Chapter 344 342. Deception
(Written before, when I participated in the Huabiao Awards in Chapter 332, I wrote a BUG. The Golden Rooster Award and the Hundred Flowers Award, the Golden Rooster Award was in 2009, and the Hundred Flowers Award was in 10 years. At that time, the records were mixed, and the two awards were arranged for one year. Then The content of the first chapter has been revised, here is a special explanation.)
Even if it was recommended by him, since this is a "Xu Xin" movie, Zhang Yimou also has no intention of forcing Xiao Xu to do something.
Since you think you need to find a Sanliwan with good acting skills, go for it.
But the same, my advice to you is to walk on two legs.
You follow your way of thinking, and I follow my way of thinking.
Let's have a final touch.
Xu Xin also agrees with this point of view.
If the advantages he learned from the old man make him rank first, second, third, and fourth, then the item of "humility" must be one of the best.
Any director should not be limited to his own thinking.
He can insist on himself, but he has to draw nourishment from others.
The richness and variety of the world and the richness of art lie in their eclecticism, expressing their own opinions, and letting a hundred flowers bloom.
Think about it, if there is only one color in the world forever, what kind of monotony would it be?
…
"In the next few days, I will recommend "The Hawthorn Tree" to some friends. There are writers, writers, critics...even including Lu Xinhua, I will let them read it and have a look."
Hearing Director Zhang's words, Xu Xin was stunned...
"The author of "Scar" Lu Xinhua?"
"right."
Seeing Xu Xin's eyes full of surprise, "Do you still know him?", Zhang Yimou showed a seldom-seen complacent smile.
"What? I haven't met some friends in the past few decades?"
"...Then can you ask Teacher Yu Hua out? I heard that he likes to drink..."
"I'm already a father. I don't want to go home and take care of my wife. Why drink with others?"
Zhang Yimou was speechless and dissatisfied:
"They're all big winemen, why are you joining in the fun with them?"
"Strange words are fine."
"How about I call Shi Tiesheng to you?"
"Uh... I don't have any feelings for him."
Looking at Xu Xin's appearance that he didn't catch a cold, Zhang Yimou said with a...very weird expression:
"It doesn't matter whether you have feelings for him or not. The important thing is that if you bring the three of them together, I can help you break down your admiration for these people."
"…What's the meaning?"
Xu Xin was a little confused.
"Very... informal?"
"Informal?"
Zhang Yimou slightly shook his head with an increasingly weird expression:
"Do you know who was the goalkeeper when Yu Hua played football?"
Xu Xin was stunned.
Suddenly his eyes became absurd:
"Could it be..."
Besides Shi Tiesheng who is trapped in a wheelchair but is called "the giant of the times", who else?
Then Zhang Yimou nodded:
"Yes, it is to put him in the goal... It's not the goal. According to them, they played football with the students of the sports school on the basketball court. Then the goal is the basketball stand... The two put Shi Tiesheng's head at noon. Under the basketball stand, the group of children from the Physical Education Academy dared not move. Because they said that Shi Tiesheng was not in good health, and if the ball hit him, he might be gone..."
"..."
"..."
Not to mention Xu Xin, even Zhang Mo was dumbfounded.
Win... win bamboo shoots~!
It’s really not doing any personnel work at all!
And Xu Xin asked stupidly:
"Then what?"
"Then? You think about it yourself. At noon, let a guy in a wheelchair sit in the sun for a whole afternoon without any shelter, which means he is dead... How about I ask him out for you, and you can ask him face to face Is he going to be goalkeeper again?"
"..."
Surprised, speechless, ridiculous and want to laugh.
Xu Xin opened his mouth...
tentatively asked:
"If I add this to the script..."
"..."
Zhang Mo's mouth opened wide all at once.
And Zhang Yimou's eyes were widened by his imagination:
"Are you crazy? Making a bad movie will be scolded for half a year at most. You messed with three writers...or well-known writers, aren't you afraid of being written into your works and notorious forever?"
Xu Xin's head quickly shook like a rattle.
"Forget it."
Zhang Yimou even dared to forgive you.
Shaking his head slightly, he continued:
"When they finish reading, I will let you join me, but not as a director, but with me, to listen to their opinions on this novel."
"okay."
Xu Xin responded instantly.
But Zhang Mo was a little confused.
Opened his mouth to ask a question, but didn't know how to ask.
But her expression was quickly captured by Xu Xin.
