I'm the director, I'm not bad

Chapter 381 379. I was right, it was you who were wrong (32)

"Director Wang's play, will be filmed in one year? Is it possible?"

Yang Mi first asked a core question.

Who doesn't know that Wang Jiawei is slow in filming?

Not to mention "Evil, West Poison" and the like, it took 2046 years to film "5".

Let him finish filming within a year now?

Isn't this a joke?

And Xu Haofeng shook his head seriously:
"It will definitely not be finished."

"what is it now?"

"Procrastinate. Anyway, the filming has already started, and the investment has been invested in it for ten years... Although the pressure is still there, Director Wang is used to it."

"..."

"..."

The couple who were at odds with each other didn't know what to say.

How capricious...

As expected of you.

At this time, Yang Mi unconsciously said:
"Ten years... More than 6000 million... Damn, if this money is used in the real estate market... Don't mention anything else, ten years ago, how many houses would you buy in Pudong for more than 6000 million? How many times can it be multiplied now?"

"What are you thinking?"

Xu Xin rolled his eyes:
"The more than 6000 million yuan is not a one-time investment. It is a little bit of hard work. But..."

As he spoke, he looked at Xu Haofeng:

"Although I don't have any complaints against Director Wang,... I still can't figure it out. How could it be possible to make a movie so slowly?"

"...How does Director Xu usually make movies?"

"Design the sub-shots in my mind, and think clearly about what needs to be expressed in each sub-shot. Then, after finding the actor, I nest the image of the actor in my mind, and form a movie through all the story fragments. After a few rounds in my mind If you find something wrong, you can adjust it in time.”

"...?"

Xu Haofeng was taken aback.

"Compose stories in your head?"

"correct."

Xu Xin nodded:
"As a director, you must understand the script, right? Connect all the stories of the script together, and go through it in your head, isn't it over?"

"...???"

Seeing his strange expression, Xu Xin asked back:
"what's wrong?"

"No need to adjust?"

"It's necessary, it's fine if you can adjust it in your head. You have a general idea in your mind, and then you can match it with the set and background of the crew. Doesn't a picture come out?"

"...????"

Xu Haofeng's expression became even more strange.

"Director Xu...you...do you go through it in your head first and imagine it yourself when you're filming?"

"That's right... Director Xu, aren't you?"

"..."

If Xu Haofeng knew Zhang Yimou and they sat and chatted together, he would probably agree with the old man's words:

"That's a talent that ordinary people can't learn."

Other directors who don’t adjust according to the situation on the scene, such as lighting or angles, repeatedly look for what works well... what works well...

How about you, just start "playing the movie" in your head? ? ?
Where did you get the monster from...

And Xu Xin didn't feel anything wrong with Xu Haofeng's strange eyes.

The director's filming... one person has one habit.

He didn't mean to draw a finished film directly in his mind, and then follow the original film.

Don't you have to adjust?

It is not integrally formed.

So he doesn't think he's so good.

But after hearing what Xu Haofeng said, he thought about it and said:
"That is to say, she was not selected because she is inferior to Zhang Ziyi?"

"That's right... We really don't have time to revise the script. And... After all, the length of Gong Er is too heavy. If we really do this, the plot of Yixiantian will be gone."

"...Tsk."

Xu Xin didn't know what to say for a while.

Let Shanghai Film Studio give some time to slow down?

This is the way to go...

But the problem is not so humble, right?

What's more, if the script remains unchanged... relying on a director's intuition, Xu Xin felt a considerable limitation.

Just thinking about it, Yang Dalin walked in from outside the door:
"The pot is boiling, why don't you eat first?"

"Hey, okay... Director Xu, let's chat while eating?"

"it is good."

"What kind of wine to drink? Is Moutai okay?"

"This... is still driving."

"Then what's the matter? It's okay to have someone send it to you later. Let's just use Moutai, Moutai + shabu-shabu, isn't it good?"

Xu Xin smiled and looked at the wine on the cabinet...

I chose a bottle of Moutai from 91, which is the rarest in stock.

Xu Haofeng has really put in a lot of effort for the role of wife, and it can be seen that he is really unwilling...

This man can handle it.

Then have a good bottle.

……

It has always been unknown how many Moutais the old Xu family has.

Even Xu Xin himself didn't know.

Anyway, in my impression, at the time when many people joked that eating cut cakes and drinking Moutai was a rich person, his family’s Moutai has been in "long-term and stable" supply for many years.

And there are all kinds of years.

Even the daily drink is not the Moutai produced in that year.

It was at least five or six years ago.

The new Moutai that year drank and coughed.

The stove provides a strong temperature support for the greenhouse in winter. With the steaming hot pot on the table, Xu Haofeng's glasses have formed a thick layer of hoarfrost as soon as they entered the greenhouse.

