Movie Filming

Time always flies when you're rushing to finish filming.

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-December, and the harsh winter in North America had quietly arrived.

It was past midnight, but the work area for the Jurassic Park 3 crew was still brightly lit.

The entire crew was busy working at the company, even the logistics staff were setting up the filming locations.

Although the long hours of high-intensity work were tiring, everyone's passion for their work was unprecedentedly high.

After days of frantic rushing, filming had progressed rapidly, and it was expected to be completed in a few more days.

The Christmas holiday was approaching, and Director Johnston had promised a long break and generous bonuses. How could their work enthusiasm not be high?

Originally, Lin Yuan's addition had led to script revisions, increasing the workload significantly.

However, with everyone's extra effort, not only was the completion time not delayed, but it was actually brought forward by more than ten days.

This fully demonstrated Director Johnston's strong personal capabilities. He knew that fully mobilizing everyone's enthusiasm was the truly cost-saving method.

People are inherently lazy; slacking off is a mandatory skill for all office workers.

Therefore, understanding the principle of "great rewards bring brave men" was the optimal solution that saved both time and effort.

Stingy bosses often ended up paying higher hidden costs.

Of course, all of this was thanks to the additional funding Lin Yuan brought in.

The injection of a large sum of money allowed Director Johnston to go all out.

And Lin Yuan got what he wanted: a significant revision of the script, making him the main lead with the most screen time.

The original story of Jurassic Park 3 was relatively simple. In summary:

A young boy was accidentally stranded on a dinosaur island. To find him, his parents tricked dinosaur expert Dr. Grant into being their consultant and went to the island to search for him.

As soon as they landed, they were attacked by the film's villain, the Spinosaurus. Their plane was destroyed, and the satellite phone, which could be used to contact the outside world for help, was swallowed by the Spinosaurus.

While escaping, the group accidentally found the boy and were then constantly chased by various dinosaurs. In the end, they luckily found the lost satellite phone in the Spinosaurus's feces.

They then called for help, were rescued, and escaped.

The film had no highlights in its story; the only interesting design was the satellite phone.

This ultimate key for the protagonist group to escape was swallowed by the villain, the Spinosaurus, right at the beginning.

Then, every time the protagonist group heard the satellite phone ring, it meant the Spinosaurus was approaching, serving as the boss's personal background music.

When the satellite phone was finally expelled from the Spinosaurus's feces, it meant the protagonist group could retrieve their lifeline. However, the Spinosaurus's reappearance became more hidden and deadly, creating a stronger sense of pressure.

When Lin Yuan watched this movie in his previous life, his biggest feeling was how good the phone's quality was. Didn't it need an embedded advertisement?

Also, how was that huge pile of Spinosaurus dung created?

Now he knew the answer: large amounts of colored cereal paste.

If his third brother had made this prop, it would have been even more realistic.

In this life, the script for Jurassic Park 3 underwent a significant adjustment.

Mainly, the character of the young boy was removed and replaced by a teenager played by Lin Yuan.

His identity was an orphan adopted by a white couple, and he was an extreme sports enthusiast.

This change was to explain why he, with a Chinese face, had white parents.

It also provided him with a reasonable persona for showcasing extreme escape action scenes.

Of course, Lin Yuan also had a subtle plan: to leave a deep impression on the audience, thereby securing the protagonist's position for future Jurassic series films.

Although it was a bit unfair to that classmate Star-Lord, Jurassic World was also a highly profitable film series in the future, and he didn't want to miss out.

At this moment, Lin Yuan was sitting in the lounge area, reviewing the day's filming progress.

After being baptized by three films, he had also been constantly learning and growing, no longer the naive newcomer actor.

A voice interrupted his thoughts: "The food delivery is here! Everyone take a break, have some late-night snacks, and then get back to work."

Lin Yuan looked up and saw Director Johnston clapping his hands, signaling the crew members.

He truly understood how to boost the crew's morale. How could they have the passion to work on an empty stomach?

So, every night, the director provided late-night snacks with different themes, but regardless of the variety, it was mostly Chinese food.

