Global Movie Emperor

"GOD, I miss Italy so much right now. At least I can get up in the morning and eat macaroni or spaghetti bolognese instead of boring mashed potatoes, hot dogs and toast."

As a pampered kid from a rich family, Fatini's breakfast may be much richer than Lu Ze imagined. The ordinary English breakfast cannot meet Fatini's dietary needs, but I'm sorry, this is the only breakfast.

After the filming on the island, Lu Ze resumed his carbohydrate intake. This feeling was tantamount to a spiritual sublimation. If the movie was not in the filming stage, Lu Ze would definitely have a binge to celebrate this moment. of pleasure.

Because he had to shoot an early morning walk scene this morning, he had to get up before 5:30. Lu Ze gave up the idea of ​​leaving the company at 10:00 in the evening and drove an hour and a half home to sleep. After discussing the script, he Sleeping in the company, Fatini will follow Lu Ze into the group today, so he checked out the hotel room and slept in Mickey's bedroom, which he never stayed at the company.

He took a bite of the bread, and the dry texture made Fatini, who was already thirsty early in the morning, frown. He ate a strip of bacon and muttered "Jesus Christ" with an Italian accent in pain.

"I really don't know how you tolerate English breakfast, not to mention you are Chinese. I think I need to hire an Italian chef, otherwise English breakfast will kill me."

"You can also consider a Chinese chef. The dishes are rich and cater to my taste."

"Your suggestions are great. I like Chinese food, Guangdong breakfast, General Tso's chicken, tangerine peel chicken..."

"If you're going to get a white Chinese chef, you better mentally deny the idea or I might go crazy and punch that chef."

Lu Ze held the steering wheel with one hand and took a bite of bread. Hearing the name of the dish reported by Fatini, he rolled his eyes. Thinking of the British-style Chinese food he had eaten in the UK, he suddenly lost his appetite and threw the bread on the central control screen. Above, he took a sip of coffee, put down the shriveled bread, and burped.

"Do I need to hang this work permit around my neck? The quality of this rope is very poor, and it hurts my skin a little. To be honest, I don't like wearing this thing."

"No, because you are with me, and after the crew sees you, you can throw your work permit far away, it doesn't matter."

"Then why are you sending me this damn thing?"

"Then ask Mickey. Maybe he will think it's stupid for you to bring this thing, and he will be very happy. Wait a minute..."

He was about to arrive at the beach where the crew set the scene. Through the sparse trees, he could see some crew members working on the beach, but this was not important. The reason why he slowed down the car was that through the reflector, he saw the open-air parking lot next to the beach. Inside, parked was a low-priced nanny car that he had never seen before.

Except for a few actors, almost all actors and staff drive private cars, and the actor's nanny car is definitely not of this level. Through the windshield, he can see a large number of filming equipment in the back seat. Lu Ze felt something was wrong and quickly dialed Kesha's phone number.

"Hell,... stop working first, there are reporters filming you."

British journalists are known to be pervasive. Whether it is the private lives of celebrities or spy photos of their works, they can always get their hands on them without the prying eyes knowing. However, this "Exile" has not announced the project to the outside world and is a It was a confidential project, and I don’t know how they obtained the information, but they actually started secretly filming smoothly.

Movie spy photos are not a trivial matter. Three or two are fine. Once more are taken or videotaped, interested parties can easily guess the content of the movie from the details. This will naturally affect the overall movie in the minds of movie fans. of freshness.

He called Mitch again, but without waiting for Mitch to get angry, he hung up the phone and parked the car next to the reporter's nanny car. He wanted to open the door and get out of the car, but was stopped by Fatini.

"Don't go down, otherwise you will be resented. These guys will probably throw dirty water on you. Leave this matter to me. There is a white MPV next to our car. Let's deal with it."

He made a call and was quickly connected. He said a few words casually. A Mercedes-Benz that had been following Lu Ze's car stopped. Fatini's bodyguard got out of the car, pulled the door of the nanny car, and locked it. .