Today's meal is for three people.

Yang Dalin and his wife basically don't interfere with their daughter and son-in-law's work, and they are content with watching their grandson and granddaughter eat their own food.

The steaming hot pot is very suitable for drinking, especially the soft taste of this vintage wine with a slightly yellowish liquid.

After taking a sip of wine, Xu Haofeng couldn't help but nodded as he tasted the taste of the fresh hand-cut mutton mixed with sesame sauce:

"Shabu-shabu still has to be eaten at home. It's really delicious."

"Haha~"

Seeing his sincere praise, Xu Xin said in his heart that this guy is really wonderful.

Not a particularly annoying personality.

Drinking, you have to find a topic.

Today, the common topic on this table is kung fu.

Xu Xin didn't know martial arts, even if he watched his wife practice every day for the past few years, he basically didn't see it.

So at this moment, I just use the perspective of a novice Xiaobai to listen to what Xu Haofeng, who is not good at martial arts, but because of his family history, has seen a lot, has to say.

"Director Xu, have you ever seen a real martial arts competition?"

"I have seen."

Picking up the sweet garlic in his hand, Xu Haofeng nodded:

"Like my enlightenment, I learned from my second grandfather..."

"The second gentleman?"

"Yes, Second Master Li Zhongxuan. When I was learning from Second Grandpa, when I was a child, there were still some older generation gentlemen. And these old gentlemen also accepted apprentices, accepted apprentices, you martial arts practitioners You have to compete, and only when you compete, can you compete. So according to the old rules, when two people compete, you have to have a respectable person watching, many people look for my second grandfather..."

"witness?"

"Yes. You have to be a witness, otherwise when the door is closed, there will be only two people. After you come out, you say you have won me, and I say I have won you. Who can prove it? No one can prove it. If both of them refuse to accept it, then Don't you just end up with an enemy? Enemy, the next time you meet, it could range from bloodshed to life.

Invisibly, there may be a gap between the two sects, the two successors... even between the brothers.Therefore, this kind of discussion requires a witness.In the future, no matter who says anything, ask the witnesses what they say, and whoever loses and who wins will have an explanation. "

Listening to his words, Xu Xin nodded slightly:

"So... that is to say, in essence, everyone still hopes to define this kind of competition as a kind of...competition. Friendship comes first, victory comes second, right?"

"It can be understood in this way. After all, you ask many old gentlemen what is the highest definition of martial arts? They actually answer you with two words: Zhige. You have martial arts, but no one wants to rely on it to cause trouble."

"But the irony is that Kung Fu and martial arts were born for fighting people."

"Yes. But the interesting point is actually here... You see, kung fu is used for fighting people, but the highest state of kung fu is actually peace. The same reason, if you refine it, the so-called boxing kung fu, In fact, the first inventions were all to replace the role of weapons.

Just like the Xingyi boxing that Mimi and I practiced, what does Xingyi boxing focus on?Out of the gun into a fist.Meaning I put the gun down, punching is the same as using a gun.The so-called kung fu and tricks are actually more like an extension of the method of using weapons.

But here comes the interesting part...from when I was a child...including now we are doing "The Grandmaster" materials, ask those gentlemen.Ask everyone which is more dangerous than a weapon or a fist?The answer is also unified..."

"Does that mean fists and feet are more dangerous than weapons?"

"Correct."

"why?"

"Because fists are hard to control. When you compare weapons, everyone has a bottom line in their hearts. It's not a life-and-death fight...The moves must avoid the vital parts. I was going to cut your neck with a knife, but I changed it to cut your arms. Or It’s the heart-piercing changed to the stomach-piercing... Keep your strength and win with moves, everyone has a control innately. But if you fight, you punch someone’s stomach with one and a half steps, and the opponent moves his body. The fist hit the liver and spleen..."

"That man is dead."

"Yes. So you see, this is coming back again. The great achievement of kung fu is to stop fighting, to subdue the enemy without fighting. We all know that you are strong, but you can't fight, so let's stop fighting and talk. And you use fists and feet , originally intended as an extension of the weapon, but the result is that the weapon is not easy to kill, but the fists and feet have no eyes~"

"It sounds like a circle."

Xu Xin lifted the cup.

After the two touched each other, he continued:
"But I think the charm of these things is actually here. From subjective to objective, from objective to subjective... Now that I think about it, Tai Chi is really quite profound... No, it should be said that the truth of Tai Chi is true. Things in the world are explained to the extreme. Life and death reincarnation, life and death, cycle and cycle, cycle and cycle..."

"Correct."

