I become a big star after I sleep

Chapter 336 Caused by a few photos...

"Xiao Qin, it's better to have a flat show."

Zhang Yimou said the exact opposite of what he said on the plane.

He used to think that "Love Letter" was too gentle, like a life that ended without a disease, without any "conflict".

You know, the focus of drama is often on these conflicts."

But now, after looking at these photos, he felt that this "flatness" couldn't be better, and anything more would be a blasphemy to this beauty.

"Hey, right, I suddenly felt it when I saw this scene just now.

This is the picture style I want for Li Muzhi, a man and woman in high school, beautiful, hazy, and simple, like...like..."

Qin Muchu couldn't find the words to describe this feeling at first.

"Memories." Zhang Yimou said suddenly.

Qin Muchu's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands:

"Yes, a memory is a memory! It must be as clean and beautiful as a memory."

Looking at Lao Mouzi:
"Director Zhang, can you grasp this picture style?"

After all, Zhang Yimou is the photographer. He has been talking here for a long time. If Zhang Yimou said "I can't do it", it would be in vain.

This is also the biggest difficulty in his previous filming.

I was talking gaudyly there, and the photographer scratched his head silently.

Then many times he had to set up the camera himself to help the photographer find the feeling.

That's right, the director gave the photographer a feeling!

But he is not a professional photographer. He only knows what beauty is, but he doesn't know how to take pictures to be so beautiful.

You can only use a stupid method-try from one angle to another according to your feeling.

Seeing Qin Muchu looking at him expectantly, Zhang Yimou smiled:

"no problem."

He was born as a photographer, and he has often played the role of a photographer in filming for decades, so his photography ability has not dropped at all.

Although these few photos of Qin Muchu were well taken, it is difficult to maintain this level of movie screen, but it is not impossible.

The moment Qin Muchu breathed a sigh of relief, he also smiled and gave a thumbs up:

"Crap."

Fortunately, Lao Mouzi came, otherwise, if he was allowed to bring a photographer to shoot, he would probably spend more time in front of the camera than in front of the monitor every day.

"Hui Min, it's so beautiful."

Looking at the photos, Zhang Mo felt his heart melt.

No girl can bear this beauty.

If Zhou Huimin's appearance is 9.5 points, then with the blessing of the atmosphere in the photo, it has reached 12 points!
[-] out of [-].

Zeng Li's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help touching Zhou Huimin's face.

She understood why Yang Mi always liked to be shy to them.

She used to think that she was not that kind of person, but now she found that she was just not attractive enough, and she wanted to shy away if she was attractive enough.

For example, Zhou Huimin in the photo.

"Unfortunately, if you wear a school uniform, it should look better and feel better."

Qin Muchu was still a little dissatisfied looking at the photo,

"Wearing a thick down jacket, it looks a bit bloated. If you change into a school uniform and carry a schoolbag in your hand, it will be perfect...

It’s not right, it’s best to change your hairstyle, tie it up, and then fluffy and sparse air bangs..."

Not satisfied yet?
Zhang Mo stared at Qin Muchu with wide eyes.

Such a greedy man.

……

Qin Muchu originally wanted to go through all the filming locations in the town in the afternoon, but after seeing the classroom, it suddenly snowed heavily and it became dark.

It was only four o'clock and it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers, so I had to go back home.

According to Ma Debiao, it gets light at 07:30 every morning and gets dark at four in the afternoon.

That is to say, if the crew does not adjust their work and rest time, there will only be a few hours of filming time per day.

……

Yanjing.

[Chao Qin Mu Chu] building.

"Ka, OK! Take a break and shoot a night scene at night!"

Following Teng Huayu's shout, the crew also began to pack up their things.

"Teachers, you have worked hard. Tonight, the restaurant has a new batch of mutton, which was airlifted from the prairie."

"Thank you, Mr. Honey."

"Honey is mighty."

Amidst all the flattering shouts, Yang Mi smiled and nodded to walk towards the rest room.

And Teng Huayu looked a little sour, but there was nothing he could do.

The director is himself, and the crew is also formed by himself, but the money belongs to them, the venue belongs to them, and under the grace, even the hearts of the people belong to them.

Hitting a worker is hard.

Opening the door of the dressing room, I saw the girl sitting on the chair. Yang Mi, who looked dignified and big sister a second ago, immediately turned into a female hooligan.

He walked over on tiptoe, and suddenly stretched out both hands to grab it, causing a cry of surprise.

"Honey!!!"

Liu Xiqian was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she almost dropped her phone. When she turned around and saw Yang Mi, she angrily knocked her hand off.

