Chapter 302

"I feel so stupid."

Delitina hung Weiya on her body and covered her mouth with a straight smile. Just now she was doing some action in the sky, which was the kind of special effects to be added later. The scene looked very funny. Bai Qinghuan said with a smile: "no, no, it's the same beautiful MUA ~"

Lin tired really can't understand why girls are so greasy and cute, men are so greasy and crooked... Ouch

This is a corner of the set. If you zoom in to the whole set, there are nearly 500 group performances on the set, wearing different clothes. Weiya is a group of people. The scene is very lively. The two film teams shoot separately, six aircraft positions and aerial photography capture the whole set, and Lin Fei takes charge of the whole set.

"Tina, get ready quickly, teacher Jinjie, pay attention to safety, teacher Mo Wen, you stand too far ahead."

After some scheduling, the scene is ready, the entire studio walkie talkie ring Lin tired voice: "start!"

The crowd was noisy. Jin Jie stood in the crowd and looked up at the sky. After a smile, he bowed his head to Hu Sheng who was lying beside him and said, "smelly boy, watch it. I'll teach you a move today. It's called wanjian Jue. It's not 10000 swords, but all things in the world can be swords."

With this sentence, Jinjie goes forward and drags the floor with his robe. Where he passes, the crowd will automatically avoid him. A plane seat stares at him. He looks at the sky with a solemn expression.

"The lineage of Daoism has been around for thousands of years. Every patriarch knows that he has been cheated in this world, but he has no courage to find out the truth. When he dies, he is in great pain."

"Today, I, Wu Tian, have the courage to wave this sword to heaven on behalf of the ancestors of our Taoist sect, on behalf of the mountains and rivers, and on behalf of all living beings. We mortals will not kneel down to the gods from today on!"

"Ten thousand sword formula! Sword up

“……”

"I've been filming for so many years, and this time I'm in the top five."

After Lin tired shouts Ka, Jin Jie jokes.

This kind of play is really awkward to shoot. I feel like I'm insane, mentally, but inexplicably.

"Chris, that's embarrassing for them. Pay attention. We'll make up for that scene."

“……”

It's been a day, but the big play hasn't been finished. It's going to take at least a week.

"Director Lin, go and have a drink in my room. They are all here."

In the evening, after taking a bath, Lin tired was just about to check what he had photographed today, and was about to edit it in the system to see the effect. When Hu Sheng knocked on the door, his only thought was that he was not tired enough to toss them today.

I still have the energy to drink

"I won't go if I have to film tomorrow." Lin tired refused with a smile. Hu Sheng was worried and held Lin tired's arm: "Oh, they are all waiting for you. I want to thank director Lin for giving us this opportunity. Anyway, director Lin, you have to show your face. This face will be given to us."

Such a big man, his speech has such a taste of cheating, and it doesn't seem childish. Lin tired is also speechless, said with a smile: "OK, OK, but can't drink more, I really can't drink."

"Well, we'll all be filming tomorrow. We won't drink too much." Hu Sheng is really holding the arm of Lin tired to drag Lin tired away, Lin tired or the first time to enjoy such treatment, is also laughing and crying.

"Director Lin, what's your most unforgettable moment in the crew after all these years of filming?" On the way, Hu Sheng asked.

This question really put Lin tired asked, the most unforgettable? According to the truth, it should be the time to shoot the first play, but now I think about it, but I find that my memory is a little fuzzy. After thinking about it, Lin said, "it should be the time to shoot the first play. I remember it most clearly. What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. Just ask. I really remember the first play best. When I made the first play before..."

After chatting, he came to Husheng's room. When Husheng opened the door, Lin was still thinking, didn't he say everyone was here? How is all black, the result accompanies Hu Sheng's a: "Lin Dao has come, you come out."

The door of the bedroom is opened, a little bit of orange candle light up a beautiful face, eyes with expectations, is Bai Qinghuan, she is followed by Tina, ginger and them.

Bai Qinghuan is holding a birthday cake in her hand.

"Happy birthday, director Lin!"

The cheers of the crowd rang through the room, and Lin was stunned.

……

"Next."

On the other side of the globe, New York, at Universal headquarters, in the interview room for spider man.

This is a spacious interview room. After the audition of 5000 people, there are only 300 people who can enter this round. They are interviewing for the hero.

"Jimmy, I haven't seen it yet. How about you?" Asked a black uncle, shaking his head and spreading his hands, his fat lips shaking like two sausages.

Jimmy shrugged: "I don't count. I have to listen to Lin. he's the boss."

"Hey, if you want me to tell you why you want to listen to an Asian, we can make a universe series by ourselves. Hollywood's big directors, hawk and Thor prove that we can do well ourselves, don't we?" Black people have a great sense of rhythm.

"Iver, you know I hate people who are racist." Jimmy said solemnly, adding in his heart: --

"No, no, I'm not racist. I'm just saying a fact."

"It's not true. If your words are heard by the boss, you will go away today. You don't know what he means."

"Yes? I'll let you know who's right. I'm working on our own super movie series

"It seems that you have completely given up competing with me for vice president."

"No, that position must be mine."

Just as they were staring at each other, a small, thin boy raised his hand and said, "Hey, guys, can I start?"

"Of course, when did you come in?" Jim took the lead, arranging his expression by the way.

"When you say he's racist."

"Don't mention that. You can start introducing yourself, boy."

"OK, my name is Tom Holland. I'm twenty-four years old. I've played..."

"It's all in your resume. Let's go straight ahead and start your performance."

"Yes, OK, then I'll start." Holland said tentatively, and Jimmy reached out.

Herland took a bag of snacks out of his pocket, tore it open and said, "in fact, you see, I'm well prepared..."

Jimmy laughed and began to say, "OK, Peter, is there anything you're hiding from me?"

Holland's mouth was full of snacks: "what? Ah Wu... "

Jimi and iver look at each other, and they can see the muddle in each other's eyes. What's the boy doing?

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Holland: "ah *..."

As they watched his silence, Holland raised the snack in his hand: "I said... This is delicious."

Jimmy rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little bit of brain pain. Where did he come from?

"OK, let's not eat snacks. Let's do it again."

“OK。”

"Peter, are you hiding something from me?"

Jimmy said his lines again, and Holland came in on his head, gasping without saying a word.

Jim heavily photographed the pen in his hand, and black iver was laughing happily.

"Spiderman won't do that, boy. Come again."

So Holland chose to enter the arena in the form of Ballet

Jimmy put his hand on his forehead and sighed, "OK, you can go out."

"Well... Can I try again? I have other plans. "

"No, you don't have to try. Go back and wait for the notice." Jimmy shook his head and didn't even look at Holland. Iver laughed and gloated: "Hey, boy, I'll take care of you."

"Well, thank you." Herland shrugged his shoulders and left a little dejected. Jimmy shook his head, drew a fork on his resume and said to iver, "I bet it won't be him."