After filming the fight scene, Xiao Qian, the literary actor, threw it to Wang Fei.
The euphemistic name is to train Wang Fei's independent directing ability, which moved the forty-year-old man to tears. He patted his chest and assured Xiao Qian that he would die for his confidant, and he would definitely film the remaining scenes well.
As everyone knows, the best part of the entire "Tai Chi Master" is the fighting scene.
The weather was so hot, Xiao Qian couldn't bear it and ran away.
Another thing is that the hotel accommodation conditions in the film and television city are too poor. It's okay for Xiao Qian to live alone, but it won't be okay for Li Qingjue to come over to accompany him.
Three days later, in Beijing, the sunset formed a mountain of flames on the horizon, indicating that it would rain tomorrow.
Xiao Qian held Li Qingjue's hand and walked through the quaint and winding alley, attracting the attention of passers-by.
"Tsk, tsk, today's children!"
"Minato doesn't learn well."
Li Qingjue's face was tender and he wanted to break free, but Xiao Qian refused.
"There are people in the world who slander me, bully me, humiliate me, laugh at me, underestimate me, despise me, hate me, and lie to me. How should I deal with them? Just tolerate them, let them, let them go, avoid them, be patient with them,
Respect him, ignore him, stay for a while and look at him."
Xiao Qian pointed at the old man on the bike who was not looking at them well and said this.
Li Qing couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Master Hanshan's words were used like this. It's really outrageous."
Even though he is only fourteen years old, Li Qingjue's accomplishments are so high that he can probably beat the college students of this era. There is no way, it is so convenient because of his family background and influence.
"Bang...ouch...my legs!"
In the distance, the uncle on the bicycle paid a heavy price for his indignity.
Under the telegraph pole, the broken rim of the car whined, and eggs shattered all over the floor.
Xiao Qian despised him.
Sample, how can you ordinary people question the protagonist's aura?
Continue to hold Li Qingjue's increasingly tender little hand and move forward.
It's getting late, I don't know my way back, I'm already deep in the flowers.
Looking at the house number in front of her, Xiao Qian shook her head.
"This old Ning really knows how to find a place to pretend to be a cultural person."
"Bang bang bang..."
"Who is it?"
The door of the courtyard was opened, revealing a bearded, orange-skinned face.
"Oh, Mr. Xiao, why are you here?"
Xiao Qian led Li Qingjue into the courtyard and looked around.
"Brother Han, does this belong to your family?"
Ning Han fiddled with the tea and said angrily: "Are you kidding? How can I afford such a big yard or rent it?"
"Haha, you are a film director. What's wrong with buying a courtyard house? Isn't it just in line with your status?"
Ning Han held up the teapot and was about to throw it away.
"Don't mention this, we are still friends."
He first poured tea for Li Qingjue.
"Girl, why are you so reluctant to have sex with him? Can you stand such a foul-mouthed guy?"
Li Qingjue held the tea cup with both hands and looked at Xiao Qian's crazy look with charming eyes.
"He won't harm me."
"Aren't you filming? Why are you here in the capital?"
Xiao Qian told the truth.
"After filming the martial arts scene, I was impatient with the literary scene, so I left it to the assistant director."
"You, you, you treat your works so casually, do you think you can become an excellent film and television worker?"
"Oh, when did I say that I want to be an excellent film and television worker? What I want to do is to be an outstanding actor in the entertainment industry. How can you wait for me to realize my ambition?"
Ning Han sighed and put the teapot on the table.
"What bothers me the most is you guys. The good film and television industry is ruined by you guys."
Xiao Qian was unhappy.
"I said if you scold those people in the Beijing circle, don't take me with you. I'm from the Shanghai circle."
Li Qingjue couldn't understand their conversation.
"What's wrong with Brother Ning Han? He used to be quite elegant, but he's been very irritable recently."
Xiao Qian saw the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.
"What else can happen? Our director Ning Da worked so hard to make a movie, but no one distributed it to him, and the movie theaters didn't accept it."
"Ah? Why is this?"
Not only was Li Qingjue shocked, but Gu Hui was also surprised.
Ning Han nodded at Xiao Qian, getting angrier as he talked.
