fake show [entertainment circle]

When Jian Lin asked this question on the mobile phone, she really felt a little strange and confused.

Counting from the day of the fifth day to today, they have only met six times in total: twice on the night of the fifth day, twice on the day of entering the group, the creative group meeting, and today.

He hadn't had much contact with him, and he hadn't said a few words. According to normal circumstances, Fang Luobei would not get along with him any closer than he did with the rest of the crew.

But Jian Lin just had a natural intuition: among so many people, Fang Luobei was "closer" to him.

It was precisely because of this "closeness" that Fang Luobei came directly to him when he entered the dressing room. There were so many empty dressing tables, and he sat next to him instead of sitting anywhere.There is also the joke-like "Have you ever had a nightmare".

Jian Lin silently digested this "closeness" for no reason in his eyes, and instantly understood it as "familiarity", and then typed the confusion in his heart into words, and delivered it to Fang Luobei.

It was Jian Lin's subconscious behavior to do all this, just like he and Er Fatty were stopped outside and subconsciously handed cigarettes to the guard, there was no need to think about it.

The difference is that the cigarettes were handed over in a logical manner, and they chatted after handing over.The moment Jian Lin handed out the phone screen, Jian Lin's next inertial action suddenly stopped, and the whole person paused, without any further action, just holding the phone——

wrong.He suddenly thought, this is not right.

Fang Luobei didn't seem to notice his "wrong". He turned his eyes and looked at the words on Jian Lin's phone.

He glanced at it, raised his eyes again, and glanced at Jian Lin from the makeup mirror in front of him. There was some ambiguity in his eyes, so he looked back and continued to read WeChat without saying anything.

Jian Lin immediately took back the phone, as if she hadn't asked anything just now - she didn't realize that her actions were inappropriate, as if she was trying to refute the other party's face.

Instead, it suddenly occurred to him that he was the one who asked if he was familiar, but since he was unfamiliar, why did he take the initiative to ask?

Such an initiative made it appear that they were indeed familiar.

I realized that no one in the whole dressing room dared to strike up a conversation with Fang Luobei, only him, so natural and logical.

Jian Lin: "..."

It may be that I ate too many buns in the morning, the blood in my brain was not supplied, and I was dizzy.

Jian Lin silently cut out, deleted, and emptied this paragraph in his mind, and continued with what he was supposed to do.

He sent Er Fatty a wechat: Divide the people added to the crew into groups, and post advertisements in Moments.

Er Fat quickly replied: Received!Do it now!

Er Fat: By the way, ask the leader for instructions, which small advertisement to use?

Jianlin: Food, utilities, entertainment, everything that can be delivered to your door.

Erpang: It’s easy to scan advertisements, but can you still give them away now?

Of course.

Jian Lin also entered the factory shed and suddenly remembered: This time he was really expected, it was indeed a fully enclosed shooting, and even the scenes were built in advance, which is equivalent to the next three months, no accidents, They were all shot in the studio.

With so many people, in the future they will be in hotel studios, studios and hotels, and they won’t be able to go anywhere else. If so...

Jian Lin: I can send it.Try to brush as much as possible, and the types of things should be complete.

Er Fatty: Well, is there any more?

and also……

The whole dressing room was silent, Fang Luobei's arrival was like a silencer, no one was chatting and joking like just now, sitting and busy, even Chen Yang was quietly rooted on the sofa.

Jian Lin sat in a chair, thinking.

At this time, a makeup artist whispered: "Ah, I forgot to bring a brush."

Jian Lin picked up the phone.

The makeup artist asked a colleague: "Do you want to use it now? Lend it to me."

A colleague showed it to her: "Let's go out and buy one another day."

Makeup artist: "Yeah, it's too inconvenient to borrow and borrow the things I need."

Jian Lin: There are also cosmetics.

Er Fatty: Alright!

Er Fatty: As expected of my brother Lin!

Jian Lin looked at the phone, and bent the corners of his mouth. Before the arc fell, he heard Chen Yang's voice behind him.

"Sister, do you want this kind of brush? Or this, this, this, or this?"

Jian Lin silently turned her head.

Behind him, Chen Yang held a large number of makeup brushes in his hands. The handles of the brushes were white or black, and the hair colors of the brush heads were also different. The only thing that was the same was that each brush had a plastic-sealed packaging bag.

And the person holding them eagerly sold them: "Is this kind? Hey! There are some, and there are others. I have a Shiseido one here. See if it's this one."

