Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

"Now, I hereby announce the official start of filming for the movie 'Goodbye Mr. Loser'!"

Jiang Fan held the script supervisor's megaphone, his voice drowning out all other noises on set.

Without any lengthy explanation, the red cloth was lifted, and the machine cover was removed.

The fifty-odd people quickly dispersed and took their positions.

Ning Yuan pulled over a folding chair in front of the monitor, sat down with an air of authority, and put the headphones on his head.

The first scene after filming began—Xia Luo, in order to save face at his classmate's wedding, had his brother-in-law drive a Maserati around the hotel.

"All departments in position." Ning Yuan stared at the screen. "Camera tracking test, lower camera position two inches further."

"Scene 1, Shot 1, Action!"

The clapperboard slammed down with a loud thud.

The engine roared.

A silver Maserati drove into the frame, passing through two automatic gates of the hotel, and slowly entered the courtyard.

A minor character in a security guard uniform, a marginal figure in the Mahua Theater Troupe, stood guard at the gate.

This scene has no lines; it relies entirely on the actors' reactions.

As the car approached, the security guard straightened his back, picked up the parking sign, flashed a professional smile with eight teeth, and deftly made a "please" gesture with his right hand.

The car didn't slow down and just sped past him.

The security guard's hand was still raised in mid-air, and his smile gradually faded.

He lowered the sign, his eyelids drooping, and stared at the taillights of the departing car for two seconds.

What's that grandson doing?

The Maserati continued its detour, bypassing the fountain, and arrived at the main entrance of the hotel's main building.

A young greeter stood under the porch, dressed in a bright red ceremonial uniform and wearing a top hat.

Upon seeing the luxury car approaching from afar, he quickly descended the steps to greet it, wiping his white gloves on his trouser leg, and placed his right hand at the height of the car door handle, as if to open the door.

The car still didn't stop.

The car body slid past his fingertips.

The welcoming smile remained on his face, his hand hovering, then slowly retracted into his sleeve.

Completely bewildered, watching the sports car drive around the flower bed and continue forward, I had no idea what the driver was up to.

Ning Yuan, who was sitting behind the monitor, took off half of his earphone and turned to look at Jiang Fan.

"The performances were nuanced, with a natural comedic flair. Both actors were excellent."

The camera follows the Maserati.

The second time I passed the security booth, the security guard saw the car coming again and paused for a moment.

He held up the parking sign and instinctively forced a smile, though there was a hint of doubt in it.

The car passed by again.

Third lap.

The sound of an engine came from inside, but the security guard didn't even bother to look.

There was no smile, no gestures, and his eyes were full of impatience.

He rolled his eyes and watched the silver sports car whiz by.

Inside the car, the actor from Mahua FunAge who plays Xia Luo's brother-in-law looked annoyed and slapped the steering wheel twice.

"Brother-in-law, that's enough! I need to get back quickly! It's my girlfriend's 60th birthday today, and she doesn't even know I drove my car out!"

"puff--"

The crew had read the script beforehand, but the lines, coupled with those expressions, still elicited several bursts of uncontrollable laughter from the set.

"Cut!" Ning Yuan turned his head and glared at the stage manager who had burst out laughing.

"Be careful next time. Make sure you get one take, then prepare for the next shot."

The car was parked back in its original position. Now for the main event: Charlotte got out of the car.

Shen Feng stood on the sidelines, adjusting his feathered suit.

Ma Yue took a small spray bottle and sprayed water onto his hair, giving him a deliberately styled slicked-back look.

"All departments, prepare! Action!"

Under the almost numb gaze of the security guards, the Maserati finally came to a slow stop in front of the hotel.

Just then, several actors who played Xia Luo's old classmates walked out of the hotel lobby, chatting and laughing.

Shen Feng's eyes lit up, and he quickly patted his brother-in-law's shoulder: "Stop, stop, stop... the car."

His brother-in-law rolled his eyes at him, but still got out of the car and respectfully opened the car door for Shen Feng.

Shen Feng got out of the car.

In that instant, his spine was ramrod straight, his chin slightly raised, and his eyes held a smug look of "I've made it big."

He really thinks he's a successful person worth billions.

Several classmates were stunned when they saw him emerge from the Maserati.

"Charlotte? Charlotte! Hahaha, you're doing pretty well!" The actor playing Zhang Yang came up to him, looked him up and down, and spoke in an exaggerated tone.

Da Chun grinned sheepishly, "I was just wondering whose car had been circling around here so many times."

Shen Feng was secretly overjoyed, but he had to maintain a composed demeanor and waved, "Long time no see."

Seeing that his mission was accomplished, the brother-in-law closed the car door, started the car, and prepared to leave.

No one noticed that the corner of Shen Feng's borrowed suit jacket, which he had used to make a good impression, was caught in the car door.

The car started moving.

Shen Feng stumbled, and was pulled forward two steps.

The carefully crafted aura of success I had just created—shattered completely.

"Hey! Brother-in-law! Stop the car! Stop the car now!"

He screamed in panic as his body was dragged forward.

"Click!"

Ning Yuan called out, "Pass."

Before he could even finish speaking, the crowd erupted.

Everyone in the crew—lighting, production assistants, makeup artists, prop masters—who had been holding back laughter all day, suddenly burst into laughter.

There was no way around it; Shen Feng's disheveled appearance just now was simply too much to bear.

Ma Yue stood on the sidelines, arms crossed, and gestured with his lips: "Not bad, Brother Feng, you've got some skills."

Rinko slapped her thigh from behind and exclaimed, "I knew his face was born to play losers!"

Shen Feng got up from the ground, dusted off his trousers, and Chong Lunzi gave him the middle finger.

Ning Yuan glanced around at the staff members who were still wiping away tears. He tried to hold back his tears for a couple of seconds, but couldn't, and his lips twitched.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan held his thermos and drank water, looking very relaxed.

"Although we've only filmed two shots," Ning Yuan said in a low voice, "these guys have a better sense of rhythm than I expected."

Jiang Fan didn't reply, and screwed the lid on the thermos.

He doesn't need Ning Yuan's approval.

In his previous life, this movie grossed 1.4 billion yuan, and Shen Feng went from the stage to becoming a 10 billion yuan movie star.

The next three days.

The crew focused on filming the scenes inside the hotel.

Shen Feng's performance was frighteningly stable.

Each scene can usually be completed in two or three takes, with the longest taking never exceeding five.

Ning Yuan is known for his strictness; a performance that can elicit a "pass" from him must be of high quality.

Ma Yue is even more formidable.

The scene where Ma Dongmei chases Xia Luo with a kitchen knife was filmed in one take.

While watching the playback on the monitor, Ning Yuan tapped his fingers on his knee a few times, then turned to Jiang Fan and said, "This woman has a ruthless streak; I like it."

Lunzi's portrayal of Dachun is honest yet naive.

A-Zheng's recitation of Yuan Hua's poem was even more brilliant—"the poem he wrote for Xia Luo back then," he read it with an extremely serious yet extremely absurd tone, and the effect was even better than expected.

Shen Feng boosted the efficiency of the entire production crew.

With the lead actors in good form, the supporting actors followed suit and performed exceptionally well. Even the stagehands moved props twice as fast as they had in the first two days.

The only one who got stuck was Lu Wanqing.