I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

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Looking at his father who looked uncomfortable, Xu Xin asked again in confusion:

"What's wrong?"

"What's the matter?"

"What's that tube?"

"...Here, turn on the heater for the crew."

Xu Daqiang explained:

"The director said he was filming the coal mines in summer. Oh, you guys are the same. If you want to film the coal mines in summer, then come in summer. It has to be winter. A group of people wear single clothes. You are all artists and have delicate bodies~ I installed a heater, so I don’t dare to freeze.”

"Well……"

to be honest.

Xu Xin was quite touched at the moment.

Take a look at my father's ideological consciousness.

Not only was the coal mine suspended for the sake of art, but the heating was also turned on!

It’s all about art!

He is indeed my biological father!

Not bad!

In the past, Gao Luo was an advanced worker!

His eyes were full of admiration, and then he didn't worry about the boiler. At this time, Xu Daqiang also changed the subject:

"Zhengxin, something happened at the coal washing plant this morning..."

The two chatted, and Xu Xin walked directly down to the wellhead.

After entering, I looked up and saw a group of people working on the trestle with lights and cameras. There was also a monitor in the corner, but I didn't see Diao Yinan.

He estimated that he should be among the crowd on the trestle.

Don't bother, just watch.

This scene...should be the scene where the body is discovered at the beginning of the script, right?

Why did it take so long to shoot?

This speed is quite slow.

He pondered.

Soon, everyone around them walked down, and the leader was Diao Yinan.

He didn't see Xu Xin, and Xu Xin didn't say hello to him.

I saw him walking back to the monitor and sitting down, holding the walkie-talkie and saying:

"Let's do another one, Lao Liao. Don't kick the bottle so hard this time. Just let it roll down naturally."

Hearing this, Xu Xin glanced at the steps again.

At the end of the tall trestle, a man dressed in a fashionable manner stood on it.

But because of the distance, he couldn't see clearly.

But he was no stranger to this person either.

Liao Fan.

The leading actor was chosen by Diao Yinan.

He is the third gangster in the famous "Let the Bullets Fly".

According to the second brother Jiang Kui, this guy's acting is really good.

Xu Xin thought it was okay.

When the studio remade their own "Legend of the Wind", they also looked for him.

But later, due to the changes in the circle, he who had always wanted to join the Beijing circle naturally cut off contact with this place.

There is nothing right or wrong about this.

It just depends on personal choice.

but……

Although she had never paid any special attention to him, Xu Xin recalled the movies she had seen him on the screen in the past few years... The third gangster, and the shemale in "If You Are the One"... Who else is there? There was also a guest appearance in "One Flew Over the Home"...if I remember correctly?

It seems that he has always been positioned as a horse boy in the Beijing circle.

Although just like the second brother said, the show is good. But his face is not particularly outstanding... Xu Xin recalled it and found that the Beijing circle did not seem to have any intention of praising him.

But this time Diao Yinan chose him as the protagonist and took the money from Xiying Studio...

He listened to Diao Yinan's voice counting down and wondered how these two people defined the Beijing circle.

In fact, through Yang Ying's incident, he discovered the "inclusiveness" of the current Beijing circle.

In other words, the bottom line of the current Beijing circle.

Different from the grouping of Wang Shuo, Zheng Xiaolong, and Ma Modu during the period, the New Beijing Circle after Huayi seems to be taking a two-pronged approach.

To monopolize resources in the film and television industry is one aspect.

On the other hand...as long as you have economic value, all "misunderstandings" can be cleared up.

He didn't know if Yang Ying's situation was an exception or something else.

But now, after meeting Huang Xiaoming's parents, she has begun to use resources from the Beijing circle.

With the skin of a celebrity's personal studio, Northwest Circle and they both got what they wanted.

What's more, Yang Ying can really make money.

I remember seeing her in many advertisements this year.

However, Yuntu does not have these resources.

This is also the disadvantage of Cloud Atlas.

The reason why Cloud Atlas cannot attract top actors in Beijing is that the shortage of commercial resources is a big obstacle.

But the Beijing area is different.

They have too many fans in this regard.

But it is precisely because of this reason that some people whose appearance is not highly recognized will gradually be marginalized.

Many advertisers now have begun to notice the power of online advertising. According to my daughter-in-law, especially since this year, many of the advertising invitations she has received are not for TV stations, but for broadcast on the Internet.

The appeal of "popularity" is gradually shifting.

So for people like Liao Fan who don't rely on their reputations, the situation... I'm afraid it's getting more and more difficult, right?

