Rebirth 2002: Chic Life

470 8 minutes

Before coming here, Tong Xiaorong had studied the map.

It is about 30 miles from Hilton to Beiyuan Center, which is not too far. In 04, there was no traffic jam even at noon in Yanjing.

This is a Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle with a Yanjing license plate.

"What is this?" Wu Dong looked at the DVD on the central control panel a little strangely.

"GPS navigation, look, it's from Wanshengke."

Wansheng Branch?Wu Dong has never heard of it, probably a pioneer in the field of navigation.

"There is navigation in the car, what map do you look at?"

Tong Xiaorong, "I don't like this thing the most. I only use it when I have no choice. I can't believe it."

It's not a touch screen, there are buttons below it, it's old fashioned, but of course it's still a new technology.

……

The car turned into the community, and on the left was a three-story building with a small courtyard.

The outside is an ordinary street, the entrance of the old community, the buildings of the 70s and 2000s and the office buildings of 100 stand side by side. The small building in front of me must have a history of about [-] years.

"Stop!" "Please show your pass!"

There are guards at the gate.

The guard knew Wu Dong, he was a little excited but still maintained the posture just now.

Wu Dong smiled and said, "Director Zhang Yimou invited me to come, please wait a moment and I'll give him a call."

"No, I have a pager here, let me call it for you."

In 2004, some things were the same as they were 20 years later, and some things were very different.

There is an air conditioner in the Mercedes-Benz, but Wu Dong got out of the car and looked at the surrounding environment carefully. I don’t know what kind of tree was planted in the community, with small lavender flowers blooming in clusters. The clusters are very beautiful and there are some phoenix-tailed butterflies flying up and down. .

"Why don't you come in and sit down, it's hot outside." The guard opened the back door for Wu Dong.

"No, let me take a look at this flower, what kind of flower is it, is it Ziwei?"

"Mr. Wu, look carefully. This is not a tree, but a vine entwined on it. I don't know its scientific name. People in Yanjing call it Buddleia."

Wu Dong looked carefully, it was really grass. In the past, he had a software called Xingse on his mobile phone, and he liked to take pictures when he saw flowers and plants, but he couldn't remember them after taking pictures and identifying them.

The guard kept a straight posture and followed Wu Dong as he spoke.

"You stand over there quickly, I will go in in a while, so don't stand with me under the sun."

The young man was very happy. He didn't expect Wu Dong to be so talkative. The reporters all said that Wu Dong didn't like to talk to people.

"Hey hey, everyone on the Internet says you're cool, and it's not easy to say a word to you."

"Fuck, I don't want to talk to those reporters. In the past, they said I was a wretched bald middle-aged man, and they even called me a pervert. I hate them..."

"Haha...um!"

"Hey, Wu Dong, you are here."

Zhang Yimou came out to greet him in person, and there were two people beside him, one was also Zhang Yimou's old partner whom Chen Weiya met when he was filming a discipline film in central Sichuan; I got a pass and helped to register the vehicle.

"Come on, let's go in and talk."

Leaving Tong Xiaorong to go through the registration procedures, Wu Dong and the guard waved and followed Zhang Yimou and Chen Weiya into the small building.

"The condition of this place is not bad, the key is that ordinary people can't find it clean."

"How did you prepare for the 10-minute performance?" Wu Dong went straight to the point.

……

Wu Dong thought about it for a long time last night.

The last show in Athens was a disaster!

Audiences of all levels and ages have all scolded Zhang Yimou.

At that time, it was said that he was just trying to protect him, and everyone thought he was smearing the Chinese!

The bad reviews were raging. At that time, many people wrote letters to the competent authorities, calling on Zhang Yimou to stop using Zhang Yimou in the Yanjing Olympic Games.

Due to the scolding in the circle and the condemnation on the Internet, the leaders couldn't bear the pressure anymore. They also thought that there was a problem with the designation of the director and only limited to a few targets. Later, they decided to open the public bidding for the opening and closing ceremonies in 2008. Whose Use whoever has a good plan.

At that time, Brother Chen Kai and Li Pingan ran out to compete with Zhang Yimou.

……

Chen Weiya said angrily, "If there are 10 minutes, only 8 minutes.

