[The same song cheering for the Olympics concert ended last night at the Olympic Sports Center Gymnasium.
In the two-hour performance, the performances of the international kung fu superstar Yi Long and the film and television star Zeng Li were the most eye-catching. Especially Yi Long, a new song "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scale" made the 20,000 audience excited...]
[Zhang Yimou, Chen Kaige, Jiang Wen, Li An, Sun Hao and other film directors appeared together at the "Same Song for the Olympics Concert" last night. It is estimated that the relevant departments are making some preparations...]
[The song "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales" caused a boom last night, and it was on the "Chinese Music Chart" at zero o'clock today. At four o'clock in the morning, as of press time, this song has already reached the top...]
[According to the reporter, the songwriters of the song "Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth" are all well-known domestic directors Sun Hao...]
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Courtyard No. 15, Shoubi Hutong
Sun Hao, the owner of the residential area at No. 22 Dongzhong Street, has not returned home, and Tan Long is already sitting under the grape arbor of his house, while being carefully manipulated by Huang Hua, the makeup artist of the crew, while patiently listening to his Personal assistant reads newspaper.
The newspapers and assistants helped him buy a total of seven copies, such as "Jingcheng Daily", "Jingcheng Morning Post", "Entertainment Fresh Express", etc..., as long as they were available in the market, they basically bought them all.
What Yilong needs to paint is aging makeup, which is a bit troublesome, especially the wrinkles and age spots on the face, which need to be carefully outlined.
Because of this, his personal assistant has already recited the entertainment news that happened yesterday, but the makeup is still not over.
"Brother..."
"Um?"
"From the news, it means that our country has already won the right to host the 2008 Olympic Games?" Maybe because he was afraid that Tan Long would be upset, Huang Hua chatted with him while putting on makeup.
"probably!
After all, among the [63 prophecies], there was such a sentence, May 12, 2008, the eve of the Beijing Olympic Games. "My singing was perfect last night, which made Yan Long very happy, and he was very happy to chat with Huang Hua.
"But what if it's not allowed?"
"In case it's not allowed..." At this point, Yi Long secretly looked around, seeing that there were very few staff members who entered Sun Hao's house before the time, so he lowered his voice and said:
"Miss Huang, there is no possibility of inaccuracy, because the first four prophecies have all been fulfilled, and they are accurate.
Therefore, Hong Kong Island, where spies from all over the world gather, is now even more chaotic. They are determined to find out who made that shocking prophecy? "
"Didn't [63 prophecies] be sent by Du Wenze? And he was killed by the Japanese?"
"Haha... Miss Huang, if you believe this news, you will lose!"
…
The two were chatting when Sun Hao walked in from the outside.
"Ms. Huang, morning!"
"Brother, morning!"
"Director, you're early too!" Yan Long and Huang Hua said in unison when they saw Sun Hao.
"It's getting late, no, I'm here, and you're already busy with your work." Sun Hao walked under the grape trellis, and carefully looked at the old-age makeup of Tian Long.
"Miss Huang..."
"Um?"
"Brother's makeup is a bit too old. After all, he is an astronaut. Even if he is old, his face should have a kind of vigor and vigor."
"Well... let me think about it."
Holding Yan Long's head with both hands, Huang Hua thought seriously.
Perhaps because Huang Hua looked at him ashamed, Yi Long distracted himself by chatting.
"Director, why didn't you stay at home last night?"
"Today I'm going to use my courtyard house for filming. I'm afraid that if I get up late, it will delay everyone's work, so I gave Li Yu the keys to the house and asked him to come and open the door, so that I could set up the shooting scene in advance."
"Director, I heard that you were appointed as the chief director of the celebration party for the success of the Olympic bid yesterday?" Yan Long blinked and asked in a low voice.
"Who said that?"
"Overnight, there are so many rumors!"
Sun Hao sighed.
In the current entertainment circle, news spreads faster than the **** internet media.
"Director, is that true?" Tan Long said in surprise.
"Roughly the same."
"Then you have to reserve more than a dozen singers for the Hong Kong Island music scene. After all, we also have to contribute to the Olympic bid."
"good!"
Sun Hao agreed very simply, and walked towards Ning Hao. The grapes under the grape trellis were still green, and Ning Hao, who had finished arranging the camera position, was about to start with the unripe grapes.
"Old Ning, what are you doing?"
"Hey... I'm not a director, I just want to bravely express my love for Green Grapes."
…
"!"
"Hello, Dr. Tang Ren, I'm Chai Jing, the host of CCTV, and I want to do a comprehensive and in-depth interview with you about the accident that happened on Mars 30 years ago."
At Tang Ren's house, under the grape trellis, a young and capable woman talked eloquently in front of Tan Long.
"Sorry, I don't have time." Tan Long closed the book with his hands, and adjusted his glasses.
"How can you not have time? You have been retired for so long."
"Retirement...how is it possible?" Tan Long stood up from his chair and smiled.
"I also want to go to the space city to give lessons to the astronauts."
"No way…"
"Why not, I'm going to teach them how to save their lives on alien planets."
"Okay, it's over, the next scene, Beijing University of Technology."
…
September 17th, sunny
Sun Hao came to Studio No. 4 of Beijing Film Studio early. The movie "The Martian" still has the last scene to be filmed today, and it will be officially wrapped after filming.
Since after the finale, there are still 20 days before the start of the next movie "The Departed Walker", so more than 200 crew members are as excited as if they were pumped.
After eighty-four busy days, Director Sun Hao can finally give everyone a long vacation.
"Old Ning..."
"Um?"
"Where do we go on vacation?" Seeing the photographer Ning Hao making calls non-stop, Xing Jianbo approached cheerfully and asked.
"I want to go to Qiong Province with my daughter-in-law. She said a long time ago that she has never taken a sea bath when she grows up, so I decided to take her there." Ning Hao smiled from ear to ear. I called and told my wife that I had already booked a flight to Sanya.
"Oh... Sanya?
I also want to fly to Sanya with my wife and children. If we meet there, let's go together. "Xing Jianbo was equally happy. The crew provided free round-trip air tickets, so idiots don't travel.
"Okay!" Ning Hao happily agreed.
"After we played, we just flew to Hong Kong Island together to attend the opening ceremony of "The Departed Walker."
But ~www.mtlnovel.com~ was chatting hotly when suddenly, Ning Hao was patted on the shoulder.
"Hey... Hello, is Director Sun Hao in?"
"I was still here just now, I guess I should go to the bathroom now?" Xing Jianbo is a good person, and when he heard that someone was looking for Sun Hao, he immediately gave advice.
"Hehe, thanks!"
The visitor thanked him, turned around and ran towards the bathroom, and shouted as he ran:
"Director Sun Hao, China is about to join the World Trade Organization. I have invited many experts to give a lecture. Would you like to go and listen to it?"
"Eh... Lao Ning, that guy just now seems to be the cook from CCTV, right?" Xing Jianbo finally saw who it was.