Director Ding first showed Ye Qing the animation script he had designed.
In the animation script, there was a huge shadow of the Banshee aircraft, quickly skimming over the grassland. There was also a scene of the Banshee aircraft leaping up, breaking through the clouds, and flying under the shining sun.
In addition, since this was a promotional advertisement for an airline, the customer first, and the core point of convenience and speed had to be fully reflected.
"With a transport plane, it should be very easy for us to shoot the Banshee aircraft."
"It's just that the actors might suffer a little."
Director Ding introduced the script and chatted. "The temperature in Border Mongolia is now more than minus 20 degrees at night."
"It's okay."
"We also have an airport in Border Mongolia. Don't worry about living supplies." Ye Qing was just about to wave his hand and say that as long as the problem could be solved with money, it was not a problem. However, halfway through raising his hand, he suddenly thought of something.
Ye Qing said in surprise, "Director Ding, you said that it's more than minus 20 degrees at night there?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Damn, what grassland is there if it's more than minus 20 degrees? Shouldn't it have withered away?"
"That's simple. The post-production technology will do."
"Even in summer, we won't shoot directly in the grassland. I've been to the grassland in Border Mongolia. In summer, except for a few tourist attractions, the other places are eaten by cattle and sheep. " Director Ding chuckled. "Outside Mongolia, there are not only grasslands, but also the vast Tenlige Desert and the Erguna Birch Forest."
Ye Qing didn't know much about film and television technology. Back then, Ye Qing had also suggested to shoot in Zhangjiajie and shoot the strange peaks and steep mountains of Hua Xia.
But Director Ding's speech, such a promotional video would be used by people to compare with Avatar. In addition, from the perspective of the camera, the strange peaks and steep mountains would easily make the audience nervous and depressed. It was inconsistent with the theme of the airline, service of passengers, and comfortable travel.
Of course, Ye Qing wouldn't admit that he felt that the scene was super cool after watching Avatar.
…
Two flowers bloomed, each showing a branch.
Ye Qing was chatting seriously with Director Ding, and the cast team was not idle.
There were several representatives from Monster Industries in the banquet hall, as well as the entire crew. According to the rules, these small actors and actresses had to toast each and every one of them, especially the cameraman and the publicity department of Monster Industries.
Don't think that just because it's a 45-second commercial, you can't take it lightly.
When shooting an advertisement, they had to find out who the investor behind the advertisement was.
For companies like Dior, Hermès, and Louis Vuitton, even if it was just a small poster, they were not qualified to be selected just because they were famous.
In terms of influence, Monster Industries was ten streets ahead of these brands in Hua Xia. After this 45-second commercial was successfully shot, it would be repeatedly played in countless corners of Hua Xia. In terms of influence, it was definitely stronger than a blockbuster movie.
Therefore, the dozen or so small actors didn't even bother to eat the dishes. Instead, they toasted the few main members of the cast.
The Master Craftsman who served as the industrial technical director was naturally on the list of toasts.
Sitting here, the Master Craftsman was like a hedgehog sitting in a group of rabbits. He was as eccentric as he could be. Everyone else was dressed in a suit or business style. At the very least, they had to learn from Director Ding and the cameraman, dressing up with the style of an artist.
The Master Craftsman, on the other hand, was wearing a uniform.
Everyone else was elegantly raising their wine glasses, or using knives and forks, or chopsticks to taste the beauty in front of them. The Master Craftsman bent over and sat there slovenly. He directly picked up the steak on the plate with his hand and tore off a large piece in one bite.
Fortunately, this banquet wasn't the kind of banquet where a large room was reserved, a few tables, and seven large plates and eight large bowls. Instead, it was the kind of Western-style banquet where everyone had a portion of each dish and could finish it in a few bites. Otherwise, no one could guarantee that the Master Craftsman wouldn't directly put his hand into the vegetable soup.
It wasn't that there wasn't a waiter who tactfully reminded the little old man to use a knife and fork to eat steak.
As a result, the Master Craftsman directly glared at him and replied, "I like to use my hands when eating meat."
Okay ~
Talented people often had quirks that were different from ordinary people.
Since this little old man was personally brought by Mr. Ye, his talent was of course top-notch. Or perhaps, when he arrived at Bian Meng, this little old man would like to move there. He would easily barbecue whole sheep and cows on a pile and eat to his heart's content.
No matter how much he didn't like it, he had to endure it and obediently go up to toast.
Shen Can was the first to step forward and say, "Master Craftsman, I'd like to propose a toast to you. In the days to come, I'll have to rely on you to take care of me."
She was drinking red wine, which was also the main drink of this banquet.
As a result, the Master Craftsman she spoke of didn't even turn his head and directly drank the half full scarlet wine in the glass. He even made a "tsk tsk" sound as he smacked his lips.
The waiter on the side hurriedly stepped forward to cover the wine bottle with a white towel and refill the empty wine glass next to the little old man.
"Uh …" Shen Can was dumbfounded. What else could she do? She gritted her teeth and drank it all.
The second person to step forward, Zhao Xueru, also received the same treatment and heard the same "tsk tsk" sound.
Seeing this, Wen Miaotong, who had a mission in her heart, suddenly had the urge to desert. The description of his heart in the information didn't mention this.
Was this just because his family was poor when he was young?
This was directly because he didn't have a home …
She wanted to smash someone with the wine bottle in her heart, but she still had to force a shy and nervous smile on her face.
Wen Miaotong was last in line, so that she could have a reason to say a few more words.
"Old … Master, I'd like to propose a toast to you."
The Master Craftsman drank it all in one gulp as usual. This bit of alcohol was nothing to his racial attributes. When a female politely came up to him to propose a toast, he treated it as drinking some sour and bitter water.
After drinking, the Master Craftsman ignored Wen Miaotong and called the waiter over, "Give me another portion of this beef."
"Sir, how ripe would you like it?"
"The kind with blood vessels."
The waiter sighed and retreated. With the Master Craftsman's extraordinary style, it was naturally impossible for a guest to sit next to him, so Wen Miaotong sat down.
Wen Miaotong was last in line, not only because she wanted to come last to toast, but also because her fellow actors were faintly pushing her out.
Because Wen Miaotong was wearing a very conservative old black dress, there was neither a popular lace skirt, nor a pattern embellishment. Her hair was not done, and her makeup was very simple.
Beautiful women need to dress up, otherwise they will lose points.
Wen Miaotong's image, when placed in the group of young actors, naturally looked very rustic.
This was actually a kind of dressing up, carefully dressing herself up a bit rustic.
Because in the previous description of this Master Craftsman's heart, experts speculated that his childhood was likely very poor, very ordinary and dull, and was often teased by his companions.
Therefore, Wen Miaotong's dress, coupled with some deliberate actions that did not fit in with the group, was likely to cause this Master Craftsman's sympathy.
Now Wen Miaotong felt that all this careful preparation was for a blind person to see.
Fortunately, Wen Miaotong still had a lot of plans.
For example, when the waiter came up with a medium-rare steak, Wen Miaotong took the initiative to take the plate.
"Master, let me help you cut the beef."
"I actually don't know how to cut it. When I was in school, when I had the chance to eat steak, it was my father who helped me cut it. It's a pity that he has left me now, and your back reminds me of him. " Wen Miaotong took the plate, picked up the knife and fork, and somewhat awkwardly cut the steak. All these actions were just right, making people feel very natural.
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