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Chapter 84 082. 8 years of preparation, 3 years of startup!
Chapter 84 082. Eight years of preparation, three years of startup!
"No, I'm nothing, I'm just..."
Holding the glass, he said, "Oh, how should I say it?"
Huang Bo sighed, his eyes were red: "It's not easy, it's not easy."
As he said that, he filled Su Chen's hands.
Su Chen asked strangely: "It's not easy for you, why are you filling me up?"
Huang Bo held Su Chen's hand and insisted on drinking for him: "It's nothing, drink, hey, yes, just drink, it's not easy for you."
"You don't know."
Huang Bo turned to Su Chen: "After this drama became popular, many of my friends called me and asked who the sales manager of the funeral home was. I said he was my younger brother, and we got along well."
"Hey, yes, if you don't have any filming in the future, you can tell my brother that there are many people looking for my filming now."
Su Chen smiled and waved his hands: "Act well, find out the way for me first, brother."
"No problem, let me tell you, come on!"
Huang Bo was full of energy, and impromptuly recited poems on the wine table: "I'm kidding, I'll write a poem for everyone. The past is so dirty that it's not enough to boast, but today's debauchery has no boundaries!"
He stepped on the chair under his feet, making a soil mark of shoe size 43.
"The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease!"
Ning Hao picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with Huang Bo.
The two read together: "See all the flowers in Chang'an in one day!!"
Su Chen picked up the wine glass: "You two, the Great Tang Dynasty is dead, now it's Beiping, we want to see the flowers of Beiping."
Huang Bo's drunken eyes were hazy, and when he turned his head, he pointed at Su Chen poetically, "Speaking of this flower."
"flower……"
Huang Bo frowned and thought about it, and suddenly it occurred to him.
"This flower must be straightened and broken when it blooms, don't let the beauty keep an empty pillow..."
For some reason, although Huang Bo was full of nonsense, when Su Chen heard the second half of the sentence, he suddenly remembered Zhao Qingren.
"Don't let the confidante keep her pillow..."
Ning Hao also drank too much and was happy, and after saying something, the tune changed and he sang: "Look at me, don't let the beautiful woman sit on the pillow, youth will never die without regret, forever lover..."
He turned on the player on his mobile phone, and the song "Dream Chaser" played.
In the box of a bullfrog food stall in Guijie Street, a few drunk men were full of ambition and sang loudly.
"Let the wandering footprints in the desert write down eternal memories."
"The notes that float here and there are the deep passion of your heart."
Huang Bohong was holding a wine bottle as a microphone with his neck stretched, and a slap was still on his leg.
"The blue sky in Honghong's heart is the beginning of life."
"The spring rain never sleeps overnight, you used to sleep alone."
"..."
……
After throwing a bunch of drunks into the taxi, Su Chen walked back to the rental room.
Recalling the presumptuous singing of people like Ning Hao and Huang Bo in the restaurant just now, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but smile.
They are usually under a lot of pressure.
What would an actor do if he couldn't receive a play for a few months, and what would a director do if he lost money and smashed his own brand?
It is not easy for adults to mess around in this world.
That's why I went to drink to vent. You see how happy the drunks on the street are laughing, and you know how frustrated and depressed they are on weekdays.
He picked up his cell phone and wanted to call Zhao Qingren, but he still didn't.
It's just a little sad feeling in my heart.
He, Su Chen, is just a young actor now, and his future is still uncertain, so he always wants to empathize with others.
I am still in dire straits, but I can't see the suffering in the world.
Su Chen really can't imagine the happiness of the little rich woman Zhao Qing.
……
A few days after returning to Beiping, Su Chen actually received Jiang Wen's invitation to enter Jiang Wen's studio to discuss the script together.
It was only then that he realized that the first draft of the script of "Let the Bullets Fly" and the final filming were completely different things.
Saving a notebook will take a long time.
In the early stage, a bunch of people sat together and bragged, pulling out the direction of the script bit by bit.
Let the bullets fly is still four or five months away.
Therefore, there are not many opportunities to meet Jiang Wen in the early work.
Moreover, Su Chen doesn't even know what role she is now.
Six sons?Isn't that from Zhang Mo?In order to support his son, Zhang Guoli did a lot of work, Su Chen knew that he still couldn't grab it now.
As for the others, the roles are pretty much the same.
