The Golden Age of China Entertainment

"Xiao Yi! I think you'd better come and solve this matter yourself! If you let them make such a fuss, the impact will be very bad!"

The more high-ranking people are, the more issues they think about. Meng Shi is not only the leader of the Beijing Film Studio, but also a representative of the National People's Congress. Anything that has nothing to do with politics must be careful, careful, and careful.

Yi Qing was also really helpless: "Mr. Meng, I just returned to the crew yesterday, and you asked me to go back today. If you let me say, just drive away. This kind of person is shameless at all. The more you talk to them, they It's getting more and more exciting!"

It means murdering and breaking the law, otherwise, he would kill all the relatives in this family one by one, and it would be embarrassing to be alive.

"You said it lightly, they can find Beijing Film Studio today, who knows where they can find tomorrow, and whether they want to influence externally?"

Yi Qing knew that Meng Shi's thinking was reasonable, but this matter was really difficult to deal with. Yi Zhongyan's family made it clear that they were hob meat, and if they didn't want anything, they were playing rogues. What should he do when he goes back?

You can't really give them your home, can you?

"Mr. Meng! What do you want me to do? Satisfy their demands. This family is greedy. How can you satisfy me?"

Hearing this, Meng Shi hurriedly said: "Stop, I don't mean that, and you don't need to do anything else, as long as you get people away from the Beijing Film Studio, other things, they will make trouble wherever they fall in love, as long as they don't get involved Our factory."

Meng Shi couldn't fail to see the virtues of Yi Zhongyan's family. Even if Yi Qing was willing to bow his head, that family was a bottomless pit, and how much money they put in would satisfy them.

Therefore, Meng Shi couldn't mention this matter at all, and he had already thought about it, as long as he didn't get involved in the Beijing Film Studio, he could do whatever he wanted.

After hearing this, Yi Qing sighed: "All right, I'll go back later!"

After hanging up the phone, Yi Qing felt that her lungs were about to explode. Other people's relatives from Baodao came with the task of helping the poor. After learning that there is no so-called inheritance at all, I started to think about the house.

What?The house belongs to the nephew!

It doesn't matter, isn't it the nephew's duty to honor his uncle?

After ordering the hotel manager to get the car ready, Yi Qing hurried to the shooting scene, which is still filming Chen Zhen's live-action PK with Japanese students while studying in Japan.

This is a bit crooked!

Snapped!

Whispering!

The well-crafted props were smashed to pieces. If Director Wang Fulin was on the scene, he might feel distressed when he saw this scene.

There is no other crew in the whole country that spares no expense and destroys props like this.

But Chen Jiashang stared at the monitor for a while, then shook his head.

"The camera that was following the shot just now, don't shake the lens when catching the ultra-fine, everyone is out, and when Chen Zhen is fighting with the opponent, the sense of strength is still not reflected, it seems a bit soft, Ah Wen, hurry up and send the talcum powder come over."

The black and strong Kou Zhanwen went to prepare with an uncomfortable face. Everyone in the team usually called him Da Kou, but this director from Xiangjiang insisted on calling him Awen, Awen, no matter how he heard it, he felt feminine. .

As soon as he gave the order, Chen Jiashang saw Yi Qing coming.

"Easy Producer! It's back!"

Yi Qing nodded: "What's wrong? Still not going well?"

This scene has been in ink all morning, just finished lunch, and continued to shoot, but it still couldn't pass.

"I always feel that it is a little worse than expected!"

Chen Jiashang frowned, looking like he had a "headache". After all, he was inexperienced. Although he had a lot of ideas, most of the time, he didn't know how to turn his ideas into reality in the camera.

"It's okay, take your time, don't worry."

As Yi Qing said, he asked the cameraman to connect the shot just now to the monitor, and watched it from the beginning to the end. The shot was very messy and had to be stitched together through editing. However, Yi Qing didn’t need it. The pictures from several monitors It was presented in front of him at the same time, and then stitched together in his mind to form a coherent picture.

