I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 538 536. Wushuang, must be happy

The crew of "33 Days" begins preparations.

Xu Xin didn't use his old team, there was no need.

Li Pingdong's appearance fee is as much as half of the film's investment, and for this film Xu Xin plans to use a photographer recommended by Shanghai Film Studio.

Let the cooperation between the two parties become closer.

Casting and various plans for Fu Huadao are also on the agenda.

Xu Zhi and the others are no longer the noobs who knew nothing. In the past two years, they have established their own network of relationships. Whether it is crew members or various businesses, they can almost be said to be experts, so this matter is left to them. them.

In a card game, Xu Xin lost more than 30,000 yuan...

I don’t have much money, mainly because I am upset in my heart.

Maybe it’s really because I haven’t played poker for a long time and I have deteriorated.

It was clearly him who picked three in one before.

I declined several people’s invitations to “go out for a walk.”

It's not that he is very noble, but he has something to do tomorrow and needs to go to bed early.

Before leaving, he and Xu Yang finally changed into shoes.

"Don't drink while driving in the future. You can't afford to bet on an accident, do you understand?"

"Um."

Seeing that he said it formally, Xu Yang nodded:

"Actually, after I couldn't find the car, I also thought... maybe this is a way to save money and avoid disaster. So you didn't see it for so long. I didn't go to the 4S shop and have someone locate the signal. It blocked it for me once. Disaster, don’t worry, I’ll know better in the future.”

"That's fine."

Patting him on the shoulder, Xu Xin stopped talking nonsense.

The relationship between the two brothers is here, as long as he understands it, he understands it.

…

All the way back home, he was quite uncomfortable sitting in the study room that the old man probably didn't come in once in eight hundred years, sitting on the big and sinking boss' chair, with blank A4 papers spread out in front of him.

Start drawing storyboards.

The first step of "33 Days" is officially launched.

As for the location selection...it's actually not bad.

Urban themes, especially those taking place in the city of Yanjing.

As a person who has traveled around Yanjing over the years, he already has a rough idea of ​​which places are suitable for shooting and which places look good.

After Yang Mi returns from filming, he will actually be able to choose the location himself.

The author of this novel also works in Yanjing. With the reality as a basis, Xu Xin also knows the places described in her book.

He is not slow to think about movies.

Because the draft was drafted long enough, it took less than an hour to release some important storylines.

Swish, swish, a simple sketch of the turning point of the plot appeared on page seven or eight.

The time is also close to 12 o'clock.

Yang Mi rarely took the initiative to call him when he was busy at work.

It's all about the attitude of calling me back when you're done.

Before getting married, and during the time when I just received the certificate, if I couldn't wait for the phone call, I would send a text message of condolences such as "I'm resting, don't be too tired, come on".

But now the couple usually refers to each other as brothers, eliminating a lot of cumbersome etiquette.

Hide everything in the details of knowing the other person's habits.

Seeing that the time was approaching 12 o'clock, he sent a message to his wife:

"I'm working on a draft of the storyboard. I just finished it and I'm going to sleep."

After sending it, I threw my phone into the bedroom and went to take a shower.

After taking a shower, he planned to go to the balcony of the bedroom to smoke a cigarette.

The evening breeze blowing from the Huangpu River is very comfortable.

After dispelling the heat, and the comfort of just taking a shower, he leaned back on the chair and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wait for your hair to dry before going to bed.

Not to mention...

Never mind what Li Jiacheng is like, there is nothing wrong with the house he built.

The view is fantastic.

And at this moment, he heard a "click" sound.

Then, a voice came from above.

It's quite vague and can't be heard clearly.

He didn't think much about it.

Isn't there a plagiarism writer living upstairs?

I guess I'm here to have some fun too.

He has no intention of continuing to communicate with the other party.

After all, no one stipulates that after becoming neighbors, you must be friends.

But probably after taking a puff of cigarette, he heard the vague voice gradually become clearer:

"How's the view? It's great, isn't it?"

Just above your head when you say this. Obviously, people should have arrived at the balcony.

Don't tell me...the movements are quite gentle.

Yo, are you bringing someone back?

