Chapter 145: Chapter 145: The Project of the International Master Director Chapter 145: Chapter 145: The Project of the International Master Director No way, it’s one thing for passersby to be willing to stop and ask to take pictures with you, but I could barely tolerate that.
Now there are even people coming up to you asking you to be in movies!?
We’re all human, what makes you so special!?
Standing by, Wang Xiaotian’s eyes were turning red as Yu Ke translated in real ti.
Isn’t this going a bit too far?
Not just him, but Zhang Haoran beside him couldn’t help but feel envious; he thought Wu Mu was only a tiny bit handsor than him, so why was the treatnt so different?
The role that was being served up on a silver platter, Wu Mu naturally had no reason to refuse.
But he still needed to ask, “What kind of role? How long will the shoot take?”
“We can talk about it on the way!”
Seeing that he didn’t refuse, Sha Wei’er was eager to pull him into the car as the director was in a hurry to find soone and wanted to avoid getting scolded if they ca later.
“If your friends want to watch, they can get in too, squeeze in the back.”
He thought that Wu Mu and the others were just ordinary passersby or tourists.
But… the crew of Lin Qingyue filming in secret quickly stepped forward.
Sha Wei’er, when he saw Lin Qingyue and their setup, was undoubtedly startled and then realized, “You’re filming a show?”
Had he casually pulled over a colleague from the industry?
However, considering it, it seed reasonable; soone so conspicuous could naturally be nothing but a fellow celebrity.
Lin Qingyue ca forward to communicate about their show’s filming situation.
A celebrity from Hua Country? Filming a reality show called Star Agency?
Sha Wei’er had naturally never heard of it. Upon hearing Lin Qingyue ask if they could follow along and film, he frowned, “Our director might not agree.”
Their movie had yet to be released, and being fild by another show ca with the risk of leaking the plot.
Even though the role he was looking for wouldn’t reveal much, other directors might hesitate, but his director, he felt, was almost certainly not going to agree.
“Who is your director?” Lin Qingyue asked.
“Matthew, Matthew Albert,” said Sha Wei’er, naming a person.
“Matthew Albert?”
The mont that na was dropped, Wang Xiaotian exclaid in shock on the spot.
Yu Ke and Zhang Haoran wore equally surprised looks, and even Lu Yao looked puzzled, as if trying to rember where she had heard the na before.
anwhile, Wu Mu searched his mory and ca up with absolutely nothing.
Out of curiosity, he asked, “Is this director famous?”
“Of course, he’s famous! This is a super director who has won several international awards!”
Wang Xiaotian was no longer just envious; he wanted to go up and punch this damn guy!
Why did this damn guy simply walking down the street get approached for an international director’s movie!?
Wasn’t fate also a bit too partial to him?
Seeing that the group clearly knew their director’s na, Sha Wei’er breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they would probably not refuse them, since not every actor had the opportunity to work with an international director.
But who would have thought…
Wu Mu himself was pretty surprised to encounter such a thing, but if they didn’t allow the crew to film, where would he find the cara ti to earn points?
Even if filming a movie would earn him so points, at most it would be the points for a minor role, and he wasn’t foolish enough to give up the greater for the lesser.
Wu Mu spread his hands towards Sha Wei’er, “If you can’t let our crew film, then I’m afraid I can’t accept the role.”
Was he actually refusing?
Sha Wei’er hesitated for a mont, “Get in the van first, I’ll go and ask our director.”
The group squeezed into the small van Sha Wei’er had driven over.
Although they hadn’t yet received permission from the director, he still introduced the role to Wu Mu, “Your character is a street musician playing the guitar, with roughly a minute of screen ti. Although it’s not a lot of ti, they’re all close-ups, and the role is significant—it’s a core taphor of the story, so the demands are high. However, you’ll only appear on screen for about forty seconds; the other tis, we’ll see hands playing the guitar in wide shots, and we’ll find a body double to record that.”
A minute-long shot, all close-ups, and it’s important?
Wang Xiaotian and the others couldn’t help but feel envious again.
The “Love on the Seine” film crew was not far from the Eiffel Tower, right by the Seine River.
Wu Mu soon t that internationally acclaid director who had won several gold awards.
He was an older man with grizzled hair and a sowhat unkempt beard.
This man clearly looked a bit difficult to get along with, pacing back and forth across the bustling Seine River set with a cold face—it was obvious he had a bad temper.
The crew mbers and actors who caught his eye all fell silent as if chilled to the bone, not daring to make a sound.
Sha Wei’er waited until he had finished inspecting a photographer for improper cara placent and then carefully stepped forward, “Director, I’ve found the person you’re looking for.”
The old man first nodded expressionlessly, but upon being brought over to Wu Mu, his deanor quickly soured and he scolded in French, “Why have you brought a Japanese?”
Sha Wei’er tried to explain, “He’s not Japanese, he’s from Hua Country.”
But the old director called Matthew remained cold-faced, “I don’t want people from Hua Country either, my film does not need East Asians!”
“He fits your requirents perfectly,” said Sha Wei’er, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Old Matthew now wore a mocking smile. To bring an Asian was one thing, but to claim that he fitted his requirents was plainly a ludicrous lie.
How does this man fit the bill!
Old Matthew scrutinized Wu Mu with a critical eye.
From the attitudes of the few companions around Wu Mu, he could tell that this group was likely aware of who he was, showing an obviously serious and tense deanor.
Yet this guy was showing no signs of nervousness, instead looking at him with a look of curiosity.
What he needed in the plot was a failure, not soone with such a strong psyche!
Of course, Wu Mu wasn’t going to be nervous, it was just a director, and a foreign one at that. Why should a few gold awards make him tense and serious?
Otherwise, he would be betraying the reason he’d ti-traveled in the first place, and his system’s arrival would be in vain.
He curiously observed the fad French director before him, primarily concerned with what his temper was like, and whether he was the type of tyrant director who raged on set.
There were plenty of directors in the industry who treated actors like dirt, not even considering them human. Being berated was rely the start; so would go as far as physically assaulting actors to elicit the ‘desired emotion’.
Wu Mu couldn’t care less about the industry’s ecosystem but was rather reluctant to work with such directors.
Lin Qingyue seed to grasp his thoughts and chuckled softly in Chinese from the side, “His temper is quite bad, indeed, but he only targets those he dislikes. If you catch his eye, then it’s not so bad.”
Only targets those he dislikes?
Wu Mu clicked his tongue disapprovingly.
Although Sha Wei’er didn’t understand his concerns, he noticed Wu Mu’s hesitation and grew anxious—if Wu Mu walked away, where would he find another suitable candidate?
He whispered to Wu Mu, “Four thousand—if you take the role, your pay can go up to two thousand Euros!”
A minor role like this one would normally only fetch two thousand Euros; he was offering double, which was quite generous.
Although Wu Mu didn’t care about the money, he was in the middle of filming a show, after all.
Wu Mu’s gaze swept over Wang Xiaotian and the others, whose eyes were already shining.
Four thousand Euros!
With this money, their travel funds would be fully covered!
Wang Xiaotian imdiately approached Wu Mu with a bottle of water, opened it, and handed it over with a smile, “Teacher Wu Mu, you must be tired. Have so water.”
Tsk.
Wu Mu looked at him with amusent.
Fine then, he’d make a little sacrifice; after all, it was just a few shots that would be over quickly.
Seeing him agree, Sha Wei’er sighed in relief and quickly said, “Wu, repeat that previous state of yours.”
He wanted Wu Mu to replicate his earlier deanor.
But Wu Mu felt it was unnecessary.
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