The best director ever

Chapter 314 Reunion

At the beginning of October, during the National Day, the crew of "Inception" went to Rabat, the capital of Morocco, to film.

Here, in addition to shooting the scene where Xiao Lizi comes to invite the pretender Hu Ge to come out of the mountain, he also needs to shoot the scene where the protagonist and others steal Liu Dehua's dream at the very beginning of the film.

The previous shooting in Huaxia Hengdian was a dream within a dream, that is, the second layer of dream.

Here, it is necessary to shoot the first layer of dream shots.

Therefore, for this trip to Morocco, the crew had two must-do tasks.

Morocco is located in the northwest of Africa and is considered a relatively good country on the African continent.Of course, it can only be compared in Africa.

The geographical location of this country is not bad, except for the Sahara Desert in the south, the Atlantic Ocean in the west, and Spain and Portugal, the two medieval maritime overlords, across the sea in the north.

Therefore, relatively speaking, the climate here is not bad, and it is already October, and the temperature is gradually becoming milder.

In addition, the relationship between Morocco and China is okay, and it is okay until Chinese people do not need a visa to travel to their country.

Visa-free!

Now Chinese people even need a visa to go to Xiangjiang, and foreigners simply don't want it.I don't know if it's because the relationship with Huaxia is too good, or if Morocco is too straightforward.

But honesty is honesty. After all, it is a matter for the leaders of the two countries. The people of Morocco are not so friendly to foreigners.

On the [-]st, when Han Qiu and the other leading actors arrived at Rabat airport, it was already evening.

Fortunately, the staff of the crew had already prepared and contacted the bus and the hotel before coming.

On the way to the city, Han Qiu opened the car window, faced the wind, squinted his eyes, and admired Rabat under the sunset.

Unlike big cities in China and the United States, even though Rabat is the capital of Morocco, there are few tall buildings here.As far as the eye can see, there are densely packed, row upon row of low buildings.

Even, Han Qiu felt that his hometown in Yudu was higher than the house here.

In addition, the color of the building complex is relatively monotonous, just like the color of the Sahara Desert.If you look down from a high altitude, you will feel a sense of desolation in your heart.

It's like a lonely shadow flying above the desert, under the loud and clear voice, there is endless loneliness and loneliness.

Natalie smiled and said, "This is my first time in Africa, I didn't expect it to look pretty good."

Joseph: "It's called exoticism."

Xiao Lizi: "I've seen ghosts in exotic places, and the air is full of sand."

Hu Ge: "It's not that exaggerated, it's just a little hot."

Annie: "Starting tomorrow, I need to wear sunscreen."

Liu Dehua: "I want to ask, do people here speak English?"

Han Qiu shook his head: "Arabic is the official language here, followed by French and Spanish. As for English, yes, but the penetration rate is not high."

Hu Ge: "Morocco and China have such a good relationship, visas are exempted, why not popularize Chinese?"

Xiao Lizi: "It's not just China that is exempt from visas? Morocco is exempt from visas to many countries. Isn't it the same for us Americans?"

Han Qiu nodded: "This is the truth. Morocco does not reject foreigners, so there are everyone here, and it is quite chaotic. Everyone should be careful when going out to avoid any accidents."

"Yes, I see." Everyone nodded in unison.

After giving the order, Han Qiu continued to look at the city outside the window.Outside the car, the narrow street was full of pedestrians.

When walking to a fork in the road, a white man on the side of the road attracted his attention.

It wasn't that this white man was so attractive, but that he gave Han Qiu a sense of déjà vu.

"I seem to have seen it somewhere?" Han Qiu muttered.

I don't know if Han Qiu's gaze was too aggressive, the white man turned his head keenly, took a closer look, and his eyes directly locked on Han Qiu who was on the car.

"Huh? It's him~~" Chris raised his mouth slightly, and then nodded kindly at Han Qiu.

Han Qiu didn't know why, but he didn't reach out to hit the smiling person, so he could only smile in a friendly manner.

In the next second, the car drove away, and the eyes of the two followed suit.Before turning the corner, Han Qiu glanced in the direction Chris was heading. At the deepest part of the road, there was a Catholic church standing at the end.

After the car left, Chris turned his head and stared fixedly at the rear of the car. An inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It's been four years since V for Vendetta. More than 1000 days were enough to shrink the "file" about Chris in Han Qiu's mind to a negligible few KB.

But in Chris's heart, Han Qiu and V for Vendetta cannot be erased.So far, the memory is still fresh!

Rather than saying that the memory is still fresh, it is better to say that the belief in Chris's heart is telling him and spurring him all the time.Let him not forget what happened in England.

So, Chris didn't forget November 11, he didn't forget V, and he didn't forget Han Qiu.

He's a madman, but he's also a grateful Catholic.