After thinking about it, he said:
"After all, they don't know me very well. Even for your sake, they may not tell me too much. So let them think you are going to direct? Is that what you mean?"
"..."
Zhang Yimou also saw the way he turned his head when he glanced at his daughter just now.
Now, hearing Xu Xin's words, he understood the meaning.
Nodded, looked at the daughter who showed a clear look, and then said:
"Yes, so I will say that I want to shoot this story. You and Momo can come and listen together when the time comes, write down everyone's opinions or suggestions, and go back and ponder it slowly. It is a multi-layered and multi-faceted thing. Especially It’s because you may not have dabbled in this subject, so the opinions of those who have experienced it are particularly important.”
Through dialogue, the two explained the meaning to Zhang Mo straightforwardly.
After he finished speaking, Xu Xin said again:
"Then is there Yu Hua..."
"..."
"I have never dared to read the book "To Live", I heard that it is very miserable..."
Looking at Zhang Yimou's speechless expression, Xu Xin scratched his head embarrassingly:
"So I want to hear the author's own opinion... His book is short of "To Live"."
"You..."
Zhang Yimou was helpless.
"I just call him to come."
"Mmmmmm!"
"..."
For no reason, Zhang Mo saw a kind of disgust on his father's face.
It's like "look at your worthless look".
After Xu Xin got his wish, he asked again:
"And then? How to arrange other aspects of work? When will I agree to direct the news, including the approval of the film project? Next year?"
"No, November."
"...next month?"
Xu Xin was taken aback.
Zhang Yimou nodded:
"right."
"But "Three Guns"..."
"News began to be released in November. On the one hand... Weiping, if I were the producer of other people, he would definitely not agree. But you will definitely be different, because although he knows that you are in Xiying Studio, but because we He thinks that we will have the opportunity to work together in the future. This time I will be your producer, and he will be very happy."
"..."
"..."
After he finished speaking, he saw Xu Xin and his daughter who were frowning, but he didn't have any meaning to explain what he said, and continued:
"The second point, I thought about it just now. Since you are so persistent, I will start the secret casting activity of "Jinling Thirteen Hairpins" from November. And this time the casting..."
"In the name of The Hawthorn?"
"good."
Now, Xu Xin understood what the old man meant.
"You don't want anyone to interfere with this casting?"
"right."
Zhang Yimou nodded:
"Thirteen beauties are thirteen faces of that era. I have to come to each face in person, including those female students. And this time in "Love in the Hawthorn Tree", Jing Qiu's age span is It can be covered in "Thirteen Hairpins". So, when the time comes, we will split up. While looking for Jingqiu, I will look for other people..."
"Why don't you just tell Zhang Weiping..."
Zhang Mo couldn't help but speak, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Because we are friends."
This time, Xu Xin replaced Zhang Yimou to answer Zhang Mo's question.
Then without giving Zhang Mo a chance to continue, he nodded:
"Okay, let's make the momentum bigger. Make the noise over everything else, and it will be more convenient for you then."
"Um."
…
After talking about all the topics in "The Hawthorn Tree", Xu Xin got up and left.
When she drove all the way back to the confinement center, Yang Mi was still asleep.
Instead, he was breastfeeding the child while reading the notepad in his hand.
The edge of the notepad is covered with various colored labels, all of which record the martial arts anecdotes and strangers in the Republic of China era.
Such as Wudang Sword Fairy Li Jinglin, Li Shuwen, Sun Lutang, and even Ip Man and so on.
Some of them are from Juggernaut, and some are from Master’s friends.
Some of them were found in forums on the Internet.
Because from these things, I know the "rules" of martial arts back then.
In the eyes of her and Xu Xin, Gong Er is like the embodiment of rules.
Another beast trapped in the rules all his life.
Even if it’s just a weak girl...
Actors want to play a role, one is to think, the other is to think, and the third is to act.
Gong Er is just a fictional character, but behind her is the whole martial arts world.
This is where the energy and spirit that supports Gong Er lies.
Wulin is the Gong family.
The Gong family is also a martial artist.
If you want to master this role, you must master the entire martial arts world.
So don't look at the usual giggles and fish in troubled waters, in fact, in some invisible time periods or details, she is more serious than anyone else.
However, all of this collapsed with Xu Xin's return.
Seeing her husband come back, he is obviously only 23 years old, and his body has already begun to exude a mixture of young women and girls, but the girl who is full of wifely charms smiled and said in a low voice:
"I'm back~"
"Um…"
Glancing at the son in her arms, Xu Xin asked in a low voice:
"Where is Nuannuan?"
