I'm the director, I'm not bad

Chapter 73 071. Her Tenderness
Yang Mi didn't go back to the room with Xu Xin.

Not that she was afraid.

because of some personal reasons.

After Xu Xin returned to the room, she immediately received a text message from her:

"I'm going to wash my face first, you wait for me for a while."

"it is good."

After replying, Xu Xin also went to take a shower.

I thought it would be almost done when I came out, but when I looked at the phone, the other party didn't reply yet.

He lay down immediately and turned on the TV.

When the TV is turned on, there is a sports channel, which seems to be a football column.

Xu Xin doesn't watch football, so he doesn't know much about it.

But men's love for sports channels is inherent.If nothing else, let's talk about Xu Daqiang. He especially likes to sleep while watching snooker games.

The slow commentary tone of the host, coupled with the regular crashing sound of the billiard balls, is better than sleeping pills.

And it just so happened that today's show, according to the two hosts who didn't know each other, was about the UEFA Champions League round of [-] or something.

Real Madrid v Arsenal.

The two hosts were unanimously optimistic about the Galaxy Battleship.

This Xu Xin knows, it seems that there is something... Maradona or Ronaldo.

Can't remember the name for a while.

Anyway, it is said that the strongest players in the world are in this team.

He obviously didn't know him, but he just lay on the bed and watched.

I also felt that the lights on the roof were a bit dazzling, so I turned off the lights...

Then, no more.

……

"I finished washing my face."

"Let me tell you, I feel like I'm dreaming now. Although you really didn't lie to me, I still feel like I'm dreaming."

"Why did you suddenly join?"

"What about the torch? Can you tell me?"

"Did I look very strange just now? I'm sorry, the main reason is that I was confused."

"I'm so happy for you, really, 100% happy for you, but I think I was acting weird just now."

"Even a little inferior."

"……Are you there?"

"Xu Xin?"

"Are you asleep?"

"Okay, good night."

"One last thing, come on! Xu Xin, you must be the best!"

This is the information that Xu Xin saw early in the morning.

And looking at the time, it was not yet 6:[-].

He didn't know if Yang Mi got up, so he replied:
"I fell asleep last night, did you wake up?"

After washing up, Yang Mi didn't reply.

Xu Xin probably didn't get up.

He didn't continue to send messages to disturb people's dreams. He went straight to the restaurant and had breakfast, then changed into a set of shorts and short sleeves and walked out the door.

The hotel has a gym.

It's written on the menu.

Coach Yufei sent him a fitness plan and made a muscle-building recipe.In addition, action tutorials are carefully attached.

But they are all aerobic exercises, there are very few equipment areas, and after each movement, there is a warning saying "don't overtrain, it is easy to cause muscle dissolution".

Apparently he was worried that he would do a lot of exercise again.

Fitness is a constant exercise.

After forming a habit, in fact, if you don't practice for a few days, you will feel uncomfortable all over your body.What's more, he doesn't have a girlfriend yet, if he can't vent his boundless energy...

Well, whoever is holding back feels uncomfortable.

So he chose to go to the hotel gym for a while.

Practice for an hour.

He was the first customer and the gym was empty.

But things are quite complete.

There's even half a basketball court.

I don't know what the floor below the basketball court is, so I can endure the noise that day.

After warming up, he got on the treadmill and ran for three kilometers.

After feeling that my whole body was active, I started to practice on the yoga mat according to the pictures of the movements of Coach Yufei in my memory.

What burpees, planks and the like.

Not to mention... It's obviously just aerobic, but Xu Xin soon saw sweat.

One hour.

Drenched in sweat, he walked out of the gym.

I went back to the house and took a shower, only to find that Yang Mi hadn't replied yet...

How long has this been sleeping?
Don't need to play today?

He was a little puzzled, but it was almost time now, so he hurried downstairs.

first floor.

"Xiao Xu."

As soon as Xu Xin came out, he heard Wei Lanfang's movements.

Turning around, I found that they were all the main creative personnel, but Director Zhang, Director Zhang Wu, and Director Cheng Xiaodong were not there.

"Good morning, Miss Wei."

He said hello.

Wei Lanfang was taken aback for a moment, and asked in bewilderment:
"Why are you sweating so much?"

"I just went to the gym for an hour and just got out of the shower."

As soon as he said this, Sha Xiaofeng and the others all looked over.

Ma Wen nodded:
"Tsk tsk, after all, it's a young man, he's really energetic."