But it’s hard to say.

Xu Xin, who hadn't worried about matters in the Beijing area for a long time, thought to himself.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't worry, it's just that... after our competition has produced no results in the past two years, everyone's tracks have actually become different.

The Beijing Circle cannot help the Northwest Circle.

The Northwest Circle cannot beat the Beijing Circle.

Let's just keep it to ourselves. This is the situation we are in right now.

He guessed that this might be the reason why Yang Ying was able to obtain resources easily.

They are not stupid either. No matter how you infiltrate me, I will do the opposite. Doesn’t Cloud Atlas allow artists to set up their own studios? Artists have the right to operate their own businesses. If you buy shares, we will also buy shares. Artists are naturally happy to see success, who would have trouble with money? There is no blood feud between us.

Those who have potential in the northwest circle, as long as they go to Yuntu, we will invest after the equity ban is lifted.

As for the follow-up... then leave the decision to the artist.

A very smart move.

It was almost as if the northwest circle punched first, and then received another punch of the same intensity.

The family in Beijing has a strong foundation, so this punch would be a little painful at best. But how much money do you have in the northwest circle to support your defense?

Not to mention anything else, this year many investment companies relying on the support of Xiying Studio have now begun to form joint ventures. Otherwise, they will be alone, with only money and no resources, and they will become increasingly overwhelmed.

At first glance, the situation seems urgent...

But Xu Xin thought it was pretty good.

Because the essence of this matter is not that he wants to eradicate the Beijing Circle, or support the Northwest Circle into the second Beijing Circle.

But I hope that the entire large circle can move towards more blossoming prosperity.

Just like he said to his wife. One day, the Beijing Circle will fail, and at the moment they fail, Xu Xin will stop.

The Chinese film industry cannot lose the Beijing circle, just like the West cannot lose Jerusalem.

The contention of a hundred schools of thought will produce countless wonderful sparks, and the result of a dominant family will only burn out all the firewood and slowly turn into a pile of embers.

Everything is just for this circle to have a healthy competitive environment and to infinitely raise the lower limit.

His goal has always been the stars and the sea, not the petty ambitions of one city and one pond.

While these chaotic thoughts were surging in his mind, he suddenly heard a "ding-ding-dong-dong" sound.

Turning around subconsciously, I saw an empty wine bottle clinking down the steps.

After rolling up about ten or twenty steps, it finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke into pieces.

"Okay, that's it, passed. Next one!"

Soon, all the pieces of the wine bottle were picked up, and Liao Fan also walked down and stood next to Diao Yinan. The photographer set up a camera high up. At the same time, another wine bottle was placed on the steps.

Is this going to continue filming the scene where Liao Fan kicks the bottle?

After thinking for a while, he walked out of the crowd of onlookers and came behind Diao Yinan.

Sensing someone approaching, Liao Fan turned back first.

When he saw Xu Xin, he was stunned and said quickly:

"Hello, Director Xu."

"Well, hello, Teacher Liao."

Xu Xin said politely, and Diao Yinan, who heard the noise, turned around and spotted Xu Xin. Just as he was about to stand up, he saw the other party waving his hand:

"I just came to take a look. It's okay, don't worry about me."

Diao Yinan nodded subconsciously.

I thought the producer Xu Xin was here to supervise the work.

But I immediately realized something was wrong.

This... is Director Xu's mine.

His eyes became a little weird.

Xu Xin, on the other hand, stared at the fixed lens divided into equal lines on his monitor and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Soon, as Diao Yinan counted down, footage of the staff rolling down appeared on the monitor.

By the time the wine bottle rolled down the steps and under the conveyor belt, the scene was over.

After Diao Yinan shouted "passed", he thought about it, stood up, turned to Xu Xin and asked:

"Director Xu, take a look...how do you feel?"

Hearing this, Liao Fan was speechless.

I said to myself, brother, you only have a shot of pushing a wine bottle... what do you want people to see?

But what Diao Yinan actually meant was for Xu Xin to watch the clips he took and "check" his homework.

But after Xu Xin heard what he said, he suddenly said:

"Director Diao, have you considered removing a few light bulbs?"

"……ah?"

Diao Yinan was stunned.

Light bulb?

"What Director Xu means is..."

Seeing that he didn't understand, Xu Xin looked around.

Because he stood next to Diao Yinan, others did not dare to come around.

So he whispered:

"Let's do this scene again. I'll ask the workers to remove a few light bulbs for you. I'll turn on the lights for you later and you can see the effect. What do you think?"

