"What's the problem?"

Hai Dafu was stunned and turned to look at Jiangbei with doubts on his face.

Although it's a little bad for a "layman" to guide an expert blindly, he still whispered: "there was no wine in the wine glass in Nanxiang just now. Would it be a little bad if it was seen by the audience?"

Jiangbei didn't say there was a problem with Lin Xiao's expression, not because Lin Xiao's actor Li Youqing was his wife, but because the director needed to explore this problem himself.

What he can do is to use some problems that can be seen by discerning people to guide Hai Dafu and let him find the problems himself.

As soon as Hai Dafu heard this, he directly got up and shouted, "Nanxiang, did you have no wine in your glass just now?"

Nanxiang (Feng Zhen) lay on the sofa to rest. Smelling the speech, he smiled and responded: "I'm sorry, director. The wine is too good to drink. I couldn't help drinking it up."

This is an answer to the question from the side.

"We're making a movie. Can you control yourself and drink less?" Hai Dafu shouted helplessly.

"Good director." Nanxiang (Feng Zhen) still replied with a smile. His face was free and easy. It was still ruddy under the light.

Obviously, she has drunk a lot.

"Get ready and shoot that one again."

Seeing this, Haida Pang couldn't say anything. He sat down again, turned his head and smiled at Jiangbei: "brother Jiang, thanks to your timely discovery, otherwise I would have to be sprayed by those bars after the film is released."

Jiangbei couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth and almost spit fragrance on the spot.

What is the purpose of my reminding you?

Let yourself watch the replay again!

Then let you find out the problem.

You announced a remake without even watching the fucking replay?

All right.

After all, we are the king of bad films. We can't ask too much.

Shoot again. I hope there will be no other problems this time.

In this way, ng appeared for the first time, and the whole crew re filmed the plot just now.

Jiangbei still looked very carefully, and his eyebrows continued to wrinkle with the shooting process.

The old problem has indeed been solved. Lin Xiao (Li Youqing) barely passed the performance this time.

But new problems appeared again. Nanxiang (Feng Zhen) closed his eyes several times during the performance, and was just captured into the main lens, which seriously affected the beauty.

"Ka ~"

"Good..."

After the whole plot is finished, Hai Dafu is ready to announce the completion of the shooting again, but he is held by Jiangbei.

"Brother Jiang?"

In the face of being stopped suddenly, Hai Dafu is really a little confused.

"Cough, fat, don't you watch the replay?" Jiangbei coughed and hinted.

"No, brother Jiang. As an excellent director, the picture just now has long been deeply printed in my head. Now my brain is a perpetual playback machine. Where do I need to watch the playback?"

Haidafu is similar to the gambling king in boasting. He is completely unaware of his problems and doesn't have any force in his heart.

"It's better to have a look. I don't think the effect of the shooting just now is very good. For example, in Nanxiang, there were several cases of eye closure, which affected the whole painting style. "

Jiangbei explained somewhat reluctantly.

As a film, details are the key to success or failure.

This "small age" is different from other films. It pursues visual effects and aesthetic painting style.

What we pay attention to is drunkenness and brilliance.

Simply put, it means being handsome, cool, extravagant and flashy.

How can this kind of superficial film not do a good job in superficial Kung Fu?

If you can't do your Kung Fu well, what else is attractive?

Rely on the Qiongyao style ppt?

Or the upstart and Yi Yin crazy youth?

None of this.

"Nanxiang, close your eyes? Let me see. " Hai Dapu listened and looked at the replay of Qi again with doubts.

At this time, in addition to Nanxiang's actor Feng Zhenzhi, who kept drinking in place, several other heroines also followed to see the playback effect.

Li Youqing was standing next to Jiangbei. His leg touched his hand. It was cold.

Because it's winter and everyone is wearing dresses, it's still very cold even though they have coats after filming.

Jiang Bei, who loves his wife, gets up and asks her to sit down. Under the seat is the stove prepared by Hai Dafu.

"I don't want it."

Xiaonizi felt a little embarrassed and refused special treatment.

"If you don't pay attention to protection now, don't regret getting old and cold legs when you are old."

Jiangbei rarely glared at her, forced Li Youqing to sit down, stretched out his hand to help take off her shoes, and wrapped his coat around his feet to help him keep warm.

"I won't grow old!"

Li Youqing retorted stubbornly. He saw that Jiangbei covered his feet and blushed in a moment. He looked around subconsciously and said in a low voice, "Oh! Put it down and let people see how bad it is! "

"You are my wife. What are you afraid of?"

The old man didn't care. He carefully helped his wife cover his feet and felt that the temperature of the soles of his feet slowly recovered. Only then did his complexion gradually ease.

In fact, the actor industry is really hard. Many old dramas can fall ill after decades of filming, and they are all incurable diseases.

Once you get sick, only you can understand the taste.

He doesn't want his wife to do the same in the future.

A healthy family can enjoy a happy life.

"Bah! You just turn the corner and take advantage of me. " Xiaonizi spat lightly. Her beautiful eyes were full of shyness. She turned her head and looked away.

However, the feet that were held did not struggle any more. It seemed that they gave up resistance and let Jiangbei bully them.

Naturally, the couple's interaction will not escape the eyes of interested people. The nearest New Year's Eve can be said to have had enough dog food, wrapped in a tight coat, gently stomped on their frozen feet, and watched the playback in the monitor. There was a faint loss in their heart.

This warm love, she also wants.

……

"It really feels like it destroys the painting style."

After watching a replay, Hai Dafu very much recognized the view of Jinzhu's father and shouted at Nanxiang (Feng Zhen) who collapsed on the sofa: "Nanxiang, how can it be you again! Can you be serious and don't always close your eyes when filming! "

"Good director, I must pay attention." Feng Zhen, the actor of Nanxiang, tried her best to get up and walk towards this side. Her perfect figure was undoubtedly set off by the dress, but the smell of wine made everything beautiful collapse.

"How much did you drink?" Hai Dafu asked with a frown.

"Feng Zhen has drunk half a bottle of champagne and has been drinking there all the time." Xie Lin, the actor of Tang Wanru, held the shaky Feng Zhen with a worried face.

"Sorry, director, I like drinking too much. I couldn't help it for a while... Vomit..."

Suddenly, half of Feng Zhen couldn't resist the tumbling in her body and spit it out directly.

Because the space on the monitor is not large, this spit happens to spit on the side of Jiangbei, and it is inevitable that some dirt will be caught.

"What are you doing?"

The little girl exploded in an instant.

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