The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

In the evening, Ran Feifei and Zhuo Qing'er also came to eat, and there were a lot of people. So Yang Dongxu didn't let Aunt Hua get busy with cooking, so he called Yang's banquet and booked a table and came back.

After dark, Yanjing City is brightly lit, becoming a city that never sleeps in the true sense, and the alleys outside are relatively quiet. After all, although street lights are installed, the alleys of high-walled courtyards are not suitable places for tourists to take pictures at night.

At this time, tourists mostly concentrate on Wangfujing and Daqianmen, or simply go shopping and watching movies in Guomao and other places, or go to the bars in Houhai and Sanlitun is the best choice.

However, the number of tourists decreased and there was no silence for a while, and the outside became chaotic again.

"What's going on?" Yang Dongxu asked.

"There seems to be an unfinished scene over there, and horses are needed for the props, and a few horses were transported over there by truck." Wu Sheng said.

Yang Dongxu raised his eyebrows. Now Marco is wearing horseshoes, and the sound of the horseshoes colliding with some bluestone slabs in the alley is quite loud.

"How long will it take?"

"I don't know, the street office didn't say anything."

"It's really nothing to look for." Yang Dongxu snorted.

You said that there are tourists during the day and it’s okay for you to film with them. The people who live here are all in deep houses, so you can be a little bit patient and don’t care about things outside the wall.

But in the middle of the night, if you get some horses to come over and toss, it's a bit suspected of courting death. It is true that there are too many people riding horses during the day, so it is not easy to film for fear of hurting people.

But if the sound of horseshoes at night offends those who live here, these people will not be able to afford it.

While the two were talking, there was a loud noise outside, and Yang Dongxu and Wu Sheng walked outside.

"What's going on?" When he came to the front yard, he saw that it was Aunt Hua who was arguing with someone again and Yang Dongxu walked two steps quickly.

"They want to block a section of the road here and talk about horse racing and filming for a while. I said that our house will have guests later and let them go over there. They said that everything is arranged and they don't want to move." Aunt Hua said.

"You are the owner of the house, right? I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, please bear with me if there is any interruption here, just a few minutes of a few horses running past here, it will be fine in a while, really in a while. "

A director with ear-length hair who didn't know the script in his hands and was rolled into a paper tube clasped his hands together, and said while apologizing.

Yang Dongxu glanced at him, then at the camera on the opposite side, turned around and looked at the gate of his own house, "The images of our gate will be deleted."

"This." The man was stunned for a moment before reacting, "Blur, I can guarantee that the lens will be blurred."

In fact, the scene selection for the horse race was not on this side, but on the other side.

But Yang Dongxu's side opened the gate because there were guests at night, and when the big courtyard was being repaired, no matter whether it was the outer wall or the gate.

They were all found by old craftsmen, and they were repaired according to the original door and wall bricks. In addition, the door plaque with the word "Yang's Mansion" written on the forehead was made of solid sandalwood.

Not to mention the lions at the door, the threshold, and the materials used for the eaves of the gate. In short, even if it is placed in this big courtyard.

Yang Dongxu’s large courtyard house does not need to go inside, just looking at the gate feels very imposing, without any exaggeration, the sense of antique and historical precipitation rushes to the face.

In addition, the gate is now open to welcome guests and there are lights. If the horse runs from here, the camera will be drawn into the yard again. There is no need to enter the yard to shoot the real thing. This gate alone can fully render what the camera needs. Yes, the absolute sense of sight of a luxury businessman in the Republic of China with a deep mansion.

So when the last scene was shot just now, the director fell in love with this place at first sight. If he didn't know that the people who live in such a courtyard house can't afford to suffer, he would have come to ask in person whether this courtyard house can be used inside. Take a few shots yourself.

Although rationally, he still held back the idea of ​​going in to negotiate and shoot a few shots, but the director was itching to not include such an imposing door in his shots.

So I decided to shoot the scene of the horse race here. It should be fine if I don’t go in and rub against a gate, right?

Who ever came out of the main house of the big courtyard, realized this problem at a glance, and directly raised it.

But he didn't take it to heart, because the tycoon in the Republic of China was not named Yang in the script, so it was fine to change Yang's mansion to Li's mansion with the surname of the rich man during post-production.

As for the gates that are exactly the same, the surnames on the foreheads are different, so naturally it is not the gate of your house, so there is nothing to argue about.

Yang Dongxu glanced at the director, and the other party's heart suddenly jumped, as if the little Jiujiu in his heart was seen through by the other party at a glance.

"What are you doing? We're filming here and no one is allowed to enter. Go to the front? I told you that the filming is in progress and you wait a moment." The theater manager not far away saw someone walking this way and hurried forward to stop him.

The director negotiated with the owner of the house, and they are about to let the riders come over. How can they let them go at this time.

"Let them pack up and take pictures elsewhere." Yang Dongxu frowned.