"Well……"

Although Diao Yinan didn't know what Director Xu meant, he probably guessed that he had something in mind because he spoke so quietly.

Director Xu is the employer and the producer, so he definitely has the right to speak.

What's more, the coal mine is still owned by others... Production was stopped for two days just for the filming of the scenes by the crew.

For this reason alone, let alone Xu Xin wanting to dismantle the light bulb, just dismantle his bones.

They are really too generous!

So he nodded:

"Then follow Director Xu's idea."

"No, no, no, I'm just suggesting. It's okay. I won't delay everyone. I'll have someone do it, just to see the effect."

Xu Xin's words did not mean any forced intervention.

After waiting for Diao Yinan to nod, he shouted to the captains who were wearing safety helmets and controlling the production:

"Ask the electrician to bring someone over and remove all the light bulbs."

Just kidding... When the eldest son opens his mouth, who dares to delay?

One of the captains immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and started saying:

"Lao Wu Lao Wu!"

"Hey."

"Bring the electrician to the wellhead, hurry up! Run fast! Two minutes!"

So, two minutes later, looking at the dozen or so panting electricians, Diao Yinan and Liao Fan twitched the corners of their mouths...

Xu Xin walked up to a few people and pointed to the trestle:

"Did you see that camera?"

The leader, Lao Wu, gasped and nodded:

"Um!"

"Start counting from the top of the camera. Remove the first one. Keep the second one. The rest are all the way here. Take off all the light bulbs first. Go ahead."

"good!"

Lao Wu didn't ask why, he didn't even take a breath, and started to work with the electricians who looked curious.

One by one, wearing gloves, they stepped on the conveyor belt and began to remove the light bulbs.

At this time, Xu Daqiang, who had finished arranging work, also walked in.

Seeing his son directing the removal of light bulbs, although he didn't understand what he meant, he could guess that they were used for filming movies.

Oh……

Then tear it down.

If my son wants to engage in art, let alone dismantle light bulbs, as long as he doesn’t dismantle the equipment below the mine, he can do whatever he wants above!

He didn't ask, but quietly moved closer to his son.

The idea is also very simple.

He just wants people to know that this is his baby.

In fact... this mine belongs to him. Although he is not the mine director, he is the real "mine director" and the boss. Who among all the people in this mine doesn't know him?

Not to mention Xu Xin.

I grew up in a coal pile.

Xu Daqiang's behavior seemed strange at first glance.

But actually he didn't think much about it at the moment.

I just thought that people must know that he is his father and he is the son.

It doesn’t matter whose mine is mine or who is the boss.

Just to let people know, my son is a director, making movies, and doing art.

This is "Nidi baby"!

Make art!

This was his mentality when approaching his son.

…

Soon, in less than ten minutes, all the light bulbs were disassembled.

Xu Xin shouted:

"Don't move yet. Stand on both sides."

After letting the miners take their places, he shouted to the people next to him:

"Turn on the lights."

The worker pushed the switch open, and from the position where the camera was fixed all the way down, the only solitary light came on.

Xu Xin looked at the effect on the monitor, walked to Diao Yinan and said:

"Director Diao, what do you think?"

"..."

Diao Yinan was speechless.

He... didn't know what to say.

Looking at the picture on the monitor, he still hasn't figured out why he changed it like this.

Although... I have to admit, this lonely light shines on the steps that have a "dark and humid" environment due to the long-term transportation of coal that has been sprayed with water. The dark texture of the accumulated cinders reflects The picture looks better than before...

But it's also limited.

He didn't understand what Xu Xin was doing.

But I was embarrassed to ask.

He seemed a little incompetent.

But the problem is, he really doesn't understand why he shoots like this.

Xu Xin also saw his difficulty.

But this is where he is smart.

Diao Yinan "meditated", it doesn't matter.

He asked Liao Fan next to him:

"Teacher Liao, do you see anything?"

"..."

Liao Fanxin said you are the director, why are you asking me?

But he didn’t have Diao Yinan’s ideological baggage and said with a smile:

"Director Xu, I'm an actor. I can't do the director's job..."

"Ha, it doesn't matter. This is also my understanding of Zhang Zili's character. Let's talk about it, it's like this..."

"..."

Liao Fan was even more speechless.

What?

You want to teach me acting?

But Xu Xin pointed at the picture on the monitor:

"Look, at the beginning of Zhang Zili's story, his wife just divorced him, right?"

Xu Daqiang behind him didn't see the picture on the monitor, so he moved closer now.

The three men stared at Xu Xin.