His thick arms curled up and he hit the rear seat glass with his elbow, directly creating spider web patterns on the car glass. After another impact, the entire glass fell directly, revealing the blank face of the reporter in the back seat.

He didn't hit anyone, he just took out the memory card and put it in his pocket. Then he searched the reporter and handed the found press card to Fatini.

During the whole process, this slightly thin white reporter remained silent. It was not like he was experiencing this scene for the first time. He cooperated very well with the bodyguard's actions and even took the initiative to hold his head with his hands until the bodyguard completed the body search and turned around and entered the nanny car. Check whether various camera equipment are turned on.

"Get out of the car."

Fatini got out of the car first with coffee and threw the press card to the man. The man didn't catch it and bent down to pick it up. His face was still expressionless, but he just nodded to Fatini and expressed his gratitude.

The big hand wearing the emerald ring scratched his head. He was so amused by this hobbit that he grinned at Lu Ze, then turned to the man and said.

"I will talk to the boss of your newspaper about this. As for you, you are fired. I hope your next job will satisfy you."

"Thank you, sir."

Few stars and directors dare to do this, and those who dare to do so, without exception, have gang backgrounds and hold high positions. This is the reason why men dare not resist.

He knew that he was finished, but there was a difference between finished and finished. If he didn't resist like this, he would just complete a job, but the result of resisting would be to suffer physical pain at least, being beaten like a chicken by that strong man. A violent beating, and in serious cases, gang retaliation. Do you still have to choose between work and safety?

"With your dismissal compensation, you can leave."

He took out a stack of banknotes from his wallet and threw it on the man's chest. He put on the sunglasses hanging in his breast pocket. Without looking at it any more, he waved to Lu Ze and asked him to come over. The two of them left as if taking a walk.

"I will talk to the newspaper. No reporters will come over to secretly take pictures of you in the future. You can play with confidence and take photos with confidence."

"Your solution to the problem... is really simple enough."

"If my father didn't have business dealings with Murdoch, then things might be a little more complicated, but now, how difficult do you think it will be? Let's go, I can't wait."

The two walked to the beach. The crew had stopped working. Kesha was on the phone. When he saw Lu Ze bringing someone over, he looked stunned. He seemed to have thought of something and called Lucas over to shake hands with Fatini.

"Nice to meet you, sir."

The two of them already knew that Mitch had arranged for an assistant director to come in to study, and Mitch also revealed the identity of this assistant director to them. They showed friendship and respect to the new boss, even though the two brothers were older than Fattini. The bodyguards are all strong and even more vicious.

"Me too. The crew can start working. The problem has been solved. Time is very tight. I won't delay your work. Just give me a stool."

Kesha glanced at Lu Ze and saw Lu Ze nodded. He waved his hand and the staff started working again. As promised, Fatini waited until the bodyguard took the stool and sat down with interest. Look at the team skillfully setting up the equipment.

"Brother Shen."

Wang Pushen has been staying at Lu Ze's house these days and has been with the crew for a while. However, Lu Ze didn't go home last night, so the two of them didn't come together.

Wang Pu was hiding in the corner, frowning and reading the script. When he heard Lu Ze's call, he just raised his head and responded, and then began to expand his thinking again and left the real world. This has been the case since he came to England to get the script. It seems that he has put great enthusiasm into his first drama after more than ten years, and has become another dedicated and ruthless member of the crew besides Lu Ze.

Lu Ze was used to him being like this, and he could understand his thoughts. He didn't disturb him too much, went into the dressing room, changed his clothes, and let the makeup artist play with his head.

"Hello Director Mendeleev..."

Another timid greeting came over. Kesha tilted his head and looked at the Asian man and woman standing in front of him. He was so busy today that Kesha didn't immediately remember who the two were, so he was slightly stunned. , then he patted his forehead, smiled and shook hands with the two of them.

"Welcome to your arrival. I will sign a contract with you later. Yes, it is here. After all, you did not join the crew immediately, and I did not have time to arrange a suitable signing venue. Welcome to "Past Life", I friend."

