MTL - I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad-Chapter 352 350. The full-level boss abuses vegetables and kills chickens

  Chapter 352 350. A full-level boss abuses vegetables and kills chickens

   "Is Mimi doing something tonight?"

   "It's okay, what's the matter?"

   "Is there anyone taking care of it over there?"

   "Yes, my father, my sister-in-law, and my father-in-law and mother-in-law are all here."

   "Ok, tell her, you go back later tonight. I have invited some writers to talk about this book. Come with me~"

  Hearing this, Xu Xin's eyes lit up suddenly:

   "That Yu Hua..."

   "..."

  Zhang Yimou glared at him angrily:

   "Do you think these writers are red in the snow? A lot of them? Whenever you let them come, come when?"

   "Hey, I'm just asking. It's okay, I'll wait."

  Xu Xin gave a dry laugh.

   And just when Zhang Yimou showed helplessness...

   "Then when Yu Hua comes, you have to tell me in advance. I have to dress better..."

   "..."

   That is, getting older.

  Being ten years younger, he had to show Xu Xin why the flowers were so popular.

  However...Xu Xin is obviously not always so skinny:

   "How are you doing with "The Thirteen Beauties of Jinling"? By the way, isn't "Three Guns" scheduled for December 10th? Let's be busy from next month... What about your promotional period?"

"It's too late. When the script comes out and casting starts, I will use your name to use the relationships of those people I have worked with before. First look for it from places like Beijing Film Academy, Chinese Academy of Arts, and Shanghai Film Academy. I can’t find it and continue to dive to the art school. I don’t have to go in person, they just bring the one-minute audition video for me to watch.”

   As he spoke, Zhang Yimou seemed uneasy, and said:

   "Remember, you asked me to help you."

"I see."

  Xu Xin looked tacitly.

but…

   "That said, the momentum of this movie...is really not small. What if it messes up..."

  He smashed his mouth.

   Hearing his words, Zhang Yimou was also silent.

  Because in the final analysis, I asked Xiao Xu to shoot this film.

   Besides, the momentum is so big...

  In case, if it really screwed up...

  He was about to say something.

  Seeing Xu Xin scratching his head:

   "However, theoretically speaking, there is no problem. Love photography... I am a professional. I can handle even Jay Lun, so I am afraid of other people?"

  …

   "Ah Choo!"

  A well-known singer who was drinking tea in Wanwan suddenly sneezed.

  ? ? ?

  He rubbed his nose.

  The weather is a bit cold, hum.

  …

  After dinner at night, before 7 o'clock, Zhang Mo took two fixed cameras from somewhere and stood them in the living room.

  Xu Xin asked puzzledly:

   "Sister Mo, this is..."

   "Record everything everyone talks about."

  Zhang Mo said:

   "I'll think about it later. It's also good to make a behind-the-scenes creation record."

"oh oh."

  Xu Xin nodded.

   Director Zhang's old tradition.

  Since cooperating with Zhang Weiping, it seems to be an old tradition of New Picture Films that every film must have a documentary.

   And now this tradition falls to Zhang Mo.

  Come closer and look at the table where the screen is focused.

   I don't know what Director Zhang meant, or what Zhang Mo meant. The area where the camera was filmed was in the small hall near the garden on the first floor.

   This small hall is not big, with a table and a few modern-style chairs that are somewhat incompatible with the surrounding environment.

   It looks like it was recorded in a three-bedroom apartment in the camera.

  Xu Xin thought for a while and asked:

   "Director Zhang is here to receive guests for a while?"

"right."

"Well…"

  Xu Xin didn't know what to say for a while.

  Should I say careful?

   Or details?

  Turning his head and taking a look at the living room of the villa, which would have looked very large if it appeared in the camera, he felt that he had learned something again.

   And when Zhang Yimou came down from the study, he also knew about today's guest.

  Four people came today, one of whom Xu Xin knew very well.

  Chen Qigang, one of the composers of the song "Starry Sky" played by Lang Lang in the Olympic Games.

   During the Olympic Games, everyone knew each other very well.

   Also serves as a member of the director's core team.

   Needs no introduction.

   But the remaining three made Xu Xin feel the old man's connections.

   Ge Fei, Liu Zhenyun, Yan Lianke.

   Yan Lianke from "Shouhuo".

   Geoffrey of "Jiangnan Trilogy".

   Liu Zhenyun of "Chicken Feather in One Place".

   "Have you read all the books of these three people?"

