This director needs to apologize

Chapter 111 The sweeping monk is so beautiful

Chen Yiming had achieved his goal and was satisfied, so he immediately turned around and left. He hadn't had dinner yet.

Ma Yunteng grabbed Chen Yiming and dragged him to Assistant Yu to satisfy his curiosity.

Da Zhuang couldn't figure it out. This little assistant who followed him silently and did odd jobs on weekdays was actually a secretive sweeper.

The guy opened a can of beer and placed it in front of his assistant, as if I had the wine and you had the story.

Assistant Yu took a big sip of beer with a smile, and then said lightly, "As a former staff officer of the General Staff Intelligence Department, it is reasonable to know how many foreign languages ​​​​are there, right?"

The other three people in the room collectively leaned back in awe, Da Zhuang offered a cigarette and complimented, "Boss, what other languages ​​do you know? Let me tell you. It's not that I don't believe you, it's because our brothers have never I have seen the true God, and I want to take this opportunity to open my eyes.”

Assistant Yu was very considerate and babbled a lot. I couldn't say that I didn't understand it at all, I could only say that I didn't understand it at all.

Da Zhuang and Mo Ying's production assistants made all kinds of wild guesses, and in the end they all came out.

Chen Yiming couldn't help complaining. He knew what he knew and what he didn't know, and he didn't know. There were so many videos of teachers teaching on Yiya's computer. Did he have no idea what he was talking about in his childhood? What kind of trouble are he making here?

Finally, Assistant Yu revealed the correct answers, which were Persian, Arabic, French and Hebrew.

He also patched up Da Zhuang, saying that he really didn't know how to talk when he was a child, and he really didn't need it in his daily life.

The boss is the boss, and he calmed down the three thugs with just a hint of sharpness. Chen Yiming could see at a glance that Da Zhuang wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, and he despised him deeply.

Of course, Chen Yiming himself didn't dare to open his mouth.

Assistant Yu spoke openly about his own experience. He had been stationed abroad in the Middle East for several years. After returning to China, he stayed in the research laboratory for several years. After being declassified, he was transferred to the General Administration. During the restructuring, he was transferred to Jindun. Now he is an ordinary citizen. .

Da Zhuang also knew for the first time that this assistant who looked like he was in his early thirties was actually more than one round older than him and was now a Benwu uncle.

Assistant Yu noticed the discomfort of the three people and started talking by himself, and the room slowly returned to the atmosphere of the chessboard room.

He himself has traveled to many countries in the Middle East, and he can tell anecdotes that are not confidential.

Da Zhuang took out instant noodles, ham sausage and pickled mustard to fill Chen Yiming's stomach. The latter was a little reluctant to leave. After taking a bite, the three-person poker game became four.

Not for playing cards, just for the story.

As a result, it was already 2 a.m. when Chen Yiming returned to his room to sleep.

The next day he got up at 3:4 and set off at [-]:[-]. He was swaying in the car, further aggravating his dizziness.

Fortunately, after many days of rehearsals, everyone was already familiar with the process. All he had to do was sit in the director's chair and do the work without having to do it himself.

When the sun first appeared at 6 o'clock in the morning, everyone looked up to the sky for the first time.

Today's luck is still not good. The clouds in the sky are like Uncle Ge when he was young, sparse and scattered.

Chen Yiming made a quick decision and started filming immediately!
Compared with the shooting last night, there is only one change today, that is, Assistant Yu splits into two to play two nutty soldiers scolding the street.

The content is also very simple. After Yang Xiaoguang pulled the trigger, Assistant Yu first yelled in a New York accent, "You son of a bitch, don't suddenly shoot next to my ear."

Then he picked up a Texas cowboy and replied cursingly, "Fuck you, there's something going on over there."

After a few seconds, the New Yorker said "Fuck, there is no medicine for lame eyes" to end the conversation.

Assistant Yu went offline, leaving Lao Duan with a thread to observe.

What Duan Yining has to do is to give some feedback on camera when Assistant Yu speaks nutty words, so that the audience can understand that our army's elite staff officer Qin Zhiliang actually understands nutty words.

After two rehearsals, Lao Duan said it was OK, and on the other side, the second assistant director Zhang Weining also completed the connection with Lieutenant Colonel Yang.

Yesterday's gunfire was not absolutely on time. During the actual shooting, the actors listened to the sound and acted immediately, and the camera captured the action and reacted immediately. When Chen Yiming pulled the film, he could notice the subtle lag in the material.

Therefore, after discussing with Lieutenant Colonel Yang, Chen Yiming slightly slowed down the overall speed of this scene, and changed the artillery fire rate to every 20 seconds to allow the artillery battalion soldiers to operate more calmly.

The movements of Duan and Liu are also more relaxed and graceful, more rapid when leaping forward, and quieter when dormant, which further highlights the sharpness of the entire scene.

At 6:[-] in the morning, with an auspicious "ACTION", the second shot of the scene officially started shooting.

The gunshot rang out and people jumped, and Assistant Yu began to spit out fragrance. After the voice stopped for 5 seconds, Lao Duan slowly stood up and put his head in the air.

As a result, there was thunder on the ground and a sudden "bang" of a cannon in mid-air, startling everyone at the scene.

Lao Duan reflexively threw himself on the ground, and the camera panned to the front as planned to capture the loneliness gorgeously.

Before everyone could figure out the situation, three more cannon shots were fired, making the group even more chaotic and confused.

