The female ghost changed into a white dress, and combined with her snow-white skin and delicate red lips, she had a unique tempting style while being delicate.

The scholar changed into a long robe of Confucian scholar, put one hand on his lower abdomen and the other hand behind him, looking graceful and upright.

Looking at the two actors who had already changed their clothes, Wang Zheng smiled, and there was inevitably some excitement in his eyes.

After all, even for Wang Zheng, the passionate scene is the first time it is filmed, so it’s still a matter of whether it can be filmed well.

Looking at the people who chattered about the extraordinary knowledge revealed in the three simple scenes because the first shot was finished, Wang Zheng coughed, attracting everyone's attention, and then waved his hands as if it were ordinary:

"Okay, now we start shooting the second storyline, and the actors' lighting cameras are all there."

With Wang Zheng's order, everyone present looked different.

The two actors' faces flushed and their expressions were cramped.

The members of the camera team finally had the opportunity to use their means after waiting for a long time, and their faces were filled with eagerness to try.

Others, either looking forward to it or shaking their heads and sighing, in short, after reading the script, they have different expressions of the following scenes.

However, even so, the camera team is the fastest.

According to Wang Zheng's instructions, the cameras quickly set up cameras in various locations. Of course, the so-called set up cameras is not really fixing the machine, but standing with artificial hand-held photoreal stones.

For those who have different cultivation levels, it can be said that it is extremely simple to keep their hands from shaking.

Outside the window of the room, the upper right corner of the table, and other cameras behind the table cannot be seen.

Looking at the scenes conveyed from the aperture in front of him, Wang Zheng directed the photographer to make the final adjustment of the camera while looking at the two shy actors.

These two actors, one is a female ghost from Lanruo Temple, the other is a student from Qiongyun Academy. One has been influenced by his grandmother's Buddhism since he was a child, and the other uses the books of sages as the code of conduct.

Even though Wang Zheng's opinion is very small in scale, for these two people, the next passionate scene is really difficult to accept.

Fortunately, after Wang Zheng's persuasion, the two of them walked into the room in a hesitant manner.

Looking at the scholar sitting in his seat and reading seriously with a book, Wang Zheng said, "Relax your expression, it seems too fake."

In fact, this sentence is too fake. Wang Zheng said it very well. As a filming that inspires to be born from the original work and surpass the original work, Wang Zheng's performance requirements for every actor are definitely the most demanding one since he traveled through time.

Even himself must comply with such high standards.

After all, although the Chinese Ghost Story in the previous life is a classic, it is limited to the acting skills, special effects, sets, etc. of that era. Whether it is composition or dialogue, it is inevitable that you will feel fake and stupid when you watch blockbusters.

Therefore, from the scene where someone participated in the first act, Wang Zheng had secretly decided that the audience in the Tianyuan World must not feel this way.

In the room, after hearing Director Wang’s instructions, the scholar immediately let out a long sigh. After writing more than ten quiet words on the paper, his expression became calm.

"Okay, very good! I'm starting to read now. How do you read it normally? When a female ghost appears, you must show that you are obsessed with the ghost and have no doubt about the origin of the female ghost."

Looking at the scholar who quickly recovered from his indifference in the aperture, Wang Zheng nodded with satisfaction and looked at Xu Kang. At this moment, Xu Kang was stroking his beard with a look of old wits.

After Wang Zheng shook his head and chuckled, he then pointed out how the scholar should perform in the next scene.

The scholar's external attitude was outside the white mosquito net, and the female ghost stood there with a blank expression on her face.

Through Xu Kang's spell, the performance of the female ghost was naturally clearly presented to Wang Zheng, which made Wang Zheng frown, but he still said with great sincerity:

"Tiezhu and I have demonstrated the movements to you just now. I believe you will remember them. Then you can do it according to the movements I demonstrated to you.

Don’t have any psychological burden, it’s just filming, just treat it as devoting yourself to art.”

Wang Zheng finished speaking, and before the female ghost could react, more than a dozen female ghosts surrounded him:

"Director Wang, this scale is too big, right? We don't know the scholar, how can we let him touch his sister's... where is his sister's place!"

Wang Zheng blinked: "You can touch it if you know each other?"

"Oh, Director Wang~ I don't mean that."

Wang Zheng smiled and waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, the largest scale is only one section, and we will use other methods to overcome it."

"What's the solution?"

Wang Zheng smiled mysteriously: "You will know in a while."

As he said that, Wang Zheng looked at the aperture in front of him again, looked at the female ghost with a flushed face, and finally said with a smile: "Don't worry, if you are filming, I won't let you be offended. I will stop at the critical moment, and we will use other methods to overcome it."

In the aperture, the female ghost looked in the direction where Wang Zheng was outside the window, and there was a hint of suspicion on her face while nervous.

