Ye Cheng looked at the woman who claimed to be Xiaoyu with interest. No matter how she looked, she had nothing to do with the word "small". I don't know why, she was obviously a very formal women's suit, but when she wore it, there was a trace of unconcealable dust.

But Ye Cheng knew that these were just appearances, because Assistant Yu just glanced at his car and could think of such a good reason in an instant, and that he was definitely not just a person who was consuming and putting it on his skin.

But all this has nothing to do with Ye Cheng. He came here today just to bring Bai Qingxue to visit the set, so he opened the car door and helped Bai Qingxue out of the car very gentlemanly, and then said casually:

"I changed the car, it has nothing to do with you. Please help me take us to visit the set."

"Okay, Mr. Ye, please come with me."

Assistant Yu nodded politely with Bai Qingxue and led the two into the hall.

The hall, which was slightly clean yesterday, is now full of staff on the set, including lighting, photography, radio, props, guidance... There are also many subtle changes in the hall, such as the logo of Yuntian on the front desk was covered with a piece of green cloth, and the placement of some green plants has also changed directions. It can be seen that the crew should have worked overnight to redesign the scene.

However, compared with the fanatical fans outside, Yuntian’s staff are basically invisible in the hall. In the eyes of this group of finance, the so-called stars can be considered customers at most and have no value in themselves.

Assistant Yu briefly introduced Ye Cheng and took them to the director's single room.

"Director Wu, Boss Ye is here."

Wu Hanshu, who was directing the set through the screen, handed the headphones to the deputy director next to him, and stood up to greet him.

"Boss Ye, you look younger than in the photo."

Wu Hanshu looks about forty years old, wearing frameless glasses, his smile is a little stiff when he greets, and he obviously has the sour smell of literary and artistic workers not good at communicating with others.

Ye Cheng checked the information of director Wu Hanshu yesterday and knew that he was a director of art films. Unlike those commercial film directors, his pursuit of art has always exceeded that of box office, so he has always been lukewarm.

The movie that is being filmed now is also an art film called "Thirty Years Old", which talks about some prejudices in the workplace today against women.

To be honest, Ye Cheng still admires the courage of investors. Of course, it is also possible that the purpose of investors is not to make money. After all, those shameful funds will become reasonable income through investing in film and television.

Moreover, film and television investors have always been the favorite identities of some nouveau riche, because they can control the funds and decide the future of many young artists like gods.

Many of the 18th-tier actors who brought funds to the group climbed down from the fund owner's bed the day before, and received a notice from the crew the next day.

But this is all about your love and my wish, and it has nothing to do with Ye Cheng. Anyway, he has never watched this movie in his previous life, but he really appreciates someone like Wu Hanshu who is dedicated to pursuing art.

The more people lack, the more they envy. What Ye Cheng lacks the most is ideals, so he has always envied those who work hard for their ideals.

...

"Director Wu is polite. Xiao Song is my friend. He is just helping me. But I have to ask Director Wu to pay a little attention to the impact and try not to delay Yuntian's normal work." Ye Cheng reminded him kindly, then pointed to the empty seat behind him and said:

"Director Wu, please be busy first. Let's take a look at the shooting scene here and will never disturb you."

"Please give me a gift, Boss Ye."

Wu Hanshu glanced at Assistant Yu, and after getting a look of peace of mind, he didn't say anything more. He returned to the monitor and quickly entered the working state.

"The background is a little empty, come and the photographer will follow his sight and change the angle."

"Don't fill up the light on the upper left, the natural light is now very effective."

"Depth of field! Depth of field!"

"The small potted plant at the corner of the table gives a close-up."

"Ask the makeup artist how long it will take to make Qiao Cong faster. We must first focus on shooting Xiao Song's camera."

Ye Cheng took Bai Qingxue to sit quietly behind him. In order not to disturb Director Wu's work, both of them took out their cell phones and exchanged them on WeChat for communication.

...

Ye Cheng: No matter what hobby it is, it looks boring when it becomes work.

Bai Qingxue: It’s really not easy to be a director, and you have to think carefully about every shot.

Ye Cheng: This is the price that the coordinator needs to pay while enjoying his status. You will be very tired in the future, and it is still too late to regret it now.

Bai Qingxue: As long as the result is good, it doesn’t matter if you are tired during the process. Besides, don’t you still have you? I don’t believe that Boss Ye will be willing to squeeze such an obedient employee as me.

Ye Cheng: That won’t be true, but you have to remember to come to my room more and listen to me tell you the show~

Bai Qingxue was so angry that she turned her phone away.

The two chatted for a long time and finally waited for the actor to enter.

Looking at Xiao Song's outfit, Ye Cheng knew that her role should be an assistant. As a female third-person actress, she didn't have many shots, and the person who acted against her was Qiao Cong who had just been urged by Director Wu.

Ye Cheng plundered all the memories of his previous life and found that he had no impression of the male actor at all. However, he remembered that just now he saw the group of fans holding the light signs with "Qiao Cong" printed on it.

...

"Bang!"

As the beating fell, Xiao Song stopped Qiao Cong who was about to rush in at the door of the office.

"Teacher Yuan, Manager Guan is really not in the office. Don't worry, okay..."

"Don't stop me, I know she's here."

Teacher Yuan, played by Qiao Cong, pushed her away regardless of Xiao Song's obstruction. Ye Cheng keenly found that his hand was not pushing. Sure enough, Director Wu immediately shouted "Crack!"

"Jiu Cong pays attention to the position of his hand and blocks Xiao Song's hand with the outer periphery of his forearm. Don't be too stiff, and show that feeling of anxiety. Come on, let's do another one."

This time, Qiao Cong's tone had some ups and downs, but when he pushed someone, he seemed to have increased a little bit of strength. Xiao Song was staggered by his legs and almost fell out of the camera.

"Click!"

"Qiao Cong, you are a little less powerful. You are a teacher, not a bandit. Come on, let's have another one."

...

"Click!"

"Qiao Cong..."

...

After that, there were not a few more passes, Ye Cheng found that Director Wu's face had sunk visible to the naked eye.

"Click!"

"Everyone have a rest first, Qiao Cong comes to me."
Chapter completed!