Hearing Director Gao's words, the crew of the photography team opened the folder again and called out the last scene taken by Meng Fu.

"It's this camera," Director Gao pointed to the camera that specializes in shooting close-up photos of the chandelier, "pull backwards."

Although the staff didn't know what Director Gao was doing, they also delayed the progress.

The screen happens to be the scene of a chandelier falling down.

The nylon rope on it was broken instantly, and the rubber bullet was not flowing too fast, so the high guide did not see clearly.

He pointed to this scene and said to the staff again: "Can you adjust it slowly? As slow as you can."

Although the staff didn't understand what Director Gao wanted to do, they did as well.

This clip will slow down by 100 times.

The crew's photography lenses are all in high-definition. Under this high-speed lens, it can be processed even if it slows down by 1000 times.

Director Gao watched the video motionlessly.

Under the camera that slows down by 100 times, although the rubber bullet can't be seen clearly, the movement trajectory of the rubber bullet can be seen. From this angle of the camera, you can see the rubber bullet flying directly towards the rope of the chandelier.

Collision with nylon rope of chandelier.

Under the camera that slows down by 100 times, you can even see the nylon rope slowly bent into a curve and finally broken by a rubber bullet.

After the lamp swayed left and right twice, the rope broke and the crystal lamp slowly fell.

The lethality of rubber bullets is not as great as ordinary bullets, but it also has lethality within a range of 100 meters, so when Meng Fu was photographing these, Director Gao specially instructed her to drive towards the sky.

The staff was wondering why Director Gao suddenly asked her to adjust the camera. When he saw this scene, he opened his mouth wide, "Director Gao, this...this..."

This is really a sharpshooter of the special forces, right?!

As the crystal lamp just fell, all the staff who shot the camera did not doubt how the lamp fell.

Now the high-level director slows down a hundred times. The scene of rubber bullets breaking through the nylon rope makes the staff swear.

"I just knew..." Director Gao looked at this scene and took a deep breath, his eyebrows pounding.

He felt something was wrong when he heard the prop group talk.

Of course, during the process of coming, he also thought about something unexpected, but when he saw the rubber bullet flying from Meng Fu hit the rope, Gao Guidance's hand still couldn't help trembling.

"Manager Gao, are you looking for a special forces member?" The staff photographed Meng Fu, so naturally he knew that Meng Fu's shooting process was when she flipped down from the second floor.

Not to mention how thin the light rope is, just Meng Fu jumps down and shoots, which is really a bit of a special training.

If this situation occurs in movies or in special training occasions, most people can still accept it.

But it really appears in the eyes of ordinary people like the staff of the High Commissioner, and this shock is beyond words.

Director Gao sat on the chair that the staff gave out, looked at the camera again, and finally took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself.

He bit his cigarette and took a few puffs before he regained his mind: "This scene is preserved, and our program team has saved even the special effects."

"I know." The staff also looked at the camera. If the show was not still filming the confidential period, he would have wanted to steal this part of the video and upload it online.

On the computer, the scene of rubber bullets passing through the rope was played again.

Director Gao said "hiss" and couldn't help but be curious about Meng Fu. He had such good kung fu and even shooting so accurately. Has she received special training before?

Director Gao didn't believe that Meng Fu practiced the shooting skills that he only participated in the shooting club.

If any club can practice like this, then don’t mess around with those special training camps.

He stayed in the studio for half an hour, and when he went back, he called the staff: "Does Meng Fu still have any original information? Give me one."

**

at the same time.

T-city Yujia.

Yu Zhenling and others came back from the Tong family after dinner, and it was almost half past ten.

Jiang Xinran also goes back to Jiang’s house today and sits on the sofa downstairs of the house.

"What did Mrs. Tong tell you just now?" Yu Yong put down the key and looked at Yu Zhenling.

Yu Zhenling shook her head, she poured herself a cup of tea, paused, and then lowered her eyes, "Madam Tong asked me if Meng Fu would make incense."

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Xinran, who was talking and laughing with Yu Yong, suddenly paused his hand.

She turned to Yu Zhenling.

Fragrance is something that ordinary people cannot access.

Jiang Xinran only learned about this after Tong Eryu went to the capital.

Yu Zhenling was also a little absent-minded. She had Meng Fu's information. In the information, there was not even a single person who could stir fragrance in Wanmin Village. How could she have these things?

Although Mrs. Tong seemed to say it inadvertently, Yu Zhenling always remembered it in her heart.

A scheming person like Mrs. Tong should not just ask a question casually.

Especially Yu Zhenling has also known about the Jiang family these two days.

She was holding her cell phone, and there was Meng Fu's phone number on it, but Meng Fu had already blocked her number. Yu Zhenling thought about it, walked to the landline at Yu's home, and dialed Meng Fu with the landline.

The phone rang and Yu Zhenling's heartbeat suddenly became a little faster.

After two calls, the phone was answered. It was not Meng Fu's voice, but her agent.

Yu Zhenling calmed down, "I am Meng Fu's mother. Can she answer the phone?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Fan frowned when she heard Meng Fu's mother. She naturally remembered Meng Fu, a mother who was not very popular, "Wait."

She looked at the bathroom.

Meng Fu just came out of the bathroom while wiping his hair.

Zhao Fan handed the phone directly to Meng Fu.

Meng Fu didn't see who it was, put the phone in his ear with one hand and continued to wipe his hair with the other: "Hey?"

Hearing Meng Fu's cold voice, Yu Zhenling came to her senses. She paused and said, "Fu'er, I'm a mother. Tell me honestly, you...you can make perfume, right?"

Beside Yu Zhenling, Jiang Xinran paused with the cup.
Chapter completed!