181 Meng Fu, you know how to mix incense, right?
After hearing the director’s words, the staff of the photography team opened the folder again and pulled up the last scene that Meng Fu had shot.
this is the camera. the director pointed at the camera that was used to shoot close-up shots of chandeliers and said, ” pull it back.
Even though the staff didn’t know what the director was doing, they delayed the progress.
On the screen was the scene of the hanging lamp falling.
The nylon rope on it snapped in an instant. The rubber bullet was too fast and had high conductivity, so he couldn’t see it clearly.
He pointed at the scene and said to the staff, “”Can you adjust it slower? As slow as you can.”
Although the staff member didn’t know what the high director wanted to do, he still did as he was told.
After this part was edited, it was slowed down 100 times.
The crew’s cameras were all in high definition. With such a high-speed shot, even if it was slowed down by 1000 times, it could still be done.
Gao da watched the video without moving.
With the camera slowed down by 100 times, although the appearance of the rubber bullet could not be clearly seen, the trajectory of the rubber bullet could be seen. From the angle of the camera, the rubber bullet could be seen flying directly toward the rope of the chandelier.
It collided with the nylon rope of the chandelier.
Under the slow-motion 100 times, one could even see the nylon rope slowly bend into an arc before it was finally broken through by the rubber bullet.
After the lamp swayed left and right twice, the rope broke, and the crystal lamp slowly fell.
Rubber bullets were not as destructive as normal bullets, but within a 100-meter range, they were still destructive. Hence, when Meng Fu was shooting these, Gao da specifically told her to shoot them up.
The staff member had been wondering why the director had suddenly asked her to change the camera angle. When he saw this scene, his mouth fell open. director, this … This …”
This Meng Fu was actually a sharpshooter in the Special Forces, right?
When the crystal lamp fell, none of the staff who filmed the process suspected how the lamp fell.
Now that the high conductivity had slowed people down by a hundred times, the scene of the rubber bullet breaking through the nylon rope made the staff members curse.
“I knew it …” Gao da looked at this scene and also let out a deep breath. His eyebrows twitched.
He had felt that something was wrong when he heard the props team say it.
Of course, on the way here, he had thought that there might have been an accident. However, when he saw the rubber bullets flying from Meng Fu’s side hit the suspension rope, his hands could not help but tremble.
director, you’re looking for someone from the special Forces, right? ” The crew was filming Meng Fu, so they knew that Meng Fu had shot when she had fallen down from the second floor.
Not to mention how thin the rope was, Meng Fu’s shooting when he jumped down really looked like special training.
If such a situation had happened in a movie or in a special training exercise, most people would have been able to accept it.
However, in the eyes of ordinary people like the high director, the shock was beyond words.
The director sat on the chair that the staff had given him and looked at the camera again. Finally, he shakily took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
He bit on the cigarette and took two puffs before he regained his senses. we’ll keep this scene. We don’t even need any special effects.
“I know,” The staff member was also looking at the scene. If it wasn’t for the fact that the show was still in a confidential period, he would have stolen this part of the video and uploaded it online.
On the computer, the scene of the rubber bullet passing through the rope was played again.
The director hissed and couldn’t help but be curious about Meng Fu. Her Kung Fu was so good, and even her shooting was so accurate. Had she received special training before?
Gao da did not believe that Meng Fu only learned his marksmanship after joining a shooting club.
If any club could train to this level, then those special training camps would not be able to survive.
He stayed in the studio for half an hour. When he returned, he made another call to the staff.”Do you still have Meng Fu’s original information? Give me one.”
**
At the same time.
At the Yu family’s house in t city.
When Yu zhenling and the others returned from the Tong family’s dinner, it was already close to 10:30.
Every time Jiang yiran returned to the Jiang family’s house today, he would sit on the sofa downstairs at the Yu family’s house.
“What did Madam Tong say to you just now?” Yu Yong put down the key and looked at Yu zhenling.
Yu zhenling shook her head and poured herself a cup of tea. She paused and lowered her eyes. Madam Tong asked me if Meng Fu knows how to make incense.
Jiang yiran, who was talking and laughing with Yu Yong, suddenly stopped.
She turned to Yu zhenling.
Mixing fragrances was something that ordinary people could not come into contact with.
Jiang yiran only found out about this matter after Tong erhuan went to Beijing.
Yu zhenling’s mind was elsewhere. She had Meng Fu’s information. In the information, there was no one in the village who knew how to make incense, let alone Meng Fu. How did she know how to do this?
Although Madam Tong seemed to have said it casually, Yu zhenling had always kept it in mind.
Madam Tong was such a scheming person. She probably wouldn’t casually ask a question.
Yu zhenling also had some understanding of what had happened to the Jiang family in the past two days.
She held her phone and saw Meng Fu’s number on it. However, Meng Fu had already blocked her number. Yu zhenling thought for a moment and walked over to the Yu family’s landline to call Meng Fu.
The phone rang, and Yu zhenling’s heart suddenly beat faster.
After two rings, the phone was picked up. It was not Meng Fu’s voice, but her manager’s.
Yu zhenling calmed herself down. I’m Meng Fu’s mother. Can you let her answer the phone? ”
On the other end of the phone, Zhao fan frowned when she heard Meng Fu’s mother’s name. She naturally remembered Meng Fu’s mother, who was not very likable. wait a moment.
She looked at the bathroom.
Meng Fu was drying his hair as he came out of the bathroom.
Zhao fan passed the phone to Meng Fu.
Meng Fu did not look at who it was. He put the phone to his ear with one hand and continued to dry his hair with the other.”Hello?”
Hearing Meng Fu’s cold voice, Yu zhenling snapped back to her senses. She paused for a moment before she spoke, “”Fu ‘er, it’s mom. Tell me honestly, you … You know how to make incense, right?”
Beside Yu zhenling, Jiang yiran’s hand, which was holding a cup, paused.