The make-up artist was amused by him and asked, "You are so good, why don't you become an assistant and bring goods to the crew?"

Holding the brush in his hand, Chen Yang let the make-up artist choose, and said in a low voice, "Aren't I afraid that my sisters can't find a place to buy it when they need it?"

Makeup artist: "Just this one, how much is it?"

Chen Yang: "160." As he spoke, he took out the payment code that he had prepared a long time ago, "Come on, scan this."

Jian Lin who watched all this silently: "..."

This is true, offline can't compete with online, and online can't do one-to-one on-site direct sales.

Jian Lin pursed her lips, her back molars tensed, and she turned her head.

From the beginning to the end, Fang Luobei was replying to Zhao Xudong's WeChat while paying attention to the movement around him.

He didn't need to pay attention to these movements, and he knew what was going on with a glance.

Looking at it again, Jian Lin curled his lips speechlessly after turning his head, biting the tip of his teeth lightly on his lower lip, like a little wolf who was not convinced, unable to stretch his claws on the spot, he turned his back and bared his teeth.

Fang Luobei found it interesting and looked at it from the corner of his eye.

On WeChat——

Zhao Xudong: By the way, today is the start-up, is there any rivalry on the first day?

Zhao Xudong: That kid looks quiet, quite obedient, compared to you, he looks like a little sheep.

Fang Luobei raised his eyebrows.

little sheep?

It didn't take long for Jane Little Sheep to appear on the shooting scene of Group B: a road.

The scene is a road, and the scene is a regular road: light gray walls beside the road, pedestrian paths made of interlaced stone bricks, viewing trees on the roadside, and cars parked in white lines.

The top of the head, behind the walls on both sides of the road, and the end of the road on one side are surrounded by green cloth, which is convenient for post-production. All other props are real, and the trees are planted on the curb with soil and roots.

The on-site staff was busy, debugging various equipment, Jian Lin, Yun Yao, Qiu Shuai, and Chen Yang stood in the corner and watched silently, all in amazement.

Yun Yao: "Wow~"

Qiu Shuai: "It's too real."

Jian Lin: "Excellent."

Chen Yang: "Rich!"

Feeling over, just wait.

This is not waiting for the filming, but waiting for the director to ask them to read the script and memorize the lines, discuss the location and how to shoot this scene.

It means that there is nothing now, only makeup and people, and everyone is still busy, no one can take care of them.

After waiting for 10 minutes, Yun Yao became a little nervous: "At least give us today's script. Doesn't Feiye even have a piece of paper?"

After all, Qiu Shuai is a regular, he has filmed and got used to it: "Wait."

Turning his head, he found Jian Lin and Chen Yang sitting in the corner next to him in a sophisticated manner.

"?"

Chen Yang waved at them: "Come on, come on."

Qiu Shuai and Yun Yao went there together, wondering: "Why do you...?"

Jian Lin took it for granted: "It will take a long time."

Chen Yang also said with experience: "Sit down, you won't be exhausted if you stand and wait."

Facts have proved that even if you have only done group performances, you know more about the situation than newcomers who have never been in the crew.

On the first day of starting up, not only the equipment needs to be adjusted, but also the director team and the camera team have to work together for a long time just for a structure diagram and lighting. The scene here is noisy, and the scene of Group A next door is the same. One after another like a symphony.

Yun Yao was unprepared, Qiu Shuai was unprepared, the two of them had nothing to do except to check their phones and listen to music, they sat in the corner and yawned.

On the contrary, Jian Lin and Chen Yang were the most energetic. The latter took a game console and kept pressing it. The former occasionally ate something and drank some water, and spent most of his time staring at his phone.

Yun Yao felt that she was going to pass out without any more coffee, so Chen Yang took a piece of instant coffee out of his bag: "Do you want it?"

Yun Yao's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

Chen Yang is thick-skinned: "Five yuan, I have disposable paper cups, free packs."

Yun Yao was startled, is there still this deal?

Qiu Shuai turned his head: "Then do you have chewing gum?"

Chen Yang put his hand into his bag: "Yes, which one do you want? I have Green Arrow and Xuan Mai. Green Arrow is cheaper, and Xuan Mai is more expensive."

Before Qiu Shuai asked how much it was, Jian Lin looked up: "20.00% of the factory entry fee will be charged."

Chen Yang turned his head and stared: "Why?!"

