As promised, Xiao Xianrou, will you play the suona in the haunted house?

Chapter 157 Post-production, scheduled for Spring Festival
"It's finally done."

"Thank you all here for your efforts over the past three months, and I'd like to raise a toast to you all."

At the finals banquet, Zhou Zhou and Yang Sisi toasted to everyone one by one, treating everyone equally.

Because Yang Sisi was by my side, after a round of drinking, I didn’t drink much on the weekend.

"Director Chen, I respect you."

Finally, I came to Chen Dongwei's side. I looked at him and smiled at him. It seemed that I had put all the previous unpleasantness behind me.

After the last incident, Chen Dongwei changed a lot in the crew. Basically, he no longer had any conflicts with the director, and he also had certain restraints on his apprentices.

An old man like Chen Dongwei, who has been with the crew for many years, has already become proficient in the ability to cook dishes.

Although Zhou Xun is young, he is extremely sophisticated in his conduct and conduct. He has a great chance of making a mark in the entertainment industry in the future.

Rather than offending Zhou Xing over a trivial matter, it would be better to put down your temper and build a good relationship with him. He would know what to do to get the best benefits.

"I would say that during the filming period, the hardest work was for Producer Zhou and Boss Yang. They not only had to film, but also coordinated all aspects of work... Therefore, I suggest that everyone give a toast to Producer Zhou and Boss Yang. .”

Although Chen Dongwei's words are suspected of being flattering, they are also true.

During the filming period, if it weren't for the experienced handling of the weekends, Guo Fan alone would not be able to suppress the crew.

"Producer Zhou and Boss Yang."

"We are rough people, but we are not blind. We all see how hard Producer Zhou works. He is the first one to come to the set every day and the last one to leave. We work for a week and a half, and we can always get a day off. But Producer Zhou has never taken a vacation, and what we admire most is Producer Zhou’s willingness to work hard.”

"Indeed, when it comes to hard work, we can't compare with Producer Zhou. Let's toast to him."

Chen Dongwei's words were echoed by others, and everyone raised their glasses to the weekend.

Yang Sisi calmly moved to the side, not wanting to steal his limelight, and looked at him deeply, which he deserved.

"thank you all!"

After weekend finished speaking, he raised his head happily, and the wine in the glass fell down his throat into his belly.

nine o'clock.

After the closing banquet was over and the last group of people were sent away, the crew of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" was completely disbanded.

"Okay, although the play is finished, our work is not over."

In the production process of a movie, shooting is only one part of it, and the subsequent post-production is the top priority.

Especially for a movie like "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" that focuses on special effects, more energy is spent in post-production than shooting.

So even though it was finalized, they were not relaxed at all over the weekend.

The day after the closing banquet, Zhou Zhou and Guo Fan flew to Yanjing and brought the copy to Tiangong Yicai Post-production Company.

This is a cooperation that has been agreed upon at the beginning of filming, and the subsequent post-production of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" will be left to Tiangong Yicai.

In addition to the later stage, the necessary warm-up publicity also had to be kept up, which was left to Yang Sisi.

With the division of labor and cooperation between the three people, the two lines worked in parallel, making the final effort of these three months of hard work.

……

at the same time.

Western Xinjiang.

Professor Wen's archaeological team, all members of the team worked hard for more than half a month, but still could not decipher the words on the stone tablet.

At this moment, a student suddenly hurried to Professor Wen.

"Professor...the old blind man from the market is back from wandering around."

"Back? Great!"

Before Professor Wen could speak, his students couldn't wait to cheer.

Last time I learned from the old man that only the old blind man in the market in Western Xinjiang could decipher the words on the stone tablet. Professor Wen sent someone to look for it in the market.

But when they went to the market to inquire, they learned that the old blind man had gone out to travel.

A blind man wandering around?

Although Professor Wen's students were puzzled by this, Professor Wen felt that this old blind man was a strange person.

Since the old blind man is not here, they can only rely on themselves to decipher the words on the stone tablet.

In the past half month, they have been deciphering the words on the stone tablet almost 24 hours a day.

