I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 323 321. "Sunspot" and "Conquest"

I stayed in the magic city for a total of three and a half days.

When he left, he also left with Zhang Wu and didn't even see Xu Yang or the others.

It’s not that there’s no time.

But I don’t dare anymore.

After drinking a lot of wine, he really couldn't eat anymore.

Although the boys can't talk about wine barrels, the idea that a party can't be complete without wine is here.

Xu Xin estimated that if he drank like this again, he would sink into the Huangpu River.

He arrived home at almost 4 o'clock in the afternoon, when the weather was hot. As soon as he walked in, he heard Yang Mi's movement from the kitchen:

"Who is it?"

"I...why did you go to the kitchen?"

After putting down the suitcase, Xu Xin turned directly into the kitchen, only to see his silly wife looking at her with a bulging belly. Next to her stood a man wearing an apron and holding a rolling pin in his hand, stirring the pot. Something's wretched.

The unlucky guy is none other than Sun Ting.

Sister Mi's first assistant was now a burly man and was looking at him with a speechless look.

"Come back~!"

Yang Mi looked surprised and then said:

"Jiaojiao, put all his clothes in the washing machine room."

"Okay, sister."

Zhang Jiao responded, picked up Xu Xin's box and left.

"what to do?"

"Don't you feel uncomfortable drinking these days? I'll make you some cold noodles to relieve the heat."

"..."

The care from his wife did not make Xu Xin feel much warmth.

On the contrary, I felt more sympathy for Sun Ting, who was huffing and puffing with a rolling pin.

How do you call this cold noodle fish fish...

It's a Kung Fu dish.

Very troublesome.

Made with pea flour.

The pea flour should be melted first, then poured into the hot water pot all at once, and then start stirring...

The speed cannot be fast or slow.

Then the heat cannot be too high.

Just keep stirring until it is the same as a bowl of transparent paste, and then start pouring cold water.

The fish soaked in cold water look like real little fish coming to life when stirred gently.

Beautiful and delicious.

But if you really want to make it at home, it will be very tiring.

Yang Mi is a pregnant woman, so she definitely doesn't have the energy to do so.

That would be hard for Sun Ting.

"Tingting, do it well and make it for your husband when you get married."

This was the only thing Xu Xin could say to comfort her.

Sun Ting was even more straightforward:

"Brother, before you said this, my sister told me that if my husband dares to talk about eating this in the future, I will blow his head off with a rolling pin."

"..."

Xu Xin looked at the smiling Yang Mi speechlessly:

"Can't you teach me something better?"

"Teach her, I taught her a palm-holding move. From now on, when the couple fights, if this palm is used, they will be comatose at least, or hospitalized at worst. Anyway, they will come in standing and go out sideways~"

"..."

real.

Xu Xin really regretted letting her learn martial arts.

Having friends from far away is not enough for you!

Staring at her angrily, he looked at the translucent paste in the pot again and nodded:

"That's almost it. Where are the ice cubes? I'm going to get some cold water."

"In the refrigerator, find a big basin and use the Evian in the box at the door. The water pipe burst here the day you left, and the neighbors said that rats got in. It's disgusting."

"...????"

Xu Xinxin said to her that it was Aunt Chaoyang who was messing around with you.

But I won’t refute it, just let Evian be Evian.

Anyway, Shui Zaizai and Niuniu can drink from this pot of fish after eating it.

Well, it’s not a waste.

…

The last step of this cold fish noodle is to take a colander, pour a spoonful of pea flour paste into the colander, let the paste appear in the shape of water droplets, and drop it into the cold water to set.

This step is particularly stress-relieving. At least Xu Xin and Yang Mi like this step.

However, due to the power of that "holding palm", Xu Xin still gave this job to the pregnant woman.

He himself was peeling garlic bitterly.

I still need to make chili oil and fry leeks and so on.

This is where Shaanxi people are particular about eating noodles.

They are all noodles, but different noodles require different flavors.

They are all noodle connoisseurs. Don't pay attention to this bowl of noodles. If nothing else, just look at the order of the dishes.

The world is huge, and eating is the biggest thing.

