My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 1291 Waiting for the first snow in 1991 under the desolate tone
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"The first day: The 1st day"

1991·Autumn and Winter·Northern Xinjiang.

Sunset, Gobi.

Dust and smoke billowed, accompanied by the song of the Eagles, the car lights came on during the bumps, and the lights were not too fast.

As if slowly opening his eyes in a dream, he didn't know how long he had slept, but he finally woke up anyway.

The gray-yellow dusty glass has fan-shaped visible screens formed by windshield wipers.

At this time, a railway appeared in front of my eyes, lying low between the barrenness and the sky, faintly lying there.

On the dead wood in the desolate Gobi desert, bearded vultures stood on it, watching four or five off-road vehicles pass by.

Flutter.

Karma - Karma - Karma -

"Where have you been?"

Wu Xiaozu withdrew his legs on the center console, rubbed the gums in the corners of his eyes, picked up the water bottle and took a sip of water, "Is there a railway here?"

woohoo-

Outside the rolled down window, the cold wind was blowing, and the sandy cold wind blowing in made the spirit stretch in the brain.

"We are approaching the northwestern edge of the Junggar Basin, and our camp is not far from the railway. It is only a hundred or so kilometers away from KLMY, which is very convenient."

Wu Tianming, who was sitting in the back row, moved his buttocks, leaned over, and took the cigarette beside the handle.

"Just now you slept soundly, and I couldn't hold back my sleep. It's like this here. It was bright as day one second ago, and it might be dark in the next second.

It's not bad here, it's not really a no-man's land.More in line with shooting needs…

The camp has generators and water trucks, which can ensure the normal life and work of the crew.Drive to KLMY today to rest for one night, and then continue with the scene survey tomorrow. "

"Since you're here, let's take a look at the camp, after all, it must meet the needs of everyone's life." Wu Xiaozu twisted his neck.

His eyes skipped over the deserted areas on the left and right.

This is really the kind of place where I have been driving for a long time without seeing a single family... In fact, this is not bad, after all, it is not a real no-man's land.

Two black dots rose slowly under the light.

Gradually approaching, Wu Xiaozu realized that it was two herdsmen riding horses and grazing along the railway.

"My fellow, are you still grazing so late?"

"Sorry-"

The black-faced man lifted his hat, leaned down on the horse, poked his head towards the car, pulled the rein, and said softly to Wu Xiaozu who was about to get out of the window:
what?
Are you a stalker?No more nonsense... Where can there be a grazing man at such a late hour?You don't even know this? "

Ahem...

Director Wu, who has been separated from the life of the people at the bottom, has a face of embarrassment.

"Are you here to make a movie?"

"To my fellow..."

"Comrade. We are the staff of the Railway Bureau. Let's check the railway carefully before the snow falls..." The black-faced man on the horse emphasized Wu Tianming's address in Mandarin with the smell of mutton skewers.

"Snowing??" Wu Xiaozu looked at the sky, then at Wu Tianming.

Old Wu's face straightened, and he nodded towards Wu Xiaozu, "The locals are better at watching the weather, since they say so, it's more or less the same."

"Oh..." Wu Xiaozu nodded.

"Look at the weather, now we all look at the news released by the Meteorological Bureau. Comrade, you have to believe in science." Another staff member who was younger and rode a horse couldn't help but said.

"..."

"..."

Wu Xiaozu almost laughed out loud when he looked at Wu Tianming who turned his head to die.

"Is it snowing a lot?"

"Not much."

"That's okay." Wu Tianming rushed to speak.

"Indeed, it's only a dozen centimeters at most." As he spoke, the young staff raised his chin at the black-faced man, "Kurban, don't you think so?"

"Almost." The dark-faced man named Kurban nodded, and added: "It can be said that it is indeed not big."

"..."

What is more embarrassing than social death?
Probably just two consecutive social deaths.

The headlights flickered and the two horses disappeared at the end of the railway. Standing outside the car, Wu Xiaozu said thoughtfully: "Director Tianming, I think we need to adjust the shooting plan."

"Indeed, if it really snows heavily..." Wu Tianming shook his head with a solemn expression.

"Yes, wait for the snow."

"Wait...huh?"

Wu Tianming's hands trembled, and his body shuddered. The water flow that was originally drawn began to slowly decrease, and finally became di, di di, di di di.

"Get in the car and talk."

chug chug...

The tires rolled over the rare wet puddles on the Gobi, pressing out the wheel marks.

"I want to start filming after the snow in 1991. I want this snow scene." Wu Xiaozu said.

"You're not serious, are you???"

Wu Tianming was taken aback, "Azu, you have to know that if you do this, not only will the funds increase a lot, but the cost of the entire crew may also increase..."

"It's not a big problem. E7 Culture can increase investment at any time. Besides, it will take more than a week for the car to arrive." Wu Xiaozu said with a smile: "These costs are within my budget."

Wu Tianming was astounded at the opponent's 'rich and powerful'.

At the same time, I can't help but the other party's 'willfulness'.

However, he has already developed resistance to this willfulness.The person who made the request before was called Zhang Yimou...

