HuaYu: The most muscular director in history!

7 PM, backstage dressing room at Houhai Bar.

"Um, hello."

"Hello there."

The makeup artist turned her head suspiciously, and Liu's mother pointed to her daughter on the stool.

"Is this sequin absolutely necessary?"

"Mom, I think sequins are pretty nice."

Liu's mother glared at her and continued looking at the makeup artist.

"This is optional. Director Hu said that everyone except Xiang Nan can come tonight."

"Then there's no problem."

Liu's mother breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this is a music video that promotes a fashionable and trendy image, sticking heart-shaped sequins on the cheeks is still a bit too outrageous!

"Click—"

The door opened at that moment, and the assistant poked his head in and urged him on.

The makeup artist quickly sped up the process.

Half an hour later, when Yifei saw Xiang Nan again, he was standing at the entrance of the bar, head down, being reprimanded.

Director Hu tilted his head back, pointing at his notebook from time to time.

"Pfft, haha..."

"Hey, you big blockhead, what kind of hairstyle is that?!"

At the bar entrance, the two lead actors had arrived.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Nan looked over, raised his right hand and made a peace sign. He was wearing a pair of super long black leather pants, a white T-shirt and a red baseball jacket, and a huge baseball cap.

"Pfft... Hahaha!"

Yifei laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight, grabbing her mother's shoulder and convulsing.

"Goose, goose, goose, goose..."

"Stop laughing at me, goose, you're not doing any better today!"

Today, Yifei still has long, straight black hair. She wears a black smiley face vest and a denim cropped top, paired with loose black capri pants that reveal her fair ankles and white sneakers.

She was dressed like an ordinary girl next door, but with the addition of a diamond bracelet, diamond earrings, and a baseball cap, she instantly transformed into a fashionable young woman.

"Hehe, it's still better than you, look how popular you are!"

Xiang Nan clicked his tongue and ignored the girl. He was very busy, extremely busy!

"Alright, everyone go inside and get ready to record!"

Director Hu spoke, and a group of people opened the door and walked inside.

"Hey? Wood, aren't you going in?"

Xiang Nan waved his hand, letting her go in first.

Yifei gave an "oh," blinked, and followed closely behind her mother, eagerly anticipating what would happen inside the bar!

Will there be bartenders in uniform at the bar? Is there a huge disco ball overhead?

What about the stage? Will there be any resident singers?

"Creak—"

"Huh?"

It wasn't as lively as I'd imagined; in fact, it was rather deserted and not the bar scene I'd envisioned.

There were no disco balls, no bar, no live music; all there was was a group of dancers in outlandish costumes and a huge champagne tower in the center!

This champagne tower is two meters in diameter and has not only stairs but also a small circular platform in the middle.

"Beep—"

At this moment, Director Hu picked up a megaphone and began assigning tasks.

"Unit 2?"

"Ready!"

Yifei stared wide-eyed and looked up. There was actually a person lying on the lamp stand above?

"Have you practiced your positioning?"

"No problem, Director Hu."

"Hmm..." Director Hu let out a long "hmm" and then turned to look at the door.

"When Xiang Nan comes in, you all need to walk out symmetrically, and don't rush."

"clear--"

A group of female voices rang out at the same time, and Yifei then realized that there were four female dancers in white outfits at the door.

When did you arrive?

What about me? What am I supposed to do?

"Yifei".

"arrive!"

Yifei jogged over to Director Hu.

"For the first shot, you don't have to do anything, just have fun on the dance floor."

Yifei's eye twitched. What does it mean to have fun on the dance floor?

Director Hu didn't explain much. The music videos looked very smooth when viewed in their final form, but they weren't filmed in one continuous shot, nor were they sung live.

"All actors, get ready!"

"Eh—"

Yifei was stunned; her mother was still at the bar!

She turned her head and saw that her mother had somehow gotten a light stick in her hand and was already standing in the group of NPCs.

