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Chapter 195 Old Dream

 It was pretty much what Qin Jue had expected. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when the filming of this scene was completed. Looking at the faces of the crew, there was a line written vaguely on their faces:

I'm tired, but what can I do if I get the benefit, so I have to forgive him.

Sun Guangshan was also exhausted. Although Qin Jue had planned ahead, he still subconsciously thought that today's scene would be very easy to shoot. After all, all Qin Jue had to do was to stand with the mask on and listen to Tang Nuo's "pop"

After running over, he shouted "Master!", then turned his head, reached out to take off the mask, revealing his whole face, and finally stayed on the close-up of the face for a few seconds, and the shooting was over.

According to past experience, this kind of "stand-up performance" is the most popular among traffic actors. Executive directors like Sun Guangshan also like it because it is effortless to shoot. If the preparation time of each department of the crew and the repeated hiring of actors are combined,

Excluding time away from the recliner, it only takes a maximum of two hours from the start to the end.

However, I didn't expect to put it here with Qin Jue, and the content of less than half a minute was filmed over and over again for a whole day.

Even more outrageous than Tang Nuo at that time!

At least the little ancestor was filming a fighting scene, but Qin Jue's behavior was confusing. Many people couldn't help but think while accompanying him in the filming process, something as illusory as the "eye scene" is really just that.

Is it difficult to shoot like this?

Finally, Qin Jue raised his head from the monitor and nodded:

"Thanks everyone, I think it's OK."

A large number of sighs, either deliberately suppressed or undisguised, immediately sounded around. Sun Guangshan, who claimed to "accompany the prince to study", was also relieved. He controlled not to show an obvious look of relief and raised the loudspeaker to announce that work was over for the day.
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Qin Jue once again asked Zhang Ming to distribute things to everyone. Calculated, this was the third time today. The welfare allowance was as fixed as three meals. Such treatment actually made those staff who just thought "finally liberated"

We are a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's okay, Teacher Qin keeps improving!"

The lighting assistant Zheng Xin and the young props master are honest people who find it difficult to get money, especially the former. After a day of hard work, Qin Jue in his eyes automatically puts a layer of filter on him. No need for this actor teacher to say anything.

He feels that it is his honor to be able to participate in such serious and rigorous filming work.

The lighting engineer who led him saw it clearly and rolled his eyes in anger.

Do you know what a scab is? You young people always like to rely on your ideals and ambitions to devote yourself to work with passion and no reward. Qin Jue is special. He is really acting and is willing to put in effort into acting.

If it had been anyone else who spent money, you would have been confused by PUA!

The lighting engineer slapped Zheng Xin angrily and said vaguely: "That Teacher Qin... cherish it, you know?"

"I know!" Zheng Xin nodded happily, "I don't usually see such serious and dedicated actors. I will definitely experience and learn more!"

"You know what the heck!" The lighting engineer saw at a glance that Zheng Xin had gone wrong. What he said was that he should cherish a boss like Qin Jue who would be considerate to the workers, and he could get more benefits by following her.

Shaking his head, the lighting engineer ignored the silly Zheng Xin and continued to organize things, finishing work early and resting early.

While he was working, a pair of feet suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him. When he looked up, he saw it was Qin Jue.

"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Wei." Qin Jue had an apologetic smile on his face and reached out to the lighting engineer.

"Ah? Ahem, it's okay, it should be." The lighting engineer was a little flattered and quickly shook her hand.

"If you want to make good pictures, you can't do it without the big guys like you behind the scenes."

Qin Jue's attitude was sincere and humble, "The drama "Heart Shadow Link" has caught up with the 211 and was shot in a hurry. I have to ask you to pay more attention to this aspect. It is really troublesome."

The lighting engineer suddenly felt embarrassed: "It's my job, my job..."

He chuckled and responded, but he didn't want Qin Jue to step back half a step and bow to him solemnly.

The lighting engineer suddenly trembled in shock:

"Hey! Teacher Qin can't--"

Before he finished saying the word "de", Qin Jue smiled naturally and waved his hand: "You are busy now. I won't disturb you. See you tomorrow."

Then he turned around and walked to the next person.

