1novels Chapter 220 I've seen the real thing
Chapter 220 I've seen the real thing
Outside, the makeup artist found Yu Zheng with a helpless expression.
"Director Yu, that... Ms. Jiang Baizhi, she kicked me out, saying she wanted to do her own makeup."
Yu Zheng, who was squatting behind the monitor drinking tea, almost spat out his water:
"She does it herself? She's even skilled at that?"
The assistant director next to him was also a little worried: "Director Yu, isn't this a bad idea? What if the makeup doesn't look right and it delays the schedule?"
Yu Zheng stroked his chin, a sly glint in his eyes like that of an old fox.
Jiang Bai can even pull off a cross-dressing act flawlessly.
Her makeup skills are probably pretty good too!
Yu Zheng pictured Jiang Bai's face in his mind and chuckled.
"It's alright. As long as she has that natural charm, even if she goes on stage without makeup, I can still photograph her as the most beautiful woman in the Han Palace!"
"Let her do whatever she wants. Geniuses always have their quirks."
After hearing this, the makeup artist could only stare blankly.
After half an hour.
The door to the lounge slowly opened.
When Jiang Bai stepped out slowly, wearing those Han Dynasty silk shoes and carrying her crimson floor-length dress, the once noisy corridor seemed to be put into a vacuum, and all the sounds instantly disappeared.
Yu Zheng, who was standing at the front, was tilting his head and boasting to the assistant director about his discerning eye for talent. But when he turned his head and saw Jiang Bai, his expression immediately softened.
"Oh my god..."
Yu Zheng rubbed his eyes and rushed over in a few quick steps.
Its eyes gleamed with a green light as if it were looking at a top-tier work of art. It circled Jiang Bai five times, clicking its tongue in amazement.
"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"
"Xiao Bai, your face is so full of palace melancholy, it's like you've dug Zhang Yan out of the ground... out of the book!"
"This spirit, this posture—even if you just stood here without saying a word, I would still feel that the Han Dynasty is not over!"
Jiang Bai maintained his aloof and solemn expression, his hands clasped in front of his lower abdomen, his orchid fingers slightly raised, his movements perfectly natural.
But his brows furrowed slightly, his gaze falling on his drooping sleeves, as if the soul of the "Empress of the Han Dynasty" was aching faintly within him.
In The Sims, he truly lived a life of luxury in the Weiyang Palace for over thirty years.
Although Zhang Yan suffered hardships at that time, her food, clothing, and daily necessities were the best in the entire Han Dynasty.
Having seen genuine silk Shu brocade, who would still be interested in this polyester-cotton blend custom-made for the film crew?
Jiang Bai reached out and gently pinched the fabric of his sleeve, then raised his hand to adjust the golden hairpin at his temple.
After a moment, he let out a sigh of disgust:
"Director Yu, is our production team... a little short on funds?"
Yu Zheng was having a good time when he suddenly heard this, and his smile froze for a moment. He asked in confusion:
"What's wrong? Did the meat buns you just got get cold? Or was the soy milk unsweetened?"
"It's not a breakfast issue."
Jiang Bai turned around, and the clinking of the pearls and jade pendants did not produce the crisp and melodious sound he remembered.
He pointed to his magnificent robes, his voice cool and earnest:
"This outfit... although the embroidery is acceptable, the fabric is too mixed, and it scratches the skin when it's close to the skin. It should be made of mulberry silk."
"And this phoenix hair ornament on my head, the red agate on the pendant is cloudy, and the gold foil is applied too thinly. It feels light in my hand and doesn't weigh down my hair."
"The pendant should be made of Southern Red Agate so that it will be translucent. And for the hairpin, pure gold would be even better, as it would feel more realistic."
"The most crucial thing is that this gold-threaded cloud-shaped belt has a synthetic fiber lining? It's uncomfortable against my waist."
"If you have the money, you should change it."
Yu Zheng listened in stunned silence, his eyes widening until he finally burst out laughing in exasperation.
"Oh my goodness!"
Yu Zheng slapped his thigh and complained helplessly:
"Do you think we've actually returned to the Han Dynasty for a court assembly?"
"If it's as you say, the silk must be made of the finest mulberry silk, the pearls and jade must be made of the highest quality red agate, and the gold ornaments must be made of pure gold..."
"Little Bai, if we sell you out, and then sell me out too, our entire crew still won't have enough money to buy even a few sets of costumes!"
I have been wandering the world for so many years.
I've seen actors complain about low pay, and I've seen actors complain about hotels not providing presidential suites, but I've never seen anyone like Jiang Bai, pointing his finger at the director and complaining that the props "don't have a royal feel"!
"Hey! Little White, you're acting like you've actually seen the real thing, like you've lived in that golden palace!"
"Come on, come on, everyone's ready outside, just waiting for you, Xiaobai."
Yu Zheng looked at Jiang Bai, a question forming in his mind.
That's strange, really strange.
When Jiang Bai pointed out those flaws, the disdain he inadvertently revealed was not at all pretentious.
It's as if it's an ingrained, physiological aversion to inferior goods.
It's as if this kid really did sit in that position above millions of people and played with those priceless tributes.
Jiang Bai met Yu Zheng's questioning gaze and shook his head helplessly.
He couldn't very well tell Yu Zheng that he had actually seen the real thing, could he?
Believe it or not, I've not only seen the real thing, but also hundreds of sets!
.......
off the field.
Although it was early autumn, the sun was still scorching the earth.
The crew members are working diligently to set up the "lotus pond" scene.
"Xiaobai, come here, let me tell you about this."
Yu Zheng, with the script rolled up in his hand, beckoned Jiang Bai over, his expression unusually serious:
"This is your first appearance since you became an adult."
"Just walk down that corridor. The cameras will be here, there, and to the side in a bit."
"Pay attention to camera number 2. When you turn your head, your eyes should just sweep across the lens, but don't stare..."
As Yu Zheng spoke, he also planned to personally demonstrate his movement.
Jiang Bai did not respond.
In his retina, the [Intermediate Camera Movement and Capture] skill has been quietly activated.
The moment it was turned on, the entire film set seemed to be digitized.
The focal length range of each camera, the blind spots, and even the arc of the camera's movement were all clearly presented in his mind, like a 3D model.
Let alone simple camera movement.
If he wanted, Jiang Bai could turn all the cameras on the set into his personal selfie sticks!
"Director Yu."
Jiang Bai spoke softly, interrupting Yu Zheng's incessant chatter:
"No need to explain, I've memorized all the camera positions."
Yu Zheng was stunned, his hand, which had been raised in mid-air, awkwardly stopped there.
"Are you... are you sure?"
"This involves a large sliding rail and multiple cameras shooting simultaneously. Even veteran actors often misstep or go out of frame. This is your first time on set, so don't try to be a hero."
"OK, you'll see after trying it."
"Alright then, let's give it a try."
Yu Zheng paused, scratched his head, and walked back behind the monitor with some suspicion:
"Well, Xiaobai has quite a temper."
"Old Liu, turn on the camera! If he gets out of position, I'll teach him a lesson!"