Ning Hao smiled and said: "Let's call it incense. The whole purpose of the monk doing these things is for the incense on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. With the incense, he can survive and the small temple can continue to exist. Besides, it is called the transformation of a monk.
This meaning is too intuitive, or calling it incense sounds more cool! Don’t you think so? Come on, drink!”
After taking a sip of wine, Ning Hao looked at He Xin and asked curiously: "A Xin, I see that you usually look unworried and unhurried. What else do you like besides acting?"
He Xin smiled and said, "I still like my girlfriend."
Fortunately, Ning Hao was not single, otherwise he would have choked after being stuffed with a mouthful of dog food. He was stunned, raised his hand and nodded at the other party, and said happily: "I didn't ask you this, it's just what you have in your spare time."
Hobby? For example, I love painting, what do you like?"
Hobby?
He Xin thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that he really didn't have any hobbies. In his previous life, when he was young, he once liked football. In junior high school, he was still on the school team. But later, as the national football team became more and more bad, European football broadcasts were all
In the middle of the night, and he had to run around for life the next day, he couldn't watch it at all. As time went by, this thought stopped.
Probably apart from being a bit addicted to cigarettes and having a couple of drinks when I feel happy, like most Chinese people living at the bottom of society, I don’t have any hobbies.
He pondered for a long time before shaking his head and saying, "I'm no better than a kid from a rich family like you..."
"Come on, don't always talk about being a child of a rich family. My family's life has been a little better in the past few years, but I liked painting when I was a child. My dad was still a steel worker at that time!" Ning Hao hurriedly said
He argued somewhat unfairly.
He Xin smiled and did not argue with him. He spread his hands and continued: "I really don't have any hobbies. In fact, acting is just a means of making a living for me. Since you are in this profession, you have to think
The only way to do it well is as the old saying goes, "Do what you do, love what you do." This is not a high-profile statement! Really, that's it. Only if you do the job well for others and get a good reputation, you won't be afraid of not being able to get jobs in the future.
dont you agree?"
"That's right!"
Ning Hao nodded with the same feeling and said: "I am the same as you now. No, I am not as good as you! You are now the Golden Horse Best Actor and the Best Newcomer in Berlin. You can be said to be successful and famous, but I have just started.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have used the money I spent to buy a house to make a movie. Well, it can be considered a gamble. Give it a try. If I lose this time, I’m afraid it will take a few years to recover.”
As he spoke, he picked up the cup and said, "So this time I place all my hopes on you. If you are willing to help this time, then my chances of winning may be greater."
He Xin clinked glasses with him, rolled his eyes and said: "Don't say such useless things. Making a good movie is the serious thing. Otherwise, I will help you take this film over, and it will be in vain if others don't like it."
ah!"
"That's it! That's it!" Ning Hao nodded and bowed in a very doggy manner.
But he immediately became very embarrassed and said: "Axin, there is actually something I have always wanted to tell you, but..."
Seeing him hesitating, He Xin shook his chopsticks, lowered his head and added a piece of fat and thin mutton for himself, and said: "Okay, stop talking, you deceived me about this, even if you owe me one
Please remember to return the favor in the future!"
Thinking about how this guy will become a great director in the future, it seems good to let him owe me a favor.
"Ah! Do you know?" Ning Hao pretended to be surprised.
"well!"
He Xin couldn't help but sigh and said: "Stop pretending, but let me make one thing clear to you. That high-profile scene must be the final scene, and I must rush back on New Year's Day."
"Of course! Of course! I would think so even if you didn't say it." Ning Hao said hurriedly.
Then he said with a stern expression: "I can't help it. I originally wanted to build one myself, mainly because the cost is too high and it requires a lot of extras, so I simply can't afford it!"
…
"Okay, stop! Axin, are you okay?"
"it's okay no problem."
He Xin waved his hand and got up from the ground. The four young men who had been beating him quickly gathered around, patted the dirt on his body, and kept apologizing in a local accent: "Brother Xin, I'm sorry!
My hands and feet might have been a little heavy just now..."
