My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 830 The Hong Kong Islander Who Filmed in Beijing ([-])

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In the winter of November, the cold air is approaching.

Beijing Railway Station.

A train of green leather cars drove into the station, and there was a stream of people, shouts of various accents came and went, and the crowd was so crowded that it was extremely crowded.

Snakeskin bags, canvas bags, and bulging luggage were piled up on people's heads, and people squeezed out of each other. From time to time, people could be seen stuffing them in through the windows, and jeans were mixed among the old blue cloth trousers.

Old time meets new era.

Poetry has gradually faded away, and the era of singing poetry under the shade of a tree is gone forever.

Disco, going to the sea, bodybuilding pants, and rock music are starting to sprout, and countless people will start drifting south and north...

There was constant hawking at the station, and the station staff in blue cotton coats kept broadcasting with loudspeakers.

Although it is winter, all kinds of sour smells still permeate the air... The crowds of people coming and going from south to north interweave this vivid image of all beings in the aisle.

This is the wild era of enthusiasm and savage growth.

Under the root of the imperial city, it has its own taste.

Inside the green leather car, a tall girl with a long neck, long arms, and long legs, wrapped in a white down jacket and a scarf, squeezed out of the crowd with a suitcase, looking around.

It was Gong Li who came.

She has no assistants, let alone a manager.

After graduating from Chinese opera this year, under the recommendation of Teacher Ji, I stayed in school to work in the Drama Research Institute-a regular job.

Because "Dragon Inn" has not yet been screened in the mainland, the most well-known image of Gong Li is Jiu'er in "Red Sorghum", a proper way of performing Chinese operas.

Da Tsing Yi is full of style.

At this time, most of the mainland actresses followed the Tsing Yi line, but it was rare to see Huadan in the later generations.

Their precise roles will be very shocking. The sense of proportion of details, the control of characters and even the expressiveness of emotions are unimaginable for Hong Kong and Taiwan stars.However, the expressiveness of character effects and communication is weak.

So later you will find that Emperor Gong is really out of place in "Tang Bohu Spots Autumn Fragrance".

Don't wash it, it does have idol baggage.

However, after "Dragon Inn" accepted the training of Teacher Wu, especially after living in Hong Kong Island for so long, she did accept a different way of expression. in North America.

Especially Director Wu, who is nice to speak, handsome and has good work ability, but also understands girls' minds and is a great person. She likes it very much...and has a great influence on her.

Follow the flow of people out of the station.

Probably because of the approaching Spring Festival travel season, the small square in front of the station is densely packed with people.

Big and small bags cover the sky and cover the earth.

There are also police officers in green olive police uniforms patrolling.

There are a lot of Tianjin noodle shops in front of the station, all of them are slick and slick, with unique cards.A Xiali or Santana pops up from time to time, which immediately attracts the attention of many people.

A jeep chugs into the station, apparently to pick up the leader.

At the crossroads, there were many bicycles, and the sound of the car bell was the most beautiful note on the road at this time. Two traffic policemen in white clothes and blue trousers rode sidecar motorcycles chug through.

behind,

An 'accordion' bus just pulled into the station, and the scene of scrambling for space and space was staged directly in front of Gong Li.

Before she could move her legs, she felt that she was suspended in the air and the box was squeezed to the side, so scared that she hurriedly carried the box back.

I watched helplessly as the 'accordion' bus was squeezed into canned sardines, and then a young guy rushed onto it...

'bang' 'bang' 'bang'

The door of the bus was closed for a long time and could not be closed. The young guy who was squeezed at the door was grinning because of the twitching door. The inside of the bus was in chaos, and the conductor could only hear the conductor shouting, "Comrade in the middle, Go inside. '

"Sister going?"

A white-faced car passed by, rolled down the window, and the driver with a cigarette in his mouth raised his head towards the slim Gong Huang: "Brothers will take you to the front door to eat Uncle Ken's home chicken..." The rear seat also rolled down the glass, and a buddy held his hand. Li also shook the BB machine in his hand.

The first KFC in Peiping opened in Qianmen in 1987, with a three-story building of 1460 square meters (no stalls), a Sino-US joint venture.

The mayor and the American ambassador cut the ribbon for KFC while watching Yangko.

At that time, the "Peking Evening News" had a full-page advertisement for a long time. The police came to maintain order that day. The queue was more than 400 meters long, and it took two hours to queue up for meals.

That was the first impression of the people in the capital city on foreign food, let's not talk about it... Few people in the capital city have been to that place.

It is said that the daily turnover on the first day of opening exceeded 30.It can be seen that business is really good in this era.

"Sister, brothers, aren't you bragging about... this area..."

"That's right, Bel is very useful!"

Just as the three brothers in front of us formed a group to show off endlessly, a black card rushed over.

I see a car coming.

Gong Li brushed his hair subconsciously, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

The eyes of the three buddies in front of me were instantly drunk. Although the sharp fruit in front of me could not be seen clearly, the eyes alone were bright enough, and this temperament...

"Old Palace!"

Sitting in the co-pilot, Wang Zuzhen, who was wearing a sweater and jeans, enthusiastically opened the door and came down, smiling and hugging Gong Li.

What the hell!

The young man who was shaking the BB machine in front of him couldn't help swallowing, this is really smooth!