Several big brothers also looked in agreement.

Wake up early in the morning to exercise...

Young people are really strong.

"Sister Wei, where is Director Zhang?"

"Let's go first. Director Zhang and the others followed the crew. Our car hasn't arrived yet."

"oh oh."

Xu Xin nodded:
"Then I'll smoke a cigarette."

"Go."

Get out of the hotel.

sunny.

A heat different from the north made Xu Xin narrow his eyes subconsciously.

I knew I would wear sunglasses.

Before smoking half a cigarette, other people also came out:
"Xiao Xu, let's go, the car is here."

Following Wei Lanfang's words, two blue Buick commercial vehicles drove up to the VIP booth.

"okay."

Xu Xin got into the car first with his bag on his back.

Sit directly on the rearmost seat.

Today is not an actor shooting, but an inspection of the venue and confirmation of props.

Zhang Yimou's workload is not heavy, but he must be there.

As for whether the actor will be there, no one knows.

When Xu Xin looked at the scenery along the way, his phone vibrated.

"I guess you fell asleep last night. Good morning~ I woke up, thanks to your old man, both of our eyes are swollen."

Seeing this news, Xu Xin was taken aback:
"? Are you crying?"

"No, last night's supper. I fell asleep after eating, my face was swollen, haha. Where are you?"

"Just set off, go to the crew."

"What district?"

"……What's the meaning?"

"It's where you shoot."

Seeing this message, Xu Xin asked Sha Xiaofeng next to him:

"Director Sha, which district are we going to?"

"Ming and Qing palaces."

Sha Xiaofeng said something.

Xu Xin replied to Yang Mi:
"Ming and Qing palaces."

"I guessed it was over there. It's okay. It's not too far from the Ming and Qing folk houses Expo City we photographed."

"Aren't you going today?"

"Go, but I don't have a show in the morning, I have one in the afternoon. Have you brought essential oil?"

"Why bring it?"

"Anti-mosquito, there are a lot of mosquitoes over there."

"No."

"Then remember to buy it when you get off the car. They are sold over there. You should buy toilet water and Fengyoujing. Fengyoujing is from Zhonghua Pharmaceutical, not Tiger brand. Tiger brand is not good, and there are many fakes. Zhonghua Medicine It costs 20 yuan and 45 a bottle, and you can buy [-] pieces directly for [-] yuan. You can buy Liushen for toilet water.”

Seeing this message, Xu Xin was speechless.

I said in my heart that I don't drink Fengyoujing, why buy so much?

But still replied:

"Okay, got it."

"Well, then I'm going to get ready."

"it is good."

Putting down the phone, Xu Xin didn't think much about it.

He has no idea about the mosquitoes in Hengdian.

Then he didn't know how many kilometers he walked, and he saw palace buildings coming into view from a distance.

For the first time, Hengdian Film and Television City unveiled the veil to him.

……

"Xiao Xu, what are you looking at?"

In the palace city, Wei Lanfang, who got off the car, was a little puzzled when he saw Xu Xin looking around.

"Uh...it's okay."

Xu Xin shook his head.

He didn't expect the crew's car to drive in directly, and there wasn't a single store in the place where he came here.

Essential oils and toilet water are no longer available.

But it didn't matter.

The sun is shining brightly now, how can there be any mosquitoes?
After withdrawing his gaze, he followed Wei Lanfang into the palaces built in the style of the Forbidden City.

After walking for a while, I saw the crowd in front of me.

It looks like there must be more than 100 people, which is not counted as workers.

There are twenty or thirty workers wearing safety helmets next to the two cranes, who don't know what they are busy with.

It is estimated that it is setting up the venue.

And Zhang Yimou and another middle-aged man who looked chubby were surrounded by stars like the moon.

But the destination of everyone is not his side.

It was a long tent built next to it.

Over there, big shots including Zhai Guoqiang, Zhang Wu, and Tian Heping were sitting in the shade of the tent, waving at them.

Everyone hurried over, only then did Xu Xin see that there was another new face.

The age is about 40 to [-] years old, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking very gentle.I was in a daze holding a white filter cigarette rarely used in the Chinese tobacco industry.

Xu Xin thought he was smoking Zhong Hai.

As a result, I walked in and found out that the smoke was Marlboro.

Because he didn't know who it was, Xu Xin wanted to be a little transparent first.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Wu saw him, he waved directly:
"Xiao Xu, come here."

