I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 241 239. Before the celebration (13)

November 8, morning.

Today is the 50th anniversary of the West Film Studio. To celebrate, we specially chose Studio No. 1 in the old factory area of ​​the West Film Studio, where countless classic movies were produced, as the venue. It has been converted into a stage scene. We invited a group of Journalists, celebrities from all walks of life, colleagues who have worked with Xi Film Studio, etc.

The scene was really quite impressive.

But the celebration started in the evening.

During the day, some staff preparing for the celebration were busy here.

The originally deserted Xiying Studio suddenly became lively.

In Studio No. 3, which is about a hundred meters away from Studio No. 1, Xu Xin and Zhang Yimou were standing on the wooden floor in the studio chatting.

"The atmosphere of this movie, I plan to use a more thrilling theme."

Looking at Zhang Yimou, who was frowning and thinking, Xu Xin pointed to the brightly lit restaurant setting in front of him.

"Maybe use a darker filter and lower the light, oh~~~"

He gestured with his hands and simulated the feeling in his mouth:

"The whole table, the exquisite tableware, the delicious food, etc., look very warm. But there are no other lights. Once you step out of the spotlight range, it will be dark. Even if someone comes over, they will always hear this first. A sound..."

After stepping on the wooden floor and making a hollow sound, Xu Xin continued:

"Hear the sound first. The sound may need to be processed later."

"Surround it?"

Zhang Yimou's words immediately received Xu Xin's nod:

"Yes! Surrounded by it, it's like a beast hiding in the dark roaring menacingly. Every footsteps means something bad is going to happen, but no one can hear where the sound is coming from. , and can’t see through this darkness.”

"..."

Following Xu Xin's description, Zhang Yimou didn't say a word. He just left the range of the light and squinted his eyes, standing on the edge of the set room and looking around.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the interrogation room waiting to be illuminated.

"After it becomes bright, don't exaggerate the atmosphere, but turn it into a real horror?"

"Yes! The interrogation room must be brightly lit, especially if there is a scene that destroys Li Ningyu's self-esteem. Does the script say that Takeda asked Li Ningyu to get naked? I communicated with the director and used shadowless lighting, which is clean and pure. "

"But it also seems more ruthless and cruel."

Looking up at the lights in the interrogation room, which were obviously more numerous than those in other sets, Zhang Yimou nodded slightly as he stood in the interrogation room.

It seems that he is very satisfied with the way Xu Xin handled it.

But I didn’t boast either.

But after carefully visiting every corner, he came to his conclusion:

"The atmosphere of ambiguity in the room between Li Ningyu and Gu Xiaomeng is still a bit strong. If you want to be ambiguous, you will lose warmth. In the relationship between the two of them, the ambiguity is the embellishment, and the warmth is more like this cold and ruthless palace. The fire in it is enough to warm people's hearts..."

Having said this, he paused, shook his head helplessly, and lowered his voice:

"If you want to fight for beauty, this is not a fight. She is in the golden age of a woman, so what does Yang Mi mean? She is a girl who has not yet grown. If you use too much force, you will definitely lose. Instead, it is better to be more natural and use family affection. On this road, the gap will be shorter than that of ambiguity.”

"..."

If anything else, Xu Xin must be open-minded and accept the teachings.

But he obviously didn't agree with this.

"I don't think there is a more beautiful girl in the world than her."

"..."

Zhang Yimou, who had eaten a handful of dog food for nothing, twitched the corners of his mouth:

"Do you know what beauty is in the eye of the beholder?"

"Even if I'm not a lover, I still think Yang Mi is the most beautiful in the world! What do you think?"

"..."

Zhang Yimou was even more speechless.

My heart says I don’t want my feelings, I want you to feel them.

He shook his head slightly:

"It's up to you whether you want to or not. Your butt is as far as Erligang! If you want to say this, go to Yang Mi and tell me what to say?"

Xu Xin laughed naively.

"Listen, you've already spoken, why don't I listen..."

