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On the river, the crew of "Far Cry" were sitting firmly on the yacht.

The water was slightly cold, but the actresses were all wearing swimsuits, except for the places they shouldn't be exposed.

Standing on the shore, Wen Dong, the makeup artist of "Don't Stop the Camera", took a long puff of cigarette.

The light from the half-stub of the cigarette went directly to the filter, and slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke.

Wen Dong flicked the hot cigarette butt and sighed heavily, "Look at me."

They were occupying a big yacht. Those who knew it were filming, but those who didn't know it thought they were having a swimsuit party.

"Will you look at us again?"

Wen Dong turned around and glanced around at his poor crew.

Now he wanted to pick up the cigarette butt and take another two puffs.

Next to him, Liu Yingjian had finished draining the water and was tightening his waistband. He said, "Look at them playing crazy in this weather. They will be as cold as a monkey later."

He spat fiercely, but there was inevitably a bit of sourness in his words.

Wen Dong rolled his eyes at him, "If you can't eat the grapes and say the grapes are sour, you may have a lot of fun."

"It's because we are happy. We are too far apart, otherwise we would be happy too."

His expression was unexpectedly lewd, causing Wen Dong to turn sideways, showing disgust.

"I didn't notice that you are still a sultry type."

I guess those people on the river have finished taking pictures, and the yacht is mooring slowly to the shore.

Liu Yingjian checked the zipper and immediately lit a cigarette.

Wen Dong's eyes lit up, "Where did you steal the cigarettes from?"

This place is really a deserted island. There is not even a small shop within a hundred kilometers, and I don't know where Liu Yingjian got the goods.

"I stole it from the director."

"Ah! You are a thief, I want to file a lawsuit."

Liu Yingjian rolled his eyes at him, and then gestured to his cigarette case.

Wen Dong took out one and sipped it happily, "I am an accomplice."

"When do you think we can join that kind of crew?"

"I still don't know what you think? You are openly having fun for yourself by taking advantage of your identity as a photographer."

Just as they were disappointed with the crew of "The Camera", the crew of "Far Cry" also looked down upon them.

Glancing at Yingying Yanyan coming off the yacht, Liu Yingjian spat, "I'm just a boring coquettish guy, and our director is a bright coquettish guy."

Wen Dong took a quick look and saw that Cheng Shuo had already moved forward at some point and was using his strength to pick up Yang Mi, who was wearing a swimsuit.

He immediately took off his coat and handed it to her hand.

"Thanks."

Yang Mi was indeed very cold, especially since this scene was repeated so many times that her arms were almost numb from the cold.

Lifting his head, Cheng Shuo looked at her carefully, scanning her without any evil thoughts.

Yang Mi pursed her lips and quickly tightened Cheng Shuo's coat to cover up the beauty: "What are you looking at?"

"Why didn't you tell us about such a big thing earlier?"

"Do you want to die!"

Cheng Shuo waved his hand and shouted to Liu Yingjian and Wen Dong who were fishing: "Stop fishing and come to the meeting quickly."

"That's right." Cheng Shuo stopped and asked Yang Mi, "Do you still have a role today?"

"Gone."

"Then you come too."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Who is this?"

Yang Mi took a deep breath angrily, and then twitched his nose slightly as if he smelled something.

Seeing that no one around him was paying attention to him, he secretly brought his collar close to the tip of his nose.

After smelling it, she withdrew as fast as lightning.

Pretending to be nonchalant, he looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to him.

Cai Du snorted, "Smelly man."

...

"You should have read the list given by the recorder, right?"

Cheng Shuo's hands were folded into a tower shape, with no expression on his face.

To put it simply, he has a bad face, but this kind of bad face made everyone present very happy.

If a director is not serious, he is not powerful. If he laughs and laughs all day long, his subordinates will not take him seriously.

Seeing his behavior, Liu Yingjian became interested for the first time.

"I've seen it, but do we also have to appear on the scene?"

This is not a problem for him, but the rest of the behind-the-scenes staff are a little uncomfortable with it.

This was clearly written in the contract, and they had known about this arrangement for a long time.

The only psychological burden is that I am afraid of being criticized by the audience if I don't perform well.

Liu Yingjian frowned, glanced at the two protagonists, and instantly understood Cheng Shuo's "intention".

It's probably because the two protagonists were embarrassed, but they were afraid of being criticized by the audience.

That's why they were let in behind the scenes and used their poorer acting skills to appear to be superior to the other two.

"You don't have to think too much. I say I'm appearing on camera, but I'm also playing myself."

Cheng Shuo took a sip of hot water and said, "Our background setting is an island survival project run by a TV station. The identity of each of us in the show is your own responsibility. You can think of this as a documentary to record your behind-the-scenes work.

"

Yang Mi pricked up her ears. She understood this background. Why did it become more familiar to her the more she listened to it?

Then I thought about it, isn't this the background of the story of "Far Cry"?

What bad thoughts is Cheng Shuo holding back?

Everyone had already experienced the famous scene of studying the script, and their ability to accept it had improved a lot for a while. They all nodded slowly. If the work was done step by step, there would be no need for any deliberate performance.

"But what about the lines?" Wen Dong coughed twice, "We haven't seen any of our lines."

"This will become clear during the filming. Don't worry, it won't be too long, no more than two sentences at most."

Wen Dong was still a little hesitant. He was a makeup artist, but he had never acted: "I think our acting skills are not very good..."

Cheng Shuo shook his head, "I don't want you to think that I want you to feel that I can lead you into the drama."

Jing Tian's eyes flashed, and many questions suddenly arose in his heart.

Men too?

Liu Yingjian felt like he was holding back a lot of anger, but he didn't know where to start.

He has made countless suggestions in the past two days, but Cheng Shuo can always answer them with ease.

Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder, did Cheng Shuo really have clear lines and standards in his heart, and he just couldn't keep up with his channel?

But this idea wandered around in his mind and was quickly abandoned by him.

Making a movie is not a guessing game, so how can you hide half of it and reveal the other half? Some suspense dramas may hide something from the staff, but this horror movie of his has never been hidden until now.

"Then we need to sign the film."

Liu Yingjian had endless questions, "When the subtitles go up at the end, do I always have to write down the credits, or do I have to use my real name?"

Cheng Shuo knew about Tang Taizong's love-hate feelings towards Wei Zheng.

The suggestions he gave were very useful, but the way he said them was very annoying.

"Everyone can choose a name of his own, as long as it is a name from an Earthling."

Liu Yingjian frowned, "The most troublesome thing is choosing a name. Director, please help me come up with one."

"Okay, then your name will be Tian Wenjing."

"Tian Wenjing?"

Liu Yingjian muttered a few words and felt pretty good.