"What's the point of adding this plot?"
At the last script reading session before the filming of "Operation Red Owl" started, Chu Yinlong frowned and looked at the screenwriter with a hint of displeasure in his tone.
"They are villains, and the identity of lover is just to match Jiang Dao's temperament, and the audience does not need to have any emotional substitution."
The screenwriter shook his head in disapproval: "Look, if we add an intimate shot here, then later on, Jess is left alone to stop Wei Jie. It's obvious that he's abandoned. This indirectly shows how cold-blooded and cruel He Zhenhai is..."
Chu Yinlong said with a straight face: "It's impossible to pass the review."
The screenwriter, however, is well aware of skirting the line: "It's not like they really kissed each other... Besides, just shoot it first, and if you can't get over it, you can cut it out later. You've shot so many movies, you should be used to such things as wasted films."
Chu Yinlong's tone gradually turned cold: "We had to discard the film, but this shot is really redundant."
The screenwriter was immediately unhappy: "How is it redundant? Xu Zhou would have been punished for barging in without knocking, so adding a moment of intimacy here is not abrupt at all... Teacher Yao, what do you think?"
As if she had not expected to be suddenly pulled in as a foreign aid, Yao Yuhua coughed lightly and said, "I have no objection."
The screenwriter looked at Jiang Dao again.
Jiang Dao lazily leaned on the table, propped up his chin with one hand, and said nonchalantly: "I can do anything."
"There's nothing wrong with the actors. I think we can shoot it." The screenwriter said, and took a half step back. "It's just a short shot anyway. Otherwise, we can shoot two versions and see which one works better when we edit."
Chu Yinlong lowered his eyes and looked at the two new lines of words on the script. He was silent for a long time, but ultimately he did not give in. He picked up the script and tapped the spine of the script on the table, solemnly emphasizing: "I am the director, I have the final say."
The screenwriter rolled his eyes to the ceiling, slumped back in his chair, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and stopped talking.
After the script reading session, Jiang Dao went to the bathroom.
When he came out, he saw Chu Yinlong leaning against the sink, pinching his brows, looking exhausted.
Hearing the footsteps, Chu Yinlong opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Dao in the mirror.
Jiang Dao turned on the faucet and said with a smile: "We have held so many reading meetings, and today I realized that you are really fierce when you are working."
Chu Yinlong sighed softly: "When we get to the set, I'll be even more fierce...Are you scared?"
Jiang Dao made up a story: "I am afraid. Your face was so dark just now. It seemed like you were going to flip the table and beat someone up next."
Chu Yinlong let out a light snort from his nose.
Jiang Dao washed his hands and shook them twice without wiping them. He was about to leave when he suddenly heard Chu Yinlong's voice: "You don't mind filming intimate scenes?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Dao turned around and looked at Chu Yinlong.
Chu Yinlong's face showed no clues, and his tone was calm: "You have also read the script. They want to give you... the scene for Jess and He Zhenhai. Can you accept it?"
Thinking of the argument that took place during the reading just now, Jiang Dao raised his eyebrows.
"That scene is actually nothing, I was just pressed on the sofa." He said seriously, "I said that even if it was a contracted filming, I would seriously perform my duties as an actor, so you don't have to worry that I won't accept this kind of scene. Not to mention just being pressed, even if it was a kissing scene or a bed scene I would..."
"Ahem!" Chu Yinlong interrupted Jiang Dao.
Seeing his reaction, Jiang Dao immediately confirmed his guess.
He raised a wicked smile, moved closer to Chu Yinlong, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Ah, I thought you really thought that the plot was unnecessary, but you didn't want me to shoot this kind of scene?"
After he finished speaking, he raised his head slightly and blinked at Chu Yinlong: "Why?"
In the dim light, there was a gleam of mischief in the boy's eyes, which made people feel... nervous.
Chu Yinlong took a half step back in panic, then immediately steadied himself, without showing any trace of emotion on his face.
"Not really." He said calmly, "You'll have plenty of opportunities to film this kind of scene in the future, so there's no need for me to stop you. It's just that, in this film, that scene is really superfluous."
Hearing this, Jiang Dao was surprised: "Do I have the chance to film this kind of plot?"
Chu Yinlong's tone was still indifferent: "Yeah. So, don't make random guesses."
Jiang Dao was just teasing at first, and didn't really think that Chu Yinlong was helping him block anything. Hearing Chu Yinlong's serious tone, he felt embarrassed to continue playing. He smiled and turned to leave the bathroom.
Walking back to the door of the conference room, Jiang Dao was about to push it open when he suddenly heard the screenwriter's voice coming from inside the room.
"How many movies has he made? He claims to have debuted for 20 years, but does that count as a childhood? He has only been a regular graduate for less than 10 years, and he has the halo of being the 'only kung fu star of the young generation', so he wants to be able to write, direct and produce like the old seniors... He may not have the ability to do that."
The dissatisfaction in his tone was undisguised, and it was obvious that the screenwriter was still very dissatisfied with the dispute at the previous reading meeting.
At this time, the lead artist spoke up, "Forget it. After all, it's produced by his studio, and he's a pretty good all-rounder among the young people. Even though he's a little anxious, he's also daring to try and pursue his goals! A small problem with a shot is not worth arguing about. Commercial films don't aim to win awards, so there's no need to nitpick over details."