  Hearing what Zhang Yimou said, Xu Xin nodded:

"Except for "Shouhuo", which I can't stand, I have finished reading "A Place of Chicken Feather", "Mountains and Rivers into a Dream" and "The End of Spring in Jiangnan" of the Jiangnan Trilogy, and I haven't read "Peach Blossom with a Human Face"...Actually, I have read books recently The progress is quite slow. On the one hand, it is the child and Yang Mi, and on the other hand, my thesis is still being written, and I have to be busy with movies, so I don’t see much.”

"Not in a hurry."

  Zhang Yimou seemed very satisfied with Xu Xin's answer, and said:

   "You are still young, read the book slowly."

"Um."

   "They will come over in a while, you can just listen by the side, and I will chat with them."

"OK."

  So, after waiting for about half an hour, Xu Xin met these three outstanding contemporary writers who won the Lu Xun Literature Award, Mao Dun Literature Award, and Lao She Literature Award.

  Actually, to be honest, if Xu Xin were to rank his favorites among these three writers, Gefei would be the first one he likes the most.

  Because Goffey's novels always bring him a kind of... leisurely elegance.

   is different from Yu Hua who likes short sentences and has simple vocabulary. Goffey's book, the gorgeous, accurate and delicate structure between the lines, is very suitable for his appetite.

And through reading, he can feel that the other party's writing habits should be similar to his own film-making habits. He finds a big frame from the heart, sets the tone from beginning to end, and then writes each line in an orderly manner. Extend it to select the best cohesive structure, grab it and put it in the book.

  His book reads very elegantly.

  The one with the most general impression is Liu Zhenyun.

   It's not that he has a business mind while being an excellent writer.

   It's not that he has such an inextricable connection with the Beijing circle.

   It's like what Xu Xin said to Wang Jinghua.

Yanjing literature and art have made an indelible contribution to the entire era after the opening of the Celestial Dynasty. At the same time...that kind of ironic ridicule, after Xu Xin lived in Yanjing and had a deep understanding of the city's cultural heritage, I always feel that there is a sense of déjà vu that is funny.

  He asked himself, he is not a person who talks very little.

   But not many words.

   Friends don’t talk about bragging and farting. In ordinary daily communication, he likes to be straight to the point. Even if I speak "Mandarin", I like to express my views in a simple way.

   But Liu Zhenyun's sarcastic and humorous kind of teasing, he couldn't accept it.

  The book must be a good book.

   But he is really not used to the style.

   After all, not everyone is called "Lao She".

   Of course, then again.

  One's incompatibility cannot deny the excellence of others.

   Liu Zhenyun's book, if you like that kind of ironic style readers, it will definitely be very enjoyable to read.

   After all, some people like "Sherlock Holmes" when they read books, but some people just like "First Close Encounters".

   It's nothing more than different audiences.

  The four of them seemed to have made an appointment and came here together.

  Director Zhang is very familiar with them. When they came to the house, they didn't ask what the two cameras were doing.

   After arriving here, Chen Qigang did not need to introduce, and greeted Xu Xin with a smile. As for the other three, Zhang Yimou pointed at Xu Xin and Zhang Mo:

   "Let the two children follow along."

   Did not introduce Xu Xin.

  But the words have already shown a relationship.

   Xu Xin also politely called "Hello, teacher", glanced at the materials piled on the table, turned around and walked under the coffee table in the living room, and took out two ashtrays.

   Acted as an assistant.

  Zhang Mo wanted to help, but Xu Xin waved at her.

  Then start boiling water next to it.

  By the way, I rummaged through the tea cabinet and found a box of jasmine tea.

  Come to the house to talk about things, it is definitely not the same as the tea house, it is the tea art and the tea ceremony is so elegant.

   Chatting at home is about speaking freely.

   At this time, if he stares at other people's cups, pours tea as soon as he sees that the cup is empty, and boils water as soon as the tea is gone... Then don't listen to others talking about the script.

   Simply apply to be a servant.

   Therefore, jasmine tea that is resistant to brewing and foaming is the first choice, and it is more in line with the taste of Yanjing people.

  The water was boiled, a handful of jasmine tea was thrown into the glass jug, and a cup was taken out.

  After everything was done, Zhang Yimou and the four people also finished their greetings.

   Enter the first sentence of the topic:

   "Have you finished reading all the books? How do you feel?"

"so so."

  Chen Qigang spoke first.

   And his opinion was agreed by three other people.

   "It's really quite ordinary."

   These are the words of Liu Zhenyun.

   "I think there are some problems with this novel."

   These are the words of Yan Lianke.

   Finally, Ge Fei thought about it and said:

"Actually, in terms of genre, it is indeed a novel. But from a literary point of view, I think there are some problems in this book itself. To give the simplest example, it is often a hammer In some chapters, Jingqiu just parted with the third child on the front foot, and there was only one sentence on the back foot. Time passed. For example: After Jingqiu returned to the city, she hadn’t seen the third child for a long time... Then immediately So it turns to the reunion with the third child..."