"It doesn't matter, brothers, thank you for your hard work."
These four guys are temporary extras hired by the crew. One look at them and you can tell that they are idle gangsters on this street. But after all, they have never seen much of the world in this small county, and they are very curious about making movies.
Also very positive.
This scene is about a monk who sets up a stall to tell fortunes. He earns a good income at the end of the day, but he robs the business of the fake blind man opposite. When the monk closed the stall, he was rushed up by four gangsters who had been waiting around. Not only did he rob the monk
For the money he earned from fortune telling, he was beaten up.
Because Ning Hao insisted on shooting this scene with a long lens, it took almost an afternoon to shoot. The main reason is that these guys have no acting experience. They are inevitably nervous when they first go on stage. If they are not careful, their movements will be inconsistent, or they can't help themselves.
Look in the direction of the camera, so you have to take the shot again. I shot it several times, but this time I was able to finish it smoothly.
He Xin raised his head and saw that Ning Hao was frowning at the playback in the DV viewfinder, seemingly dissatisfied.
"How about it, do you want to do it again?"
Ning Hao looked at the sky and hesitated, "Why don't you come over and take a look."
He was indeed in a bit of a dilemma. Logically speaking, he could barely survive this scene, but today was already New Year's Eve, and because it took a long time before, it was almost getting dark now, and every staff member on the scene had some troubles on their faces.
I was restless, just waiting for the scene to end, having a happy New Year's Eve dinner at the restaurant I had booked early, and then waiting until the fire started at 12 o'clock in the evening to finish filming the last scene, and this movie would be considered
It's finished.
In fact, I have to blame him for being so tight on time. When we went to his hometown of Nanxiaozhai to shoot a scene in the countryside, he went a little too far. The filming lasted for nearly two weeks, and the time was suddenly wasted.
.
He Xin came over to the viewfinder and asked him to play the replay again. He couldn't help but frown while watching it. He felt it when he was taking the picture just now, but he didn't feel it at all when the boys beat him.
It hurts, almost like shooting dust. Sure enough, the image displayed seems a bit fake at first glance.
"Hurry up and get another one..."
As He Xin spoke, he also looked up at the sky and muttered: "I think we must really fight this time."
"Really?"
To be honest, when He Xin said one more thing just now, Ning Hao was really moved. After all, He Xin had already fallen to the ground more than ten times in one afternoon. It was because he couldn't say anything that he asked him to come over and see.
watch.
From this point of view, this guy is still the "rat" of that chicken thief.
But he didn't expect that He Xin would take the initiative to offer a real fight. He suddenly looked worried and said: "These fists and feet have no eyes, what if..."
"Okay, don't be pretentious, hurry up, you won't be able to take pictures when it gets dark."
He Xin waved his hand, walked to the four extras, and said: "Brothers, you have to come here after all your hard work..."
"It's okay, it's okay, the new brother has the final say..." the leading young man said quickly.
He shook his head and gestured for him to finish his words, and said: "It's like this, you will have to really shoot in a while. And there is not much time, I guess I can only shoot once. I hope you cheer up and be sure to find the right shot."
Don't be afraid to take action, if any one of you hesitates, you'll get involved, and my beating will be in vain."
As he said that, he stretched out five fingers and said: "If this scene can be successfully filmed, I will personally give you an extra fifty yuan. If not, I'm sorry, the fifty yuan will be gone."
Fifty dollars!
The eyes of the four young men suddenly lit up. The consumption in the small county was low, and fifty yuan was enough for the four of them to eat mutton. Moreover, they had been busy all afternoon, and the labor fee was only fifty yuan per person.
"Okay, Brother Xin, just watch it." The leading young man vowed, and at the same time he warned the other three brothers seriously: "Let's have a good time and don't make any mistakes!"
"Understood!"
The three little brothers nodded hurriedly and joked that if something went wrong, the fifty yuan would be gone. The four of them added up to two hundred yuan!
In the blink of an eye, the four people were in their respective positions. One was squatting under the opposite eaves to monitor, one was leaning against the wall of the alley next to him, and the other two were lying in wait, effectively surrounding He Xin's path.
