1980 My literary era

"Stand right there!" Lin Weimin shouted sharply.

Jiang Wen lamented in his heart, stood still, and turned to Lin Weimin, who was rushing towards him with a smile on his face.

"Hey! Teacher Lin, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came?"

Lin Weimin snorted coldly, "Tell me in advance? So that you can destroy the body and eliminate all traces?"

Jiang Wen continued to smile, "Look what you said, I didn't do anything harmful to the world. I destroyed the corpse and destroyed the trace!"

Lin Weimin pointed at a few workers floating on the chimney, "You are not doing harm to nature. You are squandering money and wasting people and money!"

"How can this be a waste of people and money?" Jiang Wen immediately argued, "Teacher Lin, you don't know, let me tell you, I had a dream two days ago, and it happened to be about this scene. Ma Xiaojun crawled..."

Jiang Wen had no chance to quibble before he was interrupted by Lin Weimin, "Your dream is not important. Do you think you are the county magistrate? You had a dream last night and it has to come true today?"

"No, Teacher Lin, look, would this big chimney look better if it were painted?"

Jiang Wen pointed at the painted chimney and said.

"It feels like shit! Is there any difference? Do you want to make a movie, or do you want to be a contractor?"

The large chimney is made of red bricks. Because of its age, it looks a bit gray and not prominent enough in the camera. Jiang Wen's so-called painting is actually to brighten the color of the red bricks.

"Yes, why not?" Jiang Wen began to tell lies with his eyes open.

Lin Weimin glared at him, "If someone falls down, what will you do to compensate them? Can the movie be made?"

Forced by Lin Weimin's power, Jiang Wen hesitated to stop the painting project of the big chimney.

Except for the top part of the chimney, the rest of the chimney was still dark in color, which made Jiang Wen feel uncomfortable just looking at it.

"Mr. Lin, I'm almost halfway through painting, so just let me finish painting. Really, I really feel that the color is wrong and I can't take pictures like that. Please trust me."

Lin Weimin circled the chimney, and Jiang Wen followed closely, pleading.

"You call this half-painted?" Lin Weimin said, pointing to the top of the chimney where less than a fifth of the red paint was painted.

"It works slowly up there, but it gets faster down there."

Lin Weimin ignored him and greeted where the crew gathered: "Two Yongs! Two Yongs!"

Since Lin Weimin arrived, the crew's work has stopped. A group of people stood aside and watched the conversation between Lin Weimin and Jiang Wen.

Er Yong, who heard the noise, ran over quickly, "Teacher Lin!"

"Have you considered painting the chimney? How much will it cost?"

Er Yong glanced at Jiang Wen, and Lin Weimin shouted: "Why are you looking at him? I'm asking you a question!"

Er Yong was shocked and immediately replied: "Three thousand yuan."

"Just three thousand?" Lin Weimin asked forcefully.

Er Yong said truthfully: "Three thousand is the cost of materials, including labor, it's eight thousand, and labor is the biggest part."

Jiang Wen whispered: "Eight thousand yuan is not much, our scene is still very important."

"Which scene is not important? Tell me?" Lin Weimin asked.

Jiang Wen's words are poor. With his urinary nature, as long as the feeling comes, every scene is important.

He filmed the first bathing scene for three days and nights, and the actor's skin was almost soaked off.

In order to take a photo of Milan's red swimsuit, he took 16 minutes of film, a total of 23,040 frames, and then selected one from it.

"Teacher Lin, even if I beg you, this paint needs to be painted! It feels really bad if I don't paint it!" Jiang Wen begged bitterly.

Er Yong also advised from the side: "Teacher Lin, look, these workers have been recruited and they have done all the work..."

"You said he didn't tell you? How do you get a job as a producer? Just give him his hand?"

Er Yong shrank his neck after being scolded and whispered, "Then what can I do?"

"Teacher Lin, I am also..."

"Hey! What's going on?" Jiang Wenzheng was about to explain to Lin Weimin when a low whooshing sound came from not far away.

Several people looked around and saw Wang Shuo standing not far away with a leather bag in his hand, looking in Jiang Wen's direction with a proud look on his face.

Jiang Wen cursed the quintessence of Chinese culture in a low voice. He was 100% sure that Teacher Lin must have been recruited by this thief.

Wang Shuo walked up to a few people and asked, "Do we still have what we said before?"

He asked Jiang Wen. Jiang Wen glanced at the leather bag in his hand and had a bad feeling.

Wang Shuo didn't talk nonsense to him. He opened his leather bag and revealed two complete letters of "Newly Engraved Jin Ping Mei Ci Hua", "Did you see it? This is a 'minister's edition', issued internally. You are not qualified enough to even read it." "

Jiang Wen ignored Wang Shuo's provocation and just looked at Lin Weimin with resentful eyes, "Teacher Lin!"

Lin Weimin changed the topic with some guilt and said to Wang Shuo: "We are busy with business! Why are you showing off with a few broken books?"

Wang Shuo was not angry and continued to challenge Jiang Wen: "I saw the book. Remember not to forget what you are going to do. I'm keeping an eye on you!"

After saying that, he ran to the crew with his bag and found a sheltered place to lie down, ready to watch the show.

"Teacher Lin, he..."

Jiang Wen pointed at Wang Shuo and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Weimin's slight cough, "You two, don't always make fools of yourself and focus your energy on serious matters."

"I……"

"What am I? You are the director of this movie, and I am the director? Do you understand what director-centeredness is? Can you have a more responsible attitude?"

Jiang Wen didn't have a chance to speak at all, so he could only complain, "The director wants me to paint even if I don't?"

