Chapter 147 Draw the Prize Wu Mu was thinking that he could capture it quickly with just a few shots. But if it really happens that I am clicked over and over again, how long will it take to finish shooting? Wang Xiaotian and others who were also watching on the side were not too surprised. He was an international director who had won so many awards and was also making art films. It would be a bit strange and inconsistent with the stereotype. Wang Xiaotian seemed to be gloating over the misfortune, "Wu Mu, you're going to be in trouble later." Lu Yao was trying to comfort him quietly, "Teacher Wu Mu, your acting was so good just now, this shouldn't happen." Not so? That's hard to say. From Wu Mu's perspective, he didn't see anything wrong with the actors' filming. Their performances were obviously very natural, but the director just kept cutting, as if he was deliberately torturing them. The male and female protagonists have obviously been tortured a lot. After filming a few times, they seemed a little unconscious. Finally.
"Okay, pass." This one finally passed, but Wu Mu couldn’t see how it was better than the previous ones. After a few more scenes, the male and female protagonists of the movie finally reached the end. Then it is time for Wu Mu to appear on the stage. Xavier quickly arranged for Wu Mu to go on stage. Wu Mu has also filmed many film and television dramas, so he has some experience and will not make mistakes in the basics. But...what he worried about happened. He sat on the cold stone floor by the Seine, and after the memorandum of understanding hit the clapperboard, he reached out to the strings according to Xavier's previous instructions. Then I dared to raise my hands. "Click." Old man Matthew looked at him expressionlessly and shouted "click". The second time, Wu Mu reached for the guitar. "Click." It was clicked again. It got clicked at the first movement, twice in a row. The most important thing is that he doesn't even know where the problem lies. Wu Mu, who had been somewhat confident before, now began to feel a little irritated. The third time, it was still the same place, and almost as Wu Mu just stretched out his hand, he was shouted "cut" again. The fourth time. Fifth time. I couldn't help it this afternoon.
He stood up and asked Matthew, "What's wrong with me?" After all, he has taken the money, so he won't give up shooting just after a few takes, but you should at least tell him where the problem lies. What's the point of reshooting like this over and over again? He wanted to figure out what his problem was before making changes, but Xavier and other crew members who saw his actions were all startled. It’s over, this guy is going to make their director angry. This person doesn't know their director's shooting style, but they know it very well. Mathieu Albert always has the final say when shooting and doesn't need anyone to have opinions or ideas. He may not get angry if you ask him to reshoot over and over again, but if you dare to talk back or ask more questions, he will be angered immediately. Sure enough, Xavier saw that the old man Matthew's face, which had been relatively calm just now, suddenly turned cold. He stared at Wu Mu coldly, "Retake it." Wu Mu still looked at the old man Matthew seriously and asked, "What's wrong with me?" Old man Matthew stared at him coldly and said nothing this time. The atmosphere instantly cooled down. Even Wang Xiaotian and Lu Yao who were standing nearby couldn't help but look at Wu Mu with some worry. Just when they were worried, Matthew Albert behind the monitor suddenly stood up, walked a few steps to Wu Mu, ripped the guitar off Wu Mu, threw it aside, and stared at him coldly, "Get out of here, I don't need you here." Damn, this is being polite to someone you like, right? Wu Mu took a long breath. If it were before, he would have turned around and left without saying a word. I thought he would like such a supporting role, right? But if he left at this time, it would seem that he was really inferior to others and had to leave in disgrace. If he had known that this person had this kind of shooting style, he would definitely not have responded to such a question. Wu Mu tried hard to suppress the irritation in his heart, looked at Matthew Albert again and said seriously, "Tell me what's wrong with me, I think I can fix it." Matthew Albert had a sarcastic expression on his face. "You dare to ask me what's wrong? Feelings, feelings, you know." He pointed at the male protagonist of the movie and said, "You are his future self, understand?" Then he pointed at the heroine next to him, "I need you to have feelings for her! What is it about you, guilt? Atonement? I need love, you know!" Then why don’t you just say no! Do you have to be mysterious and keep silent? Wu Mu really doesn't like this style of the big director who doesn't speak human language. He took a deep breath and looked at the sarcastic old man Matthew, "Let me do it again." Old man Matthew gave him a cold look and sat back behind the monitor. Retake the shot. The hero and heroine walked silently on the cobblestone road along the Seine, but the wandering singer Wu Mu paid no attention to them. He just half-hugged his guitar, lowered his head expressionlessly, and just looked at his strings. A passerby bent down and put ten euros in his guitar case. He looked up, then lowered his head again and just looked at his strings. Lu Yao, who was watching from the side, hissed, "Sister Qingyue, Teacher Wu Mu's acting here is very good, but the look in his eyes just now made my heart sink." Lin Qingyue smiled slightly and said, "He played his true self."
Wu Mu didn't get caught this time and passed it smoothly. The old man Matthew stood up and came to Wu Mu again, nodded at Wu Mu, "You are very good." Wu Mu was speechless. What was this, a compliment from an international director? He is not a mentally weak person, so this kind of thing doesn't bother him at all. Wu Mu's scene was finished, but the shooting mission was not over yet. In the middle, he will interleave some hand movements of a substitute playing the piano. but. Wu Mu watched the specially hired stand-in being clicked over and over by Matthew, and he became numb. No, if we continue shooting like this, how long will it take to finish these few shots of his? No, we have to think of a way. Wu Mu directly opened the system panel. 【Points: 1891】 Wu Mu now has nearly two thousand points. Before appearing in six or seven evening parties, his score was over 500. One evening party added over 1,200 points to his score. After that, the endorsement shoot and interview added over 100 points, plus some points added during today's recording. After the party, Wu Mu deliberately did not use it. He had originally thought that if there was nothing special he needed it for, he would save it up and draw a golden treasure chest. Now I feel the need to use it. Wu Mu followed the previous arrangement, leaving 500 as a guarantee, and then spent 1,300 points to directly buy thirteen white treasure chests. "Open the box." After silently reciting in his heart, the treasure chest on the system panel was slowly opened. [Congratulations on getting attribute points, guitar +1 reward.] X7 [Congratulations on getting attribute points, piano +1 reward.] x2 【Congratulations on winning the song - "Courage". 】 【Congratulations on winning the song - "Canon in D Major". 】 【Congratulations on getting the item - Performance Card (2 million).】X It's all white, no gold. Wu Mu was not surprised. He just drew a golden skill last time. How could he be so lucky to draw a second one? He checked the system's rewards one by one. First is the guitar attribute. This thing appears for the first time, but unlike the piano that recycles points and the singing at the beginning, this thing is really useful. And it is exactly what he needs now. It is obvious that the system has detected his needs and provided it to him. (End of this chapter)