No one dares to fool anyone, ranging from traders and pawns to royal relatives and nobles.

Xu Xin didn't dare either.

As the couple was busy working here with the bitter Sun Ting, they naturally had to chat about daily life:

"I have to meet someone tomorrow."

"Who?"

"Lu Haibo, do you know?"

"I know Huang Haibo."

"Sister Bingbing has found a literary consultant who is quite impressive based on his reputation. I plan to go and meet him."

"Go. You can also meet the others."

"Already working on the script for "The Deal"?"

"Um."

“What about ‘The Voice’?”

"August 1st happens to be Saturday, and it will be broadcast for the first time. Starting from 8 o'clock, Shaanxi TV will have an opening advertising time of 4 and a half minutes including the title. But Xiying Channel does not have it, and it will start broadcasting directly at 8 o'clock. First, check the province and signal coverage Let’s increase the ratings and get off to a good start.”

"Finished editing?"

"Well, the audition is almost finished editing."

"Where is the source of the film?"

"It's on the computer. I'll read it later. I've finished reading it. Oh, it's so interesting..."

"So, the quality is good?"

"I should say it's pretty good!"

"Then you won't praise me?"

"My brother is really a genius~~~"

While chatting, dinner was prepared.

Finally, in this hot summer, Lianghai Bowl of cold noodle fish completely brought Xu Xin back to his senses.

After dinner, he walked into the screening room, looked at the video file of the "The Voice" blind audition scene on his computer, and double-clicked it to open it.

After confirming that Yang Mi would not come over, she happily turned on the air purifier, lit a cigarette, and squinted her eyes happily while watching the title of "The Voice".

…

"Teacher Lu, hello, hello."

In the teahouse, Xu Xin looked at the three people who walked in through the door. He was stunned for a moment before standing up to greet them.

The visitor was a middle-aged man who walked in with a young man and woman behind him.

"Ha ha."

Looking at Xu Xin getting up, although it was the first time they met, because they had communicated on the phone in advance, the two of them didn't feel so different.

"Hello, Director Xu."

"No, no, no."

Xu Xin quickly shook his head.

"You are the teacher and I am the student. Just call me Xiao Xu."

Not that he was being modest or anything.

But this is really a teacher.

Liang Binning gave him detailed information. Although Beijing Film Academy and China Theater Company have been competing for so many years, in terms of the position of teacher, Xu Xin, who has not yet obtained a diploma, and the person in front of him from the Film and Television Department of China Theater Company When compared to the department head, it is normal to call this teacher.

But after hearing this, Lu Haibo smiled and shook his head:

"It's different. From a working relationship point of view, it would be more appropriate to call me Director Xu. Okay, it's just a title, don't worry about it so much."

This was said openly.

Xu Xin suddenly felt a little better.

Then Lu Haibo turned away and said:

"My son, Lu Yang. He graduated from Beijing Film Academy in 2007 and is currently a director."

"Well."

Xu Xin was stunned.

Or a senior?

And Lu Yang had already extended his hand politely:

"Hello, Director Xu. I am Lu Yang~ This is my girlfriend Chen Shu. Please don't mind if I take the liberty of visiting."

With his introduction, Xu Xin could more or less guess why Lu Haibo brought his son.

In fact, he estimated that the director named Lu Yang and his girlfriend, the girl named Chen Shu, should get married soon... or at least have reached the point of discussing marriage.

Otherwise, if they were just girlfriends, there would be no reason why they would suddenly meet as girlfriends on such occasions.

but……

Wouldn't it be better to call your fiancee at this time?

He was thinking about some things in his mind, but he was not slow to speak.

"Hello, Director Lu. Hello, Director Chen."

Never mind who the director is or who the screenwriter is or what he does.

It's always right to call a director.

Although as a director, he can't bear to hear that others are directing this or that. But I have to admit that this is a very suitable way of calling someone in this circle.

Then, the four of them took their seats.

Lu Haibo then smiled and said:

"This time I brought my two children here because I actually wanted to get to know Director Xu. I heard a few days ago that Director Xu was also recruiting a screenwriter team. When Bingbing told me, I also felt that this was a good way for them to improve their abilities. I brought him here as soon as he got an opportunity. It's a bit presumptuous, I hope Director Xu doesn't mind."

