Chapter 1474 Who Is so Capable?

In the evening, Ran Feifei and Zhuo Qing'er also came over for dinner, and there were a lot of people. So Yang Dongxu didn't let Aunt Hua busy cooking, and directly called the Yang Family Banquet to book a table.

When it gets dark, the lights in Yanjing are brightly lit, making it a city that never sleeps in the true sense. The alleys outside become relatively quiet. After all, although street lights are installed, the alley of the high-walled compound is not a suitable place for traveling and taking photos at night.

At this time, most tourists are concentrated in Wangfujing and Daqianmen, or simply go shopping and watching movies in places like Guomao, or going to bars in Houhai and Sanlitun is the best choice.

However, the number of tourists did not stop for a while, and there was a commotion outside.

"What's going on?" Yang Dongxu asked.

"It seems that there is still a scene over there that is not over yet. Horses are needed as props. Several horses were transported over there in trucks." Wu Sheng said.

Yang Dongxu raised his eyebrows. Nowadays, horses are all wearing horseshoes. The sound of the horseshoes hitting some bluestones in the alley is quite loud.

"How long will the filming take?"

"I don't know, the street office didn't say anything."

"It's really nothing to look for." Yang Dongxu snorted.

You said it's okay if there are tourists filming with you during the day. The people who live here are from deep residences and compounds, so they can be a little tolerant and not care about things outside the walls.

But if you bring some horses over late at night, it's a bit like seeking death. It’s true that it’s difficult to film when there are so many people on horseback during the day, for fear of injuring people.

But if the sound of horse hooves at night offends the people living here, they can't afford it.

Just as the two people were talking, there was a noise outside, and Yang Dongxu and Wu Sheng walked outside.

"What's going on?" When he came to the front yard, he saw Aunt Hua arguing with someone again. Yang Dongxu took two steps quickly.

"They wanted to block a section of the road here for horse racing and filming. I told them that we would have guests at home later and asked them to go over there. They said that everything was laid out and they were unwilling to move." Aunt Hua said.

"You are the homeowner, right? I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Please bear with me if there is any disturbance here. It's just a shot of several horses running past here for more than ten minutes. It'll be fine in a moment, really it'll be fine in a moment. "

A director with long, ear-length hair who was holding an unknown script or something rolled into a paper tube clasped his hands together and spoke while apologizing.

Yang Dongxu glanced at him, then at the camera opposite, then turned and looked at his front door, "The image of our front door will be deleted."

"This." The man was stunned for a moment and then reacted, "Blurring, I can guarantee that the lens will blur it."

In fact, the location for horse racing before was not here, but on the other side.

However, Yang Dongxu opened the gate because there were guests at night. In addition, when the courtyard was repaired, both the outer wall and the gate were closed.

They all found old craftsmen and repaired it according to the exact appearance of the original door and wall tiles. In addition, the door plaque with the word "Yang Mansion" written on the forehead is made of solid sandalwood.

Not to mention the lion at the door, the threshold, the eaves of the door and other materials. In short, even if it is placed in this large courtyard.

Yang Dongxu, a large courtyard house, doesn't need to go inside. Just looking at the gate, it feels very imposing. It doesn't need any exaggeration, and the antique historical sedimentary feeling is overwhelming.

In addition, now that the gate is open to welcome guests and there are lights, if the horses run away from here and the camera is directed to the yard, there is no need to enter the yard to take pictures of the real thing. This gate alone can fully render what the camera needs. Absolutely, the sense of sight of a wealthy businessman from the Republic of China who lives in a deep compound.

So when we were shooting the last scene just now, the director fell in love with this place at first sight. If he hadn't known that the people living in such a courtyard couldn't afford it, he would have wanted to come and ask in person whether this courtyard could be used in it. Take a few shots of your own.

Although he was rational enough to hold back the idea of ​​going in to negotiate and shoot a few shots, the director was itching not to include such a majestic gate in his shots.

So I planned to shoot the horse racing scene here. If I don’t go in and touch the scene of a gate, it should be fine, right?

When the owner of the courtyard came out, he immediately realized this problem and raised it directly.

However, he didn't take it to heart because the rich man in the Republic of China in the script was not named Yang, so during post-production, it was enough to change Yang's house to Li's house with the rich man's surname.

As for the gates being exactly the same, and the surnames on the foreheads being different, naturally there is nothing to argue about at the gate of your home.

Yang Dongxu glanced at the director, and the other person felt a sudden change in his heart. It seemed that the little Jiujiu in his heart was seen through by the other person.

"What are you doing? They are filming here and no one is allowed to enter. Go to the front? I told you they are filming in the front, please wait." The stage manager not far away saw someone walking this way and quickly stepped forward to stop them.

The director has discussed with the homeowner and is about to let people on horseback run over. How can they let people pass at this time?

"Ask them to pack up their things and take the photo somewhere else." Yang Dongxu raised his eyebrows.

