Chapter 15: The woman who supports the young director gets so angry that even she...
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That moment.
The girl's dislocated expression is like the intricate commemorative stamps at the scenic spot. Every time it is stamped, a different stamp will appear on the stamp book.
"Are you the director?" Chi Leyou said hesitantly.
How could a rich sister possibly support a young director?
She was so wrong!
"Bang." The girl clenched her fist and gave herself a slap.
Shen Che's expression was hard to describe.
When this woman gets angry, she even beats herself.
The director didn't understand Chinese, he only knew that the girl and Shen Che spoke the same language. The two obviously knew each other, but his sight lacked the frosting-covered lace.
They were not a young couple, he was mistaken.
Chen Che: “Why are you here?”
The timing of her appearance was perfect.
Isn’t that what sasaeng fans are like?
Sang Shi, who was working overtime to edit the film in China, was cursed through the Internet and spread across the country of Maple Leaf.
[Zombie: Lu Ziyu wasn't messed with by paparazzi, he was photographed by a sasaeng fan using a drone! Sasaeng fans can't get their idols, so they destroy them. Sasaeng fans are so scary!]
[Chen Che: The 'he' next to the character for 'person'?]
[Zombie: That illegitimate fan is from Panda Province, a man, a man, a man!]
What about that female illegitimate fan? Shen Che temporarily withdrew from the unfortunate Lu Ziyu's experience and carefully studied the suspect in front of him.
The suspect stared at him, thinking, "You haven't answered my question yet." Glancing around the chaotic set, she thought to herself, "The director has so much to do, it's inevitable he's going to be irritable."
"I've accepted the role of an extra." Chi Leyou pointed to the orange sticker on his left arm, which was the extra's identification given by the contact staff. "Director, what role should I play?"
Chen Che tapped the storyboard in the director's arms with his fingers, turned his head to look at the real director, and asked, "You want her to play Yalan?"
Yalan is the Asian female character in this scene, and she has three lines: "Ah", "It's coming", and "Run".
She had no lines after that because she was choked by the monster and gloriously joined the zombie army after turning into a corpse.
The director's green pupils quickly looked at Chi Leyou. It seemed that she was really Shen Che's girlfriend. It was just that the young couple pretended not to be familiar with each other on the set. He threw the question in Shen Che's face: "Through the backdoor?"
Things like shoving people in have never happened in the two months since the filming started.
This was the first time in history. Since Shen Che helped him a lot after school, he had to give his girlfriend some face.
——"Okay."
——"Don't talk nonsense."
The director's affirmative voice and Shen Che's negative voice overlapped.
Chi Leyou's pupils were like the pendulum of a Western clock, looking back and forth following the two sounds.
Finally, he fixed his gaze on the face of "Director Shen" and waited for him to assign him a task.
Director Shen's question followed Zhong Dang back: "What role are you playing?"
Extra Koike blinked his eyelashes inexplicably and emphasized: "You are the director."
You ask me what I play?
Fine, are you some kind of emperor who is always busy with affairs of state?
The dim light was enough to dim his outline. The emperor, high and mighty, smiled slightly and elbowed the second person who was out of place: "He's the director."
The real director covered his stomach and screamed.
"Director, Yalan is here."
The real protagonist of this scene comes on stage.
The extras rushed forward, and the director, despite his injuries, went on stage to direct the performance.
A big drama is unfolding before my eyes.
The train carriage was split in two, and several hands emerged from the crack.
“Pull——” the command voice sounded.
The crew dragged the carriages to both sides.
Chi Leyou stepped aside. No one asked her to put on special effects makeup. Her jaw dropped to the ground as the extras poured out of the crack.
The actor named Yalan was very agile. After saying "Ah", he continued with the line "It's coming."
"Cut!" the director shouted and walked up to talk to Yalan.
Chi Leyou watched intently, almost holding his breath.
