The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"Card, pass!"

An Chen got up from the ground, and Sun Wei came back from behind.

"We're in a hurry, we're going to change the stage, is everyone here?" Xia Jin shouted as he walked to another field.

"We're all here, just wait over there." Someone replied.

The staff and actors here all followed to another place. The film and television city also has an advantage. Although they are all built-up scenes, they are rich and have what you want.

Xia Jin and Sun Wei walked in front, while the three of An Chen walked behind and chatted. Ji Xuan and Ling Han returned to the lounge.

A few people went to another studio, Gu Yi was already waiting there, and there was another person sitting beside him. There were some extras sitting scattered around the set.

"Director Xia." The man stood up and greeted him.

"Here we come. Gu Yi, you should know each other. This is Senior Sun Weisun, and this is An Chen, Lin Ning, and Li Yang." Xia Jin introduced them one by one.

"I have long admired your name, I am Bai Yu, please take care of me."

"Okay, I'll go over there to look at the equipment. You guys will start filming in 20 minutes. Don't let me down. Old Sun, you come with me." Xia Jin and Sun Wei left, leaving behind a few The actors looked at each other.

"Well, let's sit and talk." Gu Yi broke the silence.

Everyone found a chair and sat down. The scene for a while was not complicated, and it was over after several people took the script and corrected their lines.

"Xiao Chen, I can call you that." Bai Yu put down the script.

"Of course." Although An Chen and Bai Yu met for the first time, they still had to give face, a title, whatever they wanted.

"I really like your songs. I've listened to Zhihe Midsummer Night many times. I also really like the ancient song you collaborated with Senior Wang. When will you release a new song?" Bai Yu looked at An Chen expectantly. .

"I haven't thought about it yet, I don't have time to record songs recently." An Chen replied, is this because I met a fan while filming?

"Oh, it looks like it's going to be a long wait." Bai Yu replied with some disappointment.

"I can only wait. If you kidnap Xiaochen to record songs, Director Xia will eat you up." Gu Yi followed suit and made a small joke.

A few people chatted for a while, and a staff member came to ask them to go to the waiting room.

Gu Yi and Bai Yu didn't have any part in this scene, they just stood on the sidelines and watched. The three of An Chen and Sun Wei were ready.

The familiar command to start shooting sounded, and several people quickly entered the state.

Four people stood outside the door, while the three of Mu Ci stood side by side, watching the old man opposite.

"Let's go, master can only accompany you here, and it's your turn to go the rest of the way. Take care!" After finishing speaking, the old man turned and left, leaving only his back behind.

Thousands of words are silent, tacit helplessness, only a word of treasure, which is the last mutual caring.

The three of them stared at the old man's back, before he put on his sword properly, he was already in Jiang Hu when he went out. Master, take care!

The camera started to pull in, and the facial expressions of the three were captured clearly. This kind of scene with only a few words is watching the actor's play. How to express emotions without speaking is a very profound homework.

The three of them stood in place, bowing deeply towards the place where the old man left.

The shot freezes here. Xia Jin replayed the facial expressions of the three people, and then gestured OK.

Just as the three of them were about to walk down, there was a muffled bang, and the dust on the ground was scattered, blocking people's sight.

"What's going on?" Xia Jin panicked.

"Director, the set has collapsed." A staff member shouted.

"Find someone quickly! Someone hasn't come out yet!"

Fu Yanxing: I seem to have disappeared again, when will I be released to find An Xiaochen!

An Chen: What are you looking for me for? Food or money?

Chen Chen: This is? Fu Yanyan? Fu Xingxing?