   "It's very jumpy."

  Liu Zhenyun continued:

"The overall story structure is too simple. And... I think it is a bit like... an online novel. Just "Jing Qiu", a man who likes her when he sees her. The third child likes it, and the child of Captain Zhang's family sees her I also like it. Her classmates like it... Men seem to be in heat anytime and anywhere when they see her."

  Following his words, Yan Lianke also nodded:

"The story is weak on the one hand, and the other is... After reading a book, there must be something besides the beginning and the ending... Whether it is what the author wants to express, or something worthy of our thinking and reflection, at least there must be something that can It is remembered by us. But...after I read the entire book, I will not mention the plot of the story, but just talk about the words, and there are not many descriptions of those dialogues that are particularly important and worthy of my memory and thinking."

   "It doesn't bring us a very intuitive feeling."

   Taking the cigarette from Xu Xin, Chen Qigang held it in his hand, and continued to the frowning Zhang Yimou:

"It said in the book that Jingqiu is a heartthrob. But that's what it said. You have to give us a proof? No, just say that men want to take advantage of her. The relationship between the third child and her is also... give me My feeling is that it doesn't matter if the third child dies or not. If he dies, it doesn't affect anything. If he doesn't die, it doesn't matter to Jing Qiu.

  Because she has a lot of suitors, including some descriptions of lust...I feel a little ridiculous. Back then, you didn’t dare to touch a girl’s **** anymore, you just talked in the same room, and the guy had to have one foot inside the door and one foot outside the door... The limitations of this era, in the I can't see it in the book. "

   "Not enough detail."

  Geffe made a summary.

"Because there are not enough details, the whole story gives me the same feeling as everyone else. Thin and pale. Is Jingqiu a good girl? Not necessarily. Is the third child a good boy?...I don't feel it either. Even a lot of people are kind to Jingqiu I feel baffled by everyone... There must be girls who are cute.

  But looking at the age, when the hat was put on and couldn’t be taken off, those outrageous things... We were still chatting on the way when we first arrived, who would dare to get someone pregnant? That's going to be paraded through the streets and beaten to death with sticks..."

"So, this story feels to me like it's structured in the cool structure of an online novel, but it's still a bit twisted, and it has to lead the story to that era, pursuing a kind of humanistic color in... the pale age, However, the level is not enough, so it feels like we are forced to get together..."

  You talk to me.

   Facing Zhang Yimou, these four writers who have achieved great achievements and are well-known all over the world expressed their views.

  Zhang Yimou listened quietly.

  He is not someone who cannot listen to others.

   And Xu Xin was also listening.

   And also admitted that the appreciation level of these people... including language description ability is really not low.

  Many ideas are basically the same as his.

  Because if the novel "The Hawthorn Tree" is left out of the main story, whether it is from the author's writing level or the story structure...it really looks like it was written by a layman.

   Pretty generic.

  However, listening to the views of these writers, we can also find that most of the contradictions they address are about writing techniques and content.

  But the story is all agreed.

   It's essentially a romance novel.

   Moreover, its story is also adapted from a real person prototype.

   There are not many problems with the storyline.

   After all, this is what really happened.

   When Xu Xin met Amy for the first time, he also talked about the prototype of this story, the woman named "Xiong Yin".

Not to mention the quality of this woman's character, but to say that some of the characters in the story were indeed added or used by Amy herself. The Xiong Yin in the prototype cannot be called the real "lovely" Three Mile Bay".

Again.

  Art comes from life but is higher than life.

   And when Director Zhang called people over, he was definitely not listening to criticism.

  After the shortcomings were mentioned, everyone began to talk about what needs to be paid attention to.

  And these people thought that the script was directed by Zhang...

   It is precisely because of this... The others, Xu Xin, haven't seen it yet, so I don't know what their opinions are.

  But the opinions of these four people are quite unified.

  I think Director Zhang should not make this film.

  Because its structure is too simple.

  Whether it’s a story line or literary.

  Xu Xin listened to them talking a lot, and even Chen Qigang, who knows Director Zhang quite well, shared this opinion.

   "Hawthorn Tree", too simple.

   There is no literary significance to dig out, and it is completely different from his previous works.

  For Director Zhang's status...

   Not necessary.

   And Xu Xin observed the old man's expression... and found that he was dumbfounded.

   It’s like saying “Why do the things I shoot have to be so meaningful?”

   For a moment, he was a little confused.

