After learning that there was trouble in the hospital, Shao Shuaijun thought something bad was going to happen, and sure enough, in the afternoon, several assistants' phones kept ringing, and they were all calls from several investors. Shao Shuaijun's cell phone may have been lost during the fight.
I couldn't find it and the other party couldn't get through, so I called the assistant's mobile phone.
Shao Shuaijun picked up two and became impatient, asking what happened.
"If another call comes, just tell me what I just said and don't notify me!"
After handing over his assistant, Shao Shuaijun went directly to the dressing room. The afternoon scenes were filmed as usual. The actors were all applying makeup in the dressing room. When they saw Shao Shuaijun walking in, they were all busy saying hello.
"Director, is your head okay?" Zhao Wei put on makeup and looked charming and generous, like a good wife.
"I'm fine. Do you all know what happened this morning?"
"Yes, I heard about it as soon as we arrived at the set. We were going to visit you, the director, but Director Qian said no, so we didn't go. Are you really okay, director? I feel like you don't look good," Zhou Xun said.
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Shao Shuaijun forced a smile: "A crew member looked up but couldn't see what he saw when he looked down. What's there to look at? Now I either see it. There's a small crack on my head, and I don't even need a stitch to sew it. I don't look good, that's why I'm angry.
This matter will probably be known to reporters, but please don’t spread it randomly, the publicity and marketing department will handle it."
After looking at the emotions of the actors, they all seemed normal, and Shao Shuaijun felt relieved.
The place at Xiaodongmen has not yet been cleaned up, so the location for the afternoon scene was changed to filming a meal scene in the Duwei Mansion. Shao Shuaijun just ate some bread at noon, and as soon as the filming was over, he greeted everyone and cleared the food on the table.
After eating a few bites, the assistant came over again with the phone.
"What's going on? Didn't I let you handle it?"
"Director, it's your dad calling."
"My dad?" Shao Shuaijun answered the phone and immediately heard his father's voice, "Dad, why did you call me?"
"I just watched the news and heard that there was a fight on the crew of your "Painted Skin". How did it happen? Is there any big problem?"
"No, it's just a little friction."
"That's good. I saw something very exaggerated on TV. They said someone was seriously injured and went to the hospital. You should be careful when making movies and don't cause conflicts easily. There are people from all walks of life in society, and they can do anything.
It's better not to offend if you can, you know."
"Well, I understand. Dad, are you okay at home?"
"It's all good. Your mother is going to play mahjong. I'm going to play table tennis with some teachers soon. If there's nothing else, just leave it at that."
After hanging up the phone, Shao Shuaijun breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the reporters didn't know the specifics of what happened. They just knew that it was a fight. If it was handled properly, it should be resolved. This kind of gossip about the crew is happening every moment.
, the audience saw the excitement and passed by.
In the evening, Shao Shuaijun and the director team went to the hospital. Anyway, they had to come and visit the injured people. There were still many reporters blocking the front door of the hospital. Shao Shuaijun slipped in through the back door and saw two seriously injured people in the ward. Both of them were seriously injured.
One of the martial artists from Hong Kong had his legs and ribs broken, and another had a hole in his head.
It's not life-threatening, but the injuries are serious.
"Have you communicated with your family yet?"
Qi Naizhen is a producer from Hong Kong. She is in her thirties. Her husband is the deputy manager of Universal Films. She nodded: "Director Qian negotiated it personally. For the two people who were seriously injured, the crew will bear the medical expenses and each person will be compensated 200,000 yuan."
.The few who were slightly injured were sent away with three to five thousand."
"Tell them clearly that when you get the money, you have to be stricter with your mouth."
"kindness."
When we returned to the set, it was already midnight. Shao Shuaijun had no interest in watching the samples and went straight to bed. Today, he was not only physically tired, but also mentally tired. Speaking of which, he was also very aggrieved. Gao Linbao could just pat his butt and leave.
, and not only was his head broken, he was also responsible for dealing with the aftermath.
Everyone thinks that the director is very glamorous, but in fact, the director is more tired and works harder than anyone else on the crew.
A breath was stuck in my heart, and I felt uncomfortable no matter what.
If it is a scandal, Shao Shuaijun will ignore it and even make people hype it up. Fighting, especially if it involves bloodshed, will have a much worse impact. Not only will it not be hyped, but it will even be suspended.
The reputation of violence will affect the review and release of future movies.
"Damn it, I don't have soldiers, I will never allow anyone to go against me in the future! Kill every one I see!"
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The next morning, Shao Shuaijun sent someone to buy a newspaper and read it. He found that there were many reports about the fights in the "Painted Skin" crew, but there were no specific details or illustrations, just speculation. At noon, after finishing work, Shao Shuaijun was preparing to
When I went back to change the bandage, I saw Li Xiuxiu carrying her bag, entering the set, and went straight to Shao Shuaijun's room.
"Sister Xiuxiu, why are you here?" Shao Shuaijun exclaimed, the bandage was half untied, looking funny.
"It's not because of you." Li Xiuxiu glared at Shao Shuaijun and reached out to take the bandage. "Let me see how you are injured. Why are you so careless? How old are you? You are a director. Did you know that you are still fighting?
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"It's okay, I can just do it myself."
"Don't move! Why do you do it by yourself? Can you be careless about the wound on your head? Oh, how often do you change the bandage? It's all sweat and the wound has turned white!" Li Xiuxiu said with a distressed look on her face.
He picked up the cotton wool on the table and wiped Shao Shuaijun's wound, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't... hurt."
Shao Shuaijun swallowed hard, feeling nothing on his head, and his heart was in front of him. Li Xiuxiu held his head and wiped the wound, with her chest facing Shao Shuaijun's eyes. Today she wore a round-mouthed T-shirt, her body
Slightly arched, the neckline opens slightly, and the fair skin inside is looming.
This made Shao Shuaijun's mouth go dry and his eyes went straight.
Looking further down, under the short skirt, there is a pair of fair legs without stockings. The skin is delicate and smooth. Paired with high heels, they look particularly slender.
"If you touch it, it will feel great."
Shao Shuaijun forgot his previous troubles and depression, and became distracted and full of wild thoughts.
"Okay." Li Xiuxiu had already wrapped the new bandage. When she lowered her head, she saw Shao Shuaijun's squinting look. Pa, two red clouds rose up on her face, as if angry or angry, and she pinched Shao Shuaijun's hand with her little hand.
On the waist and eyes.
"Oh, it hurts!"
The beautiful fantasy was shattered. Shao Shuaijun bared his teeth and shouted in pain: "I said you can't be more ladylike and gentle. How can there be a woman like you who always attacks you personally!"
"To deal with perverts, you have to use ruthless tactics."
"I'll go. What I just did was a mental transfer method. The way you treated the wound was not gentle at all. In order to endure the pain, I just looked at it twice. You won't lose two pieces of flesh."
"Don't use shamelessness as an excuse, okay?" Li Xiuxiu put her hands on her hips, "Okay, don't talk nonsense, tell me what's going on."
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