We have been doing it for half a year, but TM's Greece informed us that we can only use a place the size of our palm as a performance venue. "

Wu Dong, "..." He can't remember the details, it seems that the performance venue is really not big.

Zhang Yimou said helplessly: "Athens thinks it's their closing ceremony, so we just send out an invitation. The equipment can't enter the venue, and the stage is the part where your 100-meter track starts."

Chen Weiya, "All of our creativity is useless. It's really a dojo in a screw shell! Oh, we built a venue of similar size on the second floor, and the actors are rehearsing."

Wu Dong glanced at Zhang Yimou.

...you're all set, what do you want me to do...

Zhang Yimou understood, "I'm not satisfied with myself, but I can't stand still at this time, no matter how bad the performance is, it's better than not being prepared. You help me to see, cut when I need to, and add as much as I want... Come on, the stairs are over here"

Zhang Yimou said as he walked: "8 minutes, a small place, but also to show the characteristics of our country, I really have no choice."

On the second floor, all the original things have been emptied, and a square space is similar to a dance rehearsal hall in the new century.

The staff, the assistants of Zhang Yimou's team, and the actors have about two classes.

"Director Zhang is here, Director Zhang is here"

"Ah! Wu Dong, Wu Dong is here."

"Ah, it's really Wu Dong, why is he here?"

"He's also a director! You're so stupid..."

……

"Look, everyone is here."

Dress rehearsal with makeup.

This group is singing Peking Opera; this group is dancing, Wang Doudou, Wu Dong knows; this group is beauties, I am much more shocked than watching it on TV, even Wu Dong is very knowledgeable and feels very stimulated , cheongsam, short to the buttocks with slits!
Wu Dong remembered that some netizens commented that the underwear was also red.

Indeed, Wu Dong can also see it, but this is art!Lingerie models, Victoria's Secret is normal!
Zhang Yimou saw Wu Dong staring at the girls, "This is the first show. I think so. When we played, the athletes, spectators, and volunteers were all very tired. Let's stimulate them first. Cheongsam, folk music, you Look, erhu, pipa, paigu...beautiful and novel..."

Wu Dong glanced at him hesitantly, "Director Zhang, this program..."

Chen Weiya, "Many people opposed it, but Director Zhang insisted."

Just together, Zhang Yimou, Wu Dong, and Chen Weiya's talking actors could hear clearly, and all of them were praying.

A female director came over, her face was familiar but she couldn't call her name, "These twelve girls were all selected by audition, and they have been training for three or four months without class."

Zhang Yimou looked at Wu Dong, "Oh! Forget it, if you have a better idea, change it!"

The female director looked at Wu Dong in pain. In the past, Zhang Yimou insisted on objections raised by others, but Wu Dong didn't say anything, and Director Zhang wavered.

Wu Dong glanced across the girls.

They are all long legs, and the legs are perfect!

Well, that's not the point, this is Tang Yan, right?

The Peking Opera actor took a step back unconsciously, Wang Doudou looked at Wu Dong obsequiously, and the twelve girls were about to cry.

"Director Zhang, don't mess with cheongsams, let's promote our traditional costumes on the platform of the Olympics. In a few years, Hanfu will become the traditional costumes of the cold country!"

Zhang Yimou, Chen Weiya, female directors, "Hanfu?"

Wu Dong smiled and said, "Hanfu, Twelve Flower Gods!"

Twelve flower gods?The eyes of the twelve girls became enthusiastic, and they laughed through tears.

"Flower Festival", also known as "Flower God Festival", is one of the traditional Chinese festivals. It originated in the Spring and Autumn Period and was initially formed in the Jin Dynasty. It has a history of at least 2000 years in our country.

Even though the venue is small, we can create a picture of sculls, twelve girls represent twelve months, plum blossoms, apricot blossoms, pear blossoms, peonies..."

Zhang Yimou pondered slightly.

Wu Dong said indifferently, "The Olympic Games is in Yanjing, but it is also in China. Cheongsam and Peking Opera are all northern elements. Don't think about the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, and don't think about changing your face..."

Zhang Yimou smiled wryly, "It's only 8 minutes."

Wu Dong, "Hanfu, if you design it well, it will definitely look better than the ultra-short cheongsam!"

　The ultra-short cheongsam can really be seen after the slit, but the video is very unclear.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)