The Salted Fish Invading the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 57
Wan Jing, who was dressed in a dirty flight attendant uniform, was holding a yellow coconut and smashed it fiercely towards the rock. After a few blows, the coconut was smashed into a gap;
Wan Jing opened her mouth to tease her, and when she was about to drink, Guo Tao came over and knocked off the coconut: "Do you want to die of dehydration?"

Wan Jing looked at Guo Tao with a flushed face, showing embarrassment and annoyance, with a hint of cowardice between her brows.

Guo Tao showed a hint of impatience: "Mature coconuts are rich in electrolytes. People with poor stomachs are prone to diarrhea after drinking it. On this deserted island where no water source has been found, diarrhea means that you will definitely die of dehydration." !"

After a pause, Guo Tao slowed down his tone: "Don't drink the water from the yellow coconut. If you want to drink it, drink the water from the green coconut. I'll beat you down."

After finishing speaking, Guo Tao walked towards a short coconut tree with tired steps, and climbed up in two or three steps.

Wan Jing stared blankly at the overturned coconut, and then at his back, with a look of bewilderment and helplessness on her face...

"CUT!"

"Do it again!" Yang Zhu sat lazily on the director's chair with his cheeks poked,
The corners of the assistant director's eyes twitched, you didn't even start the shot...

"CUT! Do it again!"

"CUT! Do it again!"

Five times in a row, until Wan Jing's arms, holding the coconut and hitting the rock, were obviously exhausted, Yang Zhu's eyes lit up:
"CUT! Makeup artist go up and make Wan Jing's mouth dry and cracked, don't wipe the sweat off her forehead!"

Then he opened the mirror slowly.

Looking at Wan Jing, who was slightly weak in the camera, but still gritted his teeth and smashed coconuts, and Guo Tao, who was obviously tired and out of breath, Mr. Yang showed a satisfied smile.

I thought to myself, this trick of King of Sunglasses is quite easy to use.

"CUT! This one is over!"

………………

A group of people sat together under the coconut tree in different postures, with a dozen green coconuts piled up in the middle;

Guo Tao said with a serious face: "The juice in the green coconut is far less than I imagined, each is only about 200ml, and in such a hot weather, we men have to drink at least 2800ml every day to avoid heatstroke. Women need at least 2300 ml."

"I looked around just now. There are only a dozen coconut trees nearby, and the green coconuts on them can support so many of us for three days at most."

"So... Everyone, get over it first, don't rush to rest, first look for a water source nearby, or a prop that can be used to collect water."

Qin Hailu sneered, as if to cover up the panic in his eyes: "This is a deserted place, can there be anything useful? And collect water!"

Then he looked at the others as if asking for help, "I think it's more reliable for everyone to go up the mountain to find water, don't you think so?"

Pan Yueming said absent-mindedly: "There must be bottles on the island, pick them up and hang them on the branches, and you can collect fresh water."

Seeing everyone looking at him in amazement, Pan Yueming explained with some self-deprecation: "Everywhere is human garbage, even this deserted island is no exception. Look carefully, there should be someone who screwed the lid on." Mineral water bottle, or something else.”

Xia Xiong showed hope on his honest face: "Success, I like it!"

"CUT!"

A group of leading actors trembled subconsciously. In the past two days, they have seen Yang Zhu's harshness. When they heard him call CUT, they felt like students waiting for the teacher to read their report card, and their hearts were full of anxiety.

But... this scene should be fine, right?
The smile on Yang Zhu's face was still very friendly: "Brother Guo, when you are speaking your lines, it would be better to do a few small movements of vigilantly looking around. After all, you just went ashore, and the character should not be so alert."

"Sister Hailu, when you persuaded everyone, your aura was a bit weak;"

"Well... you are a gold-collar executive. When you first came to the island, your self-confidence had not been shattered. At this time, you subconsciously wanted to compete for leadership. Therefore, your eyes and body language in this paragraph should show [ It’s just a superficial self-confidence].”