  Unconsciously, I was thinking... Is Director Zhang coerced by the market?

  Because everyone always has expectations for him.

   And it is a very high expectation.

   It's like a full-level boss with a magical weapon but he just wants to go to Xinshou Village to torture vegetables and kill chickens.

   It is only natural to play well.

   If you can't play well, you will be ruined.

  Famous directors are supposed to make blockbuster films. Commercial films must beat all living beings at the box office, and literary films must surpass their previous works in terms of artistry...or all directors’ works that are not as good as yours.

  As if this is what the old man should do.

  Thinking of this, Xu Xin gradually frowned.

if.

   Now replaced by myself.

  When the people around you and the environment are all expecting you to reach a higher level every step of the way, what will you do?

  The face of riding a tiger is hard to get rid of...

  The highly anticipated fan...

  When faced with all this, how should I choose?

  …

   The four chatted for nearly 3 hours, and the conversation ended.

  From "Director Zhang is not recommended to shoot" at the beginning to "Since Director Zhang decides to shoot, you need to pay attention to the following points XXX"...

   Let alone.

  People are all literati, but in this meeting, Xu Xin didn't see it.

   On the contrary, I received a lot of inspiration.

   And when everyone left, Zhang Yimou didn't ask him what he thought, but just checked the time, and when it was almost 10 o'clock, he said:

   "From the beginning of these few days, I will find many people one after another, just wait for me to contact you."

"okay."

  Xu Xin responded:

   "Then I'm leaving too?"

   "Well, what everyone talked about today, go back and think about it. After the second version of the script is brought back in a few days, we are talking."

"OK."

  With instructions, Xu Xin left Shanshui Wenyuan.

  Back to the confinement center, it was already past ten thirty.

  He smoked a cigarette at the bottom before going up.

  The night wind made him a little cold.

  At this moment, the phone ding-dong.

  Message from Yang Mi:

   "Hurry up and smoke, come up quickly after smoking."

   "...?"

  He froze for a moment, then subconsciously raised his head.

   Sure enough, at the window on the third floor, he saw a familiar figure.

   It's by the window.

   I just don't know how long it has passed.

   And look at that action...she seems to be holding the baby.

   Seeing this, he simply stubbed out the cigarette butt, and took out mineral water, wet tissues, and a bottle of mouthwash from the car.

   Wash your hands first, and then rub your fingers with an alcohol wet tissue to dilute the smell of smoke.

   Finally spit out the mouthwash, took a few deep breaths, made sure that there was no smell of smoke on her body, and walked directly into the confinement center.

   Pushing open the door, he saw his wife who was holding the child and looking at him at the door of the bedroom.

   "Why aren't you sleeping?"

   "I can't sleep, I just want to wait for you. I've been standing for a long time~"

  Yang Mi, who was wearing pajamas, smiled and put Nuan Nuan in her father's arms.

  But Xu Xin shook his head and refused because he had just returned from outside and was still a little cold.

   just asked:

   "Where's our mother?"

   "Already asleep."

   Pouted at the guest bedroom next door, Yang Mi said in a low voice:

   "My dad didn't come tonight."

   "Why did you go?"

   "I drank too much. My daughter won a movie queen... He found an excuse and called his relatives to eat. He was so drunk that he fell asleep at my uncle's house."

   "What about my dad?"

   "Together..."

Um.

  It seems that Comrade Daqiang has entered the "enemy army".

   As he spoke, he took off his coat, touched the T-shirt, and took the little guy out of her arms after making sure it wasn't cold.

   But in the final analysis, father and mother are still incomparable.

  After arriving in Xu Xin's arms, the little guy kicked his legs a little uneasy.

  But it seemed to feel something, and it became quiet again.

   Xu Xin felt relieved and asked;

   "Where's Yangyang?"

   "I'm sleeping on the bed... By the way, I received calls from many people today, including classmates, who said they wanted to come to the confinement center to see me. I rejected them all."

  Rubbing her sore arms, Yang Mi said:

   "But it's not the case to always refuse so much. Let's set up a few more tables when I give out the full moon wine for confinement?"

   "Show it."

"Well, then you have to give me the list of guests who need to be invited into the box. I'll see how to arrange it. Today, my mother and I counted the people from my grandma's house and the people from my grandma's house. Because my dad drank too much, I haven't figured it out yet. But I've finished asking my dad, and about two tables of friends at Yanjing are enough."

   "On my side..."

  Xu Xin thought for a while and said:

"It's nothing more than people from the Olympic Games. If everyone is invited, there will be at least fifteen tables. But there is no need, after all...we have nothing to do with others. And those who can sit in private rooms...are actually those from the core group, two boxes Or a large box is enough, maybe three tables, definitely enough."