"Hey, Sissy, you seem to have grown bigger, have you developed?"

Yang Mi smiled and sat on her lap.

"Not as old as you." Liu Xiqian rolled her eyes, and patted her back in retaliation.

Yang Mi was not shy at all, instead she stood up proudly, pinching Liu Xiqian's chin again:

"I have a secret, Sissy, do you want to know?"

"I……"

Liu Xiqian, who wanted to refuse, hesitated for a moment, looked at her best friend's pride, and then thought about herself, she inevitably felt a little inferior.

Under temptation, he still asked:

"What's the secret?"

Looking at Liu Xiqian's innocent and beautiful face when she looked up at her, Yang Mi showed an old Siji's smile and approached her ear.

After five seconds.

"Honey!"

Liu Xiqian's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she gritted her teeth to grab Yang Mi.

"Oh, I'm serious, it really works, think about it for yourself, don't you?"

Yang Mi hugged Liu Xiqian and controlled her hand.

"Sexy honey!"

"I can lend you Qin Muchu."

"Ah - Mimi!!!"

The two women were fighting when the door of the dressing room opened suddenly.

"Let go, someone is coming." Liu Xiqian heard the movement behind her.

But Yang Mi didn't turn her head back:

"It's okay, it's Xiao Di, she will come in this dressing room besides me."

He said and shouted:

"Xiao Di!"

Sure enough, a girl responded:

"Miss Honey."

Then the door slammed, and the girl walked over holding a computer. It was Yang Mi's assistant, Xiao Di.

She looked at Yang Mi and Liu Xiqian who were tightly hugging and disheveled with an expression of three parts curiosity, three parts fear, and four parts anticipation.

Is it that exciting?

Director Qin just left this morning!

"What do you think?"

Yang Mi waved to the dazed little assistant.

"Oh... Sister Mi, Sister Sissy."

Xiao Di came back to his senses and hurriedly greeted him.

"Are you too tired from studying?" Yang Mi asked.

"No, no, I'm not tired. They were very patient in teaching me, but I'm too stupid to learn. Sister Mi, why don't you find a professional, and I'll just run errands for you." Xiao Di weakly said.

When Yang Mi is filming, she always does not allow assistants, agents, etc. to be on the set.

So she took a break.

It happened that most of the filming was in the [Chaoqin Muchu] company, so Yang Mi asked her to go upstairs to find someone from the technical department to learn some simple video editing and copywriting.

In the future, weibo and other things will be managed by her.

"What nonsense, just run errands, you just don't pursue it."

Yang Mi pinched Xiao Di's face,

"I'm still going to let you take the naive class."

Yang Tianzhen?
A fat but oppressive woman appeared in Xiao Di's mind, and he was afraid:
The two hands are cranked like a ventilation fan:
"Sister Mi, didn't you ask Director Yang to come here specially from Director Qin? And I can't do it. I can't do what Director Yang does."

Yang Mi got angry when she saw the cowardly look of her assistant, and nodded her head:

"I didn't ask you to take her class now. Didn't I ask you to learn a little bit? After you learn it, I will let Tian Zhen become the artist director, and you will be the publicity director.

Besides, what's wrong with you.Tianzhen was not much better than you when he entered [Chaoqin Muchu], didn't he still learn a little bit from Mr. Zhao? "

Mr. Zhao...

The woman who always kept a cold face and gave orders calmly appeared in Xiao Di's mind.

If Yang Tianzhen gave her the impression that she had strong oppression, then she felt that her breathing became slow in front of Zhao Mingyu.

Although she has only met a few times, she will automatically bring Zhao Mingyu's face when she reads the novels of the heroine recently.

Seeing that the assistant's eyes gradually became dull and empty again, Yang Mi felt a sense of hatred for iron and steel, and stretched out her hand to pull her face forcefully.

"Ah, it hurts, Miss Mi~" Xiao Di cried pitifully.

"Tell me, what is your dream, huh? What kind of life do you want to live in the future?"

Xiao Di wanted to say that it would be good to be an errand assistant, but when the words came to his mouth, he was afraid of being beaten again, so he held back, thought for a while and said:
"Eat and sleep well."

Seeing that Yang Mi's expression was wrong, she added:

"My mother said..."

"Pfft, hahahaha."

Liu Xiqian, who had been holding back her laughter, couldn't hold back anymore, and raised a palm to Xiao Di:
"We both think the same!"

Xiao Di understood, glanced at Yang Mi, and slapped Liu Xiqian ignorantly.

Yang Mi felt that she was going to die of anger, so she slapped Liu Xiqian angrily:
"It's fine if you don't help, and make trouble. Eat and sleep well, you are so fat, you want to retire at only 22, right?"

