Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

This NG has been repeated many times.

Qin Jue straightened up and moved his shoulders a few times.

Originally, she was immersed in the scene every minute and every second, but... He Ye's marksmanship really stretched his hips. He took six shots in a row, and he didn't even have ten rings.

Qin Jue: Tsk.

She didn't want to play so soon, but someone was playing with a gun in front of her, and it was so rubbish. It was like a medical staff watching an unprofessional video of the operation. One word, blood pressure rises.

Not only He Ye's actor, but Qin Jue himself has problems.

After He Xu called to pause, she walked over thoughtfully.

"Can the props be replaced?"

Qin Jue asked straightforwardly.

"It hurts too much, isn't it?" Tom Ting immediately got what she meant. "The toy gun contains rubber bullets. It's really uncomfortable to hit him, but for the effect..."

"No." Qin Jue interrupted calmly, "I asked if I could replace it with small marbles."

"what?"

Tang Ting was stunned for three or four seconds, then repeated, "Huh?"

In fact, most of the toy bullets are safety mud **** or plastic balls. The crew used rubber bullets with slightly higher lethality, which were originally used in real CS field battles.

And the kind of high-simulation small steel **** that Qin Jue mentioned are more common in game halls, ranging from 6 mm to 10 mm in diameter. Generally, no one associates them with toy bullets.

"I have a good reason." Qin Juexu lowered his eyes and began to make up, "There is a story about Mo Sen going to the game hall later, and he has obviously suffered a blow related to the small steel ball, but he has to take the initiative to evoke his own memories. The contradiction is very real. In addition, He Ye is not an honest person, he can do too much things to Mo Sen, and naturally he can be more unexpected in the choice of toy bullets."

Well, the truth is that Qin Jue found that the pain caused by the rubber bullet was so weak that her performance always required one more step.

The bullet was fired and hit the body → Oh, it hit, it's time to hurt → The performance hurts.

The time it took for this step, while minor, was fatal for an immersive actor like her.

It's not that Qin can't feel pain, it's just that the body and brain have been exercising in the apocalyptic environment, and they will automatically and consciously send out the signal that "this pain doesn't matter", so the pain is further blunted.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's just tolerable.

However, at this time it turned out to be a disadvantage.

Tang Ting considered for a moment, then turned to ask He Xu's opinion.

The old man didn't agree with Qin Jue, and refused.

"Jing takes herself too seriously all day long!" He Xu glared at her, "I really think you are steel and iron? You are so capable, you will go to the United States to shoot action blockbusters without a substitute in the future!"

Emmm...

Qin Jue looked up at the sky silently, she was always indifferent to this kind of concern.

However, having said that, the old man is getting more and more irritable.

After thinking about something, Qin Jue smacked his lips, and suddenly realized that he still had a combat uniform to use when it was inconvenient to say the real reason.

Her upper body hasn't developed yet, so she doesn't know how to wear it. In order to prevent the toy bullets from hitting her, she took off the upper part of the combat uniform as early as when she changed clothes. It has the effect of enhancing the senses and can come in handy.

This trick originated in the end of the world, but for some reason, Qin Jue was unwilling to take the initiative to use it, and he has been deliberately hiding it in the corner of his memory.

At that time, the plants in the dense forest suddenly mutated, and a group of them was ambushed in the deep forest. The branches blocked the sky, the poisonous mist floated in all directions, and their vision was useless in that place, and they could barely reach their fingers.

If they can't escape before midnight and catch up with the red moon, almost everyone will be hanged by the more active mutant plants.

Exploring the way of life in a dark environment, the only thing to rely on is the little fox's ears.

She has a natural ear, and her hearing range is deep and wide, and she can filter out useless information. With the wide vocal range, she looks like a human-shaped underwater sonar and land-based radar.

At that time, the situation was critical. The poisonous fog paralyzed the nerves, and many teammates suffered brain nerve damage and hallucinations. Every few minutes, they killed each other.

In the countdown to death, in order to find the root system of the plant and a safe escape route, the little fox stabbed his eyes out.

The ability she exchanged from the system is "synesthesia". After she is blind, hearing is extended to vision, and countless sounds are interwoven in different color spectrums in front of her eyes. In the midst of the bizarre, the little fox found the ever-changing path and saved everyone's life.

