When bidding farewell to the police officers at the police station, Han Fei and the other three gave them woolen gloves that they had prepared in advance as gifts. Although woolen gloves were not as effective as leather gloves in protecting against cold, they were more flexible and the front ends of the fingers could be lifted up to expose the fingers at any time for their convenience. action.
"I hope to see your work on TV one day." The middle-aged policeman hugged Han Fei and the three of them one by one.
Jia Yougan patted his chest and said, "That's necessary!"
"Our movie is finished!" Returning to Xie Buchen's house, Jia Youqian raised his glass and shouted.
Han Fei and Xie Buchen couldn't hide the excitement on their faces. They drank the wine and refilled it. It was another sleepless night. Even though it was New Year's Eve, they didn't feel lonely at all, even though they had experienced it many times. Xie Buchen, who has finished filming, has never felt like he does today. That sense of accomplishment is unimaginable to outsiders.
"Hey, you can't finish this film by yourself even if school starts, right?" Han Fei pushed Jia You to do it.
Before shooting, who would have thought that they would actually shoot three 500g memory cards, and it took nearly two hundred hours to put these materials together.
Jia Yougan made a sad face: "I have to finish it even if I can't finish it."
"How about we divide the work and cooperate? I am still good at simple video editing." Han Fei mentioned cautiously.
In fact, this suggestion is considered a taboo topic in the film and television industry, because directors have deep feelings for the films they shoot. Even if the film is a piece of shit, it is still shit with its own smell. No director is willing to let others interfere.
Editing is an art and a reflection of the director's own style. Directors will guard the right to edit like a lion guarding their territory. Any offense will be regarded as a provocation.
"Damn, I told you earlier, then I'll cut the first half, you cut the second half, and each of us will cut out a twenty-eight-minute film, trying to compress the length to one hour." Jia Yougan patted his thigh.
"Ah?" Han Fei was stunned.
Seeing his confused look, Jia Yougan hit him on the shoulder: "Why are you looking at me like this? This film was made by us together, and it is everyone's work. Do I seem to be the kind of person who is unloyal?"
Xie Buchen shrugged: "I can't help with this."
The next day, Xie Buchen sent Han Fei and Jia Youqian to the airport and waved goodbye: "Happy New Year, see you in the academy!"
After getting on the plane, Han Fei fell asleep in a daze. He was so excited last night that he kept making trouble until about three o'clock in the morning before he fell asleep. Although the alcohol content of wine is low, the hangover sequelae are not that serious. , but fatigue is inevitable.
I don't know how long it took, but Han Fei was woken up by the stewardess. He stretched and stood up. Han Fei picked up his backpack and got off the plane.
After getting the suitcase, Han Fei was about to take a taxi back when he suddenly remembered that all the money he had on him had been given to the elder sister that day, which meant that he had no penny left in his pocket.
"Hey, buddy, is this considered sacrificing yourself for others?" Han Fei joked to himself while enjoying the pain.
Just as he was about to call Han Xiao and ask him to pick him up or transfer some money, a gust of cold wind mixed with snowflakes hit the bottom of his neck. Han Fei shivered and hurried back to the airport lobby.
He stamped his feet. He didn't know if there was sand in his shoes or something, but he always felt uncomfortable. He took off his cotton shoes and tried to shake the sand out, but the insole fell off. What Han Fei didn't expect was that with the insole Also dropped was a stack of banknotes.
Needless to say, Dong Jie must have done this. No wonder Han Xiao had specifically asked him to change into cotton-padded shoes when he was cold before sending him to the airport. Is this because he was afraid that he would not be able to find it?
However, your friendly reminder is too friendly, isn’t it? What if you don’t have any to wear and you feel bad and give the shoes to someone else?
"Really, it's so sensational during the Chinese New Year." Han Fei's nose suddenly felt a little sore, he picked up the banknotes that fell on the ground, put on his cotton shoes, and stamped his feet: "Go home!"
"I'm fat..." Han Fei opened the door, only to find that the house was completely different. Han Xiao, Li Weiguo and two other men were fighting for promotion. Dong Jie, Lu Peiling and his two
An aunt is playing mahjong.
"Hey, Han Fei is back. Are you hungry? There are leftovers in the refrigerator. You can warm them up yourself." It was Han Fei's aunt who spoke.
"Uh, okay." Han Fei said that he had taken back all the emotion he had just felt at the airport. Well, it seems that the couple is living quite comfortably without themselves.
After taking a few bites of rice, Han Fei returned to his room, turned on his computer and started cutting videos.
Video editing is actually a process of making choices and splicing. The idea of filming was proposed by Han Fei. As long as it is centered around the central point of "Yangcheng Railway Station", you will not be afraid of going off topic.
Han Fei was going to go through all the videos first. Although he was present during the filming, the filming lasted for more than 20 days, so he couldn't remember them all.
With pen and paper in hand, when he saw something that he thought could be used as material, Han Fei first wrote down the time period of the material so that he would not forget some important material when editing later.
This is not only a delicate job, but also a physical job. After an unknown amount of time, Han Fei rubbed his sore chin and prepared to go out to get some water.
But to his surprise, he discovered that the originally bustling living room was deserted. Not only were the guests missing, but after looking around, Han Xiao and Dong Jie were also missing.
In the supermarket next to the community, Dong Jie was carrying vegetables seriously, while Han Xiao was holding a basket with a hesitant look on his face: "Do you think this is a bit too much?"
"What is too much? Where is it too much?" Dong Jie glared: "It's obvious that he is too much. He has no home during the Chinese New Year and went to make some documentary. If you don't give him some color, this brat thinks we can't live without him.
He is gone."
"Yes, you're right. I'm also angry that this kid won't celebrate the New Year with us, but after all, he's doing serious business, and we parents should support him." Han Xiao was still trying to persuade.
"This dish is not fresh, I don't want it anymore." Dong Jie angrily threw the lettuce aside: "Nonsense, if it weren't for the fact that he was doing serious business, could I stuff money into his cotton shoes? But
The key is that when he left, he didn’t say he would take so long to film. Forget it if he didn’t come home for his birthday, he didn’t even say a word of comfort. Is the pain I endured while giving birth to him all in vain?”
"Hey, let me tell you, it turns out you are angry about this..."
"Nonsense, when did I get angry? I just want to teach this little heartless guy a lesson. Shut up and don't tip him off, otherwise I'll never be done with you!" Dong Jie turned around and left.
Han Xiao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Tell me, don't you just want me to tell my son that I will give you a step down, and you are still not done with me?"
Han Xiao said that there are only four big words written on his face - I am so difficult!