When the plane landed, Fang Jing did not return to Nanjing with Wang Xiaomin and Yang Chaoyue.
"You two go back to the company first. I have something else to do. Lao Fu, don't let Chaoyue be busy making announcements these days. Go to the company for training for half a month."
Looking at Wang Xiaomin, Fang Jing said: "Your agent is Xiao Wenjing. She has nothing to do now. You can go find her. I have made arrangements."
"Thank you, Mr. Fang. Goodbye, Mr. Fang."
After saying yes, Fang Jing and Wu Jiajia got into another car and left, leaving a few people behind.
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There are still nine months until the Spring Festival, which is the scheduled release date of Operation Red Sea.
It seems like there is still a long time, but it is actually very short. The shooting period of Operation Red Sea is three months, and the post-production period is more than one month. The actors join the team for training three months in advance, plus the post-production promotion time, Fang Jing will be filming in half a month.
Walk.
Within this half month, he must arrange everything, including In the Name of the People, Three Lives, Three Worlds, Ten Miles of Peach Blossom, Sewing Machine Band, and variety shows by Yang Chaoyue and Wang Xiaomin.
His first stop was the Sewing Machine crew.
The crew's filming in Yanjing has finished, and now he has to go to Ji'an. He took the high-speed train and took a bumpy ride for several hours. In the afternoon, Fang Jing arrived in Ji'an.
It's not that he doesn't want to fly, but buying a ticket and waiting for the flight in advance is similar to that of a high-speed train.
As soon as he got off the high-speed train, Dapeng drove to pick him up.
"Fang Jing, here." Dapeng waved as soon as he saw a few people from a distance.
In the car, Dapeng vacated the co-pilot position for Wu Jiajia and moved to the back seat next to Fang Jing.
"This time you come, be sure to stay a few more days and take you around. I am the host here."
Ji'an is a rock city in the Sewing Machine Band. In real life, it is actually Dapeng's hometown. He still has a strong appeal here, or in other words, Teacher Benshan is very strong in this area.
When Liu Tianwang came here and was beaten, he had to deal with Uncle Benshan, which shows how powerful he is.
"I feel very friendly when I come here." Fang Jing said with a smile, "You may not believe it, but my hometown is also Ji'an."
"Really?" Dapeng's eyes widened in disbelief.
A quick check of Fang Jing's information revealed that a native of your province, what business does Ji'an have to do with them?
You can't open your eyes and tell lies even if you're polite! This makes it a bit difficult for him to accept.
"My ancestral home is Ji'an, but it's not Ji'an like yours. It has the same pronunciation but different words."
There has always been population migration in ancient times, and the largest period was in the Ming Dynasty. Many people were from the same village following their ancestors, so it was said that they were the same family five hundred years ago.
However, Fang Jing’s ancestors were not like that at that time, but in the late Qing Dynasty, more than a hundred years ago.
Ji'an Prefecture, Daqiaotou Village, this is what he has seen in the genealogy before.
"That's really fate." Dapeng shook hands with Fang Jing excitedly with a bunch of glasses. He was relieved and almost couldn't accept it.
"It's true that we are destined to be together. The first time I saw you, I felt friendly, as if I were seeing a real brother. I voted for your movie without even thinking about it."
Bah! How shameless!
Dapeng didn't complain, he could only give an awkward and not polite smile.
If he remembered correctly, Fang Jing was not friendly when he first saw him. In order to get shares, he talked about his movie as useless and almost burst out in anger.
Arriving at the set of the film crew, Fang Jing immediately saw the big guitar being built, with many people watching around it.
"These dozen or so streets are all built with original scenes. I call them Guitar City." Pointing to the old-style streets, Dapeng said proudly, "Although it is not as good as those of the big directors, it still occupies a lot of space.
"
There was a large area, and Dapeng said he wanted to build a scene. Fang Jing was not happy at first, but felt distressed: "How much does it cost?"
Unlike Zhuxian's thatched cottage with painted wooden planks, Dapeng's is really built brick by brick.
"We didn't spend much money. We knew that our filmmaking would bring about the development of the tourism industry, and the relevant departments provided a lot of conveniences and subsidies."
Brave! Fang Jing gave a thumbs up. It is indeed Teacher Benshan’s territory and he has a wide network of contacts.
"I'm pressed for time this time. Firstly, I'm here to fulfill the guest appearance I promised you, and secondly, I'm here to see how the filming is going. I won't be able to stay long, I have to leave in two days."
"What a coincidence." Dapeng slapped his thigh and flaunted his long hair, "Tomorrow is the most important event. All five thousand members are in place, and guest stars are also arriving one after another."
"Hundreds of students from Yanjing Midi School are already on their way by train and will arrive tomorrow morning."
Fang Jing was speechless, "How about you let hundreds of students come by train? It takes more than ten hours, right? Can you do more?"
He is also very picky, but his pickiness is different from Dapeng's pickiness.
"Brother, I also want them to come early. If they don't have money, I will charter a few planes for them." Dapeng clasped his hands together and said with a bitter face: "If you are kind-hearted and allocate more money, I will represent you later."
Eight generations of ancestors thank you."
"Forget it, as a student, it's hard to arrange a flight. It's better to take a train. It can be done in one go. But pay attention to the number of people and send more people to pick them up tomorrow."
"As many people come as many people go, never lose a few people or add a few people."
"Don't worry, I care more about this than you. I promised the principal that if someone is wrong, I will pay for his life."
Fang Jing trembled all over, he is a cruel person.
"Let's go, I'll take you to visit the set. I've made all the arrangements for the evening." Dapeng chuckled, showing an expression that every man would understand.
This reminded Fang Jing of the diaosi men photographed by Qiao Shan and Dapeng. He was afraid that the next sentence would be "Do you have a big sword?"
A few minutes later, Fang Jing saw the actors Nazha and Qiao Shan hiding in the car and reading the script with their heads down. The weather was so hot that people were panicking, so they had to hide.
"The climate here is like this. The days are long and they have just finished shooting." Dapeng explained, fearing that Fang Jing might misunderstand.
"Understood." Fang nodded.
China has a vast territory, and the sunshine varies from region to region. He has seen weather that is ten times more exaggerated than this.
That was the year before last, when he was performing in the western region. After taking a shower at night, he went to bed early. When he woke up at ten o'clock, it was still dark, and he almost doubted his life.
When I came back, I took the train for a whole day and didn't leave the province. Either there was a traffic jam or I was driving at a normal speed. I drove for a day and didn't leave the province. Is it strange? Is it weird? Those who didn't know thought I was taking a bus.
That performance really taught Fang Jing a lesson and opened his eyes.
"Nazha, Xixi, how are you? My skin is tanned after not seeing each other for a while." Fang Jing greeted with a smile.
"Hello, brother Fang Jing."
"Hello, Mr. Fang!!" Several people put down their scripts and stood up to say hello.
"It's okay. You all have a seat. I'm just here to take a look."
After chatting for a while, Fang Jing walked around and saw many extras squatting under the roof to rest. He gave Wu Jiajia 2,000 yuan and asked him to buy water for everyone.
It's not easy to perform in a group, it's exhausting and it costs 180 yuan a day, and many people just dream of being a star.
There are many old fools in the group, but some people still have ideals and want to become the second Wang Baoqiang.
For example, right now, Fang Jing found that several young people were reading the book An Actor's Self-cultivation in their hands.
Well! Sitting at the door of the director's studio.