It's not like Ding Zhiyi and Xu Shuang have never seen a director who looks like a murderer, but they have never seen a director with melon seeds tattooed on his head who looks like a murderer. They were a little frightened at first, but seeing that Kesha is so friendly, they feel comfortable in their hearts. The stone was also put down.

"King! Get your compatriots familiar with the environment!"

He still had a lot of things to do and couldn't hang around these two newcomers, so he entrusted the two of them to Wang Pushen. Suddenly, the two of them felt like they were seeing relatives, the kind of person who lives in a foreign country and is surrounded by foreign colleagues. The pressure is much less.

"You came so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer? Didn't you say there's no need to rush to the early morning show?"

Yesterday, Lu Ze was studying the script with Mickey. He couldn't get away for a while, so he asked Wang Pushen to take over. The two of them also slept at Lu Ze's house. The reason why they didn't get up this morning was because Wang Pushen wanted them to rest more. , Unexpectedly, as soon as his front foot arrived, the two people on the back foot came.

"Learn to learn..."

Ding Zhiyi has not changed much, and his temperament is still sunny and energetic. Although he does not talk much, he still has a certain sense of presence, while this Xu Shuang seems a bit transparent on this occasion.

She is not particularly talkative, whether in front of the camera or behind the camera. At first, when Wang Pushen and the two did not meet, he thought Xu Shuang had set up a shy persona of a girl next door, but he did not expect that she was like that.

If it weren't for her family connections, good acting skills, and good results in the several works she participated in, and fans also liked her timid energy, she probably wouldn't be worthy of the show "The Performer."

The two of them were arranged to sit down by Wang Pushen. He stopped reading the script and chatted with the two who were a little uncomfortable. At first, he was not used to it. After all, he had never had any shooting experience with so many foreign devils, but foreign crews like this Wang Pushen soon got used to the attitude of working seriously while working and playing seriously at the end of the work. At this moment, he was exchanging experiences on foreign crews with the two of them. By chance, Lu Ze walked out of the dressing room.

"Zhiyi, long time no see, Xu Shuang? Hello."

When they met again, Ding Zhiyi did not show the excitement of meeting an old friend as Lu Ze imagined. After simply catering to Lu Ze's hug, he became a little reserved. He nodded and said no more. Maybe In his heart, the gap between the two of them has become wider and wider. At this time, Lu Ze is a big star in the domestic film industry and an international actor. Not only has he not won any awards, but he has become more and more alive. .

Lu Ze can understand, but it is not suitable to show more enthusiasm directly, otherwise Ding Zhiyi will not be able to bear it. If he wants to get closer to each other again, he can only slowly melt the ice in Ding Zhiyi's heart in his daily life. He said nothing, just patted him on the shoulder and shook hands with Xu Shuang.

"Brother Shen, you guys chat first while I go get busy."

"Okay, go quickly."

After waving to the three of them, he turned around, walked to Kesha, and discussed with him how to shoot the next scene. The two of them commented around the simulated electronic dog and kept clicking their tongues. Times are progressing, and now The smart machine is also more realistic. It is covered with simulated fur and looks basically the same as a real dog.

Since it was too difficult to shoot real dogs and post-production was even more difficult, Kesha gritted his teeth and spent a lot of money to make some animal models. In this way, only simple special effects were needed to make the animals' agility more realistic.

"This is the last scene, and it will take two or three months to shoot again. I'm really worried about your condition."

Because Lu Ze's shooting speed was too fast, the crew was shut down for three days. Kesha had no choice but to change the shooting plan. Lu Ze also needed a lot of time to discuss the script with Mickey. In the end, Kesha could only decide to put all Lu Ze's All the shots were moved forward to allow him to help Mickey research new projects. It also gave the new actors some time to get used to each other. Otherwise, Lu Ze, a big mountain, would put too much pressure on them. For the newcomers, Excessive pressure is not a good thing.

"Don't worry about my condition. Just bring the other actors with you."

