The best director ever

Chapter 111 only you
At the end of July, summer is here!

The film market in China has ushered in another peak season. Countless films are showing in major theaters one after another like a hundred flowers blooming. The turmoil of Journey to the West has finally been squeezed out a bit.

As there are no new revelations about Westward Journey, its attention has long been covered by various celebrity gossips and gossip news.

Every day, only some stills occasionally released on Westward Journey's official Weibo still remind people that Han Banxian has not disappeared, Huaxian has not disappeared, and Westward Journey has not disappeared either.

Today is the day when Journey to the West is finished.

In Zhenbeibao Film and Television City, yesterday, Westward Journey finished filming the last scene. At this moment, the whole crew is having a wrap-up banquet in the film and television city to celebrate the three-month-long painful filming experience.

For the caprylic acid?

Lin Xia's weather is extremely hot during the day, but does it count as being extremely cold at night?Does the uninhabited and rugged desert terrain count?Almost cut off from the world, wandering the desert all day, can't find a little fun?

What saddens every staff member the most is, does Han Banxian, a director who tortures people in different ways, count?
The barbecue that was promised from the beginning was delayed until today.What made everyone even more irritated was that Han Banxian was still laughing, saying that everyone was too polite, this barbecue would not be eaten early or late, and he would not eat it until the filming was over.

This is too much for his sake, too much for the cost of the crew.

Everyone is angry, grandma's is obviously your fault, right?Either it's not to everyone's appetite, or it's prevarication with work.Saying that the barbecue in the desert is wonderful, it is obviously a blank check.

So tonight, everyone poured all their energy into drinking Han Qiu's wine, and it seemed that they would not let him go until he was paralyzed.

How could Han Qiu let them succeed?They suffered losses a few times before, but this time they can get their wish?You guys are not that drunkard Liang Chaowei, you still want to pour me down?

In the end, under the coercion and temptation of the bonus, everyone let Han Qiu go with sympathy.On the other hand, Han Qiu approached Zhou Xingchi and blew with him for half the night with beer and barbecue.

"How is it? Do you feel any different in the past few months?" Han Qiu sat on the sand with a little bit of warmth, chewing a piece of chicken.

Zhou Xingchi took a bottle of beer, gulped down a few big gulps, smacked his lips, and said, "Can there be any difference, isn't it just the difference between the actor and the leading role?"

Han Qiu couldn't help but watch Zhou Xingchi put on the gold hoop and take it off again.

"Okay, then tell me what it feels like to be a leading actor?"

Zhou Xingchi looked at this young man who was a few years younger than him but still more unpredictable than him, and said with emotion: "A little tired."

"But it feels good."

"I used to be very tired of playing tricks in Xiangjiang. I had to run back and forth between various crews every day. Sometimes when I went, I was told that I had changed people. At that time, I felt very tired. Director Han, to tell you the truth, the filming Before the secret battle, I had just finished a role in another film crew, and it was Meng Da who dragged me here in the end."

"But now, I'm also very tired, but it's just a lot of acting, my body is very tired, but my heart is full, full and satisfied like never before."

"So, I'd rather be tired like this."

"Cut!" Han Qiu muttered angrily, and handed him half of the drumstick in his hand, "Looking at how hard you said you were, this half drumstick will be regarded as an early bonus."

Zhou Xingchi didn't care, took it casually and gnawed it, and said vaguely: "Director Han, it's my luck to meet you."

"No way? Half a chicken leg moved you like this?" Han Qiu pretended to be surprised. "

Zhou Xingchi looked at him with a smile, Han Qiu hurriedly shrank away, "Hey, hey, I'm not gay."

"I have a girlfriend." Zhou Xingchi said speechlessly.

"Your Fairy Zixia?" Han Qiu laughed.

"That's right, Zhu Yin is my Fairy Zixia."

Han Qiu didn't speak, just picked up the beer and took two sips.What the hell, you have Fairy Zixia, I haven't even found a Bone Demon yet.