"Director, is it Chinese food again?" a staff member asked.

"Of course. Besides Chinese restaurants, who else would deliver food to us at this hour?" Director Johnston joked.

"That's true, Chinese food is good. I'll have some chow mein and General Tso's Chicken."

"I've eaten too much Chinese food recently. On Christmas Day, I absolutely won't go out to eat Chinese with my family!"

Hearing the staff member's complaint, Lin Yuan smiled knowingly.

Can you imagine that in North America, the custom on Christmas Day is to go out and eat Chinese food?

Because if you go out to eat on Christmas Day, only restaurants run by Chinese people are still open; if you want to eat anything else, they're all closed!

This has actually gradually led some Americans to develop the custom of eating Chinese food on Christmas.

It was a very American black joke, much like ordering Chinese takeout in the middle of the night.

"Lin Yuan, still busy? I was afraid they'd snatch all the good stuff, so I brought some over for you. How about it? Happy or not?" A man walked over and sat down next to Lin Yuan.

The man's name was Meng Tao, the leader of the action choreography team Lin Yuan had borrowed from Jackie Chan.

Through their work together over the past few days, the two had become quite familiar, even to the point of making jokes without any reservations.

Since they were both Chinese, they conversed directly in Chinese.

But to the film crew, it was like they were speaking in code.

Meng Tao was a very easygoing person; the only thing Lin Yuan found fault with was his habit of mixing English into his Chinese.

Although Lin Yuan knew it was a common trait among many people in Chinese-speaking regions around 2000, who thought speaking this way was fashionable, it was torture for Lin Yuan.

"I'd be even happier if you didn't mix English into your speech."

"Isn't this fashionable??"

"I've really had enough of you! Forget it, what did you bring me to eat?" Lin Yuan asked.

"Ah ha ha ha, chicken soup is here. Drink some hot soup first, it's good for you," Meng Tao said with a smile.

"..." Lin Yuan didn't budge.

"Drinking soup is such a wonderful thing, why aren't you drinking it?"

"I drank too much of it when I was young and haven't digested it yet. Just get me a bottle of Coke." Lin Yuan replied.

Meng Tao smiled and said nothing.

Who hadn't drunk their fill of metaphorical "chicken soup" in their youth?

He pushed a box of roasted rice cakes towards Lin Yuan.

"Just drinking beverages isn't enough. Try these rice cakes, they're super delicious and have even been on the news."

"They just look like ordinary rice cakes. Are you lying to me? These made it onto a food news segment?" Lin Yuan didn't believe him.

"New York Man Eats 30 Chinese Rice Cakes, Completely Clogs His Intestines!"

Meng Tao pulled out a newspaper and placed it in front of Lin Yuan.

"..."

Meng Tao said, "When I saw this news, my first thought was, what rice cakes are so delicious? Tonight, I finally ordered takeout from their place."

"I'm not eating it. You eat it yourself. No wonder you're so fat," Lin Yuan shook his head. "According to Brother Jackie Chan, you used to be super handsome, the brightest star in Wan Chai."

"You dare say that to me! Are you that eager to die?" Meng Tao didn't seem to care, feigning pity. "Forget it, you're the BOSS who got into the production with your family's money, and I'm just an outsourced worker. I can't get angry with you."

"Alright, give me a few pieces of the rice cakes. What else did you bring?" Lin Yuan relented when he saw Meng Tao playing the victim.

"Roasted brain! My memory hasn't been good lately, so I'm trying to boost my brainpower," Meng Tao replied.

To this, Lin Yuan could only say, "The boss is mighty. Not only can he make General Tso's Chicken, but he can also make roasted brain. It's truly a blend of East and West. You ordered two portions of the same brain? Is it that good?"

"No, I ordered a pig's brain from the menu, and then I got curious and ordered a portion of 'Love Brain' as well."

"Is there any difference in taste?" Lin Yuan asked curiously.

"No, 'Love Brain' is just pig brain."

"..."

Lin Yuan was momentarily speechless.