Chapter 435 Summer can not have watermelon (Ch 435)

“Director, I bought the watermelon back.”

The props teacher and a villager came in with a large basket of Qilin watermelons, shouting and yelling.

Whoosh~ All of a sudden everyone gathered around, eating watermelon frantically. Eating a piece of watermelon on such a hot day was simply a luxury.

Qi Jia squatted down, picked out a watermelon with the best appearance, which was round and big, patted it with his hands, and handed it to the prop teacher.

“Go, cut it into two semicircles in the middle, and get two spoons.”

The props teacher nodded, and went downstairs holding the watermelon.

Qi Jia called the staff over again, pointed at the remaining watermelons, and said, “Put the rest in the refrigerator first, and cut them up for everyone to eat after we finish work.”

“Long live the director!”

The whole audience cheered and everyone’s flattery was like a torrent of water.

The assistant director hid aside and took notes frantically. He thought he had already learned half of Director Qi’s knowledge of controlling people and would soon be able to become a master.

“But director, the refrigerator is too small to hold so many. How about cutting a few first?” the stagehand said worriedly.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the people around him, Qi Jia thought for a moment and shook his head and said,

“No, there are so many machines on the set, it would be bad if the juice got on it.

Well, isn’t there a well in the yard? You can find a basket to put the remaining watermelons in and put it in the well water. It will work just like a refrigerator.”

The groundskeeper slapped his head and suddenly realized what was going on. He quickly called two people to help him carry the remaining watermelons down.

Soon, the props teacher cut the watermelon according to Qi Jia’s request and brought it up.

The watermelon was just taken out of the refrigerator. At this moment, due to the evaporation of the temperature, water droplets condensed on the rind, and a faint cool air came out of the surface.

The red flesh of the melon seems to be shining with water, and a hint of sweet fragrance wafts through the room, making one’s mouth water just by looking at it.

Qi Jia picked up a spoon, scooped out a few large pieces of watermelon flesh from each of the two halves, and handed them to the assistant who was watching eagerly.

“Go out to eat, wash your hands after eating, and then come in.”

The young assistant took the bowl, held it in his arms, agreed excitedly, and then ran out like the wind.

Qi Jia handed half of it to Wang Shengdi and said,

“Xiaojuzi, you should go out and eat too. Don’t eat it all, because you will need it for the filming later.”

“Okay, brother~” Wang Shengdi responded happily, and then she ran away holding half a watermelon that was bigger than her head.

Qi Jia gave the remaining half to Zhou Ye and said with a smile,

“Yezi, throw away the book in your hand, hold the watermelon and eat it with a spoon, be bold and don’t keep it.”

“Okay~” Zhou Ye agreed happily, took the watermelon, walked back to the carpet and sat down.

He picked up a spoon, scooped out a piece of juicy melon flesh, and started eating it with big mouthfuls, with an innocent and satisfied smile on his face.

Qi Jia looked at it for a while, nodded with satisfaction, and said,

“That’s right, how can we have summer without big watermelons?”

Everyone in the room heard him say this, and compared the two images of eating watermelon and reading in their minds, and nodded in agreement.

Indeed, eating watermelon obviously brings more summer comfort than reading.

“Everyone, get ready in one minute, start shooting!”

After Qi Jia finished speaking, he walked out the door, closed it, and waited for the stage manager to clap his hands.

“There’s a small shop at the edge of the cloud. 198 shots, 1 scene, 2 times. Let’s start!”

Hearing the sound of the board, Qi Jia knocked on the door as he did last time. After hearing Zhou Ye’s shout, he poked his head out from behind the door, observed for a while, and then spoke his lines.

In the lens,

Zhou Ye stepped on the carpet with his legs, holding half a watermelon in his arms, eating it with big mouthfuls. His comfortable expression made the staff around him smile involuntarily.

The assistant director stared at the monitor, feeling that this scene was so beautiful, so comfortable, and so healing, as if the smell of summer was about to overflow from the monitor screen.

“It’s okay, just treat it like your own home from now on.”

