non-famous actor

It is said to be a literary play, but to be precise, it is not!
Because of literary drama, actors have to speak their lines, but the next scene Sun Hao and Li Bingbing will shoot only has expressions and movements.

"Sun Hao..."

"Ok?"

"Bing Bing..."

"Here it is, director."

"Someone is coming to assassinate you, and you are sitting in the room and heard the sound, and then looked at the roof very vigilantly..."

Zhang Yimou is a good director.

Sun Hao and Li Bingbing changed their costumes and put on their makeup. As soon as they entered the main room of Tianfu Official Post, Zhang Yimou began to give them two opera lectures.

It seemed that the episode this afternoon did not exist at all.

Sun Hao expressed his appreciation for this.

That's what a professional film director should do.

You shouldn't bring your personal affairs into work, and you shouldn't be like Chen Kaige, putting on airs and losing your temper in the crew.

Li Bingbing is indeed a very hard-working actor, but to be honest, her talent is not high. Zhang Yimou talked and gestured for half an hour, but she was still asking questions.

Director, doesn't the character I play have kung fu?When I heard movement on the roof, my first reaction should be to protect Dr. Jiang, right?

Regarding this, Zhang Yimou patted his forehead with his hand, really speechless.

I've said it several times, you are the king's ex-wife, and the relationship between you and Doctor Jiang is a bit delicate. In this case, your instinctive reaction should be to wonder [Who is up there? ], not that I want to protect my current husband.

Sun Hao couldn't see that others were helpless, so he pulled Zhang Yimou aside and whispered a few words, then walked slowly to the table in the room, and sat down on the chair on the left side of the table.

Li Bingbing was curious, and asked, "Director, what did you say to Director Zhang Yimou just now?"

Sun Hao didn't speak, pointed to the grand master's chair on the right side of the table, and then motioned her with his eyes to sit first.

"Director, I'm sitting down, tell me!"

"Sit well, look ahead, stare at the camera lens, and have a natural expression."

Sun Hao didn't go to see her, but sat down on his own.

Li Bingbing is really persistent.

Otherwise, it would be boring for others to shoot a scene 20 times, but this woman only needs the director to shoot, and I will keep acting until the effect of "acting" satisfies the director.

Therefore, even with Li Bingbing sitting down properly by the candlelight in the room, she still muttered something.

"Director, tell me quickly, what exactly did you talk about with Director Zhang Yimou just now, I think you two pointed at me when you were talking."

"Well...how should I say it?"

Sun Hao pretended to think.

But at this moment, the two heard a bang from the roof.

"boom…"

Sun Hao's eyes flashed, he raised his head and looked at the roof.

Li Bingbing, who was still talking just now, was taken aback, raised his eyes to look at the roof, and then met Sun Hao's eyes.

"Director, this..."

Li Bingbing, who didn't know what happened, just said three words, and saw the director Zhang Yimou excitedly shake the walkie-talkie in his hand.

"It's over, the next scene."

Li Bingbing was a little confused about this.

Director Zhang Yimou, your scene diary hasn't called Action yet, how did this scene end?

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Mountain City, Wulong, Jiangkou Town

Under the dim streetlights, the old fortune-teller sitting on the maza leaned against the plane tree, and spread a piece of red cloth in front of him. On the red cloth, he wrote two big characters with a yellow pen, Zhou Yi!
Below the big characters is a picture of the Eight Diagrams, surrounded by various symbols. Although he can't understand these symbols, the old man thinks it's quite bluffing.

The weather in late July and early August can be hot in the mountain city.

It's cool to stay at home, but if you want to wander a little on the street, your clothes will definitely dry and wet, wet and dry...

Therefore, there are very few pedestrians on the street.

Even if some people go out, most of them will choose in the evening to eat barbecue and drink cold beer to cool off the heat.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, in the evening, when the street lights are on, the business of fortune-telling old men is the best.

But today, the situation is a little exception.

Came here at four o'clock in the afternoon, and waited until eight o'clock in the evening, but no one came to the fortune-telling old man's booth.

Eh…

The old fortune-teller sighed, and then wanted to roll up the [signboard] he put on the ground and leave.

It seems that it should be caused by the dozens of police cars at the gate of the police station. Although fortune-telling is not considered a crime, it is understandable that everyone is always flustered when they see the police.

What's more, among the dozens of police cars, there are three or four interview cars of media reporters...

The old fortune-teller wanted to leave, but before he stood up from the saddle, he suddenly saw a chubby guy squatting in front of him.

Uh... what the hell!

This elusive speed is really easy to scare people.

Shaking his head, he regained his composure, and the old fortune-teller, who instantly regained his fairy-like appearance, was about to say his opening words when he saw the fat man in front of him take out 200 yuan from his pocket and put it in [Zhouyi] Two words above.

Uh... oh shit!
When other people tell their fortunes, they usually give ten yuan and 20 yuan, and it is rare to see even fifty yuan, but the fat man in front of him is 200 yuan when he makes a move.

"Brother, do you want to tell fortunes, test characters, or ask about marriage?" The old fortune-teller glanced at the two hundred-yuan bills, and then asked with a smile.

"Neither!" Fatty shook his head.

"Then you are..."

"I owe money to someone, and I can't pay it back. I want to go out to hide from the debt. I would like to ask you to help me find out. Which direction should I go to be safer, so that it is not easy for the creditor to find?"

"Um…"

Although the old fortune-teller had a cautious expression on his face, he was happy in his heart.

His grandma's, it's still easy to earn money.

Just a few casual words will be higher than the wages of Chaotianmen's sticklers for a day's work.

"Well... let's go east, go down the river, walk 1200 miles, and work locally, you should be able to escape this crisis."

"Don't you need to ask me my birth date?" The fat man felt that the fortune-teller was fooling himself.

"No, it's written on your face. Your left ear is bigger than your right ear, which means you should go east, because only when you go east can your body balance..."

"and many more!"

"what happened again?"

The old fortune-teller suddenly looked unhappy.

"It's true that my left ear is bigger than the right ear, but you can't just assume that I should go east, right?" The fat man stretched out his hand, wanting to take the 200 yuan back.

But the fortune teller held down the two hundred-yuan bills.

"My little brother, have you ever studied geography?"

"I learned it, I learned it when I was in junior high school."

"So, what does the map look like?

Regarding the orientation on the map, is it described like this, up north, down south, left west, right east? "

The fat man was originally squatting, but when he heard this, he immediately got up and bowed slightly to the old fortune-teller.

"Master, thank you for pointing out the maze!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the old man to agree, the fat man turned around and strode east.

Looking at his back, the old fortune-teller was stunned for a moment, then smiled and cursed: "Silly B!"

However, as soon as these two words came out, the old fortune-teller's eyes widened, because he suddenly saw a man wearing glasses, who was not too tall, got off the police car, ran towards him, and Run and take off your clothes.

"Kiss... old man, I want to kiss..."