Didn't you say that we would lose money after filming?

At this moment, the film set has been set up inside the hotel, and the entire hotel has been completely emptied of guests for closed-off filming.

Even the extras are all people who could at least be lead actors in small productions.

The lineup can be described as extremely impressive.

At this moment, Chu Zhongtian was wearing a suit and standing in front of the hotel reception desk.

"Scene 1, Shot 1, Take 1, Action!"

Snapped!
With the script supervisor's slap, the filming officially began.

The sliding camera position started moving, first the main camera was aimed at Chu Zhongtian, and then at the actress playing the receptionist.

"Hello, miss, I need to check out. Room 114514."

Chu Zhongtian smiled and handed over the room key.

He flashed a perfect and gentle smile, exuding elegance, just like a perfect Chinese gentleman.

In other words, it exudes an air of pretentious affectation.

Indeed, that's exactly the case. The character Chu Zhongtian plays this time is actually a cargo carrier.

Even if you have no money, you have to put on an act and pretend that you are living a very respectable life.

Anything that makes him lose face will directly trigger his intense anger and dissatisfaction.

The actress at the front desk took the room key he handed her and took out a tablet computer.

Some details naturally need to be changed to fit the times.

"Mr. Xue Fo?" the receptionist asked with a slight smile.

"Oh yes, it's me."

Chu Zhongtian nodded, winking and exuding charm.

However, the actress completely ignored him, turning her attention to the ticket machine next to her. After the bill was printed, she handed it over and said, "This is your bill."

"Okay, thank you." Chu Zhongtian took the bill.

Although his character is supposed to play a gentleman, he is not actually old money. So here, Chu Zhongtian also took the opportunity to quickly glance at the bill out of the corner of his eye, revealing a greedy look in his eyes.

The reason is simple: American invoices can be scratched to win prizes, and if you're lucky, you might even win a million dollars.

However, just like the lottery and welfare lottery in Hanxia, ​​this kind of thing only exists in legends. These prizes are basically claimed by people you will never know.

But knowing this is one thing, but it's human greed. There's no way around it; when faced with unexpected wealth, people always seem even more eager and prone to wishful thinking.

Chu Zhongtian glanced at the bill and put it away.

At this point, the female hostess asked again, "How was your luck gambling last night?"

"Huh?" Chu Zhongtian paused for a moment, then quickly waved his hand and said, "Oh! I never gamble. I mean, I didn't gamble. I care a lot about my self-worth. I mean, I don't waste my time on such low-level things. Yes, I just came to my friend's bachelor party, that's all. Maybe he's the one who gambled."

"Okay, fine." The actress at the front desk rolled her eyes slightly, clearly not believing the claim.

At this moment, Chu Zhongtian seemed to notice the unusual nature of the bill and quickly frowned, saying, "Wait a minute, may I ask what this $110 is for?"

"The movie you watched, Mr. Xue?" The actress sighed. "Late at night! A paid movie."

"No, no, no, I didn't watch a movie," Chu Zhongtian quickly denied.

“OKEY, let me see.” The actress also started flipping through the tablet in her hand, saying as she looked, “《African Silver Baby》.” Chu Zhongtian’s CPU seemed to overheat for a moment before he asked, confirming, “《African Silver Baby》? What the hell is that?”

At the same time, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

“Yes, you watched it 11 times in total,” the actress replied.

"No, no, no, no," Chu Zhongtian quickly retorted with a smile, denying it repeatedly.

However, even his smile carried a hint of guilt.

The female actress playing the receptionist completely ignored this: "Two o'clock, two-thirty, four o'clock, five-thirty, you've been watching 'African Silver Child' until six-thirty."

At this moment, the receptionist switched the language to Xiao Rizi's (a local dialect) very smoothly.

Chu Zhongtian: "."

All eyes were now on them.

But it was clear that she still had no intention of letting Chu Zhongtian off the hook, and continued, "You only watched ten minutes of Xia Yuan's 'Living Together in Prison'."

Chu Zhongtian began to notice the crowd of people behind him, who were playing the roles of other guests. He frantically waved his hand, signaling the receptionist to stop talking: "Really, I swear I didn't see anything. There were many people at the party I attended, and I can guarantee that it was a normal party. Okay, now please drop my record."

“This isn’t a criminal record,” the actress shook her head.

"Anyway, it was a mistake," Chu Zhongtian still stubbornly insisted.

“OKY, interesting. Okay, now tell me, how many times did you actually watch it?” The actress shrugged and continued to ask.

"I haven't watched it even once!" Chu Zhongtian answered without hesitation. "I'm not that kind of person at all. I'm someone who has transcended vulgar tastes and pursues refined interests. I've always held a strong sense of condemnation towards this kind of literary and artistic work!"

Are you sure?

"No! I don't want to know! Anyway, I didn't see it. Okay, okay, I'll give you the money, I'll pay the extra part of the bill, you have to get my record cleared first!"

Chu Zhongtian finally couldn't hold on any longer.

"Okay." The actress at the front desk smiled.

At this moment, Chu Zhongtian, who had paid the money, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Crack!"

Xia Yuan also called for a stop.

Then, after checking it on the director's monitor, he finally nodded in satisfaction: "Perfect! One take!"

"Phew—" Chu Zhongtian exhaled deeply, his whole body relaxing.

He took his water bottle and went downstairs to rest, walking over to Xia Yuan's side.

Xia Yuan looked at Chu Zhongtian with some appreciation: "You're pretty good. You acted this part really well. You already have your own understanding and you weren't completely confined by the script. It seems you were in great form this time."

"Don't even mention it, this scene of yours was deadly," Chu Zhongtian said with a wry smile.

This wasn't just some state of mind; it was because, as an actor, he had become completely immersed in the role. Seriously, once you experience that suffocating feeling, it truly feels like someone is choking you, making your whole body uncomfortable, like ants crawling all over you.

He knew very well that there would be many more scenes like this in the rest of the film.

Otherwise, you wouldn't think that a movie like Xia Yuan's, made solely for his own personal gain, is anything respectable, would you? (End of Chapter)