Global Movie Emperor Chapter 487

The inspection of the camera crew equipment is completed. "

"The lighting equipment has been inspected and the sound is good."

"The final makeup of the service group is finished, and the props department passed the last inspection."

In the crew, the crew runs smoothly without any problems. This is a good sign for Fatini. There are no major mistakes to make him rush, which is the best result for a new director who is not a major.

He has experience as a director of a musical and dance drama. This advantage is highlighted at this moment. Compared with ordinary non-professional rookie directors, he is simply much stronger. Although the number of departments and personnel is much larger than that of stage dramas, it is still Within his control.

Lu Ze saw that he did not speak, and his heart was completely lost. Sure enough, in terms of professionalism, Fatini as a director is not necessarily qualified now, but as a manager of multiple companies with thousands of employees The company leader, it is not difficult for him to have a small crew working.

On the side, Lucas lifted himself from behind the camera, took the cigarette that burned to the sponge from his lips, pinched the burning red cigarette **** with his thumb and forefinger, and gently rubbed it. The sparks fell in the air and were completely lost. He spit out a long cigarette, and stuffed the cigarette **** into one of the pockets of the army green denim vest. The expression was more serious. The light hit the greasy bald head, making the goat horn tattoos on both sides of the head look three-dimensional. A lot.

Unknowingly, the atmosphere became depressed. Even if the filming had not started, no one dared to make a random voice. Fatini's secretary and deputy director leaned over and asked. After getting permission from Fatini, he took He picked up the intercom and gave an order to the staff outside the bar.

"Let the extras come in."

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of the rolling shutter door being opened sounded, the voices of men and women, along with the sparseness, getting closer and closer to Lu Ze, the man and woman who came in froze for a while, and seemed to be infected by the repressive atmosphere. The smile on his face narrowed, nodded to the crowd, stood aside, waiting for the director's arrangement.

"Find a seat for yourself, the strong one, sit in the front, the bigger one a little bit forward, give them a glass of wine, play music, Feller, enter the painting, go to the side of the bar, on the left hand side, don't look straight ahead, ok, that's wearing Navel-exposed lady, do you know what you are going to do, right? Very good, Lucas, what else do you think needs adjustment?"

"The strongest one, swapping with the guy around you, there is no problem."

"OK, Lu Ze, it's time for you to play, each department is in place, and it depends on your performance of Lu Ze."

Fatini finally smiled and gave Lu Ze a thumbs up. Lu Ze knew what he knew, spit out the straw in his mouth, and walked straight to the door of the bar. This scene should start from here.

When he walked towards the door, the actors present began to become nervous. For the rest of the crew, this was just an ordinary pace, but for the actors, every step was like stepping on a drum to make themselves From the bottom of my heart, I really want to play against Lu Ze. This is not an exercise, but a real battle against Lu Ze.

The music sounded, and the funk music sounded in the bar. The group performers began to taste the high-quality liquor placed in front of them. Under the erosion of the alcohol, gradually, the feeling came up.

The neon light bulbs were energized, coiled and flickered on the iron fence, dusty and broken fans began to sway and spin, cigarettes and cigarette smokers began to work, the bar became smoky, and the style and feelings of the old bar began Show, this is a kind of beauty with the rhythm of the times.

"Play board!"

Fadini gave an order, the field note quickly ran to the camera position, raised the board horizontally, announcing the scene in a loud voice, and then bent down and quickly evacuated, disappearing in the three camera positions.

"The first scene of the first act of "Atonement", start!"

Like the sound of the horn of the general attack, and the resurgence of the solidified space, the voices in the bar were full of voices, and there was a kind of time that circulated again after experiencing a stillness. This shout also made Lu Ze concentrated his whole body and mind, and it happened instantly. Changed.

The back came slightly, but the angle was not too large, and the lips began to tremble unconsciously with salivating light. When the first machine was used for close-up shots, an old wrinkled and age-spotted arm was drawn into the picture, and most of the body was still Blocked by a 90-degree corner, and then pulled, the lower part of the body enters the lens. There is a pair of jeans with mud spots and muddy color, and a pair of jeans that have been damaged into strands of cloth at the ankles and a pair of wrinkles with a wide range of toes. It is composed of old-fashioned Red Wing Martin boots with torn leather and no sole replacement.

The camera did not move up, nor did it switch to other camera positions. The track began to move, following the walking trajectory of the pair of jeans in parallel, until it reached the bar, the footsteps stopped, the camera position was quickly switched to the second camera inside the bar, and it was hitting straight. Super close-up, unnatural light hits the cheek directly from diagonally below. The weird light is one of the most direct sources of inner terror. This old and unreal face that occupies the entire space of the lens is even more disturbing.

