Chapter 16 The black-bellied little pepper doesn't care about Lou Huohua
"Ah, there are so many people! Xiaoxue, hurry up!"
Little Pepper didn't want to come at first, thinking about her poor performance in the first exam, she would definitely be kicked off. But her good classmates dragged her to see the list of shortlisted candidates for the re-examination.
Standing at the entrance of the Central Theater, looking at the swarming crowd, she suddenly recalled that she had waited all afternoon here yesterday evening just to apologize to that wretched uncle.
Now that I think about it, I feel that I was really obsessed at that time. This is not my usual style at all!
The list of re-examinations for the Central Theater Arts Examination was posted on the bulletin board, and there were people crowding around in front of it. Xiao Lai's good classmate was so short that he couldn't even see it when he stood on tiptoes. He quickly pulled Xiao Lai, who was half a head taller than her, and said: "Xiao Xue,
Can you please help me see where my name is?"
Where?
He actually said that he was sure to pass the re-examination, which actually attracted a lot of jealous looks. After all, the ratio between the preliminary examination and the re-examination was nearly 20:1.
Little Pepper looked at the names on it casually, and suddenly her eyes froze. Bai Xue's name was on the list.
Could it be that they have the same name?
She couldn't even believe her eyes, and quickly looked at the exam number next to her. Yes, it was her own exam number.
While she was still dazed, the good classmate next to her took her arm and urged: "Xiaoxue, stop dazed, hurry up and look!"
The corners of Little Pepper's mouth turned up, but she didn't say anything. She looked through the list from beginning to end, but she still couldn't find the name of this good classmate beside her.
She shook her head regretfully and said, "No!"
"Doesn't my name exist?" The good classmate's eyes widened, looking incredulous, and said, "Did you see it clearly?"
Little Pepper spread his hands and said, "Why don't you squeeze in and take a look!"
The good classmate's face was extremely ugly, how could he not? Looking at the crowded crowd and the sincere face of Xiaojiao, the good classmate could only sigh and said: "Xiaoxue, it seems that I will take the exam again with you next year."
"Well, if I fail the re-examination or the third examination, I will definitely come with you next year."
"Yeah, then let's... Hey, you said re-examination, third-examination? You mean your name is on it?"
The good classmate looked shocked and said quickly: "You clearly said yesterday that your singing was out of tune and offended the examiner. How is this possible?"
"I don't know either, but my name is on the list."
The good classmate couldn't believe his choice this time. He kicked his short legs and squeezed into the crowd. After a while, he squeezed out, looking like he was lost. He looked at Little Pepper with complicated eyes, and forced a smile on his face.
: "Congratulations, Xiaoxue!"
Little Pepper smiled and said, "Thank you!"
He said, comforting: "It's just a re-examination. There will be three more examinations later, and only fifty people will be recruited out of three hundred people. Maybe in a few days, I will be dismissed like you, and I will be happy for nothing."
Hey, by the way, you haven’t had breakfast either, so let’s go, I’ll treat you.”
What does it mean to be just a retest? What does it mean to be dismissed like myself?
The good classmate felt that it was clearly the line he originally planned to say, but why did he let the other party say it now?
She was very aggrieved and felt a great injustice, but in the end she did not have the courage to shout: "The art test is unfair!" When she heard this, she could only smile and said: "Xiaoxue, go ahead by yourself, I can't eat it."
After saying that, he no longer greeted Little Pepper and left as if running away.
Little Pepper looked at the back of this "good" classmate, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes. Then he looked back at the list, and his expression began to become a little confused.
If He Xin were at the scene at this time, he would definitely give them a clear answer.
Even though Xiaojiao's singing was out of tune during the first test, when the candidates went out, the vocal teacher still said: "The candidate Bai Xue has a good voice. Maybe it was because of nervousness."
She was originally a candidate who needed to be focused on, and this person named Bai Xue also had a very good appearance. After Hao Rong pondered for a moment, he finally said: "Okay, let's put her on the re-examination list and take a look."
As for her good classmate who was very confident from the beginning, although her figure and singing were pretty good, she was seriously inconsistent with what she filled out on the registration form.
The registration form clearly stated her height as 1.68 meters, but when she stood in front of the examiner, let alone 1.68, she seemed barely even 1.60.
There is also a big discrepancy between the photo and the person. My face is obviously as big as a loaf of bread, but why does it look like an oval face in the photo?
Big face, short legs, good liar, bad reviews!
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Many years later, He Xin can still recall the scene when he met Lou Huohua for the first time.
It was a rainy afternoon in early March. The humid and cold climate in the early spring of Shenghai made He Xin, who had long been accustomed to the dryness and heating in the north, very uncomfortable.
In a small office at Shanghai Film Studio, he met Lou Huohua for the first time.
This is a dark, thin man with a shaved head, a black jacket, a black sweater, black trousers and black leather shoes.
"Hello, floor guide!"
"Here, sit down."
Although Lou Huohua's first impression seemed a bit dull to him, the smile on his face was sincere.
"Why!"
He Xin looked around the small office. Two desks were pushed together. The desks were piled with various materials and manuscripts. There was a small TV and a video recorder in the corner. On the chair next to them
There are piles of video tapes. Looking at the covers of the boxes, they seem to be old movies.
There were two single sofas against the wall opposite the desk. He sat down on one of the sofas. There was a book on the coffee table in the middle. The four characters "The Human State" were written on the cover. The author below was: Ander.
Lieutenant Malraux (France) is a book by a French writer.
When Lou Huohua saw that he noticed the book, he smiled and said: "This is a novel describing the underground resistance movement in Shenghai in 1927."
"The French still write this?" He Xin asked in surprise.
"This author lived in Shenghai at that time. By the way, there is also a book "Shenghai" written by Japanese writer Hengguang Liyi. He also lived in Shenghai at that time."
Lou Huohua said as he found a book from under a pile of manuscripts on his desk and handed it to him.
He Xin took it, flipped through it, and asked, "Director, should I read more books like this?"
At first, Sister Hong said that this was a big production with an investment of 10 million, but this was actually not accurate.
Later I learned that this ten million was only the investment of Shanghai Film Studio, and there was also investment from French film producers. It is said that this number is not less than twenty million, which means that the total investment of this movie is as high as more than thirty million. It is quite
The investment in ten "Conquer" movies made He Xin somewhat frightened.
"It doesn't matter!"
Lou Huohua's answer made him startled.
Before filming "The Little Tailor", Dai Sijie asked him to read more books about educated youth of that era, including his teacher in class who often said that if you want to play a role well, you must understand the background of the character, and finally
It’s good to experience life.
How come it doesn't matter when you get to Lou Huohua? This makes him a little incomprehensible.
"what do you drink?"
"Oh, tea."
Lou Huohua opened the drawer, rummaged through it, and said with a smile: "Look at me, I even forgot that there are no tea leaves."
"It's okay, boiled water is fine," He Xin said hurriedly.
Lou Huohua stopped walking out, stood there and thought about it seriously, shook his head and said, "No, there are many people coming and going here, so it's not good if we don't have tea."
After saying that, he opened the door and called a young girl from the office next door and whispered a few words. After a while, the girl brought a bag of tea leaves and helped make a cup of tea for He Xin.