"No personal attacks, Yang Dami, now that the two of us here have angered us, be careful and we will join hands to suppress you and make you swollen!"

Liu Xiqian puffed her mouth, and suddenly turned into a steamed bun face, and made a fighting gesture.

Dasha... Fatty.

Yang Mi sighed in her heart, she just felt that acting in a day's play was not as tiring as the short few minutes.

Weakly waved at Xiao Di:
"cell phone."

"Oh."

Xiao Di immediately handed over the phone.

"Do you want a boyfriend?" Liu Xiqian approached with a smile.

Yang Mi opened a QQ group, and there were several unread messages in it, which were sent by Zeng Li.

"Beautiful Huimin."

"picture."

"picture."

"picture."

She clicked on the photo, and Zhou Huimin was inside, under the setting sun and the old classroom, she looked like a beauty from decades ago, pure, clean and beautiful.

"Wow, Miss Huimin's photo is too beautiful."

Liu Xiqian couldn't help admiring.

The last time she was so amazed was... the last time!
Yang Mi's eyes are also shining.

Why didn't I see you for half a day, sister Huimin is so delicious...

Tap the screen quickly with two fingers, and a message is sent.

"Did Zhang take this photo? She's so beautiful, I want to kiss her. Pout out and kiss her face."

I thought it would take a while for someone to respond, but I didn't expect a message to pop up within two seconds.

"It's not Director Zhang, it's Director Qin. Besides, the picture has not been edited."

The avatar who responded to this message was a smoking cup of coffee.

Yang Mi was even more strange:

"Why did the retired veteran cadre log on to QQ today, didn't he make tea on the set?"

The waiting time was a bit longer this time, and after about ten seconds, a picture was sent from the opposite side.

After opening it, it was pitch black.

Yang Mi repeatedly exited and clicked again to make sure it wasn't because the phone didn't load:

"Nothing."

"Have you ever seen Harbin at four o'clock in the afternoon?"

Yang Mi understood:
"Is it dark over there?"

"And it's snowing, it's snowing like goose feathers."

Liu Xiqian: "Is there any snow? Take a photo!"

Liu Xiqian also logged into QQ and talked in the group.

"Call me Dad." Qin Muchu's answer was plain and unpretentious.

"Mimi, don't you care?"

In reality, Liu Xiqian hugged Yang Mi, her long hair brushing Yang Mi's face.

"I don't care about it either. Aren't you going to join the filming group? Then you go beat her up, okay."

Yang Mi touched Liu Xiqian's smooth hair.

Liu Xiqian also has a role in "Love Letter". She is a female classmate who had a crush on Li Muzhi in high school. She has very few roles, almost equivalent to a cameo.

"Yes, I'll go tomorrow. There's snow over there, so I can take my mother to see the snow." Liu Xiqian became cheerful again.

Type quickly on your phone.

"I'll kill you tomorrow."

"Here in the Northeast, pigs are slaughtered during Chinese New Year. Be careful when you come here, Fatty."

"It's something, get off."

Two messages in succession made Liu Xiqian stomp on the spot in anger.

Seeing Yang Mi who was giggling, she became even angrier:

"You forget your righteousness when you see sex, you're not sisters anymore!"

The couple not only said she was fat today, but almost every time they saw her.

Especially Qin Muchu, in "33 Days of Broken Love", the two of them cameo as a couple who broke up. Qin Muchu actually changed her words on the spot, saying that the reason for the breakup was that she was stupid, fat and edible!

"I don't forget my righteousness when I see sex. I said that letting him help you grow bigger is not what you want."

Yang Mi looked at Liu Xiqian with a smirk, then operated the phone a few times, and said to Xiao Di:

"I sent you the photo of sister Huimin, you post it on Weibo...Use Qin Muchu's Weibo."

……

On the other side, Qin Muchu said that something happened to Liu Xiqian was true.

"Xiao Qin, me."

Lao Mouzi's voice came from outside the door.

Qin Muchu hurriedly opened the door, and the old Mouzi standing outside the door had already been covered with a layer of snow, and was shivering a little from the cold.

Seeing this, he hurriedly let Lao Mouzi into the room, closed the door again, picked up a cup and poured Lao Mouzi a cup of hot water.

Looking at his thin body, he said:
"You just came out in a sweater?"

Lao Mouzi took the hot water and held it in his hand without drinking it. The warm feeling made him tremble:

"I thought it was only a few steps without wearing a cotton jacket. I didn't expect it to be so cold."