When Cheng Shuang, played by Zhou Ye, said this sentence against Tian Gang, the expression on Qi Jia’s face immediately became awkward.

Maybe Zhou Ye was too happy eating the watermelon, but after he said this, he couldn’t help but hum and let out a devilish laugh.

The laughter infected the staff, and everyone’s face also showed smiles at the same time.

The assistant director’s eyes lit up, thinking this was a good scene, I could take one more shot.

After seeing Qi Jia close the door, he immediately shouted excitedly,

“Okay! Click!”

Seeing Qi Jia coming over, he didn’t even move his butt, and said with a smile,

“Director, Zhou Ye just laughed. Do you want to do it again?”

Qi Jia shook his head, stood behind him and said, “Please show me the part you just played.”

The assistant director was a little confused, but he did it anyway.

Zhou Ye held the watermelon, ate it and came over to watch together.

“Very good, this part is over.” Qi Jia clapped his hands excitedly. Zhou Ye’s final laugh instantly made the whole scene more lively. It was simply the finishing touch.

Ah! The assistant director was stunned. Just as he was about to stand up with a bit of disappointment, Qi Jia patted his shoulder again.

“But just to be safe, let’s add one more line. Yezi, you should just do as you did just now and laugh after you finish your lines. Do you understand?”

Zhou Ye bit the spoon, nodded, and made an OK gesture.

Five minutes later, the third take was finished, and the assistant director finally stood up and asked,

“Director, shall we move to the living room to shoot the next take now?”

“No hurry!” Qi Jia shook his head and asked someone to call Xiaojuzi back.

Soon, Little Orange arrived with the watermelon that had been dug out more than half.

Qi Jia asked Zhou Ye to sit cross-legged in front of the desk with his back against the desk. Xiaojuzi rested his head on Zhou Ye’s thighs with his arms and legs spread out naturally. Both of them pretended to be asleep.

After arranging the dishes, Qi Jia stepped back and looked at them. After thinking for a while, he took the half-eaten watermelon and placed it on their legs.

Then he asked the props teacher to find a small fan and place it next to Zhou Ye, and then he nodded with satisfaction.

“Director, this is so beautiful. It’s so beautiful that it can be used as wallpaper. It’s like a painting.”

The assistant director couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise. He felt that all the fancy words could not describe the shock he felt in his heart at that moment. All he could say was “Wow, that’s awesome!”

The staff around had the same reaction. If there were no regulations prohibiting taking photos, they would have taken out their mobile phones to take photos and posted them on WeChat Moments to show off.

“One minute to prepare, start shooting!”

Qi Jia clapped his hands and called out, and everyone dispersed and returned to their respective posts.

“Director, this scene is also added to the 198 shots, right?” the script supervisor asked, holding the clapperboard.

This scene was not originally in the shot, but Qi Jia added it temporarily, so he had to ask for clarification before making a cue, otherwise he wouldn’t know where to put it in the subsequent editing.

Seeing Qi Jia nod, the script supervisor immediately wrote the number on the board with a pen, then walked in front of the camera and held up the board.

“There’s a small shop at the edge of the cloud. 198 shots, 2 scenes, 1 time. Let’s start!”

In the lens,

The afternoon sun shines through the mottled leaves and onto the old wooden desk.

Inside the room, a small fan was creaking, and the wind it blew lifted a few strands of Zhou Ye’s soft long hair.

Zhou Ye sat on the ground, her head slightly tilted, the little orange’s head resting on her legs, with a black watermelon seed on the corner of her mouth, both of them sleeping soundly…

Such a cozy and peaceful scene made everyone yawn involuntarily, which was even more effective than melatonin.

“Crack! Passed!”

This was just a small transition scene, so it was shot quickly, and then the crew packed up their equipment and prepared to move on.

at the same time,

Zhang Jiajia held onto the wall and dragged his legs, which were numb from squatting in the toilet, out of the bathroom with difficulty, cursing non-stop.

“Fuck you, I told you to submit earlier, what a waste of time, how did you match them, a bunch of noobs, they can’t even help me.”