After taking a sip of the wine, Xu Haofeng, who was holding the bowl and chopsticks to cook the meat, responded:
"A lot of principles can be used to explain it. For example, when the water is clear, there will be no fish. For example, if you get out of the mud and don't get dirty...Whether it's kung fu, or how to behave in the world, many things are actually interlinked."

At this time, Yang Mi said:
"So to continue this line of thinking, Gong Er is actually right."

Seeing them looking at her, she said:

"I'm talking about the second palace I designed, that stubbornness and overbearing... She is like a stunned young man. Everyone else is doing Tai Chi, but she doesn't want to do Tai Chi. She has practiced her own principles and fulfilled her own. Responsibilities are enough. What she is attached to is not martial arts, but her own character. Whether she suffers a loss or makes a choice, she keeps herself in the time when she needs to stay the most..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly laughed.

"I think I'm right, Gong Er's character itself should be like this. Just now I was thinking, could I really be acting too domineering?... But thinking about it now, no.

From what you said to my husband, brother, I was thinking about one thing.If all warriors can reach the realm of "stop fighting" as you said, then these people who have reached the realm of stopping fighting are also one of the mortal beings in terms of base numbers.Because everyone stopped fighting, it means that all living beings are equal.

And the "Grandmaster" born among them, according to the "Tai Chi" theory of both of you, must also be a person who is happy to be kind and enmity.After all, this is a relative reincarnation...

Therefore, if it really behaves like this, then my Gong Er must be the master of those masters.Unless all the characters are as happy as Gong Er, Gong Er should be the biggest highlight in this movie! "

She seemed to be smiling happily.

That looks like saying...

"It's not my fault, it's you!"

"I'm right, it's just that you don't recognize it!"

Seeing that kind of pride and complacency, Xu Haofeng frowned immediately.

But it wasn't that he was angry with Yang Mi.

Instead, thinking about her words.

Is that right?

If it fits the theme of "The Grandmaster"...

If you really look at it from the theory of "Tai Chi" or "Yin Yang Fish"...

Among a group of people with extreme personalities, the round person is the maverick master.

And among a group of mellow people, only the maverick is the most shining one?
The stage when I, director Wang, and screenwriter Zhou designed the script was the stage of changing from an ordinary person to a master.

It can be said that the perspectives of the three of them are based on the perspective of "ordinary people".

But what about from the perspective of a "grandmaster"?
What is Gong Er's behavior?
Everyone smiles to wipe out their grievances, and everyone can forget about it...

The so-called master... what is it?
Isn't it just ordinary people?

He suddenly felt a little conflicted.

And at this moment, Xu Xin said:

"Although you are right to say that, it is also about scoring. According to the words of online games, you are one version ahead. It is true that you are ahead of everyone, but you have overlooked one thing. That is... the so-called lead, It is also after the version changes. People who are half a version ahead are masters. But people who are one version ahead...it is usually difficult to end well."

"why?"

"...Do you refer specifically to Wang Mang?"

"The one who competed with Liu Xiu?"

"That's right. If you take a look at his affairs, you will find that...his thinking is a big version ahead, but he still lost to Liu Xiu. Because you are ahead enough, sometimes you may not be able to do it down to earth.

As for this story... Although I don't know what this story is about, but if the director is half a version ahead of the audience, this work can be regarded as a classic.

But the same... If you are one version ahead, it's a bit outrageous, and the audience will see it in a cloud... You can only wait for the natural fermentation of time, and let the game version reach that change before being recognized accept.So this matter is not about who is right and who is wrong, but the key depends on how the director chooses to tell the story. "

When Xu Xin said this, he was actually speaking from the director's point of view.

Directors can have unconstrained ideas.

But there is a premise that don't think too far ahead.

Because looking at film and television, things that are too advanced will never have a good ending when they are released.

For example, "The Promise".

I didn’t see it, but you still don’t understand it.

No one will understand what the director said within 5 years... Obviously he said less.

That film was at least 100 years ahead of itself.

so lo and behold...

Movies really can't be too leading...or Xu Xin doesn't want to be too leading.

There are too many leaders. After 100 years, people will become bone scum. Only then will someone say that your film is a classic that transcends generations... At that time, you will not be able to hear it, so what is the point?
Of course, from the perspective of the husband, it must be commendable that the wife's understanding is so ahead of the script.

But these are small talk.

From the couple's point of view, it's a done deal.

No it is not it.

Just like what she said in the afternoon.

For herself, the biggest gain is not the role of Gong Er, but what she got when creating the character of Gong Er.

But there are some things in this world that the speaker does not intend and the listener intends.

Xu Haofeng... the more he tasted Yang Mi's words, the more reasonable he felt.

For the role of Gong Er, the biggest conflict between him and Director Wang is actually in each person's role.

But if you look at the overall movie height...

