Be a Superstar With the System

On October 1st, the crew of "I'm Not the God of Medicine" officially started shooting!

At seven o'clock in the morning, the three of Gongnan Bei, Wang Wangjiao, and Yan Tao took the lead in worshipping the gods!

After that, everything started to get on track, and Fengtian's makeup artist followed Xue Mei to give makeup to several people.

The extras recite their lines, but those who don't have lines just squatted to chat.

Gong Nanbei didn't use anyone to make up. His advanced make-up skills were better than these people.

After ten minutes, the handsome guy disappeared. What was presented before everyone was an uncle with a vicissitudes of life. From his clothes, hairstyle, and eyes all revealed four words, life is not easy!

After Gong Nanbei put on his makeup, he moved his body a bit, got out of the dressing room, and started preparing for filming.

Today we are going to film some fragmented scenes, to put it simply, it is to explain the relationship between the characters.

Today, I will film nursing homes, hospitals, ex-wife bringing a lawyer, and taking a bath for my son.

If time is not enough, some scenes of the police station will be taken.

Wang Mong Kok is contacting the port of Magic City to make an appointment.

The prototype of this play is in Magic City, but Director Xu of Parallel World chose Nanjing, while Gong Nanbei chose Hengdian.

The reason for choosing Hengdian is simple and convenient!

Now the North and South Studios still have a certain amount of energy in Hengdian, whether it is venues or actors, etc., it is more convenient!

Gong Nanbei stood at the door after putting on makeup and took out a pack of cigarettes in his pocket.

He doesn't smoke, but he almost never leaves his hands, so Gong Nan Bei has to learn to smoke too.

He stood at the door, tried to light a cigarette, but almost didn't choke himself to death.

He coughed for a long time, and the people on the side looked at him and laughed.

Wang Mong Kok didn't have these burdens, he laughed loudly and said: "Hahahaha, I don't know how to smoke and I learn how to smoke! Hahahaha!"

Gong Nanbei casually flew the cigarette that had just been lit: "The character needs it, there is no way."

Ten minutes later, after everyone had put on their makeup, the photographer and so on were all ready.

Sitting in the director's chair, Yan Tao moved his body left and right, patted the armrest lightly, and smiled at Wang Haoxuan who was on the side: "It's been a long time since I've been directing the show. I really miss it!"

Wang Haoxuan took the clapperboard and sat on a pony sling, just under Yan Tao's hands.

After hearing Yan Tao's words, he smiled and said: "Brother Yan, you said that if the boss really becomes the actor this time, will you also win the best director award?"

"Hahahaha, of course it's good!"

Yan Tao looked at the display in front of him and smiled: "You may not believe what the boss said last night, but I believe it!"

Wang Haoxuan shifted his hips and changed a comfortable posture: "I believe it too! When I saw the movie "Who Am I", the boss told me that he is an alien, and I believe it too!"

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"Come on! All departments prepare!"

"The lights are ready!"

"Ready for radio!"

"Photography ready!"

"Props and makeup are ready!"

"The actor is ready!"

"Good! The first time in the first shot of "I'm Not the God of Medicine"! Ike God!"

Following Yan Tao's order, the camera slowly advanced and came to the store.

There are some exposed posters on the shelves in the store, and a bottle of Indian oil on the counter.

Gong Nanbei's figure was inside the counter, and he couldn't see clearly, except for his legs on the shelf and the smoke behind the computer.

The camera moves forward, and the image of Gong Nan Bei gradually becomes clear. He is on the shelf with his legs crossed, with an old computer in front of him, playing Spider Solitaire.

"Lao Cheng! Lao Cheng! The landlord called me and went there. I said that the store is closed and you are not at home!"

A slightly old voice sounded, and then the store door was pushed open outside, and a thin old man walked in with a beige coat.

After Gong Nanbei heard the sound, he moved his head out from behind the computer. After hearing the old man's words, he clasped his hands and bowed to express his gratitude.

Seeing him like this, the old man couldn't help sighing: "I said you, the rent should be paid."

"You get money, you can't sell these TM goods. By the way, I asked you to put them on your container?"

"Put it off! No one asks! People now use Brother W! I tried your stuff, it's no use."

After the old man said, he turned away bitterly, Gong Nanbei's face was a little bit disdainful, and his voice was very small and said: "That's your fellow, blame yourself."

Gong Nanbei's Modu speech is not pure, it belongs to that kind of Modu Mandarin, you can understand it, but it has a somewhat magical flavor.

"Okay! Card! The first act is over! Change venue!"

Yan Tao's voice sounded behind the camera, Gong Nanbei got up and coughed twice. He just started to learn to smoke, although it was a little uncomfortable not to smoke in his lungs.

Wang Haoxuan walked over and handed a bottle of water very discerningly, and Gong Nanbei felt better when he rinsed his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Wang Wangjiao couldn't help thinking about finding another life assistant for Gong Nan Bei.

Wang Haoxuan is not a director or a field recorder, and Gong Nan Bei still has the idea of ​​cultivating him. If Gong Nan Bei goes to film in the future, it will undoubtedly be a lot of work without an assistant.

But in today's society, it is not easy to find a trustworthy assistant.

Gong Nanbei didn't know these thoughts. After washing his mouth, he followed the photographer into the hotel beside him.

In this hotel, the old man and the babysitter who played Cheng Yong's father were there.

This is a temporary place to serve as a nursing home. The concentration of scenes also saves you from changing places.

"The first time in the second mirror of "I'm Not the God of Medicine"! Ike God!"

As Wang Haoxuan played the board, Gong Nanbei walked in outside the door, took over the work of the nurse, and began to feed Cheng's father.

"I tell you! My grandson can't go anywhere!"

"I know, I know, come, eat"

Gong Nanbei's tone was a little impatient, but there was a worrisome expression in his eyes.

Behind the camera, Yan Tao stared at the monitor, holding the walkie-talkie in one hand and said: "Easy! You step forward and give the boss a close-up of his face!"

"Jane Shuang! You change the angle, then another angle! Yes, a little bit to the left, hold, and the camera pulls back!"

Yan Tao has entered the state of director. The frequency of his blinking has become very low, and he has been looking at the monitor, not letting go of any wonderful shots.

Gong Nanbei was still feeding Father Cheng, but Father Cheng gestured with a scissors hand.

"What are you doing?"

"cigarette!"

"What kind of cigarettes do you want for this meal? Hurry up and eat this bite!"

"cigarette!"

"Eat first! Open your mouth!"

In the end, Father Cheng was convinced by Gong Nanbei and chose to open his mouth to eat.

After Gong Nanbei finished feeding his father, Yan Tao called out a card again, perfect, next!

Gong Nanbei adjusted his own state and followed the cameramen to the next shooting location.