Chapter 523 SMS

Didi... Didi...

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

'Because of what? '

Amy: 'It's all your fault for asking me what I was doing while I was filming. '

'I'm just replying to your message. '

Amy: 'Okay...' 'It's weird to chat like this, can't we just make a phone call? It’s okay to transfer messages to the recorder, typing is tiring...’

'no? I find it very convenient! ’ ‘Look...’ ‘:P’

That night, Song Ya huddled in the corner of the studio, grinning happily with her head buried in her head, typing frantically with two thumbs, and her phone was beeping... beeping non-stop.

Amy: ':P What do you mean? '

'Turn around ninety degrees. '

Amy: 'Look at what? '

‘Does it look like someone is sticking out their tongue? '

Amy sent a long string of ellipses.

Song Ya smirked at the screen for a while.

Didi... Didi...

Taraji: 'Why do you want me! ? '

‘You don’t have a shooting mission tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, right? '

Taraji: 'Well, I'm more idle than you, who told me I'm a supporting role. '

‘Then I have a task for you, go to Los Angeles and talk to Fergie. '

Taraji: 'Talking about what? '

‘She wants to rebel, you go and destroy it for me, I will let Linda tell you the details. '

Taraji: 'Then can't you just ask Linda to explain it all to me! ? Sending a text message like this doesn't seem cheap! '

'Stingy girl. '

Taraji: 'He's not a billionaire! '

The phone rings, and it's Taraji.

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

Taraji: 'Pick up the phone! '

'Don't you think it's very interesting to talk like this? '

Taraji: "No, boring man!"

Song Ya was typing, "Uh, APLUS..." The voice of the makeup artist came from next to my ear, "Everyone is waiting for you..."

"oh."

Looking up, I saw that all the staff on the set were already in place. Quan Chu stared at me in the cold wind in Chicago in early March. In the film, the photographer is carrying a heavy full set of Steadicam equipment, chatting softly with the assistants who are helping, Adam Sandra and Little Fatty gather together with a few old black extras to keep warm, and the old director Larry is expressionless sit behind the monitor.

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

Didi... Didi...

Taraji: 'Got it! knew! '

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

Didi... Didi...

Amy: 'It's cold on set at night, so be careful not to catch a cold. '

‘It’s okay, I’m immune to all diseases. '

Song Ya turned off the phone, "Sorry, I'm delayed..." He walked to stand with Adam Sandra and others.

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

Tonight's plot will continue with the scene of dancing with Harley and being threatened by the gang member PJ with a gun. The three of them ran out of the nightclub and went to the street...

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

"Hey! You want to be Rocky? That's PJ! You can't do that to him!"

Adam Sandra said in a thick southern black accent.

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

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

"Are you picking up a gun? Come and see mine!" Xiao Pangdun laughed and made a gesture of shooting with his hand, making jokes.

The three of them chatted and walked on the dark and deserted streets of Nancheng at a very high pace. The photographer and assistant in front of them also retreated quickly at the same speed, as did the other lighting and recording crews. A whole moving at the same speed is a test of individual skills and overall coordination.

Song Ya's acting task in this scene is not heavy. She is not an eloquent character. Honestly, be a male lead with a language barrier, keep handsome, and leave the task of making jokes to the brothers. .

As expected, the topic was diverted by the two brothers, and the trio quickly forgot about being pointed at just now...

"Card!" Old Larry yelled to stop when he walked to the trash can set up by a prop group.

"Just now you need to be more excited..." He was not satisfied, and mainly focused on Xiaopangdun, "You need to interact with them more physically, push this one, pull that one from time to time, you don't like being bullied The feeling of being ignored by kids, understand?"

"I understand." Little Fatty nodded obediently.

There are three night scenes tonight, all of which are concentrated on this street. They re-shot three times, and after finishing the first scene, Song Ya sat back in the corner and turned on her phone while the crew was adjusting.

Didi... Didi...

Taraji: 'Does running errands for you keep paying my assistant? '

‘When you come back from filming, post it for me. '

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

'lol'

Amy: 'I didn't see it when I turned it 90 degrees. '

' means to laugh. '

Amy: 'You say yes. '

'What are you doing? '

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

'Then go to bed early. '

Amy: 'Can't sleep. '

'Why? '

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

'Let Taraji sleep with you. '

Amy: 'Don't! '

Taraji: 'I also want to find opportunities in Hollywood, and Terrence Howard said he has a way. '

'Wow, Hollywood girl with dreams. '

Taraji: 'Of course. '

'lol'

Taraji: 'olo'

'...'

He flipped back to Amy’s text message, ‘How about I go over to accompany you? ’ As soon as I typed it, I quickly deleted it and replaced it with ‘Take a good rest, we still have a lot of rival scenes to shoot tomorrow. '

Didi... Didi...

'APLUS, we are going to continue working. '

Um? When I saw the sender, oh, it was old Larry.

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

So quickly shut down and get back to work.

'Bang! ’ The three street boys were chatting and suddenly started to wreak havoc, and he kicked the half-person-high trash can into the air.

At about one o'clock in the morning, some staff members began to yawn, and the old Larry announced that the task for tonight was complete, and the whole crew called it a day.

Scattered tired cheers came from the exterior set, and the crew began to pack their things.

Just about to pick up the phone again, "APLUS, a police officer wants to see you." A temporary security guard on the set came to him.

"I see."

He followed the security guards to the outside of the street, where two police cars parked, "Hey, South City Light!" Four police officers with hot coffee in their hands approached with a smile, and the leader was a local police station The little head, "Take a picture together?"

"Yo, I've worked hard for you these days..." Song Ya shook hands with them one by one, "Is it a group photo? No problem."

He asked the security guards to find a photography assistant and came with a camera. He stood in the middle and took pictures with four police officers under the street lights.

"Thanks."

The little boss leaned closer to his ear, "I heard that Peter asked someone to take care of you, don't worry, we will do our best to complete the task, those little bastards? Don't let any of them get close to your crew."

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

"Say hello to Peter for me, the brothers in the South City Police Department miss him very much."

"Yes, I remember your name, officer."

Didi... Didi...

Amy: 'What are you doing? '

'Get ready to take a shower and go to bed. '

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