Chapter 572: Chapter 572
Wilson was taken aback for a moment before suddenly clapping his hands forcefully, as if it had just dawned on him, "Yes, why didn’t I think of this solution before?"
"Because it was Ola’s uncle who came knocking and caused chaos in the crew, you wanted to throw this problem at her to solve. But Ola is still young, not smooth enough in handling things; she definitely can’t resolve this perfectly."
He Jinxia said with a smile, "Her uncle wants to climb up the ladder through Ola, seeing that she can become a big star, and you, as the director, have the power to decide whether Ola stays or leaves with just one word.
You could tell her uncle that if he continues to make trouble, even his niece could be fired. By doing this, you turn a passive situation into an active one, and the power of speech is in your hands.
Director Wilson, you just didn’t think of it for a moment. Actually, who her uncle is most afraid of is you!"
Upon hearing this, Wilson let out a sigh of relief, yes, that’s the way, this method would work!
He expressed his gratitude, "I’m glad you’ve come back. Otherwise, I wouldn’t know how to deal with it."
He Jinxia shook her head, not taking credit, "I haven’t really done anything. You haven’t told your friends about this yet, have you? In fact, if you had, they would’ve given you the same advice as I did."
Wilson shook his head, his eyes crinkling with a smile, "It’s not as simple as that. The solution to this issue is all thanks to you; I will remember your contribution."
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Recently, the screenwriter and I discussed and felt that your character has a lot of potentials to be developed. He thought of several good details specifically for you.
These are all things that haven’t appeared in the script before. I’ve thought about them and found them to be good, so I’m considering including them for you."
Wilson’s words were an offer of a favor to her.
One shouldn’t refuse the benefits that one is given; He Jinxia nodded to him, silently accepting his offer.
As for whose screen time might be reduced in favor of hers, that wasn’t for her to consider.
In the entertainment circle, competition is everywhere. Stars compete for screen time, status, and resources—battlefields as intense and thrilling as any, though without any smoke of gunpowder.
By the time they started shooting in the afternoon, Ola’s uncle had stopped causing trouble. Director Wilson’s mood had cleared after several gloomy days; a rare smile graced his lips, softening his normally stern face, relieving all the other actors.
Heaven knows, during these past few days, facing the director’s dour expression, they had been filled with trepidation, fearing a single mistake might anger the director enough to fire them.
Although the movie was already halfway through shooting, and it wasn’t easy to replace someone at this stage, who knew what Wilson might be thinking?
Some movies had finished post-production only to have a last-minute actor change and reshoot if a problem occurred with one of the actors.
The reshoot could be completed in no more than a few days: such is the power of cutting-edge technology, far beyond what most people would imagine.
After resting for so many days, He Jinxia’s spirit had recovered to its peak, and she quickly adapted to the dance team. They only rehearsed three times before they were ready to shoot officially.
The biggest challenge in shooting a group dance is the coordination since multiple people are involved. Each person’s expression has to be just right, and if one person isn’t up to par, it can cause shooting to fail. Hence, dance scenes are far more difficult to shoot than dramatic scenes.
While He Jinxia and the team looked well-rehearsed, once under the camera, many people’s expressions were off, and the dance moves could appear ragged and out of sync.
All they could do was dance over and over again, trying to align their movements and perfect their expressions. There were no shortcuts, only practice making perfect.
As He Jinxia energetically carried on with the shoot, Ola’s situation also got back on track. The crew had A and B scenes working simultaneously; all actors were busy in action without a moment of downtime.
He Jinxia’s return didn’t give others a chance to relax; instead, it made everyone busier.
By evening, when the workday ended, He Jinxia looked at the slow progress and couldn’t help feeling anxious. How many days would it take to complete one dance at this rate?
What worried her was that she would need to take two days off to attend the Berlin Film Festival in ten days. To afford those two days off from the shoot, she would have to exceed her filming targets.
However, the current filming progress was all about coordinating with team cooperation, and she couldn’t speed things up even if she wanted to.
After a long consideration, He Jinxia made up her mind and resolved to take the initiative to suggest overtime practice with the team in the evenings!
Evenings were not for shooting; they were free time for everyone, and He Jinxia felt that this period could be utilized to enhance the team’s understanding and rapport.
But to have others practice with her for her personal reasons seemed somewhat unreasonable.
After all, she wasn’t some A-list celebrity; she was just a second-tier one, and in M country, she was an obscure second-tier at that, only influential within Huaxia.
So, He Jinxia proposed compensation, leaning towards using money to settle the matter.
However, when she brought up the idea of payment, it met with opposition from many people.
The team members thought that offering money was too vulgar, although it was pragmatic, yet it would hurt their pride.
He Jinxia stood in the dance studio, seeing team members red-faced and arguing, each with their own point of view.
Some didn’t need compensation, while others thought compensation could be given but not money, and another group didn’t care about the form of compensation—they were indifferent.
Watching some of them push each other as the argument escalated, a flash of inspiration struck He Jinxia, and her eyes lit up as she exclaimed, "I’ve got it, I’ve thought of a perfect solution."
She said with a beaming smile, "Don’t you all like Chinese Martial Arts? I happen to know a set of Boxing, how about I teach it to you?"
Someone immediately asked with curiosity, "What kind of Boxing, like boxing?"
He Jinxia pondered carefully, she knew Tai Chi Boxing and Eight Silk Brocade, but Tai Chi Boxing seemed too gentle in the eyes of outsiders, and they might not like it, while Eight Silk Brocade was a bit too difficult and the poses might not look cool enough, perhaps they wouldn’t like it either.
Martial Arts, well, a little bluff was enough; there was no need for real combat, focusing more on the external movements than the internal spirit. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novｅlfire.net
Her team members were all in their twenties, an age group that loves novelty. They didn’t care about actual combat effectiveness; they just needed it to be cool!
Once the main theme was set in her mind, He Jinxia quickly came up with several sets of "Boxing".
And thus, the bluffing deity He Jinxia, made her flamboyant entrance once more!
With her hands behind her back, she raised her head, puffed out her chest, and proclaimed in a loud voice, "The Boxing I am going to teach everyone is not traditional Boxing, the main component is Boxing—"
He Jinxia paused her speech, miming a punching action with her hands as she continued, "It also includes whip technique—"
She pretended to clutch a whip in her hand, spun around in the air, and made a few mock strikes towards the ground.
He Jinxia changed her hand motion to that of wielding nunchucks, her movements fluid as though she had the grace of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin.
She suddenly pulled back her hands, her expression serious, and kicked forward forcefully with one leg, followed by an aerial cartwheel into a split, making her seem more like a gymnast than the athletes themselves.
"And Finger Technique!"
She drew her leg back in, her fingers curled like the head of a snake, and began to bob left and right, "pecking" about.