"Wai? Director Zhao? Is there something wrong?"

Han Lan asked the makeup artist to temporarily stop applying makeup and ran out to answer the call from Zhao Chengwen. There was a hint of caution in his eyes.

As expected, Zhao Chengwen's hearty laughter came over the phone: "Hahaha, Han Lan, nothing happened. Congratulations on your popularity overseas again. It's very good, very good. You've made us proud. It's great.

Boy!"

Han Lan deliberately refused to answer the question. After Zhao Chengwen finished his praise, he found that the topic had been discontinued, and the atmosphere became awkward for a while.

However, Jiang is still very old. He has been in this industry for decades. What kind of situation has Zhao Chengwen not encountered? Besides, it was not the first day he met Han Lan. He already knew this kid’s temperament. He smiled.

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"It seems that you have also guessed why I am looking for you. Our Spring Festival Gala this year..."

"Director Zhao, you promised me last year that I would never be asked to attend the Spring Festival Gala this year. You said that even if it is your turn to be the director of the Spring Festival Gala again this year, you will not ask me again!"

"Oh, Han Lan, it's a good thing to attend the Spring Festival Gala. Don't be so resistant."

"I have no objection to attending the Spring Festival Gala. Really, I am very honored to attend the Spring Festival Gala! But I have been attending the Spring Festival Gala for three consecutive years. Why don't you give me a break so that I can have a normal year? What's going on with our family?

As you know, our family has never had a normal reunion dinner since my car accident."

Zhao Chengwen's tone on the other end of the phone was also very helpless: "Han Lan, I really have no choice now, I won't answer the call!"

"No, why are there no jobs every year? Director Zhao, listen to me, can I ask our company to report people to you soon? You believe me, those young people in our family can do it. They need to be popular.

To be popular, you need to be strong and capable.”

"But they can't be the pillars of the platform!"

"When did I become a pillar? Director Zhao, please stop joking, I really don't have that ability!"

"You have it."

"I really don't have one! I really beg you, Director Zhao, it's not easy for our family to have a New Year's Eve dinner... Well, Director Zhao, don't you want a hit show? There are some, I have already given them to you

Ready!"

"You agreed?" Zhao Chengwen said in surprise.

"No! I'm talking about other programs! Do you remember last year's sketch "Selling Kidnapping"? I've written a sequel for you, and it will definitely not be worse than last year's one!"

"Tear~Han Lan, are you trying to kill Teacher Cao? This Teacher Cao really can't go on stage again!"

"Director Zhao, please don't criticize me like this! I didn't say that he had to be on stage! Why don't you change the actor? Let him be his apprentice. Anyway, I will ask my assistant to send you the script in a while. I can only help you this year.

You are here."

"Oh~ ok, ok, then you can send me the script, and the two groups in your company, are you going to prepare some high-quality, high-profile programs that are suitable for the occasion?"

"I know, I will arrange it."

"Yeah, let's do it for now. You can think about it later. Call me anytime you want, Han Lan. As long as I am still the director of the Spring Festival Gala, the door to the Spring Festival Gala will always be open to you!"

"Thank you, Director Zhao!"

Zhao Chengwen nodded with satisfaction and hung up the phone.

Han Lan sighed silently, returned to the makeup studio, handed her phone to Fang Qiaorui, who was standing aside, and told her to send the script to Zhao Chengwen, and then asked the makeup artist to continue touching up her makeup.

Han Lan has just returned from Siberia, and her skin tone has been tanned a lot. But it fits the character of the current movie, and the makeup artist has much less trouble when applying makeup.

"Blade Rescue 3" continues the plot settings of the previous two works. The main battlefield has been moved from Africa back to China, and it is about border counter-terrorism. The most important fight scenes and firefights are all on the plateau, which is exciting and natural.

It was wonderful, but the filming was very difficult, even more difficult than filming in Africa before.

The oxygen on the plateau is thin, and various strenuous movements often occur during filming scenes and gun battles, which is a challenge for both the actors and the crew.

Many people suffered from altitude sickness when they first came up, making it difficult for them to carry out daily activities, let alone take pictures, and all of them had to take drugs to survive.

Fortunately, I am gradually getting used to it now.

Then after the filming here is completed, we have to move to Tianshan Mountain for filming, and there is still a big decisive battle to be filmed over there.

…

…

The sky is getting dark.

After a busy day, the crew also returned to the B&B to rest.

The living conditions are definitely quite difficult. There are no hotels near the shooting location, let alone a star-rated hotel. It’s great to find such a B&B.

Fortunately, Han Lan is not a busybody. In fact, he has experienced staying in B&Bs and even tents for outdoor shooting. And no matter how bad the conditions are, they are still more comfortable than when he was in Siberia, right?

The logistics department of the crew bought three sheep from the herdsmen and roasted them, and gave them an extra meal in the evening. After all, it is not easy for everyone to film on the plateau. Eating better is helpful to improve morale.

The sheep have been roasting very early, and we can have dinner when the crew comes back and sit down for a while. This logistics department is still very good.

Of course, the main reason is that the crew has sufficient funds.

Yang Jie himself had an initial investment of 130 million, which when added to his own salary was equivalent to 150 million; while Tomahawk Entertainment invested another 100 million, plus Han Lan's salary, the total was 120 million.

The total investment is 270 million, which is undoubtedly a large sum for a military action film.

"Brother Han, would you like a piece of hind leg meat?" Yang Jie greeted enthusiastically.

"Okay, thank you." Han Lan smiled and took the lamb shank from him on the plate.

"Brother Han, are you worried? You used to be the first to get food, haha, why aren't you active now?" Yang Jie joked.

"It's okay, I'm a little uncomfortable coming to the plateau." Han Lan responded casually.

Yang Jie nodded: "Indeed, my appetite was not good when I first came here and I couldn't eat anything."

At this time, Han Lan's phone rang.

It was Han Yiping who called. Han Lan quickly put down the roast lamb and ran outside to answer the phone.

…

"Crooked? Er smash? Are you back? I watched the game, awesome, he is indeed a man from our old Han family! But let's not participate in this kind of game next time, even the brown bear came out, there is no safety guarantee at all

No……"

Han Yiping's iconic "cheap" voice came from the other end of the phone.

Han Lan smiled: "I know, dad, I'm filming on the plateau now. Are you still in Yanjing?"

"Yeah, I'm having a meeting here, and I'll be back to Lin'an next week. Do you have anything to eat on the plateau?"

"Don't worry, Dad, the crew's logistics are from our company, and the food here will definitely not be too bad. Tonight we are eating roasted whole lamb. Don't tell me, the lamb here really tastes good. Wipe it.

A little hot sauce, the taste is incredible..."

"Hahaha, you brat. Okay, just don't starve yourself. I just called you to tell you."

"Yeah. By the way, dad, I turned down the Spring Festival Gala this year."

"Oh, okay, I understand. Let's do this for now. I have some things to do here. You go and eat the roasted whole lamb. I'll fly one back to you next week."

"Hahaha, yes!"

Han Lan smiled and hung up the phone with Han Yiping, and the smile gradually disappeared.
Chapter completed!