Chicago 1990

Didi...didi...

Amy:'I was scolded by the director again today...'

'Because of what?'

Amy: "It's all your fault. When I was filming, I asked what I was doing.'

'I just reply to your message.'

Amy: "Okay..." It's weird to chat like this, can't you just call?You can transfer to the message recorder, typing is very tiring...'

'no?I think it's very convenient!``Look...'':P'

That night, Song Ya shrank in the corner of the studio, grinning cheerfully, typing with both thumbs, and the phone ticking... the phone kept beeping.

Amy:'What does :P mean?'

'You turn ninety degrees to see.'

Amy:'Look at what?'

'Does it look like a person is sticking his tongue out?'

Amy sent a long list of ellipsis.

Song Ya smirked at the screen for a long time.

Didi...didi...

Taraji:'Why are you looking for me!?'

'You will not have a shooting mission tomorrow, right?'

Taraji: "Well, it's easier than you, who called me a supporting role."'

'Then give you a task, go to Los Angeles and talk to Fergie.'

Taraji:'What are you talking about?'

'She wants to rebel, you kill me, I will let Linda tell you the details.'

Taraji: "Then you can't just let Linda tell me everything!?Sending this kind of text message seems not cheap!'

'A stingy girl.'

Taraji: "They are not billionaires!'

The call bell rang, and it was from Taraji.

Song Ya hung up,'Who told you to be an actor...'

Taraji:'Answer the phone!'

'Don't you find it interesting to talk like this?'

Taraji: "Don't think, boring man!"

Song Ya was typing, "Uh, APLUS..." The makeup artist's voice came from her ear, "Everyone is waiting for you..."

"Oh."

Looking up, I saw that all the staff on the set were already in place. Quan Chu was staring at him in the cold Chicago wind in early March. The cameras were all set up. The lighting boards and boom microphones were held by the staff in each group. Here, the photographer is carrying a heavy set of Steadicam equipment and chatting with the assistants who are helping him in a low voice. Adam Sandra and Xiao Pangdun get together with a group of old black groups to keep warm, while the director Larry is expressionless. Sit behind the monitor.

"Come right now." He lowered his head and continued typing,'Coax Fergie and persuade her not to be stupid.'

Didi...didi...

Taraji:'Got it!understood!'

'Okay, that's it, I believe you can do it.'

Didi...didi...

Amy:'The studio is very cold at night, be careful not to catch a cold.'

'It's okay, I'm invincible.'

Song Ya turned off the phone, "Sorry, something was delayed..." walked to stand with Adam Sandra and others.

"Okay, all departments are ready..." Old Larry shouted.

Tonight’s plot will take over the scene of dancing with Halle and being threatened by the gang member PJ. The three ran out of the nightclub and went to the street...

"Don't push me." Song Ya pushed away Adam Sandra's hand on his back impatiently.

"Hey! Do you want to be Rocky (Stallone's classic tough guy character)? That's PJ! You can't fight him like that!"

Adam Sandra said in a thick southern accent.

"It's not my fault!" The male protagonist played by Song Ya slammed the pot and pushed Adam Sandra back.

"You just got a gun pointed to your head by PJ!" Adam Sandra raised the volume, "Do you think he is someone who dare not shoot?"

"Is it more than a gun? Come and see mine!" Xiao Pangdun smiled and gagped with his hand gesture of firing a gun.

The three of them were chatting and walking on the dim Nancheng streets with high stride frequency. The photographer and assistant in front of them also retreated quickly at the same speed. So did the other lighting and recording crews. The entire crew was almost always The whole moving at the same speed is a test of personal skill and overall coordination.

Song Ya’s performance task in this scene is not heavy, and he is not a eloquent person. To be honest and to be a male protagonist with language barriers, keep the handsome and gag tasks to the brothers. .

Sure enough, the two brothers took the topic off track, and the trio quickly left behind the fact that they were still being robbed of their heads...

"Card!" When he walked to a trash can set up by a prop group, old Larry immediately called to stop.

"Just now you had to be more excited..." He was not satisfied, mainly focusing on Xiao Pangdun. "You should also have more physical interaction with them. You should push this and pull that from time to time. You don't like being big. The feeling the children ignore, understand?"

"I understand." Xiao Pangdun nodded obediently.

There were three night scenes tonight, all focused on this street, and we filmed the first scene three times. After the first scene was filmed, Song Ya sat back in the corner and turned on her phone.

Didi...didi...

Taraji: "Do you want to continue to pay my assistant salary for running errands for you?"'

'You can post it for me after you come back from filming.'

Amy:'Okay, I know you are in good health.'

'lol'

Amy:'I didn't see it after turning ninety degrees.'

'It means to laugh.'

Amy:'You say yes, yes.'

'what are you doing?'

Amy: "In bed, it's a bit cold..."

'Then go to bed early.'

Amy:'Can't sleep.'

'why?'

Amy:'Just can't sleep...'

'Let Taraji sleep with you.'

Amy:'No!'

Taraji: "I still want to look for opportunities in Hollywood, Terrence Howard said he has a way.'

'Wow, Hollywood girl with dreams.'

Taraji:'Of course.'

'lol'

Taraji:'olo'

'...'

He turned back to Amy's text message again,'Would you like me to come with you?'I just typed it, and quickly deleted it, and replaced it with'Get a good rest. We still have a lot of rival scenes to be filmed tomorrow.'

Didi...didi...

'APLUS, we will continue to work.'

Ok?Look at the sender, oh, it's old Larry.

Looking up at the director's resting place, Larry was throwing his phone on the small folding table beside him.

So quickly shut down and resume work.

'Hey!'The three street boys were chatting and they suddenly started to sabotage, and he kicked the half-person trash can away.

At about one o'clock in the morning, some staff members began to yawn. Old Larry announced that tonight's mission was complete, and the whole crew ended.

There were sparse tired cheers from the location set, and the staff began to pack things.

About to pick up the phone again, "APLUS, there is a police officer who said he wants to see you." A temporary security guard came over to look for him.

"I know."

He followed the security guard to the outside of the street, where two police cars stopped, "Hey, South City Light!" The four police officers with hot coffee in their hands approached with a smile, and the head was a local police station. "Take a photo?"

"Yo, you have worked hard these days..." Song Ya shook hands with them one by one, "Are you taking a group photo? No problem."

He asked the security guard to find a camera assistant and brought a camera. He stood in the middle and took pictures with four police officers under the street light, "wash it out and let me send it over."

"Thanks."

The little head leaned close to his ear, "I heard that Peter asked to take care of you. Don't worry, we will do our best. Those little bastards? Don't even try to get close to your crew."

"Thank you, I am very grateful." Song Ya answered with a smile.

"Say hello to Peter for me. The brothers at the South City Police Station miss him."

"Yes, I remember your name, police officer."

Didi...didi...

Amy:'What are you doing?'

'Ready to take a bath and sleep.'

Amy:'But I still can't sleep...'