"A glass of water."

His voice was hoarse, heavy and muddy. He sat on the high stool with some difficulty, with his hands on the bar, and his eyes blinked for a long time. It seemed that he had cherished the blinking time too much, but his yellow eyes matched the brown pupils. People can feel a breath of death, which makes the bartender in the bar feel a little bit difficult.

"Vanessa, go ahead first."

The bartender asked the little waiter girl who had just teased with him. Seeing the bartender's serious expression, she seemed to be frightened by the old man. She nodded, turned and walked away quickly. After the waiter left, the bartender's expression changed slightly. There was a trace of fear, and he didn't even look up at him. He just picked up a white rag and kept wiping this old bar with decades of history.

"Just water?"

"Just water."

He turned around, picked up a large square cup, and went to the sink to clean it. At this moment, his hand was shaking, and he couldn't even hold the cup. It slipped and fell into the stainless steel basin. The cup was not broken. Under the cover of the music, there was not much noise, so he wiped it in a panic, took a glass of water, placed it on the edge of the bar, and gently pushed it in front of the old man.

"I don't want ice cubes."

"Please, don't mess with me... I'm really scared, I won't do that kind of business anymore, please be smart."

Simply being picky made the bartender almost collapsed and prayed softly, hoping that the old man could let him go, but obviously, this is not much possible.

"Impossible, your family does this kind of business, your grandfather, your father..."

"So they died, I don't want to die, I'm afraid to die...so I don't do it!"

"Help me change a glass of warm water."

The old man pushed the top of the cup with the tip of his fingernails, and didn't even want his fingers to touch the frozen cup wall with frost. The emotions in his words still did not fluctuate, but he pushed the cup to the bartender again. He made a request, and then stretched out his palm to let the bartender see... a light on his fingertips.

"I don't like other people playing tricks with me."

The bartender's shaking was even more exaggerated. His legs were as soft as noodles, and his lips opened and closed, but he didn't say a complete sentence. The old man smiled, slowly left his seat, and took a step back.

"I believe you won't do it now, but I need a job to help me find a job that will satisfy me. Don't even want to run. I will come to you again in three days. I'll go to the bar to find you or go When your family finds you, it's up to your choice, don't let me down, boy."

"Why must it be me? I don't want to get involved with them now, why are you forcing me..."

"Family business is not so easy to cut off. You can't protect yourself if you say you don't do it. Don't think you are comfortable. Look at this group of people. I'm protecting you. See you later. ."

He walked slowly, still smiling when being watched, with his hands behind his back. No one doubted whether he was close to death. The bartender looked at his back and his breath became no longer even, the truth? lie? Should he believe it? In just a few words, the old man blew a thought storm in his mind. He was finally tired, or was awakened by the little waiter. He blinked vigorously, and quietly put the ice sharpener in his hand. Gently kneading the ischemic and numb hand.

"Yes, Feller, you performed better than I thought!"

After a burst of applause, Fatini clapped and drove a group of people to follow. Lu Ze leaned on the door frame~www.mtlnovel.com~ The cigarette on his lips floated to the sky slowly in a graceful curve, and he also smiled Then, congratulations to Fehler, and then... a crack suddenly cracked on his face.

"Makeup artist, touch up makeup..."

Do you play at a super level? Fehler didn't feel like it. After the filming was finished... he didn't have the self-confident feeling of being confident. After thinking and thinking for a long time, he realized that he was led by Lu Ze. It is not so much that he played for a long time, but he was led by Lu Ze. Brought in his own tension, replaced the role immersively, and integrated his emotions into the role.

This is not something that can be done solely relying on Lu Ze's personal ability. If it hadn't been because he was severely tortured by Lu Ze during the script discussion stage, his own emotions would not have been so strong.

"In the end, it was because I was afraid of Lu Ze that I could act so well...heh."

Realizing this, the little joy left was gone. After thanking the congratulations, and finding a free chair, Ferrer shook his head helplessly, trying to get rid of this sad thought, but There is still nothing to do.

"The performance is still so stable, Lu Ze."

Fatini did not hesitate to praise Lu Ze. After all, he is really a fan of Lu Ze, but he did not get a response from Lu Ze, because at this moment Lu Ze is lying in a chair waiting for the makeup artist to put his face. The cracks are "stitched".

The shutter door was pulled up again, and the sound of footsteps descended the stairs. Student Xiao Wang was there, holding two boxes of cut fruits, standing beside Lu Ze, looking around the set, and looking at Fatini suspiciously.

"Mr. Gabbiano, where's Brother Lu?"

"He has a cracked face. It's an operation."

"what??"

(End of this chapter)

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