Seeing his finger on the monitor, he said to Liao Fan:

"Why should I remove the light bulb and turn on the light? In fact, what I want is not the light to enhance the brightness of the picture, but the reflection... On the one hand, it improves the texture of the picture. On the other hand..."

Pointing to the wet steps and the halo reflected by the water marks, he said:

"I just discovered a very interesting thing, which is the rolling route of the wine bottle. The description in the story is: Zhang Zili, who was not in a good mood, kicked the bottle away. That's the description, right?

But have you discovered it? When a wine bottle rolls, it always rolls in the direction of the bottle mouth. Wherever the mouth of the bottle is, that's where it rolls. Finally, rolling in this arc, he fell under the steps.

So... when this picture is combined with the rolling wine bottle, does it become a metaphor for Zhang Zili's life situation?

The life between him and his wife actually only occupies a very small part of his life. And for this part, we use lights as a metaphor.

The rolling wine bottle continues downward along the light reflection. In the beginning, it went in a straight line. But it rolled out of the range of the light, and we can understand that the bright life of Zhang Zili and his wife also ended at this time.

The wine bottle left the light, rolled into the darkness, wandered away from life, and finally broke into pieces.

Where is Zhang Zili? He also divorced his wife, and then a corpse dismemberment case occurred. Then in the shampoo room, his companion was shot and killed by gangsters. He was expelled from the police force and became a security captain who drank all day long...

You see, the wine bottle is Zhang Zili’s life. Ever since he divorced his wife and stepped out of the light, his life has been plunged into the darkness of being unable to move forward forever...

Or let’s put it more fatalistically. From the moment he kicked away the bottle, his life began to spiral out of control...

The metaphor at the beginning of this scene just echoes the entire story. I said this, do you understand? "

"..."

Liao Fanming doesn't understand, not sure yet.

But Diao Yinan understood.

I completely understand why it is necessary to remove the light bulb and leave it in again.

It turns out...that's what it means!

this……

When I first wrote this story, I didn't think so.

I just wanted to show Zhang Zili's inner annoyance through the detail of kicking the bottle.

But... why did such an inconspicuous detail look like this when it came to Director Xu?

I……

I don't mean that!

He glanced at Xu Xin's side face subconsciously.

What's going on in this young man's head?

Is this how he makes movies?

No wonder... the movie can be made so well.

This kind of thinking... is simply invincible!

He was marveling.

Liao Fan was also amazed.

But Xu Daqiang behind the three people was smiling happily.

oops!

What a baby!

This is a baby...

Listen carefully, study carefully, and give it a try!

Let’s take a look at the idea of ​​making artistic babies...

That’s awesome!

Um! OK, OK, OK!

That’s right!

This is called... This is called a tiger father without dog sons!

oops……

The old father's pride at this moment was already written on his face.

If it is true.

…

The electricians returned with the light bulbs and the crew resumed filming.

Soon, the scene was finished.

It's just a fixed shot of a wine bottle rolling, and it has no technical content at all in the eyes of others.

But in the eyes of Diao Yinan and Liao Fan, this scene already had a sense of fate. All of a sudden, the entire level was elevated.

Even Liao Fan still has some unfinished ideas... He always wants to act again, or rather... Director Xu is giving some advice.

Unfortunately, when it was confirmed that the crew had finished filming and was ready to call it a day, Xu Xin and Xu Daqiang went out together.

The boiler is turned off and the radiator is ready to be removed.

Xu Daqiang stood beside his son. He was in a good mood and asked with a smile:

"What do you want to eat tonight? The fire will be out soon. Dad will make it for you. Mutton noodles? Want to eat? It's not too late to make noodles now."

"Eat! I still want to eat potatoes..."

"What else?"

"Hmm... How about it be chop suey noodles today?"

"Okay, do you want to eat more?"

"Hmm... how about making a dry-roasted mutton noodles? Instead of eating mutton noodles, make a dry-roasted mutton and drink offal soup. I won't eat the potatoes either. Otherwise it would be too troublesome..."

"Oh, there's some trouble... Xiaohao, you can get the boiler. You're back."

The old father was in a good mood and decided to use up all his skills today.

It is important to let your son eat well and eat well.

Doing art requires brains.

Mutton should be fattier.

Brain-boosting.

While thinking about it, he found a phone number and called it.

"Hey, old man~ Kill a sheep now... Hey, that bastard needs to be cleaned up! It's really clean~ I'll have someone pick it up later..."

He walks with the wind.

The wind is full of the most refreshing smell.