"We haven't officially started filming yet." The man's skeleton was slumped in the folding chair, and he said in a leisurely voice, "You wouldn't be able to act even if I asked you to."
"Oh." She didn't even glance at Chen Che, her vision focused on the fight scene Ya Lan was performing. She was indeed a professional actor, and her fighting scenes were heroic and valiant.
Chen Che glanced at her again. What was wrong with this silly goose? Was she unhappy because he didn't give her a backdoor?
Do you really want to play Yalan?
"Can you do fighting scenes?"
"Won't."
She took a step towards Shen Che.
Chen Che felt that she was stepping on his shadow. His shadow was like the circle that Wukong drew for Tang Seng, encircling her in a protective posture.
“Haven’t you seen the trailer for ‘The Last Antibody’?”
"No." Chi Leyou shook his head blankly.
Yes, she is a little girl after all, and she is naturally afraid of ghosts.
At the shooting scene, the lights were like ghost lights, and the broken real-life subway looked like a gecko with a broken tail.
The actors and extras were just acting together and hadn't finished their special effects makeup yet.
Just this made her so scared.
Shen Che temporarily put aside the suspicion of sasaeng fans, and some foreign compatriots surged out of his friendship, trying to soften his tone: "Zombie drama, this is the first season, it will be broadcast on pay TV at the end of the year."
Chi Leyou nodded, pushed her slightly longer bangs to the sides, revealing her forehead. "How do I put on makeup?"
She unguardedly put her whole face in front of Chen Che, covering one eye with her hand, "Turn into a one-eyed dragon?"
An overly tender face, with a soft and elastic touch, just like a freshly made egg.
"Do you still want to turn into one ear?" The girl covered one ear again.
"Aren't you afraid?" He retracted his gaze and leaned back.
"Afraid?" Chi Leyou looked as if she had heard a huge joke, her eyes following his, "Does your crew owe you wages?"
"Won't."
"Then I'm not afraid."
Okay, is he possessed by the old woman? Who is he worried about? This money-minded woman?
"Are you also an extra?" Chi Leyou had already relaxed and squatted next to Shen Che.
"No." Shen Che wanted to explain that he was a "free man" captured by the professor, and he would go wherever he was needed.
"Actually, there's nothing to be ashamed of." The girl, who was shorter than him, tapped the armrest of the folding chair. "This isn't China. Not many people know you. We can put aside the shame of working as a migrant worker."
Working for a rich sister is indeed glamorous.
Custom-made clothing and limited edition watches.
The second-hand cufflinks that his rich sister gave him were lost. He called the workers to clean the swimming pool and they went through a lot of trouble to find the small cufflinks.
And at this moment.
He took off his glamorous look, put on a sweatshirt and sweatpants, and wrapped himself in a black down jacket with a very small logo. This is how all local college students dress themselves.
It can be seen that he is short of money, just like those college students.
Then the clothes and watches given by the rich sister cannot be exchanged for cash, as exchanging them for cash would be considered unfaithful to the sponsor.
He works hard during the day, thinking that he must have an old mother paralyzed in bed in his country.
If you are even more unlucky, you may end up with a father in jail.
Maybe there is a senior high school student waiting for him to send her tuition and living expenses.
He was already in this state, but she still urged him to go to the extremely expensive Heytea and buy another cup to exchange for a badge?
Damn her!
Chen Che raised his eyebrows slightly. Was she sharing her "Secrets of Working"?
"I don't have a job." He tried to explain.
"No, no, no, you don't need to explain." Chi Leyou had an expression that said he understood everything. He took out a custard bun and a grilled sausage from his bag and handed them to Chen Che. "Eat them."
He didn't answer.
"Little pig buns I bought from T&T." She carefully observed Chen Che's expression, worried that he was being pampered by his rich sister's Michelin-starred chef, and added, "It's not starch sausage, it's sausage I made myself."
"Extras, go over there and put on makeup!" someone shouted in English.
Chi Leyou pushed the custard buns and grilled sausages to Chen Che's knees: "Hey, it's my turn!"