"Director Zhang, Director Tian, ​​Director Fan, Director Wang... Hello, teacher. I'm Xu Xin. Please give me your advice."

Seeing that he was called, Xu Xin came to the front, greeted one by one, and finally greeted this very gentle middle-aged man politely.

However, the other party did not respond positively, and seemed to be thinking about something, appearing a little careless.

As soon as Zhang Wu heard Xu Xin call "teacher", he understood and said directly:
"You have to call Teacher Shen, Shen Danqing, a famous painter in our country...Danqing, he is the designer of the torch painting."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned his attention to Xu Xin.

Suddenly asked:

"Are you a painting major?"

"Uh... no. I'm a student of Beijing Film Director Department, Mr. Shen."

"Directing department?... have you studied painting?"

His accent is a bit southern.

Xu Xin nodded:
"It's hereditary. My mother draws very well."

"Oh~"

Shen Danqing nodded, stopped talking, and continued to fall into a kind of contemplation.

"..."

Xu Xin didn't think there was anything wrong, so he answered when people asked.

After answering, he walked up to Zhang Wu and asked:
"Director Zhang, you didn't drink too much last night, did you?"

In fact, it's just polite words.

Three people have a bottle of rice wine, how could they drink too much.

Zhang Wu smiled and shook his head:
"Of course not... After we went back to the house, we drank two more bottles of beer, but he had a stomachache, so he didn't drink much."

"oh oh."

Xu Xin nodded and sat down with the big guy.

Zhang Yimou couldn't come, so naturally Director Zhang presided over it.

"We are like this."

Just listen to him say:
"Yimou communicated with me just now, and he has to be busy for a while today, and then we still follow the old rules, according to the points discussed in Yanjing, with the "Four Great Inventions" as the main axis, and start thinking about the connection of link design. Everyone, think about it too... Then we talked about a particularly interesting point in the car just now, and I would like to share it with everyone."

Zhang Wu sat up straight, lit a cigarette, and looked at the crowd and said:
"How about we paint Guernica with gunpowder?"

"..."

Xu Xin was dumbfounded.

What... what card?

After a ranking that he had never heard of came out of Zhang Wu's mouth, Xu Xin was dumbfounded.

Instinctively, he looked at everyone.

In addition to Zhang Yimou, Shen Danqing was added.

There are thirteen people here, and everyone looks thoughtful, except for herself and Wei Lanfang.

Others ponder.

Obviously people know what this is.

But himself and Sister Wei were at a loss.

This expression is so different.

Others are frowning, but the two are staring.

Why stare?

It's very simple.

What is this... Guernica, neither of them has heard of it.

But Xu Xin didn't notice that when "Guernica" was mentioned, Shen Danqing's eyes fell on him.

Seeing his dazed look, he slowly frowned.

I heard Zhang Wu say there:

"This was proposed by Yimou. When we convey peace, should we also reflect on the harm that war has done to us? How do we reflect this kind of reflection? Use Guernica! Guoqiang means that it can be drawn with gunpowder A pair of Guernicas, and then...a shot of gunpowder...Boom, Guernica is reduced to ashes, what do you guys think?"

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, a voice sounded:
"I object."

Looking away from Xu Xin's dazed face, Shen Danqing seemed to have understood the "bottom" of this young man and stopped paying attention.

He smoked and said:
"Guernica's core idea is accusation, accusation of the horrors of the terrorist bombing of Guernica's civilians. In terms of spirit alone, he is more accusatory than reflective. It is hateful, he is Through hatred and accusations, to inform the world of the horrors of war, thereby bringing about reflection. But if you want to use the gunpowder link of the four great inventions to describe this picture, I think it is inappropriate."

As soon as Shen Danqing finished speaking, Zhai Guoqiang on the side spoke gently:
"That's why we said to light it. What I said to Yimou was that we used gunpowder to paint a Guernica, because its indictment of war is a common view of all mankind. Let's light it and put that The tragedy was burned to express a point of view: war can only bring destruction. Then through the connection of subsequent links, we express our yearning for peace..."

"But fire leaves dust, doesn't it?"

Ma Wen said:
"What should we do with so much gunpowder ash at the scene? What about safety hazards? What about the safety factor? With so many people using gunpowder to ignite a painting, the size of the painting must be quite large, right? It may be visually shocking, but later The question of how do we end up..."

The discussion group started the daily discussion.

But Xu Xin's brows were completely frowned.

……

The day flies by.

In the morning, Zhang Yimou didn't show up, but was planning something with the crew.