After that, Cheng Zheng developed a potion to amplify the five senses in a short period of time. It was hidden in Qin Jue's combat uniform, and a needle could be inserted anytime, anywhere, and it would take effect immediately.

Although the sacrifice of the little fox cannot be undone, at least, next time, let her come.

... Qin Jue put on his combat uniform in silence in the classroom next door, and after a little research on Cheng Zheng's new technology, he turned on his mobile phone and pulled the sensory aid enhancement column to 80%.

The wound of the seventh military division, the back of Tutu, the eyes of the little fox.

A thick shadow shrouded her heart.

Closing his eyes, Qin Jue returned to the studio area.

Mo Sen's state of mind was mixed with the resentment of the past, and the sense of despair exuding from her body was real, and it weighed heavily on the hearts of every bystander.

The shooting started again, and after four or five NGs, I finally got a satisfactory result. Just in case, Qin Jue added another one.

After the play, He Ye's actor rushed over to apologize, Qin Jue shook his head slightly, and found a corner to squat.

"It's too hard to be the male lead in this kind of play."

Someone in the group performance sighed in a low voice, "If you are not sick, you have to film it if you are sick..."

Qin Jue heard it, but didn't respond.

She leaned her head against the wall, closed her eyes, like a still-dead corpse, breathing heavily.

The next scene quickly unfolded. The content was much simpler than target shooting. He Ye and the others asked a girl from a neighboring class to give Mo Sen a drink.

Of course there was something wrong with the half glass that looked like orange juice, so in the next few scenes, Mawson had a bad time.

He stood alone in the classroom, looking carefully at Tian Gang's direction when he was questioned by the teacher, but Tian Gang just lowered his head and wrote something in the notebook, deliberately avoiding his eyes for help.

No one spoke up, no one explained, no one interceded.

You never know what you did wrong to be treated coldly by people.

After tossing around for a few times, it was time for the afternoon.

After hastily settled the box lunch for the crew, Qin Jue bent his knuckles and slowly stroked from between his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose.

A little sleepy, but not a big problem.

When he was a teenager, Mo Sen was always sick and his spirit was very bad. The school violence aggravated his depression, and gradually changed from simple depression to terrifying gloom.

He Xu's use of natural light sources is extremely efficient. "Rain of the Day" has no surreal special effects, and there is no need to shoot in the set up, including these school-related scenes. The timing was perfect, with the crew and cast moving around the playground, framing and lighting just right.

To achieve this level, it is no longer acting, but it is like shooting a documentary.

"This script read ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After all departments were ready, He Xu didn't say much, "Let's shoot normally. "

Takagi Ryu, who was wrapped in the school uniform with clear fat, looked at the props on the side, his face became bitter for a moment, and quickly returned to normal.

This scene took place at the back door of the cafeteria. The swill bucket was prepared by the crew, and it was too honest. There were all leftovers in it, and it didn't smell good.

Qin Jue raised his hand.

"What's wrong?" Tang Ting asked her habitually.

Qin Jue asked calmly, "How much do you want to drink?"

The people present froze for two seconds at the same time, and Tang Ting's complexion changed. It was several degrees whiter than when Qin Jue stretched out his hand for the audition.

"No need to drink, no need to drink."

Tang Ting waved his hands again and again.

Those swill buckets were just there, and the faint smell was enough. Thinking of what Qin Jue had just said and the calm expression on his face, some of the people around were already retching subconsciously.

"When we get to that part, there will be a big vision." Tang Ting was really a little panicked. Qin Jue adjusted his clothes in the middle of the way, and it didn't feel right. He was really worried that the filming of the school bullying would cause the actors what serious consequences. psychological problems.

"Oh." Qin Jue nodded obediently.

She doesn't quite understand the reactions of these people. When people can only eat snow cubes and dig grass roots to satisfy their hunger, the leftovers are simply delicious food, right? In those days, as long as there was no hairy thing, they could put it in their mouth, and even if the hair grew, they could still eat the moldy piece.

Qin Jue's eyes swept across the surface of the swill bucket, and there were many neat fried eggs and chicken drumsticks in the leftovers with evil deeds. He threw them away without taking a single bite.

It's really... a time of peace.

She suddenly had many emotions, not knowing whether it was bitter or sweet.