"Oh, Teacher Lin, why are you here?"

At this time, Liu Xiaoqing suddenly appeared and greeted Lin Weimin enthusiastically. She came closer to the two of them and continued: "What a coincidence. I heard Wang Shuo say that Teacher Tao is pregnant, and I plan to visit your home. That's right. I don’t know whether to bother you or not.”

Liu Xiaoqing's sudden appearance relaxed the atmosphere at the scene. In front of her, Lin Weimin could no longer reprimand Jiang Wen.

"What's the inconvenience? It's not like you and Huimin don't know each other. You can visit us at home anytime you want."

Liu Xiaoqing smiled and said, "That's great. I haven't seen Teacher Tao for a long time and I still miss her. I'll go tonight."

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "Welcome."

Liu Xiaoqing added: "I just heard from the crew that you two were discussing painting the chimney?"

Jiang Wen glanced at his girlfriend and knew that she was looking for a way out.

Jiang Wen followed Liu Xiaoqing's words and asked Lin Weimin for a few more words, and Liu Xiaoqing also said a few words for him.

Lin Weimin finally said helplessly: "Then just brush half of it and find a good angle for the camera."

Jiang Wen immediately understood what Lin Weimin meant. What he said was to paint half, not half up and down, but to divide the chimney into two 180-degree parts. Only paint 180 degrees, and the camera only shoots the painted side.

This... seems to be a solution.

"It's great! You are the best! In this way, it not only achieves the effect, but also saves half the cost!"

Jiang Wen flattered Lin Weimin with a doggy smile.

"Come on, don't do such wasteful things in the future. I'll do the math for you. We haven't even finished filming half of the movie yet, and we've already used 110,000 feet of film alone. It's enough to make two movies in the studio. It’s the movie!” Lin Weimin warned.

"I am also striving for excellence. Besides, we also receive more investment than the studio!"

Lin Weimin sneered, "Just do it. Don't come to me crying when you run out of funds."

"Absolutely not. Don't worry, I will never go over budget when making a movie." Jiang Wen assured.

After discussing the painting plan, the crew, which had been paused for a while, started moving again.

Jiang Wen was describing his shooting plan to Lin Weimin, and Wang Shuo, who had been waiting for a while, came over.

"I said, did you forget something?"

Jiang Wen turned his back and continued: "...The camera is focused on the exit. In a dark hole, two rows of big white teeth suddenly appeared. It was Ma Xiaojun climbing out of the chimney. This shot must have a sense of joy."

"Hey! I mean, why don't you admit it?" Wang Shuo persisted and grabbed Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen shook his head and said, "What? Didn't you watch me give a lecture to Teacher Lin?"

"Don't be in a hurry when it comes to drama. You have to fulfill our bet first."

"Let's talk about it later!"

Jiang Wen waved his hand, feeling a little impatient. This was probably the earliest Lao Lai.

Wang Shuo scolded: "I can't afford it. Does that mean I can't afford it?"

"Who can't afford it? Who can't afford it?"

"You!" Wang Shuo glared at Jiang Wen.

Seeing that he was chasing after him, Jiang Wen said, "Isn't it just a few shouts? You can finish my work, why can't I do this little thing for you?"

Wang Shuo refused to let him go, "Don't you plan to wait until the crew gets off work and no one is around before you cash in?"

"Nonsense, you are spreading rumors."

One was chasing after him and the other was messing around. The two of them stood there arguing for a long time without saying anything, and Wang Shuo cursed angrily.

"Okay, are you done with this nonsense?" Jiang Wen asked impatiently.

Wang Shuo gritted his teeth and said, "Then you should shout!"

"Just shout!"

"You yell!"

"Shout!"

"Shout!"

"call!"

"What to shout?"

"Worri needs to be provoked!"

"Louder, what are you shouting?"

"Worri needs to be provoked!"

"Your fucking tongue was pressed down by the tractor? Straighten it out and scream!"

"I'm a big fool! I'm a big fool! I'm a big fool!"

Jiang Wen shouted three times in a row, his voice getting louder each time. After shouting, he gasped and stared at Wang Shuo fiercely.

After hearing the commotion here, everyone in the crew looked over and wondered what the director was up to. Thinking of the scene where Jiang Wen was scolded by Lin Weimin, some people suspected that the director was probably being scolded by Teacher Lin. The training was too harsh and the psychological pressure was too great, so I found a special outlet to vent my anger.

Wang Shuo was satisfied at this time, his thoughts were completely clear, and a smile of success appeared on his face.

"Not bad, he is still a man!"

Jiang Wen glared at Wang Shuo fiercely, and Lin Weimin was afraid that the two of them would fight, "Okay, okay, how old are you two? Can you be a little more upright? Just go ahead and do what you have to do!"

Wang Shuo walked away humming a tune arrogantly.

Lin Weimin looked at the gossipy eyes of the surrounding crew members and said to Jiang Wen: "When you're bored, just think about how to make a good movie. No joke."

Jiang Wen looked at Lin Weimin depressedly. If you want to persuade him, just persuade him earlier. I've finished shouting.

"Okay, get going." Lin Weimin patted Jiang Wen on the shoulder and said.

After Jiang Wen left, Lin Weimin turned around and saw someone squatting in the corner of the verandah.

He looked like Han Zhuangzhuang at first glance. He looked like Han Zhuangzhuang at first glance. However, upon closer inspection, he was chewing melon seeds and smiling foolishly. When he saw Lin Weimin turning to him, he was still muttering: "What a fool!"

Teacher Lin's face darkened, how dare you scold me?