"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" has a global box office of 205 million US dollars, and North America alone has contributed more than 100 million US dollars in the box office. At the same time, this is also the first foreign language film in North America with a box office of over 100 million US dollars (Note: The version of the film shot by Sun Hao that was screened in North America All in English. Like "Saw", like "Train to Busan", like "Kun Chi Yan" which scares little boys to pee their pants in North America...).
With such an impressive record, as the female number one of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon", isn't Zhang Ziyi a bull?
Of course awesome B!
However, things backfired. When the film was repeatedly successful in the international film market, the tragic heroine Zhang Ziyi was performing a drama on the stage of Renyi. And it's B-side, when A-side Yuan Quan goes out to film, she can have a good time on stage.
Although during the period, some Hollywood media came to interview her, but it was useless. Even if she was on the top rankings of European and American entertainment media, there was still no news in China.
Liu Ye is a good man.
I made 40 phone calls within a month, all of which were to persuade Zhang Ziyi to give in to Sun Hao and to let go of the matter of "publicly saying that I am Sun Hao's girlfriend", but Zhang Ziyi is just so stubborn.
You can block me, or arrest my brother, if you want me to bow my head and apologize to you, there is no way!
In this way, after stubbornly fighting for three months, Zhang Ziyi suddenly saw the light of day. Hollywood bigwig Harvey Weinstein came. This lecherous guy, it is impossible not to see his own value!
Ever since, such a miraculous scene appeared on the scenic winding mountain road on Hong Kong Island. On the road, Zhang Jiahui and Leslie Cheung were sitting in the car filming; beside the road, Sun Hao sat behind the director's monitor and stared at the performance of the two. ; In the woods by the roadside, Harvey Weinstein with a fierce face was sitting on a chair observing Sun Hao with great interest; and ten meters behind Harvey Weinstein, there was a man standing A woman in a black dress is looking around...
"Hey... why is Zhang Ziyi here?"
"I don't know, maybe she wants to come out and look for opportunities again!"
"Then... can the director spare her?"
"So what can I do, no matter how awesome Director Sun Hao is, he can't restrict his actions, right?"
"But this is where we film."
"So what can I do? Didn't you see Zhang Ziyi standing outside the cordon?"
…
Sun Hao didn't have eyes on the back of his head, and he was wearing radio headphones, so he naturally knew nothing about the surrounding things.
At this moment, Sun Hao was concentrating on Zhang Jiahui on the screen of the director's monitor. Zhang Jiahui really worked hard enough, but his spirituality was a little lacking, and his performance was quite satisfactory. He just imitated whatever he acted just now, without creativity at all.
"Come on, I hit a car, a lot of police will come... Wow, brother Ren, take it easy, it hurts..."
Zhang Jiahui frowned, the brilliance in his eyes took a while, but he still remembered to teach his last experience to his only younger brother, saying:
"In short, you have to remember that if that person is not paying attention and looks at you, he is a policeman."
"boom!"
As soon as the words fell, Leslie Cheung could no longer support him, let him close his eyes, and fell on the steering wheel, making a long beep of "beep...".
The setting sun outside the car was dyed like blood.
"OK, it's over, the next scene."
"!"
The car started and walked straight along the tree-lined road. The shadows of trees slid across the glass windows, and they all backed away.
"You don't know how dangerous it was just now. As soon as you said to go for a massage, Brother Chen said he had to do something. I'm really scared. I still have a gun when I go up. I really want to tell everyone that I have to leave beforehand!"
Zhang Jiahui started nagging, although there was some sweat on his forehead, he was very excited, and he didn't look weak at all.
Leslie Cheung didn't say a word, leaning his arm on the car window, looking out, his eyes were gray and couldn't see any light.
"A few days ago, brother Chen asked me to go to his room..."
...
He observed the whole process for five hours, from ten o'clock to four o'clock in the afternoon, and even during the hour of lunch, Harvey Weinstein was asking the English-speaking crew members about the specific plot of the play.
The police and the mafia exchange undercover agents...
The undercover policeman wants to prove his identity, and the black policeman wants to clean himself up so that he can go ashore completely...
Huh, it seems that some unpleasant director likes this taste.
Thinking of this, Harvey Weinstein, who was standing in front of the Cobb amplifier and audio store, poked himself on the head with his mobile phone, then selected a number and dialed it.
"Old Martin, you old bastard, don't you keep yelling that you have nothing to shoot? I tell you, I will help you find a brand new gangster theme in China, which will definitely make you, an old guy, extremely high.
But there is one thing, I have to make it clear to you in advance, if you like it, you have to remake the original Chinese stuff..."
Harvey Weinstein was very excited. He was dancing on the street when he was on the phone.
Sun Hao looked at Zhang Ziyi and frowned. He didn't want to have anything to do with her, but she just wasn't the one to stop, and always wanted to make something happen.
Just as he was thinking, Huo Wenxi, who was the executive producer of the crew, came over.
"Director, check it out.
Both Zhang Ziyi and Harvey Weinstein live in the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, but Zhang lives on the 25th floor, while Harvey lives on the 26th floor. "
"Well, is there any more?"
"It seems that Zhang Ziyi came here after Harvey, because the place where she stayed in Hong Kong last night was the Yinghuang Junjing Hotel. She only followed Harvey after hearing that Harvey was staying at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel.
And the rest, nothing! "
"Oh, I see."
Sun Hao nodded, ready to devote his energy to filming again, but Huo Wenxi still had something to say.
"Director, this classmate of yours is resilient enough, doesn't give up, doesn't give up, and faces difficulties with the right goal?"
"Haha..." Sun Hao laughed.
"Sister Mani, I used the wrong word. Don't abandon should not be used in this place."
"Why can't it be used?" Huo Wenxi blinked, feeling strange.
"Don't abandon your goal, what a good sentence?!"
Well…
Sun Hao was a little confused!
It seems that maybe, should, maybe, this sentence is also right.
And at this moment ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Chen Guanxi made an OK gesture to Sun Hao.
"It's time to start!"
Sun-ho uses a handheld walkie-talkie to get in touch with him.
"!"
video store
Andy Lau paced back and forth, selecting speakers. After finding a model, he looked around for the owner of the store: "Excuse me—is there anyone?"
Leslie Cheung came out from a corner: "What's the matter?"
Andy Lau pointed to a stereo: "Ah, I want to try this."
Leslie Cheung came over and said, "What speakers do you use?"
Andy Lau: "No, do you have anything to introduce?"
Leslie Cheung pointed to a set of Hong Kong-made stereos and said, "This one is a standard Hong Kong-made product, just over 10,000 yuan."
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