He thought about being in "Let the Bullets Fly", not because he wanted to play an important role in the film "Let the Bullets Fly".
It's because Su Chen really likes this movie.
As early as when I was in school.
Huang Lei's one sentence made all his classmates have a clear understanding of Jiang Wen.
"In Jiang Wen's play, there is only one protagonist, and that is Jiang Wen!"
So far, Su Chen also thinks that there is nothing wrong with saying this. As for the future, I will talk about it later.
……
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is mid-March.
This afternoon, Su Chen was reading at home when his cell phone rang. It was an unknown number.
He also found it strange that after answering the phone, he immediately knew who it was when he heard the voice.
"Director Chen Kexin!"
"Hahaha, okay, long time no see."
"Long time no see, Director Chen." Su Chen felt a little flattered, he didn't expect that the other party would actually call him.
Since the last "October Siege" ended, there should have been no contact for more than four months.
"That's right."
"Some time ago, I had a friend who had a movie that he had been planning to shoot for many years. Recently, all aspects of preparation are almost the same, and he is about to start shooting."
"Ask me if there are any actors with good martial arts. I asked Dong Wei. He is very impressed with you!"
Su Chen's heart beat faster.
Chen Kexin's friend?
"Yes, that's right. I also sent the director some clips of your documentary filming in "October Siege"."
"People also think it's pretty good, so I'm asking if you're interested."
Su Chen hardly hesitated: "I'm interested!"
"Hey? Don't you ask who the other party's director is?"
Chen Kexin smiled, Su Chen impressed him very deeply, not only when they first met in the hotel, he tore off his trousers.
I still remember how hard he worked on the set, as well as the last important fight in "October Siege".
In fact, at this point, Su Chen already knew who it was in his heart.
But he couldn't believe that a director of this level still lacked actors. Logically speaking, countless actors should try their best to squeeze in.
"Director Chen Kexin, I may know who the director you mentioned is?"
Su Chen hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you know who he asked me to play?"
Chen Kexin was stunned on the phone, and then laughed loudly: "I don't know who to play, let alone me, he doesn't know who to play."
As soon as these words came out, Su Chen became clearer.
He even knows the name of the movie.
After eight years of preparation and three years into production, this is "The Grandmaster" that Wong Kar-wai has been holding back his energy to make.
(End of this chapter)
"No, I'm nothing, I'm just..."
Holding the glass, he said, "Oh, how should I say it?"
Huang Bo sighed, his eyes were red: "It's not easy, it's not easy."
As he said that, he filled Su Chen's hands.
Su Chen asked strangely: "It's not easy for you, why are you filling me up?"
Huang Bo held Su Chen's hand and insisted on drinking for him: "It's nothing, drink, hey, yes, just drink, it's not easy for you."
"You don't know."
Huang Bo turned to Su Chen: "After this drama became popular, many of my friends called me and asked who the sales manager of the funeral home was. I said he was my younger brother, and we got along well."
"Hey, yes, if you don't have any filming in the future, you can tell my brother that there are many people looking for my filming now."
Su Chen smiled and waved his hands: "Act well, find out the way for me first, brother."
"No problem, let me tell you, come on!"
Huang Bo was full of energy, and impromptuly recited poems on the wine table: "I'm kidding, I'll write a poem for everyone. The past is so dirty that it's not enough to boast, but today's debauchery has no boundaries!"
He stepped on the chair under his feet, making a soil mark of shoe size 43.
"The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease!"
Ning Hao picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with Huang Bo.
The two read together: "See all the flowers in Chang'an in one day!!"
Su Chen picked up the wine glass: "You two, the Great Tang Dynasty is dead, now it's Beiping, we want to see the flowers of Beiping."
Huang Bo's drunken eyes were hazy, and when he turned his head, he pointed at Su Chen poetically, "Speaking of this flower."
"flower……"
Huang Bo frowned and thought about it, and suddenly it occurred to him.
"This flower must be straightened and broken when it blooms, don't let the beauty keep an empty pillow..."
For some reason, although Huang Bo was full of nonsense, when Su Chen heard the second half of the sentence, he suddenly remembered Zhao Qingren.
"Don't let the confidante keep her pillow..."
Ning Hao also drank too much and was happy, and after saying something, the tune changed and he sang: "Look at me, don't let the beautiful woman sit on the pillow, youth will never die without regret, forever lover..."
He turned on the player on his mobile phone, and the song "Dream Chaser" played.
