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Chapter 78: The afterglow has not disappeared

 Feng Dapao was on the set and watched for a whole day. Until Fang Yi finished shooting the film, he mentally estimated the finished film.

He expected that this would probably be an excellent short film.

It means that the scene where Feng Dapao knelt down will be remembered in history.

So he asked Fang Yi to plead for mercy. In the process, he tried to avoid looking directly at Fang Yi, "Director Fang, the Feng comedy segment I performed..."

Fang Yi said, "Ah, you said that, of course I stayed. Director Feng, it is a stroke of genius. The film is made by nature, and the wonderful legs are accidentally obtained."

Feng Dapao made a sad face, "Director Fang, I think there is something wrong with the performance, and I may need to challenge it again."

"——The performance is no problem, Director Feng. You are not only a director, but also an excellent actor." Fang Yi extended his thumbs up sincerely. "As for directors and actors, all directors and actors can excel in just a few minutes. Except for Feng

Director, who else?"

After that, Fang Yi imitated a sentence to the crew members who were watching, "Who else?"

——In "Kung Fu" released in 2005, Director Feng played a guest role as a gangster. "Who else" is the character's classic line.

Cast members perform a routine applause session.

This is not the first time that Feng Dapao has become an actor. As early as 1994, in director Jiang Wen's debut film "Sunny Days", Feng Dapao played a serious but slow teacher. His lines are also very classic, "Who is this?"

Did it? What does this mean?"

Feng Dapao still insisted.

Fang Yi had no choice but to make an exception and bring Feng Dapao to watch the footage he had shot.

After all, Feng himself is a top commercial film director in China. Although he was accidentally suppressed when he came to this set, Fang Yi could not go too far.

In the film, a luxurious Bentley Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the camera, and a driver wearing white gloves got out. He was polite and put his hand on the handle. In post-production, relevant music must be added to make the tone even better.

high.

The vaguely recorded calls of "Director Feng!" "Director Feng!" made people's hearts swell even more.

Then.

Business giant Feng Dapao appeared in real life. He smiled confidently and put his hands behind his back. He was very domineering, but with a "pop", he knelt on the cement floor.

The most irritating thing is that his blank and domineering smile is still on his face.

——The effect is great.

Feng Dapao couldn't help but laugh out loud. Then, thinking that he was the one in the film, his laughter turned into tears.

Revisiting the classic, Fang Yi couldn't stand it any longer and pursed his lips into a slit, "Director Feng, thanks to your magic touch, we can get a classic. Even if this film is forgotten, this clip will not be forgotten."

"

After that, he called on everyone to cheer for Director Feng.

The applause was like thunder.

Director Feng felt the cheers around him and bared his teeth. His bitter face was filled with a hint of joy.

In fact, the roles that Feng Da Pao currently plays are basically comic clowns, and he has played in one or two movies. If you say that he is particularly repulsive, that's not to say that he is too bad. He just needs time to accept it.

Feng likes to be praised by others. As long as he is praised by others, he feels comfortable.

When Fang Yi saw Feng Dapao, he was deceived and stopped talking about editing the film. He announced that he was going to work part-time and pack his things.

He himself also removed his makeup and quickly returned to his original appearance.

When he came out, he found that Feng Dapao was still waiting for him. The special makeup took a long time to remove, which meant that Feng Dapao had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Director Feng, what else do you have to say that you haven't finished explaining?"

But Feng Dapao hissed, looked at Fang Yi from beginning to end, and sighed, "You look so upright!"

And it uses very exaggerated Beijing movies.

Fang Yi waved his hand, "Director Feng, you have given me the compliment."

Feng Dapao wanted to hold his hand, but he stretched it out. Like a simple old farmer, he pulled it back and rubbed it on his clothes, then stretched it out and said, "Director Fang, I'll see you off."

Step aside and show off your Bentley Flying Spur.

"Director Feng is so enthusiastic?"

Feng grinned, "It's beautiful. It cost more than four million. I just bought it."

"Oh my god, it's more than four million! Director Feng must have made a lot of money."

Feng Geng grinned, "Haha...ah haha...it's just a joke...come up and sit down first."

——That night, Feng Dapao returned to his hometown in the capital. When his wife Xu Fan saw him, the first thing she said was, "Old Feng, I heard that you are a sharp-tongued person but a tofu-hearted person. You are very kind to newcomers and are willing to kneel down to help them become famous."

Ah, what's going on with you, how did you change your temper..."

Feng Dapao grinned, "That newcomer is not an ordinary newcomer."

"What's the meaning."

"It's a good shot and a good story, but I don't know why. When he puts on makeup, he looks so much like the richest man that I can't refuse; when he takes off his makeup, he looks too upright and what he says is reasonable, but still not

It’s so hard to say no.”

Xu Fan said, "There's still a difference between being helpless and being bad, so why didn't you refuse the latter one when it was hard to refuse?"

Feng Dapao sighed, "Because it was really well shot... When the film is released, it should be another classic..." When he said this, his expression turned joyful, and his thin body twisted on the sofa, "I am Feng Dapao,

Not only is the director good, I tell them now, I am also good at acting, but I generally don’t want to act.”

Xu Fan was too lazy to be polite with him, "I know, our director Feng is the best in the world... You are like Hitchcock, who acted and directed, but they are not as good as you. China, you are number one, okay?

."

"Isn't that right?"

This evening.

Director Feng was still thinking about his scene, his heart was racing, and he couldn't sleep. When he was young, he had licked too many people and was always a nobody. Now that he has achieved a little bit, he can no longer tolerate others ignoring him.

But today, his acting skills exploded. He felt that he was so deeply involved in the drama that he couldn't help but kneel down and create a classic.

I'm so awesome!

Why am I so awesome!

Feng came to the toilet, closed the door, and knelt down in front of the mirror.

Watch your movements carefully.

He kept recalling the feeling of applause surrounding him.

Movies are made by nature, but wonderful legs come by chance.

Whenever his knees touch the ground, there is a crisp sound: "Pop!"

classic!

"Director Feng! Director Feng!"

Ah! Even the lowlifes in prison like my movies! Even Fang Yi, who doesn’t seem to watch domestic movies, would praise me for my awesomeness.

Director Feng's home is full of voice-activated lights, which are relatively sensitive and only require a light "pop" to turn on the electricity.

This was installed by his wife Xu Fan. The reason is that since Feng Dapao became Director Feng, there were so many female animals that came close to him that Xu Fan couldn't catch them.

For the sake of harmony between husband and wife, sometimes they just turn a blind eye or close one eye and pretend not to see it.

The voice-activated light is the secret code of the two of them. Sometimes when I come back, I accidentally see the light in the bedroom flashing. Okay, don't go in and expose it, otherwise the situation will get messed up.

But that night, it was very strange. The light was in the toilet of Director Feng's house. The light kept flashing at a rhythm of about once every ten seconds. It lasted for a long time and finally stopped.

Director Feng thoroughly recollected the aftertaste in his heart, just like cooking a pack of cheap instant noodles. He had to squeeze the sauce pack along the edge with his fingernails until no trace was left. Then he fell asleep with satisfaction. His thighs felt unnaturally light because of the soreness.

Twitch lightly.

He had a good dream. In the dream, he was a world-famous director from the beginning. So much so that he and his friends went to visit the richest man. Although he had to hold back his urine, he did not need to leave the "boss' territory" and had the confidence to work anywhere.

Pee unbridled anywhere at any time.

Sure enough, a familiar and real heat flowed out across time and space after twenty years.

Director Feng woke up with a start and was embarrassed to change his pants, but somehow, even though he peed in his dream, he was still a little proud.


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