MTL - Non-famous Actor-~ Eleven, Scene 1

Regarding the movie script of "My Father and Mother", although Sun Hao had some thoughts in his heart, he didn't say anything because it didn't fit his life plan.

Marry a beautiful daughter-in-law, give birth to two lovely children, and then be a happy salted fish... Isn't this kind of beautiful life delicious? !

Thinking of this, Sun Hao's heart was filled with energy, he waved goodbye to screenwriter teacher Bao Shi, and rushed back to his room to write a letter.

Of course, when passing by the downstairs restaurant, Sun Hao did not forget to bring a few big buns stuffed with mutton.

…

next day, early morning

Sun Hao, who was wearing a jersey and shorts, came back from a run. As soon as he went up to the second floor, he saw the door of his room was open. A young man with square glasses and a bald head was standing in the room to pack his things.

"Are you Director Xie Dong?" Sun Hao asked tentatively after entering the door.

"Oh, yes, you are Sun Hao, right?"

Bald Piao spoke sharply, and stretched out his hand to Sun Hao with a smile.

"I listened to the director on the phone, you may be his biggest discovery in recent years!"

"Uh..." Sun Hao was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then hastily waved his hands and said modestly: "Don't dare to be, dare not be, it's definitely the director's praise."

"Sun Hao, you are wrong!

I have followed the director for a long time, and he basically just said what he said, never exaggerating or lying, so when he said that your acting skills are good, your acting skills are good! "

Well…

Sun Hao was a little confused!

Is this dude good at chatting?

You can kill the sky as soon as you export it...

"Okay, don't be dumbfounded!

Change your clothes, hurry up and go to the downstairs restaurant for dinner, today is basically your show from morning till night. Patting Sun Hao on the shoulder, Xie Dong has already begun to exercise his right as the first assistant director of the crew.

"Eh..., that's not right, Director Xie Dong!" Sun Hao, who was about to wash off in the bathroom on the second floor, raised a question, "I saw the director's shooting plan yesterday, and today should be shooting Zhao Di hugging her." The scene of dumplings chasing a carriage all over the mountains and plains is right."

"changed!

This month, Mr. Li Bin, who plays the role of an elderly mother, only has one week to spare, so let's hurry up and finish filming the early scenes of you and her. "

"oh…"

Sun Hao agreed, and ran to the bathroom in a hurry. Although he was not happy about filming for the first time, he couldn't be late, because this is the principle of his own life!

However, when Sun Hao returned to the room, he was a little puzzled. At this moment, the bald man was still sitting on his bed with a godlike attitude, and he didn't have any intention of going to have breakfast.

Doesn't he have to work today?

You must know that the day before yesterday, even after a long-distance bus ride overnight, the director Zhang Yimou was still in good spirits directing the crew to work.

Just wondering, the bald man opened his mouth, pointed to the huge envelope on the table, and said with a smile:

"Sun Hao, a letter to your girlfriend?"

"Not really, the main reason is that I haven't caught up with her yet!"

"Haha, no wonder the letter is so thick?" Bald Piao reached out and weighed the big envelope that had already been sealed, "Do you want me to post it for you?

The director's stomach is not good, and I happened to go to the town to help him buy medicine. "

"Okay!"

Sun Hao didn't doubt that he was there, took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it over, "Director Xie Dong, please send me an express mail. My girlfriend's name and the address of our school are on the envelope."

…

It's eight o'clock in the morning and the sun is shining brightly

A black Cherokee parked quietly on the dirt road near Donggou Village, and there were five people standing beside the Cherokee, and the man in the middle in the red jacket was gesturing and speaking.

"Hou Yong, when the car is coming from there, you have to take a long shot for me. The longer the shot, the better. It's best that the car can form a point in the shot, and then gradually zoom in."

"OK, no problem, director!"

"Tong Lei, wait a minute, you are sitting in the back of the car with a camera on your shoulders, focusing on taking pictures of Sun Hao's side face. And you, Xiaoma, sit in the passenger seat and use another camera to capture Sun Hao's expression, Remember to keep your hands steady."

"Yes, director!"

After explaining, seeing that the three photographers understood what he meant, Zhang Yimou turned his head to Sun Hao.

"Sun Hao, tell me, what do you think of the first scene you will be filming?"

"Director, shouldn't you tell me about the play first?" Sun Hao didn't understand.

Zhang Ziyi and so on, before filming, you taught me hand in hand, why did you become a sheep herder when you came to me?

"Sun Hao, tell me what you think first, and then I will help you find the shortcomings."

"Um…"

Since the director said so, Sun Hao could only speak first.

"Director, why don't we shoot first?"

"..."

Zhang Yimou's eyes widened!

After filming for so many years, no domestic actor dares to play big names on him. Even Jiang Wen, who is **** all day long, has different suggestions on filming, but he honestly raises his hand to speak.

Why does this kid in front of him dare to play tricks in front of his eyes?

Let him talk, he said to shoot first!

or?

Guard these photographers and scold this kid, let him know that the pot is made of iron?

However, just as Zhang Yimou was thinking, he suddenly saw Sun Hao smiling and said:

"Director, as the saying goes, there are 1,000 Hamlets in the eyes of 1,000 people. Even if I express my thoughts now, it may not be to your liking. Otherwise, you can let me act out according to my own understanding. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

If there is something inappropriate, can you guide me? "

"okay!"

Now that this point has been said, Zhang Yimou can only agree, after all, a great director must have the pattern and mind of a great director.

Seeing Zhang Yimou nodding, Sun Hao straightened his clothes and cotton cap, opened the door and boarded the black Cherokee.

When the two young photographers carried the camera and got into the car, the notes began to be played.

"!"

A black Cherokee drives down the road, kicking up clouds of dust.

The car was very quiet, and the roar of the engine could be vaguely heard.

Sun Hao was sitting in the back row, looking forward to the way home, but his thoughts were far away...

It was the winter of 2008, and the weather in eastern Henan was dry and cold. In a small town called Chenji, I had just spotted a new prey—the fat-headed and big-eared Mayor Fu!

But before he could start, the sad news of his father's death came from his hometown 100 kilometers away.

And before closing his eyes, his father asked his eldest brother to send a message:

[Xiao Er, I don’t know what law you committed outside, but Dad knows you are a good person, otherwise Dad would not have received so many letters from poor students in Northwest every year for so many years...

But Dad knows that you are a good person, but the police don't know. There are many policemen who even stand guard near our house, hoping to catch you.

So my child, please don't come back when Dad is leaving.

From now on, find a place where no one knows you, and live a peaceful life! 】

…

After receiving the message, I bought a two-meter-long hemp rope from Chenji Town and tied it around my waist without any hesitation, and drove all the way west!