"No way."

Xu Xin smiled and shook his head:

"Teacher Lu, that's too polite. Although I'm here to invite you, the Buddha, I'm very happy to get to know Director Lu and Director Chen."

After distinguishing the three people by their titles of director and teacher, he turned to look at the slightly reserved Lu Yang and Chen Shu:

"Let's leave a phone number later and keep in touch."

"Okay, Director Xu."

Lu Yang smiled and nodded.

…

In fact, Lu Haibo's meaning is quite simple.

The main purpose of his coming today is to pave a way for his son.

As for the application for a literary consultant, he had no intention of rejecting it. And he also showed his sincerity.

After chatting for a while about creative ideas and exchanging directorial ideas, he took out a book from his bag.

Book title: "Sunspot" (Note 1)

"Director Xu, I think this book is good. It is one of the few stories I have read recently that can be described through words and feel the struggle of human nature in it. The main idea of ​​​​the story is somewhat similar to "Crime and Punishment", but it is closer The portrayal of Yu Qunxiang mainly tells the story of three men and an abandoned girl. It is very profound and I think it is very good. The publishing house is Modu Literature and Art, where I have an old classmate. After reading the story I asked, and the copyright is still in the hands of the author, Xu Yigua."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Xu Xin took the book.

"You may have read hundreds of stories about murder.

But there was never a single confession of guilt.

So long, so fragmented, so hopeless, so sad. "---"sunspot"

Seeing the writing on the cover, Xu Xin raised his head and asked:

"It's about a murder case?"

"No."

Lu Haibo shook his head:

"The process of the murder is quite concise. There are no secrets from the audience's perspective. The reason why I say it is very good-looking is also the reason why I think it is great. It does not set up any suspense or anything like that, but in the murder case After the incident, it tells the story of the inner struggle and suffering that the three people faced all the time during their escape life.

In this book, everyone has salvation, but all salvation is based on a deep understanding of the bottom line of the law deep in their hearts. Therefore, it seems that he has been redeemed, but there is always a perfunctory feeling that is trying to hide it.

The story line and storytelling are great.

Everywhere is revealed the paleness and powerlessness, as well as that feeling...hidden under the struggle of wanting to repent but not being able to.

After watching Director Xu's "The Wind", I found that Director Xu is very good at group scenes. And various shooting ideas also like to use the form of blank space to allow the audience to delve into the inner world of the characters and the story. Of course, I mean aside from the fact that many people are paying attention to Director Xu now on the premise that the light and shadow effects created by the movie "The Wind" itself...

Therefore, I think this book is very suitable for Director Xu. "

These words made Xu Xin frown.

It's not that I don't like it, but I'm a little curious.

The job of a literary consultant is actually just such a job.

It's not a full-time job, it's a part-time job.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it’s like a book club.

Everyone introduces and shares some books with everyone based on their own preferences and tastes.

That’s the job of a literary consultant.

But you can’t just introduce it without saying anything. After all, every director has a different style and a different perspective on things. It’s best to express your own understanding and a suitable entry point.

Lu Haibo was obviously very professional.

It's right to think about it. How could the head of the film and television drama department of China National Theater know nothing?

It is estimated that there are usually many people looking for him, but if it weren't for Liang Binning's face and the future of his son, Xu Xin himself might not be able to invite this giant Buddha.

So, he temporarily suppressed the urge to read immediately, and instead put the book in front of him:

"Okay, I'll take it back and have a look. Thank you, Teacher Lu."

"Haha, it's okay, isn't this what it should be?"

"Uh-huh."

Xu Xin nodded with a smile, and then directed the conversation to Lu Yang:

"What is Director Lu busy with recently?"...

…

"came back?"

"Um."

"How do you feel? Is Teacher Lu easy to communicate with?"

"It's easy to communicate... I'll take a look at this first. Call me when the meal is ready."

Xu Xin raised the book in his hand.

Yang Mi nodded:

"Um."