——"Come over and put on makeup after you finish eating."
I really treated him as an extra.
It fits her personality.
Otherwise, why would he be asked to play the turkey?
Are you really not a stalker fan?
With doubts, Shen Che shook open the food bag and took a bite of the sausage.
It's cool.
He took another bite and it wasn't bad.
It’s a bit of a pity that the crew didn’t have a microwave.
"Che, what are you eating? Share a bite with me." A classmate suddenly appeared from behind and pretended to bite a sausage, but was snatched back by Chen Che in one bite.
The black student's white eyes trembled: "So protective of food?"
Being secretly called a dog, Chen Che fought back: "Get out of the way! Stop cosplaying the Man in Black from Conan. It's scary."
"You! Racial discrimination!" The black student's eyes turned into radars, searching for the professor's figure. The vengeful voice broke through his throat, "Professor, Chen Che also wants to wear makeup!"
The professor was delighted: "Great, bring him over!"
“…”
A makeshift dressing room.
A row of zombies stood in neat rows.
Several makeup artists transformed themselves into octopuses, smearing yellow and white paste on black people's bodies and blood plasma on white people's faces.
Chi Leyou sat among a group of tall foreigners, his body sunken like a basin.
Then look up at yourself in the mirror.
His face was covered with scars, and his jaw joints were hanging from his neck like growths. Her soul was shaken.
The first time he looked directly at his zombie form, fear swept through his chest, gushing out like magma.
Think about wages.
She pushed her fear back into her chest.
The zombies were standing in the subway car like strange creatures.
The black guy next to me had an iron rod stuck in his chest. He held the iron rod and screamed.
The bloody man in front of him was the white guy I had just chatted with. He claimed that he was afraid of blood, but at this moment, he did not faint. Instead, he scraped the dried blood with his fingernails and put it to the tip of his nose to smell it.
Just to gain some life experience, Chi Leyou protected her fake chin.
The light snapped.
All around was quiet, with only bizarre shadows remaining before my eyes.
But listen to the director's command "Action" to activate the weirdness lurking in the dark.
Rustle, crackle.
Messy footsteps and intermittent breathing were carried into the carriage by the non-existent wind.
A shrill cry pierced the tunnel.
“Here it comes!”
Chi Leyou's hair stood on end.
She regretted it. Just now, when Chen Che asked her if she was afraid, why was she so stubborn? She was obviously very scared!
She followed the other zombies and chased Yalan.
Someone's shoe fell off - not on purpose, but just acting out of character.
She was small and poured out of the car and onto the tracks.
The camera retreated at the speed of light on the slide. She stared at the red dot, reminding herself not to be afraid and to empty her mind and body.
She didn't know when a "colleague" appeared beside her, and the man limped after her.
The girl who played Ya Lan screamed again at a high pitch, and Chi Leyou noticed that the pace of her lame colleague was gradually slowing down.
A long, endless subway tunnel.
The light was sucked away by fear, and the red dot of the camera gradually disappeared.
It’s an indescribable feeling, like stepping into a bizarre and strange dimension.
A large number of black shadows suddenly emerged from the longitudinal evacuation platform.
This scene was not included in the previous dialogue and was not in the script.
Chi Leyou's heart stopped beating, and thinking about the high daily wages of extras, she gritted her teeth and rushed forward.
Isn’t it just adding drama?
Isn't it just an improvisation?
Doesn’t the director want to film the reactions of the zombies who haven’t been completely infected and still retain a last bit of consciousness?
Chi Leyou quickened his pace and rushed forward like a bullet.
Ah—it’s Yalan’s cry.
The screams that were not in the script were the actors' real reactions.
“Help!!!” More new lines popped up, “Ahhh, go away! Help!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!”
As the song ended, Chi Leyou suddenly felt his right shoulder sink.
Something pressed down on her shoulders.
Her heart was in her throat.
Turn your head slowly——
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