I become a big star after I sleep

Chapter 289 I Believe, I Really Believe
The celebration banquet stipulated what time to start, but did not stipulate what time to end. You can leave any time you want.

Inevitably, some bosses and actors started chatting about cooperation, and immediately wanted to find a place to try out plays. Once this kind of primitive human desire for artistic expression comes up, it is difficult to control, and it is impossible not to release it.

So as the night got darker, fewer and fewer people attended the celebration banquet, and the ratio of male to female remained basically constant.

It's just... a coincidence.

"What about the boy?"

Jiang Wen walked over, looking at his beautiful four...three daughters-in-law, he felt frustrated again.

It's bad enough to be run over by Wang Shuo and the others just now, they all grew up naked together, so it's too much loss if you make a joke.

Let's just say, this person doesn't have to be born, but he must be able to recognize him!After recognizing a good son, he even got up with himself, right, Qin Muchu's godfather? ——British University, 2009.5.15
Comrade Jiang Wen, I am convinced, it is this (thumbs up).I like his movies, I didn't say that, we group, none of you can compare with him in terms of director talent.But now, what I admire more about him is his ability to recognize his son. I dare not say this when I grow up. In the cultural circle, he is on the list. ——Wang Shuo, 2009.5.15
Wrong, not Jiang Wen, but Qin Wen.Otherwise, later generations would ask, why didn't Qin Muchu's father have the same surname as him? —— Ge You, 2009.5.15
Hahahahaha! ——Beijing circle, 2009.5.15
Take the bamboo shoots, take the bamboo shoots!
You have no idea how much I have taught this kid!His directing ability is completely inherited from me, wait for it! ——Jiang Wen became angry from embarrassment.

Speaking of now, Yang Mi looked at Jiang Wen, who was blushing and thick-necked, not knowing what was going on, and said:

"He just left with Director Zhang Yimou and said he had something to talk about. Uncle Jiang, do you need to talk to him?"

Wouldn't it be calling him to drink at the bar?
Looking at Jiang Wen like this, Yang Mi thought to herself.

That doesn't work.

Yang Mi, who is familiar with her boyfriend's alcohol tolerance, immediately said:
"It seems to be quite important."

Jiang Wen originally wanted to call Qin Muchu back, threaten and lure him, and then take him to the Beijing circle to wash away the "wrongs" he suffered, but since listening to the matter is very important, there is no other way.

Zhou Yun also came over at this time, glared at Jiang Wen angrily, then smiled at Yang Mi and the others:

"Since Xiao Qin is gone, why don't you come and sit with me, we are all women, let's chat together."

The Beijing circle is not all men, and there are many women.

Some are from Beijing, such as Xu Qian.

Some are the wives of men in Beijing, such as Zhou Yun.

These two belong to the same class.

The rest are some female celebrities in the Beijing circle. They may have been the girlfriends of some people in the Beijing circle, but now...

Well, don't ask, if you ask, you have slept.

Among the four girls, only Yang Mi understands the deep meaning of Zhou Yun calling them to "sit and chat". This is a kind of recognition and a declaration.

Immediately pulled Zhou Huimin, Zeng Li, and Liu Xiqian who wanted to shirk, and agreed immediately:
"Okay, thank you, Miss Yun."

Zhou Yun frowned, smiled and said:
"Thank you very much."

What a smart girl.

Just right, you can take care of yourself.

The remaining two with stable personalities can take care of Xiao Qin.

That stupid one... Give Xiao Qin some money.

Zhou Yun didn't feel that Yang Mi and Qin Muchu were unfair to women just because she was a woman.

My younger brother is so outstanding, what happened to his three wives and four concubines?
As for my husband, if he dares to do this...

Isn't he obsessed with playing eunuch and feminine roles?

Ha ha.

……

[Chao Qin Mu Chu] building.

This building, which was closed at five o'clock in the afternoon, was rarely brightly lit today.

Top floor office lounge area.

The man sat on the sofa, looked around, and finally his eyes stayed on the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

There are a few large characters projected there, shining brightly in the night sky:
"We're going to make a movie of that..."

"Director Zhang, boil the water."

The voice pulled Zhang Yimou from his thoughts back to reality.

Qin Muchu put the teacup on the tea table in front of Zhang Yimou.

He had just searched for a long time before finding out where the company's leisure area was. Considering Zhang Yimou's age and the fact that it was getting late, he finally chose a cup of hot water among various drinks.

Warm and caring.

"Sit down, let's read the script."

Zhang Yimou waved his hand, without being overly polite, and went straight to the point.

Since he didn't intend to be a lobbyist for Zhang Weiping, his attitude towards Qin Muchu has returned to the past, and he doesn't feel any guilt in his heart.

