While it was still early, Cheng Xiaohua hurriedly got out of the car and moved the items from the trunk.
She set up the table, placed various fruits and price tags, a money jar... and finally took out a small chair, on which she put a large teddy bear. Just like that, "Xiongxiong Fruit Store" silently opened for business.
As an unlicensed and completely unregulated "black" shop, Cheng Xiaohua had seemingly anticipated the scene where the nearly thousand yuan’s worth of fruit would fail to sell and go to waste.
Cheng Xiaohua took a photo of Xiongxiong Fruit Store and then quickly drove away from the scene.
Back at the "Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People" film set, He Jinxia was about to start filming.
The scene to be shot today was still an interior scene, only the location had changed from a boudoir to a study.
The director who ca to shoot was the sa one from yesterday. He first demonstrated to He Jinxia how to hold a writing brush and let her look at Ciming Jiayou’s portrait, trying to morize so key outlines.
What they were about to film was the scene where Su Qingwan, missing Ciming Jiayou, unconsciously starts drawing his portrait in the study.
"You just need to draw a semicircular arc later, just this right side of the face, we’ll only shoot up to here. Then we’ll place a piece of paper with half a face drawn on it, and continue shooting as you add a few strokes to the paper.
Finally, I’ll give you a complete portrait. You’ve familiarized yourself with the script for this scene, haven’t you? Later you’ll be reciting a few lines of poetry while looking at the portrait, making expressions as if you’re longing for spring, any problems?"
He Jinxia estimated the ti and effort it would take to complete this scene and felt it was sowhat long, so she said, "No need to shoot in such a disjointed manner. The portrait is simple; I can probably draw it in about five minutes. Let’s shoot it all in one go."
The director frowned upon hearing this, about to say that she couldn’t paint and that it had to be done this way. He didn’t expect the conversation to take such a turn—He Jinxia could actually paint?!
His eyes widened in surprise, "Can you really draw?"
He Jinxia smiled faintly, her calm words carrying a powerful self-confidence, "Painting isn’t as difficult as you imagine. The portrait of Ciming Jiayou is quite simple; I can draw it."
The director twisted his eyebrows, skeptical. He signaled the lighting team to get in place and decided to give it a try. If the first attempt failed, they would do it his way for the second.
"Scene 39, take one, action!"
In the shot, He Jinxia sat upright, her head slightly bowed as she picked up the writing brush; her wide sleeves slipped, revealing a section of her snow-white wrist.
As this scene took place at night, black curtains had been set up all around the room, giving it a dim atmosphere.
A servant girl ca to light the candles, and under the flickering orange-red flas, He Jinxia exuded an ethereal beauty.
The director quickly waved at the fan operators to blow a gentle breeze from the side.
The candle flas flickered more intensely, He Jinxia’s hair fluttered slightly, and her silhouette seed to sway with the candles. Seeing the image on the monitor, the director couldn’t help but slap his thigh and ntally exclaid "Good!"
What a beautiful picture of a beauty painting!
Controlling the lens to move closer, suddenly the strokes made by He Jinxia’s brush jumped into the fra. Unlike the director’s approach, He Jinxia started with the eyes.
In ancient Hua Country’s portrait painting, the eyes were considered the most important part, and they were also one of the most difficult facial features to capture.
Eyes represent a person’s spirit, the most exquisite part of them. If well painted, they bring the portrait to life.
Once the challenging eyes are well rendered, the rest is not a concern.
With a few deft moves of her hand and without any significant action, He Jinxia sketched out Ciming Jiayou’s eyes with a few simple strokes.
As the brush moved away, she dotted the paper with ink and continued painting, filling in the facial features before finally sketching the contours of the person’s face.
The onlookers watched curiously, hardly daring to breathe for fear of disturbing He Jinxia.
Although He Jinxia was filming, her expression and poise exuded the deanor of a true master, leaving everyone awestruck.
It seed that in the blink of an eye, a portrait was completed. He Jinxia placed her brush on the inkstone and looked at the painting, her hand gently caressing it.
Thoughts seed to blossom in her mind, and a shy, soft smile curled the corners of her mouth as she murmured in a delicate whisper, "If one were to ask when longing becos too much to bear, it would be when we et at last."
After waiting a while, He Jinxia hadn’t heard the call of "Cut!" so she looked up at the assistant director.
As soon as she lifted her head, the artistic conception she had created was instantly shattered, and the onlookers were brought back to reality, inwardly exclaiming how truly beautiful He Jinxia had just been, stunningly so.
The assistant director slowly ca back to his senses and suddenly smacked his thigh, a trace of annoyance flashing across his face.
Wearing 3D glasses, he reviewed the footage and after a dozen seconds, coughed and said, "Jinxia, let’s shoot it one more ti. The angle wasn’t quite right in the last take!"
He Jinxia, not doubting him, complied and reshot the scene.
The assistant director breathed a sigh of relief internally and shook his head lightly, thinking to himself, what wrong angle? He had been so captivated by He Jinxia’s painting that he hadn’t aid the cara properly at all!
Incredible, truly incredible...
How could He Jinxia possess so many talents? She was simply a treasure trove!
While He Jinxia was filming on one side, on the other, "Xiongxiong Fruit Store" had also successfully caught so people’s attention.
Although this was a newly opened Film City, there were not many crews residing there to film, but at least there were three, with each crew comprising no less than two hundred people. Combined, the daily foot traffic in Film City amounted to over six hundred.
Among the crews filming there, the hired actors included top-tier stars, not to ntion nurous seasoned second and third-tier actors.
Huang Yuanyuan was the top-tier star with the highest profile in Film City, and her recent arrival for filming had been a harsh lesson in the woes of this remote and rugged location.
Poor lodging conditions were one thing, after all, there was only one hotel nearby, which was also quite a distance from Film City.
But Huang Yuanyuan found the poor dining options sothing she couldn’t tolerate.
Since becoming a top-tier star, the treatnt she received upon joining a crew had improved considerably. Seeing such "rustic" boxed als made her feel as if she had ti-traveled back to her days as an obscure, eighteenth-tier star.
Because the hotel she stayed in only provided accommodations without als, the crew had to rely on local hostyle dishes. Huang Yuanyuan compared them and had to admit that hers were the best in terms of quality and quantity, but...
Still! Couldn’t! Stand! It!
Huang Yuanyuan was not an unreasonable star; she didn’t demand that the crew prepare a fancy boxed al just for her, especially since getting good boxed als to the remote Film City would take several hours by car.
Therefore, Huang Yuanyuan’s days of having her assistant cook for her began.
Unfortunately, her assistant wasn’t skilled in cooking, and Huang Yuanyuan felt as if her taste buds were growing bland. Her temper worsened by the day, which made her assistant live on tenterhooks.
Fearing being fired, the assistant had been racking her brains on how to make tastier dishes. It was only today that she thought of looking for a talented local cook to hire for al preparations.
In her search, she hadn’t found a cook yet, but stumbled upon the "Xiongxiong Fruit Store"!
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