Jian Lin put on a mid-length black coat, sat cross-legged on the ground, and leaned against a large wooden box for theater assembly equipment behind him, and looked at him with a lazy tone: "Because you don't have an access control card, it's me who came in and swiped it." As an assistant."

Chen Yang:"……"

Jian Lin: "Account transfers are usually the cashiers of shopping malls, and the accounts are distributed to the merchants on the settlement day of each month."

Chen Yang: "...Why don't you just grab the money?"

Jian Lin: "It's against the law."

Qiu Shuai and Yun Yao were about to die laughing, they were so interesting.

At this moment, someone came over and shouted, "Mr. Xiao Jian? Is Teacher Xiao Jian here?"

Jian Lin stood up: "This way."

The man quickly approached: "This side hasn't been filmed yet, right? If it hasn't started yet, can you come to group A first? Director Luo calls over."

For someone who doesn't understand, if you see the unfilmed movement in group B, you may go directly to group A. The smarter will know to say hello to the director, but Jian Lin didn't move, didn't say yes, but rushed The man gestured to the group B director not far away.

The visitor was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Jian Lin to know so much about the production team as he looked young and a newcomer.

Originally, he was not going to say anything to save effort, but since he understood everything, he could only nod and ran to greet the director of Group B.

Yun Yao and Qiu Shuai were still sitting on the ground, she quietly asked Qiu Shuai: "Do you want to do this?"

Qiu Shuai explained in a low voice: "Which group is on the announcement sheet, the actor will stay in that group. If he goes to another group without saying a word, the director can't find anyone. If the progress is slow, he will be scolded."

Chen Yang left the coffee and Green Arrow and was packing his bag: "If you meet a director with a bad temper, you will be sprayed every day, for a few days after filming, and for a few days."

The director of Group B nodded and let them go. Chen Yang followed Jian Lin, and Jian Lin followed the staff to Group A next door.

Group A is also an exterior scene at the moment, also hung with green cloth: a small garden in a residential area.

Luo Hong, the director of this group, was standing in the garden scene, gesticulating with Fang Luobei while talking, and when he saw Jian Lin coming, he waved.

Chen Yang stayed on the outskirts, Jian Lin went over alone, Luo Hong said: "I will borrow you for this match. It just so happens that I don't even need to change my clothes."

Temporary changes are normal, the script is dead, and the director is alive.

Jian Lin nodded, expressing his understanding.

Fang Luobei was also there, looked at him, and stopped talking nonsense.

One of the scenes in group A is very simple: Luo Yu (Fang Luobei) went downstairs to leave after visiting his wife, and walked through the garden. In a corner of the garden, Lin Xi (Jian Lin) fell asleep lying on a wooden chair.

The original plot was only in the garden, and there was no Lin Xi who fell asleep on the wooden chair. Just now, Luo Hong discussed with the assistant director, the screenwriter, and Fang Luobei. good.

As he said that, Luo Hong signaled Jian Lin to lie down on the wooden chair. Jian Lin did as he said and lay down. Several people from the director team, lighting team, and camera team gathered around and stood beside them, discussing and giving advice to Jane. Pro pose.

"Turn over a little bit, um, yes."

"The light here needs to be cast in this way, so that there will be no spots of light, and the effect of natural light falling on the face."

"This leg, bend it, swing it like this."

"And arms."

"Face, turn your face to the side, and close your chin."

"Close your eyes."

……

Soon, the overall picture came out: Jian Lin was lying on the wooden chair with his arms pillowed, his body slightly sideways, the short and narrow chair couldn't accommodate his whole body, so one leg was bent, the knee was outward, and the other was stretched out. Half of the calf was exposed outside the chair.

Some people were still by the chair, some people left, Luo Hong and the others continued to discuss the mirror, Jian Lin lay motionless according to the posture just now, staring at a bush in the garden.

After a while, Luo Hong's voice said, "Teacher Luo, let's see if there is anything else that needs to be adjusted."

Fang Luobei's footsteps and Jian Lin's gaze were raised at the same time, one approached the wooden chair, and the other looked at the person.

It was a stare at each other with a big gap between up and down. Fang Luobei lowered his eyes, and Jian Lin raised his eyes. There was no content, not even a conversation.

However, in the next second, Fang Luobei stretched out his hand and pulled the hem of Jian Lin's shirt out of the waistband of his trousers, and pulled it up slightly, revealing his belly.

Jian Lin was stunned for a moment, but still didn't move. Fang Luobei withdrew his hand, looked at him, and wrote lightly: "Don't be nervous, don't do anything."