"Now it's minus [-] to [-] degrees outside, and it's still snowing. This isn't Yanjing."

Seeing that Lao Mouzi was still trembling, Qin Muchu said again:
"Come over to the radiator, it's warmer here."

"No, I'll just have this."

Lao Mouzi touched the hot water cup and explained the reason for coming here:

"It's getting dark too early here, and I can't sleep so early. I want to ask you how to shoot tomorrow's scene."

Freeze like this for this matter?

Qin Muchu was speechless:
"Can't you just call me and go to your room?"

"That won't work. You are the director. How can a director go to the cameraman to match the scene?" Lao Mouzi shook his head.

"Then you're not an actress either, so you'll have to play with the director at night."

"..."

Lao Mouzi opened his mouth, and finally said with emotion:
"The atmosphere in the circle has been spoiled by you."

Qin Muchu didn't take the blame for it. He just said something coquettish and didn't take it seriously.

No sense of humor, no wonder Douban 5.1.

Shaking his head, he turned around and went to the desk to get the script and scripts.

……

"At least you have to run from home to the fork in the road with Zeng Li on your back, otherwise there will definitely not be enough material for editing."

"Well, I just don't know if Benshan's physical strength can support it... There must be street lights on this road."

"Well, but do I use white lights or yellow lights for the street lights here..."

"The white light is more 'cold' with the snow, highlighting the urgency of the matter, but the yellow light is a bit 'warmer', showing the warmth of family affection...well, this..."

Old Mouzi Qin Muchu was discussing the scene where Grandpa Li Muzhi Xue Ye carried Li Muzhi with a high fever to the hospital, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Zhang Yimou seemed to have thought of something, and a meaningful smile appeared on his rough cheeks:

"It seems that I am not the only one who is looking for you to play against."

The corner of Qin Muchu's mouth twitched, and he looked at the time, it was only six o'clock.

No, it should be eight o'clock to discuss the script with the actress.

"Xiao Qin, Xiao Qin!"

When the shout came, Lao Mouzi's smile faltered.

This voice is somewhat familiar.

Looking at Qin Muchu again, his eyes have become dangerous.

But Qin Muchu relaxed when he heard this voice, and went to open the door:

"Sister Momo, come in quickly."

It was Zhang Mo who came.

Seeing the door open, she patted the snowflakes on her body and walked in immediately:
"This place is really cold. Xiao Qin, look at Weibo... Dad? Why are you here with Xiao Qin?"

Lao Mouzi put down the manuscript paper in his hand and stood up with a serious expression:
"What are you looking for Xiao Qin for?"

Asked by Lao Mouzi, Zhang Mo also thought of it, and instead of worrying about what his father was doing here, he said excitedly to Qin Muchu:
"Xiao Qin...Director, our show is going to be a hit!"

"It's going to be hot? Sister Momo, we haven't started filming yet." Qin Muchu didn't understand what she was talking about.

"Really, you read Weibo."

Zhang Mo took out the "white square" that Yang Mi gave her a few days ago, and cut to the interface of Weibo.

"It's the Weibo post you posted. It's very popular."

"My Weibo?"

Qin Muchu already guessed what was going on in his heart, and took the phone.

A very simple Weibo, only a few photos, Zhou Huimin he took in the afternoon.

But I was surprised to see the data below, 55 likes, more than 5 comments, and more than [-] reposts.

And it took less than two hours for Weibo to be posted.

"Look, just a few random photos are so popular, isn't our show going to be popular?" Zhang Mo said excitedly.

She only started playing Weibo recently under the recommendation of Yang Mi, not to mention, it's quite interesting.

It happened to be dark early in Harbin, so I had nothing to do, so I watched the news and bragged with netizens to pass the time.

Unexpectedly, I saw this popular Weibo.

"Not necessarily, it just shows that Weibo has too many obscene embryos."

Qin Muchu returned the phone to Zhang Mo.

Not as excited as she is, keep your head clear.

That is to say, the photo of Zhou Huimin was posted. If it was posted by Lao Mouzi, it would not have this effect.

At most [-] to [-] likes.

Zhang Mo thought about it, but he still asked:
"There are a lot of comments from celebrities, do you need to reply?"

"Whatever, it doesn't matter if you come back or not."

Qin Muchu waved his hand indifferently.

There are many celebrities' comments under each of his microblogs.

Especially Yao Cheng, who never falls behind.

For example, for the photo taken in Venice last time, she sent "I wish Director Qin the award".

After hearing Qin Muchu's words, Zhang Mo nodded. Since Qin Muchu had this attitude, she understood.

"Xiao Qin, what is this Weibo?"