   "You have three tables here...do you count your classmates?"

   "It counts."

   "Okay...then I'll make arrangements later..."

   "Well, then it's wedding preparations..."

   "There is no rush. You wait for my body to recover."

"Um."

   The couple picked up these trivial matters of life and chatted for a while, and Nuan Nuan fell asleep completely.

  With a bit of reluctance, Xu Xin put the child in the cradle.

  After a hasty rinse, he burrowed into the bed.

   It's more or less a bit distracted. Mainly... maybe because of the end of the delivery, the wife's hips are now open.

  The body curve of the whole person is really fascinating.

   Especially the waist after the hip bones are opened.

   It is not an exaggeration to use Yingying grip.

   Then there is the curve below the waist, although it is not so fat, but the lines are just right.

  Xu Xin's mouth was parched.

  Unfortunately, I still have to endure it for a while.

  In order to distract attention, Xu Xin took the initiative not to hug her, and the couple lay flat on the bed and chatted.

   It's all about the parents' short stories, inside and outside the circle.

  The topic started from the recent situation of the students, and talked about Baozi and Lin Gou nicknamed "No Brother". Then the two talked about the hot relationship between Yang Ying and Huang Xiaoming recently.

  Yang Ying's attention is indeed getting higher and higher.

  After the ratings of "The Voice" dominated the Saturday prime time, Yang Mi began to invest in her.

  Now the gowns she wears in every issue cost tens of thousands of dollars.

  Good looks, coupled with increasingly handy hosting skills, make her a pretty beautiful scenery in "The Voice", which is not known for "Beauty and Handsome Guys".

   And Yang Mi's next plan is to push her into the fashion circle.

  Because of her mixed race, Yang Ying's facial features were favored by many magazines after her fame rose.

  Don’t worry about whether it’s correct or not.

  At least, her commercial value is being developed a little bit.

"Huang Xiaoming is quite willing to spend resources on her...Two days ago, I just helped her find a movie resource from Xiangjiang. It's called "Happy Events in the Flower Field 2010", which is a Lunar New Year file. Sister Zeng helped her review the script, and I think it should be fine. The pay is not bad, I will start filming after "The Voice" is over."

   "..."

   "Actually, it saves me a lot of worry."

   "..."

  In the dark room, Yang Mi talked to herself, and continued in a rambling manner:

"Juzi told me that she had to make at least six or seven phone calls with Huang Xiaoming almost every day, especially at night, and the calls took a very long time. Then when cleaning the house two days ago, I occasionally saw the baby browsing the website for selling houses ...I was thinking, if you said that if these two people really got together, we would actually be considered a meritorious deed, right?"

   "..."

"…elder brother?"

   "..."

  During the continuous silence, she finally noticed something was wrong.

  Turning his head to look, he saw Xu Xin lying on his back in the bed like a "corpse".

   It was quiet.

Fell asleep?

  tsk...

  She was a little dumbfounded.

   It seems that we were chatting a minute ago, right?

  Why did you fall asleep so fast?

   Speechless, she shook her head slightly, arched into her husband's arms, and closed her eyes.

  The room fell completely silent.

   But the thoughts in her mind are still diverging.

  Think of Yang Ying in the east, and think of Liu Yifei in the west.

   In the south, I thought about Gong Er, and in the north, I thought of DOTA.

  Finally, after thinking about it, people are also confused.

  But just when she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard the sound of a baby crying from inside the cradle, and she didn't know if it was a son or a daughter.

   I don't know if I'm hungry or what.

   But the problem is that she is half asleep and half awake at the moment, and her reactions are a little slow.

   But immediately felt the shaking of the mattress.

  The husband, who was clearly asleep, got up in an instant, came to the cradle, and picked up the crying child in a daze.

   Then Yang Mi, who was belatedly aware, was about to sit up when she heard her lover's gentle voice:

   "Let me coax you, sleep well. If you can't coax me well, I'll give it to you."

"…Um."

  Yang Mi responded, and then took off the pajamas on her upper body.

   This makes breastfeeding easier.

  Even if he fell asleep, as long as he hugged the child into his arms, the two little guys who had cultivated a tacit understanding could find it by themselves.

  Closing her eyes again, she muttered in the solid and reliable sense of security created by her lover:

   "My husband, thank you for your hard work."

   "Well, love you."

  Hearing this, the corner of her mouth subconsciously bent into a crescent, and she was so dazed that she didn't know anything.

  He is there.

   As long as he is there.

  You don’t have to worry about anything.

  This down-to-earth sense of security...

very nice.

  (end of this chapter)