Reality always had some surprising similarities. The crew of "Princess Huanzhu" saved the last scenes of Zhu Di together, waiting for Boss Jia to make a cameo appearance.
As for the crew of 'Titanic', they had left the unfilmed scenes of the Huaxia people to the end, waiting for Boss Jia to film them personally.
"Mr. Jia, you don't have to be too nervous, just act as you usually do!" Before the shooting started, James Cameron said to Boss Jia with a pleasant attitude.
This made the other members of the crew, who had worked with Director Cameron for more than a year, feel a burst of disbelief. When did the director become so pleasant? Moreover, it was to a Hua Xia character.
Sigh, if these people knew that more than 70% of the movie's funding was provided by Boss Jia, they would understand why James Cameron was so pleasant.
"Then what if I mess up?" Boss Jia asked with a smile.
"Don't worry, we have other professional actors to help you. Even if you really don't act well, you can still adjust it through editing or some other post-production methods, so Mr. Jia, you don't have to worry, just treat it as a game!" What James Cameron meant was that if Boss Jia really didn't act well, then they could directly delete the scene, delete the facial close-ups, or simply adjust it in post-production. In short, Boss Jia's performance wasn't important, it was just to satisfy our big investor.
"Then, I'm relieved!" Boss Jia chuckled. Then, he saw his other professional teammates.
Because there were eight Hua Xia characters in history, James Cameron also found seven Hua Xia actors for Boss Jia. These actors should be actors who had been in Hollywood for a long time, so their acting skills shouldn't be too big of a problem.
"Good morning everyone!" Boss Jia didn't have the slightest arrogance, and warmly greeted his seven teammates.
"…" In the end, no one responded to Boss Jia, they all looked at Boss Jia as if they were looking at an idiot, which made Boss Jia feel very embarrassed.
"Are you guys picking on me?" Boss Jia frowned and asked. He was already a little angry. If his teammates were like this, how could they cooperate well with each other?
"Mr. Jia, the situation is like this!" At this critical moment, a stage manager of the crew hurried over, and then said in not very fluent Chinese, "Mr. Jia … these seven … actors, although they all have Asian faces, but they … are all American actors, grew up … in … in the United States, so their Chinese isn't very … good, I don't understand what you mean!"
"What! You let a group of people who don't understand Chinese act as Hua Xia laborers?! "Boss Jia was stunned on the spot.
"Mr. Jia … don't be angry … as long as they all have Hua Xia faces … faces … it's fine, isn't it?" The stage manager hurriedly said.
"Enough!" Boss Jia was too lazy to listen to the stage manager's poor Chinese, and directly said in fluent English, "Let me try!"
Boss Jia suppressed the displeasure in his heart, and then joined the seven people. The seven people were obviously very unhappy with Boss Jia, who spoke Chinese, and their tears were full of disdain.
"Everyone, we'll shoot the first scene, which is the scene where you all work in the boiler room. Please get ready, we'll put on makeup first!" The assistant director on the scene said, and then the makeup artist and costume designer began to put on makeup for everyone.
In fact, Boss Jia and the other seven people's costumes were relatively simple, because they were all boiler workers, and in the high temperature of the boiler room, wearing clothes was a suicidal act. The actors tied a circle of rags around their waists, and then directly exposed their muscles to work.
However, in order to make these white and tender actors look like boiler workers in the boiler room, the makeup artist also had to make their skin bronzed.
On this point, the United States crew had to be praised. They were indeed very realistic in terms of details. Not only did they turn Boss Jia's white and tender skin into bronzed workers' skin, but they also deliberately drew many burn scars on the body to show the special condition of working in the boiler room.
There was no problem with all this, but the problem arose when the crew took a string of braids and was about to connect Boss Jia's hair, Boss Jia exploded on the spot.
"What disgusting thing is this? I will never wear this kind of thing!" Boss Jia grabbed the braids and directly threw them more than ten meters away.
