Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 1195 Drag the dog author out and shoot him!

Liu Chenxi's reasoned argument caused quite a stir.

Many staff members and extras around them looked over curiously.

Especially her last sentence, "Do you even know what the military is? What a tough soldier is?", put the screenwriter and director in a very awkward position.

At this moment, Liu Chenxi's agent quickly stepped in to smooth things over, trying to pull him aside and persuade him not to be so impulsive.

"Alright, Chenxi, let's film it the way the director says."

"This is a rare opportunity; it's a significant project for your career transition, and we're not even the lead actors..."

Liu Chenxi's mind was filled with the advice Qin Feng had given her before.

He also knew that being a soldier was not easy, which was why he had to argue his case.

"Even if I'm not the lead actor, I still need to make my stance clear!"

"Soldiers embody patriotism, courage, and excellent conduct. If it's just about pandering to homoerotic undertones, copying romantic pairings, and acting cool and handsome, then you can cast whoever you want to make this drama, I'm not going to put up with it!"

After saying that, Liu Chenxi simply gave up, saying that at worst he would just have to pay the penalty for breach of contract.

She would rather have worked for nothing for the past two years than tarnish the reputation of the military and bear such a bad name.

The scene immediately descended into chaos. The director and screenwriter were furious, and the agent, caught in the middle, was also in a complete predicament.

Just then, a commotion broke out among the crew members on the perimeter. Several soldiers rushed onto the set and were stopped by them.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? What are you doing? Do you know where you are?"

"Of course I know, you're filming a movie, right?"

Qin Feng led Long Tianye and Zhuang Ping over.

The stagehands tried to drive them away, but Zhuang Ping and his companion pushed them aside.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Liu Chenxi, who was in a fit of anger and on strike, was also stunned.

She was especially surprised when she saw the two bars and four stars on Qin Feng's shoulder.

The last time they met, Qin Feng was wearing civilian clothes, and his uncle never mentioned Qin Feng's military rank or position, only saying that he was a very outstanding young soldier.

Therefore, Liu Chenxi naturally regarded Qin Feng as a member of the honor guard, after all, he was quite tall and handsome.

"Hello, it's nice to meet you again, Brother Wang."

"Forehead......"

Liu Chenxi blushed deeply.

She thought Qin Feng was deliberately teasing her.

But actually, because of her nickname, Qin Feng always subconsciously assumed that her surname was Wang.

At this moment, the director and screenwriter walked up with frowns, glanced at the military rank on Qin Feng's shoulder, but did not say much.

"Hey comrade, what are you doing here? This is a film set, you can't just wander around like that!"

"Here's the thing, I've had a dream of becoming an actor since I was a child, so I wanted to see if you need any extras? I'm fine with anything, from going up to the sky and down to riding horses and shooting arrows, as long as you provide boxed lunches."

Upon hearing this, the director and screenwriter were amused, never expecting that this cadre was just trying to get some screen time.

In fact, in the early stages of the project's preparation, quite a few active-duty military personnel did find them through various connections, hoping to become familiar with them.

In earlier years, many excellent military-themed works used a large number of active-duty soldiers for filming, and their on-screen images did indeed enhance the works.

Nowadays, military-themed works are not popular at all. Anyone who dares to shout patriotism will be criticized as someone who is making a living off patriotism and trying to gain traffic.

Therefore, with a smaller audience, the number of such works naturally decreases over the years.

"Excuse me, sir, we don't need any extras at the moment."

"Then, shall I be your guide?"

Qin Feng offered, "This lady called me earlier, wanting me to be her military advisor. With my rank, I know more about things in the military."

"If you have any needs later, such as wanting to borrow a scene or a chariot, I can help you arrange it."

Liu Chenxi was quite surprised. He didn't expect that Qin Feng, whom he couldn't get to come by phone before, would actually come in person now.

Despite holding the rank of senior colonel, he only wanted to make a brief appearance and be an extra.

She really couldn't understand what Qin Feng was thinking.

The director and screenwriter are still struggling with the issue, as they themselves are unsure who is in charge.

Previously, they had spoken with Kevin Lei, who was also a senior colonel, and he said that this area was under his jurisdiction.

But now, suddenly a young colonel has arrived, also saying he can take charge of this area; this has left the director very frustrated, wondering if the planning was not well communicated, and now two groups of people have emerged to claim their own territory.

Qin Feng seemed to sense the other party's concerns and said bluntly, "In terms of work, Comrade Lei Kaiwen needs to cooperate with my arrangements, and since I come from the military, I have more authority."

Upon hearing that a higher-ranking leader had arrived, Zhou Haotian, the rising star and top male idol who had been resting in the RV, also came out.

He scrutinized Qin Feng's appearance and physique, which were not his own, especially the other's more angular jawline, and suddenly an idea came to him.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Haotian, from Galaxy Entertainment."

"Hello, Qin Feng."

"Are you interested in acting? How about being my stunt double? I can offer you double the market rate. What do you say?"

"Twice, how much is that?"

Zhou Haotian's agent held up two fingers.

"two?"

"Two hundred thousand?"

The agent laughed in exasperation: "What are you thinking? It's two thousand a day. If there are scenes involving falling into water or rain, we can add an extra five hundred."

Qin Feng laughed: "Two thousand yuan a day? That much?"

He turned to look at Long Tianye and Zhuang Ping: "Did you hear that? You can earn this much a day as a stuntman!"

Long Tianye and the other man scoffed, "Don't even mention two thousand, even if you had two hundred thousand or two million, you still wouldn't be able to buy Brother Feng as a stand-in!"

These people are really stupid; they can't see that Qin Feng is just playing with idiots.

Qin Feng: "I'd like to think about it. Could you give me a copy of the script? I'd like to see if there are any particularly complex or dangerous stunts."

The director hesitated, since the script was kept secret during filming, but Zhou Haotian didn't care and gave away his copy of the script directly.

He wasn't very satisfied with the stunt double the crew had hired. It wasn't that he questioned the stuntman's skills, but mainly because he thought he looked terrible.

If someone freezes the image and then discovers that he has a round face, wouldn't that ruin his image?

Qin Feng took the script and left without pausing.

We walked and looked around, laughing as we went.

Long Tianye was so itchy that he came over several times to see what was inside.

At this moment, Liu Chenxi caught up from behind and asked Qin Feng what his purpose was in coming here.

Qin Feng looked up and waved the script in his hand at him: "I'm just curious. I want to know how screenwriters and directors these days describe the military and how they define soldiers?"

Liu Chenxi bluntly stated, "Then you will definitely be very disappointed."

"why?"

"Because this is a complete and utterly terrible movie!"

"How to say?"

"Would you beat up your squad leader, talk back to your company commander, kiss and hug your special forces instructor, and eventually cross the line and elope?"

"?????"

Qin Feng and his two companions were covered in goosebumps.

Is this even a plot that a human brain could come up with?

Shouldn't they drag the dog author and screenwriter out and shoot them for half an hour?