Came at lunch time.

We eat lunch together, and then continue to argue and think about "Guernica" that I couldn't handle because of his absence in the morning.

In the afternoon, the crew changed locations and came to the palace.

Zhang Yimou occasionally went to look for angles to shoot, and occasionally came to the people discussing in the corner to participate in the discussion.

They are obviously two different things, but he switched them very naturally.

But let's be honest.

Xu Xin is not in a good state today.

Basically, he didn't speak much for a day.

While eating at noon, he used his mobile phone to check what Guernica was.

Only then did I figure out that "Guernica" was a painting painted by Picasso.

It was created based on the terrorist bombing of Guernica, an important town in the Basque Country in northern Spain, and the killing of innocent people.

Also saw the prototype of the painting.

Although I understood the meaning of the expression, I also saw its whole picture clearly.

But he always felt a little guilty.

Because he doesn't understand.

But after others mentioned it, they understood.

What does this mean?
It means there is nothing in his stomach.

This feeling made him feel uncomfortable.

Or rather, uncomfortable.

Originally, when he designed the torch, he felt... Although he might just have a flash of inspiration, at least his design ideas can keep up with the big names in the team.

There are even some complacent ones who are proud of themselves.

You see, the first achievement in the team was actually made by me.

He does have some sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this sense of accomplishment, at the first creative discussion meeting in Hengdian, was bombarded like Guernica.

……

"Why are you here? I also said that when I finish my work, I will quietly run to your side to have a look. Why did you come over suddenly?"

The girl with makeup on her face was full of surprise, walked out of the house, and looked at Xu Xin at the door.

Then you see something is wrong.

There was a big red spot on the back of Xu Xin's hand, and there was a bulging lump in the middle.

"...You didn't put toilet water on it? Didn't you sprinkle essential oil?"

"No."

Xu Xin shook his head, glanced at the bag on the back of his hand that was bitten at some point, and didn't care.

But Yang Mi frowned.

There was something wrong with his mood.

So asked:

"What's the matter? ... What happened?"

"...Are you done with your work?"

"The filming is over, but I'm watching other people acting... Wait for me, I'll tell the director to go. Then you haven't been here, have you? Let me show you around?"

"it is good."

Hearing this, Yang Mi nodded, trotted all the way into the inside, and came out in about a minute or two.

But when he came out, he still had a schoolbag in his hand.

"Here, take it for me."

Passing the schoolbag to Xu Xin, she began to untangle her hair.

After untying Guo Xiang's shape completely, he tied a refreshing ponytail with the rubber band on his wrist, covered the scattered hair behind his ears, took the schoolbag, turned out a peaked cap and put it on After touching his head, he suddenly asked:
"looks good?"

Xu Xin looked up at her youthful and beautiful appearance, a smile finally appeared on her face:
"Well, pretty."

"Hehe~"

Smiling, she carried the backpack behind her back, and while leading Xu Xin along the alleyway to the main road, she asked:
"Is it over with you?"

"Well, Director Zhang is going to check the layout of the venue today, and let him go back after finishing."

"You didn't follow?"

"No... all the actors of "Golden Armor" are here tonight. The crew is going to have a meeting, and there is also a media interview meeting. I asked about the discussion group. There should be no meeting tonight, so I came here. "

"Is that so..."

She looked around and pointed to the distance:

"Let me take you to the Qingming Shanghe Tuna. There are mountains and water over there. It's quite fun."

"it is good."

Xu Xin responded casually.

At this time, Yang Mi asked him while leading him away:
"Look at you...you don't seem happy."

"A bit."

"What happened?"

she asked puzzled.

Xu Xin thought for a while and asked:
"Know Guernica?"

"...what's the matter?"

"Guernica."

"Is it the director? Which country? Or a movie?"

"..."

For some reason, Xu Xin suddenly felt that he was in a better mood.

"It's a painting, painted by Picasso."

"Oh~~"

The girl with a backpack and a peaked cap immediately understood:
"I know Picasso, the one who painted The Last Supper."

"..."

Now it was Xu Xin's turn to be shocked.

Looking straight at the girl...

"Are you serious?"

"what's wrong?"

Yang Mi was also a little puzzled:
"Just the paintings in the church, that Jesus..."

She spread her hands.

It looks like [helpless].JPG action.

"..."

Xu Xin was really speechless, and said:

"That was painted by Da Vinci."

"..."

At dusk, under the setting sun.

