Chapter 47

"Hey, Smith, I don't think you need to save too much money. The directors I've seen are all budget-conscious for their own movies. They can't wait for five thousand yuan to shoot a shot, and they will shout ten thousand yuan 100%! And you are me It's the first time I've seen a director who actually saves money for the film company! These shots are too rushed, one hour, oh God, I can only hope that the acting skills of the actors will explode, once and for all!" Producer Mr. Archie chased Looking at Zhang Dongcheng, he said that he deeply knows that movies are money-burning things. Saving money is not bad, but if it affects the quality of the movie, it is not worth the candle.

   "I know that, Mr. Archie, what I need now is not money, but time!" Zhang Dongcheng comforted the uneasy Archie with a smile on his face.

   Yes, what Jang Dong Sung lacks is time!

"Two Smoking Barrels" will be a sensation in the UK, and it will also have a considerable impact around the world. This movie is ambitious and dreams of going to Hollywood as soon as possible to disrupt the earth-shaking Jang Dong-seong and create a stepping stone for the confidence of American film companies. .

  The investment of 3 million British pounds, the global box office revenue of over 100 million, and nearly ten times the income will surprise even the American filmmakers with high-sighted eyes.

   So go fast, go fast, go faster!

Under the premise of ensuring that every shot of the film is impeccable, and under the premise of ensuring the effect and perfection of the film's shots, Zhang Dongcheng really hates to have to sleep, and put "Two Smoking Barrels" on the big screen as soon as possible, and meet all audiences as soon as possible .

   "Time? We have plenty of time, so you really don't have to worry." Archie didn't know what Zhang Dongcheng was thinking, and just tried to persuade him.

   "Okay, let me put it another way. I believe in my actors, and they can do it all at once. This is my confidence in them!" Zhang Dongcheng spread his hands helplessly, looking for another explanation.

This explanation finally reassured Archie. He also ran around with Zhang Dongcheng and met all the protagonists and important supporting actors before the filming started. Although these people are not famous, they are all very strange. With a certain ability and potential, he just followed Zhang Dongcheng in London for three days at a loss, and he managed the process that other directors would spend months looking for roles.

  It's like having a radar in your head, knowing which person is suitable for which role, you go straight to it, and never fail!

  Perhaps this is the person Smith Zhang noticed when he was studying in the Film Academy. Archie could only look at Zhang Dongcheng's confident and infectious back, and use this method to tell himself.

   Playing the shrewdest and most economically minded Tom is no longer Jason Fleming in the original version, but replaced by Orlando Bloom, the elf prince.

The makeup artist is busy on his face, cutting short hair that is about to become bald, turning the future prince with long silver hair into a gangster on the streets of London, England, combined with high shadow and shadow makeup skills , it didn't take long for this young boy to become mature.

"HOHO, how do you feel? I'm sorry to make you old and ugly again. I hope that one day I can restore your essence and restore your true style of British nobleman!" Zhang Dongcheng snapped his fingers and turned to the wheel. Orlando, who turned his head, said, with a smile on his face.

"Haha, I hope that day will come soon! But I still like this feeling, being old has its benefits. Professional makeup artists are better than hot girls, at least they won't argue for an hour about how to do my makeup! Orlando also laughed and said jokingly.

   Recalling the way Victoria and Halliwell yelled angrily and refused to give in to each other about how to make up Orlando not long ago, the two couldn't help looking at each other and laughing.

"Very well, that's a good look, Orlando, watch out for Tom's shrewd eyes, and his money-seeking manner. Come on, we only have an hour, don't let Mr. Archie hold the bills and wait to pay for our delay !" Zhang Dongcheng patted Orlando on the shoulder and said encouragingly.

  Orlando nodded vigorously, saying that he has no problem at all: "Don't worry, director, once!"

   Orlando is very grateful to Zhang Dongcheng. "The Tuner" became a hit at the French Film Festival. Now it has almost set off a wave of enthusiasm in Europe, and the biggest beneficiary besides Zhang Dongcheng is himself as the protagonist.