At this time, He Xin also sat down on the steps across the street again. His broken bicycle was leaning on the telephone pole next to it. The yellow cassock was spread on the place, and on it was a piece of cardboard with a line of big characters "Buddha Sees the World Through Eyes" written on it.
Below are various fortune-telling items. Next to it is a bowl left by his master that he had dug out and cleaned for alms. It was stuffed with ten and twenty dollars and a few scattered fifty dollar bills.
With everything ready, he nodded towards Ning Hao, who was holding the camera opposite.
"Okay, let's start!"
Then I saw He Xin happily closing the stall, picking up the money in the alms bowl on the stall, and gained a lot in one day. It seemed that it would not take long to collect the 3,000 yuan needed to repair the Buddha statue.
He stuffed the money into the sachet, shook out the cardboard sign and the cassock, folded them and put them away, then put the sachet on his back, put on the worn-out Japanese hat, pushed his bicycle and prepared to leave.
At this time, the camera showed the leading gangster squatting opposite with a cigarette in his mouth. He stood up, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, waved his hand, and the three men lying in ambush on both sides swarmed up and surrounded He Xin.
.
"Have you paid taxes?"
He Xin's whole face was confused. Waiting for him to react, he was surrounded by people. He suddenly showed a timid look, turned his body to the side, and avoided looking at the other person.
The leading gangster said with a provocative look on his face: "Please pay the toll!"
He Xin was puzzled and unwilling to pay. He just grabbed his sachet tightly and lowered his head.
At this moment, he saw a short man next to him hit him hard on the back and said fiercely: "Did you hand it over?"
He Xin was startled, and subconsciously stepped back, saying quickly: "Hand it over!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, the leading gangster across from him slapped him so hard that his glasses flew away. As he did so, he was still cursing and said: "Did you hand it over?"
"Hand it over, hand it over..."
He Xin had no choice but to retreat while responding, but then they swarmed forward, and the bicycle was pushed to the ground. Some people grabbed the sachet in his hand, and some waved their fists and greeted him directly in the face.
He Xin stepped back repeatedly and fell to the ground as soon as the garlic was mixed at his feet, but he still held the sachet tightly in his hand.
"I want to run away without paying my taxes!"
"Get out of here!"
"Don't move, run? You run!"
"What the hell..."
Seeing that he was dishonest, the boys cursed and kicked him hard.
Ning Hao, who was in charge of the DV, and the workers next to him couldn't help but take a breath when they saw this scene. They all grinned. This scene looked like a real beating. They even clearly saw the five fingers on He Xin's face just now.
Yin and his fist slammed forward forcefully.
"oops!"
He Xin had to let go of the hand holding the sachet, quickly hold his head with both hands, curl up his body, and protect his vital parts. This was a performance but a real reaction.
The last time he was beaten like this was when he was alone in school and was beaten up. Moreover, he found that the gangsters here were much more sinister than the gangsters in the small county in his hometown in his previous life. Why did he dig his feet into his stomach, waist and
Kicked in the head.
The little man who was the first to take action finally snatched the sachet from his hand, threw away the cardboard sign, cassock, bowl, and the fortune telling book, and finally found the one hidden inside.
That money.
Ning Hao's camera focused on the sachet opened in the little man's hand. Because this was a long shot, the beating had to continue until he got the money and said hello: "You have money!"
The leading gangster signaled his men to stop, pointed at He Xin who was curled up on the ground with his head in his arms and warned: "Ah! Don't move, pay attention to me! Pay more attention to me next time!"
The little man handed the stolen money to the leading gangster. The boss put the money in his pocket and walked back cursing. When he passed the bicycle that fell on the ground, he didn't forget to kick the bicycle a few more times.
Ning Hao's camera slowly moved towards the bicycle, and he saw that the broken bicycle that fell on the ground had its spigot crooked, the chain fell off, and only the wheels were left spinning...
The camera shows a close-up of the slowly rotating rear wheel with the chain off, frozen...