After Zhang Xinghu entered the room, Han Dong continued to pack his wooden sticks in Yu Ming's room.
Yu Ming stared at Han Dong for a long time, then suddenly said, "He's not as good as you."
"Who is inferior to me?" Han Dong didn't understand.
Yu Ming said, "Li Shang."
"How do you know his name is Li Shang?"
"I overheard it when you were chatting that day."
Han Dong bared his teeth and smirked, "So you're also eavesdropping on the wall."
"I'm a light sleeper, and basically wake up whenever there is movement, so I often hear you talking in my sleep."
"You still heard me talking in my sleep? What have I said?"
Yu Ming thought for a while and said, "One night I heard you say, 'Wang, don't come over', and you yelled several times, in a very anxious tone. I thought you were practicing your lines."
Han Dong was ashamed immediately, do you want to get into the drama like this
"You also said...'Li Shang, your grandson'!"
Han Dong didn't feel embarrassed by these words, and snorted coldly, "He is the grandson."
"Then he is developing so well now, don't you feel unbalanced?"
"Why should I be unbalanced?" Han Dong had a completely indifferent expression, "Everyone has his own ambition, and I don't like to reach the sky in one step."
Yu Ming found it hard to understand, "Why?"
"Look, every actor has to go through the process of group performance, group special, follow-up group, special appointment, role, supporting role, protagonist, and star. In the five years I have been a group performance, even a single line will be very important. A sense of accomplishment. As a result, how many levels did I jump from the supporting role to the supporting role? How much pleasure did I lose? Now there are only two levels left from the supporting role to the star. What's the point?"
Yu Ming disagreed, "Maybe there can be continuous orgasms at the apex?"
"Don't even think about it, people won't be happy for the same reason twice."
It makes sense when Yu Ming thinks about it.
Han Dong added: "Anyone who wants to reach the sky in one step is because they are not sure whether they can reach the sky, so they seize the opportunity to climb up hard. I am different. I knew early on that I would reach the sky , why not enjoy the process of climbing step by step?"
"I also hope to enjoy the feeling of gaining a little bit slowly like you." Yu Ming said.
Han Dong patted him on the shoulder, "What's so difficult about it? There are three ghosts in the movie, and I'll scare one away. Wouldn't it be over if you come over?"
"It's a good idea." Yu Ming said.
Han Dong was originally joking, but Yu Ming nodded unexpectedly, and immediately showed an overjoyed expression, "Hey, you're not bored at home anymore? Are you finally planning to go out and meet someone?"
After being squeezed by Han Dong, Yu Ming's face turned cold again, "I'm just joking, look at your skinny face. As long as I can speak up, I will definitely recommend you. Don't worry, buddy I will never lie to you."
After returning to his room, Han Dong carefully looked up Director Lu's information, and watched his films, one of which he liked quite a bit, and it took him until midnight.
Turning off the computer, Han Dong didn't go to sleep immediately, but knocked on the door of Yu Ming's room with his eyes closed.
It took a long time before Yu Ming dragged his sleepy body over to open the door.
"what?"
Han Dong asked in a daze: "Is my wood in your room?"
Seeing Han Dong's state, Yu Ming really thought he was sleepwalking, so he replied, "Isn't it with you? Impossible, I have to go in and take a look."
"If you say you're not here, you're not here. You go, I'm going to bed..." Yu Ming looked serious.
Han Dongmeng opened his eyes and laughed, "Hahaha... I'm here to test you!"
"roll!"
With a bang, the door closed in front of Han Dong.
Before dawn the next morning, Han Dong was woken up by a phone call.
"Brother Han, it's time to get up, I'll pick you up downstairs in half an hour." It was a sweet female voice.
Han Dong woke up immediately, "You are?"
"I'm your assistant. I officially take office today. If there are any deficiencies, I hope Brother Han will be more tolerant."
"Of course of course..."
As soon as she heard this voice, she was a big beautiful girl, can you not tolerate it? Han Dong regained his energy in an instant, jumped up from the bed like a carp, and went downstairs excitedly after washing up.
In the end, the person standing at the door of the unit was actually Shen Chuhua.
"Why are you here?" Han Dong looked around desperately.
Shen Chuhua's sweet voice came again, "Didn't I call you just now?"
Han Dong's expression was as if he had eaten shit.
"I have done my best to you, please let me live, please?"
Shen Chuhua said to Han Dong resolutely: "Brother Han, many people who meet me say that I am hardworking, pragmatic, and smart. I heard that you can also read physiognomy. I think you should take a look at me before making a decision."
