Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Hearing Director Gao's words, the staff of the photography team reopened the folder and brought up the last scene shot by Meng Fu.

"This is the camera position," Director Gao pointed to the camera position dedicated to taking close-up shots of the chandeliers, "Pull it back."

Although the staff didn't know what Director Gao was doing, they also delayed the progress.

The screen happened to be the scene of the chandelier falling.

The nylon rope on it snapped instantly, and the rubber bullet was traveling so fast that the high guide couldn't see it clearly.

Pointing at this scene, he said to the staff again, "Can you slow it down a bit? As slow as you can."

Although the staff didn't know what Director Gao wanted to do, they did it.

This section is edited out, and then slowed down by 100 times.

The shooting lenses of the crew are all high-definition. With this kind of high-speed lens, it can be processed even if it is slowed down by 100 times, not to mention slowed down by 1000 times.

Director Gao watched the video without moving.

With the lens slowed down by 100 times, although the shape of the rubber bullet cannot be seen clearly, the trajectory of the rubber bullet can be seen. From this angle of the camera, the rubber bullet can be seen flying directly towards the rope of the chandelier.

Collided with the nylon cord of the chandelier.

Under the 100 times slower lens, you can even see that the nylon rope slowly bends into an arc, and is finally broken by a rubber bullet.

After the lamp swung left and right twice, the rope broke and the crystal lamp slowly fell.

Rubber bullets are not as lethal as ordinary bullets, but they are also lethal within a range of 100 meters, so when Meng Fu was filming these, Director Gao specifically asked her to shoot upwards.

The staff members were wondering why Director Gao suddenly asked her to switch the camera. When he saw this scene, he opened his mouth wide, "Director Gao, this... this..."

This fucking Meng Fu is actually a sharpshooter of the special forces, right? !

When the crystal chandelier just fell, none of the staff who took the shots suspected how the chandelier fell.

Now Gaodao has slowed people down a hundred times, and the scene where the rubber bullet broke through the nylon rope made the staff couldn't help but swear.

"I knew it..." Looking at this scene, Director Gao also let out a deep breath, his eyebrows twitching.

When he just heard what the props team said, he felt something was wrong.

Of course, during the process of coming, he also thought about some accidents, but when he saw the rubber bullet flying from Meng Fu hit the hanging rope, Director Gao still couldn't help shaking his hands.

"Director Gao, are you looking for someone from the Special Forces?" The staff were filming Meng Fu, so they naturally knew that Meng Fu was shooting when she fell down from the second floor.

Not to mention how thin the light rope is, but Meng Fu's shooting while jumping down is really a bit of special training.

If this situation happened in a movie or in a special training exercise, most people would still be able to accept it.

But it really appeared in the eyes of ordinary people like the staff of Gaodao, the shock is beyond words.

Dao Gao took advantage of the situation and sat on the chair provided by the staff, looked at the camera again, finally took out a cigarette tremblingly from his pocket, and lit it for himself.

He bit his cigarette and took two puffs before regaining his sanity: "This scene is reserved, and our program crew has omitted even the special effects."

"I know." The staff also looked at the camera, if it wasn't for the fact that the show was still filming in a confidential period, he would have wanted to steal this part of the video and upload it on the Internet.

On the computer, the scene where the rubber bullet passes through the rope plays again.

Director Gao hissed, and couldn't help being curious about Meng Fu. She is so good at shooting, and she is so accurate in shooting. Has she received any special training before?

Director Gao didn't believe that Meng Fu's marksmanship was acquired only after participating in that kind of shooting club.

If any club can practice like this, then those special training camps should not be confused.

He stayed in the studio for half an hour, and when he returned, he made another call to the staff: "Do you still have Meng Fu's original documents? Give me a copy."

**

at the same time.

T city is at home.

It was almost half past ten when Yu Zhenling and the others came back from Tong's house after eating.

Every time Jiang Xinran went back to Jiang's house today, she sat on the sofa downstairs in Yu's house.

"What did Madam Tong tell you just now?" Yu Yong put down the key and looked at Yu Zhenling.

Yu Zhenling shook her head, she poured herself a cup of tea, paused, then lowered her eyes, "Madam Tong asked me if Meng Fu could make fragrance."

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Xinran, who was chatting and laughing with Yu Yong, suddenly paused.

She turned to Yu Zhenling.

Fragrance, for ordinary people, is basically out of reach.

Jiang Xinran only found out about this after Tong Eryu went to the capital.

Yu Zhenling was also a little absent-minded. She had information about Meng Fu. In the information, not to mention Meng Fu, there was not even a single person in Wanmin Village who knew how to make perfume. How could she do this?

Although Mrs. Tong seemed to say it casually, Yu Zhenling always remembered it in her heart.

A scheming person like Mrs. Tong should not just ask a question casually.

Especially in the past two days, Yu Zhenling also has some understanding of the Jiang family's affairs.

She was holding the mobile phone, and there was Meng Fu's number on the mobile phone, but Meng Fu had blocked her number a long time ago, Yu Zhenling thought about it, walked to the landline of Yu's house, and used the landline to call Meng Fu .

The phone rang beautifully, and Yu Zhenling's heart beat suddenly a little faster.

After two rings, the phone was picked up, not by Meng Fu's voice, but by her manager.

Yu Zhenling calmed down, "I'm Meng Fu's mother, can I let her answer the phone?"

On the other side of the phone, Zhao Fan frowned when he heard Meng Fu's mother. She naturally remembered Meng Fu's not-so-likable mother, "Wait a minute."

She looked in the bathroom.

Meng Fu happened to come out of the bathroom while wiping his hair.

Zhao Fan handed the phone to Meng Fu directly.

Meng Fu didn't even look at who it was, put the phone to his ear with one hand, and continued to wipe his hair with the other: "Hello?"

Hearing Meng Fu's indifferent voice, Yu Zhenling came back to her senses, she paused, and then said, "Fu'er, I am mother, tell me honestly, you...you know how to make perfume?"

Beside Yu Zhenling, Jiang Xinran's hand holding the cup paused.