Let you make props, what the hell is this space elevator?

"Director Guo, you are a middle-aged Internet addict, holding on to your phone all day long." Today, Wu Yan had few scenes, and after filming, he came to rest and drink water next to Guo Fan.

He saw Guo Fan pick up his phone and glance at it from time to time, so he made fun of Guo Fan.

According to how often Guo Fan looked at his phone, Wu Yan was afraid that he would be dazed.

"Brother Xi, don't you think it's strange? We are so popular on the Internet, why no employers contact us?"

Guo Fan was puzzled. He stared at the phone and muttered to himself: "Could it be that my phone is in arrears?"

Wu Xie drank water and glanced at Guo Fan. The straight steel man thought for a while before finding an excuse to comfort him: "Maybe the employer needs to evaluate the project. Don't worry, give them a little time to react."

"We are so popular that no employer has taken a fancy to us. Don't think too much about it."

"makes sense."

In Guo Fan's heart, Wu Xie is just like a big brother. Guo Fan believes whatever he says. After Wu Xie said it, the beating drum in his heart stopped.

Shooting for the next scene.

Guo Fan immediately adjusted his emotions and entered the working state.

This scene is where Qu Chuxiao takes Zhao Jinmai out of the dungeon.

Qu Chuxiao has been in excellent form for the past two days because of the sense of substitution created by the headphones.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he has reached the peak of his life.

This scene requires him to raise his hand to poke Zhao Jinmai's forehead.

The movements are very simple and the lines are few, Qu Chuxiao feels that he can definitely do it all at once.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his hand, he heard a "beep".

Immediately, I suddenly felt a coolness under my armpits.

Qu Chuxiao's hand stopped in the air in embarrassment.

I thought, it's over.

Could this dress be as expensive as the air bag?

Guo Fan, who was sitting behind the screen, immediately shouted: "Cut!"

"Xiao Wu, let Team Leader Sun of the props team call over!"

Guo Fan's tone was so rare that his assistant Xiao Wu didn't dare to show his anger, so he trotted to find Sun Shang, who was restless.

"Group Leader Sun! Look at what you are making? How long did it take for the clothes to tear?"

"I have repeatedly emphasized that the props team should pay attention to details, right? Why do things like torn clothes happen?"

"Our time is too precious to afford to be wrong on something like this."

Guo Fan's angry voice echoed on the set.

Although Guo Fan is usually serious and serious, and occasionally has a straight face on the set, he seldom speaks so loudly.

Everyone who felt Guo Fan's anger stopped what they were doing and focused their attention on Sun Shang.

Sun Shang blushed, and said with a bit of grievance: "Director Guo, it's not that we were not serious. The main reason was that the filming was too fast a while ago, which is completely different from the time on the schedule."

"Our props group really doesn't have enough time."

"The red version of the protective clothing is for civilian use, so we thought that the civilian version of the protective clothing can be made..."

Before Sun Shang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Guo Fan's cold voice.

"What can I do?"

"Can it be simpler?"

Guo Fan stared at him fixedly, as if he couldn't believe that Sun Shang could say such a thing.

"According to your point of view, the protective clothing worn by ordinary people is almost the same?"

Guo Fan looked away from Sun Shang and turned to other people.

"I would like to ask everyone here, if you live in the world described by the wandering planet, as ordinary people, are you willing to wear such life-support protective clothing to enter the surface at minus 80 degrees Celsius?"

"Just because you are not scientific researchers, let alone fighters, you are not qualified to wear better protective clothing!"

"You can only live in the dungeon all your life, looking at the man-made scenery!"

"You want to go to the ground? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you can only go out in clothes that tear a hole every time you move!"

"Even if you are a carrier driver, you can only wear this kind of clothes!"

"Do you want something like this to happen?"

Everyone who caught Guo Fan's sight couldn't help shaking their heads slightly.

Are ordinary people not human beings? Why should protective clothing be inferior?

What's more, the driver of the carrier is also an important part of the city's operation, why should they wear worse than the military version?

If this is the case, who would want to be a truck driver?

It's dead anyway, so it's better to stay in the dungeon all the time, at least you can be with your family.

Guo Fan sighed and continued, "Group Leader Sun, I didn't mean to accuse you."

"But please remember that the spirit conveyed by the Wandering Planet is unique to us Dragon Kingdom people."

"We don't want eagle sauce-style lonely heroes, nor do we advocate individual heroism."

"We Longguo people have always believed in the unity of one mind and one mind!"

"In the face of a catastrophe, we can work together to solve the problem."

"This was true for the 1998 flood, and even more so for the 2008 earthquake."

"Which time did the people and the soldiers work together?"

"So, I hope you don't use the quality to distinguish the civilian version from the military version when making props."

"In front of the ultra-clear camera, the audience can see clearly than anyone else. The audience is not a fool. We are hurting their hearts by doing this. They will think that in the world of wandering planets, ordinary people can sacrifice at will."

"In the world of wandering planets, when faced with the crisis of a solar helium flash, everyone has to flee with the ground under their feet, but the details presented in front of them are contrary to it."

"This feeling is too fragmented, how do you let the audience enter it?"

Sun Shang has long been ashamed by Guo Fan. Although he is a first-class prop master in China, to be honest, he has never met such a strict director.

Deep down in his heart, Sun Shang still admires Guo Fan's courage in making hardcore sci-fi movies, so he didn't get angry at Guo Fan's output.

"We're rushing to make it right now."

"In two days, we will definitely rush out the protective clothing."

Hearing what he said, Guo Fan's face softened a little, and he nodded and let Sun Shang go to work.

But after Sun Shang left, Guo Fan was not completely relieved.

Such a toss of protective clothing will delay at least two days of shooting time.

The popularity of Wandering Planet on Weibo is high, and Guo Fan wants to speed up the progress and finish the movie.

Sun Shang just said that the front shot was too fast.

It seems that the earphones and airbags made by Xiaojiang saved them a lot of shooting time.

The props made by Jiang Chen emerged in Guo Fan's mind, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang, I need you to make another set of protective clothing for civilian use..."