"As for Lao Pan, the overall performance is good; however, it would be better if there are more small movements in body language that can increase the [sense of isolation],"

"For example... take a coconut shell and play with it?"

"Finally, I would like to criticize Wan Jing and Sun Jian. You two don't have lines in this scene; so you're just in a daze?"

"I don't know how to design some body movements according to their respective character characteristics?"

"Put out your confusion and sloppy attitude!"

"above!"

"Prepare for 5 minutes, do it all over again!"

Sun Jian wanted to cry, why is it so difficult to act?

………………

On the beach, Guo Tao held a few small conch shells in his palm, and looked at everyone patiently:

"Each adult male needs about 3000 calories a day, and women also need to ensure a 2000-calorie intake;"

"I just saw that there are many small sea snails adsorbed on the rocks on the beach, which can be used as part of the food;"

"However, we don't have fire now, so we can't eat too much of this thing. It's best not to have more than 20 per person, otherwise there is a risk of getting sick."

"As I said before, on this desert island, getting sick basically means death."

"So... our main food now still depends on coconut meat. If we eat too much of this stuff, we will feel uncomfortable. Let's get over it!"

Qin Hailu pinched the little conch with some disgust and looked around: "It's just such a small one, how can 20 be enough to eat?"

Then he said to Guo Tao in a questioning tone: "People in island countries and Western European countries eat raw meat and seafood every day, and don't see people get sick?"

Then he looked around everyone with a determined look: "Since you came to the island, you have been restricting us from doing this and that in a professional tone; I think you just want to deliberately create panic, so that everyone will gradually get used to obeying." In the end, you didn't dare to resist your order..."

Qin Hailu stared at Guo Tao, his eyes gleaming: "Hmph, I've seen you do this a lot!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but didn't say a word.

Guo Tao scanned the crowd, showed a mocking smile, and glanced at Qin Hailu: "Don't you know that Chinese people have different eating habits from Europeans and Americans? The stomachs of most Chinese people can't stand this."

Pan Yueming held a small conch, looked at it in the sun, and said without raising his head: "Well, the composition and proportion of the bacterial community in the intestines of Chinese people is completely different from that of Europeans, Americans and islanders. They eat too much raw seafood. It's easy to get dysentery."

Qin Hailu stared at Pan Yueming, with a somewhat mocking tone: "Where are these professionals?"

Wan Jing squirmed her lips, hesitated, and finally said: "He...he is a physician at the Affiliated Hospital of Imperial Medical University."

……

"CUT!"

"Brother Guo, at the beginning, don't show impatience, but have a hint of excitement in the fantasy of becoming the leader."

"Sister Hailu, when questioning Guo Tao, don't be so full of aura, and have a little uncertainty in your eyes and small movements."

"Take a break for 15 minutes and solve your personal problems, then come back!"

All the actors slumped on the ground weakly, not wanting to move.

"It's been a week, have we seen 30 shots yet?" Guo Tao brushed her hair.

"No, there are 24 in total, I'm counting." Pan Yueming flicked the small conch feebly with his right finger.

"Ah~~~! I stink to death. I really want to hurry up today and take a good bath tomorrow." Qin Hailu pulled his sleeves and sniffed.

"Oh... Didn't the boss tell you that the frequency of returning to Qiongdao has become once a month?" The little white rabbit smelled the bad smell on his body, and his face looked hopeless.

The collapsed Qin Hailu sat directly on a duck, looking at Mr. Yang with blank eyes, and kept his mouth quiet, but couldn't say anything.

"Why do I think Director Yang plans to shoot this movie until spring?" Sun Jian interjected.

In the script, the heroes and heroines of the movie were rescued in late spring.

"Ah? This... can't it? You mean to shoot for half a year? We're going to stay on this island for half a year?" Everyone expressed their disbelief.

"Hehe...that's because you don't know Director Yang." Sun Jian looked at the seniors with a look of bewildered satisfaction.

"This BOSS treats actors harder than anyone else." Wan Jing interjected.

"I'm used to it..." A certain little white rabbit continued to create panic with a blank expression...

(End of this chapter)