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Chapter 418 Shooting of "I'm Not the God of Medicine" begins!
On October [-]st, the crew of "I'm Not the God of Medicine" officially started filming!
At seven o'clock in the morning, Gongnanbei, Wang Wangjiao, and Yan Tao took the lead in worshiping the sky and offering sacrifices to the gods!
After that, everything started to go on the right track, and the makeup artist from Fengtian followed Xue Mei to put on makeup for several people.

The extras who had lines memorized their lines, and those who didn't just squatted aside and chatted.

Gong Nanbei didn't use anyone's make-up, and his advanced make-up skills are still better than these people.

Within ten minutes, the handsome young man disappeared, and what appeared in front of everyone was an old man full of vicissitudes. From his clothes, hairstyle, and eyes, four words were revealed, life is not easy!

After Gong Nanbei put on her makeup, she moved her body a bit, gave way to the dressing room, and started to prepare for filming.

What I'm going to shoot today are all scattered scenes. To put it simply, it's about explaining the relationship between the characters.

Today I will be filming nursing homes, hospitals, ex-wife bringing a lawyer, and taking my son to take a bath.

If there is enough time, some shots of the police station will also be shot.

Wang Wangjiao is contacting the port of Shanghai to make an appointment.

The prototype of this play is in Shanghai, but Director Xu in the parallel world chose Nanjing, while Gong Nanbei chose Hengdian.

The reason for choosing Hengdian is simple and convenient!

Now Nanbei Studio still has a certain amount of energy in Hengdian, whether it is a venue or actors, etc., it is more convenient!

Gong Nanbei stood at the door after putting on his makeup, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

He doesn't smoke, but Cheng Yong almost never leaves his cigarette in the play, so Gong Nanbei also has to learn to smoke.

He stood at the door, trying to light a cigarette, but almost choking himself to death.

He coughed for a long time, and the people on the side watched and suppressed their laughter.

Wang Wangjiao didn't have these burdens, and laughed wantonly: "Hahahaha, if you don't know how to smoke, you can learn from others! Hahahaha!"

Gong Nanbei casually threw the cigarette he had just lit and said, "The characters need it, there's no way to do it."

Ten minutes later, after everyone has finished their makeup, the photographer and others are all ready.

Yan Tao sat on the director's chair, moved his body left and right, patted the armrest lightly, and smiled at Wang Haoxuan beside him: "It's been a long time since I directed a play, I really miss it!"

Wang Haoxuan held the clipboard and sat on a ponytail, just under Yan Tao's hands.

After hearing Yan Tao's words, he smiled and said, "Brother Yan, you said that if the boss really becomes the best actor this time, will you also win the best director award?"

"Hahahaha, of course it's good!"

Yan Tao looked at the screen in front of him and smiled, "You may not believe what the boss said last night, but I believe it!"

Wang Haoxuan moved his butt, changed a comfortable posture and said, "I believe it too! When I saw the movie "Who Am I", the boss told me that he is an alien, and I also believed it!"

"Come! All departments prepare!"

"Lights ready!"

"Radio ready!"

"Photography ready!"

"Props and make-up are ready!"

"Actors are ready!"

"Okay! The first scene of "I'm Not the God of Medicine" is the first time! God Ike!"

Following Yan Tao's order, the camera slowly advances to the store.

There are some revealing posters on the shelves in the store, and there are bottles of Indian god oil on the counter.

Gong Nanbei's figure was inside the counter, he couldn't see clearly, he could only see the legs protruding from the shelf, and the puffs of smoke behind the computer.

The camera moved forward, and Gong Nanbei's image gradually became clear. He was crossing his legs on the shelf, with an old-fashioned computer in front of him, playing Spider Solitaire.

"Old Cheng! Old Cheng! The landlord called me. I said the store is closed and you're not home!"

A slightly old voice sounded, and then the store door was pushed open, and a thin old man walked in wearing a beige coat.

After Gong Nanbei heard the voice, he moved his head out from behind the computer. After hearing the old man's words, he put his palms together and bowed to express his gratitude.

Seeing his appearance, the old man couldn't help but sighed and said, "I tell you, just pay the rent as it should be."

"It's worth the money. You can't sell this shit. By the way, I asked you to put it on your container, did you put it?"

"Show it! No one asked! People now use Brother W! I tried your thing, it didn't work"

After the old man finished speaking, he turned and left bitterly, Gong Nanbei looked a little disdainful, and said in a low voice: "It's because you are not good at it, blame yourself."

The Modu dialect that Gong Nanbei speaks is not pure, it belongs to that kind of Modu Mandarin, you can understand it, but it still has a bit of a Modu flavor.

"Okay! Card! The first act is over! Change the venue!"

Yan Tao's voice sounded behind the camera, Gong Nanbei got up and coughed twice, just started to learn to smoke, even though he didn't inhale into his lungs, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Wang Haoxuan walked over with great insight and handed him a bottle of water, and Gong Nanbei felt better after rinsing his mouth.

Seeing this, Wang Wangjiao couldn't help thinking about finding another life assistant for Gong Nanbei.

Wang Haoxuan is now either a director or a scene recorder, and Gong Nanbei still has the idea of ​​cultivating him. If Gong Nanbei goes to film in the future, it will undoubtedly be a lot of work without an assistant around him.

But in today's society, it is not easy to find a trustworthy assistant.

Gong Nanbei didn't know these thoughts, after rinsing his mouth, he followed the photographer into the hotel beside him.

In this hotel, the old man who plays Cheng Yong's father and the little nanny are there.

This is the place where the nursing home is temporarily used, and the concentration of the scene also saves the old people from running around.

"The first time in the second shot of "I'm Not the God of Medicine"! God Ike!"

As Wang Haoxuan played the board, Gong Nanbei walked in from outside the door, took over the work of the nurse, and began to feed Cheng's father.

"I tell you! My grandson can't go anywhere!"

"I know, I know, let's eat"

Gong Nanbei's tone was a little impatient, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Yan Tao stared at the monitor behind the camera, held the walkie-talkie in one hand and said, "Simple! You move forward and take a close-up of the boss's face!"

"Jian Shuang! You change the angle, and then change the angle! Yes, turn a little bit to the left, keep it, and pull the camera back!"

Yan Tao has already entered the state of directing, his blinking frequency has become very low, and he has been watching the monitor, not letting go of any wonderful shots.

Gong Nanbei was still feeding Cheng's father, but Cheng's father made a scissors hand.

"what?"

"cigarette!"

"What about the meal, what cigarettes do you want? Hurry up and eat this meal!"

"cigarette!"

"Eat first! Open your mouth!"

In the end, Cheng's father was persuaded by Gong Nanbei and chose to open his mouth to eat.

After Gong Nanbei finished feeding the old man, Yan Tao yelled Ka again, perfect, next one!
Gong Nanbei adjusted his state and followed the cameras to the next shooting location.

(End of this chapter)