Recalling the other person's head...

He was quite curious, was this girl wearing high heels?

Just thinking about it.

Suddenly, another voice sounded:

"It's good-looking, but not as good-looking as you."

"!!!"

Xu Xin's expression suddenly changed.

? ? ? ?

Wait a minute!

Wait, wait, wait!

No...there's something wrong with my ears?

What...is this the movement of a man?

I must have heard wrong.

He held his breath subconsciously, pinched out the cigarette butt, and pricked his ears.

If Zaizai were here, he would definitely feel that the male host's demeanor at this moment is very familiar.

Same as myself.

At this time, a gust of wind blew over the river.

The sound suddenly became blurry.

Xu Xin couldn't sit still.

In fact, he really wanted to lean out and take a look... But the problem was that if he just stuck his head out, someone was drawing thread over there. His temper was so bad that he had to jump off on the spot and hit it directly into the Huangpu River to wash it off...

So he could only listen with open ears...

"Tonight...is this right? We can...enjoy...the scenery."

"...Yeah. Then...go get...the wine."

"Ha~ I...poured...the collarbone..."

"You're bad..."

Xu Xin got goosebumps when he heard the intermittent voice.

Mom...Mom!

He unconsciously touched his collarbone.

Can you drink alcohol in this place?

Then he imagined in his mind a man sucking his collarbone desperately.

Suddenly his stomach began to feel uncomfortable.

no.

I'm going to vomit.

He turned around and left without saying a word. After returning to the room, he closed the sliding door of the balcony with minimal movement.

Looking at the ceiling, his expression changed...

have to.

Let me change my house.

…

"you sure?"

"Nonsense! My own ears! I heard it with my own ears! Two gentlemen! Ahhhh! Let me tell you... I had a nightmare last night, dreaming that a group of gentlemen wanted to suck me Bones! Ah ah ah! Wife, please save me!"

"..."

When I woke up in the morning, Xu Xin, with dark circles under his eyes, sighed.

But Yang Mi was happy:

"Hehe... I don't know if that man is handsome or not. If he is handsome... he's quite exciting!"

"..."

"Click~" There was a sound, and Su Meng, who had gone out to buy breakfast, came back.

Being rendered speechless by his wife's words, he said angrily:

"That's it, hang up."

Toot.

The phone hangs up.

"Brother Xu, it's time to eat."

"...You can eat it yourself, I don't have much appetite."

"ah?"

Carrying two boxes of freshly baked pan-fried buns, Su Meng looked confused.

Don’t you, the old man, want to eat fried food?

…

Finally, Xu Xin, who really had no appetite, drank some porridge and settled down.

Then the two of them went out together.

Following the address entered on the navigation system, the two came to the Sanyang Nanhuo Store in the old city.

There were many people here, so Xu Xin put on a mask and dialed Yan Dazhong's number.

"Director Yan, I've arrived at the entrance of Sanyang Nanhuo Store, where are you?"

"Here and here."

Yan Dazhong's voice came from behind him.

"Director Xu."

"Director Yan."

After saying hello, Xu Xin looked inside this really large store... Actually, there was no need to look.

He stood at the door, and the salty smell inside kept pouring out, entering his nasal cavity along the mask.

"Isn't this place famous?"

"Well, didn't Director Xu often go to Nanyang Department Store before? This place has a longer history than that one."

As a native of Shanghai, Yan Dazhong held a camera in his hand, with a hint of emotion in his eyes:

"When I was a kid, I could only come here once during the Chinese New Year... Then every year when I came, I would queue up from the inside to the outside. Just to buy some duck with ham sauce to eat during the Chinese New Year... It tastes so delicious."

This time the two of them came to inspect this place.

"Bite of the Tongue" has now entered the on-site shooting stage, and the entire film crew has begun traveling across the country according to the shooting plan.

The Yanbang cuisine (not Sichuan and Chongqing Yanbang), Hangbang cuisine, local cuisine, and even Huaiyang cuisine in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are all unavoidable.

As a native of Magic City, Yan Dazhong has his own set of criteria for judging the taste of Old Magic City.

