Non-famous Actor

"Chinese team, come on!"

"Chinese team, come on!"

...

In the 2002 World Cup, at the match between China and Costa Rica, Chinese fans with a distance advantage decorated the east stand of the stadium into a sea of ​​red.

At the lower end of the stand, there are five big cowhide drums, and five burly men, holding drumsticks in their hands, beat the war drums loudly.

In front of the five strong men, a chubby fat man with bare upper body, with his back to the field, raised his hands, directing the fans above the stands to cheer for the national football team:

"Chinese team, come on!"

...

"OK, it's over, the next shot!"

Standing behind the director's monitor, Sun Hao raised the walkie-talkie in his hand.

"props group..."

"It's here, director!"

"Adjust the score on the big screen in the stadium. China is 0, Costa Rica is 2. In addition, the time should also be adjusted. It is the end time of the whole game."

"Okay, director!"

"Director Zhao..."

"It's here, director!"

"In the next scene, the camera's rocker arm will start from bottom to top, and the camera will gradually zoom in until close-ups of the fans at the scene are shown, showing the sad emotions of the fans in the camera."

"OK, no problem!"

Photographer Zhao Xiaoding agreed and led the photography team to get busy.

Zhou Tao in a red T-shirt, blue jeans, and white canvas shoes stood quietly beside Sun Hao. After watching him finish his work, he walked over and said with a smile:

"Director, when will my shot be shot?"

"Didn't you say Mr. Zhang Bin from the sports channel would come? Why did you replace him?" Sun Hao, who had just started filming after entering the stadium, only had time to chat with Zhou Tao at this time.

"Mr. Zhang Bin is a little scared. He said that shooting a movie with this kind of subject may damage his professionalism in football commentary." Zhou Tao smiled quietly, and handed Sun Hao a bottle of mineral water.

"What about Duan Xuan and Huang Jianxiang?"

"These two are even worse. They have much less seniority than Zhang Bin."

"Hmm..." Sun Hao thought for a while, then said, "Alright then!

You put your glasses on, go to the fans stand now, and then film your interview with the fat man. "

"Then... what about the lines?"

"Line, no, you can watch it play freely.

In fact, it's not that complicated. It's just a reporter interviewing how disappointed the fans are, hoping that the fans will continue to cheer for the team and so on. "

"Oh...but..."

Zhou Tao wanted to ask again, but at this moment, Xu Jinglei, the executive assistant director of the crew, suddenly ran over from a distance.

"director…"

"Um?"

"Just now there was a message from the domestic football team, asking if we can postpone the shooting of the "Game" project, or stop filming altogether, and the football team is willing to bear the initial investment of our crew."

"Why?" Zhou Tao was curious.

I remember that at the beginning, the project "Game" was clearly actively promoted by Zuxie, why did it suddenly change now?

And Sun Hao also looked at Xu Jinglei with a little puzzlement in his eyes.

"Director, Sister Zhou, it's like this. In the domestic league, a match was held at Jinzhou Stadium this afternoon. The host team lost 0-2. A local fan was particularly excited and ambushed at the gate of the stadium. When the actual controller, Mr. Xu Ming, came out of the stadium with a livid face, he took a kitchen knife and chopped him..."

"ah…"

Hearing this news suddenly, Zhou Tao's face turned pale with fright, he covered his jade lips lightly, and tried to hide from Sun Hao.

Sun Hao's face also changed, but he was still calm. He patted Zhou Tao's back with his hands, and then motioned Xu Jinglei to continue.

"Mr. Xu Ming's injuries are serious, and he is still being rescued, because one of the knife wounded the aorta, so the foot angle means that under the current circumstances, it is not appropriate for us to shoot this kind of movie that provokes extreme emotions from fans. gone?"

"Um…"

Sun Hao thought for a while, then smiled and said to Xu Jinglei:

"It's okay, this is a comedy. After watching it, the fans just laughed."

"Director, do you mean to continue filming?" Xu Jinglei asked.

"Yeah, let's keep shooting.

You can reply to Zuxie, just say that we will continue to shoot the movie, but we will fully respect Zuxie's opinion on the choice of the movie's release date. "

"okay!"

After getting the answer, Xu Jinglei picked up the phone in her hand and went to work.

Watching her leaving back, Sun Hao smiled meaningfully.

100 million won will cost my life, haha, is my life really worth it? !

Why not? old tailor.

I'll give you 300 million won, and you help me chop up those who want my life.

OK!

As long as the money is in place, we will take on any job, maybe you can get the result you want tonight, after all, you Chinese are all particular about enmity.

Sure enough, the old tailor was a man of faith.

……………

silence!

In the 2002 World Cup, the match between the Chinese team and Costa Rica had just ended, and the match scene was completely silent!

Just now, the sound of the five-sided cowhide drum that had been shaking the audience was silent at this moment. The man who was waving the drumstick was staring blankly at the score on the big screen above the stadium, 0 to 2!

Of course, it cannot be regarded as pure silence!

Because the chubby fat man who had been directing the drum just now was jumping up and down, pointing at the football field and cursing:

"Refund the money, give me the money back!"

"I came to Korea and spent 4 months' salary, so you just show me this? I have to get my money back today!"

...

"OK, it's over!

Very good, when you are old, your condition is very good, remember, keep this mood, let's shoot the next set of shots. "

"Action!"

I don't know if it's because the fat man's naked upper body is too cool, or his behavior of jumping and scolding the players is too outrageous... Anyway, he has successfully attracted the attention of reporters at this moment.

At this time, a young and beautiful female reporter found him with a camera.

"Hello, can you accept our interview?"

"Pick it!"

Fatty, who was still very emotional just now, has gradually calmed down.

"What do you think of our national team's performance in this game?"

"Opinion..., no opinion!

When I saw the ball flying over, I immediately lowered my head. Those who knew it was kicking a ball, but those who didn’t, thought it was the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. What can I think? "

"Pfft..."

The metaphor that the fat man said was more vivid, and the beautiful reporter couldn't help but burst out laughing.

However, fortunately, she was very professional, so she suppressed her smile for an instant, and then handed the microphone to Fatty's mouth.

"There are still two games to come, what expectations do you have for the performance of the national team?"

"No la!

Nothing!

Costa Rica can kick us like this, so what courage do we have to expect to beat Brazil? "

"Well..., thank you!"

Seeing that there was nothing more to ask, the beautiful reporter wanted to leave, but before she could turn around, she saw the fat man snatch the microphone from her hand.

"Hello, dear fans!

My name is Li Tong, and I am 32 years old. I would like to appeal here. I recommend myself to be the head coach of the national team. If you can trust me to hand over the football team to me, I dare not say whether you can win the world championship.

But I can guarantee that every football player in the team will have a tenacious will, a fighting spirit, and a fighting spirit to sacrifice one's life for righteousness like a steel warrior, instead of being like the group of softies now..."