: Five hundred and ninety four, jailbreak

hum...

The professional tattoo needle shakes back and forth on the arm, and the vibration sound is a bit harsh.

The tattoo artist is a middle-aged man.

Wrapped in a turban, painted with deep eye shadow, and has a nose ring on the nose.

In an instant, the sound of vibration stopped, and the tattoo artist put away the tattoo needles, looked carefully at the work he had just completed, and couldn't help showing a smug smile on his face.

"finished!"

"Can I appreciate you again?" Putting down the things in his hands, the tattoo artist raised his orchid finger, which was a bit like a lady.

But at this time, the man said:

"You really are an artist, Kang!"

"So handsome, so handsome..." Looking at the man in front of him, the tattoo artist shook his head and sighed, "Are you really planning to go out like this?"

...

"OK, it's over, the next scene!"

The shooting location of the next scene is very close to the tattoo parlor. Turn left when you exit the old residential area, walk about 200 meters, and you will see a skyscraper ~ Lianju Zhongyong Building!

And the filming place of the crew is on the top floor of this building.

At a quarter past nine in the evening, when Sun Hao led the crew to arrive, another group of staff had already finished setting up the shooting scene.

"director…"

The person who greeted him was Wu Ershan, who graduated from the Directing Department of the Film Academy. After graduation, he went to engage in performance art. He was discovered by Han Shanye recently, and he was hired by Sun Hao as a set director.

He pretended that he was sent by the organization to help you, but Sun Hao knew that it was actually Han Shanye who found out that he was still a good seed and asked him to help him lead it.

"Hmm... well done!"

Wandering around the room, Sun Hao observed every detail very carefully, especially the newspapers pasted on the floor-to-ceiling windows, some were lined, some were not, some were marked, some looked ordinary But its content has been emphatically described in black pen...

"Thank you director!"

Wu Ershan has a **** mustache and smiles, looking very happy.

"director…"

"Um?"

"Actually, I think so!

As far as your image, temperament and figure are concerned, it seems that you are more suitable for the male number one of "Prison Break" than Liu Ye. "

"Hehe, right? Actually, I think so too."

At this moment, under the command of Gu Changwei, several assistant photographers were busy arranging cameras in the room, so Sun Hao had the leisure to play a joke with Wu Ershan.

"It's just a trick of good fortune!

I was banned from acting on camera for five years. "

"It seems that the TV series "Prison Break" can't be shown in our mainland, right?"

"yes!

But even if "Prison Break" cannot be played in the mainland, I have to abide by the ban. Sun Hao shrugged with a wry smile.

"More than a year ago, I actually had a cameo role in a Hong Kong movie on Hong Kong Island, and it was with Cecilia Cheung.

But what?

People from the film management department actually made a special trip to Hong Kong Island to find the producer, "persuading" them that the film can be screened on Hong Kong Island, and even in all places outside the mainland, and we have nothing to do with it.

but?

From then on, your company's films will no longer be allowed to enter the mainland market. "

"Then..., director, what's going on now?" Wu Ershan was curious.

"I even **** forgot the name of that movie because it never came out until now."

"Well…"

And when Wu Ershan was surprised, the voice of Wu Jing, the recorder, came from the walkie-talkie in Sun Hao's hand.

"Director, all departments are OK!"

"Power on!"

Walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger.

Liu Ye in a black suit and white shirt entered the door, and put the key on the shoe cabinet without any hassle.

Without stopping, after turning on the lights, Liu Ye walked directly to the French windows, tore off the newspaper photos stuck on the glass windows one by one, and then squeezed them tightly in his hands.

After tearing up the newspaper, he walked to the back of the computer, and pulled the mobile hard disk from the computer mainframe three times, five times and two times.

...

"OK, it's over, tonight's filming is over!

As usual, the production team no longer prepares a unified opening banquet, but sends money to you, and you all go out to play together. "

Like the previous movies, on the first day of filming, Sun Hao always arranged the tasks very easily, basically calling it a day after three or five scenes.

Of course, today is also a record. Sun Hao announced that everyone can go out and play after only two scenes were filmed.

"Aww..."

The people in the crew, whether they were photographers, prop masters, artists, make-up, or actors Liu Ye, Xia Yu, and Zhang Junning, all waved their hands excitedly.

~~~~~~~

Zhang Yimou was taken aback.

At least Zeng Li thinks so. She has seen this state in Zhang Jizhong and Jiang Wen.

Except for Sun Hao, these Chinese directors are all virtuous, isn't it Ruyue and Feixue fighting among the yellow leaves flying in the sky? Why do you want to torture yourself half to death? Isn't it very pleasant?

The crew of "Heroes" has been camping in the Populus euphratica forest in Sidaoqiao for half a month, but the scene has not been able to shoot well.

If the light is wrong, if you don’t shoot, the sunlight should shine directly, leaving mottled shadows on the ground through the leaves; if the actor’s state is wrong, if you don’t shoot, whether it’s Maggie Cheung or herself, there must be a sense of elegance when fighting; All the conditions are met, but I still don't shoot...

The reason is simple, Zhang Yimou got stuck suddenly, why did Feixue and Ruyue fight this fight?

Is it just to fight for the broken sword?

This is no reason for them to fight!

Feixue is the master, and Ruyue is the servant, the status of the two is vastly different in ancient times, even if the servant and the master both fell in love with the same man, she would not dare to fight.

Director Zhang Yimou is digging out the script, and it is said that his head has been scratched for the past two days.

But Zeng Li was very leisurely, pulling Maggie Cheung to eat hot pot in the hotel room.

Although it is the end of July and the beginning of August~www.mtlnovel.com~ but the night in the northwest is already very cold. If you don’t wear a thick coat to go out, you will definitely be chilled.

Therefore, in this kind of weather, it is quite happy and enjoyable to hide in the hotel room and eat hot pot.

"Lily, thank you!"

After eating a mouthful of boiled mutton, Maggie Cheung immediately raised her red wine glass.

"You're welcome, Miss Maggie."

Zeng Li, who had already had an idea in her heart, picked up the wine glass, touched her, and took a small sip.

"Lily..."

"Um?"

"After not being with the director for so long, do you miss him very much?"

In Maggie Cheung's mind, strength has always been the king. Therefore, there are two people in China who she calls directors without prefixes. One is Zhang Yimou and the other is Sun Hao.

Even his old partner Wang Jiawei can't be ranked, the reason is actually very simple, that guy's filming is too dark.

"Yes, of course I do!

But there is no way, we are all actors, we must have our own career. "

Although she was laughing and chatting, Zeng Li secretly planned in her heart, Sister Maggie, please help us endorse the underwear brand! Well, is it too straightforward to say this?

However, at this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"Dangdangdang..."

Zeng Li walked over, opened the door, and was immediately stunned. A girl about 20 years old was standing at the door.

"Sister Lili, please help Yimou. He has been meeting with the screenwriter for more than ten hours, but he still can't think of a good solution. Then, now, he can't even eat."

"Well, I'm afraid I can't help you with this."

"How can you not help?

Screenwriters Li Feng and Wang Bin came up with the idea, let me find Sun Hao through you..."

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