"Just finished eating, the nurse took her away. She sleeps too lightly, not like Yang Yang, so I chatted with the nurse and Aunt Bai today, and I think that I will let Nuan Nuan sleep with those children every day in the future, and I have to get used to it. It's a noisy environment."
Aunt Bai is the confinement wife who takes care of her.
Hearing this, Xu Xin frowned:
"Then I can't hug her to sleep tonight?...Yangyang will follow me?"
"No, my son will sleep with me tonight."
"Tsk."
Xu Xin smacked his mouth in displeasure.
"What are you talking about with Director Zhang?"
"Mainly to talk about the casting of "The Hawthorn Tree"..."
After explaining the different opinions between herself and Director Zhang, Yang Mi tilted her head:
"Three Mile Bay?...What does the nickname Jingqiu mean?"
"The figure is like a winding river. It's very graceful."
“…emmm.”
Yang Mi thought for a while, then asked in bewilderment:
"Isn't that talking about me?"
"...?"
Looking at her lover's suspicious eyes, Yang Mi said:
"Really, isn't that just talking about me? My figure is bulging..."
"But you don't have that clean temperament."
“…啥意思？嫌我脏？…好啊你，姓许的，现在人也到手了，孩子也生了，我就脏了是不是！呜呜呜…男人啊！呜呜呜呜呜…”
Xu Xin was a little speechless.
How could this be staged?
A playful upper body?
have to.
Let's cooperate.
"That's not what I meant. Sorry, I said the wrong thing."
"Apologize! You must apologize to me! Otherwise, I will trample you to death!"
"Well…"
Hearing this punishment method, Xu Xin asked tentatively:
"Do you wear socks?"
"Wear! Wear smelly socks that haven't been washed for days!"
"Black and white?"
"...?"
Yang Mi was taken aback for a moment, then Xu Xin nodded directly:
"Come."
"..."
Looking speechlessly at her lover who can't wait to hug her under the covers...
"Ah!! You are so perverted!"
"…Your…"
Maybe I was rushing to talk, or maybe the atmosphere is here.
Xu Xin asked tentatively.
"Don't think about it, the lochia hasn't come out yet."
Yang Mi shook her head:
"The confinement child is talking."
"...tsk."
Shaking his head reluctantly, he continued:
"Jingqiu must have that sense of age. She is beautiful, but you are too charming, and acting rustic will look very artificial. So it is not suitable~"
"Then are there any suitable ones for us? How about Baozi?"
"... Her acting skills should not be able to support it?"
Xu Xin thought about it and gave his own opinion:
"That Yang Ying..."
"What's more, the bottom line is that you can't have plastic surgery. Director Zhang's bottom line is also mine. What we all want is that sense of innocence."
"Where's Yifei?"
"she…"
Xu Xin frowned suddenly.
A moment.
He shook his head:
"I don't know, let's see again. By the way, is her breast big?"
If it was someone else, Yang Mi would definitely think about it more, but facing her husband, she shook her head honestly:
"I can only say that it is average. It probably means palm treasure."
Xu Xin opened his hand subconsciously.
But immediately clenched into fists again.
"Let's talk about it when the time comes. Walk on two legs, Director Zhang will start the national screening in November..."
After talking about "Jinling", Yang Mi nodded:
"Understood, it's still me."
"..."
Xu Xin asked speechlessly:
"what?"
"Zhao Yumo."
Yang Mi took it for granted.
It's strange to say... How did you say that the woman who was lying on the bed and feeding the child had such a proud face?
"Didn't you just say that I'm too charming? Jingqiu can't do it, Zhao Yumo wants to be charming. Isn't that me?"
"I…"
Xu Xin opened his mouth.
tentatively asked:
"If I am satisfied with the answer..."
"The original taste stepped on the face."
"It's you, it's you."
"Bah, you pervert!"
Spitting out full of disgust, she said:
"Seriously, is there anyone suitable for us?"
"You have to ask Director Zhang."
"...Then it's time for you to recommend other people to have a look."
"okay."
Although he instinctively told himself that there was little hope, Xu Xin still complied.
And the time was almost up, Yang Mi yawned.
Didn't say wash your face or brush your teeth, just pinched the child's diaper, and after making sure there was no need to change it, he said:
"I'm sleepy... Remember to go home after class tomorrow. This time the Golden Rooster Award dress has been delivered home, so I have to go back and try it on tomorrow."
