I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

   Chapter 383 381. My dad likes her

  Good wine is good wine. After a night of hangover, Xu Haofeng woke up the next morning. Apart from a little dry mouth, he didn't see any sequelae like headache at all.

   Looked at the time on the watch.

  Early 8 o'clock.

  Where am I...

  Looking around at the unfamiliar environment, after a little recollection, he understood in his heart.

  Drinking too much last night kept him from going home...

"Well…"

  The last memory in my mind is recalling myself and Xu Xin discussing the story extension in "The Grandmaster"...

  He sat up in bed.

   scratched his head.

  Where is the bathroom...

  …

   "Oh? Old Xu, are you awake?"

  Hearing this sound, Xu Haofeng, who had just left the room, turned his head to look... Xu Xin, who was holding a porridge pot in his hand, was greeting him.

  Looking at him with a haggard look, Xu Xin said with a smile:

   "Then hurry up? There are disposable toothbrush sets in the bathroom..."

   "Washed."

   "Then let's eat. You drank a little too much last night. Get up in the morning and drink something thin to nourish your stomach."

"…good."

  Old Xu’s breakfast is actually quite simple.

  Millet porridge, scrambled eggs, fried shredded cabbage, Liubiju’s pickles, steamed buns, a bowl of nutritional stew specially for pregnant women, and a bowl of hot noodle soup that Xu Xin likes to eat after getting drunk as a routine.

   And because she didn't know Xu Haofeng's taste, Yang Mi made him an extra bowl today.

   Not to mention... After seeing these breakfasts, Xu Haofeng's first reaction was that these two couples are really down-to-earth.

  The little taste in life is immediately reflected.

  Yang Mi naturally didn't know what he was thinking. After everyone started eating, she scooped up the stew pot and asked Xu Xin, who had bloodshot eyes:

"when did you sleep lastnight?"

   "...a little over."

   "Is it more than one o'clock?...It looks very sluggish."

   "Sure, whoever drinks a catty of wine will not feel haggard?"

  Xu Xin said while snoring noodles.

  Then turned to Xu Haofeng and said:

   "Old Xu, will you follow me to the second round of auditions for "The Hawthorn"?"

   "Uh... I won't go."

  Xu Haofeng shook his head:

   "I stayed in Xiangjiang for a while, and finally came back to rest for a while, and I have to accompany my children."

   "That's okay, we just left together after dinner."

"Um."

  Yang Mi didn't think too much about the conversation between the two.

   During this meal, we chatted about "The Hawthorn Tree" for a while, and the meal was finished.

  Xu Xin wiped his mouth:

   "Then I'm going to change clothes."

"just go."

  Yang Mi nodded.

  …

   When it was almost 9 o'clock, Xu Xin, who had changed into a set of sportswear, walked out of the living room door, and together with Xu Haofeng came to the door of the house with bags.

  Xu Haofeng drives a very low-key JEEP.

   Stopped right next to the Volvo.

  Take out the car keys, Volvo and JEEP separately start to warm up the car.

   Then, Xu Haofeng rubbed his face, and the co-pilot's door was opened.

  Xu Xin jumped up.

   "...?"

  He was taken aback.

  Looking at an envelope that Xu Xin handed over:

"This is…"

   "After you drank too much yesterday, I finished reading the script. Here is a letter I wrote to Director Wang."

"Well…"

  Xu Haofeng had doubts in his eyes. After taking the envelope, he pinched it and asked in bewilderment:

   "So thick?"

   "She is still not reconciled."

  Sitting in the co-pilot, while talking, Xu Xin looked at the door of his house, afraid that Yang Mi would come out of the door in the next second and see the two of them.

  He wrote 4 pages of this letter by hand.

  What I wrote are my own opinions based on respecting the script.

   But the writing is not enjoyable.

   Or... I haven't finished writing, and my hands are sore.

  So, last night, he used the computer again to draw three lines with Ye Wen, Gong Er, and Yi Yitian respectively.

   sorted out the stories of each of the three lines, as well as the time points of intersection.

   After sorting out and printing out, he provided a story script idea that he thought was smoother according to the idea of ​​Gong Er designed by Yang Mi.

  From handwritten letters, to computer drafts, to the main line of the script that I know more reasonably, there are all kinds of things. In this envelope, there are 4 pages of handwritten manuscripts and 13 computer-printed manuscripts.

  A total of 17 pages.

   It took him an entire night.

   Yes, he didn't sleep all night.