The tips of the girl's ears, which still had a little fluff, turned pink again.

But there was an expression of frustration on his face:

"Oh! Why are you so annoying!!! I... Of course I know it was painted by Da Vinci! Am I kidding you!"

"...Then who is Picasso?"

"Picasso is a painting...what is the painting?"

"..."

Anxious, trying to cover up, irritated, furious, swearing at each other...

Seeing the girl's appearance, a smile finally appeared on Xu Xin's face.

Fine.

So he nodded:
"Let's go."

"...What happened to Guernica?"

"EMMMMM..."

Xu Xin pursed her lips.

After thinking about it, I finally chose to tell the truth:
"Actually, I only heard of this name...or this painting for the first time this morning."

"Isn't that great? Learned something new."

"..."

He took a step.

Looking at the girl, the eyes are a little...

strange look.

After thinking about it, he asked:
"What would you do if, say, you didn't know anything when someone was talking about Guernica?"

"I'll ask."

The girl hardly thought, and gave the answer:
"I would ask what is Guernica?"

"...Aren't you embarrassed? Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Why would you feel ashamed?"

She seemed a little strange.

"Because everyone else understands, but you don't."

"Uh……"

Looking at the boy with inexplicable eyes, she thought for a while and said:
"Have you encountered this situation today?"

"……Um."

After hesitating for a while, Xu Xin nodded and admitted.

"What's going on, tell me about it. It's okay, you can say it openly, after all, I don't know... I can't even tell the difference between Picasso and Da Vinci. "Supper" was originally painted by Picasso..."

"It's Da Vinci!"

"Oh yes, goose goose goose~~~"

It seems that I have made a mistake again, which is very interesting.

She let out a series of goose-like laughter.

Then asked:

"what happened?"

So Xu Xin told her what happened in the morning.

It doesn't matter what kind of secrecy it is.

But he still didn't say it was "creative", but said that the members of the creative team chatted and discussed whether the meaning of "Guernica" was an accusation or a reflection.

Anyway, Yang Mi didn't understand either.

After listening, the girl asked:
"So you think everyone understands it, but when you hear about this painting for the first time, you feel... your knowledge reserve, or... your artistic accomplishment is not up to standard, so you feel very uncomfortable?"

She hit the nail on the head.

And Xu Xin's silence is the best answer.

So, seeing his appearance, the girl shook her head:

"Actually, there's no need for this..."

"……why?"

"Because number one, Zi Yue is eager to learn, and he is not ashamed to ask. Ask if you don't understand... At least for me, it's not a particularly shameful thing, right? If I don't understand, I don't understand. I have to ask. I can ask the wrong question, or I can be laughed at, but I get an explanation and "understand" my question. Isn't this the same as when the teacher asked the students to understand when I was in school. The teacher asked This sentence is not for those who understand, but I hope that students who do not understand will stand up and express their doubts, and the teacher will be responsible for solving doubts and letting students understand. Do you understand?"

Facing the setting sun, the girl's words were full of gentleness and soothing power.

Silently blending and penetrating into Xu Xin's heart.

"What's more, Xu Xin, have you thought about it, I don't know~"

She bared her small white teeth at Xu Xin:

"If you didn't mention this today, then I might not know that there is such a painting in the world. But, you brought it up today, and I realized, oh, it turns out that "Guernica" is such a painting." What happened. Right? Who in this world dares to say that he understands everything?"

As he said that, two people just walked towards him.

It seems that it should be a group performer or something, with "blood" on his face.

As the girl said, she stepped forward a few steps, and stopped the two of them in front of Xu Xin:
"Hi, may I ask you? Do you know what Guernica is?"

The two were taken aback.

looked at each other...

Then they shook their heads at the same time to express that they didn't know.

The girl nodded politely:

"Okay, thanks, bye."

Pass by.

Returning to Xu Xin's side, the girl shrugged:

"Look, who stipulated that everyone in the world must understand what is "Guernica"? We will always face many things that we don't know, don't we? By the way, Xu Xin, you don't want to Think, who are those teachers? Each of them is the top-notch technical talent in this country. Their vision, cultivation, and artistic level are many times higher than ours. And we...or you are What? You're just a student who hasn't graduated yet. I'm not saying you're justified if you don't know it, but...we're still young, we don't know it, don't understand, it's okay."

She shook her head.

With a firm yet gentle tone, looking at the frowning and pensive boy, he said softly:
"We can learn, can't we?"

(End of this chapter)