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Chapter 410 Chapter 409, Brother Xiao Ming: Who dares to stab me?

After Jiang Feng finished telling the story, he picked up the rice bowl, patted his butt and left.

Looking at his back, Zhao Laonian suddenly felt very insignificant.

Alas, my mind was too dirty. I paid 100 million to make a cameo appearance in "Saw 2", but my original intention was to make friends with Han Shanye, a big shot in the Chinese film and television industry, through this opportunity. But Jiang Feng is a real person.

While eating lunch, he told us a story called "Fallen Leaves Return to Their Roots".

Is this a good story?
Absolutely good, with depth, connotation, and humor that makes people laugh and cry.

The key is that this type of road movie costs very little and doesn't have any big scenes. No matter how you look at it, it's very suitable for you to invest in and star in!
Thinking of this, Zhao Laonian secretly took note of Jiang Feng.

I don't mean anything else, I just think this kid is worth making friends with!

Jiang Feng left.

Zhao Laonian quickened his eating pace.

Four steamed buns and a pot of vegetables were enough to finish the battle in 4 minutes. The crew had logistical support and staff who washed the dishes. Zhao Laonian put his dishes in the basin and was about to find someone to ask where to put on makeup.

Jiang Feng just said that he would be the one to perform in the third scene shot by the crew this afternoon.

At this moment, a young man speaking Northeastern dialect came out of the studio with a sly look on his face.

The reason why he is considered thief is mainly because his eyes move too quickly. You can tell at a glance that he is the kind of person who has a bad idea as soon as his eyes move.

"Hey, hello, Teacher Zhao, my name is Dawei.

Director Jiang Feng's assistant, responsible for location scouting and casting, etc. I will take you to put on makeup now. After that, I will focus on introducing the plot and lines of the two scenes you will be shooting this afternoon."

"Is there no script?" asked Zhao Laonian.

“There is a script, but Director Jiang Feng won’t give it to me.

Because the director said this is a thriller and suspense film, if he made everything clear, the actors’ faces wouldn’t be able to convey the real sense of unknown that he wanted.”

A true sense of the unknown...

After hearing these words, Zhao Laonian thought about it and immediately gave a thumbs up.

Two words, insightful!

And the more insightful things are yet to come.

Sitting in the dressing room, Zhao Laonian looked at himself in the mirror and wanted to discuss with the makeup artist whether he could use makeup to cover up the wrinkles on his face as much as possible.

Although I look a little rough, I am also a person who loves beauty.

But before he could finish his words, the makeup artist named Mark twisted his body and said:
"Oh, Teacher Zhao, you are so good-looking that you don't even need to wear makeup. You are very suitable for this role.

Because you are a nurse in a hospital, you must appear on camera without any makeup.

Oh, but your hair doesn’t look very pretty, it looks like it was licked by a dog, no, it has to be messy…”

Damn...

In less than two minutes, looking at his messy hairstyle in the mirror, Zhao Laonian wanted to stab to death this makeup artist who liked to shake her butt.

Damn it, can you speak? If you can't, don't speak. What do you mean by being licked by a dog?

Besides, my hairstyle that looks like it was licked by a dog is better than my current chicken coop-like hairstyle.

Just as he was sulking, Dawei, who had been standing next to him, spoke up.

"Teacher Zhao, let's first talk about the plot of the first scene you are going to shoot. The plot of the first scene is that you sit on a chair and accept the punishment. While accepting the punishment, Mr. Zhang Guorong will talk to you.

During the conversation, you can answer him according to your own ideas. "

"Uh…"

Zhao Laonian was a little confused.

"No, Assistant Director Dawei, this means that the first scene I filmed has no plot and no lines?"

"Well, Mr. Zhao, I have to say, you are really smart."

.........

In fact, at the same time when Zhao Laonian was putting on makeup, the filming of "Saw 2" had already officially begun.