It happened that Xu Xin was in the Magic City, so they made an appointment to visit some places together.

The magic city has changed so fast in recent years, and many of the old flavors have disappeared or withered.

Even the dishes cooked in some old restaurants don’t taste like they did when I was a kid.

Yan Dazhong’s theme for the Magic City is “the taste of childhood”.

And this Sanyo Southern Goods store is one of the three places he recommends.

"Let's go and have a look. Speaking of which, I haven't eaten Jinhua ham for a long time. If it's good, I'll buy two."

"Haha, Director Xu, feel free to buy it. I came here yesterday and just bought one and took it home~"

The three of them walked into the department store and started shopping while talking and laughing.

In fact, the taste of childhood is the biggest reliance for the entire "Tip of the Tongue" food culture and creativity discussion group when formulating the direction.

For example, the same is true for Xu Xin.

The Shaanxi flavor he recommended was not the many noodles in Xi'an.

But it is the characteristic of northern Shaanxi.

Yellow buns.

When I was a kid, I felt my throat irritated no matter how much I ate.

But last year I took the young woman home to celebrate the New Year. After spending a few days playing with the chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs in the village, Yang Mi, who was really free, had enough mutton noodles, so she asked Xu Xin to take her to find the ones he had eaten when he was a child. Had a great time.

The result was speechless. In the entire sacred tree, Xu Xin could only find half of the flavors in his childhood memories.

The two of them bought yellow steamed buns, which are really rare nowadays, at the vegetable market on Linzhou Avenue.

Fresh out of the pan, still hot.

It was the first time for Yang Mi to eat it, and it had been a long time since Xu Xin had eaten it.

On the way back to Xujiawan from the vegetable market, the two of them made four.

It's quite outrageous.

But this taste is the most comfortable taste he has tasted in the past few years.

In fact, you can’t say that. It should be said that it was a taste that I didn’t understand before, but I cherish it the most now.

Therefore, this time the shooting of Shaanxi is on the tip of the tongue. As a director, he should have "favoritism" and give a strong stroke to the food culture of northern Shaanxi.

But it's a pity...

No one made the yellow steamed buns in that vegetable market either.

The boss of that shop is also old. Making yellow steamed buns is too hard. His children are filial, so he won't be allowed to do anything this year.

It made him feel pity.

Under the purpose of "reminiscing the taste of childhood", Yan Dazhong talked endlessly to Xu Xin about his experience in this department store when he was a child.

Others are here to buy things, but it’s better for these three people to chat and take photos at the same time.

Not long after, someone from the department store came over and asked the three people what they did.

Xu Xin, who is wearing a mask, is a hairless young man, and Yan Dazhong communicates everything.

After confirming that these three people were not looking for trouble from the relevant departments, the staff ignored them.

They even agreed to take some close-up shots of the chefs handling the ingredients.

That is, go around the counter.

In this way, the three of them were busy until noon, wandering around and criticizing the food culture of Shanghai.

After taking dozens of photos, Yan Dazhong pointed the way to Xu Xin at noon and came to an area full of old alleys.

They were going to eat at a private restaurant specializing in local dishes from Shanghai.

On the Shikumen side.

The owner of the restaurant is named Wang, and people in the world call her Sister Wang.

Yan Dazhong seemed to be familiar with her.

After entering Sister Wang's private restaurant that didn't even have a brand, the two of them became familiar and started chatting.

But at this time, Xu Xin’s audience can also be seen.

When it comes to Xu Xin, Sister Wang has only heard of it. He seems to be a very young director in the Olympic Games.

But how young... I don't know.

When she saw Xu Xin's face, which looked like she was in her early twenties at most, Sister Wang looked suspicious of life.

Say Yang Mi, ripe.

"Wulin Gaiden" wishes Wushuang!

I haven't seen the movie.

But the memory of the TV series Sister Wang is obviously still fresh in her mind.

Sister Wang’s private dishes require reservations. According to Yan Dazhong’s words:

"If you haven't tried Sister Wang's food, you can't be considered a gourmet in Shanghai."

Take a look at the weight of these words.

An ordinary kitchen is just a little bigger than a home kitchen.