  After drinking alcohol, the alcohol exhaled can easily damage the baby's brain, and he will not go back to the house to sleep.

  So, Yang Mi didn't know that he worked all night.

  If he knew that he had stayed up all night for someone else's "The Grandmaster", Yang Mi's temper would definitely explode.

  What are you doing?

  A role, if you don’t play it, you can’t play it.

  What can you do?

  But...Although it is said so, the persistence and hard work of his wife for this role is based on the fact that he himself fell in love with this role first.

  Because he likes it, she works hard.

   worked hard for a whole year.

  As a husband, he can't just sit back and watch, especially when he knows that his wife is suitable, and his efforts are in vain because of the weakness of the script.

  This reason... is too nonsense.

   But these words, he will not say to Lao Xu, and he will not even tell Yang Mi.

  Talking to Lao Xu is tantamount to denying his screenwriting achievements with Wang Jiawei and Zhou Jingzhi.

  It probably means that you have been busy for ten years and have more jobs than me in one night... That is a bit too contemptuous.

   But there is no way to tell Yang Mi in the same way: I am working hard for your role.

  He loves her dearly.

   But in the same way, she also loves him.

   This kind of staying up late and hurting her clothes, just for a role that has become a past tense, she will definitely be very angry.

so.

  If you can do it, you can conceal it from both sides, if you can't do it, you can pass it on both sides.

  He kept a secret on both sides.

   Also pass on both sides.

   just handed this letter to Xu Haofeng.

  After hearing what Xu Xin said "she is still not reconciled", Xu Haofeng understood the meaning and nodded:

   "I will hand it over to Director Wang."

   "No, I mean you take it back and have a look."

  Xu Xin pointed to the envelope:

"There are not only some suggestions on the inappropriateness of the original script, but also another train of thought after I read the script. This train of thought...Old Xu, read it first. If you think it is acceptable, then this letter The letter will be handed over to Director Wang after the revised script, and then I will give him my letter.

  If you feel that you can't accept it, or you can't control it, then send it to him directly with the information and letter. Success or failure, only this time. "

  He shook his head slightly:

"Yang Mi is not short of filming, nor does she have to rely on a certain director to become famous... Whether it is me or her, the reason why I work so hard is that I personally like this role... But she obviously has to pay for the whole thing. some more.

  The meaning of my writing this letter is that I don’t want my wife’s efforts to go to waste, not that I am begging someone to act in this play. This truth has to be distinguished, Lao Xu, do you understand what I mean? "

"I know."

  Xu Haofeng nodded quite firmly:

"It's not just me and Director Wang... Even the three of us, Lao Zhou, know how much Yang Mi has paid for this role. So, this is where we feel most guilty. Otherwise, I wouldn't have rushed off the plane immediately." Come here, and express the apologies from me, him, and Lao Zhou on behalf of Director Wang."

"Well, so, the train of thought here... Look, I tried my best to set a story in the story that is more... in line with our chat yesterday, including the different concept changes that belong to the "grandmasters", Mindset transformation process ideas.

  And...Old Xu, if you can approve of this change...then tell me, I can help communicate with Shanghai Film Studio. Everyone knows that Director Wang is slow in filming. Whether it is financial pressure or filming time, I can help and say a few words. You...should still have some time. "

   "!"

  Xu Haofeng stared:

"real!?"

"Um."

  Xu Xin nodded:

   "If you need it, just tell me. Do your best~...and I didn't do this to exchange anything with Director Wang. It's based on two points. One..."

  He looked at Xu Haofeng seriously:

   "We are friends, and friends help friends. This is what we should do. But this is the secondary reason... the main reason, which is the second point..."

  Xu Haofeng's face was reflected in his serious eyes, and he said word by word:

   "I really don't want my wife to waste a year of hard work like this. If she doesn't care at all, then it doesn't matter... But as the person closest to her, I can see that... she is not reconciled."

   "..."

  Hearing this, Xu Haofeng sighed:

   "Hey... If I want to be as good as one-fifth of you to Mimi, in my house, I can be the emperor."

   "...haha~"

  Xu Xin smiled and opened the car door:

   "That's it. If you need help, please contact me at any time. I'll go over there to audition first."

   "Well, okay...how about I see you off? You haven't slept all night...you drank so much wine last night..."

   "It's okay, I woke up early."

   After getting out of the car, he waved at Xu Haofeng:

   "Let's go. Come out another day and continue drinking."

"Um!"