Zhang Yimou was even more speechless. After looking at him angrily, he felt a little relieved. Putting aside the movie or... the real situation, he felt that Xiao Xu was good like this.

In the eye of the beholder, isn’t it the beauty?

Nothing wrong with it.

So, after going around in a circle and turning around all the sets of "The Wind", the two of them also walked to the door.

As soon as I went out, a cold wind blew over me.

Xu Xin took out a cigarette from his down jacket and heard Zhang Yimou ask:

"What position has been assigned to you?"

"Deputy director of the Actors' Troupe of the Art Creation Center. Formal employment contract with establishment."

"Um……"

Hearing this, Zhang Yimou was relieved.

Xu Xin thought for a while and suddenly asked:

"Director Zhang, there are many seniors here today... Do I have to come in early to say hello?"

Unexpectedly, after Zhang Yimou heard this, he immediately gave his completely opposite answer:

"When they come to know you, don't take the initiative to say hello."

"...Is it appropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate? What qualifications do you have now? Apart from the Olympics, there is nothing except a "secret", right? As for the people who came today, those who deserve to win awards have won awards, and the status that deserves status has been made clear. If you go to meet people, can they remember your name?"

Looking at Xu Xin who was a little stunned, Zhang Yimou crossed his arms and looked at the familiar factory area in front of him, shook his head and said:

"So, it's not necessary. If you can't get up in the future, people won't remember you. And if you get up, thinking that you took the initiative to greet them politely today, who will have that kind of mentality after the passage of time? I can't control it either. Maybe if you don't offend him due to the contrast, he will think you are a villain...

People are so weird sometimes. So, no need. To be a director, you have to have the demeanor of a director. What's more, you are not short of money. Even investors can't make you bow. A group of old guys who have half of their bodies buried in the ground, what are you so diligent about? "

"...????"

Xu Xin was dumbfounded.

"Is there such a thing?...unspoken rules?"

"It's not a hidden rule, it's just the experience I've gained from living till now."

I unscrewed the thermos cup in my hand, and the water in the cup filled with smoke in the cold wind.

The middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap took a sip of jasmine tea at a suitable temperature, and his tone was calm and calm:

"In the final analysis, it's nothing more than friends talking about friendship and business talking about interests. If you really need help, just give him what he wants. He is not a friend but a friend. If you can't give him what he wants, the acquaintance he nods to is also a stranger. You go and show that low What's the gesture for?"

As he spoke, he shook his head, as if to seal the coffin, and put the thermos cup on again:

"Your future lies with the audience, not here."

"……understood."

After taking two puffs of cigarette, Xu Xin nodded:

"What should I do if someone comes to say hello to me?"

"..."

Zhang Yimou's eyes looked strange.

After looking at him, he said angrily:

"Tell him to get lost~!"

"Oh~"

Xu Xin blinked and nodded vigorously:

"Okay. That's it! Get a dog. If anyone comes to say hello to me, I'll let the dog bite him!"

Zhang Yimou shook his head helplessly, but a smile appeared on his face.

Seems quite happy.

…

Interior of Studio 1 around the red carpet at night.

The young man with the invited press card hanging on his chest looked around and whispered to the middle-aged man next to him:

"Brother Sun, will we get a red envelope today?"

"..."

Brother Sun twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at this young man who had been with him for more than a year and almost two years speechlessly:

"Are you after money? Why do you have to ask every time you go somewhere? I can understand if you asked during King of Kung Fu. You just entered the industry at that time. It's been almost two years. On what occasion can you get red envelopes? What? Why can’t you tell the difference when you can’t tell the difference?”

"My salary is not enough, Brother Sun! My partner is so good at spending money!"

The young man was troubled.

But Brother Sun's face turned even darker:

"Boy, you don't really think that the 18th-tier actor is sincere to you, do you? Haven't you seen it yet? She will follow you only if you can make news. I just hope you will post her picture in an article or photo. You can’t even see this?”

"……hey-hey."

