Chapter 1252

  Seeing that record, Zhao Jinzhi rushed to Taiwan Province immediately.

  As for Li Shixin, after taking a Niuhuang Baogong Pill, Zhao Amei’s high fever really subsided.

   After handing over the matters here to Wu Ming, Liu Feng and others, he also drove to Rongdian with a young man of the filming team.

  Xu Ge, who arrived a step earlier, has already contacted the "Old Time" photography base.

  I heard that it was Li Shixin who wanted to use it. The director of the filming base paid great attention to it and immediately stopped the two web drama crews and freed up the entire area of ​​"Beiping Street" in the base.

The infrastructure of the old time photography base itself is pretty good. The main two shooting areas are the street scenes of small towns imitating the style of the 67s after the founding of the People’s Republic of China. This is where Li Shixin and An Xiaoxiao used to shoot "Flying in the Wind". .

  Another filming area is Beiping Street in the style of the Republic of China.

  The entire filming area covers an area of ​​more than 50,000 square meters, with buildings in the style of the Republic of China including residential buildings, police stations, schools, night clubs, etc.

  After more than ten years of development, the decoration and enrichment of the various crews makes it difficult to distinguish the scene from the real old building from the outside.

  But despite this, after Li Shixin arrived, Zhang Ying took the props department of the base together to urgently set some important scenes and selected costumes to achieve the most realistic level.

  With such a busy schedule, three days passed.

"God, I heard that it was your play. All the special actors from the Screen Actors Guild were rushing over. I chose it initially, and all the good tricks were left. There are more than four hundred and twenty people. Look at us. Do you need to filter it again?"

  Set.

  Hearing Xu Ge's report, Li Shixin pondered for a moment and waved his hand.

   "Cut some! I only need two hundred people. Grandma doesn't know what's going on. Too many people are noisy, and secondly, scheduling problems are too easy."

  "Okay! Then I'll go to convey, and choose the best. After finalizing, let them come over and get familiar with the process."

  Xu Ge nodded, took the walkie-talkie and ran to the temporary crew's office.

Standing on the set street, Li Shixin took a deep breath.

  Through the joint mobilization efforts of the Huaqi Film and Television Rongdian branch and the entire staff of Li Shixin's studio, the scenery of Beiping Street has reached the level of being fake.

  The texture of the urban area, and the houses are scattered. The alleys in deep alleys have white walls and black tiles.

  Some small upstairs on the street are hand-painted posters of movie stars and various advertising posters with the characteristics of the times.

On both sides of    Street, rickshaws parked quietly in front of various shops. The door of the school in the distance was slightly opened, and from time to time a bell rang between classes, which caused waves of pigeons.

  If it were not for the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Li Shixin would even suspect that he had traveled to the pre-stagnation era of the Republic of China.

   "Girlfriend!"

  Looking at the set with satisfaction, Li Shixin picked up the walkie-talkie.

   "How is the wedding house layout?"

   "Godfather right away, my brother is staring at the director Jiao Chendong, and I am rushing to make the wedding gowns for the groom and the bride. It is expected to be finished this afternoon."

"good!"

   Hearing this progress, Li Shixin once again expressed his satisfaction.

   Just when he wanted to go to the private house to see the final effect of the wedding room setting, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

  Seeing Liu Feng's grandson's number on the screen, Li Shixin quickly picked up.

"what's up?"

  "Lord Xin, Grandma is afraid it will be soon."

Listening to Liu Feng's grandson crying anxiously, Li Shixin was taken aback.

   "Fever started around nine o'clock in the morning, and we fed her another An Gong pill, but this time, the fever couldn’t go away."

  Holding the phone, standing on the empty streets of the Republic of China, Li Shixin was in a trance.

   "Bring her and come to Rongdian!"

  He replied heavily to his grandson, Li Shixin hung up the phone and immediately picked up the intercom.

  "Attention to all units! The situation has changed, and the bride goes out early. All units will be finished immediately, and all group performances of the cast will be in place immediately!"

  Hearing his order, the intercom fell into silence.

  "The actor team received it, and ensure that all personnel are in place within forty minutes!"

  "Received the makeup team and costume team! Ready to take over the actor costume!"

  "The set set, the prop set received! It is being evacuated!"

  "The dispatch group is in place immediately!"

  "The firework team is ready to welcome the relatives!"

  The walkie-talkie in Li Shixin's hands, there was a burst of noise.

   3:20 in the afternoon.

  With the sudden stop of the car, a GL8 business suddenly stopped in front of the old time cinema.

  The middle door of the car opened immediately, and Wu Ming, who was agile, jumped out of the car first.

   "Take a hand, lift grandma down!"

"coming!"

In desperation, Liu Feng seemed to forget that he was nearly eighty years old, and rushed to the front with his feet on crutches.

   "What are you doing? Go on, don't mess with it!"

   "Grandson, come here!"

"coming!"

   With the joint efforts of Wu Ming and Liu Feng's grandson, Zhao Amei, who was constantly talking nonsense and flushed, was lifted out of the car.

  The old man couldn't straighten up anymore. When he got out of the car, he almost hung himself on Liu Feng's grandson.

   "Ting Qing. Where is this going?"

  Hearing the old man's whisper, his grandson's eyes were red.

  He moved his lips and took a deep breath.

"Qingru, have you forgotten? Didn't you say that you want me to pay you back for a wedding that Mingzhong is married to. I will marry you today. Wait a minute, the bearer will be here soon. good?"

  His voice was gentler than ever before, but it was just big tears that could not be held any longer.

  Hearing his voice, Zhao Amei's old face arched a smile.

   "I said. Just talk. I don't want any weddings. As long as you can survive."

  Strongly stopped the old man’s shoulders, and the grandson took a deep sniff.

   "Fool, I take everything you say, whether it is a joke or not."

   Choking makes the tone of love words a little weird.

  Squeak!

  At this moment, another Trumpchi business stopped beside everyone.

  As soon as the car stopped, the door was pulled open by Zhang Weiyu vigorously.

  The huge movement made him lose his hold, and the whole person fell down!

   Seeing Zhang Yaozhong come to help, he pushed his old friend's hand away.

  "Leave me alone, what are you guys rubbing around here! Hurry up and take the old lady! Take my wheelchair! The trunk of the car!"

"Hey!"

  Following Zhang Weiyu's roar, Zhang Yaozhong immediately got up and pulled open the trunk, opened the folded wheelchair, and trotted to Liu Feng's grandson.

  Everyone worked together and put the old man on the wheelchair steadily.

  While Wu Ming was pushing Zhao Amei and rushing to the set under the leadership of Zhang Shuo, the grandson turned on the phone and dialed Li Shixin's number.

   "Sir, we are here!"

  "Give Grandma to your brother, you can come to the clothing group to change clothes!"

"good!"

  Listening to Li Shixin’s dispatch order, Liu Feng’s grandson quickened his pace.

the other side.

  Above the runway of Shanghai Airport, a Boeing airliner painted with the paint of Taiwan's senior official airlines is slowly landing.

  (End of this chapter)