Even when I dream at night, these words are in my dreams.

Now that the old blind man is back, it means that he no longer has to stare at the words on the stone tablet every day and rack his brains to decipher the meaning.

"Hurry up and ask someone to invite him over...forget it, let's go there in person!"

Professor Wen thought for a while and felt that a strange person like the old blind man might have a weird personality, so it would be better to visit him in person.

The market is not far from Professor Wen's camp and can be reached in less than half an hour by car.

"Professor, that's the old blind man."

Professor Wen and his party arrived at the east side of the market. A student pointed to a blind man wearing old sunglasses with black and white hair sitting there holding a stall not far away.

"The yin and yang in the hexagram predict fortune and misfortune, and destiny can be changed."

"Success or failure in the world depends on ghosts and gods. It is difficult to go against the will of man."

In front of the old blind man's stall, there is a pair of awesome couplets, which really makes him look like a master.

After Professor Wen observed it from across the street for a while, he quickly walked over and sat across from the old blind man.

"Ask for directions."

"Ten dollars for fortune telling."

Although the old blind man was blind, his ears were very sensitive. Professor Wen got straight to the point as soon as he sat down.

"???"

“Why is asking for directions more expensive than telling fortunes?”

The student standing behind Professor Wen suddenly asked in confusion when he heard what the old blind man said.

"Because you are reduced to asking for directions from a blind man like me, that means you must not be able to ask anyone else, so you can only ask for directions from a blind man like me."

"If that's the case, then it's reasonable for me to charge a higher price, right?"

The old blind man twirled his goatee under his chin and said seriously.

"..."

The students behind Professor Wen were choked by the old blind man's words.

"Then why is fortune telling so cheap?"

However, Professor Wen, a student who obviously likes to be more serious, continued to ask.

"You believe in fortune telling, which shows that your intelligence is defective, and I can't bear to deceive you too much."

The old blind man raised his head, faced the student who was speaking, and showed his yellow teeth.

"..."

The student behind Professor Wen immediately covered his face and burst into tears. A blind man said that I was mentally retarded.

But what he said made sense, and I was unable to refute it.

Professor Wen watched for a while and felt that he could not yet tell whether this old blind man was a strange person, but he must be a wonderful person.

"Master, we don't ask for directions or tell fortunes. We just want you to help identify something." Professor Wen looked at the old blind man and said sincerely.

"Recognize it? Are you here to entertain the blind man?"

The old blind man frowned and sounded unhappy.

"Yes, he is blind, how can he see?"

"Damn, we won't be deceived by the old man, right?"

"Damn it, why didn't we even think of this!"

Several students behind Professor Wen immediately realized, how should a blind man read?

"Master, let's do this. Our nature is similar to asking for directions. We will give you 100 yuan and you will help identify it. It doesn't matter even if you can't identify it."

After Professor Wen finished speaking, he took out a 100 yuan bill from his wallet and placed it on the table.

"It's almost there."

As soon as the old blind man heard Professor Wen say to give him money, he immediately smiled with wrinkles on his face, touched the table with his right hand, and accurately put the banknotes into his pocket.

Is he really blind?

The students behind Professor Wen stared wide-eyed, wondering how he touched the banknotes.

"Okay, if you want me to identify something, take it out."

The old blind man put the money away, adjusted his sunglasses, and said.

Professor Wen asked someone to take out the small stone tablet and put it in the old blind man's hand.

"Hey, isn't this a stone..."

After the old blind man put his hands on the stone tablet and groped for a while, his expression suddenly changed and he asked in surprise: "Where did you get this thing from?"

Professor Wen and the students behind him also looked shocked when they heard the old blind man's words.

Judging from the old blind man's reaction, he seemed to really know this stone tablet.

Professor Wen suddenly became interested, and his attitude towards the old blind man became more respectful. He said clearly: "Actually, we are an archaeological team, and we dug this stone tablet out of the ground."

"Stone monument?"

When the old blind man heard Professor Wen call him that, he suddenly smiled.

"Master, do you really know the words on this stone tablet?"

The students behind Professor Wen immediately asked in shock.