When Brother Sun said this, the young man felt a little embarrassed:

"But...she is beautiful."

"The actresses coming tonight are more beautiful, why don't you go find them!"

Brother Sun looked like he hated iron for not becoming steel.

But it’s hard to say harsh words.

He could only shake his head helplessly:

"You...well, please pay more for a set of film when you go back this time."

"That's only a few hundred yuan..."

"I'll buy you cigarettes to smoke, so you won't have to smoke my cigarettes every day!"

"Hehehe~ Brother Sun, you are still kind."

The young man quickly apologized, but he did not give up and continued to ask:

"Then...do you think it's possible for us to get an exclusive interview?"

"...Don't think about it, do you think it was 20 years ago? Half the entertainment industry has to come to any celebration at Xiying Studio? Things are different now. There are not many people today, that is, those old faces from the fifth generation. . If people don’t rely on this to get their positions, who would like your exclusive interview?”

"Will Zhang Yimou come?"

"He will definitely come. Lao Mouzi can't offend anyone. There are so many smart people, how could he not come?"

"Now he is not called Lao Mouzi, he is called Guoshi."

"..."

Hearing this nickname, Brother Sun was silent for a while, and then sighed with emotion:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Or maybe I think I'm capable."

As he spoke, he checked the camera, looked at the time on his watch, and said:

"Okay, go grab a good seat. Don't be like last time, where you couldn't squeeze in and got scolded half to death by the editor."

The young man nodded:

"Okay!... But why hasn't Xiying Studio given us the guest list? This misses the point."

"Whatever, just shoot."

…

7 o'clock.

The red carpet officially begins.

Studio No. 2, which serves as a temporary waiting area, is overcrowded.

In fact, what celebrities value most in various activities is the red carpet, because the red carpet can take pictures, take pictures and make an appearance, make an appearance and stand out, and stand out and become famous.

Therefore, although today's Xiying Film Studio cannot be called a place where A-list celebrities compete for beauty, on such a big day as the 50th anniversary, everyone who can be invited is invited. As far as the lineup of the industry is concerned, it is really good. .

The red carpet has already begun, but the first to enter are the theater troupe members of the West Film Studio.

Some young men and women are not famous, but they cherish this opportunity very much.

As for others, such as some directors, they were chatting with people they knew well.

Some of us are friends who have known each other many years ago, and some are colleagues who have worked together.

Regardless of whether the relationship is good or bad, greetings are definitely indispensable on this occasion.

Xu Xin is also there.

Wearing a British three-piece suit that looks a bit eye-catching even on this occasion, the young man's tall figure and capable temperament, as well as his appearance that makes him look a little frigid when he wears a suit, are actually quite conspicuous here.

But...he was standing in the corner chatting with Li Pingdong.

It doesn't look like they are just chatting, but they are discussing something. It is the kind of situation where you can tell at a glance that the two people are talking about something, so it is best not to disturb them.

No one came to bother me.

This is also true.

Li Pingdong was invited to attend the celebration of Xi Film Studio today. On the one hand, he is a top-level photographer among photographers, so he naturally has this qualification.

But more importantly, Xu Xin invited him to talk about "The Wind".

The two of them had just come out of Studio No. 3 just now.

At the moment we are discussing the shooting concept.

After Li Pingdong received Xu Xin's invitation, he agreed to be the photographer of "The Wind" without much hesitation.

After all, after cooperating on "Secret", everyone had such a pleasant cooperation experience, and Li Pingdong readily agreed.

However, regarding the shooting style, the two of them had some conflicts at this time.

Li Pingdong felt that the script itself was already quite suspenseful, and it would not look good if it added a scary atmosphere.

Xu Xin explained his shooting concept bit by bit.

The two of them were chatting little by little, including gestures and descriptions.

After chatting for a while, suddenly, a staff member came over:

"Director Xu, Director Li, it's our turn to appear next."

As soon as he reminded them, the two of them dropped the topic, nodded, and followed the staff to the door.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a red carpet leading to Studio No. 1.