"Jiaojiao. I will send you two phone numbers. Please remember them. One is called Lu Yang and the other is Chen Shu. They are two directors. If anything happens to them in the future, they can just communicate normally."

"Okay, Brother Xu."

After giving all the instructions, Xu Xin walked to the study room, turned on the air conditioner first, and then took the cigarette case to the kennel in the backyard.

It's almost noon now, so there's still some shade in the backyard.

Although it is next to the doghouse, this is the only place he can smoke at home recently.

However, this state of affairs cannot last long.

After the baby is born, construction and renovation of the two yards will begin next year.

The design plan has come out.

Xu Xin didn't ask for much, so the east courtyard was directly converted into his office area.

Even the study room, including a video room and the like, occupies one-third of the entire yard.

Various advanced air purification systems will be installed by then.

Don't talk about smoking.

The kind that smokes a cannon without even a hint of gunpowder smoke.

Sitting on the bluestone in the backyard, he had just lit a cigarette when he heard footsteps.

Yang Mi came over carrying a thermos cup:

"I made sour plum soup this morning. It's still cold."

"Um."

Xu Xin responded.

There is no need to elaborate on the tacit understanding between an old couple.

"The moonlight shines grayly on the black beach. At its brightest moment, it is not as bright as the white bodies of some girls swimming at night. Today's tide is blackjack, so people swimming at night on the beach along the Huandao Road a lot of……"

Looking at the first paragraph of the book, Xu Xin began to think about what kind of scene it was and how to compose it...

Purely an occupational disease.

And Yang Mi said this:

"Eat pork ribs for lunch."

"good."

"Um."

…

August 1st.

Night.

7 o'clock.

The sound of the piano, like flowing water, echoed in the living room on the top floor of Dahu Mansion.

The beautiful melody of the Steinway Lang Lang series makes you feel mesmerized while listening to Yang Mi caressing your belly.

It is estimated that people all over the world are looking for someone who can play various pianos to soothe the baby during the prenatal education period. Apart from Lang Lang's future wife, Yang Mi is probably the only one.

Today is the premiere of "The Voice".

Although everyone has seen the edited version of the film, you must support your own program when it is time to support it.

And the song ends...

"Why doesn't anyone applaud?"

Lang Lang was speechless.

Looking at Yang Mi, who was leaning on the chair with her stomach in her hands and enjoying herself.

Then he looked at Xu Xin, who was reading a book with his head down...

Finally, his eyes fell on the sleepy Wang Sicong:

"Why are you still asleep?"

"……ah?"

Big Lao Wang raised his head in confusion:

"What?"

"..."

Lang Lang was a little helpless.

I thought that even the very old and beautiful President would have to listen attentively when he heard me play the piano, and then applaud me after the end of a piece of music.

These three dads are pretty good.

Forget about reading books and prenatal education.

How can you still fall asleep?

And Wang Sicong, who looked particularly depressed today after wandering around somewhere last night, waved his hand:

"Can you do something... that's more upbeat? Something like "Croatian Rhapsody"... "Flight of the Bumblebee" is also okay. I'm already sleepy..."

"Can I sleep with you?"

"Why don't I give you face? The great pianist plays the piano loudly while I go to bed? I'll give you more face if I tell you."

"I'm begging you, please poke me once and go to sleep! I don't bother anyone else if you look at me."

"Go away, I just said I wanted to sleep, but you refused, and now you want me to go to sleep again?"

"you……"

"Oh, are you two annoyed?"

Yang Mi was unhappy:

"I am communicating with my son. Why are you two so gibbering?"

Wang Sicong's mouth twitched, and he silently snapped his fingers at Xu Xin, who was reading a book on the sofa next to him:

"Hey, young man, can you take care of your wife?"

"...Huh? What?"

Xu Xin raised his head in confusion.

"..."

"..."

The two of them were speechless again.

Lang Lang played another melody on the piano with one hand, and asked while playing:

"Are you so obsessed with this book recently? Are you confused?"

Hearing this, Xu Xin was a little puzzled:

"Didn't I recommend it to you? Didn't you read it?"