"Um."
Xu Xin responded and turned off the lights.
In a dark bedroom, he walked out in the dark.
…
The Golden Rooster Award is on the 28th, and all the crew members of "The Wind" will come by then.
Xu Xin's dress still fits well. Since his wife became pregnant, his figure has always been at the top level.
No way, hold back, what else can I do without exercising?
After the trial, when Sun Ting helped him take some photos and planned to show them to Yang Mi later, a phone call came in.
is the job number.
Xu Xin took a look and found that it was Yao Tingting who called, so she connected the phone directly.
"Hey, screenwriter Yao, do you have any good news for me?"
As the screenwriter of "Deal", Yao Tingting's nervousness became more and more disturbed when she heard Xu Xin's words.
"Director Xu... are you... in Yanjing?"
As soon as Xu Xin heard this voice, he knew that there was probably something wrong with the script.
Then said:
"I'm at home. What's wrong?"
"...Are you free this afternoon? A few screenwriters and I... want to chat with you about our ideas."
"sure."
Xu Xin glanced at the time and said:
"Where shall we meet?"
"Hmm... the company, can you?"
"Okay, what time?"
"What time is it convenient for you?"
"Anytime, I have nothing to do in the afternoon... How about now? How about it? I went there at about 2 o'clock."
"Okay, then we will start now."
"Um."
In response, Xu Xin hung up the phone.
"I'm going to change clothes, are you going to the confinement center in the afternoon, or going to the company with me?"
"I'll follow you, aren't Uncle Xu and the others in the confinement center?"
Hearing Sun Ting's words, Xu Xin nodded:
"good."
Soon, he took off the dress, and after Sun Ting put the dress in a bag and hung it on the hanger, Sun Ting drove and took Xu Xin directly to the company.
All the way to the back of the company.
When Xu Xin was taking the elevator downstairs, he was still thinking about catching a few fish-fishing employees with a wicked sense of humor in his mind, holding a bathtub and saying, "Oil, Farr!".
pity.
Everyone is working hard.
Of course... It could also be that someone is playing the game on a smaller screen, but their eyesight is not good enough to see clearly.
In short, it looks like a harmonious scene along the way.
Walking all the way to the conference room, he saw Yao Tingting and several members of the screenwriting team recruited by Yang Mi.
These screenwriters are not organized by the company.
is a co-op mode.
After the company assigns tasks, the work period will be settled according to the script.
The script is completed and the money is settled.
The money is very kind, and there is a minimum subsidy of no less than 300 per day during the working period.
In this mode, such a price can be given. For these not-so-famous screenwriters, the treatment can no longer be described as generous.
According to Yang Mi's thinking, this is actually an investment.
Give a lot of money and leave a lot of love. If you have any good works in the future, you will definitely be the first thing that people think of.
She doesn't ask others to be grateful for the kindness of knowing her.
In such a realistic world, if you want to win over people with a little favor... Where can there be so many white wolves for you?
Who is not a fool.
I only hope that when everyone also offers the same price for a certain script, they can have such a passion and bring the script to themselves.
Compared with future income expectations, the monthly investment of up to 9,300 yuan per person is basically negligible.
"Director Xu."
"Hi, Director Xu."
"Director Xu..."
Under the greeting of a group of people, Xu Xin nodded and sat at the main seat in the office.
Looking at the drinks in front of these people, Xu Xin turned to Yang Mi's secretary who also walked in and said:
"A glass of cold-brewed oolong."
"Okay, Director Xu."
The secretary nodded and left.
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"Screenwriter Yao."
Looking at Yao Tingting who was sitting on a chair with dark circles in her eyes, Xu Xin smiled and said:
"Looks like you haven't had much rest?"
"..."
Yao Tingting forced a smile:
"Indeed, I haven't had a good rest."
"Well, what good idea do you have for calling me today?"
Hearing this, Yao Tingting turned her head subconsciously, and glanced at the boy sitting next to her with glasses and very small eyes...
The boy grunted and swallowed.
seems nervous.
"fine."
Seeing his appearance, Xu Xin waved his hand:
"If you have anything to say, you can just say it, and everyone should not be nervous. The worst result is that I don't shoot this script, right? If you have any ideas, just say it. Art exchanges must express their opinions."
Hearing this, several people nodded in unison.
