"Mr. Qin, your next scene will begin in 10 minutes."
"Okay!"
"Sister Xue, don't just stare blankly. I'm going to change clothes. You haven't seen my tall and straight figure for a long time. Do you want to compare it with your Lao Yin? I don't want to discourage you, but if you look at my body before looking at his, you won't like him anymore.
Qin Guan was still the same silly boy he was.
Sister Xue stepped out of the door and smiled in the busy corridor.
In this world, no one could change clothes faster than a model, unless they weren't wearing anything at all.
In a few minutes, Qin Guan had changed into the robe provided by the crew. The thick velvet pajamas were comfortable and soft.
Chen Kexin's film was very long, so a camera had to follow Qin Guan all the way to the hotel swimming pool.
As the walkie-talkie rang out, Qin Guan exchanged a glance with He Gong, who was carrying the camera himself.
"Action!"
He gave the order.
The old hotel still had a spiral staircase with smooth iron railings. Looking down from the top, it looked like a spinning top, making people feel dizzy.
Qin Guan, who had been suffering from insomnia for years, walked out of the hotel and wandered around the empty corridor like a ghost.
Then, he took a step with his long legs that ordinary people couldn't reach, and jumped on the stairs in the hallway. In the camera, it felt like he was about to fall cruelly like an angel with broken wings. However, an excited voice echoed from the bottom of the stairs.
Qin Guan slid down the staircase along the handrail like a slide when he was a kid.
Turning the handle smoothly, he elegantly slid to the bottom of the floor.
He Gong, who was shooting from above, managed to capture the dream-like scene that arthouse directors loved the most.
Only Qin Guan, who was shooting on the spot, knew that it was a scene of life and death.
As he glided faster and faster, his buttocks rubbed against the handrail harder and harder.
Qin Guan had no doubt that he was the first actor whose buttocks had caught fire while shooting a film.
However, the scene did not stop because of him. There was no sound of the director calling for the cut, which meant that he had passed this stage in one take.
Qin Guan limped towards the swimming pool in the dark hall.
Chen Kexin, who was standing behind the camera, wanted to give him a thumbs-up when he saw his lonely figure.
Look at the acting skills of the Best Actor. Even the simplest background scene was performed meticulously.
Qin Guan's feelings of loss and loss were vividly portrayed by Qin Guan.
As he walked towards the swimming pool, Qin Guan felt pain in his heart.
Therefore, even if it was a beautiful misunderstanding, it was still beautiful, wasn't it?
Qin Guan walked over to the end of the hall, where all the crew members were gathered.
The huge swimming pool in the hotel had slight ripples on its surface. Under the faint moonlight, it looked pale and cold.
Zhou Xun, who was wearing a pink swimsuit, was standing opposite the pool, looking at Qin Guan from a distance.
The scene was about the male lead's frustration. He couldn't fall asleep, so he saw the female lead, who was swimming as well.
Of course, such an encounter was like a lightning strike. The heroine was kissed by Qin Guan, who was at a loss about what to do.
That's right, you guys didn't see wrongly. Only when a domineering CEO falls in love with me will there be a forced kiss, but it's being performed in this literary song and dance drama.
The number of staff surrounding the pool was a clear indication of how curious the entire crew was about this scene.
What could be more real than a kiss to witness the acting skills of the mysterious Best Actor?
Therefore, with the slogan of selflessly contributing to the crew, those who could come and those who couldn't, all came.
Ceng Zhiwei and Zhang Xueyou, who were calm and collected, each had a cup of coffee in their hands. They tried their best to hide their presence in the corner.
Wu Junru, who was always enthusiastic, had already squeezed her way to the director's side. She was staring at the camera, pretending that nothing had happened.
Qin Guan was intoxicated by the man's alluring charm.
The moving camera reminded Qin Guan that the scene was still going on.
"Crash."
Qin Guan jumped into the pool without hesitation in his thick nightgown. That was the first time the audience had witnessed his height.
The entire pool wasn't filled to the brim, but the depth of the water was just below his calves …
The members of the prop team outside the stage all had the same expression on their faces. They were all at a loss. As the experienced team leader, before the director could explode, he slowly opened the water gate by the side of the set.
Don't worry, we'll fill the water manually.
Qin Guan was not affected at all. He buried his face in the pool.
His posture was like an ostrich in danger. He was an experienced actor though, as the camera was already under the water.
Behind the camera on the shore was a Hong Kong film crew with a shocked expression on their faces.
Thanks to Qin Guan's excellent reflexes and good control of the camera, they were shocked. The cut, which had been caused by an external mistake, had been performed smoothly.
Everyone on the scene thought that they could not have done it.
It was not that they didn't have the ability, it was just that they didn't know how to do it.
Usually, when there was a mistake, they would wait for the director to finish the cut and adjust everything to the perfect moment before continuing.
This was a common practice among mainland and Hong Kong filmmakers.
He was used to westernized actors though, and his experience in independent films had helped him develop a flexible acting style.
If you didn't have much time or money, you could let your actors waste their time. Maybe the effect would be better if they used a different method of expression.
The performance of this scene was a living lesson for all the crew members.
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