Then he walked quickly up and down the steps of the gate.

Because the people stopped by the drama management were none other than Wei Fei and Bai Feng.

"What's this for? Visit me to show me off?" Bai Feng asked with a smile.

Wei Fei is holding his son Wei Heng in his arms. Wei Heng is one year younger than Wen Chen and has just started kindergarten this summer.

Children of this age are not honest, so even though he was hugged by his father, Wei Heng looked at the horse next to him, and the imaginary lights that were on next to him.

In the alley with poor lighting at night, I suddenly saw these people, and I didn't feel any danger when I was hugged by my father, so the little guy was very curious.

"Filmers, we are preparing for a horse race here." Yang Dongxu said with a smile.

"Your company's show?" Bai Feng asked.

"I don't know." Yang Dongxu shook his head.

"Who is so capable?" Bai Feng looked curiously at the crew behind Yang Dongxu, to see who was so arrogant that he sealed the gate of the Yang family for filming.

Wei Fei, who was holding his son in his arms, couldn't stop laughing, and bumped his wife with his shoulder with a suppressed smile, telling her to calm down.

Although there are not many scenes of Yang Dongxu making embarrassments, but today is a visit to the house, so the smile on his face is not so obvious.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't know it was your guest." The director of the crew hurried over, glared hard at the director who blocked people just now, and then said while apologizing: "That boss, look at your guest here Arrived. Everything is in place on my side, just ten minutes, send a camera in ten minutes and I will leave.”

Yang Dongxu glanced at him without saying a word, then carried Wei Fei and Bai Feng into the door.

"Wenchen, Wei Heng from your Uncle Wei's house is here, come out and play with him." Yang Dongxu shouted into the yard after entering the door.

The director who wanted to say something was blocked by Wu Sheng.

"Clean up and go over there to film." Wu Sheng said expressionlessly.

"Just ten minutes, really only ten minutes." The director continued to beg.

"When the street office notified before, it said that you will take pictures in another alley, and you have already crossed the border here." Wu Sheng continued to say expressionlessly.

Although Yang Dongxu doesn't live here often now, the head of the street office is still very clear about the presence of such a great god in his jurisdiction.

So when I came to inform yesterday, I said it in detail. I said that the construction on the north side would end in a few days at most, and that the crew filming on the other side would not affect the traffic here, etc.

"This." The director's face froze. He took a fancy to this grand gate, and it was indeed crossing the line to shoot here. The previously agreed filming location was indeed not here.

At this time, a dazzling light shone over, and then the roar of a sports car engine sounded.

In such a closed environment like a hutong, the roar of a sports car engine can blow up the street with full effect.

The high beams were on just like that, a young man got out of the car with an impatient voice on his face, "Is the filming done? Didn't it just take a few minutes?"

"Mr. Lu is here, that's good, that's good, it's just one shot, why don't you come and guide me yourself?" The director ran over doggy and kept nodding and bowing.

Lu Pengcheng was stunned for a moment, looked around the scene, his impatient expression turned into a more interested expression, "I really haven't played this one before. I'll try it out, should I say "start" and "ka" after that?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Lu is like this. After a while, the horse is ready to run, and you start to run when you shout, and then"

"Please go over there to shoot." Wu Sheng interrupted the director who was licking hard.

"Who are you?" Lu Pengcheng frowned.

The director hurriedly explained the matter without embellishing it. However, I have always emphasized that I only shoot for ten minutes, and it is very interesting to go through one shot.

Although the words seem very apologetic, I am sorry to disturb the residents here.

But the meaning behind the words sounds, no matter how it sounds, it is because this family does not allow filming here, it is because this family is too stingy.

"Group one and group two come here." Wu Sheng was too lazy to talk nonsense, pressed the microphone on his ear, and spoke into the neckline microphone.

Originally, Mr. Lu came, and the director, who seemed to feel confident, shrank his head suddenly.

Because Wu Sheng had just finished speaking, when he rushed out from the side yard and behind the gate, there were many big men who were not easy to mess with at first sight.

"Hey, which big man lives here, such a big battle?" He was scared, but Lu Pengcheng felt very interesting.

He looked up and looked at the word "Yang's Mansion" on the gate of the courtyard. He didn't hear that there was a big family named Yang living here in Sijiu City.

So he approached Wu Sheng's face with a foolish look.

Wu Sheng didn't even bother to pick his eyelids, "Go over there."

"You boy" was furious at Lu Pengcheng for ignoring Wu Sheng.

But before he came up to touch Wu Sheng's chest to speak, the other bodyguards who got the order pushed him away, and then pulled the wall of people to push him to the other side.

"My NM" Lu Pengcheng was furious and directly punched.

boom!

As a result, as soon as he made a move here, he was kicked down by the bodyguard pulling the wall. The bodyguard made a sudden move, and it was so clean and tidy, so that the crew who were frightened by the bodyguard's momentum, a woman screamed in fright .