MTL - I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad-Chapter 443 441. Boot (3/1)

   April 1st.

   April Fool's Day.

  Early in the morning, Xu Xin, who was in Yuan'an, received a message from his wife:

   "I'm pregnant."

  As soon as he opened his eyes early in the morning, his blood pressure began to surge upwards.

  Girls...

   Introducing bitches...

   Tremblingly pressed his hand on the screen, he wanted to curse.

  But suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

  This...what if it is true.

  So he quickly called the phone:

   "Doo...Hello?"

  Hearing Yang Mi's movement, Xu Xin hurriedly asked:

"are you serious?"

   "Huh? What?"

   "Just that text message!"

   "...Brother, April Fool's Day!"

   "..."

   "You don't really believe it, do you? You don't believe in yourself, don't you believe in Okamoto 001?"

   "..."

   It's over.

  Extreme blood pressure.

  He is a little dizzy now.

   "Your grandma has a leg!"

  He uttered a curse, and then hung up the phone without giving Yang Mi any chance to refute. He slammed the bed heavily and looked at the ceiling...

   cursed again:

   "Your uncle!"

  Then, he picked up his laptop, turned it on, and logged in to Weibo.

  Because I am always diving and rarely interact with fans, there are only a handful of more than 300,000 fans... More than half of them are black fans. "Director-Xu Xin" posted a Weibo:

   "Who will celebrate April Fool's Day with me in the future, I will let him celebrate Qingming Festival next year! @actor-杨米"

   A few minutes after posting Weibo:

   "??? What are you doing so early in the morning?"

   "How dare you say that? Do you think our bees don't exist?"

   "Should I say it or not, Xu Gou is really a bit inflated."

   "The other side of the couch allows others to sleep soundly! The thought of such a person sleeping next to Mimi makes me bite the sheets!"

   A group of people began to be eccentric.

   Then, after Yang Mi received Aite, she left a message below:

"【Smile】"

  As soon as she left a message, the bees soon caught up with her and replied to her:

   "What's the matter with you and Xu Xin?"

   "Did Xu Xin treat you badly?"

   "When will you get divorced?"

   "Promise me, be nice to yourself."

   Among these messages, Yang Mi chose a person who asked her what was wrong and replied:

   "I sent him an April Fool's text message that I was pregnant, and he guessed that his blood pressure is a bit high right now. Haha~"

  As soon as this explanation came out, normal fans left a message:

   "Don't dare to make a joke like this."

   "You have to know how to protect your body."

   "I can understand the ups and downs."

  This is still a human language.

  It is even more heartbreaking for some people to reply.

   Direct reply:

   "Xu Gou. Where? High blood pressure? Go take a bath and sauna to lower blood pressure."

   "Alcohol is fine."

   "If you can't do it again, you can exercise."

   "Are you dizzy? If so, go up the stairs."

   "Don't bring your mobile phone when you take the stairs, the signal is not good there."

   This is the gangster who wants the dog to die quickly...

  The building is crooked in a mess.

   But any joke can get the greatest relief on this day.

   It's April Fool's Day after all.

   And Xu Xin had already washed his face and brushed his teeth and went out, so he didn't even see this Weibo message.

  Now all the auditions for "The Hawthorn" have passed, or two-thirds of the specially invited actors have come.

  These are the actors in this month's shooting plan.

  The crew has all arrived.

   Ready to start shooting.

  As usual, as the director, he has to hold separate meetings for the crew and actors.

   And just after breakfast at the county hotel, when he was eating buns with a bowl of millet porridge, there was a sound of footsteps.

  He looked up and found that it was the brothers and sisters from the training class.

   "Director Xu, good morning."

   As the class monitor, Fumino greeted first.

  Xu Xin didn't get up, but nodded with a smile:

   "Morning brothers and sisters, have you eaten yet?"

   "Hmm...not yet."

  Hearing what Wen Muye said, Xu Xin nodded:

   "Then let's eat first. After dinner, we have two meetings today. The first meeting is for the crew, and the second meeting is for the actors."

   After talking about the work, several people nodded and went to pick up their meals.

  The county hotels in Yuan'an County belong to the public, and all the facilities are in the taste of the system.

  The table for eating is a standard table for 8 people.

