"What are you doing!?" Even the usually gentle Andrew Kennedy couldn’t help but lose his temper at this point.
The caraman innocently rubbed his butt, his peripheral vision sneaking a glance at soone as cold as ice. eting their icy gaze, he imdiately withdrew, awkwardly saying, "The snow makes it too slippery, I couldn’t stand steady."
Caleb decided to film the snow scene now that it’s snowing.
However, not having to rely on props has its pros and cons, like: the ground is very slippery and affects the caraman’s positioning.
Caleb, who noticed everything, coughed lightly against his lips, "Let’s do it again. The acting was good, Andrew, but bring a bit more emotion. At this mont, although Lucas Taylor is thinking about Anne Hart, it’s just an illusion, a misunderstanding. He thinks he’s fallen for Tyler Thomas and mistakes it for compensating for his guilt towards Anne."
"I understand, Director."
Andrew Kennedy adjusted his emotions and started again.
"Ouch!"
This ti, Andrew Kennedy and the caraman both fell to the ground.
The caraman, tears streaming down his face, rubbed his not so lightly marked butt, "Sorry, the ground...the ground is too slippery. My shoes aren’t slip-resistant today."
"Again!" Andrew Kennedy gritted his teeth.
Third ti.
"Ouch!" This ti it was the lighting technician.
"Again!" Andrew Kennedy held back.
"Ouch!" This ti it was the little eunuch standing by.
Andrew Kennedy coldly curled his lips, "What’s your reason this ti? Is the ground too slippery for you too? You weren’t moving around; you just stood there, yet you still fell? Or do your shoes slip even when you’re standing?"
"No, it’s not, my shoes are fine, and the ground isn’t slippery, it’s just... my legs were too sore, couldn’t stand properly."
"Again!" Andrew Kennedy gritted his teeth, his face turning dark.
"Um... Andrew, in the next scene where you kiss, get the angle right. The caraman will cooperate with you." Caleb, having seen the whole thing, couldn’t take it anymore. If things continued, his lead actor would be battered.
The main problem is—Mason Nightshade’s gaze is almost chilling him to death!!!
He can guarantee, if this kiss scene is successfully fild, it might not even be aired smoothly, but he’ll definitely end up very badly!
"Director, the script calls for a real kiss, changing it to a wrong angle kiss wouldn’t create the sa impact in this kind of setting," said Andrew Kennedy.
"It won’t, definitely not. This snow scene’s kiss was added by the screenwriter on a whim. It’s okay; real kiss or wrong angle, it’s the sa. Just tweak it a bit in post-production, and the effect will be the sa.
Caraman ready, action!" Caleb, afraid Andrew would ask more questions he couldn’t explain, imdiately had the caraman start filming.
At this mont, Mason Nightshade, who was standing nearby, pondered deeply for a mont, then suddenly walked away, nobody knew where.
After filming, Andrew Kennedy rubbed his aching arm, glaring at the caraman, lighting technician, and little eunuch each briefly, then curled his lips in a cold sneer, "Is the ground not slippery now? And the shoes are slip-resistant? No more falling onto ?"
The caraman and others awkwardly chuckled, "After falling on you so many tis, we’re embarrassed, but we had to endure and finish the scene."
"..." Don’t think he doesn’t understand what’s going on!
Mason Nightshade, that man, just for a kiss scene, gets so jealous that he disrupts the whole crew!
"Sigh," Tyler Thomas sighed, "Why are you arguing with him?"
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