Director Chen Kexin watched them get into the car. Qin Guan and Wu Junru got into the car and started shooting the first scene.
"Attention! Three, two, one, action!"
The driver started the car slowly. The camera zoomed in on Qin Guan's face, who was sitting in the back seat.
A pair of large sunglasses blocked his eyes. Only his sexy chin and straight nose could be seen.
The character he was playing was a little tired from the long journey. He quietly followed the car and leaned against the transparent window. He listened to his agent's long-winded chatter and seized the time to take a nap.
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia Wanyi was a little excited and moved. She repeated Wu Junru's lines to her assistant, as if she had nagged Qin Guan many times.
Wu Junru was speaking Cantonese in front of the camera, while Sister Xue was speaking Mandarin.
"No kissing, no topless, no sex scenes!"
They were both serious. One was in the car, the other was outside.
Qin Guan was an obedient actor, but Sister Xue was cruel in reality.
On the screen, Qin Guan woke up with a start, as if he had just had a nightmare. Wu handed him his first cigarette, which was his agent's most considerate service.
Qin Guan had abandoned all bad habits for his work, so he hadn't smelled a cigarette for many years.
As a person who had never smoked before, the most normal reaction after inhaling a cigarette for the first time was to smoke like an adult behind his parents' back. Then, he would choke on the cigarette and cough nonstop.
As an old smoker though, it was not a big deal.
Sister Xue, who was standing behind the camera, was worried about Qin Guan's smoking scene. She saw Qin Guan take the cigarette from Wu Junru in the car.
The white cigarette with its white filter looked sexy under Qin Guan's weathered lips.
A lighter, which seemed to have been passed to him hundreds of times, appeared in front of his eyes as he lowered his head.
The thin smoke slowly rose, and in front of the flickering cigarette butt, it obscured the tired face of the character, adding a sense of mystery to it for no reason.
"I don't know why you accepted this film. It's not a lot of money and it's not a big production. It will also affect your original work …"
His complaints were exactly the same as Sister Xue's. Wu Junru, who was experienced in acting, muttered to herself as he performed.
As the car passed by, a large poster of Zhou Xun appeared on the wall of a department store in Shanghai.
The kind-hearted manager warned Qin Guan, "Don't be tempted by the heroine. Of course, she won't fall in love with you. You are no help to her. She only knows how to flirt with directors."
Yes, it was Miss Sun, played by Zhou Xun, who had come all the way to Shanghai to work with Qin Guan.
She was a real-life, popular female celebrity on the mainland.
Suddenly, Qin Guan fell silent. He looked out of the window, lost in his memories.
The film crew on the side of the road watched as the background in the camera gradually blurred and finally fell into darkness.
Cameraman He Gong, who was sitting in front of the car, had already turned off the camera with satisfaction.
The Shanghai traffic police, who had been dutifully waiting on the side, once again patrolled beside this group of people.
It was really troublesome. They had to shoot on the side of the busy road. They didn't know who was in the car, but the Highway Administration Bureau had given them the green light the whole way.
Yes, that's because the temporary office booth and the little motorcycle under your butt were all donated by the film company. For the sake of everyone's welfare in the future, you'll have to bear with it a little bit.
...
Actually, this scene was really nothing. Everyone came quickly and left just as quickly. A preliminary test of each other had sped up the pace of the entire production team's running-in and filming.
The assistant on the walkie-talkie picked up the last stool on the side of the road and saluted the most dedicated police officer in Shanghai. Then, he ran back to his work car without looking back.
Shanghai was a good city. Even the young policemen were fair and tender.
They were racing against time, so they didn't even open the door of their MPV. Instead, they drove to the set of their first film with their props.
"Hello, Sister Junru. This is our first time working together. I'm Qin Guan."
Wu Junru looked at the beautiful hand that was extended to her and grabbed it carelessly.
"Aiya, I've finally seen you in person. You're even more handsome and stunning than in photos. Tsk tsk, look at these hands. With these hands, you won't starve to death."
This candid elder sister was famous for her good temper in the entertainment industry. As long as someone caught her eye entered her aura of intimacy, she would immediately treat them as one of her own.
Qin Guan, who had only had one scene with her in the car, was Wu Junru's favorite actor.
He was handsome, tall, good at acting, and approachable.
What should I do?
What else can I do? Just enjoy the show.
Wu Junru kept her eyes on Qin Guan as they reached the old hotel in Shanghai.
If Sister Xue hadn't rushed over and pulled Qin Guan into the dressing room, the legend of Wei Jie's death would have happened to Qin Guan.
The dressing room had been prepared for him by the crew. It was a private room in an old-fashioned European-style hotel, except for one.
It was a European mahogany dressing mirror. Behind him was a make-up artist who had been assigned to him by the agency.
The exclusive treatment was not only for Qin Guan, but also for the other two famous actors. It was a good thing for Qin Guan, as it wouldn't be too abrupt for him to enjoy the special treatment.
The film was a combination of a commercial film and an art film, so the clever Hong Kong people naturally received investments from various sources behind the three stars.
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