"This …" The whole crew was shocked by Boss Jia's behavior. They stared blankly at Boss Jia, and completely did not know how to react.
Boss Jia dared to directly throw the makeup artist's prop, he was definitely the first actor in history to do so.
"What are you doing? Don't you have any professionalism? How can you throw away such an important prop! " Before the crew and the makeup artist could say anything, one person could not help but directly scold Boss Jia in fluent English.
This person was one of Boss Jia's Hua Xia compatriots … Oh, to be precise, he was one of the actors from the United States who played Hua Xia.
"This is not an important prop, this is a wrong prop. This is a prop that should not have appeared at all! We Hua Xia people should not wear this stupid money rat tail braid. "Boss Jia coldly snorted.
"Bullsh * t, do you know anything about Hua Xia people? Hua Xia people wear this stupid braid all their lives and live the rest of their lives. Although I also think this braid is stupid, I can't help it. After all, I am playing a Hua Xia! " This person touched the back of his head where the money rat tail braid had just been glued on by the makeup artist, and said very professionally.
"Yes, my grandfather told me that Hua Xia people in that era all had such a stupid braid on their back. This is the sad history of Hua Xia people. There is no mistake in the prop!" Another actor from the United States stood up and said in fluent English.
Soon, the other actors stood up and began to support Boss Jia. They all began to criticize Boss Jia's unprofessional behavior of throwing away the prop. In the end, they all suddenly said that Boss Jia did not deserve to be an actor at all. They wanted Boss Jia to get out of the crew because he was not qualified to be an actor.
When these actors from the United States criticized Boss Jia, it could be said that they took the moral high ground. They were condescending and arrogant, as if they were enforcing justice on behalf of God and attacking unqualified actors.
"Did your elders really teach you history?" After being criticized by these people one after another, Boss Jia snorted coldly and said, "Do any of you know about the 1911 Revolution?"
"The 1911 Revolution?" The other seven people were stunned for a moment. They seemed to have never heard of this term.
"No wonder!" Boss Jia said coldly, "The 1911 Revolution was a revolution that happened in Hua Xia in 1911. After the 1911 Revolution, the rule of the Manchurian Qing Dynasty came to an end. All Hua Xia people cut off this stupid braid on the back of their heads."
"So after 1911, Hua Xia people no longer had that stupid braid on the back of their heads. The sinking of the Titanic happened in 1912, so Hua Xia people in this era did not have this stupid braid on the back of their heads!"
"…" These seven actors obviously did not learn history, at least not the history of Hua Xia, so they were confused by Boss Jia's words and did not know how to defend themselves.
"I have a question that I'm very curious about!" Looking at the seven people in front of him, Boss Jia suddenly asked curiously, "Are the seven of you really United States people of Hua Xia descent?"
"I'm not a stupid Hua Xia descendant, I'm a descendant of Fusang!" One of them immediately said, as if the identity of being a descendant of Fusang was very noble.
"I'm also a descendant of Fusang!"
"Me too!" In the end, among the seven people, three of them were actually United States people of Fusang descent.
"I'm also not a stupid Hua Xia descendant, I'm a descendant of Korea!"
"That's right, I'm also a descendant of Korea!" The other two people, whose eyes had narrowed into slits, also said.
"I'm a descendant of Thailand!" Well, the sixth person was also not a descendant of Hua Xia. In the end, Boss Jia could only look at the seventh person. This guy was also the one who said that his grandfather had told him about the money and the rat tail braid. This guy was also a Hua Xia descendant. This guy should be a genuine descendant of Hua Xia!
Just as Boss Jia was guessing in his heart, the seventh guy said with a disgusted face, "I'm not a Hua Xia descendant, I'm a Wanwan!"
Very good, out of the seven people, six of them were not Hua Xia, and one of them was actually not a Hua Xia descendant. At most, he was a Hua Xia dog.
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