Lu Qin walked out somewhat speechlessly, took off his work uniform, and slipped over to a folding chair some distance away to sit and watch the filming.
Now he truly did not need to spend even a shred of effort. He could lie back and earn a day's income. Mm, pretty good.
Filming began.
The actors took their places.
Then came a series of "Action!"s and "Cut!"s.
Watching from the side, Lu Qin inwardly sighed. So fake!
During the third scene, there was a small plot point where the male lead had to buy a serving of fried rice noodles from a roadside stall.
The crew member playing the stall owner was at a loss. "I don't know how to fry rice noodles."
"Just give it a try."
"You only need to fake it."
At that moment, Lu Qin walked over to assistant director Chen Dong and reminded him,
"Director, the ingredients need to be paid for. I won't charge for the oil and seasonings."
Chen Dong's mouth twitched. "Fine, fine, Boss Lu. We won't shortchange you."
He understood as well. Roadside stalls were small businesses, so he could understand Lu Qin being particular about it.
"Cut!"
"Why did you toss the rice noodles out of the wok? Can you control your strength a little?"
"Cut!"
"How much soy sauce are you planning to add to one serving of fried rice noodles? It's darker than the bottom of the wok! Would you dare eat that yourself?"
"Cut!"
Director Wen was being driven mad by the bit-part crew member. Was frying some noodles really that difficult?
But he could not simply replace him. Several shots from the previous two scenes had included the snack stall. If they changed the person, they would have to reshoot the earlier scenes too,