"Han Qiu~~~~ After so many years, we finally met again." Chris watched the bus disappear around the corner of the street, and then walked slowly towards the church.

Under the lonely back, one person, one belief!
After Han Qiu and the others arrived at the hotel, they went back to their rooms after dinner and went to bed early.

After sitting on the plane for half a day, coupled with the jet lag and the bad weather, it was a lie for everyone to say that they were not tired.

Seeing this situation, Han Qiu was also a little speechless.Simply, on the second day, he directly gave the crew a three-day vacation.

However, Han Qiu still assigned tasks to the staff of the film crew, asking them to take a scene and plan the shooting location while they were playing in Rabat.

Seeing Han Qiu being so "magnanimous", everyone of course raised their hands to support him.

Then, in the eyes of Han Qiu who had seen a ghost, everyone seemed to be rejuvenated. With a shout, they went out to play in groups. How tired they were yesterday?

Han Qiu also had to look up to the sky and sigh: "Oh, you are indeed an actor, the acting is so real."

On the streets of Rabat, several leading actors walked together to visit this desert city.

Hu Ge took out his mobile phone, took out a selfie stick from his backpack, combined the two, and said with a smile: "We have fooled Director Han, let's take a photo together to commemorate this great moment ?”

"Okay." Everyone smiled and had no objection.

Soon, seven leading actors with three skin colors from different countries gathered in front of the camera.

A click.

The picture freezes instantly, and the bright smiles of the seven people are fixed within this square inch.

After taking the photo, Hu Ge posted on Weibo, posted the photo, and posted a comment.

"This period of time was very fulfilling and very happy. Especially Da Xian'er took us to play around the world, and gained a lot of knowledge."

"By the way, send some benefits, and attach a handsome photo of the Inception team."

"As for the movie. Please look forward to it. The day Inception is released is the day when I will come back."

As soon as this Weibo was posted, Hulala attracted many netizens in China, and it didn't take long for it to be topped on Weibo's most searched list.

Of course Hu Ge is not so attractive, but "Inception" has it, Han Banxian has it, and some of the big names in the photo have it.

"I'm sorry, this still photo is 666, there are so many bosses."

"Hu Ge's current wave of fans is very strong."

"I just want to ask, where is this?"

"It looks like it's in some African country."

"Excellent, Da Xian'er has gone to Africa to film."

"Fuck, tell me which country this is, I'm going to snipe them."

Suddenly, a comment popped up: "No need, I will snipe myself."

Netizens took a closer look and were instantly amused. This ID is Han Banxian.

Da Xian'er wants to snipe in person?
Hu Ge saw it, and quickly replied below: "Director Han, don't, it will be three days after the agreement, and you can't go back on your word."

Han Qiu: "I just think there are still some people missing in this photo?"

Seeing this, netizens commented and booed one after another.

"Haha, Han Banxian forcefully asked him to be added."

"It's very simple, put Han Banxian's avatar into P."

"Okay, come here, a PS master, and satisfy Han Banxian's request."

Since ancient times, the masters have been among the people, and some people yelled in the comments, and they really yelled out some PS masters, and then posted Han Qiu's avatar on it.

When Han Qiu saw this, his face turned black, and his nose was about to smoke.

Grandma, don't bring such a bully.

As soon as the phone was turned off, Han Qiu simply took a walk out of sight and out of mind.

Now he is walking alone on the streets of Rabat, the scorching sun is so hot that he can't keep his eyes open.

"Huh, it's really hot in here."

Looking around, Han Qiu was going to find a place to buy a bottle of water.But as far as I can see, there is not even a canteen.

After stopping a black passerby, Han Qiu politely asked, "Excuse me, where is the nearby store or supermarket?"

The black man was young, with a shaved head, and looked no more than 20 years old.He stared at Han Qiu, sized him up suspiciously, then stretched out his hand and said, "Tip."

Han Qiu spoke English, and the black young man also spoke English.In fact, Han Qiu was a little strange. It seems that there are not many people who can speak English in this place. He didn't expect to meet one, and what he didn't expect was that people would ask for a tip when they opened their mouths.

A few black lines appeared on Han Qiu's forehead, and then he took out his wallet, ready to send him some change.

Seeing the stacks of banknotes in Han Qiu's wallet, the black young man's eyes widened, almost glowing.He spread his hands and was about to accept Han Qiu's "gift", when a white man walked over and stood in front of him.

"Friend, don't you want to drink water, I think I can take you there."

Han Qiu frowned, looking at this unexpected visitor, the strange sense of familiarity reappeared in his heart.

The last time I was in the car, I felt that the appearance was a little familiar, and this time even the voice was a little familiar.

Subconsciously, Han Qiu couldn't think of refusing.He nodded and said, "OK, take me there."

"this way please."

Han Qiu didn't move, and asked, "Do you accept tips?"

Chris: "."

(End of this chapter)