Back then, in order to film "Red Sorghum", Xiao Mouzi found local farmers in Gaomi, Shandong Province several months in advance and gave 4 yuan to help them plant a large area of ​​sorghum. Do not plant new varieties of old varieties with high yields.

But several months later, Zhang Yimou and Wu Tianming almost fainted when they came to scout the scene...

The reason is that after he left, the farmers here felt that the sorghum would be theirs after they were harvested, and if they wanted to sell more money, they had to produce more.

Then it is better to plant new varieties, so the yield will be much higher.

Because the sorghum did not grow well, everyone had to stop filming and waited for a long time.

In the end, they had no other choice, and they had to raise money again, sending special personnel to water them every day, and giving them a lot of chemical fertilizers, so that everyone could apply them to the fields.

but--

When these people got the fertilizer into the ground, they found that there were no crew members around, so they took the fertilizer to their homes and hid it...

This incident taught Wu Tianming a great lesson.

Still fresh in my memory.

When preparing for "No Man's Land" this time, a special person was dispatched to supervise and implement everything.

Now that Wu Xiaozu had to wait for the wonderful reason of 'the first snow in 1991', he was much calmer.

"Azu, although those two people said that the Meteorological Bureau issued a snow forecast. But you may not know...the weather forecast..."

Wu Tianming said tactfully: "It's better to start shooting first, and go wherever you can. If you wait indefinitely and people eat and drink, you can solve the investment, but the transportation of materials is also a difficulty."

"That would be even worse, if it snowed halfway, it would break my setting of the closed space for the whole movie.

This movie pays attention to human nature and the use of fire in human nature. I think there is no more contrast than the snowy Gobi. "Wu Xiaozu's tone was firm, "I think it's okay. "

"...Well, you are the director and producer." Wu Tianming was finally persuaded by Wu Xiaozu, shrugged, "You have the final say."

no way.

People spent money.

Besides, how can he forcefully stop spending more money?I believe the local ZF will be happy to see this situation.

The car drove towards the campsite.

Silent all night.

"The second day: The 2ad day"

Outside the sun, on the hillside.

The sound of the engine continued, and Jin Zhong gradually woke up.

Clouds, white and fat.

Filled with valleys, moving with the wind.

Wu Xiaozu stepped out of the tent, stretched his chest, and walked up the gentle slope with his coat on.

As far as the eye can see, a large forest of Populus euphratica covered with golden armor seems to want to pick off the white clouds under the sun.

Gravel-forming sand creates ocean-like streaks of sand.

"It's hard to snow."

Wu Tianming sighed from behind, and at the same time stuffed a warm water bottle into Wu Xiaozu's arms.

"Believe in science." Wu Xiaozu smiled.

He's actually not in a hurry.

While waiting for the first snow in 1991, he was actually mobilizing his own state and the state of the cast and crew.

Turning his head, the crane on the roadside of the camp was hanging a tall wooden signboard—Night Paris.

On the contrary, Wu Xiaozu retained the bad taste of Ning Hao's previous life.

It has a small town vibe.

Next to the camp in front of you is the location of the 'repair shop' in the movie.

"By the way, Director Wu, I heard that there are old-fashioned Soviet-Russian locomotives here, right? Let's go and have a look today, just to inspect the small train station." Wu Xiaozu turned around and said.

"Okay, I called today and asked someone to arrange to purchase some supplies, and the local government gave us great support.

They also hope to ask you through me to see if we can hold a meeting or something..." Wu Tianming tried to ask: "Of course, this kind of thing depends on your arrangement. "

"Let's see if God will give you time." Wu Xiaozu mocked himself and pointed to the clear blue sky.

Since he is shooting here in Anxi, he must establish a good relationship with the local ZF.

It is also understandable for the other party to hope that he can participate in symposiums and other things.

But as he said.

It really depends on whether God will give you a chance.

If it snows immediately, there may be no time—the leaders thought they agreed with science, so they made such an opportune invitation.

There are capable people in the Anxi Protectorate.

"However, it's better to limit it to people related to literature and art." Wu Xiaozu still mentioned it appropriately to save trouble.

For many things, his identity should avoid suspicion.

He's a filmmaker...

Of course, the two sides are not without a basis for cooperation. After all, the southern foot of Anxi is the main producing area of ​​the world's best long-staple cotton.

I·T Clothing is a rising enterprise now, and the two parties still have a basis for cooperation...

"The old-fashioned locomotive used to be a special train for cotton farmers, but now the green leather train has changed the locomotive, and it is placed in the local railway bureau...By the way, why are you interested in this?" Wu Tianming walked down the gentle slope slowly. .

"I just came up with a whim. I saw someone riding a horse yesterday. I thought... You said that if at the beginning of the movie, the lawyer played by Fa Ge went out of the country in the snow on a horse-drawn train, wouldn't it be interesting?" Xiaozu Wu Raise the corners of your mouth.

"Horse-drawn train???"

Wu Tianming had a question mark on his face.

What and what!

How could this be the idea of ​​a normal person? ? ?

(End of this chapter)