Lao Mouzi, who hadn't been able to get a word in, began to ask.

He knows about microwave ovens, and he also has scarves, but he doesn't understand Weibo.

"Oh, it's a social software..." Qin Muchu explained to Lao Mouzi what Weibo was.

Unexpectedly, Lao Mouzi asked immediately after hearing this:

"Can you register one for me?"

Qin Muchu was stunned for a moment, and said:
"There are a lot of insults on the Internet."

Since Zhang Yimou wants to register an account, it is naturally impossible to give the account to others like him.

At least not at first.

But the Internet is a place where "all beings are equal", and it doesn't matter whether you are Zhang Yimou or Zhang Ermou through the screen.

"It's a good thing to be criticized." Lao Mouzi was obviously ready.

Now that he said that, Qin Muchu didn't persuade him anymore, and registered an account for him with his mobile phone, filling in his personal information and so on.

At the same time, contact the background management of Weibo and ask them to add V as soon as possible.

After finishing one operation, Qin Muchu sent the account password to Lao Mouzi by text message:
"You can't play Weibo on your mobile phone, you have to use a computer."

Lao Mouzi nodded to express his understanding:
"Okay, we've talked about the same thing today, so I'll go back first, Momo, you go teach me how to get this Weibo off the computer..."

……

After his daughter briefly said, Zhang Yimou mastered the use of Weibo.

Many people think that he is an antique when he is old, and he does not know electronic products such as computers. .

In fact, there are basically no directors who know how to use a computer, otherwise the film would not be able to be edited.

You may not be very good at playing games, but you can do basic Internet surfing.

After logging into my account, I didn't expect there to be a fan, and I clicked on it to see that it was Qin Muchu.

"By the way, Dad, what's your name on Weibo? I searched for your name and it wasn't you. You report it to me and I'll pay attention." Zhang Mo said.

Zhang Yimou first clicked into Qin Muchu's interface, returned a follow, then looked at his username, and didn't speak for a long while.

"Can't you find where?"

Zhang Mo waited for a long time without responding, and leaned forward to look at the computer screen.

This glance made him laugh out loud.

"Zhang Yimou loves to frown."

She looked at her father again and found that he was frowning, which made her even more amused.

"Go, go, go back to sleep, and get up to film tomorrow."

Lao Mouzi felt that this little padded jacket would not be able to keep warm at all in Harbin when it was tens of degrees below zero.

"Okay, then you should go to bed earlier, don't frown."

Zhang Mo suppressed a smile, quickly touched his father's eyebrows, and then quickly fled the room.

Lao Mouzi, who was still serious just now, suddenly smiled when his daughter left, stroked his eyebrows, and looked towards the reflective window.

Do you really like to frown?

Suddenly, a pop-up window flashed.

"Momo Zhang followed you."

No need to think about it, I also paid attention back.

Then, under Qin Muchu's latest Weibo post, there was a line of "reply from people you follow".

He clicked on the comment section and looked. The first one was his daughter's comment, which was a reply to Zhang Songwen.

Zhang Songwen asked:

"It's so beautiful, are you traveling?"

And Zhang Mo replied:

"No, stills from the movie."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Songwen also played this.

When Lao Mouzi thought of this sensible and good actor, he still felt a little indebted.

This play was originally based on his initial basis, Zhang Songwen's role is an absolute male lead.

But later, it was deleted, deleted, and deleted, and basically became a supporting role, and was also affected by the word-of-mouth of "Three Guns", and was implicated and scolded.

"Movie stills? Momo, are you also on Director Qin's crew?" Zhang Songwen replied again.

"Yes, and it's not just me."

"Who else?"

This time there was no reply from Zhang Mo.

"Momo girl, why don't you answer people's words?"

Zhang Yimou shook his head, and then slowly typed a line of words in a slightly rusty manner.

"I'm working as a photographer in Xiaoqin's crew, and Momo came with me."

In just a dozen words, he typed for several minutes.

After confirming that there are no typos, click and send with the mouse.

On the other hand, Zhang Mo did not reply to Zhang Songwen, but changed the platform from Weibo to SMS.

After all, she didn't dare to reveal that her father was in Qin Muchu's crew without discussing it.

I just finished texting with Zhang Songwen here, and when I checked Weibo again, I found that there was an extra line of fine print in the comment.

"People you follow..."

Moving his eyes down, he saw Lao Mouzi's words, "I'm a photographer in Xiaoqin's crew, and Momo came with me."

At this time, the Weibo staff who were reminded by Qin Muchu efficiently added a verification V to Lao Mouzi's account.

Tonight, Weibo exploded...

(End of this chapter)