In Shaanxi dialect-off the amount of the hammer?

He has already made up his mind, no matter how Qin Muchu retaliates against Zhang Weiping, he will not say a word.

He was already so busy with the film business, if Zhang Weiping hadn't begged him to help make peace, he wouldn't even want to attend today's celebration banquet.

"Okay, wait a moment."

Qin Muchu went to his desk and turned on the computer. After some operation, the printer next to him started to spit out paper. It spit out about a hundred sheets before stopping.

There were no staples either, so I picked them up and sent them to Lao Mouzi.

Lao Mouzi also took out a stack of thick papers from his handbag, and the two of them completed the exchange.

Since Lao Mouzi didn't intend to help Zhang Weiping make peace, the two of them came to the company at night, so it's not for small talk.

Although Qin Muchu's script has been basically completed, there are still some areas to be improved, and he wants to hear Lao Mouzi's opinion.

Originally, he wanted the old baby to read it, but the topic of the old baby didn't talk about it at all, so he was quite helpless.

Lao Mouzi also has the same purpose. What he is worried about recently is the new movie. Originally, the script was fixed, but after being introduced to Zhao's class, he revised it.

Originally, I wanted to shoot a Chinese version of "Blood Labyrinth", keeping the original style and still focusing on suspense.

However, the revised script completely deviated from his expectations, and now this version has become mainly comedy, and the suspenseful atmosphere is not strong.

In addition to being a famous director in China, Qin Muchu is also a top screenwriter in China.

All of his films are written and directed by himself, and he writes scripts for other directors.

There is no doubt about his ability.

Lao Mouzi also wanted him to help him as a staff officer.

So just like that, one old and one young, sitting opposite each other, read the script silently.

"Three Shots Surprise".

When Qin Muchu got the script, he searched in his brain first, whether he had seen the movie or not.

After thinking about it carefully, no.

It's not surprising, in his previous life, he had only watched "Golden Armor" of Lao Mouzi's films, and he went to Zhou Jiaolun at that time.

Without the reference of "finished movie" in his mind, Qin Muchu just read the script honestly.

When he saw the name of the script, his first reaction was to change it to a spy movie?

If the background of "Blood Labyrinth" is adapted to the spy army during the war, the suspenseful atmosphere will indeed be full.

The original boss became the head of the military command...

But as soon as he turned the first page, he realized that he was thinking too much.

The background is a small inn in ancient times, and the relationship between the characters and the boss and employees in "Blood Maze" is not bad, and there is not much change.

OK, that's fine too.

But Qin Muchu continued to look, and his expression gradually became strange.

Especially when I saw the actor's lines in the script and several scenes repeatedly circled in red pen, the corners of my mouth twitched uncontrollably.

He kind of hates his brain for being too imaginative, because he can make up the scenes of the movie by looking at the script.

Of course, it is not as specific as the actual film, but the general picture can still be imagined.

In particular, he knows who the actor for each role is, and he brings in the actor's performance style...

hiss--

This feeling is like two friends coming out for dinner and agreeing to bring food to eat together.

One person brought out delicacies, such as lobster and abalone, delicacies from mountains and seas.

And the other took out the buns, which were three for one yuan, and five for two yuan...

I Nima...

Looking up at Lao Mouzi, who was staring at his script with a frown, he suddenly had the urge to snatch the script back.

I won't let you eat it, no... I won't let you see it!

……

Before I knew it, an hour passed.

The script is not long, only [-] to [-] words, so long enough to read it carefully.

"call……"

After reading Qin Muchu's script, Zhang Yimou breathed a sigh of relief and frowned. This is his habitual thinking state.

How to say this book, it is not a good or bad thing, but lies in the humanistic care embodied in it and the profound thoughts in it.

If it is made into a movie, the audience is destined to not be many, only a handful.

in other words.

Art films don't sell money.

"You want to take this film for an award?"

Zhang Yimou looked up at Qin Muchu and asked.

Since they don't sell for money, they are rushing to win prizes.

From the perspective of Lao Mouzi who has been involved in major film festivals for many years, this script is the type that is easy to win awards.

"Oh, um... no, I just want to take pictures."

Qin Muchu recovered from his daze.

He finished reading the "Three Shots" book in half an hour, and spent the rest of the time meditating, without taking another look at "Three Shots".

No kidding, one more look and you'll explode.

When Lao Mouzi asked if the film was going for awards, he was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, this film is the one with the purest purpose since his three films and one TV series.

The starting point of "The Gift in Room No. [-]" was for Yang Mi, but he couldn't afford to lose the old baby's coffin.