Thinking of this, the impatience of resistance in Xu Haofeng's heart became a little stronger.

However, reason can overcome this impulse after all.

Looking at the wine glass that Xu Xin held up, he suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and the two wine glasses were held together again.

One sip of wine...

Gee.

What a delicious taste.

I glanced at the Moutai on the table.

The old packaging, the mottled traces of the years... The wine that can be aged in the bottle, in terms of taste, still has to be Moutai.

Gee.

While thinking, under the heat fumigation, he picked up another chopstick of mutton.

Ok.

This meal is...comfortable.

……

Old Xu is a wonderful person.

This is the conclusion Xu Xin reached after drinking half a catty of wine for one person and opening a second bottle of 95-year-old wine.

The first is the title.

Stop Xu Dao, Xu Dao, shouting for trouble.

Xiao Xu.

Old Xu.

That's it.

It sounds pleasing to the ear.

And then...

"Hey, Xiao Xu, look... that's it."

Standing in the greenhouse, he gestured a trick that Xu Xin couldn't understand:
"Dachengquan is this kind of frame. Look at my elbow, the elbow is always on the center line. This is called standing still like a leopard lying on a cloud, and moving like a dragon carrying a wave crashing! When I am quiet, I protect my fist, elbow, and knee. My three torso. When I move, my feet lead my waist, my waist leads my elbows, my elbows lead my fists... This way, once the fight starts, I can’t stop. Either you lie down or I lie down. The only thing that matters is one Between square inches... In the early years, Cui Youcheng got the title of that crazy god of war..."

Old Xu speaks in a polite manner.

Slow and idle.

But after drinking, the energy of a warrior...

It's not right to say that you are energetic.

It should be said that the chivalry in my heart was brought up.

Based on his time, based on what he had seen and heard in the early years, he just made gestures and talked with Xu Xin there, playing in this greenhouse.

And his hair is still long.

After doing a few strokes, if the hairstyle is messed up, I will smooth it out with both hands.

After sitting down, he picked up the wine cup and drank the wine in one gulp.

It looks exactly like the hero.

Gobble it up and sip it, it's so bold.

In fact, from here, Xu Xin could tell the difference.

My sister practiced martial arts, but in fact, she ran away with Liu Yifei's hard work at the beginning to make up for her shortcomings.

Later, I practiced, on the one hand, because of the self-discipline requirement in my heart, and on the other hand, the master-student friendship with Mr. Yu.

But for the history of that kind of martial arts, the study of tricks...she really can't do it.

Otherwise, Mr. Yu wouldn't keep saying that it's a pity for her, and he can only practice on airs.

Compared with Lao Xu, my sister is a bit like the kind of person who "has martial arts but no courage".

Practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body, not to compete with others.

But Lao Xu is not.

He really likes kung fu.

But his talent is really limited.

Xu Xin didn't know if this was consistent with what he said, "If my second grandpa was willing to let me suffer, my kung fu would not be as good as it is now."

But indeed, Lao Xu really loves kung fu.

After drinking more than half a catty of wine, all the gallantry came out.

I can't wait to be like a hero in those strange people and anecdotes.

This guy... is really interesting.

There is a cute contrast.

And now it's past 8 o'clock.

Yang Mi checked the time, then got up and left the table.

She has to put the baby to bed.

After she left, Xu Xin and the two of them continued to drink and chat while picking up candied garlic and peanuts.

Originally, "The Grandmaster" has already been finalized in terms of the dinner.

Yang Mi just lost the election.

Even she herself was relieved, so Xu Xin didn't say much.

But right now Yang Mi had just left, and after Lao Xu had drunk another cup of wine, he looked at the cigarette Xu Xin handed over...

I don't know what happened.

Suddenly stood up.

"wait for me a while."

After speaking, he also turned his head and left the greenhouse.

"...?"

Xu Xin was wondering.

After waiting for a while, I saw him rushing back from the living room.

Still holding a document in his hand.

"Give."

"……What?"

"The script of "The Grandmaster"."

"?"

Seeing Xu Xin's puzzled look, I heard him say:
"Look at it, let's not talk about your relationship with Mimi. As the director, you can judge and see which version is better, or contact Mimi's notepad and replace it with the one portrayed by her. That version of Gong Er is good!"

"This is not acceptable, it is against the rules. Isn't it still in the confidential stage?"

"It's okay, I let you see it!"

Maybe I was really happy to drink.

Or feel unhappy.

At this moment, Xu Haofeng blushed and had a thick neck, and with an attitude that could not be refused, he stuffed the script into Xu Xin's hands:
"look!"

"This... okay."

Xu Xin didn't shirk it either.

It's not for Yang Mi, but he wants to see what Gong Er, who can write those four lines, is like in this script.

(End of this chapter)