Chapter 107 Do It Yourself

The Hollywood equipment and personnel were soon in place. Zack Schneider, the photographer and his assistants nestled in the trailer of the F150, driving the huge film camera, and slowly slid across the streets of Nancheng at 10 o'clock.

"A little unstable..."

The car stopped, Song Ya in the passenger seat opened the door and got out of the car, and heard the photographer muttering something to the monitor.

"Let's do it again, APLUS, can you choose a section with better road conditions?" Zack Schneider asked.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if it's unstable, and it can be a bit of a documentary style..."

Song Ya got into the car again and said to Di Lai who was driving: "Go back and go again, slow down and steady, but be careful not to violate the traffic rules."

Delay turned the car around.

After the second walk, Song Ya asked Dilai to drive the car directly outside the door of the underground nightclub.

The crew has already set up the equipment, and some "relationship households" who have learned through various channels that there will be an MV filming are scattered on the street, most of them are black, with more men than women, looking at the dark scene in the dimly lit night, Those who didn't know thought that the gang was gathering. Old Joe and a few hell bobtail cats leaned against the corner to chat, and by the way, calmed down the place.

"Hey! APLUS!"

Eric, who had been with Song Ya, handed over a large stack of documents, "I listened to your new song, really, it's amazing, it's amazing!"

"Thank you." Song Ya flipped through the portrait authorization documents casually, "Have you signed them all?"

"Almost, but people come and go here..." Eric replied.

Song Ya knew that the low-level black people didn't care much about this kind of rights, and it was a formality whether they signed or not, just like what AK told him before, no one would care about these small details.

"Okay, thanks, Eric." Song Ya bumped his fists with him.

"If I had known it earlier, I would have continued to hang out with you... I really regret it." Eric whispered with his back to others: "In the future, such good things will come to me. I feel that I can sing better than Delay."

"Haha, no problem brother."

Song Ya responded casually, threw the documents into the car, and went to find Lao Qiao, "Old Qiao, I leave everything to you here."

"no problem."

"Work started!" Old Qiao stood in front of the crowd and shouted, Song Ya pushed Zack Schneider in front of him, "This is the director, be smarter later, do whatever you are asked to do!" He Pointing at Zack Snyder and shouting.

"Everyone, let's take a panorama first... Don't look at the camera." Zack Snyder went to work.

"The new song is very good, why not increase the promotional efforts? Boy, this song is much better than your last sissy song."

Old Qiao walked back to the corner with Song Ya in his arms, "Is Columbia treating you badly?"

"No, it's okay." Song Ya shrugged, he didn't want to tell Old Joe too much about Sony Columbia Records, "There will be your play later, right? I'll ask Zach to take a close-up of you."

"Yeah." Old Joe pointed to the extended Lincoln parked on the side of the street, "I'll be in the camera with it later."

"You decide."

Zack Schneider took more than an hour to shoot, quickly finished the group performance part and the close-ups of Old Joe and others, and added some shots of nearby buildings and scenery.

"It's my turn." Song Ya bid farewell to Lao Qiao, took out the red and black hat of the Bulls in the car and put it on crookedly, and changed into a new black short-sleeved T-shirt, with the usual Chinese characters on the chest, bold There are a lot of gold chains and A+ rhinestone tags.

Zack Schneider began to direct his subordinates to sit down and make preparations, and then took Song Ya and the photographer to rehearse the route several times, "!" Following his order, Delay pressed the recorder button on the car, and the prelude to remember the name sounded .

Song Ya stepped forward, lip-syncing to the music, and occasionally imitating the original singer's gestures and making hip-hop gestures. At the same time, she did not forget to look directly at the camera.

Cameramen and assistants backed away slowly in front of him with heavy cameras and Steadicam equipment.

"Ka! Do it again!"

One shot to the end, Zack Schneider looked at the monitor and ordered.

In front of so many people, the director still has to be respected. Song Ya returned to the original position, and De Lai played the accompaniment again...

In the last shot, the photographer followed Song Ya all the way into the entrance of the underground nightclub. From then on, the rest of the MV will be transferred to the A+ record, and Zack Schneider will use editing skills to keep the MV from losing its coherence.

Busy until the early morning, the filming outside the underground nightclub ended, and the next day, Song Ya held a party at A+ Records.

The place for A+ Records was too small. Song Ya asked Goodman to get the owner of the building, and rented the right to use half of the public space on the fourth floor from him. It was still at night, after all, there were other companies working here during the day.

"YO!" Big A and the others are all involved, and he and his little brother took care of it, "What time will the filming start?" He rubbed his hands excitedly, looking like he couldn't wait, "Today I found There are not many girls, you said you don't want too many girls."

"Thanks, there's no way, the place here is too small." Song Ya bumped fists with him, "Wait a while, I'll let you know when the shooting starts."

He first walked to the public space rented on the fourth floor. The professional service company he worked with last time had already set up a bar here. Many men and women were drinking and hooking up. Seeing Song Ya coming in, the crowd was in a commotion.