"Where are you going in the future?" Han Qiu changed the subject.

Zhou Xingchi looked at Han Qiu inexplicably, "Director Han, am I not from Huaxian?"

"Hasn't it been signed yet?" Han Qiu smiled, "Hua Xian signed a contract with you to talk about Westward Journey. As for where you plan to go in the future, Hua Xian will not interfere with you."

"Director Han, why do I feel that there is something in your words?"

"Uh..." Han Qiu smiled awkwardly, then looked at Zhou Xingchi fixedly: "Okay, let's not talk nonsense, I actually want you to stay, stay in Huaxian."

Zhou Xingchi nodded and said with a smile, "Didn't I ask before? Am I not from Huaxian?"

Han Qiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised the beer bottle and said, "Welcome to Huaxian!"

Zhou Xingchi touched the bottle, and said in one gulp: "Director Han, I'm out of touch. Since you gave me this opportunity, I decided to stay in Huaxian. I was afraid that you would not accept me."

"Hehe, how could Huaxian refuse to let someone come to your door?" Han Qiu laughed, "But let me remind you, once you enter Huaxian, you won't be as free as you were when you were playing tricks."

"Director Han, didn't I tell you that I'm not afraid of being tired."

"Okay!" Han Qiu didn't know whether it was because of the strength of the wine, or because he felt something in his heart, anyway, he was very emotional now. "Come on, after finishing this bottle of wine, Huaxian and I will cover you in Huaxia from now on!"

Zhou Xingchi finished drinking with his head raised, the spilled wine mixed with tears, disappeared into the sand together.

A few days later, the crew of Journey to the West disbanded.

The people from Industrial Light & Magic were going to bring the samples back to the United States for post-production, and Han Qiu also planned to go there.

This time is no different than before. Journey to the West involves a lot of special effects synthesis, and I'm afraid it won't be finished in a few months.So before that, Han Qiu has to deal with some things, and then say goodbye to his family and friends by the way.

After returning to Huaxian and arranging work, Han Qiu turned and went to Xiangjiang.

Regarding the theme song of the movie Westward Journey, he needs to find someone here to help him produce it.Why does Mao want to be in Xiangjiang?Because this song has to be sung in Cantonese to have a taste.

Song Name: "Love of My Life"

When he came to Xiangjiang, led by Lin Xiaoming, Han Qiu met a creator of Xiangjiang's famous theme song: Lu Guanyan.

This person has given theme songs to many movies, and his vicissitudes and emotional voice are deeply loved by fans.

And when Han Qiu told him the lyrics and request of "The Love of My Life" in the coffee shop, Lu Guanyan readily accepted the request.

Beforehand, he was worried that Han Qiu would use some defective products to fool him, but he didn't expect this song to be better than expected.If it works well, it may not be the pinnacle of his life.

But when Han Qiu came up with another song, Lu Guanyan was dumbfounded.

"Only, you?" He looked at the weird lyrics and asked puzzled.

"Uh, is there a problem? I think this should be simpler than the love of my life."

"It's simpler, but" After a pause, Lu Guanyan finally said the words "too capable".

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu, you don't need to sing this song, I just want to ask you to help make it, and I will arrange for you to sing it when the time comes."

Hearing what Han Qiu said, Lu Guanyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay. No problem, I'll start making after I go back!"

"Then trouble you."

"You're welcome."

After Lu Guanyan left, Han Qiu notified the actor playing Tang Seng that he would come to Lu Guanyan to record a song when he was free.

After the phone call, Han Qiu also hummed a little tune and walked out happily.

"Only, you, can accompany me to fetch the Western Classics."

"Only, you, can kill demons and eliminate demons."

"Only, you, can protect me, teach crabs and mussel essences not to eat me~~~~~"

"Only, you~~~~~!"

The shop assistants around looked at this laid-back young man with weird faces, what was he singing about?Howling ghosts and howling wolves!
Still only, you?Is it just you?
Is this young man broken in love?

　only, you, can vote for me~~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)