After discussing how to shoot the next scene, Lu Ze started doing warm-up exercises. It was time for everyone to worship. Wang Pushen and Fatini were all interested. They stood aside to watch Lu Ze's end and stretched their necks. Watch.

"I'll bet you to play this play over and over for ten dollars. Do you want to bet?"

"Only a fool would bet with you."

The idle props team employees were discussing in low voices, but Fatini overheard and curiously asked what they were talking about. Several employees could only smile and wave their hands, pretending not to know anything, and ran away quickly. Find something to do.

After all, Kesha is still around. Although he will not get angry with Lu Ze, it does not mean that he has no temper. To employees and other actors, he is no different from other tyrants on the set. He is even more intimidating because of his appearance. .

Soon, the recorder came into the scene, holding a recording board, and announced the start of filming.

"Scene 24 of "Exile"! Act 1! Begin!"

The chin of the mechanical dog is wrapped in green cloth to facilitate the opening and closing of the dog's mouth in post-production. The current machinery can make the mechanical dog bark, but it is too rigid and the movements are consistent, and it cannot make the mouth move like a real dog. The amplitude changes.

It is difficult to film a movie with animals, let alone filming with a fake dog. Although it is more obedient, it will also make it difficult for the actors to bring in their emotions. Most actors will be resistant to performing such scenes. Psychology always leads to emotional inadequacies, but it seems... Lu Ze is not among them.

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"May I have your name?"

He sat on the beach and stroked the dog's hair, like stroking an old friend who had been with him for many years. The barking of the dog also needed to be added later, so it naturally couldn't answer. The employee who controlled the dog made it sit down, tail Shaking it gently, this is the only thing that looks like a real dog.

But Lu Ze acted as if he was talking to a real dog, nodding his head understandingly, as if he really understood what the dog said, and his expression began to change, with a hint of pity.

"Poor fellow, don't you have a home?"

"..."

"I don't have a home either. Do you want to come with me? At least I'll have enough to eat and drink."

"..."

"But, he might not come back, so are you still waiting? Well... you are a good dog Harry."

"..."

"I brought tennis balls, do you want to play a game?"

He loosened his arm around the dog, stood up, rounded his arms, and threw the tennis ball hard. The mechanical dog also turned its head and glanced at him under the operator's instructions, but it did not participate in the game. Instead, its forelimbs Put it down, lie down on the beach, and do nothing extra.

"Come on man, how about you cooperate? Like this, get the ball back."

Suddenly, he got down on all fours, kicked up the sand with his hind legs, and ran in the direction of the ball like a dog. With agile movements, he ignored the sand on the tennis ball and bit the tennis ball in his mouth. He waved towards the mechanical dog and then put the ball in his mouth. The tennis ball was thrown.

"Woof woof woof!"

The dog barked from his mouth, and the sound was just like a real dog, at least to the ears of the listener.

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"Wow, Mr. Lu seems to be..."

A staff member wanted to say something, but was slapped on the back by another colleague and swallowed his words. He seemed to realize that he was about to say something wrong, and turned around and nodded gratefully to the colleague who reminded him. .

There are some words that you can't say even if everyone thinks so. Even if Lu Ze gives everyone this impression now, you can only think about it but not say it.

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"Pooh."

After spitting a few times, he spit out all the sand in his mouth, and barked twice more. The dog responded, got up and walked slowly towards the direction of the tennis ball, without picking it back up. After all, it had a green tint in its mouth. Bu, couldn't achieve this action, but Lu Ze seemed to get a response, ran over, took out the snacks, and stuffed them into its mouth.

"Beautiful, Harry."

He rubbed its head with a happy smile. The sea breeze blew his hair. Gradually, the movements of his hands became slower. The camera moved to the second camera position to shoot Lu Ze's side face. His eyes gradually Empty, finally, the palms stopped rubbing the hair, and he murmured again.

"Great, Harry..."

"Ka! It's over! Lu Ze, your vacation is here!"

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