This side of the magic city is called Zaotoujian.

The arrangement of various bottles and jars in the yard, including Xu Xin watching Sister Wang’s cooking techniques...

She is really not an academic cook with solid knife skills.

Just like an ordinary figure busy in the kitchen.

Xu Xin suddenly felt friendly.

Yes, this is the purpose of "Tongue Tip".

It’s not that I don’t take pictures of Daya’s food, it’s just... no one eats Daya’s food every day.

Home-cooked taste is the foundation of food culture.

With the roots of Chinese people.

Three people, six dishes.

She is a family workshop, with three tables at noon and three tables at night.

If you want to eat, make a reservation in advance.

Yan Dazhong had been in contact with her many years ago and had promoted her private dishes in Modutai. Sister Wang is able to make a name for herself in the magical city, and he actually has a lot of credit for it.

Therefore, he is one of the few Sister Wang who is willing to open the "fourth table", which means eating in his own restaurant.

To be honest, Xu Xin is really amazing.

Among the six dishes are the sweet and sour short ribs that are most commonly eaten by people in Shanghai.

Braised pork.

Bad drunken crab, bad drunken shrimp, and two green vegetables.

Su Meng almost ate her own finger.

That's how delicious it is.

Xu Xin was also full of praise, and the first thought in his mind was to bring Yang Mi over to try it.

It's really good.

He hadn't eaten anything in the morning, so the soup at the end of his lunch was soaked into the rice.

I have completely forgotten everything that happened last night.

Even after he finished eating, put down his chopsticks, and drank tea from the cup, he was still thinking... was his reaction too exaggerated?

Although...it's really delicious.

But could it be because I didn't eat much in the morning?

But no matter how you put it, Sister Wang in Yan Dazhong’s mouth is the representative of Shanghai’s local cuisine.

Xu Xin followed this trip to finish eating and gave positive opinions on his shooting plan.

It's really good.

Originally, he said he would bring Wang Sicong to try it out in the evening, but when he asked...

Sister Wang’s dishes are available for ordering from one week to the next.

If you want to eat it, make it at least a week in advance.

have to.

Yan Dazhong and I had just added a table at noon, and he was too embarrassed to speak at night.

Finally, the three of them, who were full of food and drinks, went to another old market non-stop in the afternoon.

After visiting all three places in the plan, he packed up his things and prepared to leave.

On Yang Mi's side, if the filming progress of Wushuang's "Wulin Gaiden" is fast, it will be completed tomorrow.

It was an unparalleled perfect ending, and she wanted to commemorate it with her brother.

…

"Brother~"

"Um?"

"I want to drink in your collarbone."

"You surnamed Yang, go to hell!"

"Hahahahaha..."

What bitches said purely to disgust their husbands became the source of Xu Xin's nightmare for the second night in a row.

And at noon on August 3, the bitches called him again:

"Brother, please come over in the afternoon. I only have one scene left with Xiaoliu in the afternoon, and I have to shoot it at dusk."

"Do you want to suck Xiaoliu's collarbone and drink?"

"go to hell!"

After successfully disgusting the bitches, he took a car and rushed to the filming location of the Ming and Qing Dynasty's Former Residence in the Film and Television City at around 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun is still strong and the sun is still very hot.

As he sat in the car along the way, he could see some crew members and extras hiding in the shade from time to time.

Hengdian's ecological structure remains the same.

only……

It seems like there are more extras.

Then, the car parked in the parking lot. He didn't bother to wear a mask or a hat because it was too hot, so he put on sunglasses and followed Sun Ting, who came out to pick him up, to the set.

After twists and turns, he finally came to an alley.

After several security guards saw Sun Ting and Xu Xin, they consciously gave up their positions.

But before he passed, Xu Xin heard a voice:

"Okay, let's get ready and get ready to start shooting."

He stopped leaving and stood behind the group of people to watch.

Then I saw about a dozen people approaching the front door of the room in front of me. Some were holding SLRs, some were holding small cameras, and some were pushing fixed lenses... Anyway, a group of people started to go to the door. tie.