  Xu Haofeng nodded, and after watching Volvo leave, he glanced at the thick envelope and put the car into reverse gear.

   Soon, after walking out of the intersection of Shijia Hutong, he thought about it, and suddenly parked the car on the side of the road.

   After flashing double flashes, he opened the envelope directly.

   No, I can't wait.

  He was very curious about where the script was going and what was written in the letter.

   After opening the envelope, sure enough, a stack of folded papers came into view.

  Four pieces of handwritten letter paper, looking at the beginning of "respected", Xu Haofeng can feel Xiao Xu's respect when writing the letter.

   After thinking about it, he didn't read the contents of the letter first, but first looked at the printed forms and the contents above.

   Look before counting.

  A total of 13 pages...

  Adding these 4 pages of manuscript paper, there are a total of 17 pages full of content.

  Xu Haofeng's heart shuddered.

  Xiao Xu... is not a little-known little director.

  Leaving aside the achievements in film, even if the name of the Olympic Games is mentioned, his natural status has been greatly elevated compared to ordinary directors.

   What's more, he has also watched the Olympic documentary.

  Whether it’s the persistence of the LED screen, or a special episode in the Olympic documentary, it’s to follow up the passage where the chief executive participates in the coordination of all aspects of the work...

   Don't look at others young.

  The ability is really not low.

  Thinking of this, these 17 pages suddenly made Xu Haofeng feel heavy.

  After being more careful and cautious in his heart, he began to look.

   After watching for a while, suddenly, he took out the script in the bag again.

  Contrasted with the story of the script, continue reading bit by bit.

  The more he looked at it, for some reason, the trembling of his hands gradually increased.

  It was only a small amount at first, but as time passed, the trembling began to gradually increase.

yes.

yes.

  Why didn't I think of that?

  Use flashbacks.

  Flashback is used here. After Ye Wen and Gong Er reunited in Xiangjiang, Ye Wen handed over the button, but Gong Er returned it...

  The two completed the interweaving of emotional lines...

   Isn’t it enough to use flashbacks?

   And here...

   Ma San also gave Gong Er a retreat?

   Give retreat twice in a row?

   Wonderful!

yes!

   It can be designed like this! ?

   hiss...

  The more he looked, the more excited Xu Haofeng became.

  The more I read it, the more I feel that this is the right way to tell the story!

   And the story filmed in this way, even if it takes three hours, after everyone's lines are cleared up, it doesn't look chaotic at all!

yes!

yes!

"I…"

   "Boom boom boom..."

   Just as Xu Haofeng was trembling with the script and materials in hand, suddenly, someone knocked on the glass window.

   This movement startled Xu Haofeng.

  But immediately an anger rose in my heart.

   Who! !

   Interrupt me for what… uh.

  When he saw the traffic policeman in uniform, his mind quickly calmed down.

   Hastily lowered the window.

   "Hello, comrade, are you feeling unwell?"

   "Uh...no no, sorry, Comrade Police."

"Um…"

  The traffic policeman looked in the car through the window again, and found that he was the only one, then looked at the papers in his hand, and persuaded:

   "Comrade, you have been parked here for a long time. If you have business, you should find a suitable place. This is a traffic lane, and you will cause trouble to everyone."

   "Hey, I'm sorry, I'm leaving now...Sorry, I'm leaving now."

   "Well, thanks for your cooperation."

  After talking to the traffic policeman, Xu Haofeng quickly shifted into gear and drove away slowly.

   But after driving through an intersection, he quickly took out his phone.

   "Doo...Hello, Old Xu."

   "Director Wang!...Have you talked to Zhang Ziyi yet?"

"not yet."

  Hearing this, Xu Haofeng hurriedly said:

"Don't talk about it! You wait for me, give me some more time, I will contact Lao Zhou right now! Give us a while! Just... half a month, give me half a month, okay! Me and Lao Zhou Zhou must come up with a better set of stories! Half a month!"

   "..."

  Wang Jiawei's side suddenly fell silent.

   After a moment, he asked:

   "Inspiration from Yang Mi?"

"At Xu Xin's place!...I'm driving now, and I won't be able to tell you for a while. I'm contacting Lao Zhou now. Let's touch each other. Then we'll talk...Promise me, don't kill Zhang Ziyi! Really! There really is a better way to go!"

   “…we are running out of time.”

   "I have a way, really!"

  Xu Haofeng spoke very hastily:

   "After I finish meeting Lao Zhou, we will talk then! Don't kill Zhang Ziyi, she may not be the most suitable one! Yang Mi is! Really!"