At this moment, Xiaoqian, who had not spoken, comforted the female ghost in a gentle voice:

"Sister, don't worry, Director Wang does what he says. Besides, grandma and senior Xu Kang are here, and you won't really suffer a loss."

When Wang Zheng heard this, something was wrong? How could this be comforting? Hey? This little girl is threatening me with words and words!

Is it not a threat or something to lift both the third-level powerful men out?

However, no matter whether it was a threat or not, after hearing Xiaoqian's words, the female ghost finally breathed a sigh of relief. The cold and gloomy ghost energy moved inside her body, which soon calmed her heart.

Seeing that the actors were in good mood, Wang Zheng finally looked straight, twisted his body, and sat more properly, and then said in a deep voice: "The second shot of the prelude of the Chinese Ghost Story, start shooting!"

With Wang Zheng's order, the corresponding apertures of all cameras lit up almost at the same time.

In the picture taken by Nangong Tiezhu in front of Wang Zheng, the scholar sat upright and immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

"Yin Feng." Wang Zheng gave an order in an orderly manner. In an instant, the cold wind wrinkled, and the snow-white mosquito net slowly floated in the cold wind like a horse.

The scholar remained motionless in the mosquito net blown by the cold wind, and had a certain style as a scholar.

"Very good. The second camera seat gave the scholar a close-up, with a slightly downward shot from the side, requiring you to see the scholar, table, lantern, and luggage."

Wang Zheng's voice was clearly transmitted to the photography of the No. 2 camera under the means of transmitting the voice secretly.

"The camera lens moves forward, giving the scholar a close-up."

When Nangong Tiezhu, who was in charge of the No. 1 aircraft position, heard this, he immediately took the photo stone smoothly and recorded all the performances that the scholar should have through the flying mosquito net.

"Scholar, look up, pay attention to expressions, be obsessed with ghosts!"

The cold wind blew, and the scholar who was not able to put down his hand seemed to feel something slowly raised his head and looked at the space outside the camera in front of him.

"Girl, start dancing."

"The third camera is given a camera. Ask the camera to focus on the female ghost, take a photo from the scholar's diagonally behind, and take pictures of the scholar's daze and the graceful dance of the female ghost."

Hearing Wang Zheng's instructions, the female ghost subconsciously began to dance the dance that she had practiced countless times.

The long sleeves are flying, the graceful figure is looming, and the gloomy moonlight and wind are unique in the charming style and temptation.

At the same time, the No. 3 camera was turned on and the scene was clearly recorded.

"Don't stop! The actor continues to maintain the status quo. Girl, please go a little to the left. Scholar's book is one inch down. The position of the No. 3 camera position is adjusted. One third on the right side of the picture is the upper part of the scholar's shoulders, and two thirds are the dancing part of the female ghost."

Looking at the imperfect composition in the picture, Wang Zheng's expression did not change at all, and he calmly focused on the sounds and lined up.

Finally, according to Wang Zheng's instructions, this shot was taken according to Wang Zheng's idea.

"Play the first camera position, please throw the white silk into the scholar's arms. Scholar, follow the script to continue acting."

As soon as Wang Zheng's order was released, Nangong Tiezhu immediately prepared as if facing a great enemy. At the same time, the field affairs also threw a white silk from the female ghost's perspective to the scholar's arms at the right time.

The scholar hesitated to pick up the white silk, put down his nose and smelled it.

"Intoxicated, ghosts are obsessed!" Wang Zheng looked at the scholar's actions and guided him in time.

The scholar was also very committed. After receiving Wang Zheng's voice transmission, he lowered his head and sniffed the white silk, and immediately showed an unpredictable intoxication.

"Look up and laugh."

The scholar looked up and looked at the female ghost, showing an unspeakable smile, just like Wang Zheng's smile when he had just made an appointment in his previous life, but he was still saying that he didn't want it.

"Very good, the No. 4 camera is in place, and the female ghost pulls the white silk shot."

"Scholar, get up, and follow the white silk like a lost soul. The camera number one moves slowly and shoots, and shoots the shots of the white silk covering the white silk. The scholar follows the white silk."

"Scholar, he knocked down the lantern in a lost and outrageous state. The second camera shot the lanterns rising and falling in the water tank."

After a few orders, almost everyone in the small room moved, replicating the picture in Wang Zheng's heart.

Looking at the scenes flashing in the aperture with satisfaction, Wang Zheng nodded slowly.

Although there are many flaws in these pictures, these are the parts that can be cut off later. After cutting them off, the rest is almost exactly the same as the picture you think in your mind.

As the lantern continued to rise and fall in the water tank, water drips splashed out under the cold wind. Seeing that the lantern was soaked in water, Wang Zheng came to his senses: "Stop! Very good, this scene has passed."

Everyone was still worried and let out a long sigh.

And at this moment, Wang Zheng showed a smile: "The next one is the meat show, everyone is ready."
Chapter completed!