Seeing Xu Xin looking at him, the boy wearing glasses swallowed again:
"It's... like this... Xu... Director Xu, hello. I... my name is Li Ruichao..."
"Um…"
Xu Xin responded, sized him up, and asked before he finished speaking:
"how old are you?"
"Well…"
After Li Ruichao paused, he said quickly:
"20."
"20 years old? ...college?"
"...well, still studying, South China Agricultural University."
Xu Xin was stunned again:
"South China agriculture? Isn't that in Guangdong? How did you come here? How old are you now?"
"I'm just a sophomore this year..."
"...?"
Xu Xin subconsciously looked at Sun Ting.
I don't understand why there is a sophomore boy in my screenwriting team.
Although strictly speaking, he is only a junior...
Sun Ting looked up, and after thinking about it, she replied:
"It was introduced by screenwriter Yao, if I remember correctly. Right?"
Yao Tingting on the side nodded:
"It's me... Director Xu, we met in a small group of screenwriters. Everyone is writing scripts, and then Miss Mi is recruiting screenwriters, so I introduced... the works and so on are brought by Li Ruichao himself , and then selected."
Implication: not through the back door.
She couldn't come through the back door either.
Because before "Trade"...or even now, she is not a regular employee of Shuangwei.
And Xu Xin didn't mean that the kid named Li Ruichao didn't match his abilities.
Just a little surprised.
After all, at the age of 20... still a sophomore, it's too young.
So nodded:
"Well, I understand. Don't get me wrong, I'm not doubting your ability, but you look too young... Leaving aside the script, let me ask one more question, do you want to go to school? If I remember correctly , South China Agriculture seems to be a book, right?"
"...Yes, Director Xu. It is indeed a book. But... I don't like my major very much, I want to be a writer and creator more, so..."
"Your point of view is wrong...Of course, what I'm talking about is just my opinion."
Xu Xin waved his hand:
“A person’s creative ability and level grows with age. In different stages, your perception of things is different, and the things you create are also different.
If you are a student, then I think that you learn about the world while taking classes in school, and accumulate knowledge through the platform you know, and at the same time, carry out your own creation, whether it is an interest or a means of earning a living, will be better.
Although people say that it is necessary to become famous as early as possible, but at this juncture, if you don’t study and accumulate, then you are equivalent to consuming your own creative desire and inspiration. So I don't quite agree with your approach. If you're in school, participating in this meeting remotely, I might be more sympathetic. "
"Well…"
Li Ruichao was stunned.
For a while, I didn't know what to say.
We...
Shouldn't we be talking about the script?
Why did life planning come up all of a sudden?
Seeing him like that, Xu Xin continued:
"Not to mention anything else, at least the collection of books in the university can benefit you endlessly. So I don't recommend that you waste your studies. The best way is to complete it, and after fulfilling the expectations and expectations of yourself or your parents, It would be better to choose your own life...Of course, I’m just offering my own opinion. It’s not that what I said is right and suitable for you. But I suggest you think about it~”
"Well…"
Li Ruichao was stunned for a while, then nodded:
"Okay... okay, Director Xu."
"Well, let's talk about the script..."
"Jingle Bell…"
Before the words finished, Xu Xin's phone rang again.
"Feel sorry."
He motioned for a break, took out the BlackBerry, glanced at it, and handed it to Sun Ting.
Unknown call.
He basically doesn’t pick up the calls, and hand them over to other people to replace him.
Sun Ting nodded and connected the phone:
"Hello, hello?...Are you...huh? Please speak slowly, your unit is...Okay, please wait a moment."
After she muted the phone, she said to Xu Xin:
"Brother Xu, he is a member of the College Student Video Festival Committee."
"…who?"
Xu Xin was taken aback.
"College Student Video Festival? What's that?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Tingting raised her hand:
"Director Xu, I know. The College Student Video Festival was first established by our Communication University. It is an award for discovering young filmmakers and their works. It has been held for three times so far."
Yao Tingting quickly gave an explanation.
And Sun Ting seemed to remember something, and said:
"I remembered, Brother Xu, Liu Ye, Zhou Xun, Gu Changwei, they all participated. Then... last year, the year of the Olympics, because a film "Glorious Fury" won the best picture, it was ordered to stop for a while. Year…"
"..."
Hearing this, Xu Xin thought for a while and said:
"Go out and ask them what they want to do, and explain why they are here."
"good."
Sun Ting nodded, got up and walked out.
After she went out, Xu Xin said:
"Let's continue."
(end of this chapter)