collect it."

Han Qiu's cheeks trembled imperceptibly, "Okay, I accept."

"One last point." Cora raised her voice, and Han Qiu also looked at it suspiciously. Do you have any weird requests?
"I wish you all the best in filming."

Han Qiu: "."

In the end, Han Qiu paid a lot of US dollars, and then successfully obtained the filming permit.

Until now, Han Qiu suddenly realized that the money he spent on props and these trifles was no less than what he spent on filming. V's collection of antiques is the most expensive. Although they are imitations and not real, Han Qiu still needs to pay a copyright fee.

Now, Han Qiu is still facing a big expense.

That is V's suit, including mask, cape, hat and so on.Although it doesn't cost much to set it up, when the money is multiplied by a number of hundreds or even thousands, the money instantly becomes huge.

It's all for the final shot of the movie. "Even if one V falls, tens of thousands of V stand up."

After getting the shooting permit, Han Qiu asked the prop master to bring over hundreds of custom-made V suits.These suits were also completed recently. Heath's set was rushed out in advance, and the quality is much better than these.

Heath needs to wear it for a few months, and these hundreds of sets will be useless after a few days, so the two are naturally incomparable.

However, before shooting the last scene, Han Qiu decided to finish shooting the scenes outside the Parliament building during the day, and then shoot the scenes of the Palace of Westminster at night.

The time given was from midnight to four o'clock. Han Qiu couldn't let the actors shoot 24 hours a day. They couldn't hold it, and neither could Han Qiu himself.

On October [-]th, China's National Day has just passed, and in London, Han Qiu has just finished shooting all the daytime shots.

So far, only the last shot of the night is left, which is also the biggest shot in the whole film!

There are even scenes of tens of thousands of people running around wearing V's suits in some shots.

Obviously, in fact, there must not be so many actors, and Han Qiu couldn't find so many actors.Moreover, tens of thousands of people can be accommodated in one picture, it must be a long-distance lens overlooking.

This can be directly synthesized with special effects.It's just that there are some close-up shots, and Han Qiu still needs real people to act, not too many, a few hundred people are enough.

Through the "copy and paste" of special effects, these hundreds of people can interpret the feelings of tens of thousands of people.With these hundreds of people, Han Qiu had to figure out where to find them.

First of all, Han Qiu still decided to send people to the major film and television studios in the UK to have a look.The profession of group acting is not only available in China, but also in Hollywood and the UK.

However, Han Qiu still overlooked one point, that is, the total population of the UK is less than one-twentieth of that of China, let alone just a city of London.

Therefore, when the staff came back with a list of more than 100 people, Han Qiu's expression was as ugly as it could be.

This grandma, no wonder Britain encourages having children, and the more children are born, the more subsidies will be.

With only so few people, how can you shoot a big scene of thousands of people walking?Copying and pasting doesn't work either, the base is too small!

Outside a film studio, the staff responsible for recruiting helplessly explained to Han Qiu: "Director Han, there is really no one, and not only no one, some people heard that they would wear masks to film in the middle of the night, I don't want to come yet."

Han Qiu: "$%^$^%""

He was really speechless, not to mention, these group performers are still hypocritical?Can't shoot in the middle of the night?Can't shoot with a mask on?Han Qiu remembered that this was not the case in Huaxia.

Helpless, Han Qiu had no choice but to accept these people first.

He glanced roughly, and there were more than 110 people, both men and women.At first glance, these people all look very ordinary, with no special features at all.Now it's just a group performance, so I guess their acting skills are not very good.

However, there was a middle-aged man who attracted Han Qiu's attention.Although he is not handsome, his face is very soft, and he looks very kind and kind.Especially his eyes, which are different from other people's lifeless eyes with no fighting spirit, but his eyes are full of confidence and firmness.

It seemed that nothing in this world could stop him.

Han Qiu glanced at the silent man next to him with his head down, and the sensory gap was even greater.

After everyone disbanded, Han Qiu walked up to him, smiled politely, and said, "Hello."

"Hello, Director."

"Welcome to my crew."

"Thank you, I'd love to join you."

Han Qiu stared at the cross on his neck for a second, and asked, "May I ask, are you a Christian?"

"No, I'm a Catholic."

Han Qiu nodded half-understanding. He only knew that this sect belonged to the old Christian sect, and he couldn't figure out the specific difference between it and the new sect.

"Director? Don't you accept Catholics as actors?"

"No, no, I just think you are different from them."

"Just because I'm Catholic?"

Han Qiu shrugged: "Maybe."

"Director, because I have faith, my faith guides what I should do. But they don't have faith, so you feel that I am different from them."

The corner of Han Qiu's mouth twitched, he felt that he could no longer talk nonsense with this magic stick.I am a half-fairy, but I can't compare to God, an old man.

"Well, I hope your faith can always guide you." Han Qiu waved his hand, "I still have something to do, goodbye."

After walking two steps, Han Qiu turned around and asked, "Sorry, I don't know your name yet."

The middle-aged man smiled gently and said reverently:
"Chris Masefield!"

(End of this chapter)