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Chapter 146 The death of an old actor!(1/2)

Boss, are there any problems?" Although the call was stopped after all the filming, Riffith asked in a low voice when he saw my face look abnormal.

"There's a problem." I frowned.

"What's the problem?" Dunar and the fat man looked at each other, not knowing what I was referring to.

"The other shots are very good, the performances are very good, but I always feel that there is something strange between Prince Edward and Pitt." I touched my chin.

Griffith laughed: "Boss, they have problems!"

"I'm not talking about them being gay, but about their performance, there are some problems." I glanced at Griffith.

"I think it's pretty good." Griffith shrugged.

"Tim, come here!" I shouted into the garden, and the two of them came over.

The person who plays Pitt is a new actor from Factory 2, and I don’t even know the name.

"You two, can you move more intimate?" I pointed at them.

Tim said, "Boss, why are we close? Didn't we both get close enough just now?"

I smiled and said, "Can you two kiss me affectionately in the camera?"

"What?!"

"No way!?"

Not to mention Tim and the other two, even Griffith, Stendburg and others next to me were stunned by my words.

With their current moral standards and today's social atmosphere, homosexuality in the movie is already pioneering enough, and they even have to let two men kiss openly!?

"Boss, I heard it right?" Griffith couldn't believe his ears.

"Of course you heard nothing wrong."

"This, such a shot is too that way!"

"Which one?! It's normal!" I shouted.

Tim's face turned green and he looked at each other with his partner beside him, crying without tears.

"Boss, do you have to do this?" Tim looked at me pitifully, like a little sheep about to be slaughtered at the butcher who sharpened his knife.

I nodded.

"Is there any problem? You two?" I tried to make a smile of kindness on my face.

"No, no problem." Tim whispered.

So with the careful preparation of the entire crew, Tim and the other two filmed the scene of Prince Edward and Pete in the garden.

However, the difficulties encountered were greatly unexpected to me.

In fact, there are only five or six shots that need to be re-shooted, but I don’t know why. Tim and the other two seemed to suddenly become stupid in front of the camera. The expressions and movements became very mechanically stiff. The kissing shot made me even more desperate. After wasting more than ten minutes, Tim didn’t even have the courage to put his mouth together.

"Tim, you two guys come here!" I became angry, completely.

The people around me had never seen me get so angry. They all looked at Tim and the other two, sweating for them.

I threw the guide to the ground and walked up to the two of them. I roared, "Isn't it just a kissing scene!? It's so difficult to shoot?! Is it harder than killing you?! Actors, do you know what actors mean?! Do you know what it means to be involved in the show?! Don't tell me you know! Even if you say it, I don't believe it! Look at the performance of both of you. Hesitant, like the actors of our DreamWorks!? You let the whole crew spend time with you! Gentlemen. Can't you understand the relationship between Edward and Pitt? I tell you, the love between homosexuals is also love! Not as dirty as you imagined! Isn't it just a kissing scene?!"

I walked over to two people like a lunatic, and finally sat on the chair.

"I didn't add this shot casually, because I filmed a wedding scene for a day today. All the scenes in front paved the way for Isabel's shock at the end. The more grand the wedding is, the more solemn it is. Later, the more it can highlight Isabel's anger and disappointment. Your kissing scene will give you an explanation for everything. With this kissing scene, the audience can deeply understand why Isabel helped Wallace finally fall in love with him! Do you know my painstaking efforts?!" My roar echoed on the set, and even Griffith and Dunar were wondering what I had suddenly added.

"Boss, don't be angry, we promise to complete the task this time!" Tim looked at me and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, go over and prepare, prepare for it, and then prepare for the emotions, and we will turn on the computer." I waved my hand at them.

After shooting again, in the previous scenes, Tim and the other two really swept away their original twitching and the performance made me very satisfied. When filming the kiss that worried me the most, Tim seemed to have integrated into Prince Edward's character. His eyes were full of tenderness, and then he raised Pitt's chin and kissed affectionately.

"cut! Very good! Very good!"

Tim blushed as if ripe tomatoes amid the applause of everyone.

"Boss, are we qualified?" Tim walked up to me.

I nodded with emphasis.

After filming this scene, I looked at my watch and it was ten o'clock in the evening.