  Some people are quick-witted, like Wen Muye, who came to Xu Xin with a bowl of porridge and steamed stuffed buns, and everyone sat together.

  The people who came later, for example, the dishes in their hands were filled with corn, steamed buns, fried noodles, and pickles... Guo Fan, who really came for breakfast, was behind, so he could only sit on the table next to him.

   But.

   In Xu Xin's view, this kind of thing done for the sake of familiarity is unnecessary.

   It’s like when a college student submits a resume to a company, HR will not look at whether you are a student union member or how much contribution you have made.

   This circle is very realistic.

   In the final analysis, it depends on your own ability.

  Whether it’s for camping or socializing, there’s really no need to be so “social”.

   What's more...Xu Xin didn't intend to speak either.

  Woke up in the morning and was told by my daughter-in-law that I was pregnant and made him a little hypoglycemic, and he was eating happily at the moment.

  After sweeping away the two big meat buns, he was just about to take a breather and have some porridge when Zhang Mo also walked in.

   Not that she just got up.

  She came with a job as an assistant director.

   "Director Xu."

  Seeing that someone else was there, Zhang Mo changed his address by a formulaic name, walked up to Xu Xin, and handed over his notepad:

   "This is today's plan."

  Xu Xin glanced around, then nodded:

   "Well, no problem, it will start in a while."

   After finishing speaking, he put the notepad on the table:

   "Everyone also take a look. This is Zhang Mo, the assistant director of our crew. I won't talk about the responsibilities of the assistant director. You can take a look at the plan."

  Wen Kino took it, and got together with a few classmates next to him to watch it.

  Zhang Mo also knew that these people were graduate students of Beijing Film Academy, so he was not surprised. He just said to Xu Xin:

   "Then there is something that needs your decision."

"What?"

   "In order to ensure the smooth shooting of our filming, the leadership team of Yuan'an County specially dispatched ten police comrades to maintain order on the scene and prevent some spectators from interfering with the filming."

  Hearing this, Xu Xin nodded:

   "Understood. Old... Does Director Zhang know about this?"

   "I don't know yet, I told you first."

  Her words stunned Wen Muye, who had finished reading the filming plan.

   Seems to understand something, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Then... send it as soon as it is sent, it is always a good intention. But you have to reply, just say thank you to the police comrades for your cooperation, and then... you can't let everyone work for nothing. According to the standard of field affairs, one hundred Give subsidies. Then... let's go according to the standard of single-person meal subsidies."

   "Twenty?"

   "Yes. One hundred and two per person."

   "Okay, I see. Then I go to talk to you?"

   "Hmm... have you eaten yet?"

   "Not yet... I'll eat after I'm done."

   "Don't, won't it be cold? Sit down and eat together, eat first, and then make it after eating. You must have breakfast..."

   "I'll eat after I'm done."

  Zhang Mo left in a hurry.

  As for the people at the two tables who heard the conversation between the two, some people were thoughtful, such as Wen Muye.

  Some people didn't think much about it at all, and the two snoring steamed stuffed buns finished half a bowl of porridge.

  For example, Guo Fan.

  …

   Xu Xin finished eating, which means that these people must also finish eating.

  Everyone put down their chopsticks together and walked directly outside the cafeteria.

  While walking, Xu Xin said to them:

"My habit is to keep a distance between the crew and the actors. First, the authority of the director cannot be questioned, but it is not unacceptable. I can raise opinions, but the final decision rests with me. Second, it is also left to the actors. There is room to play. So I hold the meetings of the two sides separately. After all, the division of labor is different."

  He tried his best to tell them some of his thoughts and experiences.

   After arriving at the door of the conference room, he didn't stop, just pushed the door and walked in.

  People behind immediately smell the smoke.

  The meeting room is not big, and the crew with nearly one hundred people sitting in the meeting room is already overcrowded.

   There are even some standing.

  Aged about the same as Wen Muye and the others.

  Obviously, in terms of seniority in this room, Fumino and the others could only stand.

   But no one has an opinion.

  Because everyone's gazes after entering were focused on the person next to the only empty chair in the audience.

  His name is Zhang Yimou.

   People in the Jianghu are called: National Teacher.

  At this moment, the great director is holding a stainless steel water glass, wearing a baseball cap, sitting on a chair and frowning.

