Xu Haofeng asked everyone to stop working first, and he sat and smoked in the director's studio. He only smoked half a pack without anyone disturbing him.
He is weighing the gains and losses.
The production team has not been in production for a long time. If we really want to make changes, there are not many places that need to be changed. The difficult part is later.
For example, the case of the villa massacre was originally just mentioned briefly and just showed a picture on the TV. According to Ding Xiulai's idea, it needs to be shot in real scenes.
Renting a villa and hiring actors are another expense.
There are also staff salaries, extended rental periods of filming equipment, post-production costs...
This film is a low-budget film. As a new director, there are no investors to invest in him. The current funds are all provided by himself and borrowed from relatives and friends.
To put it bluntly, there is no money.
But when he thought of Ding Xiu's suggestion, he was very moved.
It was freezing cold, and there was a pile of cigarette butts at Xu Haofeng's feet. When everyone couldn't bear it, he got up.
"We're done for today. Ding Xiu will come to my room later."
Everyone understood that this had to be changed, otherwise the work would not be finished and Ding Xiu would not be allowed to go to his room.
The next day.
Early in the morning, Gao Yuanyuan received a new notice that the shooting date had changed and the scene shot on the first day had to be reshot.
To be honest, she wasn't too depressed, and she was a little bit happy. Ding Xiu wouldn't be able to moisturize her in the remake, right?
An hour later, on the set.
Behind the monitor, Xu Haofeng's eyes were red. He didn't sleep all night last night and kept revising the script. He ran home again this morning to raise money and hurried back after finishing the work.
"Junior brother, you have really good taste. This woman is very smooth."
Gao Yuanyuan was held in Ding Xiu's arms. Her thick eyelashes blinked where the camera could not capture it.
I have the heart to want to die.
Still haven't escaped this line.
"I kill you!"
"Clang clang clang!"
"Junior brother, if senior brother said that he didn't touch this woman, would you believe it?"
"Stuck, passed!"
Xu Haofeng was very satisfied with Ding Xiu's performance. This scene was more accurately said to be a reshoot. The only thing that needed to be changed was one line.
As for the man who said he didn't touch the woman, whether his life or her body wasn't touched, it's up to the audience to judge for themselves.
One week later.
"Congratulations to Gao Yuanyuan for filming."
"Thank you, director, thank you all."
In the evening, the crew set up a closing banquet for Gao Yuanyuan, and a total of four people came, Xu Haofeng, Ding Xiu, Wang Baoqiang, and Gao Yuanyuan.
On the table, Xu Haofeng said: "I am short of money and can't put on a big scene, so I can only do this. I will make up for you when the movie becomes popular."
It's not that he doesn't want to invite the whole group to dinner, it's just that he has a weak heart and insufficient balance.
Now he can't wait to break every penny into two cents and use it. In order to save money, he himself plays a supporting role.
"That's good. I'm embarrassed because there are so many people," Gao Yuanyuan said with a smile.
Ding Xiu drank the beer in his glass in one gulp and added another glass: "Director Xu, please hold on tight and don't go to the roadside stall to eat the final banquet when it's my time."
"Hahaha, that can't be done. I'll give you three dishes and one soup."
Picking up the orange juice cup, Gao Yuanyuan said: "Thank you all for taking care of me during this time. Here's a toast to you."
"Director Xu, you have deleted so many of my scenes. I have to make up for the next one. The salary is easy to negotiate and I will give you a discount."
"sure."
In the Lost Martial Arts 2.0 version, the scene in which the female protagonist is raped by the male protagonist is gone, and some other scenes have also been deleted. Gao Yuanyuan's sense of presence has been reduced a lot.
"Ding Xiu, if you have time in the future, bring Baoqiang and come to our school to play with me and treat you to a meal."
"If you promise to introduce some best friends to me, I will consider it."
"It's a beautiful thought. My best friends are all good girls. I can't let you cause trouble. Stay strong and stay away from him in the future. It's easy to be led astray."
"My brother is a good person."
"If he were a good man, there would be no bad guys in the world."
Gao Yuanyuan smiled happily at Ding Xiu's expense. After getting in touch with him these days, she felt that he was still easy to get along with.
He is handsome, has strong martial arts skills, has a free and easy personality, is not coy at all, and has great personal charm.
Except he looks like a scumbag when he smiles, and his lust is obvious.
But this doesn't seem to be a shortcoming. Which man is not perverted? At least he is much better than someone who looks like a gentleman on the surface but is dirty on the inside.
She heard Wang Baoqiang say that Ding Xiu had always paid for the rent of the house they rented, as well as for daily expenses. He was very generous and took good care of him.
Anyone who becomes a brother, a beloved relative, or a friend with him must be blessed through eight lifetimes of cultivation.
While several people were talking and laughing, the closing banquet was very enjoyable. During the banquet, Xu Haofeng insisted on drinking with Ding Xiu. After a few bottles, his face turned red and he started to talk a lot.
"Being a director is so tiring. It's nothing like what I imagined. The budget alone makes me collapse."
"My relatives and friends were so scared that I borrowed money that they cut off contact with each other. Hiccup, I sold the courtyard house at home and raised 500,000...but I don't regret it."
"This is my first time as a director. Thank you all for your tolerance for me. If it weren't for you, I might not have persisted and would have given up halfway."
"Anyway, I'm glad to meet you, a group of dedicated actors, and here's to you."
Picking up the bottle of wine, Xu Haofeng poured it into his mouth. In the blink of an eye, he downed the bottle. Gao Yuanyuan kindly reminded: "Director Xu, drink less. You have to start work tomorrow."
Under the table, Ding Xiu's hand lightly touched her thigh and said in a low voice: "Stop trying to persuade him. He is under great pressure. Let him vent."
Since the film "The Lost Martial Arts" was launched, Xu Haofeng's condition has deteriorated a lot. He is a young man and his hair has grown white.
I smoke two packs of cigarettes a day, and staying up late to work is a common occurrence. If things go on like this, it’s strange that I won’t have any psychological problems.
Gao Yuanyuan stretched out her little hand and pinched Ding Xiu's thigh hard, then gritted her teeth and said, "Speak carefully, why are you touching my leg?"
Ding Xiu: "I..."
It's so pitiful that he really just wanted to remind me and had no other intention.
Why did Gao Yuanyuan regard such a normal behavior as LSP taking advantage?
Is it possible that his character is really that bad?
"I'm not taking advantage."
"Then why don't you touch my hand?"
"That's what you said."
"You're dead, just wait for me."
Wang Baoqiang did not disturb Ding Xiu and Gao Yuanyuan's flirting, but comforted Xu Haofeng.
"Director Xu, if the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come in. Experts say that house prices will drop. When you make money in the future, you can buy back as many courtyard houses as you want."
"You're right, it's only half a million. I'll definitely be able to make it back in the future. I'll make another five million. If it doesn't work in one year, it'll be ten years. Then I'll buy ten courtyard houses."
"Director Xu, you are so ambitious." Ding Xiu retracted his hand covered with nail marks, raised his glass and said, "I'll toast you."
Gao Yuanyuan lowered her head and drank orange juice, ignoring Ding Xiu and the others' nonsense. She studied economics herself and knew something about the market.
It is simply impossible to buy ten courtyard houses with five million in ten years.
The price of some courtyard houses in good areas is almost the same every month.
If the five million in ten years can only buy back the original yard, Xu Haofeng may collapse.