Assistant director Dawei was busy, so the person who played the clapperboard was replaced by Guo Xiaodong.

"Action!"

This is an abandoned warehouse.

The dim light coming in from the window made it look a little blurry.

Huang Xiaoming, with his chest bare, woke up slowly and found himself tied to the heating pipe with ropes. He tried to struggle but could not get free.

When he wanted to reach out to untie it, he found that his hands were wrapped like dumplings, and there was a scalpel in each hand, which was shining brightly and very scary.

"Ah..." Huang Xiaoming screamed miserably, not because of pain, but because of fear.

"Crack!"

When the scene reached this point, Jiang Feng, who was sitting behind the director's monitor, called for a stop.

"Brother Xiao Ming!"

"Here you are, director."

"Your expression is a bit artificial, it doesn't feel real in the camera lens."

"Director, let me do it again."

Although Huang Xiaoming's acting skills were average, his cooperation was indeed very good. After hearing Jiang Feng's words, he screamed again while being tied up tightly.

"what!"

"Um…"

Jiang Feng looked at it and shook his head.

"How about this, I have a steel needle here. If any of our classmates dislike Huang Xiaoming, they can go over and poke him. Aim at his butt and poke him hard. I believe his expression will become much more natural."

"Pfft..."

Wang Fei, who had been sitting next to Jiang Feng, couldn't help but laugh out loud at this time.

If you prick him, he will really feel pain, so won't his expression be natural? !

After laughing twice, Wang Fei realized something was wrong, because everyone else was staring at her, so she stuck out her tongue embarrassedly.

I'm filming a movie right now, and it seems a bit inappropriate to laugh out loud.

However, although Jiang Feng’s idea is naughty, it seems that no one else is willing to pick up this needle and really stab Huang Xiaoming, right?
If you really stab him, won't that make you an enemy? !

Just as Wang Fei thought of this, he saw Chen Kun come to Jiang Feng and pick up the needle, then walked towards Huang Xiaoming with a smile.

"Brother Xiao Ming, during our four years in college, everyone in my class knew that we were rivals in love, and we even had a fight over it.

I didn't hit you then, but now that you're in my hands, you better take care of yourself."

While speaking, Chen Kun went around behind Huang Xiaoming, and in full view of everyone, he raised the steel needle and stabbed it hard into Huang Xiaoming's butt.

"what…"

In an instant, Huang Xiaoming's screams rang out.

"Yeah, good, next scene!"

After hearing Jiang Feng's command, Huang Xiaoming, who had been screaming just now, suddenly laughed.

"Old Chen, you didn't stab me, didn't you?"

"You would be like this even if I hadn't stabbed you. If I had really stabbed you, would you still be able to film?" Chen Kun curled his lips and picked up the steel needle from the ground.

It turned out that the moment Chen Kun raised the steel needle, he let it fall to the ground, and then poked Huang Xiaoming's butt with his finger.

"Hehe..., Lao Chen, you are very particular."

Huang Xiaoming laughed out loud again.

As he was smiling, Guo Xiaodong, who was serving as the crew's temporary script supervisor, raised the clapperboard in his hand.

"Action!"

"anyone there?"

"Help!"

Huang Xiaoming struggled and shouted, trying to see if there was anyone nearby, but after shouting for a long time, no one came.

So he looked at the scalpels tied to his hands, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and cut the hemp rope on his body.

The scalpel is still quite sharp.

After just a few cuts, the finger-thick hemp rope fell off. Freed from the restraints, Huang Xiaoming wanted to leave this shabby place as soon as possible. At this moment, a man's laughter was heard in the abandoned warehouse.

"hehe…"

"Who are you?" Huang Xiaoming was surprised when he heard the laughter.

“You have a bomb in your left arm and a bomb in your right arm, and the bombs are tied in such a way that they connect directly into your flesh.

You have only three minutes to cut into the flesh with a scalpel to remove the bomb.

Now, the countdown begins!"

(End of this chapter)