In the near noon sun, Chedun Film and Television City is like a stuffy stove. This breathless feeling makes Gan Tao feel more tired than helping his mother order broad beans at home.

At the beginning of recruiting, Gan Tao and his 42-member group followed closely, and almost all of them were tourists. They walked and chatted with a relaxed look, and did not take the upcoming work seriously at all.

In the middle of the film and television city, there was a group of alleys in Shikumen, which looked like a place in an alley. The recruiter stopped and reminded everyone: "I will get you to change your clothes later. Try not to make noise and not to affect the work of the crew."

As soon as the recruitment was heard, the noisy voices of the crowd changed to curiosity. The same was true for the two brothers Gan Tao. Their lengthened necks were like an osprey.

The clothing room is not big, but there are quite a lot of clothes, and the wall is tall and tall.

The musty smell, smelly smell and fishy smell all mixed into an unknown smell. Gan Tao, who was walking in the front, unconsciously took two steps back.

See you poorly!

He didn't dare to say that he was wearing clothes and food at home, and he couldn't say that he was wearing them well, but his mother always took care of them cleanly. He never encountered such taste bombs. This taste made him, who had a low level of education, and he couldn't find adjectives to describe it.

"Everyone comes to stand in a row." A fat and big-eared middle-aged man shouted at the door.

After the team was formed, the fat man patted the paper rolled into a paper tube in his hand and said, "I am the deputy director of the crew of "Haishi Victory". My surname is Huang. You are responsible for it today. I will ask me to get the money after the filming. I will teach you how to move before the filming starts. Remember your position. After the filming starts, you are not allowed to look around, especially when looking at the camera. Now change the costumes, and walk to the door in order to make a styling."

Gan Tao pinched his nose and changed into gray cloth hexagrams and cloth pants full of dirt.

The color, taste and cleanliness of the costumes are almost the same. You can tell at a glance that they are poor and lower-middle peasants of that era.

After the money in his pocket was packed, Gan Tao looked up and saw Gan Jun put a round hat on his head from somewhere, which was unique among the group of people. He was speechless: "Brother, don't you think it's hot?"

Gan Jun pushed his black-framed glasses, pressed his round cap, and then whispered: "Is this called being innovative? Maybe I can play a killer or something later."

After thinking about it for a moment, he couldn't help but sigh: "The people who have been involved in society have a lot of minds!"

"Where are you looking for, I'll find someone to wear." He asked.

"It's just in this pile of clothes." Gan Jun kicked the clothes beside his feet.

Just as he was short-lived and kicking the costume on the ground, the fat director named Huang shouted, "Hey, what are you doing? Come and do your styling quickly, what are you pulling out?"

Seeing that his cousin was futile, Gan Jun couldn't help but say, "I'll give it to you."

Gan Tao waved his hand: "You wear it, forget it if you don't."

The one who looks outside the door is a young girl, and she doesn't look like an experienced barber.

After sitting down on the stool first, he asked the girl next to him with a bitter face: "Can I not cut my hair?"

This version of "Aaron Kwok-cheng" hairstyle has been used to it for several years, and he really doesn't want to change it.

"I don't have time to cut it for you."

The girl said as she twisted up the bottle of unknown things from the plastic rack that was tall on the bench beside her and squirted at his head, then stretched out her hand and plucked it around: "Okay, next."

"Ah, ah ah!"

Sneezes came from Gan Tao's mouth one after another. The smell of costumes on his body was already heavy enough. Now there was a pungent smell on his head. Only today did he realize that "five flavors mixed with" could describe his body.

The "Aaron Fucheng" hairstyle that has been sprayed with hair spray is like eggplant made with cream. After artificially combed it into 30% to 70% and then pressed it on your forehead, it will be too frustrating.

Change your costumes and make a good look. Before you can play the role in the play, it’s time to have dinner.

A group of people followed Deputy Director Huang to the set to get a lunch box.

After each handed a lunch box, the deputy director took them to the door of Haishi Grand Theater and reminded him: "You eat here, rest on the spot after eating, don't run around."

There was no shade in front of the Grand Theater. After finding a place to sit down, Gan Jun, who was sweating profusely, complained: "This 20 yuan is not easy to make, there are too many rules!"

The rice, vermicelli, and tofu were squeezed like a piece of cake. Gan Tao sniffed hard, but unfortunately the smell on his body was stronger, making him unable to tell whether there was any problem with the lunch box, so he had to look up and urged: "Anyway, there is still half a day, hurry up and don't be bad."

The unknown stench in the costumes, the bad lunch box, the stuffy weather, and the various bad performances in the crew made some of the tourists start to retreat.

"Will we go?" Gan Jun asked him after seeing the two left.

Gan Tao raised his eyebrows and shook his head and said, "I have suffered so much that I have been stinky on my body, and I have eaten what I should eat. I have to earn the 20 yuan."

Maybe because of extras leaving, or maybe the crew of "The Vicissitudes of Haishi" was about to make progress. Soon after the meal, Deputy Director Huang hurried to arrange their respective roles, positions, and areas.

"You play the corpse, just lie here." On the avenue in front of the Grand Theater, Deputy Director Huang pointed at a thin young man in front of the crowd.

Fatty Huang finished speaking, the thin black young man glared: "What, I play the corpse, I play your grandma's leg!"

A string of dialects with extremely fast speaking speed kept popping out of his mouth. In addition to all kinds of dialects that were unsightly, he even pulled the costumes and left angrily.

Fatty Huang was distracted by the man's hot temper and thought he could make a good deal of his handsome appearance. So Gan Tao, who stood in the front row, pinched his nose bridge and moved back calmly.

Who likes to act like a dead person?

They are all very good years old and in great age, it would be so unlucky to go to play a dead person without any trouble. If his mother knew that he played a dead person, she would peel him up and sprinkle salt and dry it for two days to make a specimen.

"People who play corpses can receive an extra 50 yuan red envelope. Don't take it too seriously. There will be someone playing corpses in each crew."

After being stunned, Fatty Huang faced the crowd and moved them with emotion and promised them for profit.

The crowd was indifferent!

Ten minutes passed in a flash. I don’t know if it was anxious or hot, but the fat yellow man with beads of sweat on his face cursed at the recruiter who was rushing to the recruitment: "Xiao Li, my grandma Cao, what are you doing in this drama business? What are the nonsense actors you are looking for? What can these young people do?"

Gan Tao raised his sword-brows. He was very upset when he recruited extras. He didn't say he wanted to play the role of a dead person, otherwise he wouldn't have to watch Fatty Huang pointing at the same time.

The recruiter looked ashamed: "Yes, yes, I'll transfer people from other groups." After that, he ran away.

"You, can you pull the rickshaw later? Can you pull it? If you can pull it, leave now!" Fatty Huang pointed at Gan Jun wearing a round hat and said fiercely, changing his plain words just now.
Chapter completed!