"..." The lighting engineer fell silent, and the work at hand did not stop due to muscle memory, but a storm surged uncontrollably in his mind.

How to say it.

Qin Jue gave too much.

This much does not only refer to the material benefits of red envelopes and food and drink, but also the respect and recognition of attitude.

In fact, migrant workers who have been in society for many years rarely achieve the latter.

Everyone has gradually adapted to the law of superficial respect. An analogy must be used: at the wine table, I know you are unwilling, but because my status is higher or you want something from me, even if you are not happy, you can still do it.

You have to put on a smile and pretend to be a grandson in front of me.

The lighting engineer used to be the one who pretended to be the grandson of others, but now as time goes by and he becomes more senior, he can sometimes watch others pretend to be his grandson.

He felt that he had adapted well, and in fact it was true, until Qin Jue's bow just now shocked him violently, and he suddenly realized that he had been immersed in this "hypocritical respect" for too long.

After all, is pretending respect respect?

In essence, it is just bullying others with power, using money, power and status to suppress, exploiting the top from the bottom, and insulting the personality.

The lighting engineer is the "relative superior" of some people and the "relative subordinate" of some people.

But what about Qin Jue? According to the common classification method, a glamorous actress like her is an absolute superior in Group B of this online drama.

The result is that the superior, an ordinary lighting engineer, bowed and thanked him, solemnly saying "I'm sorry".

...What are you picturing?

Is it to win people's hearts? The lighting engineer couldn't help but want to laugh. How can a small character like him be worth buying?

So the answer is very simple and simple, just like what Qin Jue said openly:

"I want to take good pictures."

I want to film well and make a good film, so I sincerely treat every member who participates in the creation and hope that everyone can work together.

The lighting engineer squatted in front of the packed equipment and was stunned for a few minutes. Then he let out a loud "tsk" and stood up with his things.

Regardless, if you want to make changes on your own and make selfless sacrifices like Zheng Xin, an old fried dough stick like him who has been marinated in taste will definitely not be able to do it.

But if it is Qin Jue...

He is willing to help such actors to film their scenes carefully.

The lighting engineer made an important decision in his mind. When he looked up, he found that the expressions of his colleagues in other departments not far away were the same as his just now, a little stunned and in a trance.

Then he noticed that the camera director was scratching his neck, not knowing what he was looking at, and he subconsciously looked back.

Nothing.

There is only an empty performance area.

Not far away there is a bit of unfinished lime marking line left, and closer to the ground there are gray marks left by the little mazaar where the executive director and camera director were sitting.

Very ordinary, nothing interesting.

But this is what their behind-the-scenes workers see every morning and night.

It symbolizes the beginning of a day's work and also witnesses the end of a day's work.

The lighting engineer stared blankly and suddenly realized:

"Ah, it turns out that the play was filmed in a place like this."

These were the thoughts he had before entering the industry and when he first entered the industry.

Adjust the lights once, "Action" again, the camera is turned on and off, turned off and on again, a drama just comes from scratch, appears bit by bit, and is completed until it is complete.

So interesting, so magical, so fun.

The lighting engineer heard the camera director talking to himself.

He muttered: "What was the name of the first movie I filmed back then?"

Even though he knew he was not being asked, the lighting engineer was still stunned by the question.

What was the name of the film and television production for which he was first named to be the director and was so excited that he stayed awake for two nights?

Oops, I can’t remember.

The lighting engineer felt confused for a while, and felt a little guilty, like his grown-up self who accidentally threw away his favorite childhood toy when cleaning out the trash. After realizing it, he couldn't help but feel guilty for the carefree child he was.

Speaking of which, it's been a long time since he checked the ending subtitles carefully.

His name is clearly there.

A subtle "crash" sound was heard, and the lighting engineer came to his senses. It turned out that the lamp he was carrying had a slight collision.

"Ouch..."

The lighting engineer hurriedly stabilized his arm. These gadgets are very expensive, and filming depends on them.

As he thought this, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hey~ old guys!"

The lighting engineer sighed with a smile, no longer thinking about the past, and carefully moved the lighting equipment from a portable hand to a hug, protecting them towards the exit.

Perhaps he had figured something out, and his steps today were much brisker than before.

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