So, when I was walking on the street, I came up to ask for autographs, and more and more fans wanted to take photos with me every day. The letters from the audience at home almost filled the entire closet. Although I was old but still handsome, I moved many European girls controlled by uncles. The heart, the bold love, and the tactful invitation made him really appreciate the refreshing feeling of being a real movie star rising like a comet.

   Film appointments have also increased.

But a phone call from Zhang Dongcheng made Orlando cancel all the performances. He knew that his fate seemed to be somehow connected with this oriental director. Perhaps one day, when Smith Zhang became the most famous director in the world At this time, I can also be his queen star!

   "Two Smoking Barrels", such an exquisite movie, will surely realize his wish and his dream.

   "OK, all departments pay attention, ACTION!" Zhang Dongcheng waved his hand, and the shooting in the grocery store in the second act officially started.

   "SHIT, I thought it included a loudspeaker!" Chubby Nick said after checking the stereo, raising his head.

   "You made a mistake." Orlando's eyebrows jumped, and the corners of his mouth curled up in disdain. "You can give me a phone if you want, but the price doesn't include the speakerphone!"

  He took a toy phone and threw it to Nick.

  Looked over and over, and even opened the flip, Nick realized that this was Orlando's mockery, and threw the phone to Nick Moran who was standing aside.

   "Very well, I hope to include the trumpet." Fat Nick insisted on his opinion seriously, without being discouraged.

   "It doesn't include speakers, and it doesn't include loudspeakers." Orlando was speechless. He could only shake his head and close his eyes, expressing that he couldn't accept it at all.

   "I don't want to hear your stupid questions anymore, Nick, you pay for what you want!" Orlando's words came to the back, with anger implied in the calm.

   "Then what are you giving?" Nick held out a cigarette and reached for the shelf.

   "I'll give you a gold-plated Rolls-Royce, but you have to pay for it!" Orlando sneered, his words full of irony.

   "I'm not sure, Tom, it seems a bit expensive!" Nick rolled his eyes shrewdly, and exhaled smoke, as if he would not give up until he plucked the root of this iron **** in Orlando.

"Look? This seems to be a waste of my time. Other stores sell it for 900 yuan, so you might not be able to find it. I only sell it for 200 yuan. You are still talking! Where did you study economics? This is a great deal! Orlando was obviously a little angry, shaking his head to express his mood.

   "Think about it carefully, Nick, I'm not selling it anymore!" Orlando's tone fell to the back, sharp and high-pitched, appearing unusually angry.

   "Okay, okay, don't get excited, buddy." Fat Nick finally surrendered, took out a large stack of banknotes from his **** pocket, swiped them, and in the crisp sound of the large stack of banknotes, he took out two and handed them to Orlando.

   Seeing the banknote in Fatty Nick's hand, Orlando and Nick Moran's eyes straightened!

   "Oh, FUCK! My mother, you really have a lot of money!" Orlando and Nick Moran said in unison.

"Dude, you have so much money, you still have to bargain for just two hundred pounds?" Nick Moran threw the toy phone back with envy and hatred on his face: "What are you doing when you're not buying stereos? Financing revolution? ".

   "A hundred pounds is a hundred pounds!" Fatty Nick looked proud.

   "No, no, no, two hundred, especially when the money in your pocket can pay for Libya's national debt!" Orlando said with a blue face.

  As soon as this line came out, the long foreshadowing in front of it took effect. Some lighting engineers and extras on the set couldn't help laughing out loud.

  HOHO, it seems that the effect is good. Zhang Dongcheng looked at the people who were laughing, but he didn't get angry like ordinary directors and let them work hard to show the director's authority. Instead, he smiled kindly.

   "OK, CUT!" This scene really happened once, and Archie, who had been on tenterhooks, finally relaxed and no longer had to stare at the watch to compete.

  The filming progress was very fast, and Zhang Dongcheng was frantically urging the entire crew to work hard. He seemed to have endless energy in working hard for his dream.

   Just as he was directing the prop masters to set up the venue, Archie suddenly called out: "Hey, Mr. Smith, someone is looking for you!"