It's not very late.

"Boss, do you want to continue the next drama?" Griffith said to me with the storyboard script.

I shook my head: "Forget it, let everyone rest, I see they are all tired."

Griffith nodded and announced the end of work. I came out of the set and walked into the castle platform alone. It was the highest point of the entire building, allowing you to see the scenery outside.

The breeze came gently, and although it was a little cold, it made my drowsy mind feel a lot more awake.

"What, I'm in a bad mood?" A voice came from behind.

I turned my face and looked at it, it was Jiabao.

She didn't even change her clothes, and stood in front of me, smiling brightly.

"It turns out it's Princess Isabel. Please forgive me for not realizing your arrival." I gave a gift in a decent manner.

"Stop being poor, I'm still worried that you are in a bad mood. Now it seems that there is no need for this worry." Jiabao glanced at me, walked to me, grabbed the railing above and poked out half of his body, and the silk yarn on his body fluttered in the wind.

"Aren't you afraid of falling down?" I smiled.

"If I fall down, will you save me?" Jiabao suddenly turned around and asked me.

"No." I shook my head.

"Why?!" Jiabao was so disappointed that he was almost angry.

"If you fall down, I won't have time to hold it back!" I said helplessly.

"What would you do?" Jiabao said loudly.

"I, at most I will fall with you and follow you."

laugh.

After hearing this, Jiabao's face calmed down and he raised his chin at me proudly.

"But Miss Jiabao, I'm very heavy. Aren't you afraid that I will fall down with you and just fall on you and break your ribs?"

"Hmph! I'm afraid I'm going to hurt your waist!" Jiabao grimaced at me, then walked down the stairs.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

Jiabao shook his hand with his back to me: "Go to sleep and continue to accept the orders of you, the great director tomorrow!"

Looking at her jumping back, for some reason, my originally low heart suddenly felt much more relaxed.

That night, while I was preparing for tomorrow's play in my tent, Stenberg came in.

"What's wrong?" I felt nervous when I looked at his low expression.

Stenberg looked at me without saying a word.

The more he did this, the more I became worried. Steinberg is an extremely open-minded person, and ordinary things will not cause him to react so much.

"Is there something wrong with your movie?" I grabbed his shoulder and shook it twice.

Stenborough shook his head, and then a ray of tears flashed in his eyes.

"Say! Tell me quickly! What's the matter!" I really couldn't stand it.

"Boss, let's talk about it later." Stenborough choked up, opened the door of the tent, and walked out.

I put the storyboard script on the table and followed Stenborough to the outside.

In front of our tent, there were a lot of people standing there!

Griffith, Dunar, Stiller, Bala, Fatty and others were all there. They looked at me, and everyone's faces were so sad. Many people lowered their heads and looked at the ground under their feet.

"What's wrong?! What happened!? Fatty, tell me!" I looked at the fat man with wide eyes.

"Boss, I said don't be sad." The fat man sucked his nose.

"you say!"

"Gens called just now and said that Gis had passed away!"

"Gis passed away?! What a joke? Didn't he talk and laugh when we came to Canada?!" I grabbed the fat man's shoulder and didn't believe it at all.

Although Gis is already a silly old man, I have never thought about his departure. I have become accustomed to the old man who is kind and slow in his movements and even a little nagging. He is the person who has been taking care of me in the company, just like an old housekeeper!

When he came, he happily gave me a message and joked with me that he would definitely choose him as the male lead in the next movie. How could he die so soon?

"Boss, who can fool you with such things? Gans said that this morning, everyone did not notice that Gis went downstairs to have dinner, so they sent someone to call him. When he found him, his body was already stiff." The fat man looked at me with a raised face, his eyes full of concern.

I was stunned, sat on the ground with a thud, tears bursting out from my eyes, gradually blurring my vision.

Everyone in the crew knew my feelings for Gith. This respectable and lovely old man, for me, was both an actor and a friend, and was a servant who treated me in time. He was also my respected elder, but now, he went there silently, and I didn't even see his last side!

"Boss, people cannot be resurrected. Don't be sad, go into the tent to rest." The fat man walked up to me and whispered.

"Call the plane over." I stared at the ground blankly.
To be continued...
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