Then quickly walked down the steps from the front door.

Because the people stopped by the stage manager were none other than Wei Fei and Bai Feng.

"What are you doing? Come to visit and give me a kick?" Bai Feng asked with a smile.

Wei Fei held his son Wei Heng in his arms. Wei Heng was one year younger than Wen Chen and had just entered kindergarten this summer.

Children of this age are not honest, so even though he was being held by his father, Wei Heng was pulling him to look at the horse next to him, as well as the imaginary lights that were on next to him.

I suddenly saw these people in an alley with poor lighting at night. I didn't feel any danger while being held by my father, so the little guy was very curious.

"The filming crew is preparing for a horse race here." Yang Dongxu said with a smile.

"Your company's drama?" Bai Feng asked.

"I don't know." Yang Dongxu shook his head.

"Who is so capable?" Bai Feng looked curiously at the crew behind Yang Dongxu to see who was so bold as to block the Yang family's entrance for filming.

Wei Fei, who was holding his son in his arms, couldn't stop laughing. He suppressed his laughter and bumped his wife with his shoulder, asking her to calm down.

Although there are not many embarrassing scenes of Yang Dongxu, he is a guest today, so the smile on his face should not be so obvious.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't know that I was your guest." The director of the crew ran over quickly, glared at the stage manager who just stopped him, and then apologized and said: "That boss, look at your guest here. Here we are. Everything is in place here. It’s only ten minutes. I’ll send the camera in ten minutes and I’ll be gone.”

Yang Dongxu glanced at him without saying anything, then carried Wei Fei and Bai Feng through the door.

"Wen Chen, Wei Heng from your Uncle Wei's house is here, come out and play with him." Yang Dongxu shouted to the yard after entering.

The director who wanted to say something else was blocked by Wu Sheng.

"Take care of yourself and go over there to film." Wu Sheng said expressionlessly.

"Just ten minutes, really just ten minutes." The director continued to plead.

"When the street office notified you before, it said that you would shoot in another alley. Coming here has already crossed the boundary." Wu Sheng continued to say expressionlessly.

Although Yang Dongxu doesn't live here often anymore, the head of the street office will still know very well that such a great god lives in his jurisdiction.

So when I came to inform yesterday, I was very detailed. I said that the construction on the north side will be completed in a few days at most, and that the crew filming on the other side will not affect the traffic here, etc.

"This." The director's expression froze. He fell in love with the grand entrance of this hotel, and it was indeed over the line to film here. The previously agreed-upon filming location was indeed not here.

At this time, a dazzling light shone over, and then the roar of a sports car engine sounded.

In such a closed environment as an alley, the roar of the sports car engine is full of effects.

The high beam was just on, and a young man got out of the car with an impatient voice on his face, "Have you finished taking the photo? Didn't it only take a few minutes?"

"Master Lu is here. Okay, okay, it's just one shot. Why don't you come and give me some personal guidance?" The director ran over and nodded and bowed.

Lu Pengcheng was stunned for a moment and looked around at the scene. His originally impatient expression turned into a more interested one, "I've never played this before. Let me try it. Should I say start, and then click when it's over?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Lu, that's how it is. After a while, the horses are ready to run. If you shout here, they will start running, and then"

"Please go over there and shoot." Wu Sheng interrupted the director who was licking hard.

"Who are you?" Lu Pengcheng frowned.

The director explained the matter quickly without adding any extraneous details. But I always emphasized that the filming would last only ten minutes, and it would be very interesting to take one shot.

Although the words seemed very apologetic, I felt sorry for disturbing the residents here.

But the implication behind the words is that this family is not allowed to film here. It is because this family is too stingy.

"Come over for Group 1 and Group 2." Wu Sheng was too lazy to talk nonsense. He pressed the microphone on his ear and spoke into the microphone on his collar.

When Mr. Lu arrived, the director, who seemed to feel confident, suddenly shrank his head.

As soon as Wu Sheng finished speaking, several big men who looked very difficult to deal with rushed out from the side yard and from behind the gate.

"Hey, who big shot lives here? Such a big fight?" He was timid, but Lu Pengcheng found it very interesting.

I looked up at the word 'Yang Mansion' on the door of the courtyard. I had never heard that a big family named Yang lived here in Sijiu City.

So he leaned into Wu Sheng's face with a careless look.

Wu Sheng didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, "Get over there."

"Boy," Lu Pengcheng was furious at Wu Sheng's disregard.

But before he could come up and touch Wu Sheng's chest to speak, the other bodyguards who got the order pushed him away, then pulled the wall of people and pushed him to the other side.

"I am NM" Lu Pengcheng was furious and punched directly.

boom!

As a result, as soon as he made a move, he was knocked down by the bodyguard who was holding the human wall. The bodyguard suddenly struck, and he was so clean and tidy that a woman in the crew who was originally frightened by the bodyguard's momentum screamed in fright. .