A complete film crew, in addition to the directing team, also needs a production team, a production assistant team, a cinematography team, an art design team, and a sound recording team. In addition to the director with decision-making power, the directing team also needs an executive director and a casting director. Sometimes, the workload of a film crew is so heavy that a single film crew may be divided into several executive directors.
As for the production assistants, photographers, photography assistants, lighting technicians, lighting assistants, prop masters, prop assistants, makeup artists, and makeup teams, there are fifty or sixty staff members just for shooting one scene.
Not to mention the lead actors and their assistants, plus all the extras; once they start moving, the filming set can become complete chaos.
When Xu Milu arrived, they were filming the scene where Xiao Yun dies. The plot was that the female lead met her childhood sweetheart, the top scholar, in the Imperial Garden. The two were catching up when someone shot an arrow at the female lead, but Xiao Yun, the top scholar, blocked it.
Then the male lead appears, carrying the female lead and spinning her around in the air several times. He also catches the assassin, and then a new misunderstanding arises between him and the female lead because of the death of the top scholar.
"...The top scholar is considered an outsider, so how did he manage to bypass so many imperial guards and reach the back garden? Wasn't he beaten to death? And the female lead is a concubine, so didn't she have any maids with her? And this isn't the emperor at all. With his skills, what's the point of having guards? When the real emperor goes out, there are layers upon layers of guards, and people outside can only see the back of his head."
Xu Milu moved a small stool and chatted quietly with the prop master.
Li Shimin can prove this point.
They were sitting a million miles away from the camera and the sound engineer, so they couldn't hear anything. But seeing everyone looking so serious, Xu Milu couldn't help but lower her voice.
Xiao Yun was already lying on the ground, while Xue Feng, who played the male lead, was embracing Meng Qing and confessing his love to her.
"Hey, is it sweet!"
The prop master shrugged: "Isn't that how it is now? As long as it's sweet, who cares if it's industrial saccharin? Everyone is under a lot of pressure in life, and they watch TV just to have fun. They don't want to think about the logical errors in it."
"No wonder even a director like Director Wang, who usually makes serious dramas, has taken on a sweet romance drama. It seems that the entertainment industry is not easy to make a living."
Xu Milu sighed, picked up a prop from beside her feet, bounced it a few times, and then put it down.
Well, this isn't a system fragment either.
"That's right. These days, traffic is king. Whoever has more Weibo followers has the final say. Take the male lead, Xue Feng, for example. He was a nobody at Xinchuang Entertainment Media before. He only took over after Li Lei got into trouble."
The prop master curled his lip: "His acting is just so-so, yet his fans keep praising him as some kind of chosen male lead for idol dramas. Tsk tsk—are you interested in props?"
Xu Milu picked up another porcelain bowl and casually said, "I'm just curious, did you make all these props yourselves or did you order them from outside?"
"Some were made by the crew themselves, and some were bought from Taobao. Our crew had limited funds, so this was really all we could do. I heard that a crew built their own houses and grew their own wheat to make the scenes more realistic. That's really impressive."
The prop master didn't care about Xu Milu, as long as she wasn't damaged.
"Crack!!"
As Director Wang yelled "Cut!", the atmosphere on set instantly became lively.
"Take a break, stagehands, it's time for lunch!"
"Props! Where the hell are you?! Can't you see the female lead's clothes are all smudged black?! The director wanted peach blossom petals, what did you give me?!"
"I'm starving! Time to eat!"
"Finally, it's time to eat! What are we having today?"
"I'll have a boxed lunch again: four-happiness meatballs, stir-fried shredded potatoes, stir-fried cabbage, a chicken leg, and a tomato and egg drop soup."
"It has absolutely no flavor. Does the person who made these food containers have no conscience?!"
...
Xiao Yun, still wearing her makeup and with her clothes stained with blood, ran over to find Xu Milu:
"Junior Aunt, I got you a boxed lunch from our crew. Try it. It's definitely not as good as your cooking, but it's still pretty good. Four dishes and a soup, that's a decent standard."
He wasn't a big shot, so he didn't have someone deliver his food like Xue Feng. He broke his chopsticks and squatted on the ground to eat, not caring about his image at all.
Xu Milu actually admired his dedication. Although he debuted through a talent show, he was hardworking, which explained why Cui Qingli signed him.
"I made cold-served rabbit at the hotel yesterday, would you guys like to try some?"
Xu Milu took out a lunchbox that was placed to the side. After opening it, the rabbit pieces soaked in red oil were sandwiched between chili peppers and red oil. The aroma of roasted sesame seeds and the spiciness of the flaming mandolin filled the air, creating an indescribable thrill.
"This dish is made with Flaming Mandolin Peppers!? I just mentioned it casually..."
Xiao Yun's eyes widened, and she hesitated for a moment, biting her chopsticks, before putting on an expression of heroic sacrifice:
“That junior nun, actually I only sell my art, not my body—but it’s not impossible. I think we can start as friends, otherwise, isn’t it a bit too fast?”
Xu Milu rubbed her forehead.
Young man, you have a lot of acting skills.
"Get lost, get lost, what are you dreaming about? Even if you wanted to hook up with a big shot, you wouldn't get a chance."
Cui Qingli said irritably, "My junior aunt is preparing to participate in the Chef King Competition recently, so it's normal for her to carry ingredients with her. It's not specially made for you. By the way, aren't you on weight management? How can you still eat spicy food?"
Xiao Yun immediately shut up.
He was just being cheeky and making a joke, but somehow he ended up getting himself involved.
"I made a bit too much, and it would be a waste if we couldn't finish it. Anyone who wants some can use a spoon to serve themselves. But please be careful, there may be some side effects from eating this."
Xu Milu placed the large lunchbox on the table. At first, some people hesitated, but they couldn't suppress their curiosity and came over with their lunchboxes. However, they were too embarrassed to ask for more, so they just took a spoonful and left, not forgetting to thank Xu Milu.
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