After the staff set up the stage, Guo Xiao did similar warm-up exercises. Today he played the role of a prince riding through a mine and chatting with the workers.

The assistant director held a loudspeaker and shouted, "Who is that, the stage manager, lead the extras to their positions, don't let them run around."

"The special guest actors have memorized their lines and quickly changed their clothes. The filming will start soon."

There are also levels of supporting actors. The worst ones are the background actors. As the name suggests, they are just a silhouette from a distance. In terms of importance, they are as important as a dead body. They basically don't show their faces.

At least the ones who can show their faces are from the cast, but they don't have any lines.

Only special actors can get lines, and they are chosen one from a hundred. Special actors are divided into small special, medium special, and large special. The grades are different, and the prices are also different.

Four to five hundred to more than one thousand a day, depending on working hours.

Special appointments are at the top of the pyramid among the extras. Sometimes I play an innkeeper or a waiter, selling sesame cakes on the roadside, serving as maid A and maid B. In short, I can get the lyrics.

Next up are supporting roles, which are not available to ordinary people. Some stars have to audition for roles first.

Unless your acting skills are incredible, the director won't want you at all.

Even if you don't pay, just make a phone call and a lot of people from film school majors are willing to come and help for free.

For example, Fang Jing is a supporting character this time, with a lot of lines and continuous scenes.

Ten minutes later, Guo Xiao took off his cotton-padded clothes, and the biting cold air suddenly penetrated his lungs, making him shiver.

"Everyone, filming begins"

"Scene 86, first shot, ation"

"Old man, where are you from?"

Guo Xiao has long hair tied up with a hosta in the middle. He is wearing golden mail and a red cloak.

It would be perfect if you ignored his mount and his hands that were shaking a little from the cold.

That's right, at this moment Guo Xiao is riding on the neck of a martial artist, holding the reins in his hand. Because it is a close-up shot, only the upper body is shot. During the broadcast, he will be shown a long shot walking towards him, so that the audience will have the illusion that he is riding a horse all the time.

The person who was stopped by him was an old man in his seventies. He was skinny, unkempt, wearing thin clothes in the cold weather, and his legs were unsteady.

"Sir, I am from Daqiaotou Village in Ji'an Prefecture. My hometown is flooded and I have no choice but to come out to beg. I never thought that the officials would mistake me for a bandit and catch me mining here. Please help me."

"Sir, I was wronged." A woman in her forties ran out crying and immediately knelt on the ground, "I came from a good family, but my husband died at the hands of bandits, and they sold me here."

The two who have lines are both special guests, and the ones squatting on the ground behind them are extras.

Guo Xiao's performance got stuck twice in this section.

The reasons were all because the extras at the back were careless. Everyone was as cold as a hen, squatting on the ground and shaking non-stop. There was also an aunt whose cell phone rang in the middle of the show, and her neighbor asked her to play mahjong.

I filmed two scenes in one morning. At noon, the set manager started dinner and everyone was in high spirits.

The leading actor doesn't eat lunch, and usually has his assistant go to the restaurant to order it. Guo Xiao didn't stay here longer, turned around and went back to his residence.

Seeing the actor playing the old man holding a sweater he hadn't had time to put on in one hand and a lunch box in the other, Fang Jing trotted up and said with a smile, "Grandpa, let me help you get your things."

"No, no, no," the old man shook his head and found a sheltered corner to squat and eat.

"I'll help you carry your lunch box and put on your clothes first so you don't catch a cold in the winter."

After thinking about it, the old man handed the lunch box to Fang Jing and quickly put on his clothes.

"Thank you, young man. Are you a stage manager? Why don't you have to do anything?"

Looking at the fried beans with potatoes in the old man's lunch box, Fang Jing swallowed and shook his head, "I'm an actor, I won't have a show until tomorrow."

"Oh no wonder, I said why I haven't seen you before."

The old man had a good appetite, and he ate half of it in a few big mouthfuls. I wonder if he thought he was eating some delicacies from the mountains and seas.

When Fang Jing saw this, he stood up and left, running to where he received the lunch box.

"Uncle, can you give me one too?"

Jianwu looked at him strangely and said, "You want it too"

Who among the celebrities eat box lunches these days? Fang Jing is not that small, at least more famous than the two leading actors. He didn't expect that he would come to receive the box lunch.

"Hmm," Fang Fang nodded, "Do you have a lot of this? If not, forget it."

If it's custom-made, if he takes away one copy, someone will be missing a copy and the work hasn't started yet. Fang Jing doesn't want to do such a thing.

The set manager smiled, as if it was his first time seeing such a cute star, "Is this your first time on the set?"

"Theoretically, everyone on the crew has lunch boxes, but some people don't want them, so there will naturally be extra. You can get as many as you need."

The stage management also depends on who is serving the food. If the person who comes over is not Fang Jing, he can replace the lunch with other extras. Try it and I won't scold you to death.

"Thank you, uncle"

Fang Jing casually took one from the foam box.

"Wait a minute, this is food for the extras." The stage manager pointed to another foam box and said, "You take it from here."

"Thank you very much"

"You're welcome."

Sure enough, the lunch box in the other box was different. It was one size larger in appearance. It was a green plastic box, which was a bit heavy to buy.

The lunch box has four compartments, chicken legs, white rice, fish-flavored shredded pork, and green pepper shredded pork.

Taking the box lunch back to the corner, Fang Jing squatted side by side next to the old man.

"You can actually get this kind of lunch box, what male role do you want to play?"

"Supporting role, I don't have many roles. I have to leave in a few days. I'm a dozen men. I'll give you a box lunch."

The old man was confused and said, "You don't want to eat."

"No need."

"I understand." The old man finished his meal in a big gulp and took Fang Jing's box lunch with his mouth, "You are a star, come and make a guest appearance."

"Wow, there are chicken legs, so delicious."

Seeing the old man's intoxicated appearance, Fang Jing stood up and moved his numb feet, "That's right, but it's my first time filming, so I don't really understand."

"I think you are very good at acting. Are you from a major? You have been doing this for a long time."

"Fifteen years." The old man slurred as he ate something in his mouth, "What the hell, I used to beg for food. At that time, the crew was looking for extras to take care of the food. I was so hungry that I couldn't stand it, so I went."

"I didn't expect that this industry is very easy. You can do it for three days in one day. I also slowly figured out my acting skills. After filming 180 movies, I gained experience.

I’m not bragging, I’ve made at least two to three thousand dramas in the past few years, with a box office of hundreds of billions. I’ve seen a lot of famous students from majors, but I feel like they can’t perform as well as I did.”

Fang Jing sweated profusely, this old man is not simple, no wonder his acting skills are good, it turns out that he has a box office of over 100 billion, he knows what he knows.

Who would dare to show off his movie star worth billions in the future? Fang Jing introduced the old man to him.

Aren’t you a cow? How many dramas have you filmed that grossed hundreds of billions at the box office?

A slap in the face every minute.

Fang Jing did not leave in the afternoon and kept watching the crew filming, sometimes standing by the camera side and sometimes standing by the lighting side.

During the break, I chatted with the old man and listened to what he said about acting.

"Let me tell you, acting is very simple, just three points, tone, eyes, and movements. It's better if you write a biography of the character, have a deep understanding, and act with ease and ease."

"For example, if you get a character and the script doesn't introduce his life, only the back story, you can make up the character's first half of his life by yourself."
Chapter completed!