"It's not because of this kid. People have said that I am a traitor in the Beijing circle and will never want to work in the film industry in the future. These grandsons have jointly regarded the film industry as their family's."
Li Qingjue looked at Xiao Qian worriedly.
"Why did they do this? What does it have to do with you?"
Xiao Qian drank tea peacefully.
"Have you ever seen bandits seizing territory? This is it. In China's film industry, the Beijing area started to develop early, there are many talents coming out, and they are backed by the imperial city. These guys are working together, colluding with each other, and want to take over the country.
The film industry is regarded as their own territory. Anyone who doesn't respect them or accept their recruitment will be suppressed to death. This guy went to the devil to hang out with me, so he will naturally be regarded as a traitor."
"This is really unreasonable. Is there no one to care about it?"
The little girl was really angry, her eyes were red, as if she had lost eight million.
"How to control it? The talents are all here, just like Feng Wanqian said in Xiangjiang. It's just that the film workers everywhere are not living up to expectations and can't produce results. They can only suffer from being suppressed by others."
He's not just talking nonsense, it's the truth.
In the past, the Beijing Circle controlled the Chinese film industry and dominated the industry. Now that it has colluded with foreign capital, no one can compete with it.
This is also something that can't be helped.
Those who are close to the capital are first to get the moon, and they are close to those in power. They can be the first to grasp any policies and trends.
Coupled with the fact that it is backed by many higher education institutions such as China National Theater and Beijing Film Academy, it has a constant supply of talents, and it has gradually become a standout.
Originally, in the 1990s, there was an explosion of talents at the Shanghai Theater Company, which was considered a shining star in the industry. But unfortunately, there was no capital support behind it. The Shanghai Theater Company itself only had actors and a weak directorship, and ultimately it was unable to stand on its own.
Those talented people who broke out had to accept the inclusion of the Beijing circle and depend on others.
Ning Han was originally from Beijing Film Academy, so he should be considered a member of the Beijing circle. But after Chen Weizhou introduced him to the Magic City, the Beijing circle did not recognize him.
When he shoots TV series and music videos, Beijing circles don't pay attention to them and have no control over them.
After all, the leadership in the television industry lies with the government. The Beijing circle has strength in this field, but it dares not cause trouble.
But the film industry is different.
With a relatively free business environment and a completely independent creative model, the Beijing circle quickly became a tightrope and controlled all aspects of film production, distribution and screening.
Ning Han was in trouble this time. No one distributed the movie he had worked so hard to make, and no theater showed it to him.
In other words, completely blind.
The businessman who invested in the movie regretted it and wanted to terminate the contract with him.
At the same time, rumors have spread in the film investment circle that Ning Han's reputation is bad.
I'm afraid no one will ask him to make movies in the future.
This is the reason why he is so decadent now. He hides in the small courtyard and acts as a coward.
If Ning Han had not gone south to join Xiao Qian, but had stayed in the capital and worked hard for ten or eight years, he might have been able to make some money and become famous.
As a result, I went to the magic city and never had any chance to be with Beijing again in this life.
Even well-shot movies cannot be released and cannot be seen by the audience.
Ning Han is not crazy, in Xiao Qian's opinion, he is strong enough.
"How about you arrange a table of Hetou wine some other time, invite all the big guys, kowtow and admit your mistakes one by one, maybe you can get back into their arms."
"Pooh!"
Ning Han faced the ground with a mouthful of thick phlegm.
"My knees are like this. I kneel up to the sky and down to the ground. I only kneel to my parents during the New Year and festivals. I have never pretended to be a grandson for others. Isn't it just that I can't make a movie? The worst I can do is stop making movies. I still want to live a good life and a good life.
Watch and see when those grandsons will die."
Xiao Qian put down the tea bowl and smiled.
"Sure, that's good if you still have ambition. Because of me, you let others fail you. I can't ignore this matter. Wait, you just want to make a movie. I'll give you the chance."
Despite Ning Han's impassioned words, he was stunned when things happened.
"You...are you ready to make a movie?"
Xiao Qianxiao was unpredictable.
"Don't be impatient, the time has not yet come."
The sunset in the west has dissipated, and the morning star in the east is getting brighter.
Behind the morning star, a full moon filled the earth with clear light.
Now that he is here and has met so many lovely people, he must do something.
