NOVPUBZhu Ling was originally still eating, but now seeing Zheng Jie looking at her with a tense face, Zhu Ling thought for a moment and then said, "I can only feel that there’s a heavy yin aura on you, everything else I made up. You don’t have to take it to heart."
As soon as Zhu Ling said this, Zheng Jie almost cried.
How could she make up something like that? He was truly anxious!
Just as Zheng Jie was about to ask more questions, an assistant from the film crew ran over in a panic from a distance.
"Brother Jie, Director Wang is looking for you everywhere, there’s been an accident on set, and Director Wang wants you to hurry back."
Upon hearing what the assistant said, Zheng Jie became even more anxious.
Another accident on the set? n𝚘𝚟𝚙𝚞𝚋.𝚌o𝚖
Why does this film crew keep having accidents every few days?
At this moment, Zheng Jie had no appetite to continue eating and got up to walk toward the set.
Li Xuan made a gesture to Wu Bin, and they hurriedly followed.
When they arrived at the set, a chilling aura immediately made everyone involuntarily shiver.
For the needs of shooting, the set had already been completely arranged to resemble the feeling of an underground tomb.
Not only was there a huge stone sarcophagus in the center of the set, but next to it were hanging tattered and yellowed white silk drapes. Walking through dozens of these drapes, the feeling of the silk gently brushing against one’s body was hair-raising.
Next to the stone sarcophagus, a man dressed in a black mandarin jacket was sitting on the steps, his expression one of pain.
Zheng Jie hurried forward and asked, "What happened? What’s going on?"
The assistant quickly explained, "Brother Jie, there was a problem with our props; he injured his leg and probably needs to be taken to the hospital."
After seeing the bloodstains on the ground and the wound on the man’s leg, Zheng Jie immediately understood.
According to the filming requirements, this man in the black mandarin jacket, acting as a virgin boy, was supposed to walk up the stone steps with the female protagonist.
But because there was a problem with the mechanism of the stone steps, and the edges were very sharp, like a stone knife.
So, the man cut his leg while walking up without paying attention.
"Is it serious?" Zheng Jie asked.
Director Wang He was currently busy shooting at several other sets, and as the assistant director, Zheng Jie would have to take responsibility if there were problems on this set.
If the male actor’s injury was severe, it would be considered a filming accident, and this responsibility could potentially affect Zheng Jie’s future development.
The on-set doctor looked at the wound and said, "The wound isn’t large, but it’s deep, probably cutting into the Achilles tendon. If it’s not treated promptly, his leg could become useless."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Jie felt his head was about to explode.
How could he be so unlucky!
"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry to the hospital! Next time something like this happens, don’t wait for me to come back, send them to the hospital immediately, you know saving people is the priority, right?"
Just after Zheng Jie had arranged for the crew to send the man away, Director Wang He walked over from a distance, cursing under his breath.
"Zheng Jie, what on earth is going on? How many times have I told you, this movie isn’t that difficult, the rent for this set is also very expensive, so I told you to finish shooting this scene quickly. But what are you doing now? We’ve been shooting for almost a week, can you handle it or not!"
No wonder Wang He was so angry.
After all, the worst fear in filming is delays.
A day’s time, manpower, venue, lighting and all that, it’s all money, and it’s all big money.
That’s why the shorter the shooting time for a movie, the lower the cost, and the higher the net profits afterward.
As a result, what was supposed to be a two-day shoot for Zheng Jie turned into a week, with continuous incidents occurring, naturally making it unacceptable to Wang He.
Facing Wang He, Zheng Jie didn’t dare to show any temper.
He hurried forward to explain.
"I’m sorry, Director Wang, we had various issues with our actors, and we’ve been dealing with them the whole time. Now it’s all sorted, and we’ll be able to finish the shoot soon," he said.
"Besides, we’ve brought Wu Bin over. As long as we finish filming Wu Bin’s part now, we can wrap up before tonight."
Hearing what Zheng Jie said, Wang He then noticed Wu Bin was also on the set.
Facing Wu Bin, who had millions of followers, Wang He completely changed from his scolding demeanor and greeted Wu Bin with a smile.
"Ah, Wu Bin, you’re here too! Come, come, what are the makeup and props people waiting for? Hurry up and get Wu Bin dressed, we’re pressed for time!" he exclaimed.
It was clear that Wang He was really in a hurry; with the peculiar nature of the set, the more delays they had, the more issues they expected to arise.
At this point, Wang He even had less stringent demands for the actors’ performances. As long as the acting was passably good, that was enough; it was most crucial to finish shooting quickly.
According to the script, Wu Bin was to play a deranged Taoist in the film.
The female lead was a ghost in bridal attire who, after having committed numerous killings, was about to ascend through an evil method.
Wu Bin, as the last hope of the village, arrives just in time to prevent the female lead from becoming a Ghost Immortal, and a fierce battle ensues between the two.
"Are there fight scenes, too?"
Wu Bin was surprised after reading the script.
Zheng Jie quickly explained at the side, "There are no fight scenes. When it’s your turn, just wave your hands around. It’s like when we used to play house as children."
Hearing this, Wu Bin was speechless. No wonder the movies and TV series these days were not very good. There were no fight directors, just random flailing—how could that look good?
However, luckily for Wu Bin, he had only a small part to play. Though said to be impromptu, he actually had a fight director come up with a few simple actions for him and even walked through the moves.
Once everything was ready, Wang He called for the shoot to start.
With Wang He’s command, the lights on set suddenly lit up, and all kinds of dry ice smoke began to billow out.
The chilling and eerie atmosphere of an ancient tomb was instantly created.
The viewers in the live broadcast room, seeing this scene, couldn’t help but exclaim in amazement.
"So this is how movies are made. I’ve learned something new, awesome, that’s really awesome."
"I’ve worked as a props master on a set before. Let me put it this way—for the right price, we can craft any kind of prop you want and even add special effects, like a bleeding skull, for example."
"Watching a movie being made is more interesting than the movie itself. Wu should just earn some money and start his own film production company. I could be the leading man."
The viewers in the live broadcast room were watching a ghost movie being filmed live for the first time, so they were all very curious about the equipment and techniques used in movie shooting.
But at that moment, Zhu Ling, who was standing off to the side, furrowed her brows sensing that something was off.
And by this time, Wu Bin had already started performing as required.