Outside the cordon not far ahead, there were many reporters squatting in the cold wind, taking pictures here with their lenses.

Xu Xin made an invitation gesture and walked over there with Li Pingdong.

Gotta admit it.

Yang Mi has really good taste.

This kind of British three-piece suit, vest, and shirt is worn on Xu Xin, and paired with that "dog face", it is indeed as good as some artists.

From the moment he entered the lighting area, the movement of the long guns and short cannons directed at him never stopped.

However, according to the established thinking, although many reporters recognized him, compared to the fruitful fifth generations behind him, being able to appear in the middle proves that Xu Xin's "fashion status" is still not top-notch.

When the photos were taken, the reporters were not very excited.

After leaving their signatures on the signature wall, Xu Xin and Li Pingdong were led into the venue by the staff and brought to a table.

According to the labels on the seats, he discovered that he, Li Pingdong, Yang Mi, Liang Binning, Zhang Yimou and others were sitting at the same table.

There is definitely nothing wrong with this arrangement. Today's celebration is a cocktail party, and the atmosphere is not as serious as the awards ceremony. However, this arrangement is very reasonable, whether from the perspective of the Olympics or "The Secret".

As for Liang Binning... there will be an appointment ceremony soon.

Look, there will definitely be no less excitement tonight.

…

The door of the makeup room of Studio No. 2 was opened. After Yang Mi walked out, Zhang Jiao quickly stood three steps away from Yang Mi, checking Sister Mi's tailor-made dress over and over again to confirm every detail. After nothing happened, he nodded:

"Sister Mi, it's okay."

"Um."

Yang Mi responded and handed the mobile phone in her hand to Sun Ting. Zhang Jiao and Wu Qiqi helped her hold up the long skirt and followed the staff step by step through the No. 2 studio where the heavyweights were still waiting for the finale. Directors, head for the door.

But after walking a few steps, a sound suddenly rang out:

"Mimi, be on your best behavior on the red carpet soon, do you hear me?"

Yang Mi was stunned and turned her head subconsciously.

Then she saw Zhang Yimou, who was surrounded by the crowd, looking at her.

After Zhang Yimou said this, the eyes of all the people in the audience, large and small, from all walks of life fell on Yang Mi.

Yang Mi reacted immediately, smiling lively and playfully:

"Hey, I got it, Director Zhang."

"Well, go ahead and walk slowly. There are steps over there."

Zhang Yimou said another caring word.

Now... there were some changes in the eyes of a group of people.

what's the situation?

Although she is a girl...

But Director Zhang and Yang Mi...are they so close?

But before she had time to think, Yang Mi had already held up her skirt and walked out against the biting cold wind.

As she stepped onto the red carpet, she looked at the flashing lights on both sides with a soft and sweet smile. After Zhang Jiao and Sun Ting loosened the hem of her skirt and took off the coat on her body, she stepped forward. Walked forward with graceful steps.

Others may not know what is going on in her heart at this moment.

But Zhang Jiao, who was walking towards the employee passage, suddenly heard a sigh.

He turned around and asked in confusion:

"Sister Tingting, what's wrong?"

"……fine."

Sun Ting looked away from Yang Mi, glanced at Zhang Jiao, smiled, and asked:

"Do you think Sister Mi is popular now?"

"It must be popular..."

Zhang Jiao looked envious as she looked at the spears and cannons nearby that were changing their angles as Yang Mi moved forward.

"It's so hot!"

"……Um."

Sun Ting didn't say anything.

There is no intention of remembering the bitter and thinking of the sweet.

After responding, he took Zhang Jiao and walked into Studio No. 1.

…

The red carpet just goes on like this one after another.

After the fifth-generation directors headed by Zhang Yimou appeared as the highlight, reporters originally thought that the night would be over.

Because according to convention, the people behind should be some leaders of Xiying Studio.

People in the leadership circle must respect him, but for reporters, the traffic is the lowest.

After all... How can "ordinary people" be as good-looking as celebrities?