"Hi~" Gao Lihong, who was wearing a letter sweater, also got out of the car with a gentle smile.

Ouch!
The three young men in front of them looked at each other excitedly, and reached a consensus in an instant. They all rolled up their arms and sleeves.
What's more, pay back three at a time!
"Cuckoo~"

Wang Xianxian hugged Gong Li excitedly, "It's been a long time since you left Hong Kong Island!"

Gong Li was a little embarrassed.

She really didn't think she was very familiar with Wang Zuzhen~ She herself had a lot of contact with Lin Qingxia in Hong Kong Island, but she also smiled when she felt the enthusiasm of the other party.

"Get in the car first, Lao Gu has prepared mutton..."

Wu Xiaozu smiled slightly, got out of the car and took the initiative to pick up the suitcase.

American-style gradual cropped hair, with a light layer of stubble on the corners of the mouth and temples. The upper body is wearing a black close-fitting turtleneck sweater to make the muscular figure look very stylish. The lower body is matched with military trousers and military boots, which is a natural clothes hanger.

It's just a bit better than the comprehensive version of Zunlong and Beckham, after all, the average reader looks.

"Wait a moment……"

"Wait a minute--"

Seeing that Wu Xiaozu was about to take away the three sharp fruits, the trio in the front became anxious, and the poor came forward, "Let's get to know each other...", "Let's eat a home-grown chicken together..."

"What are you three doing?"

The driver in a suit suddenly got out of the car, "This is a Hong Kong businessman who came to invest in Beijing, did you see my license plate?"

"Let's make friends..."

The three youths glanced at the license plate, they are all people wandering around in the capital, so they naturally understood the license plate... They didn't dare to bark their teeth and claws without looking at the license plate.

Wu Xiaozu didn't look at the three people from the beginning to the end, he opened the door with a smile, let the three women into the back row of the car, and sat in the co-pilot by himself.

Da Ben left slowly.

"What the hell are you pretending~ If you guys didn't want to contribute to the law and order of the Beijingers, you would beat me up..." The BB machine youth spat at Daben.

"Sun thief~ Grandpa will talk to you next time..." The driver next to him also pretended to curse, and then turned to look at another young man with long hair, "Tiaozi, are you so listless today?"

"No~ Do you think that San Guo'er looks familiar?"

"What? You know him?"

"Don't tell me that Ding Wu has slept... What the hell, how many times your brother has ruined the inner circle..."

"Oh no~ I feel like a movie star~ You also know that the goods in the circle are so special now~"

"The chicken feather movie star, could it be Nie Xiaoqian?"

Suddenly, the three fell silent.
"Then what, why do I really feel a bit like Nie Xiaoqian..."

……

In a large courtyard in Shicha Haiyaoer Hutong, Chen Kaige stood under a semi-bald pomegranate tree with great interest while twirling bird food made from corn, mung beans, peas, fish bones, millet, and egg whites.

"Squeak..." Old Chen wore a suede jacket over his shoulders, teasing the thrush in the birdcage with one hand, and leisurely holding a book of poetry with the other.

Gu Changwei held a brazier with a shovel, throwing charcoal in it, carried it into the room, and glanced sideways at the idle old Chen.

"Old Gu, this bird is absolutely dead~ Is the charcoal done? Have you cut the mutton? It should be even in thickness~ It must be placed on the plate so that it can't fall off horizontally and vertically. After rinsing it in the pot..." Lao Chen threw away the grain bird in his hand. Food, smile and open your mouth.

"Why don't you put the copper pot on the table? Zhuang Zhuang is mixing sesame sauce there..." Gu Changwei couldn't help but said.

"A gentleman is far away from the cook~" Old Chen said as a matter of course, and then thought for a while and said: "I will read a poem to you later... I like Haizi so much! Hey--the age of dreaming as a horse, blood under the railroad tracks Flying across, the sharp green bamboo thorns pierced the dreams of countless people. Those who should come will come, and those who should go will always go.

We talk in front of people and pretend to be silent in front of the talker.

This "Dream as a Horse" is great!

I want to be a loyal son far away,
and material short-lived lovers.

Like all poets whose dreams are horses,
I had to walk the same path as LS and Joker..."

boom!
Tian Zhuangzhuang, who was cutting the mutton, walked out with an apron and a kitchen knife as soon as he chopped vegetables.

"How about Jianxin rolling noodles? I'm good at rolling noodles!"

Brother Chen Kai tugged at the leather jacket on his shoulders, turned around and walked towards Huang Jianxin who was kneading dough behind him.

Scholars, there is no shame in stretching noodles.

Gu Changwei smiled, and entered the house with a shovel in his hand.

What are you wearing!
Brother Zu cooks for me in Hong Kong Island.

Or is it true that a real artist is different from such half-asses?

Wang Jiawei and Lin Chaochen came in under the leadership of Li Shaohong and Yuan Weimin, together with several girls from the women's volleyball team.

Among them, Li Yueming is really beautiful, please post a picture to let everyone see the world.

What kind of Beijing circle?Northwest Circle's...

Director Wu came to the capital for a few days, so he decided to set up a 'Wu Circle' to play with.

These people are also the creative team of "China Women's Volleyball".

(End of this chapter)