Xu Xin had a question mark on his forehead.

what is this?

Is this how filming works?

Just as he was wondering, he saw Yang Mi, who was wearing a brown police uniform and putting a hat on her head, walking out in a hurry.

The connection between the couple made her suddenly turn her head and look aside after taking a few steps.

He recognized his brother among the crowd at a glance.

Then, she showed a bright smile.

He nodded slightly and walked directly into the room.

Not long after, Xiao Jian, the actor who played Xiao Liu, also walked in behind Yang Mi.

"Brother Xu, this is the last scene. Director Shang is going to break the fourth wall~"

"Oh~"

Xu Xin suddenly realized what he meant.

So, as the scene became busy, soon, Yang Mi, who had her back to the camera at the door, and Xiao Jian, who was standing opposite her, took their places respectively.

Shang Jing's voice sounded again:

"Come on, Mimi's last scene, Lao Xiao, give it your best. Get ready~~~~ Let's start!"

Xu Xin stretched his head and looked inside the crowd.

Wushuang, who was facing away, slowly turned around, stepped out, and sat directly on the threshold after walking out of the door:

"little six……"

"ah?"

Xiao Liu's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Are you... proposing to me again?"

Because of the angle, Yang Mi couldn't see him.

So now his eyes started to wander.

She seemed to be in panic, but after discovering half of her brother's head in the crowd, a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

Xiaoliu quickly sat on the threshold and looked at Wushuang who kept looking at Xu Xin and said:

"Yes...yes, I propose to you..."

Wushuang then closed his eyes and glanced at Xiaoliu with a shy look on his face.

With this shyness, she naturally turned her head and looked at Xu Xin's position.

It was like avoiding Xiao Liu's fiery gaze.

At the same time he said softly:

"I promise you."

Then, Xiao Liu smiled.

Wushuang also smiled.

Xu Xin also smiled.

fool……

Is there anything you can’t say at home?

Do you have to use the words of "Wushuang" to tell me during filming?

Look at Xiaoliu who naturally put his head on Wushuang's shoulder and made a bird-like gesture.

Xu Xin was not angry either.

On the contrary, I was quite happy.

Because the person in front of him at this moment is not Yang Mi, but Wushuang.

That kind-hearted girl who is homeless and has nowhere to live in the world.

Finally, Yan Xiaoliu found his own destiny in this somewhat dull, somewhat clever, but mostly simple-minded Yan Xiaoliu.

Wushuang has a perfect ending.

She will be very happy in the future, give birth to many children for Xiao Liu, and then live happily in this Qixia Town.

As the ones who broke the fourth wall at this moment, Xiaoliu and Wushuang laughed and pointed at the group of people opposite them who were filming them:

"Hey, what are you doing? Didn't you see my proposal?"

"puff……"

Wushuang burst into laughter.

But what does it matter?

She had gotten the perfect ending.

Among the crowd, Xu Xin also laughed out loud after Xiao Liu finished speaking.

While laughing, I looked at my wife who was sitting upright with her hands on her knees, looking very nervous...

He nodded slightly.

Not to mention...

It would be interesting to have a wedding photo like this.

Finally, amidst the laughter and the constant "click-click" of the SLR camera shutter, Shang Jing spoke:

"Okay, that's it. Mimi, congratulations on wrapping up!"

"Thank you director, thank you everyone, thank you Brother Six~"

Yang Mi thanked her and gave Xiao Jian a big hug.

After letting him go, he didn't let him go completely. Instead, he stopped Xiao Jian, looked at the sky, and shouted with a smile in his eyes:

"Wushuang and Xiaoliu must be happy!!!"

“It’s really great to be able to get to know you~~~”

"Goodbye~~~~"

Ignoring everyone, the girl looked at the sky and blessed Wushuang from the bottom of her heart.

Also bless myself.

While I was writing this paragraph, my wife was watching from the side.

Because I told her before that my understanding of Wushuang completely comes from her, and today I heard that I was going to write the movie version of Wushuang, and she has been sitting next to me.

She didn't cry.

Smiling happily.

She kissed me on the face as I wrote this.

I think we are all happy at this moment.