"You Who Came from the Star" is for practice, to practice my directing ability, and I hope the TV series will become a big hit.

"When Happiness Knocks on the Door" is for the award, to prove that he is already a mature director.

However, "Inception" wanted to make a blockbuster film, which was also a show of his skills, and at the same time, it also carried the ideological burden of not losing money.

And now this movie, has no purpose.

He doesn't think about winning prizes, whether he will lose money, or even whether the audience likes it or not.

If there is a purpose, it is for himself and... the old dean who is no longer there and him.

This movie only needs to have three of their audiences.

Zhang Yimou was taken aback when he heard Qin Muchu's answer, and soon thought of something.

He was there on the day of the premiere of "Inception", and later heard about Qin Muchu.

He instantly understood why Qin Muchu wrote this script.

The frown was loosened, and Qin Muchu's arm was lightly patted with the palm of his hand, comfortingly said:

"The old man will see."

Qin Muchu's eyes drooped slightly, but he didn't speak.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little silent.

Zhang Yimou quickly changed the topic to the movie:

"This movie has some strict requirements on the acting skills of the actors."

Qin Muchu also adjusted back to his state, and nodded upon hearing this.

Almost all the plots of the movie take place in one house, and the small and monotonous shooting space means that the highlight of the movie is all on the actors.

There will be a large number of close-ups of the actors' faces, which will undoubtedly be a great test of the actors' acting skills.

"Is there anyone to choose?" Zhang Yimou asked.

"Not yet, but it shouldn't be difficult. There is no shortage of middle-aged actresses and elderly actors with acting skills in our country."

Qin Muchu was not afraid that he would not be able to find an actor.

And he himself is a director who is good at training actors.

Zhang Yimou nodded, pondered for a while, and suddenly asked:
"Xiao Qin, what do you think of the role of daughter, Gong Li?"

Gong Li...

Qin Muchu's breath was stagnant, and he remembered the white flowers in "Golden Armor"... No, he remembered Gong Huang's past works.

Jiu'er, Qiuju, Juxian...

"When I read your script, the image of Gong Li was the first thing that popped up in the mind of this daughter character."

Zhang Yimou reopened the script and looked at the words on it:
"This character has tenderness and fragility, but when you peel off the outer shell, the innermost one is a kind of strength and sharpness that no one can defeat. Without these, it would be difficult for her to take good care of a character under such pressure. …it’s hard to take care of my own father.”

Qin Muchu nodded in approval.

Gong Li has a "pungent" vigor, which is not a bad word, but a kind of explosive power.

She can be very soft and fragile, and she can burst out with a sharper sense than anyone else when necessary. This sense of contradiction is exactly what the role of "daughter" in the movie needs.

"I'll ask Sister Gong Li tomorrow, but I don't know if she would like to play the role..."

Qin Muchu was a little worried.

Gong Li has rarely acted in these years. The most recent play is Lao Mouzi's "Golden Armor". At her level, she has basically won all the awards at home and abroad, and she is not short of money.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the last sentence is successful.

If he accepts the play again, it may only be because he really likes the script, or because of unavoidable human affection.

"She will pick it up, as long as you show her the book, she will definitely pick it up."

Zhang Yimou's tone was unusually firm.

The plot of this script basically takes place between the two characters of "father" and "daughter", and the shooting location is concentrated in a house.

This is not only a test for actors, but also an opportunity to fully release their acting skills.

No matter how many minutes there are in the movie, the two actors will show almost as many minutes of acting skills.

Such a good script, based on his understanding of Gong Li, she couldn't miss it.

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and said to Qin Muchu:
"I'll call now and ask, if she has a schedule, it should be fine."

"Now? Is it too late?"

Qin Muchu glanced at his phone, it was already past ten o'clock.

"It's not too late, she won't sleep at this point."

Lao Mouzi didn't think about it, and the next second he felt that his words seemed a little inappropriate.

Looking up to the opposite side, Qin Muchu was looking at him strangely.

"Cough—well, when we were shooting "Golden Armor", we often discussed the script together at this point... Well, Zhou Runfa and Jiao Lun are also there."

Lao Mouzi coughed lightly and explained.

"Well, I believe it."

Qin Muchu's eyes were sincere, and there was a trained standard smile on his face.

"..."

Lao Mouzi was silent for a while, and said again:

"You can ask Kulun."

"No, I really believe it!"

"……I……"

What else did Lao Mouzi want to say, the phone was connected, and Gong Li's voice with a smile came from inside:
"Hello? Call me so late, miss me?"

"!!!"

Lao Mouzi's first reaction was not to answer, but to look at Qin Muchu.

"It's okay, I didn't hear you."

Qin Muchu covered his ears and said...

(End of this chapter)