The first set of shots was filmed smoothly. By then, it was already past noon. After a busy morning, everyone was starving. Fang Yang took the opportunity to call everyone to call it a day. On the first day of filming, Fang Yang asked Luo Cheng to prepare a dish of sliced ​​fish. The rest of the meals were boxed lunches. Yes, just boxed lunches. Then, several large bowls of stir-fried vegetables were prepared. Everyone ate some. At least it tasted much better than the boxed lunches!

Zhou Xin was surprised by this good news and couldn't help but tap Fang Yang's waist with her finger. "The dishes today are quite plentiful. Did you order them from Boss Luo?"

Fang Yang used his empty rice bowl to scoop some fish soup and drank it. "Is this food alright? If it's like this every day at noon from now on, aren't you happy and cheerful?"

Zhou Xin spat, "Disgusting!"

She turned around happily, found an empty bowl, scooped out a small bowl of fish soup, and sat down happily next to Fang Yang, sipping the soup like a hamster, which made Fang Yang smile.

Everyone thoroughly enjoyed the meal. They never expected that a boxed lunch would be served with dishes ordered from scratch, and that the food would taste so authentic. It was an unexpected and delightful surprise.

Tie Weimin squatted down next to Fang Yang, holding a small lunchbox. "President Fang, this tastes pretty good! Which restaurant is it from?"

"There's a Sichuan restaurant a few hundred meters away from the hotel we're staying at. I went there with Mo Sang and Mo Zhen a couple of days ago and we thought it was pretty good, so we booked it there. Anyway, it's not much more expensive than a boxed meal."

"This feels so much more sophisticated, and I don't have to worry about my stomach rebelling anymore."

Fang Yang laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'll eat there every day at noon from now on. Boss Luo's place doesn't have many customers at noon, so the price isn't too expensive."

Tie Weimin gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Awesome!"

After lunch, everyone found a place to take a nap. The Ming and Qing Palace was spacious, so Mo Sang applied to the film studio management to temporarily convert two side halls into sleeping rooms, setting up some cots so they could sleep for a while whenever they wanted at noon.

At 2:30 pm, after everyone woke up one after another, Fang Yang asked everyone to cut up the watermelons. With nearly 200 people in the entire crew, 500 pounds of watermelon would only amount to a little over 2 pounds per person. Eating some watermelon would help them wake up and have the energy to work in the afternoon.

The afternoon sun was too strong, so it was impossible to film outside. Everyone gathered inside the palace, and this afternoon's scenes were all filmed indoors.

Fang Yang sat behind the monitor, chatting with Mo Zhen. The props team was making final touches, and the actors had mostly finished their makeup and were waiting on the side. Some were even cramming at the last minute, making the most of their time to memorize their scripts.

Before long, the props team signaled that everything was ready. Following Fang Yang's instructions, the camera was placed in the designated position, and the lighting technician turned on the spotlights to ensure that the room was well-lit.

With Fang Yang's call to action, filming officially began.

Jin Suo helped Ziwei into the inn. "Innkeeper, are there any rooms available?"

"Oh, this way, ladies. We have a guest room; would you like to take a look?"

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Fang Yang watched the two girls' performance on the monitor and said to Mo Zhen with a smile, "I didn't expect these two girls to be so good. They weren't flustered at all during their first time filming, and their expressions were relaxed and controlled. It seems they have learned something at school."

"They're pretty good. So, those who come from regular schools are all quite skilled. Look at those extras, their movements are much stiffer. Luckily, they're not in the shot, otherwise they would definitely have to do a NG."

Fang Yang glanced at the few extras who were out of the camera's view. "Don't underestimate anyone. Since ancient times, true dragons have emerged from the wilderness. There are many college graduates among the extras. They are just not successful for a while, but after honing their skills as extras for a long time, once they gain power, their rise to prominence is just around the corner."

Filming continued until after 5 p.m., when the crew moved to the streets to film the scene of Ziwei entering the city. Filming didn't end until after 7 p.m.

After a few months of relaxation, the intense filming left everyone on the crew exhausted, and they returned to the hotel in twos and threes, dragging their tired bodies.

After taking a cold shower at the hotel, Fang Yang put on shorts and a t-shirt and slippers and went to the restaurant for dinner.

The Mo brothers were already seated at the table, with two large plates of food and two glasses of red wine in front of them. They were eating and chatting comfortably. When they saw Fang Yang come down, they invited him to bring the plates over and eat with them.

Fang Yang put the dishes down, poured a glass of iced juice, and then returned to the Mo brothers' table. "You two are pretty quick."

"We just arrived too, you must be tired after a long day."

"Nothing else is wrong, it's just too hot, and I feel so stuffy and uncomfortable."

"There's nothing we can do about it. Today we have to dress formally because of the religious ceremony, but tomorrow we can just wear shorts, a short-sleeved shirt, and flip-flops. That should be much better."

Fang Yang ate a few bites of food. "We're doing alright, but those actors are suffering. Wearing props, they'll probably feel uncomfortable. Remember to make some mung bean porridge and send it over tomorrow, otherwise some of them might faint because they're not in good health."

“You’re right. We’ve encountered this before when we were filming. Three people collapsed in one afternoon, and the director was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table and cursed.”

"This is normal. Being exposed to the scorching sun all day can easily lead to heatstroke. We need to pay attention to this, otherwise, if the paparazzi take pictures of us, they'll say whatever they want."

"That's no problem. I'll talk to Lao Luo tomorrow and send some mung bean porridge over in the morning. Anyone who wants some can make it themselves. That should help prevent it."

After chatting for a while and finishing their meal, Fang Yang was about to go upstairs when Zhou Xin walked in, shuffling in her slippers. Seeing Fang Yang, she smiled and said, "You're pretty quick! How about we go for a walk after dinner?"

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