Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

It was only then that Blanche Capra felt a bad breath come out of her heart: it wasn’t her trying to steal the shot it was Samira herself who didn’t want to be in the shot!

“Cut!”

With that sound, everyone looked as if they had suddenly been immobilised. Then reacted quickly again and each climbed out of the water.

“Alright, everyone go wash up and change clothes as soon as possible, let’s get ready to go to the next venue to shoot.”

“Director,” while the director was preparing to tell everyone to disperse, Samira managed to climb up with the help of her assistant and ended up shouting her grievances at the director as soon as she came up.

“Director~ Look at me in the set of shots with Blanche Capra. I didn’t even appear in the front face, I’m asking for a reshoot.”

Samira small broken step extremely fast walked to the director’s side, very naturally holding the director’s arm, that move ambiguous is simply to show the world that she and the director’s relationship, and then looked at the people around her to see Samira’s this move a look of no wonder, Blanche Capra felt as if she understood what.

Sure enough, the director heard Samira’s coquettish complaint and walked over to the cameraman, “Pull up the photos you just took of the two of them and show them to me.”

“Look director, it’s all her shots, my face is blocked out.” After seeing the photos and finding the evidence, Samira complained towards the director in a petulant voice that looked like she was aggrieved, and at the same time, she proudly provoked Blanche Capra with her eyes.

Blanche Capra sighed in her heart, this Samira is really a talent, obviously it is her who doesn’t want to appear in the camera, and now she is blaming her for blocking her shot? She hadn’t pulled her into the angle she was shooting from. Well, one did mess up her make-up though.

“Blanche Capra, what is wrong with you? A two-person shoot is now completely dominated by you alone, and Samira’s become a set-piece does that make sense? We are shooting a group picture and the main thing is to highlight a whole subject! How are we going to carry on with future shoots if we’re all going to be like you?”

Blanche Capra was still sighing in her heart, when the director scolded her.

This kind of wrongdoing anyone can not stand, Blanche Capra do not care so many people in front of them also want to fight for their own: “Director, this is not I want to block Samira’s camera, it is her own want to hide out of the camera. At that time, many people were there and saw it. You can ask them if you don’t believe me.”

This is a fact, so many people saw it, Samira did not want to deny it, but this does not mean that she will admit her fault. Samira red eyes, looking at Blanche Capra, as if she had suffered a great grievance from Blanche Capra, she choked and said: “You still have the nerve to say, if it was not for you to forcefully If you hadn’t thrown water in my face, how could I have ducked out of the shot?”

Blanche Capra look at her this kind of small white flower like I see pity straight in the heart sigh: this acting skill, not to go to mix the entertainment industry is really a pity.

“But didn’t you splash me? When I was filming, I was also pure face on the camera. This is a deep sea theme, people are soaked in water, how can anyone not get a little bit of water on them?”

Samira was choked speechless, only after half a minute did she sobbed and cried to everyone, “But you can’t splash water so excessively. We are models, we all rely on our faces to make a living, how can we not put on a bit of make-up when taking photos?”

As soon as she said this, everyone nodded their heads: not everyone has the courage to show their face to the public, especially the camera!This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

When Samira saw that everyone was nodding their heads, she was even more confident, “I admit that I threw water on you too, but look at you now, you can still be on camera and continue to shoot the film, but I can only get off the set. This photo shoot is supposed to be playful and gentle, but look at you now, you’re making it look like we’re fighting.”

Blanche Capra is amazed at Samira’s logic, but everyone around her thinks she’s right, even the director says that the photos won’t work, that her movements don’t fit the theme of the film, and that they should be pushed back and reshot.

So the machines and equipment that had just been put away were put back out, and the models put on their make-up again: the make-up on almost everyone’s faces had been washed off after the scene in the water.

By the time the crowd got back into the water an hour had passed.

“Alright, all departments get ready, let’s try to get through it in one shot and start filming!”

With the lesson just learnt plus the fact that it was really late now, if there was any more delay, this scene would be filmed until noon, and probably even lunch would have to be postponed. So everyone was serious, hoping that one would pass, Blanche Capra no longer wanted to write to Samira to return the favour, and Samira, not wanting to spend much time underwater, had no more ideas this time, so this one could be filmed smoothly according to the previous idea, no surprises.

“Cut!”

Just when everyone thought they could go up and call it a day for the time being, the director shouted angrily: “All of you start over again, what’s the point of calling it a day if you haven’t finished filming it?” He first scared off those few models who wanted to come up, straight to the people admonished resentfully back, before pointing the finger at Blanche Capra.

“Blanche Capra! Do you know how to do a photo shoot or not? A professional model in the water should use what kind of smile, what kind of strength to take a good deep water frolicking this theme you also do not know, also can not? Huh?”

Blanche Capra was admonished and felt aggrieved in her heart: she thought that her strength and angle, including her expression, were all spot on this time, but the director still said this to her.

Unable to do anything else, the crowd reshot the film again at the director’s request, but this time, I don’t know whether it was because the director suddenly became stricter or the atmosphere on the set suddenly became more serious, but someone always made a mistake at one point or another. It took several more takes to get through.

By the time everyone had cleaned themselves up and was ready to eat lunch, it was already one in the afternoon.

“Everyone hurry up and eat, it’s already one in the afternoon, our last scene in the morning dragged a lot of progress, in the afternoon before two thirty everyone I don’t care if you have eaten well or not, in any case I want to see you guys who are already ready on the ‘Green Grassland’ theme field. Alright, all eat quickly.”

“Ah…” the director had just finished announcing the afternoon schedule when a wail went up from underneath.

“Director, it’s already one o’clock. We have to eat and put on make-up and change clothes, and it’s simply too late to gather at 2:30.” Some models immediately complained to the director, hoping he would change his mind.

“Do you think I don’t know that time is tight? That’s why I told you guys to hurry up. I’ve said that I’ve delayed the progress too much in the morning, if I don’t catch up, I’m going to lose money on my labour cost fees. Well, if you have this time to complain why don’t you hurry up and go eat.”

The director finished speaking and went to his lounge. Leaving a group of female models in the room screaming.

“It’s also our bad luck, originally the last shot in the morning was fine, but some people caused some problems. We had to re-shoot several times.” The man said and also seemingly glanced a few times in the direction of Blanche Capra.

“Well, you should stop talking and eat. We’ve got quite a lot of stuff to film this afternoon.”

Another voice, though persuasive, though not blaming her, Blanche Capra knew that must be in the back of all these people’s minds right now. They were blaming her for deliberately stealing the scene from Samira when she started, so much so that she’d had to return to work several times since then, and her lunch hour had been delayed not to mention the daunting task of the afternoon.

Would she have stolen the scene with Samira later if Samira hadn’t stolen it from her first? Besides, if it wasn’t for Samira crying foul at that time, this one would have already passed, and maybe there would have been one more shot in the morning, and they could have rested collectively by now. If it wasn’t for the director’s nitpicking, they wouldn’t have had to film so many scenes.

But on the film set, the sky is the biggest, the director is the biggest, everyone naturally dare not call the director’s bluff. As for Samira, by the looks of them it was that they all knew that she had hitched a ride with the director, so naturally they didn’t dare to mess with her either. Then, the only one who can be complained about, the only one who can make the crowd say it out of anger is himself.

Blanche Capra smiled bitterly, although she knew this was the case, she still had some difficulty in opening her heart.