The Ace Producer

asic pavilions and towers, many special scenes of each film crew had to be constructed and transformed by themselves.
So if you climbed up to a higher place to have a look, you would find that the whole film and television base was one big construction site – one side was being torn down to build something, and another side was being built to be torn down again.
The whole film and television base was a mess, and nothing was in order.

The reason we say producers and directors are contractors is that most crew teams are different from the established companies we know.
They are very flexible and can be taken apart and put together.
There are group leaders, cars, costumes, props, makeup, and even the executive director of financial affairs.
They have their own relatively fixed group and person in charge.
When a crew began to work, the producers and directors also began to work in the crew.
The team leaders of various departments led their members to work.
After the shooting of the crew was over, all the teams either dispersed or came together to shoot the next production.

…..It really does look like a labor contractor.

Ye Zhen thought that the comparison of actors being indentured laborers was a bit exaggerated.
Something more comparable is that when you film in the wilderness, even if you finish the filming, there is no place to go and nothing to eat.
All you can do is sit around with the crew all day long.

“The Treasure of Tang Dynasty is currently in the film and television base, surrounded by all kinds of living facilities, so there are no such problems.
But there are other problems, such as too many crews.
Each crew has hundreds of people, and the hotels are not enough.
Many crew members can’t even stay in small hotels, so they have to stay in private homes.
Of course, as a newcomer, Ye Zhen can’t enjoy preferential treatment.
But since she was a newcomer, she didn’t fully understand the rules.
She found herself dazedly following Xi Gu to the nearest 5-star hotel.

So it was properly called “Paratroopers”.

Most of the crew were old people who were used to running all over the country.
So their attitude towards her was not that alienated, to avoid offending, nor close enough to be on intimate terms with.
Once this project has been completed, our relationship will still be as high as the mountains and long as the rivers*.
Who knows when we will meet again?

[TL/N: The original metaphor is that a person’s behaviour or reputation lasts forever, like a mountain.
Later it became a metaphor for deep kindness.]

Ye Zhen clearly felt the unspoken atmosphere, but she didn’t take it to heart.
She usually just did her own things obediently.
After work, she went back to the hotel and did her school project.
In a flash, more than half a month had passed.

That day, as usual, Ye Zhen wrote the daily report.
She made three copies, one to give to the other group of script supervisors and another one to the executive film director.
Finally, she turned to go to the general planning office.
As Ye Zhen was about to open the ajar door and hand in the third copy to the coordinator, she heard someone mention “Ye Yi”.

Startled, Ye Zhen withdrew her hand and continued to listen to the conversation.

“……I’ve always felt that something is wrong with this matter, but I can’t put my finger on it, Lao Wu, do you know what’s going on?”

“You’re asking me? I was indeed in Macau that day, but I wasn’t at the scene,” The person called Lao Wu said in a low voice, “Those people who left seemed hurried.
They didn’t say anything no matter what was asked.”

“Then there’s definitely something going on.”

“Obviously! Everything was going well, why would they leave?”

“No way, but human life is at stake~”

“Shush, do you still want to get along or not?!”

“Ai, doesn’t matter, we’ll just look over this.
Get working…”

Ye Zhen’s head was blank, so dazed that she didn’t know how she had managed to get out of the planning office and back to the hotel room.
By the time she remembered, it was dark and someone was knocking on her door.

Staring at the door for a while, she finally realised that she should open it.
She got up from the floor and staggered to the door.
She turned the lock left and right several times before opening the door.

Xiao Lin, the assistant coordinator at the door, said, “What’s wrong with you? Do you know what time it is? Do you know what time it is? You didn’t give the coordinator the daily report and went back to sleep? What?! You’re so proud of your background!”

When she heard the two words “coordinator”, Ye Zhen looked up at her thoughtfully.
Her messy long hair, red eyes, and pale face made her look a bit grim and somber in the dimly lit room.
Xiao Lin couldn’t help but take half a step back, but she still shouted, “I’m here to get the daily report.
Give it to me as soon as you finish it!”

“Wait a minute,” Ye Zhen replied with a hoarse voice.
She turned around and slowly searched the room for the daily report without even turning on the light.
After a long time, she finally found it when she bent down to look under the table.
She walked back as if floating and handed it to her, “I’m sorry, today I—”

“Bang-” Before she could finish, Xiao Lin grabbed the schedule and ran away as if a ghost was behind her.

“…” She seems to have frightened her.

Under the light of the corridor, Ye Zhen looked at herself in the full-length floor mirror.
She wanted to smile, but in the end she couldn’t.
She closed the room door, turned on the light, and habitually put her hand in her pocket to touch the poker card again and again.
It was not until quite a while later that she slowly took it out of her pocket.

Under the light, what was most noticeable on the card was not the clown representing the king card, but the two words “Ye Yi” that penetrated the back of the card.

“Before I came here, I thought I was thinking too much…”

She wasn’t expecting this, heh—

Thinking about it, Ye Zhen finally smiled.
But her smile was more heartbreaking than when she cried.

Translator ramblings^^

ahhhh, is the Yue girlfriend of Ye Yi involved in his death and she is actually pretending to be in grief or something… bro this shit is fcked up.

yolo, so this is why you should experience translating something in the wee hours^^ bruh, im so sleepy right now that I made so many mistakes and had to reread this so many times that the chapter is almost memorized-_-.

This was another difficult chapter to translate and this chapter is like the main one that really showed me the reality of mtl+edited and human translators… So, please support human translators because they are the best!!!!

see u next time, bye<3