Xiangrui had no choice but to shout "stop", and Chen Yiming took the walkie-talkie to find Lao Zhang and asked about the situation at the artillery position.

It turned out that it was an artillery piece that was scheduled to be fired in the last round. The ammunition hand tripped and fell on the artillery frame while carrying the ammunition box. In a chain reaction, he knocked down the first gunner. An error of chance caused the artillery to fire accidentally.

The three gunners who were scheduled to fire the first batch thought they were late when they heard the sound of the cannon, so they quickly pulled the gun rope, which resulted in three subsequent rounds.

Lieutenant Colonel Yang apologized to the crew on the intercom, and Chen Yiming really had nothing to say except "It's okay."

You made a mistake while filming and asked someone to stay an extra day. But if they make a mistake later, how can you still hold on?After waiting for the artillery to reset, waiting for the smoke to dissipate, and waiting for the strafed bushes to recover, we could finally start shooting after more than an hour of work.

As a result, the sun was already shining directly above our heads, and the shadows of people, machines, and trees on the ground were indistinguishable. It was a slap in the face, so we continued to wait until the afternoon.

The whole group was discouraged, and Chen Yiming simply asked everyone to go back to the car to rest and catch up on their sleep.

Only the two groups of masters and apprentices, Lao Duan and Sang Ping, were still full of energy, crawling around on the ground and continuing to practice.

Old Duan has something to say, even though the 20-second interval is only 15 seconds longer than the 5-second interval, it is equally divided in each section of the journey and is related to the rationality of each movement. No matter how detailed it is, it is not too much.

The four of them practiced for the second time, and then joined Paul and his apprentice. Although Paul was only involved in the scene of the 18th cannon fire.

As soon as Paul joined in, An Xiaofeng, who was doing the radio, couldn't sit still and started running up and down with the radio pole.

Chen Yiming went over and took a few glances and found that everyone was very involved, including the several photography assistants who were working there. They didn't even notice the existence of the director Chen Yiming.

The only ones who looked bitter were the guys who were filming the documentary. As long as someone on the crew was still busy, they couldn't rest and had to set up the machine to accompany them until the end.

Speaking of which, it has been more than a month since filming started, and everyone in the crew has already stopped paying attention to the documentary team, and usually turns a blind eye to it.

They are also the most insignificant people in the entire crew, except for the two producer assistants.

Learning from yesterday’s failure, the actual shooting in the afternoon started at 4:15, much earlier than yesterday.

The sunlight at this time does not have much power. At least in the first half of the period when the branches and leaves are denser, the trouble of shadows can be ignored.

After checking the watch with Lieutenant Colonel Yang, Xiangrui issued the "ACTION" command for the second time.

Machine guns, bushes, no problem.

Assistant Yu appears and is easy to handle.

The sound of the cannon sounded accurately. After the second 15 seconds, Lao Duan took up the rhythm and led Xiao Liu to crawl and stop.

Sang Ping's assistant steadily manipulated the control keyboard, dancing with Duan and Liu directly below.

The camera escorted Old Duan to the low ridge, and then slowly panned out to hand over the scene to Paul, who was ready to go.

There was a suffocating atmosphere in the prison cell, and the sound of breathing suddenly became much heavier.

Chen Yiming couldn't help but clenched his fists and watched the camera move bit by bit.

Hold on!

Keep!

As long as you can safely descend into the photography ditch, this long lens will win half the battle!

Paul lived up to everyone's expectations, and the camera on his shoulder was rock solid.

Perhaps it is the tacit understanding brought about by rehearsing together for a long time. Even the unavoidable and insignificant ups and downs of breathing are vaguely consistent with Liu Dongjun's swelling and shrinking Adam's apple in front of the camera, as if the actor is leading the audience to breathe together.

The extremely oppressive 20 seconds came in a blink of an eye, 18 artillery pieces fired as scheduled, and the clouds of gunpowder smoke rose and fell.

What also fell together was the nervous mood of the crew.

"Hang bang bang", another 20 seconds passed, and the roar of three consecutive shots was like a salute, sending Duan and Liu off for their long journey.

Duan Yining and Liu Dongjun were crawling side by side on one side of the photography trench, with Liu Dongjun dragging back half a body to give the leader Liu Dongjun an angle.

Duan Yining, Liu Dongjun, and Paul are roughly arranged in a diagonal line. The close shot under the camera is lush weeds, and the middle shot is two vivid faces crawling breathlessly.

Beads of sweat were rolling, dirt was everywhere, and his eyes were firm.

Chen Yiming looked at the picture on the monitor and had only one comment in his heart, "It's so beautiful!"

The short tree at the end was right in front. Lao Duan maintained his rhythm and waited for the three consecutive rounds of gunfire to sound again. Then he accelerated and threw himself behind the tree, then turned over and sat down to take cover.

Paul's camera covered Liu Dongjun, and the second and third assistants quickly bypassed the camera to fix the scene.

After the two people retreated, Liu Dongjun adjusted his direction and climbed over from the other side of the tree, finally completing the hidden cut of the front and rear scenes.

Xiangrui, who was holding the small TV, shouted, "Stop!"

Paul put down the camera, and Duan and Liu stood up one after another. The three looked at each other's sweaty faces and smiled at each other.

"Boom!" The crew seemed to have had their "mute" switch lifted, venting their inner excitement with sudden bursts of applause, laughter and curses.

Chen Yiming did not review the materials immediately. Instead, he stood up and walked out of the prison cell to the outside, looking up to the horizon.

The afterglow has not faded and the sky is still light.

(End of this chapter)