So, after the directors finished walking on the red carpet, all the reporters began to sift through the photos.

This digital camera is good in every aspect, but the memory is not large enough and fills up easily.

I have to take advantage of this moment to quickly clean up the photos that I can’t take, and save the memory for later use.

But at this moment, someone shouted:

"Damn it, Liang Binning!"

The moment they heard this movement, although countless reporters turned their heads instinctively, they had the same thought in their minds:

"Nonsense, how is that possible?"

How could Liang Binning come here...

"Idiot!"

Coincidentally, countless people uttered curse words. Looking at Liang Binning who was walking side by side with Tian Shuanghe, their eyes suddenly went straight!

How could she be here!

What is she here to do? ? ?

This is the first reaction.

But they are not novices who don’t know anything.

Although I still couldn't figure out the twists and turns here, subconsciously, the key words had already appeared in my mind.

Huayi terminated the contract, left the Beijing Circle, established its own business, the Northwest Circle...

! ! ! ! !

These keywords, along with their professional instinct to focus and click the shutter, echoed in the minds of reporters throughout the factory.

Click, click, click...

"Miss Liang's popularity is still high."

Looking at the flash of light, Tian Shuanghe smiled.

After hearing this, Liang Binning quickly said humbly:

"You've done a great job, leader."

Tian Shuanghe smiled gently, and the two of them continued walking forward.

Then, when they reached the door of Studio No. 1, where they had to enter the internal red carpet area, Liang Binning had already politely put her hand on Tian Shuanghe's arm.

"Kacha kacha kacha..."

The two stood still and waved to the camera.

Then, Tian Shuanghe took a step back, and under Liang Binning's surprised gaze, he took the initiative to give her all the halo.

After Liang Binning reacted, she didn't shirk this time.

She has walked the red carpet many times.

How to pose has become instinctive.

After the one-minute styling time, which was full of beauty, she politely bowed to Tian Shuanghe again to thank her, then took Tian Shuanghe's arm and left her signature, and walked into the auditorium amid the excited eyes of a group of reporters.

…

"Brother Sun! Brother Sun! Liang Binning! It's Liang Binning! She...she is so beautiful!"

"..."

Hearing his excited words, Brother Sun didn't say anything.

It just started spinning in my head.

After a moment, he nodded:

"I see."

"……What?"

"I know why Liang Bingning is here."

Brother Sun temporarily handed the camera to the young man, then took out his notebook and quickly started writing down the key points of the news.

At the same time, in order to deepen the impression, he took the initiative to whisper:

"Liang Binning has left Huayi, and the Beijing Circle will not activate her for at least two or three years. Because she will be squeezed for profit, understand? If she does well, then in two or three years, her voice in the Beijing Circle will increase. And if you don’t do well, you will have to find a backer when you return to Beijing again, and the benefits will be greater than before!"

"..."

The young man obviously didn't understand.

But Brother Sun wrote down the keywords in his notebook and continued:

"So, she is interested in the West Film Studio? After all, her studio seems to be funded by the Emperor and others, so there is definitely no shortage of money. But the problem is that the Hong Kong circle is now in decline. If she leaves, the Beijing circle will definitely use the mainland's resources. She filled in the blank space..."

"Well……"

"So if there is any good stuff, it should be digested internally first instead of giving it to this "rebellious guy". If she doesn't have a backer, she won't be able to compete with others..."

"..."

"But it's different with Xiying Studio. At least she has enough respect among these fifth-generation directors. Therefore, film and television resources should not be squeezed out by the Beijing circle!"

"..."

"That's it! It must be like this..."

Swish, swish, swish...

After quickly recording these key words in his notebook, Brother Sun's eyes lit up completely. He looked up and saw a confused young man, and said quickly:

"Hurry up and find a good seat! What are you waiting for?! Today's celebration is definitely not an easy one! Did you bring your voice recorder?"

"Uh... brought it."

"Let's go! There must be news tonight!"

Brother Sun took back the camera and walked quickly inside.