   "...Okay. We will be in touch then."

"no problem!"

  Xu Haofeng looked happy:

   "I'm going to make an appointment with Lao Zhou, so I'll hang up first."

   After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Wang Jiawei to respond.

   Found Zhou Jingzhi's phone number:

   "Hey, Lao Zhou, come to my house quickly!..."

  …

   "Ha...uh."

   Xu Xin was drowsy from the warm air conditioner.

   After he yawned, he simply turned off the heater, opened the car window, and lit a cigarette.

   Once upon a time, he also thought about quitting smoking altogether.

   But... this thing is really a good thing for refreshing and decompression.

  It is very difficult to quit.

   After smoking a cigarette, he also came to the office of Xiying Studio.

  After getting out of the car, the cold wind blew, making him somewhat sober.

   But still don't want to go up.

  Now his sleepiness really came up.

   You have to find a way to get through it.

   While the cold wind was blowing, he saw a commercial vehicle approaching.

   I was going to turn into the parking space, but it seemed that I saw him, and the car immediately drove a certain distance to the steps here.

  Then, the car door was opened, revealing a pair of canvas shoes first.

  Jiefang shoes, white sports socks, loose blue overalls...

  Seeing Liu Zhishi who got out of the car while taking off his glasses, Xu Xin couldn't help laughing.

  Liu Zhishi couldn't help covering her face.

   "Isn't it particularly ugly..."

   "Hahaha~"

  Xu Xin didn't answer her either, just continued to have fun there.

  Is it soil?

  It’s really quite earthy.

   But it is also because of the soil that her shape looks a little funny.

  But... More realistically, no matter how dirty the clothes are, they can't take away the youthful foreignness on her body.

  From this point of view, she is still not suitable for Jingqiu.

  But Xu Xin definitely couldn't say it.

   And when Liu Zhishi came close and saw his clear appearance, he couldn't help asking:

   "Have you not had a good rest these days?"

   "...see it?"

   "Yeah, my eyes are so red. Are you okay?"

"without."

  Xu Xin waved his hand:

   "I worked late last night and stayed up late."

   As he spoke, he looked her up and down, and then said:

   "You got it from your family?"

   "Yes. My mother said that they all dressed like this in those days."

   "Hmm... It looks okay... Go in first, it's cold outside."

   "Um, okay. Together?"

"Walk."

   Saying that, the two turned around and entered the building together.

  The rubber soles of Jiefang shoes made a creaking sound when they stepped on the tiles.

  She turned her head to look at Xu Xin, and said:

   "Who is it today?"

   "Temporary secret... You will know when you arrive. By the way, today's audition will have Jingqiu and the third child's rival scene, and someone will come to match the lines with you. Remember to prepare in advance."

"Uh-huh."

  It is good to have a director friend.

  No matter how serious the artistic requirements are, there are still rumors that can be spread.

pity…

   "It would be great if I could be selected directly."

  Hearing this, Xu Xin rolled his eyes:

   "You're thinking about shit. I'm a principled director, okay?"

   "Hee hee~"

  The relationship between the two of them can naturally avoid the politeness of ordinary people.

   After going upstairs, the audition location this time is Audition Hall No. 1.

  At the door of the actor's waiting room, Xu Xin waved to her:

   "Come on in a while, don't be nervous."

"Um!"

   After Liu Zhishi walked in, he went into Hall No. 1.

  As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhang Mo who was fiddling with the wiring between the camera and the TV.

   But Zhang Yimou was not seen.

   "Sister Mo, early... Where's Director Zhang?"

   "I was promoting a movie in Guangzhou, and I came back in the afternoon."

   Zhang Mo replied.

  Today is the 9th, and tomorrow... or in the early hours of tonight is the day when "Three Shots" premieres.

   It is normal that the old man is not around.

   So he nodded.

   Then, Zhang Mo said:

   "But my dad left a video, saying that he found a suitable role for Jingqiu, let you watch it... watch it now?"

  Xu Xin glanced at the time on his watch.

   There are still 20 minutes until 10 o'clock.

  So nodded:

"good."

   "Hmm... wait a minute."

  She took out the video tape from her bag and put it in the camera that was going to record today. After adjusting the signal, the video tape started playing.

  Then she began to advance quickly, and after several girls passed by in a row, a scene of stacked faces appeared.

  Zhang Mo also pressed pause.