  With Xu Xin's advance notice, they understood... Director Zhang was thinking.

   Just curious...

  What is Director Zhang thinking?

  But this doubt disappeared as soon as everyone found their positions and stood up.

  Suppressing the feeling of "meeting a celebrity", they watched Xu Xin come to the empty chair step by step.

   Curious what he would say.

   But in fact, they were delusional.

   This is not a mobilization meeting, and Xu Xin doesn't need to talk about official empty words or formulas.

   "Is everyone here?"

  As soon as Xue Yong said this, Xue Yong nodded:

   "It's all here."

"Okay. Let me tell you something first... The nine people are the interns of our crew this time. Their professional level is not bad. If you need them for anything during this period, you can call their names at any time. Didn't I already send the information to your mailbox?"

   Pointing to Wen Muye and the others finished speaking.

  Everyone took a quick look at these "new recruits".

   Nodding slightly to express understanding.

"Then there is the filming task. Starting tomorrow, it will be Qinglong Village Jingqiu and the youngest child's scenes at the village captain's house, including the film showing part of the night shooting... The captain played by Mr. Li Xuejian used bamboo poles to beat people during the film screening. Keep others out of the camera. Props, how are the preparations going?"

  Deputy art director Li Daming stood up:

"Director Xu, this matter is a bit difficult. Using a stick made of soft plastic can't simulate the feeling of beating someone with a bamboo pole. I also communicated with Mr. Li about this matter... He said that when they were young, they also used sticks to show movies. Bamboo poles, it doesn’t hurt if you hit them lightly.”

   "It doesn't matter if it doesn't hurt."

  Xu Xin shook his head:

   "The group performers for the movie show are all villagers from the village. Teacher Li's body is already weak, and it is already a very risky move to take a long bamboo pole. What if it is a bit strenuous and hurts when it falls on someone?"

  There is a scene in Hawthorn, which is a movie played in the village.

  Jing Qiu and the third child also went to see it.

  The two stood in the darkness outside, and the ambiguous emotions began to rippling.

   During this period, some people would stand up or talk or interrupt everyone watching the movie. The captain would hold a bamboo pole, and when he saw someone disturbing everyone watching the movie, he would hit someone on the shoulder with a bamboo pole.

   Xu Xin thinks this scene is very exciting, like a child in love who is being severely corrected by his parents and teachers, secretly passing a note to make an affair.

  At this moment, Zhang Yimou spoke:

   "Can't you find a thin bamboo pole?"

   Li Daming shook his head:

   "Thin bamboo is changed to whipping. We tried it a few times, and it hurts more than hitting. Because you have to swing... once you swing, it hurts to whip people..."

  Hearing this, Xu Xin looked around...Suddenly pointed at Guo Fan:

   "Can you see him?"

  Guo Fan's mouth twitched.

  Under the eyes of everyone, Xu Xin said:

"The old folks can't fight, so just pick a few young people who fit the image of that era. Young people are active and thorny. Let Teacher Li pay attention to them... Sister Zhang, take him to change clothes later, if If it's appropriate...the young people will pick a few and arrange them at the movie screening site. Let's just settle this matter, and those who play will be subsidized according to the group performance."

  Guo Fan was about to cry.

  What is this?

Shock! Young people were beaten so badly while working in the film crew! ?

   But Xu Xin directly turned to the next topic:

   "Props, have you changed the couplets at the door of the fellow's house?"

   "It's been changed, it's all the couplets from that era, and they've all been made old."

"Well, very good. The most important thing for us to shoot tomorrow is not to destroy every plant and tree in the fellow's house. I don't need to talk about this, right? Especially the crops. The winter rice will mature in more than a month. At the most critical time, don't dare to mess around..."

   Finish all the preparations in detail.

  Xu Xin then turned to Zhang Yimou and asked:

   "Do you have anything to add?"

"No."

  Zhang Yimou shook his head:

   "Let's see the specifics when we go to the scene to shoot."

"okay."

  Looking at the time, Xu Xin nodded:

   "Then let's say, the departure time is 6 o'clock in the morning tomorrow, so don't be late. Then I will take them to the actor meeting now, senior brother, after the meeting, ask Teacher Zhang Li for a fitting."

