Receiving Tips While Filming

Chapter 69 Receiving Tips While Filming

The Buffalo House ballroom was packed with people. Sofia, holding a glass of wine, stood in front of the second-floor railing, watching the stage with great interest.

Especially the lead dancer, the former bartender.

Vincent pulled his cowboy hat down low and reminded them, "Don't even think about the handsome guys; each of them can create tremendous value for me."

Suddenly, loud music started playing, and filming resumed.

Amidst the screams of countless background actors, Martin, in the trembling of the zombie dance, ripped off his shirt, revealing his well-proportioned, naturally flowing upper body.

"Come on! Keep going!" one of the actresses shouted.

Director Benjamin discovered that he didn't need to create any atmosphere at all; these extras ignited the set on their own.

They burn brighter than flames.

Martin jumped forward, pulled at his waist with his right hand, and his specially made trousers fell down, swung around in his hand a few times, and flew off the stage.

Susan reacted quickly, catching the object and covering her face with it. She took a deep breath, completely absorbed in the moment.

Suddenly her pants were tugged, and she pulled them back with all her might. Four or five people grabbed at them, and with a tearing sound, her pants were ripped to pieces.

The extras managed to snatch the role, but their eyes were drawn to the stage.

The former bartender, who only wore shorts, had exceptionally alluring dance moves, like a Greek sculpture—wild and unrestrained, yet also seductively wicked.

As the dance reached its climax, he arched his body backward, thrust his hips forward, twisted his waist and swayed his hips, swinging wildly and dramatically at an extremely fast speed and rhythm.

It was like a Gatling gun firing.

Susan felt as if she had been shot in the heart and quickly reached out to cover it.

She went into a frenzy, fearing the shards of pants in her hand would be snatched away, so she quickly hid them, then pulled out a dollar bill, crumpled it up, and threw it onto the stage.

The zombie machine gun dance has reached its highest level.

Invisible bullets flew wildly all over the field.

The extras were thrilled by the exaggerated speed and frequency, and couldn't contain their excitement.

The people next to Susan who had grabbed the pants simultaneously used them to cover their mouths and noses.

People who were close to the circular stage pulled out US dollars and started throwing them onto the stage.

US dollars fell like rain.

This wasn't a prop, nor was it provided by the production crew; it was money they brought themselves.

They threw in $1, $5, $20, and $50.

An extra pulled out a wad of rare hundred-dollar bills and threw them onto the stage: "I'm keeping you tonight! You're mine!"

The machine gun dance continues!

At the bar, Robert, swaying his large head, saw the extras going wild because of Martin's hot dance and suddenly understood what Bruce meant.

As expected, Martin convinced the producers with his hard work and talent.

Not far away, director Benjamin nodded in satisfaction and raised a megaphone: "Cut!"

The music stopped, but the extras' frenzy didn't stop; they continued shouting, jumping, and throwing...

The atmosphere is contagious.

Then, more banknotes flew onto the stage.

Benjamin suddenly asked the blonde woman wearing a hat next to him, "How is it?"

Jenna Jameson, who had quietly approached, said, "He's a star, a superstar! He shouldn't be here; he should be in Las Vegas or the San Diego Union-Tribune."

Benjamin said, "Now he's my leading man."

Jenna licked her dry lips: "You don't mind if I poach your talent, do you?"

Benjamin laughed: "He's just like me, an employee. If you can get him, go ahead."

Jenna pulled her hat down low: "Find someone to take me backstage."

Benjamin shook his head at his assistant.

Then, he looked at the director of photography: "Jackson, shoot these scenes; they'll be used in the editing."

Standing by the railing on the second floor, Sophia said, "Martin isn't one of yours anymore."

Vincent cautioned, "His relationship with Kelly Gray is unusual."

Sofia understood: "No wonder he got the lead role, huh, Kelly Grey..."

Martin ran backstage, took the jacket Hart handed him, and put it on.

Carrington and a few others followed in from behind, each carrying a large pile of clothes.

Hart shouted, "Quickly get the box out and help Martin's dad put it away; it's his spoils."

Martin was exceptionally generous: "They're all yours."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the lounge door, and Benjamin's assistant brought in a woman, saying, "Martin, Miss Jameson is looking for you."

Martin immediately turned his gaze in that direction.

Jenna has seen and experienced all sorts of occasions, so she confidently took off her hat and said, "Hello, Martin."

Hart realized what was happening: "You are...you are..."

Jenna nodded: "It's me."

The group of handsome men immediately abandoned their Martin Daddy and swarmed around Jenner, more excited than if they had met an Oscar-winning actress, asking for autographs one by one.

Hart, that shameless bastard, pointed to his pants: "Jenna, can I sign this here?"

Jenna reached out, grabbed the hand, and quickly signed her name.

Hart looked up excitedly and exclaimed, "Starting today, I'm not washing anymore! Never again!"

Carrington brought out his camera and asked Martin to take a group photo.

After a while, Jenna broke free from the group of idiots and carefully examined Martin. He was a top choice in terms of both physique and appearance.

Martin smiled and said, "Hello, Jenna, this is quite a surprise."

Jenna said, "We have a scene together tomorrow, so we need to get familiar with each other beforehand." She tilted her head slightly: "You know me very well?"

Martin carefully chose his words: "A little."

"It's okay, it's a legitimate profession." Jenna doesn't see anything wrong with it; there are countless couples in the industry where the husband is the director and the wife is the leading actress. She said, "I read the script and the set design, and it's hard to imagine."

Martin couldn't elaborate: "You'll understand when you see the set-up tomorrow. It's not difficult to leave it to me to take the lead."

Compared to the many moves I did as a stunt double in my previous life, these are just child's play.

Jenna said, "Then it's up to you."

The two chatted for about ten minutes before the makeup artist came in to touch up Martin's makeup, and Martin prepared to go on stage to dance again.

He doesn't have many dramatic scenes; most of his scenes involve fighting, fighting in two different senses.

After Jenna left, Hart came in with a large stack of dollars, grinning, "Daddy Martin, here's your tip."

Martin pulled out the large denomination bills and patted the remaining bills of less than 20: "Son, go tell the crew that I'm treating tonight."

He had never seen anyone receive tips while filming before.

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The following morning, the crew moved to a temporary soundstage set up at the car dealership for filming.

In post-production, the footage will be composited into the background of the Wild Things House.

A rotating platform was specially built on the top of the studio, and the hanging iron chains can rotate within a certain range.

When Benjamin saw Martin and Jenner come out after they finished their makeup, he said, "Jenner is busy, so let's take advantage of your good energy and shoot the most difficult scenes first."

Martin looked up and said, "I'm fine."

Jenna said, "Let's go then."

The stunt team came over and secured the two with safety ropes. After a few tries, Martin, relying on his good foundation from his previous life, quickly mastered the technique of exerting force, and filming officially began.

(End of this chapter)