"I watched it. But I don't have deep sympathy for this kind of story. Human life is miserable enough. Instead of thinking about the human struggle of murder, I might as well watch "Old Master" for a while."

Apparently, Lang Lang wasn't interested in the story.

Hearing this, Xu Xin turned to look at Wang Sicong:

"What about you? Did you watch it?"

"No ah."

"...Didn't I give you a copy?"

"I went drinking that day and I think I lost it in my car, right? I forgot whether I left it in the car I left in or the car the driver took me back in. I'm too lazy to look for it."

"..."

Xu Xin was suddenly speechless.

"One is ignorant, the other is ignorant...how the hell do I know you two?"

"Hehe~"

The eldest young master is not ashamed but proud:

"We just watched it in a hurry. Who really plans to make a movie like you... By the way, how much does the copyright cost? Have you bought it?"

"We've been talking about it for the past two days."

"How much does it cost?"

"One hundred thousand?"

Xu Xin casually quoted a price.

"Tsk, this money comes so fast~"

Wang Sicong was a little emotional.

At this time...

"If you two want to talk, can you go to the study room and talk... Big brother, I'm here for prenatal care!"

Because the sound of the piano was mixed with the movements of the two people, Yang Mi was speechless.

"have to."

The eldest young master patted Xu Xin's leg:

"It's still more than half an hour before we go, let's smoke some tomato~"

"Walk."

"Take me one~"

As soon as he heard that he was about to smoke a cigar, Lang Lang stopped playing the piano.

result……

"You sit there for me! I'm here for prenatal care!"

"..."

In Lang Lang's speechless gaze, Wang Sicong shrugged at Xu Xin:

"Hey, look at how unlucky he looks."

"No need~"

Xu Xin agreed with his face.

"Go and enjoy the coolness under the grape trellis. I won't stop doing it. You have to come here to play tricks~ Are you getting retribution?"

"..."

Lang Lang was speechless.

He looked furious.

…

8:05.

Shaanxi.

"Drunken during the prosperous period of the Han and Tang Dynasties, Xifeng has been here for three thousand years! Hello everyone, welcome to the blind audition of "The Voice of China" exclusively titled by Xifeng Wine. I am the host Sa Beining!"

The moment the voice of Sa Beining in a straight suit rang out on the 100-inch projector, everyone, including Xu Xin, looked a little nervous.

Feeling nervous for no reason.

"Lao Xu, when will Shaanxi TV's ratings be released?"

"I didn't ask them to post it. I just waited until 9:45 to finish and asked them to post the total ratings."

"...That's okay, the ratings are really annoying."

"Um……"

Following the words, Sa Beining on the stage also completely introduced the rules.

Then, the instructor appears!

As someone who has watched the recording live, there is actually nothing new about the instructor's appearance.

It's just that there are more screen introductions than when we were there.

For example, Jay Chou's achievements, Han Hong's achievements, etc.

Amidst the cheers from the audience on the TV, Sa Beining announced the appearance of the first contestant.

Then the screen started to switch.

The interviews between Yang Ying and Hu Xia came into view.

"Oh, you can't tell, she's quite photogenic."

As soon as Wang Sicong's words rang out, Yang Mi rolled her eyes:

"Brother, just look at it, why are your words so broken?"

Wang Sicong shrugged and closed his mouth.

"My name is Hu Xia, from Guangxi..."

As Hu Xia's self-introduction and Yang Ying's interview progressed little by little, Hu Xia, who was carrying a guitar and a harmonica around his neck, shouted out the program slogan "The Voice of China, I'm coming!" , took the microphone from the venue manager and stepped onto the stage.

Then, when the guitar and the first line of the song "A long time ago" sounded, the TV set sounded four sound effects of "bang bang bang bang".

As the first contestant to achieve four spins and set the record for the fastest swivel chair in the first four spins of "The Voice", he happened to be in the right place and deserved to be placed in the first position.

There is no such thing as suppressing first and then rising.

There is no suspense.

"The Voice" used its opening zinger, like all weekend variety shows at the prime eight o'clock slot, to announce a mighty sound that echoes destiny:

"I come."

"I see."

"I conquer."

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