The old blind man smiled strangely again and said slowly: "This is not a text at all, but a map."

"map?"

Professor Wen was stunned. No wonder they had been studying for more than half a month and still couldn't get any results. It turned out that they were going in the wrong direction.

The crooked carvings on the stone tablet turned out to be a pattern.

"You made a mistake from the beginning. This thing is not a stone, but made of an animal bone."

"Its real name is called Dragon Bone Heavenly Book."

When the old blind man said this, he seemed to be lost in memories.

At this moment, the market aura on his face disappeared without a trace, replaced by an indescribable temperament.

Professor Wen and the students behind him also felt the change in the old blind man's temperament, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

The old blind man just now had a faint temperament that was a bit incompatible with his current appearance.

"Dragon bone book?"

……

Yanjing.

Tiangong Yicai post-production company.

"This rendering will remove...the scene effects of the underground palace, and try to make it more realistic..."

The talented post-production staff modified and perfected the details of the scene step by step under the guidance of the weekend.

With the help of memory capsules, scenes from movies in his past life can be presented in Zhou Xing's mind.

He only needs to dictate according to the requirements of the picture in his mind, and then the production staff will implement it, eliminating a lot of unnecessary processes.

It has been less than a month since the film was delivered, and nearly 50% of the post-production special effects have been completed.

“At this pace, we might be able to catch up with this year’s Spring Festival.”

Guo Fan was shocked when he saw the progress of post-production, and looked at the weekend with admiration in his eyes.

While filming, Guo Fan had the feeling that he had already shown the finished film countless times in his mind over the weekend.

Because during the shooting period and on weekends, the most efficient method can often be used to achieve the best results.

Guo Fan felt that as a director, he was just a weekend tool.

Now even in post-production, weekends can provide some sharp suggestions, and often follow his suggestions to avoid many detours.

This is simply incredible.

"Spring Festival? I remember Huayi Films also has a special effects blockbuster to be released during the Spring Festival this year, right?"

I did the math over the weekend and found that there is still more than a month left before the Chinese New Year. Based on the current progress, there is indeed a chance to catch up with this year's Spring Festival.

In recent years, the domestic film market has grown bigger and bigger, and a blockbuster movie is released during the Spring Festival almost every year.

The most popular movie this year is the special effects blockbuster produced by Huayi Investment. Not only is it directed by one of China's famous directors, but the starring cast is also quite luxurious.

Huayi's movie has been completed in the first half of the year and has been in post-production. Just a month ago, news broke that Huayi's special effects blockbuster will be released during the Spring Festival this year.

Huang Zhongyi even made bold statements, targeting the box office championship during this year's Spring Festival.

I didn't originally plan to schedule it for the Spring Festival this weekend, otherwise it would be too late.

But now that he saw that Huayi Films was already building momentum for their new film, he suddenly sneered in his heart.

As we all know, Weekend holds grudges even more fiercely than the abbot. When Hua Yi was throwing dirty water on Yang Sisi, Weekend was often affected. At that time, he had already included Huayi in the list of those who must avenge themselves. .

Now that he has the opportunity to compete with Huayi's new film, he will certainly not let this opportunity pass him by.

For the next twenty days, Weekend almost regarded the wonderful studio as his home, supervising the progress of post-production every day, which made the staff miserable.

Under such intense supervision over the weekend, the finished film of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" was finally released 20 days later.

Small dark room screening room.

When Yang Sisi heard that the finished film was released, she came over to watch it immediately with a feeling of trepidation.

“When did the efficiency of Tiangong’s extraordinary splendor become so high?”

Yang Sisi said while sitting in her seat, waiting for the movie to show.

puff.

Guo Fan, who was sitting in the back, almost spit out a mouthful of water when he heard Yang Sisi's words.

"With the supervisor here on weekends, the efficiency will be very low. I'm afraid you don't know that the production staff of Tiangong Yicai will take a detour whenever they see weekends."

Guo Fan explained to Yang Sisi that the real reason why Tiangong Yicai was so efficient this time was mainly due to weekends.

(End of this chapter)