……

"Ready, Scene 1 of 'Joyful Worship,' the first take, action!"

At Director Hu's command, all the NPCs waved their cheering sticks, while the dancers in the center of the dance floor swayed silently.

Huh—that's it?

Yifei pouted, looking a little disappointed.

I thought it would be a lot of fun!

Inside the dance hall, as the photographer moved his camera around, the lighting technician began to operate the lights, illuminating the entire space with colorful neon lights.

Just then, a simulated door opening sound rang out, causing a sharp pain in Yifei's eardrums.

"Crunch—squeak!"

The door opened, and Xiang Nan walked in step by step. He looked left and right, and the dancers on both sides immediately came to him with cat-like steps.

"Click—"

A bright spotlight shone down, and four dancers in tight-fitting clothes surrounded Xiang Nan seductively, twisting their waists and swaying their hips.

Yifei, who was gesturing aimlessly on the dance floor, frowned and pouted.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt very irritable!

"Clang, clang, clang, clang—"

The electronic music on stage started at 0 frames per second, and Xiang Nan under the spotlight also started at 0 frames per second!

【One two three four——】

As the lyrics played, Xiang Nan raised his hand and made a shooting motion, each shot 'headshot' a glamorous dancer.

[If you've forgotten your name, please follow me.]

Now let us worship happiness.

Those who have let go of their burdens, please follow me.

Spread the word and let's build a happy era.

Suddenly, a fierce drumbeat rang in Yi Fei's ears, and colorful lights danced and spun, bringing the entire twisting dance floor to life!

The large log at the entrance began to sway to the music, and against the backdrop of the white-clad dancers, it transformed into a red, energetic dance storm, singing and dancing as it walked toward the dance floor.

Which era does happiness truly belong to?

[70s, 80s, 90s, or—]

"Generation Y!"

Yifei was completely excited, jumping around and screaming in agreement. The right side of her face was shiny because she had secretly put on sequins again.

Seeing how happy she was, Xiang Nan, that blockhead, completely abandoned the script and swayed gently to the rhythm, quickly arriving in front of Yi Fei.

"Relax! Let me do it!"

What kind of wind blows in what era?

I'm holding my microphone.

【Sing Old school show Yall ready to roll】

Xiang Nan and Yi Fei shrugged their shoulders and swayed their bodies. They didn't lip-sync directly and even abandoned the script, as if they had returned to the scene of recording the song yesterday.

I love retro style from the 70s!

Xiang Nan suddenly pointed at Fei with both hands, making a "gun" gesture. Fei shook her head, ignoring whether the pitch was accurate or not, and started singing.

Disco fever

[Never says goodbye!]

Only by letting loose with funk can you be cool.

Men, women, young and old

We were wearing bell-bottoms.

Liu's mother, who was in the distance, was also excited, shaking her head and waving her light stick.

As for Director Hu...

"This chemical reaction is amazing, this infectiousness is incredible! Absolutely fantastic!"

The music video is already fragmented, let alone this kind of fast song that doesn't have a storyline.

Just say hi!

Fortunately, Xiang Nan still had some sense. In the second half, he picked up the script and went to the top of the champagne tower.

He tilted his head back and delivered a rap to the camera above him.

[Modern! This hurried era]

Even though you have less time, don't get tired.

Leave today's tasks for today to do today.

[Because we'll have plenty of time to go together tomorrow—it's crazy!]

【Yo's Unrestrained Rhythm】

[Look at your unrestrained interaction]

[Seeing your unbridled emotions]

Behold my unrestrained creativity!

On the light stand, the photographer looked down at the completely hyped crowd and a strange premonition rose in his heart:

This scene may appear in the memories of many middle-aged people twenty years from now.

In the lens—

Xiang Nan, dressed in bright red, sat atop a circular champagne tower rapping, while Liu Yifei sat beside him, her hands on his shoulders, eyes closed, head bobbing, a bright heart swirling around her…