   "Uh... I... My name is Zhou Yuyu, a senior high school student at Tianlai Art Education School. I am 17 years old, and my specialty is rhythmic gymnastics..."

   "Okay, show your front and side."

"…good."

  The little girl in the camera hesitated, but she did it anyway.

  Facing the camera and showing his front face, side face, and back, the voice said again:

   "Show me your strengths."

  According to the sound, Zhou Yuyu began to show off his rhythmic gymnastics.

   After the display is finished, the screen will switch.

   came to another scene, and the voice said again:

   "Now you can cry."

"…Why?"

  The little girl asked a little puzzled.

   "Because I want to see your crying scene."

   "This...I..."

  The doubt in her eyes became more and more serious.

  But still nodded.

  But after waiting for the camera for a while, she shook her head:

   "I can't cry..."

"Why?"

   "I'm... sorry."

   Then the screen ends here again, and then switches again.

  This time it seems to have moved to a quieter place, and there are no noisy people.

  The little girl knew that she was sitting on the stool and brewing there.

   After brewing for a while, the tears disappeared, but the crying feeling in the eyes came out first.

   It's kind of sad.

   It seems that he really remembered something sad.

  But Xu Xin frowned...

  That's why he resists this kind of non-professional actors.

  Because her crying is crying.

  You can't see anything else.

  Crying, sad, gone.

  He thought about several crying scenes in the script, and found that the emotions were not compatible with the other party.

  Then, the crying segment came to an abrupt end.

  The scene switched again, and she had changed into a double ponytail plus attack speed.

   All of a sudden... the temperament of the whole person became more earthy...

  Xu Xin didn't say a word, and waited for her less than 2 minutes to audition, Zhang Mo pressed pause, and he said:

"what do you think?"

   "My dad thinks she's good. First of all, it's the age, which is very consistent with Jing Qiu in the original book. They are both 17 years old. Then there is that kind of pure feeling that exists naturally..."

   "How do you feel in your heart?"

  As soon as Xu Xin heard this, he knew it was the old man who said it.

   And Zhang Mo changed the meaning a bit.

  According to the old man's speaking habits, it should be:

   "She is the same age as Jingqiu. I think there must be something innocent on the face of a girl of this age."

   This is the old man's speaking habits.

   There will be no such words as "then, naturally, that is."

   directly defined.

   This is the old man's speaking habits.

   After being asked by Xu Xin how he felt, Zhang Mo shrugged:

"You make me picky, and I can't find out which kind of Three Mile Bay temperament she has. She is too widowed, that feeling in her. Innocence, there is it. But the "desire" is gone. I think no."

   "Did you say this feeling?"

"I said it. My dad obviously doesn't agree with it. He thinks that the desires of that era are actually relatively simple... But he also said that the choice is yours. If it doesn't work, he plans to take this girl to the crew of "Jinling". He likes her a lot."

   "Then take it away."

  Recalling all the audition clips he watched just now, Xu Xin shook his head:

"Jingqiu's age should not be a shackle. Besides... 17 years old is too sensitive. It conflicts with some content in the script... Among the people auditioning today, my focus is actually on two people. One is Liu Yifei, one is Jing Tian. These two... have to take a good look at them later. We will communicate in private then. How about it?"

"Um."

   Zhang Mo responded, took out the tape from the camera, and then took out two movie tickets from his bag:

"Do you want?"

   “…Three Shots?”

   "Hmm. Tonight's media premiere...will you go?"

   "I stayed up all night last night, Sister Mo."

  Xu Xin pointed to his red eyeballs:

"Let me go please."

  Hearing this, Zhang Mo's eyes were strange:

   "My dad really understands you."

"…What's the meaning?"

   "When I made the invitation list for him before, I found that you and Mimi were not there. I asked him, and he said that he didn't want you two to come, and you might not come. How did he know that you might not come?"

   "...hahaha~"

  Xu Xin couldn't help laughing, and shook his head:

   "Then I don't know. Anyway, after the audition today, I'll catch up on sleep when I go back. I'd better leave this ticket to someone else."

   "Okay~"

  Zhang Mo didn't force it, and said to him after putting away the movie tickets:

   "After I'm done tonight, I'll go to choose the scene. You don't have to worry about "Jinling"."

   "Well, it should."

  Xu Xin nodded, the words fell, and the door was pushed open.

  Wang Lei and the others walked in together.

  The second round of auditions with makeup for "Love in the Hawthorn Tree" is about to begin.

  (end of this chapter)