"Hey, APLUS!"

"Hi~"

Everyone greeted him warmly.

"Are you satisfied with the wine?" Song Ya chatted with them, "What should I do when the filming starts, don't look at the camera?"

After getting a satisfactory answer, he walked to the A+ records. Whether it was the big A radio station or his own record company, there were many people standing there, each of them holding a wine glass and twisting their bodies gently with the music. Seeing him, the same The greetings continued.

Song Ya kept repeating the instructions just now. There was no way, and she boasted a lot to the producer. When the film was used too much and the budget was overrun, everyone would not look good.

"Andrew, Henry!" He walked into the control room, and the two technical geeks were very calm, and they were still sitting in front of the computer discussing something, "Have you read all the scripts?"

After getting an affirmative answer, he said again: "When the filming starts, we will come in and shake hands with you..." He stretched out his hand, "It's not this kind of handshake, this is it." Teach the two people to shake hands in a way similar to the wrist wrestling of black people , "You look at the computer screen first and pretend to be busy, wait for me to reach out and then turn around and shake hands with a smile. Shake hands like this, remember?"

"We are indeed busy." Andrew laughed.

"Take a break, today is a party." Song Ya also smiled.

After communicating with the two of them, he walked outside his office, and all the original furnishings in the small space were moved into the office for stacking, and the billiard table that Big A had placed against the wall was put back, and several men and women were playing. playing billiards.

"Fergie, you..." Song Ya was very satisfied with their concentration. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Fergie who was standing in front of the arcade and playing with Pacman. He walked over, and Fergie's sister was watching with a glass of wine.

"Why are you dressed like this?" He asked the two dissatisfied.

Fergie was wearing a polka-dot shirt with butterfly sleeves today, while his older sister Dana was still wearing a homely dress, with an old-fashioned light green coat over it.

"You ask her." Fergie twisted the rocker with a displeased face, and replied quietly, it seemed that she was not satisfied with her current attire.

"What are you doing?" Song Ya shook the jacket of this ordinary woman who was almost thirty years old, "Are you from the United States? This is a party body, how can I shoot my MV when you two wear this? Look at the others..." He pointed to the girls playing billiards over there, all of them were gorgeous, and one girl's skirt was so short that when she bent down to hit the ball, the people behind could clearly see the inside Briefs.

"She's still young..." Dana said without confidence.

"You don't dress like this, I don't believe you haven't seen the party over there in Hollywood? Go change it!" Song Ya said sternly, "There is still time, I will wait for you."

Dana had no choice but took Fergie's hand and walked out.

"Don't make me dissatisfied!" Song Ya shouted at their backs: "Otherwise, Fergie won't have a good time with me!"

Fergie turned her head behind her sister, snickered and winked at Song Ya.

"Boss." Mawota found Song Ya, holding a extinguished leaf roll in his hand, "Someone secretly smoked this in the bathroom."

"FXXX!" Song Ya rushed to the bathroom, where a young black man was cursing.

"I'm a clean party! Didn't I notify you?"

Song Ya yelled against his forehead, and the other party quickly faltered, lowering his head and avoiding his gaze anxiously.

Song Ya reached directly into his pocket, found another small bag, and threw it into the toilet flushed together with the one Mawota 'captured', "Don't make trouble with me, I don't want to watch it when the MV starts shooting Until anyone comes up with this!"

After handling all this by herself, Song Ya finally felt a little relieved and informed Zack Schneider that the filming could start on time.

Not long after, Fergie and her sister also came back. Her sister wore a slightly conservative evening dress, but it was okay. Fergie wore a low-cut one-piece skirt. To make up for her height, she stepped on a dress with extremely high heels. High heels, more and more highlight the sexy body beyond age. It's a pity that there was still a thin shirt inside. She still pouted dissatisfiedly and asked Song Ya for help with a sad face.

"Go into my office and take off the inside." Song Ya went over and said directly.

"Mr. APLUS." Dana protested softly.

"There is no need to add Mr. after APLUS, Dana, singers, especially female singers, have always been at the forefront of fashion. I don't want people to say that my record company can't even do a good job of packaging its artists. The MV will be released in the future , would you be happy to see entertainment tabloids mocking Fergie for being rustic? Besides, I’m actually not satisfied with this short skirt, let’s forget about it today, and I’ll find an image designer to buy some sets for her later.” Song Yayi finished his lecture with a serious speech. The other party took out the office key from his pocket and handed it to Fergie, "Go inside and change it."

"Thank you." Fergie took the key and trot happily into the office.

Not long after, she appeared in front of Song Ya again, the white mountains towering under the low-cut skirt, and she was squeezed out of a deep ravine.

"That's right."

Song Ya took the key she returned with satisfaction, gave a thumbs up to Zack Schneider who was ready outside, and slapped a few times vigorously, "Everyboby!" Attracted everyone's attention, "remember the name! The MV shooting has officially started!"