In the box of a bullfrog food stall in Guijie Street, a few drunk men were full of ambition and sang loudly.
"Let the wandering footprints in the desert write down eternal memories."
"The notes that float here and there are the deep passion of your heart."
Huang Bohong was holding a wine bottle as a microphone with his neck stretched, and a slap was still on his leg.
"The blue sky in Honghong's heart is the beginning of life."
"The spring rain never sleeps overnight, you used to sleep alone."
"..."
……
After throwing a bunch of drunks into the taxi, Su Chen walked back to the rental room.
Recalling the presumptuous singing of people like Ning Hao and Huang Bo in the restaurant just now, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but smile.
They are usually under a lot of pressure.
What would an actor do if he couldn't receive a play for a few months, and what would a director do if he lost money and smashed his own brand?
It is not easy for adults to mess around in this world.
That's why I went to drink to vent. You see how happy the drunks on the street are laughing, and you know how frustrated and depressed they are on weekdays.
He picked up his cell phone and wanted to call Zhao Qingren, but he still didn't.
It's just a little sad feeling in my heart.
He, Su Chen, is just a young actor now, and his future is still uncertain, so he always wants to empathize with others.
I am still in dire straits, but I can't see the suffering in the world.
Su Chen really can't imagine the happiness of the little rich woman Zhao Qing.
……
A few days after returning to Beiping, Su Chen actually received Jiang Wen's invitation to enter Jiang Wen's studio to discuss the script together.
It was only then that he realized that the first draft of the script of "Let the Bullets Fly" and the final filming were completely different things.
Saving a notebook will take a long time.
In the early stage, a bunch of people sat together and bragged, pulling out the direction of the script bit by bit.
Let the bullets fly is still four or five months away.
Therefore, there are not many opportunities to meet Jiang Wen in the early work.
Moreover, Su Chen doesn't even know what role she is now.
Six sons?Isn't that from Zhang Mo?In order to support his son, Zhang Guoli did a lot of work, Su Chen knew that he still couldn't grab it now.
As for the others, the roles are pretty much the same.
He thought about being in "Let the Bullets Fly", not because he wanted to play an important role in the film "Let the Bullets Fly".
It's because Su Chen really likes this movie.
As early as when I was in school.
Huang Lei's one sentence made all his classmates have a clear understanding of Jiang Wen.
"In Jiang Wen's play, there is only one protagonist, and that is Jiang Wen!"
So far, Su Chen also thinks that there is nothing wrong with saying this. As for the future, I will talk about it later.
……
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is mid-March.
This afternoon, Su Chen was reading at home when his cell phone rang. It was an unknown number.
He also found it strange that after answering the phone, he immediately knew who it was when he heard the voice.
"Director Chen Kexin!"
"Hahaha, okay, long time no see."
"Long time no see, Director Chen." Su Chen felt a little flattered, he didn't expect that the other party would actually call him.
Since the last "October Siege" ended, there should have been no contact for more than four months.
"That's right."
"Some time ago, I had a friend who had a movie that he had been planning to shoot for many years. Recently, all aspects of preparation are almost the same, and he is about to start shooting."
"Ask me if there are any actors with good martial arts. I asked Dong Wei. He is very impressed with you!"
Su Chen's heart beat faster.
Chen Kexin's friend?
"Yes, that's right. I also sent the director some clips of your documentary filming in "October Siege"."
"People also think it's pretty good, so I'm asking if you're interested."
Su Chen hardly hesitated: "I'm interested!"
"Hey? Don't you ask who the other party's director is?"
Chen Kexin smiled, Su Chen impressed him very deeply, not only when they first met in the hotel, he tore off his trousers.
I still remember how hard he worked on the set, as well as the last important fight in "October Siege".
In fact, at this point, Su Chen already knew who it was in his heart.
But he couldn't believe that a director of this level still lacked actors. Logically speaking, countless actors should try their best to squeeze in.
"Director Chen Kexin, I may know who the director you mentioned is?"
Su Chen hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you know who he asked me to play?"
Chen Kexin was stunned on the phone, and then laughed loudly: "I don't know who to play, let alone me, he doesn't know who to play."
As soon as these words came out, Su Chen became clearer.
He even knows the name of the movie.
After eight years of preparation and three years into production, this is "The Grandmaster" that Wong Kar-wai has been holding back his energy to make.
(End of this chapter)
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