Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity-Chapter 622 - 328 Best Screenwriter, Nominated for Bai Yulan

Chapter 622: Chapter 328: Best Screenwriter, Nominated for Bai Yulan Chapter 622 -328: Best Screenwriter, Nominated for Bai Yulan “The ‘Crazy Stone’ crew is different from other domestic crews in one aspect: Xu Qingyan’s projects are all centered around the screenwriter, strictly following the script.

If directors are not willing to cooperate, we simply spend money to find one who is.

There’s nothing more to it.

He doesn’t dabble in art, or rather, the art has already been done by others.

He’s just replicating, transferring the movie from his mind and copying it situationally.

For instance, given the intense debate over elderly care issues now, scenes that touch on this subject are somewhat toned down.

Or simply avoided altogether, not shooting scripts related to this theme.

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If Golden Finger doesn’t come, you have to handle it yourself.

If Golden Finger does come and you still have to handle it, isn’t Golden Finger’s visit pointless?

Xu Qingyan, new to Chongqing and not knowing anyone, called He Guojin, who introduced him to someone to make direct contact with local government.

A series of filming permit procedures were handled, and there was even a meal to communicate with the local traffic management department.

People nearby wouldn’t notice a film crew working here unless they looked closely.

Even if they passed by, they’d just think it was a short drama being shot.

Now that the industry for short, tacky dramas is burgeoning with frighteningly high profits.

They’re quick to produce and release; a hit can make you a fortune overnight.

Compared to movies, short dramas have lesser risks and can potentially be more lucrative.

Xu Qingyan could very well set up a short drama department, but in the long run, the disadvantages outweigh the benefits.

Allocating similar resources to support one department would create imbalance among the staff.

Moreover, even though short dramas are small, they are complete in structure.

The staff can’t possibly orient around projects.

The cycles are too short; employees would be switching partners every ten days.

So, we’ve ruled that out.

Biting off more than you can chew.

On the other hand, the music department could be bolstered.

He’s been eyeing Cloud Wing Entertainment.

That stupid company is nearly turning into an idol and internet celebrity agency.

Its decline is evident, not far from death, just lacking a trigger for a major scandal.

Xu Qingyan has been busy lately but will definitely expand the company’s music department several times when he gets the chance.

He’ll take down Cloud Wing Entertainment, that dim-witted company, at the first opportunity.

A gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years, but for him, if it’s not significant, he can’t even wait overnight.

The crew is all set, and the opening ceremony was just a gathering for a speech.

Heads of departments came up to speak and coordinate.

Then they went for a meal in a hotel, and everyone received a red envelope.

The traditional sacrifices and offerings were skipped; directors from Hong Kong Island like such pomp.

Xu Qingyan doesn’t think it’s useful and prefers to just cash it out to give his people a meal and red envelopes.

The director is a middle-aged man in his forties, his face etched with lines that tell a story.

Xu Qingyan offered enough money, and he happily took the job.

As for the screenwriter-centric approach, he’s all for it—just shoot it and it’s done.

It’s easy and trouble-free, no need to think about anything else.

“All departments ready!

Camera one, camera two…

lights!” The director adjusted all the elements to a comfortable visual and then called for the clapper.

A clap sound, and the board is marked.

“Scene one, take one!” the director shouted, “Action!”

On the set, everything started operating systematically.

Xu Qingyan stood by watching.

The camerawork was steady, without a hint of tremor.

Sound recording was normal, shooting was normal, one take after another.

For the following half month, Xu Qingyan stayed with the crew until he became numb to it all.

Eating boxed meals, drinking coffee, he watched over it every day.

When Chen Bo was filming the sewer scene, Xu Qingyan brought a bunch of cheap chocolates as props.

The investment in this movie wasn’t small, eight million was already a substantial amount.

Spending a little bit to make the actors suffer less is completely feasible.

Although striving for realism is an option, and then, assuming the movie is successful, or simply during movie promotion, releasing it as a behind-the-scenes video seems good, but it’s not very meaningful.

If Chen Bo can perform the scene well enough, there’s no need for real props.

When props were used, the actors’ reactions were noticeably better.

Although Chen Bo insisted on filming in a real sewer, Xu Qingyan didn’t agree, deciding unilaterally.

He didn’t have time for these fancy tricks, just get it done and move on.

“Hey, Manager, I’ve been trapped in the well for a whole day.

There’s no signal on my phone down here, can’t find you, the battery is almost dead, what…

what should I do?”

Indeed, this scene wasn’t easy to shoot, fortunately, the props were all chocolate.

Actually smeared on the face, in the dim light of the sewer, it wasn’t jarring.

After several failed takes, the director frowned, dissatisfied.

It wasn’t a problem with the props; in fact, the chocolate props were quite realistic, and Chen Bo’s reaction was good too.

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The problem was with Chen Bo’s own reaction.

The director went back and forth coaching, taking take after take.

Xu Qingyan came by and handed Chen Bo a bottle of water, smiling as he said,

“Feeling grateful now?

If we had actually shot in a real sewer, you’d probably have been emptying your stomach by now.”

Chen Bo was embarrassingly agreeable, “Yes, yes, yes.”

He was indeed very relieved.

At that moment, he was just hot-headed, and after boasting, he couldn’t take his words back.

If Xu Qingyan had agreed on the spot,

Even if he regretted it now and his stomach was completely emptied from vomiting, it would’ve been too late to retract.

Just thinking about crawling through the sewage seven or eight times, covered head to toe in sludge, the stench seeping out of every pore and still having to perform, that’s an unforgettable experience for a lifetime.

Moreover, while authenticity is valued, if the body can’t take it, constant vomiting or even infection and illness, having the lead actor absent or delaying the shoot, the cost-effectiveness wouldn’t be as good as using props.