"That's right. With only one car and one person, and the store is closed, what can they use to fight us? Good idea, good idea." Chang Sihu had been worrying for several days and finally got a solution.
"Then I'll go and follow up on what you asked me to do." Chang Sihu couldn't wait any longer and rushed back to the store. After all, wasting one more day would be a huge loss.
"I didn't realize you were good at business." Zhao Yazhi had bright eyes and looked like a dignified lady standing next to Wu Changyun.
"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back early too."
Wu Changyun took Zhao Yazhi away, and her life has been a bit off track these past two days. The arrested Yi Zhangyu was on the news, and it was said that he was sentenced to a heavy sentence and may not be able to get out for the rest of his life.
The Royal Police seized many third-level videotapes in the underground workshop opened by Yi Zhangyu and rescued more than a dozen missing girls. It is said that some of them had mental breakdowns or could not bear the physical pain during the filming process and were directly thrown into the sea by Yi Zhangyu.
Wu Changyun continued to recuperate at home for a while. Thinking that the filming of "The Sixth Sense" was almost finished, he got up and went to the set to check the progress.
The set was pretty much what Wu Changyun had imagined. They had previously agreed to shoot a Hong Kong-style film.
All the ghost scenes give people a sense of cool colors and heavy makeup, coupled with goosebump-inducing music, there is no doubt that they are scary.
Wu Changyun admires Zhou Xujiang from the bottom of his heart for being able to create such a terrifying atmosphere using limited resources.
Wu Yaohan’s acting is great, especially his rivalry with Liang Chaowei. Although I have only seen Wu Yaohan’s comedies before, he is really a very dedicated actor.
"Chang Yun, what do you think of my performance just now?" Wu Yaohan is older than Wu Changyun, and he addresses him more casually on the set.
"very good."
After seeing this many times, Wu Changyun no longer laughed at Wu Yaohan's appearance and tone, and answered calmly.
"I think that when the male protagonist's ring passed through his finger and he realized that he was a ghost, he must have felt rational in addition to sadness, which might make him choose to leave home and let his wife start a new life." Wu Yaohan said as he imagined.
"Well, you can take a picture and give it a try."
"Okay, I will do my best." Wu Yaohan showed a childlike smile.
Wu Changyun knew that the director would generally not stop the actor's self-performance like this unless there was a flaw at first glance, and sometimes it would even become a classic shot.
The most common example of this is the rivalry between Stephen Chow and Uncle Tat, and there are occasionally cases where the script is weak, including the scene in "God of Gamblers" where he would have a seizure when being called "Third Uncle", and Uncle Tat's spontaneous dialogue in "King of Destruction".
"I've noticed that Liang Chaowei has been really dedicated to filming lately."
"Of course. It was someone's bad idea." Yuan Aijia took out a peeled chestnut from the handful of chestnuts in her hand and handed it to Wu Changyun.
Wu Changyun looked down at her slender fingers and long nails and asked, "What do you mean by 'thanks to someone'?"
"Your advice is terrible. Liang Chaowei's father is spending three or four hundred yuan gambling every day, and his mother is also considering moving to a new house."
"Three or four hundred yuan, that's too much."
Even a full-time housewife from a well-off family would not spend more than three or four hundred yuan a week on playing cards.
The area around where the two of them were sitting was filled with drinks and snacks. This was all thanks to Yuan Aijia, the logistics manager, but most of them were consumed by her.
"This play will be finished in a while. How are you going to squander my money?"
"I haven't thought about it."
Wu Changyun said this, but in reality, Yuan Ajia's compensation had no real effect on him. The fame of this play was more important than money.
"Let me take you out to play." Yuan Aijia said with his eyes lighting up.
"If you invite me alone, I will go."
"Huh? You're dreaming. I won't do anything that would leave me with nothing."
Yuan Aijia quickly swallowed the chestnuts in her mouth, and looking at Zhou Xujiang who was coming over with sweat all over his forehead, she also sat up straight.
"Oh, how fresh! Screenwriter Wu is here today. I haven't seen him for a long time." Hu Yinmeng looks quite lively off the stage, which is in stark contrast to her melancholy appearance in the play.
"Yeah, not often."
Wu Changyun was a little polite, but it was not that he was really polite. Instead, looking at Hu Yinmeng, Wu Changyun had a strange idea. According to the card collecting games in the 21st century, in terms of fame in the mid-1970s, Hu Yinmeng should be considered an SSR card.
If I gather all the beautiful actresses from the 70s and 80s, will I unlock any achievements?
"Okay, everyone, you've all worked hard. Let's call it a day." Zhou Xujiang said to everyone. When the staff and extras heard this, they felt relaxed instantly, just like hearing the bell at school.
After the filming is completed, there is still publicity and promotion work to be done. The actors may be required to appear at some events for publicity. Although this is not the job of the screenwriter, considering Yuan Aijia's principles of work, Wu Changyun always has a bad feeling.
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