louisehourcade Chapter 117 Firefly, Failed to Capture
Chapter 117 Firefly, Failed to Capture
Chapter 117 Firefly, Failed to Capture
In fact, Yu Xue didn't talk much except for asking Feng Cheng how he and Teacher Ji were learning in the past few days, and Teacher Ji was the link between the two of them.
Today I also mentioned it by accident when I was talking about Feng Cheng's vocal music learning progress.
Feng Cheng typed with the nine keys, "Go back to the hotel first, and then shoot at night."
After the news was sent out, Feng Cheng glanced at Xiao Zhou, saw her nonchalantly playing with her mobile phone, and said secretly that she was a fake fan.
Yu Xue quickly responded to the message.
"Don't you want to shoot Daoxiang? Why do you have to take photos of Daoxiang at night? Evening Laixiang?"
God tm Ye Laixiang, Feng Cheng smiled, this smile was instantly caught by Xiao Zhou's slanted eyes.
"What tuberose? I want to shoot the scene of fireflies at night."
"Is it the one from the last music festival?"
"It's about the same. Maybe I will be more careful in the shooting this time."
"Wow! Is it a real firefly?"
"It should be. They caught it, and they will release it when it's done. But if the shooting effect is not good, special effects should still be used."
"Actually, I think it was not the fireflies but the light sticks that shocked me at the time."
Feng Cheng instantly recalled the scene at that time, yes, at that time, he could not see the big screen full of fireflies behind him, and all he could see were the light sticks held by the audience.
Suddenly he had an idea in his mind, who said that there must be real fireflies?
But because it has been discussed before, it is not convenient to raise it now.So he didn't say anything until the night when he went to shoot.
When Feng Cheng and the others arrived at the scene, the staff told them with an apologetic face that it was too difficult to catch fireflies during the day, and it was too late to catch fireflies now, so they had to add special effects at that time.
The entire filming team showed a state of frustration. Indeed, it is too difficult to shoot with fireflies.
"Let's go, go make up." Sister Wang also shook her head at this moment, and said to Feng Cheng.
"Wait, Miss Wang." Feng Cheng waved his hands at this moment, then coughed, and raised his voice and said to everyone: "I have another idea."
An hour later, a car slowly parked beside the shed, followed by a tractor.
Two staff members wearing hats took out two bundles of long cylindrical objects from the car, and the director went over excitedly and said, "It's actually for sale."
One of them wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Fortunately, there is a square not far away, and there are toys for children on the side of the road. We collected them all, and they are all here."
The director pulled out one of the light sticks.
"It should work." Another person asked cautiously.
The director said happily: "It can be used, it can be used, and it can change color."
Feng Cheng also came out of the shed, and the director saw him pointing at the pile of fluorescent sticks.
He went to pick one up, pressed the button a few times, and a bright orange light appeared.A smile appeared on his face, "This is fine."
"Okay, then let's start work." The director opened his hands, "Come on, let's move."
Immediately, figures in the quiet rice field began to pass through non-stop.
The person who got out of the car just now said to the director, "Director, I just found these people, they are all local villagers."
The director looked over and saw that five or six villagers on the tractor had already got off the vehicle, so he hurried over to them and said, "I'm sorry, fellow villagers."
The presence of those few people showed that they were warm-hearted. Facing the director's politeness, they just smiled, and the tractor was driven by one of the villagers.
However, when the director returned to the middle of the work area, his brows were still getting more and more wrinkled, and he said to the person next to him: "Is that all there are? It doesn't feel like enough."
The man said with a bitter face: "I can't help it, director, just these few people were invited by us."
"Then what to do, when the time comes, you will also take two light sticks in."
The man smiled, "No problem, you can take three, and I can still have one in my mouth."
The director also smiled, "San Dao Liu, hehe, let's go."
The three of Feng Cheng who were not far away also heard the movement here. Sister Wang took a look at Feng Cheng, then walked up to the director, "If you don't mind my size, I can take two."
The director repeatedly smiled and said: "Sister Wang, what are you talking about, how big is your body? This is at most called a little fat, the body that men like most."
"Really?" Sister Wang couldn't help showing a smile on her face, and looked at the slightly plump flesh on her hand, which was fair and fluffy, and seemed pretty good-looking too.
"Then why not? It is."
When Sister Wang was happy, she pulled Xiao Zhou over, "This girl can also take two."
The eyes of the two focused on Xiao Zhou's face. Xiao Zhou was slightly stunned for a moment, then quickly stood at attention and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I can also do three swords."
The three laughed together, at this time Feng Cheng also came over: "I'm sorry to trouble everyone."
The director waved his hand and said: "No trouble, no trouble, it's because we didn't do our job well, and at that time, except me and the photographer, everyone else will hold fireflies for you, bah, light sticks, plus those fellow villagers, Should be enough, right?"
"Enough is enough."
When Feng Cheng watched everyone take the initiative to get the light sticks after doing their jobs, a warm current flowed slowly in his heart.Those fellow villagers also had simple smiles on their faces, and they took this novelty and let them play with it without fear of breaking it.
In fact, although I have never seen such a thing, I have everything I should have at home. Some people at the scene are not as expensive as the mobile phone in the pocket of the fellow.
It's just that the simplicity of the farmers keeps them from getting in touch with these fancy things.
Listening to the director's order, everyone squatted in the rice field, holding the light sticks in the air with both hands.
There is no need to worry about causing damage to the paddy field. The owner of this paddy field has already obtained permission before, and the money given is enough to make up for his loss.And everyone was extra careful, trying not to step on it.
Everyone squatted in the field, unable to see each other. It was dark and squatting, at most they could only see the heads of the people in front of them.
At this time, everyone was attracted to a place, and a fluorescent stick with a green light was waving back and forth in the air.
An extremely loud voice suddenly sounded in the silence, "Which unlucky boy is this, how can he be green when he is a firefly?"
The green light that had been shaken out of the afterimage in the sky suddenly stopped, and then kept rising.
Amidst the burst of laughter, an angry voice came, "Wang Gang, do you want to die!"
As he spoke, he saw the green light rushing towards an orange light, and the rice field was filled with laughter, Feng Cheng also laughed, but he heard a monkey cry.
The two of them had their sense of proportion, and the person holding the green light didn't really go over, but the air was already full of joy.
The director also couldn't help but smile and said: "Qiangzi, turn the fluorescent stick to orange light."
Although everyone couldn't see each other clearly, in the darkness, reflecting the light of fluorescent sticks, they all laughed at the same time when they looked at each other.
Only Xiao Zhou felt the sore arm raised, and thought why it hadn't started yet, the orange light was like the color of orange juice.
I really want to drink orange juice.
(End of this chapter)