"What big job?" Huang Hong asked curiously.

"In the October International Internet Conference, those companies want to create some promotional video concept films. I am going to shoot a few trailers to see if they can be selected and get some money."

"Are you so short of money?" Huang Hong asked.

"Who is not short of money!" Liu Zhuoshi looked unhappy.

Huang Hong waved her hand and stopped talking, and the divorced middle-aged and elderly man couldn't afford to argue.

"Brother Liu, you must need an actor." Huang Mingming asked tentatively.

Huang Hong's eyes lit up. The people she signed were always looking for some work to do. Promotional videos were also films that could be written in the resume. Whether or not money was a trivial matter.

"The trailer does not have high requirements for acting skills? What are the requirements?"

Liu Zhuoshi thought for a while and nodded: "It's not high, I don't have any acting skills, and I don't need to talk. There are five minutes in total, and even if I change clothes, the characters must conform to the characteristics of the times."

“It’s okay to change the dress.”

"The first half minute is the primitive society, then the middle slave society, and then the feudal society, and all the way to modern society, I am going to use the same group of people."

"Primitive man?" Huang Hong's brother was startled, "Isn't it just a bare butt?"

"I definitely won't be naked, but I can't wear too much. I didn't think about whether it was animal skin or leaves, and I had to paint all over my body and chase prey on the grassland in the forest." Liu Zhuoshi looked at the tablet, "I need to have a good figure."

"Beast skin, leaves... need underwear?"

“Flesh-colored leggings.”

Huang Mingming's lower body felt cold.

Huang Hong shivered: "You won't let someone run barefoot in the woods, do you?"

"Does the primitive man still wear running shoes if he is not barefoot?" Liu Zhuoshi asked back with a smile.

Huang Mingming's expression was so entangled that he could twist out water.

Huang Hong looked at Liu Zhuoshi speechlessly: "You can't just clap your feet?"

"Don't clap my feet? I'm going to start pulling the camera from close-ups of my feet! How great is human beings walking upright? They use tools to unite and cooperate to kill mammoths. They have developed all the way to the current intelligent society, turning into sofa potatoes, reflecting the impact of technological progress on people."

Liu Zhuoshi rolled his eyes with his dead fish: "You have started to learn bad things before you become famous. Do you want to make a foot replacement? Then you can replace your hand, replace your body, and change your head, and you can't beat me!"

Huang Hong smiled bitterly: "I'll interrupt, where are you going to get mammoths?"

"That's the long-term view with special effects and sound effects. As long as you hear the sound, the primitive man will rush out with his spear and scream."

"I still want to scream?" Huang Mingming gasped. This was too destructive.

"What else? Shout out a lot of sacks? Singing a hi song and running like a coquettish act? This is a concept blockbuster, not a funny sketch!"

“…”

"By the way, have you watched the filming?"

Liu Zhuoshi slapped the table with his hands: "I tell you what it is like to film a movie. I remember when Zhang Huangma was filming, all the civil and military officials were kneeling underneath, and the palace maids held the pole behind him. It looked very majestic, right?"

Huang Mingming: "Yes."

"As the director shouted, let's have a meal, the whole scene was chaotic, the ground was dusty, the emperor was hit by a wooden pole, and before he could see who had smashed it clearly, the makeup artist came up to tear his beard, and the costumer came to unbutton it. The whole process was no more than 15 seconds, and the emperor was stripped of only a pair of shorts left."

"Stop!" Huang Hong interrupted him, "I remember that women in primitive society didn't go hunting!"

Liu Zhuoshi thought for a while and nodded: "Oh, that's true, but he has to dig the ground to climb trees and pick fruits. Are there any of you five women who can climb trees? By the way, I want to start with monkeys, and start picking fruits from trees, then descend from trees, land and become apes, then go into the cave, raise fire and barbecue..."

"stop!"

Huang Hong was angry and said, "Climbing a tree with bare butt? I said Liu Zhuoshi, why do I think you deliberately arranged this kind of drama? Are you mentally distorted... Forget it, we don't have the ability to take on this drama."

"Okay, I don't lack actors, so you can arrange for them to register normally! Each person costs two thousand yuan, should I pay for you?" Liu Zhuoshi was even more impatient than her.

"No need, I'm not that poor yet." Huang Hong responded with a humming voice.

Huang Mingming smiled bitterly: "Brother Liu...We are an idol girl group, we are a benchmark against **Si Dai, can you adjust the plot..."

Liu Zhuoshi took out his ears and looked in disbelief: "What?"

"Plot..."

"No! What did you say just now that your girl group is benchmarking?"

"Slutty..." Huang Mingming stuttered.

Liu Zhuoshi shook his head. The child's mouth was ruined by kimchi for several years after he went abroad: "Girls' Generation?"

Huang Hong was calm: "Yes!"

"Small Girls' Generation!"

Liu Zhuoshi raised his head and hilariously, pounded the table and pounded hard for a while, and his voice stopped: "Shaoshi nine people, where are you hiding?"

"When there are only five people left, okay?" Huang Hong said angrily.

(Please see the next episode)

Knowledge points in this episode

Shaoshi: Girls' Generation, a famous girl group in South Goryeo, with nine members, known as nine people and nine colors, and there are a large number of fan-cultural stories of the group at some point.
Chapter completed!