Since 1983

"Huchi...huchi..."

"Damn it, I'm so hot!"

"Water, water, water!"

At noon, after the crew finished filming a section, when the closed warehouse was opened, a group of people ran out sweating profusely.

Zhang Zijian, who played Zhou She, and Liu Yijun, who played An Xiucai, quickly took off their outer robes, wiped their sweat and poured water. The two actresses worked harder, wearing heavy headgear and all makeup.

Chen Hong was dazed and a bit sunstroke. Lao Qian held the ice cubes aside and fanned them vigorously.

Xu Fei went over to take a look and saw that her face was flushed and her skin seemed to be steaming, and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Disgusting, powerless."

"Then who, take off her hair and rest first."

"I, I'm fine."

"I have to take the responsibility if you have an accident. He Qing, you should rest too, the man will shoot first."

Zhang Zijian and Liu Yijun ate a few popsicles, calmed down, and went into the warehouse again, closing the door with a bang, like tamales.

After only a few tens of minutes, Hulala ran out again.

Zhang Guoli was shirtless, with a towel around his neck, and said, "My good fellow, the progress is slow."

"It's okay, people are important."

"Then I overestimated."

"Didn't you have a corporate meeting before? I've earned 600,000 yuan, and I'm ready to throw it away."

"..."

Zhang Guoli was convinced and gave a thumbs up. He looked at the actors all over the place, no one complained of suffering or tiredness, and he felt a sense of accomplishment in his career.

"Well, I have been an assistant director for four years, that is, an assistant director. Only this time I have the experience of being a creator. It's not easy."

He really participated a lot, including the setting of certain plots, and said: "By the way, Mr. Xu, I have read your book before. According to your classification method, does "Happy Marriage" belong to a drama?"

"No, the joke is based on history. This should belong to the light comedy of ancient costume romance."

"So thin?"

"It has to be so detailed so that the creator can grasp the style."

"Can you tell me in detail, I, I'm very interested." Zhang Guoli rubbed his hands.

"To put it bluntly, the tone is the word, what do you want to express..."

Xu Fei organized his language, and said: "Light comedy in ancient costumes, literally. First of all, the rhythm is light, and then it talks about the relationship between men and women. It can't be a tragedy.

For example, "Saving the Wind and Dust", if it follows the tone of a serious historical drama, the creators have to shoot according to the thinking of the ancients. Just like Song Yinzhang, after escaping, what is it called?

That's called a body with broken flowers and willows, and it's also disfigured. In ancient times, one would either commit suicide or be reduced to the streets. An Xiucai was willing to marry her, and even if she had no feelings, she would still agree. "

"Yes. There are few horses and horses in front of the door. The eldest married a businessman." Zhang Guoli nodded.

"But we are not a historical drama! There is no need to write according to that thinking. I will write whatever I want to express. Song Yinzhang will not marry An Xiucai, she just has the courage to pursue life, can't it?

I'm filming a commercial drama, but I'm still bound by feudal ideology? "

"Understood, understood!"

Zhang Guoli clapped his palms and exclaimed, "Your theory can be mastered in every way, depending on the genre and setting the tone, all film and television works can do this.

For example, if I add some comedy elements and some historical elements, once they are combined, it becomes a drama. Or put it in a modern background and take these things, it is a light urban love comedy.

Modern people can write anything with a pen, as long as the writing method is correct. "

Yo! Don't think that if you have made second-class meritorious service, it's just so beautiful.

Xu Fei patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Old Zhang, you have a good eye. You will definitely prosper in the future, so don't forget this friendship."

"Hey, where is it?"

Zhang Guoli quickly waved his hand, "I support my family in the capital, and I am sincerely grateful for your willingness to provide a stable environment. Besides, when I get rich, you don't know where to fly."

...

Night, inn setting.

Zhang Zijian has a clear face, thin lips, and narrow eyes. When he was young, he had the feeling of a white-faced niche. This kind of face can play both good and evil.

Mao Geping drew his eyebrows thick and raised them, and processed his cheeks to make his face thin and his cheekbones prominent.

Liu Yijun is also good or evil, a sour scholar.

"Prepare!"

"start!"

"To be happy in life is to be full of joy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. It's easy to be proud, but it's hard to find a confidant. Brother Zhou, let's have another drink!"

Liu Yijun shook his head and said to himself, Zhang Zijian remained silent, his eyes drifted to that side, and a sense of treachery came out. When he was young, he had acting skills, but later his route was fixed, and he would only pretend to be aggressive with a stiff face.

"Brother An is polite, but unfortunately I'm too strong to drink, so I can't drink any more."

"There is no victory, only those who don't drink."

Liu Yijun picked up the jug, pointed at it and said: "This is Yuezhou (Shaoxing) thirty-year-old Chen Nuerhong. I didn't expect this inn to have it. I drank it by myself, so I should drink with Brother Zhou."

"What the guest officer said is that there is only one pot in this small shop. You are lucky enough to catch up with each other, and you should drink together." The shopkeeper interjected.

"Okay! It's over!"

Zhang Zien clapped his hands, not very happy, he knew this was an advertisement.

And it's not just this paragraph, as long as people from the Tang and Song Dynasties drink, they will bring out their daughter Hong to play. With the background of the Ming Dynasty, it is the turn of Yanghe Daqu.

"Yuezhou 30-year-old daughter red", "Yanghe beauty spring fine wine", absolutely conscience to the patron.

After filming this scene, the crew called it a day.

Sitting in the car drowsily, I was very tired. When we arrived at the guest house, we barely unloaded the equipment and took a rest.

"Boss Qian!"

The production director, Lao Qian, was about to go upstairs when he was stopped by someone, and he said angrily, "I've said it several times, it's not the boss, it's the director."

"Hey, Director Qian, this is last week's gas fee."

Three bus drivers came over, holding a stack of invoices.

"Well, give it to me. I will reimburse you in two days."

"okay."

Lao Qian returned to the room, washed and tidied up, and sat at the table to settle accounts. All expenditures of the whole group must be signed by him, and Xu Fei must be signed for major expenditures.

After checking one by one, when it was the turn to pay for gas, he frowned suddenly.

"Why does it seem like there are too many?"

He dug out the receipts from last week, and there was an extra 200 yuan.

Did you run that much distance? Lao Qian recalled that he felt more and more wrong, so he went out and ran to the next door.

"Teacher Xu, are you asleep?"

Zhiya opened the door, Xu Fei was wearing a vest and big pants, "What's the matter?"

"Go in and talk."

Lao Qian took out the receipt, "This is last week's gas fee, it suddenly increased by 200 yuan, take a look."

"..."

Teacher Xu compared it and asked, "Have you cheered with them?"

"I've been there a few times. We travel more than 80 kilometers a day, 600 kilometers a week. Each of the three buses must be refueled at least once."

"Isn't it okay to refuel?"

"No."

Xu Fei looked at the receipt again and asked, "Where did you hire the driver?"

"Hangcheng, but it doesn't seem to be a local, there are three people together."

"Hometown?"

"right."

Okay, Teacher Xu understands.

The law and order is not good these days, and it is chaotic. Just give a chestnut:

One of the hottest niches in the 1980s, Zhou Lijing.

In 1994, he was filming in other places and asked someone to decorate his home. Knowing that their family was rich, the two decorators brutally murdered their wives and murdered them for money.

His wife is also a well-known actress.

Teacher Xu knows this social environment. Compared with this, losing some oil is considered good luck.