The screenwriter snorted, "Why would I be so hard on young people? I finally gave in to him. I can understand that he didn't want the villain to arouse the audience's empathy, otherwise the protagonist wouldn't stand out enough... Well, kids nowadays love to watch this kind of black-and-white drama, so he's right."
Jiang Dao placed his fingers lightly on the door handle, lowered his eyes and listened silently to the conversation between the two.
The lead artist smiled and said, "Fortunately, the script and storyboards have been finalized, so you don't have to stay on the set every day."
Hearing this, the screenwriter's tone became strange: "I heard that he is more impressive on the set?"
The lead actress sighed, "Maybe he learned it from Director Mu, thinking that a director cannot direct a film if he doesn't scold people. You haven't seen it. He not only scolds the newcomers, but sometimes he even doesn't give face to the veteran actors."
The screenwriter sighed: "After all, he is the chief director and chief producer, and the investor is his relative..."
"Ejima!"
Jingyu's voice suddenly came from the corner of the corridor, followed by the sound of footsteps.
"I thought you had left! Hey, how about going to dinner together?"
There was no more sound coming from the conference room.
Jiang Dao pushed the door open naturally, turned his head and said to Jing Yu with a smile: "I was about to leave, but suddenly I remembered that I left something... Ah, Teacher Wang! Teacher Wu! You haven't left yet?"
Seeing that Jiang Dao's face was full of surprise and didn't seem to be fake, the screenwriter and the main artist breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he probably didn't hear anything.
The lead artist smiled kindly, "It will start filming next week. We need to fine-tune the script and revise the storyboards... You guys should go eat first. Have a good rest these two days and adjust your condition. It will be very hard after the filming starts, so don't cry when the time comes."
Jingyu was a little nervous after hearing this. She raised her hand and scratched her hair, nodded in panic, then grabbed Jiangdao's wrist and pulled him out the door.
Jiang Dao leaned over to pick up the script that he had dropped on the conference table, and was dragged out by Jing Yu's force, not forgetting to close the door.
Speculating that the two had walked away, the screenwriter frowned again: "What is the relationship between Jiang Dao and Xiao Chu? When Xiao Chu asked him to play Jess, I felt something was wrong. He was too pretty and his temperament was totally unsuitable. Even if it was because he could fight... there was no need to make such a big change to the character just for Jiang Dao, right?"
The main actress shook her head helplessly: "It's normal for young people to be careless when doing things. Maybe she wanted to praise him, but she was a little impatient."
After that, the two of them immersed themselves in the final fine-tuning of the script and storyboard without saying anything else.
…
Two days later, on Monday, the filming of "Operation Red Owl" officially started.
Due to the particularity of action movies, the shots scheduled for the front are all "literary scenes" that can be shot in the studio. After all the literary scenes are shot, the filming of the martial arts scenes in the studio will begin, followed by the outdoor scenes with more stringent weather requirements. The most dangerous fighting and car racing scenes are arranged to be filmed last to prevent actors from getting injured and affecting the shooting progress.
Jiang Dao was wearing a loose sleeveless vest and leaning bonelessly on Yao Yuhua's shoulder, watching the men in front of him acting.
"Stop." Chu Yinlong suddenly raised his hand to interrupt the performance. "Jingyu, what's wrong with you? Xu Zhou is a policeman, but he is now undercover in a criminal organization. How did you analyze the role? Didn't you understand it during the reading? Or did you give back everything you learned in school?"
"Yes, I'm sorry!" Jing Yu apologized quickly, "I'll try again!"
"Try? This isn't a place for you to audition." Chu Yinlong said mercilessly, "Go and watch how others act. When you have learned it, you can start filming your part... Jiang Dao!"
When his name was suddenly called, Jiang Dao stood up straight.
As expected, Chu Yinlong didn't give him face: "Are you watching a show? Is it good? I'll move a sofa over for you?"
Jiangdao: ...
Chu Yinlong had a stern face and a cold tone: "Once you enter this venue, you are Jess, a member of a criminal organization, and He Zhenhai's lover, not you Jiang Dao! Control your expression and body language. Don't think that you can be lazy just because the camera can't capture your face. Think carefully about what you should do!"
Jiang Dao nodded obediently: "I was wrong."
After going around and scolding several people, including two actors and a lighting technician, Chu Yinlong gestured to the assistant director: "Skip Xu Zhou's scene and shoot the latter first."
The assistant director seemed to have long been accustomed to Chu Yinlong's rhythm, and immediately organized the lighting, props, cameraman and others to get busy.
That day, the filming lasted until late at night, and was hastily concluded after Jingyu was scolded and cried by Chu Yinlong. The moment Chu Yinlong left the studio, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Dao grabbed a pack of tissues from the table and handed them to Jing Yu who was sobbing in the corner: "You..."
“I know it’s my own fault!” Jing Yu wiped his face. “I… I just… I’ve tried very hard! I’ve been trying to get into the role, but I, I’ve really never been a policeman, nor have I been a criminal. I’ve never killed anyone. I’ve never even killed a chicken…”
Seeing Jingyu crying like this and even talking nonsense, Jiangdao laughed unkindly.
Jing Yu raised his head and glared at him: "You're still laughing! You've been scolded a lot, and you still laugh!"
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