Han Dong does know how to read, but he has to be able to read it!
Suppressing the discomfort and glancing at Shen Chuhua, Han Dong instantly had the urge to cut his wrists and commit suicide, because this woman not only has the face of a "prosperous star", but also the noble person he loves!
I could only grit my teeth and stomp my feet, "Okay, let's go!"
Before Han Dong got there, Feng Jun greeted Director Lu first, told him about Han Dong's basic situation, and said, "Boss Wang means that he hopes that he can not only practice his acting skills here, but also put his body to good use." The faults have been corrected."
Director Lu patted Feng Jun on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, this film is very positive and will not infiltrate any ghost thoughts."
Feng Jun nodded again and again, "Yes, I hope you can also let him establish this kind of consciousness."
"Okay, when will he arrive?"
Feng Jun looked at his watch, "It should be soon, then I won't bother you to shoot."
"Okay, let's have a drink or two when we have time."
Before Feng Jun got into the car, he said to Director Lu, "Please worry about it."
"What are you talking about, Manager Feng? I still have to thank you for sending me a good actor."
As soon as Feng Jun left, Director Lu immediately changed his face. Grandma, even you will be sweet, what good things can you bring me
When Han Dong arrived on the set, the crew hadn't started work yet. Director Lu happened to go to the bathroom, and Han Dong was greeted by a senior prop master. The two chatted briefly, and seeing that Director Lu hadn't returned yet, the prop master led Han Dong to his studio.
As soon as Han Dong entered, there was a sense of blood rushing towards him. On the display racks were a series of silicone prostheses such as "heads", "broken arms", and "corpse". When some scenes are not suitable for live action, these prosthetics should be used instead.
"It's fun." Han Dong picked up a beautiful woman's head and fiddled with it. He felt the urge to send it to his crotch when he fiddled with it. Fortunately, the prop master's words diverted his attention.
"Fun? This thing is also infiltrating. At night, I would feel guilty coming in by myself."
Han Dong couldn't help but sigh, "How much work did you spend on the things in this room?"
"Then what can we do? The current audience is heavy on taste."
Just as he was talking, a sweet call came from outside, "Brother Han, Director Lu is here."
The prop master's bones were brittle, and he patted Han Dong on the shoulder and said, "You're so lucky, buddy."
Han Dong smiled so uncomfortable.
Because he had seen Director Lu's interview beforehand, and Han Dong's own ability to read pictures, he knew that Director Lu was a casual and carefree person, and being too cautious would cause a sense of distance, so he went up to Director Lu without hesitation. Embrace.
"Director Lu, I adore you."
Originally, Director Lu was already mentally prepared to meet the villain, but when he saw Han Dong, he felt quite acquainted and had a good temper with him.
"I heard you can tell fortunes!" Director Lu teased.
Han Dong had no scruples, and readily admitted, "Looking at the face, fortune-telling, character testing, divination, naming...you choose."
Director Lu laughed loudly, "Then can you do it?"
"This, I can try." Han Dong said.
Director Lu immediately put away his smile, pulled Han Dong aside and whispered, "I'm not joking with you."
Han Dong said, "I'm not joking either."
Director Lu felt relieved this time, sighed and said: "We all know the way to make horror movies. This kind of movie is 'too dark', and the crew will do a ritual before shooting. Either burn incense or invite a Living Buddha Blessing. But you also understand Mr. Wang's situation, I dare not, I didn't do it before, and now I have been uneasy in my heart, and I feel that my life is short."
"Don't worry, it's all on me. As for Wang Zhongding..." Han Dongbiao showed a manly air, "Don't get used to his stinking problems!"
Director Lu seemed to have found a bosom friend, and instantly became a chatterbox, "As creators, we are already aggrieved by the current review system. Sometimes I think, let's shoot it first, and I will watch it by myself at the end of the day. When I meet an investor like Mr. Wang, I dare not even take pictures."
"Wang Zhongding is a dead-brained, prudish man!"
The two chatted and returned to the set.
Because Han Dong was new here and unfamiliar with the script, Director Lu didn't let him get started directly, but watched and learned from the sidelines.
When shooting one of the scenes, an actress was repeatedly NG because she couldn’t control her blinking. Blinking is a taboo when shooting ghost movies, because once the actor blinks, the audience’s tension will disappear.
"Director, your requirements are too harsh. For such a long time, it is completely challenging the psychological limit, which is impossible for ordinary people." The actress complained.