"The close-up shots are a little less! The impact is not enough, and the fight is not intense enough. Have you prepared the talcum powder?"

Talcum powder is a common technique used by Hong Kong martial artists. Sprinkle talcum powder inside the coat of a martial arts actor. When a fist is punched, the talcum powder will be vibrated, increasing the visual impact, and at the same time creating an illusion, making the audience instinctively I think this punch is very powerful.

"That's what I think too. I've asked Ah Wen to prepare. Besides, close-up shots are not easy to solve."

Chen Jiashang didn't say anything about the latter, but Yi Qing also knew what it was. The production technology of domestic film and television dramas is still a bit behind.

So traditional!

To put it bluntly, it's called rules, close-ups, long-range shots, long-shots, well-organized, well-behaved, and solid basic skills.

To put it bluntly, it would be called old-fashioned. Everything was done according to the teacher's teaching. I didn't dare to make an appointment at all. The overall composition of the picture didn't look vivid.

Especially for this kind of martial arts shots, what is needed is the constant switching of close-up and long-range shots, coupled with close-up shots, to create impact through visual differences.

But Chen Jiashang arranged it, but the cameramen in the mainland couldn't keep up with the rhythm. No matter how you say it, it's useless to talk about it.

It's not that they don't cooperate, it's that they simply don't understand.

Yi Qing is full of troubles and has not resolved them, so she doesn't care about them at all, so she can only let Chen Jiashang solve them by herself.

"I have to go back to the capital. Boss Meng at the Beijing Film Studio has something to do with me."

Yi Qing didn't talk about those bad things about her family, and the family ugliness still hasn't been publicized.

Chen Jiashang knew who Yi Qing was referring to as Mr. Meng, so naturally he couldn't stop him. Although the production team was a big deal, the leader couldn't help but go when he was summoned!

Without saying hello to others, Yi Qing returned to the hotel, tidied up briefly, went out to get in the car, and arrived at the Beijing Film Studio before three o'clock.

In Meng Shi's office, Yi Zhongyan was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face, and Su Mengyin kept talking about Yi Qing's faults. When Yi Qing came in, she didn't listen, but just gave Yi Qing a blank look, and continued. explain.

Yi Qing ignored them and walked up to Meng Shi: "Boss Meng! Sorry to bother you!"

Meng Shi waved his hands helplessly: "Xiao Yi! It stands to reason that this is your family matter, and I shouldn't get involved at all, but now that you've seen it, everyone has come to me, and I can't just ask. , specifically what’s going on, please tell me!”

"What are you talking about? Everything is obvious. Now we ask him to hand over the inheritance left by my father-in-law, but he is lucky. He not only hides it and refuses to hand it over, but also kicks us out. How can there be such a reason in the world? .”

Yi Qing turned her head to look at Yi Zhongyan and his wife, it was okay, she knew how to save face for her children, they were the only ones here today.

"I've made it very clear. Before my grandfather passed away, I wasn't there at that time. I don't know if the old man kept anything. Even if he did, how much do you think those antique calligraphy and paintings are worth in the Mainland? Is it useful for you to mess around with me now?"

Su Mengyin sneered: "You don't know, if you don't know, where did the house you live in come from? You earned it yourself? What a joke, what is the monthly salary of you mainlanders? We really didn't ask ?"

Meng Shi only knew that Yi Qing's family background was good, but he didn't know the specifics: "Xiao Yi! Since he doubted it, you should explain it clearly to avoid misunderstanding."

Even if Meng Shi didn't say anything, Yi Qing didn't intend to hide anything anymore. He was always so entangled, when would it count.

"Okay! I'll let you know today, where did my money come from?"

Yi Qing said and walked outside.

Seeing Su Mengyin, she asked anxiously, "Where are you going?"

"Don't you want to know? Just follow along!"