The script of this advertisement is very simple, short, and even a bit rotten.
Ricardo shot a goal on the court, took a bath, used polos shampoo, and went to a dinner party in a suit. When Ambrosio passed his shoulders and passed, Ambrosio suddenly stunned, Ricardo reached out to help, Ambrosio fell into his arms, smelled the shampoo fragrance, looked up, and the two looked at each other with affection.
卡 Ricardo has long hair, so no wigs are needed when shooting this ad. The shot scoring was a video recording of his second goal against Flamenco.
The lens of the bath will be shot separately later.
What I'm going to do now is the set of shots that met Ambrosio.
No doubt, they both remembered the encounter in reality. Drunk Ambrosio, while passing by with Ricardo, suddenly took a moment and fell into Ricardo's arms.
的 The lens of this set of advertisements is simply a remake of that encounter.
Perhaps it was for this reason that the first half of the filming was completed quickly, including that Ricardo drove a luxury car to a dinner party and passed by Ambrosio, Ambrosio fell, and Ricardo supported him. This set of actions took only three test shots, and the two found the feeling and passed perfectly.
But Ricardo was stumped on the last shot.
"Relax, you're too stiff."
"Be affectionate! Be affectionate! What kind of look do you have? It will scare girls!"
"Please, Ricardo, are you going to the battlefield?"
"Ricardo, pay attention, you are holding Ambrosio's waist gently with your hands, not to let you try to tie her up!"
Ricardo has a wry smile on his face. He also made a lot of advertisements in his previous life. Although his acting skills are almost non-existent, it is not enough to shoot a lens NG so many times.
The key point is that Ambrosio snuggled in his arms and looked at him with affectionate looks too seductive, and the presence of the faint fragrance of perfume on her even made him want to move. His heartbeat accelerated, his palms were sweating, and he felt nervous for no apparent reason, and sometimes even subconsciously looked away.
The lower body reacted involuntarily. Fortunately, his trousers were loose, otherwise he would be ugly in the public.
"Again!"
一次 The shooting failed again. Ambrosio stood upright, looked at Ricardo with a smile, and whispered, "Are I too unattractive? You can't find it."
"On the contrary, you are too attractive."
Luan Ambrosio gave him a charming white glance, which made Ricardo's heart beat again: "Say it again."
Ricardo is not a beautiful girl. In the last life, he personally tasted, and there are not a few beautiful women who are slightly inferior to Ambrosio. Even women who look better than Ambrosio in appearance and figure have come into contact with him.
It stands to reason that he should be resistant to beauties.
But the fact is that now that his body is too young and too energetic, his hormones are filling up so fast that even a little spark will explode.
The flying hormones interfered with his reason, undermined his calmness, affected his judgment, and made him just want to take Ambrosio into an unoccupied house and taste it freely.
How can I calm down and shoot this ad? He didn't want to spend the whole day in the studio.
Suddenly his mind flashed, and he said, "Is there a football here? Give me a football, please."
当然 Of course there should be no football in the studio. Fortunately, however, a staff member brought a football and was prepared to have Ricardo sign his name.
He quickly took the football out of the bag in the corner: "I have it."
"Can you borrow it for me?" Ricardo asked politely.
当然 "Of course." The staff member excitedly handed the football to Ricardo. "Will you bother to sign your name here, Ricardo? My son loves watching you play."
"No problem." Ricardo took it with a smile, took off his shoes, and just started barefooted.
Footballs are up and down like life, and they are beating vigorously. And Ricardo quickly entered the state, throwing Ambrosio behind his head, and there was only football in the center of his eyes.
After more than ten rounds, Ricardo picked up the ball and caught it with his head to control the ball from falling to the ground.
Football wandered a few laps above his head, and then dropped meekly from his back. Ricardo lifted his leg backwards and used the heel to lift the ball to the front.
The camera was already pointed at him, the red indicator light was on, and the scene was recorded quietly.
After more than a hundred feet, Ricardo picked the ball gently, and the football accurately fell into the staff's arms. "Thank you!" He said with a smile, "I'll sign for you when the shooting is over. Now let's continue working!"
Ricardo put on leather shoes and started shooting again.
This time, NG didn't appear again. Ricardo accurately grasped the expression that the leading actor should have. It both looked affectionate and personable. His actions were ambiguous and decent.
"CUT!" The director shouted happily Passed, perfect! "
The staff applauded. Not easy.
Brian Ambrosio still clung to Ricardo's arms and smiled charmingly: "When you retire, you can try to make a movie. The look was just awesome, I almost melted."
"Really?" Ricardo laughed. "But I can't carry a football with me to make movies."
Ambrosio laughed.
The next thing to take is a shot of Ricardo taking a bath. Ambrosio has no lens and can leave in advance.
As soon as she left, she came to Ricardo: "Let's be friends now."
"It's been long ago."
"Why don't you ask me for a phone number?"
卡 Ricardo patted his head: "I'm so nervous. Alexandra, can you give me your phone number?"
"Of course you can," Ambrosio said earnestly, handing him a business card.
Only simply printed: Alexandra Ambrosio, followed by a string of phone numbers, MSN account number and email address.
卡 Ricardo put away quickly and said with a smile, "I'll call you."
"I look forward to it." Ambrosio's soft voice scratched Ricardo's heart like the kitten's fluffy claws.
She took a deep look at Ricardo and turned away, leaving Tingting in a studio.
Ricardo took a deep breath and smiled at the director: "Let's continue."
After the departure of Ambrosio, the shooting progress was extremely smooth. Basically, each shot passed once or twice. The progress suddenly accelerated, and the shooting plan was finally completed in advance.
After meeting some staff's signature needs, Su Shan returned him to his residence.