Chapter 711
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They couldn't make any mistakes in their expressions, and they had to pay attention to their manners when they weren't in the camera, because there were no less than eight cameras from different angles, and they were all aimed at the people in the scene.
Perhaps, as the director behind the scenes, when he was in a good mood, he would suddenly have the idea to use a clip that you didn't know about during the post-editing.
Because of this, Director Tim Hampton was very strict with everyone during the shooting.
So, while filming Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, the experienced actors were all tense the entire time. They didn't even have a chance to slack off.
It was even more tiring than filming an intense fight scene.
After all, the intensity of mental labor was much greater than physical labor in some aspects.
Didn't you see the actors sitting on the floor without caring about their image? Even Qin Guan, who was the easiest actor, joined in the fun.
"Hey! Don't just sit there!"
"Look! We are so close to the chocolate river! It's too dangerous!"
"This is a masterpiece of chemical products. If you stay here for too long, your brain won't be able to function properly!"
Several child actors were thrown out of the huge set by Qin Guan, while the older actors left with the help of their strong supporting actors.
Fortunately, the next location was the big set next door, far away from the site where the chemical gas could be released at any time. They were risking their lives to film a scene.
Qin Guan had to do some physical work. He threw the kids on the chairs in the lounge and walked back to his own room without a care for his image.
It was a long sofa that had been dragged there by the staff. It was 80% new and very soft. When he was not on camera, he would lie down on it for a while to relax.
Usually, Qu Xuemei would wait for Qin Guan to come over. She would give him a glass of refreshing iced drink to relieve his tiredness.
Today was no different from usual. There was still a cup of iced coffee on the small glass coffee table. At this time, the woman in the suit was rummaging through the huge file cabinet next to the sofa.
Qin Guan leaned back on the sofa and took two sips of the iced coffee.
When the cool feeling slid down his throat to his stomach, Qin Guan felt alive again.
His throat was burning with anger, but the ice water extinguished it in an instant. Qin Guan felt comfortable all over.
He shuddered and straightened his body into the most coquettish posture. He propped his head up with one arm, patted the empty space on the sofa in front of his chest, and shouted casually, "Little Quzi, you've worked hard. You've done a good job today. Come on, don't be so busy. I'll be merciful and make room for you. Come and sit down, I'll allow you to do so!"
Qin Guan didn't have time to pay attention to his surroundings until he was done talking.
Huh? Wait!
Why would there be a pink lipstick mark on the cup of iced coffee that he had just poured into it?
Qin Guan touched his lips unconsciously. His character was as pale as a zombie. He couldn't show any color on his face.
What about the lipstick mark?
Qin Guan tilted his head and looked in the direction of the song.
When she raised her head, her long blonde hair was revealed. She was wearing the same grey suit as Qu Xuemei's, which made her skin look as fair as jade.
It was not the song Qin Guan was most familiar with. It was Jennifer Aniston, the producer of the film and one of Qin Guan's dependents.
At this time, she was covering her mouth, looking at the Asian man on the sofa with the most coquettish style in the world, and laughing for the first time in so many days.
"Ha ha ha! Hello, Qin Guan. I think you have the wrong person."
Qin Guan was so embarrassed that he forgot to change his posture. He put one hand on his head and the other on his crotch. "Where is Qu?"
"Oh, something came up at her company. She asked me to tell you that she had to go back first. You can talk to your assistant if you need anything."
"Hehehe, then I'm sorry, I seem to have mistaken you for someone else. Well, I have a drink."
"Would you like a drink? Would you like to sit down? "
Qin Guan was getting more and more embarrassed by the woman's smile. He wanted to sit down on the sofa like a reclining Buddha.
Life is always full of all kinds of accidents. When two people who are not familiar with each other become familiar with each other because of a small embarrassment, the good atmosphere can be instantly broken by all kinds of malicious slander.
As they were chatting modestly, the door of the lounge was pushed open.
A tall and handsome golden-haired man walked in with an angry look on his face.
"Jennifer, do you know that I've been really busy lately? Will you only be happy when everyone knows about it? "
The man's voice was very low, but it was difficult to conceal his anger.
That's right, it was Jennifer Aniston's husband, Brad Pitt. When he entered the lounge and closed the door, he saw this strange scene.
Qin Guan was lying on the sofa. His wife was looking at the coquettish man with a smile that was rarely seen on her face.
The atmosphere at the scene instantly became strange because of this uninvited guest who suddenly barged in.
In the blink of an eye, this shameless golden-haired man stretched out his finger and made a false accusation!
"Sure! Anniston! What was the situation now? You still want to accuse me of having an affair! "
"I say, you're slandering me. You're obviously chatting and laughing with other men here, but you're holding on to the matter of me and Julie!"
"Can your groundless groundless accusations be as real as the cheating that I'm seeing right now?"
Hearing Brad Pitt's indiscriminate accusation, Jennifer, who had just smiled, instantly reddened her eyes.
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