Chapter 711
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After Song Jin Lin walked far away, Zhang Hua complained helplessly, "We need two extra actors with better skills for today's scene. I found a few for director Song, but he wasn't satisfied with any of them. Say, most of these extra actors are amateurs. Even if they're professionals, there aren't many who are trained. Where am I going to find someone with outstanding martial arts skills for him..."
Ye Wanwan laughed when she heard that. This was really Song Jin Lin's style - filming a TV series like a movie and striving for perfection in every scene.
"Ay, director Ye, I can't talk to you anymore. I'll continue looking for people now! Otherwise, I'm afraid we won't be able to finish filming today... "
"Alright, go do what you need to do!"
Today's filming location was near a dilapidated overpass.
When they reached the filming location, the stage manager was clearing the area, but there seemed to be a situation.
Xiao Chen was arguing with someone on the overpass.
When Ye Wanwan saw who those people were, she was stunned...
They're actually acquaintances?
Uh... I guess they're acquaintances...
On the overpass, a man dressed up like a woman was lying on the ground like he had no bones. There was a stretcher next to him and on the stretcher was a person with a sign next to it: "My husband is terminally ill. Kind soul, please pay for his medical expenses."
Opposite them was the swindling Taoist priest.
The three of them were dressed in rags and looked no different from beggars.
"Sorry, I'm a staff member of the production team. We'll be filming under the overpass later and there can't be anyone nearby, so please excuse us for now!"
"It's almost the end of the month and we need to boost our performance. Time is money ~ Hubby, don't you think so?"
The person on the stretcher didn't move at all, as if he could sleep until the end of time.
Of these two people, one was obviously a man dressed up as a woman and the other was obviously pretending to be ill - yet they're still hoping to get money? Do they think everyone else is blind?
The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth twitched. He thought they were trying to extort money and didn't want to be entangled with these people, so he asked, "How much money do you want before you leave?"
When the bewitching man heard that, his face turned serious. "Miss, please show some respect. We only accept money earned through legitimate labor; don't tarnish our dignity!"
Xiao Chen was speechless. "Are you guys trying to cause trouble?"
"No, no. A gentleman loves money, but he gets it in the right way. Young lady, why don't I tell your fortune?"
The bewitching man immediately climbed up and angrily pointed at the Daoist priest's nose and scolded, "Hey! Stinky Daoist, if you want to have your fortune read, why don't you go somewhere else? Why do you have to steal my business? "
"Damn ladyboy, does this place belong to you?"
"Stop arguing, you two. Are you leaving or not?"
"Little Chen …"
Xiao Chen was in the middle of a furious conversation with the other side. When he saw Ye Wanwan walking over, his cheeks turned red. "Ye-ge, you're here …"
"What's going on?" Ye Wanwan glanced at them.
Xiao Chen said angrily, "We're going to film here today, so I'm clearing the area. But these people just won't listen! Are they sent by the production team next door to cause trouble? "
Ye Wanwan: "..."
You're overthinking it. I'm not here to cause trouble …
He was just a lunatic …
Once the Taoist priest saw Ye Wanwan, his eyes lit up, "Aiya, Famous Ye..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Wanwan shot him an incredibly chilly gaze.
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