  Hearing this, everyone looked at Zhang Li who raised her hand and nodded to express their understanding.

   "Well, the meeting is over."

   After finishing speaking, Xu Xin lowered his head and asked Zhang Yimou:

   "Will you follow me to the actor's place?"

   "You can go, you are the director."

   "Hey, I'll go then."

"Um."

  …

  For these people, after the two meetings, the biggest sense is "fast pace".

   There is no meaningless speech, or polite words.

unnecessary.

  As the director, he is the brain and soul of the entire crew.

   Just tell others how to do it.

  Thinking of this, they thought of what Xu Xin said to them in the morning for no reason.

I see…

  Is this the purpose of maintaining the authority of the director?

  Learned, learned.

   But by the way...Liu Yifei is so beautiful...

  …

   April 2nd.

   It is less than 8 o'clock in the morning.

   Qinglong Village.

Because of the arrival of the crew, and the work and rest time in the countryside is always earlier than that in the city, when a hundred or so people from the crew came to the open square in the village and started to assemble the equipment, basically everyone in the village came. Onlookers.

  The village party secretary clearly stipulates that no one can disturb the filming of the crew. This is a death order from the county leaders!

   At the same time, he also said: Everyone is obliged to cooperate with the crew, and we will do whatever they ask us to do.

  Look, this level of ideological awareness is terrifyingly high.

   And just at the north end of the village, a tent has been set up in a wheat drying field specially rented by the crew, which is the make-up area for the actors.

  Xu Xin's director position changes with the change of shooting location.

  The entire production crew operated well under the will of the director, and during the preparations for the opening ceremony, Zhang Yimou stood aside with a walkie-talkie, as if he did not exist.

  He was just watching.

  Don't tell Xu Xin what to shoot.

   I also don’t give pointers to any preparation work that is different from my own shooting habits.

just looking.

  Looking at himself, this disciple is busy.

   And under the busy schedule, the prototype of the crew was pieced together bit by bit.

  At this time, Zhang Mo, who had already assigned all the work with Xue Yong, came to his father.

   "Are you tired?"

  She unfolded the folding stool in her hand, meaning to let her father sit down.

  Zhang Yimou shook his head to indicate no need, unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip of tea and asked:

   "How do you feel these days?"

  Zhang Mo thought for a while and said:

   "I learned a lot. Sometimes I even feel that I don't need to use my brain behind him. I can do whatever he says."

  Zhang Yimou was a little speechless.

   Obviously, this was not his original intention to bring his daughter over.

  But after being speechless, he was relieved:

"Normally, his mind is very delicate, and he likes to set off after everything is fully prepared. What he asks you to do must have gone through his mind and removed a lot of unnecessary things before handing it over to you of."

   After finishing speaking, he watched Xu Xin trotting all the way, carrying a bag of "obediently" towards the opening ceremony, and couldn't help laughing:

   "Ha~ This is really all the local and foreign things."

   "Uh... what?"

   Obviously, Zhang Mo didn't know what the pack of snacks that Xu Xin was carrying was for.

  But Zhang Yimou didn't explain much.

  My daughter has just come out, so I haven't seen much and experienced little.

   Take your time.

   Just pointing at Xu Xin:

   "Go and ask him for a bag and a pen."

   "Uh... ok."

  Zhang Mo quickly ran over and stopped Xu Xin.

  Quickly walked over with a pack of obedient coconut milk **** wrapped in postcards.

   "Are you going to..."

  Zhang Yimou did not explain, but after thinking about it, he wrote on it:

   "I hope Zhang Mo can (obediently) learn a lot of knowledge and grow up quickly."

   "..."

  Seeing what was written on the package, Zhang Mo was speechless:

   "I'm not a child..."

  Hearing this, Zhang Yimou smiled and handed Guaiguai to his daughter:

   "In my eyes, you will always be a child who can't grow up."

"Well…"

   "Okay, go, put this bag on the altar obediently."

   "... put on the altar table???"

  Looked at Zhang Mo's surprised eyes.

  Zhang Yimou nodded with some joy:

"Um."

   Sure enough, you still have a lot to learn.

but…

  Looking at the busy Xu Xin in the distance, the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter.

   You already have a good role model.