Wang Xiaoshuai was helpless. He Xin had always performed stably and would surprise him from time to time, but he was obviously not in good condition today. But in this scene, the crew really didn't have the time to help him find his condition.
He Xin was also helpless. In fact, this scene was not very difficult for him. He knew the character's mental state at this time, but he didn't know why, but his emotions never reached that point.
This situation is very similar to when an author is writing an online article. He has clearly drawn up an outline, but because of poor condition, he often sits in front of the computer for several or even ten hours and cannot code out a chapter.
Taking advantage of the break, the staff who were busy just now hurriedly came to the table and took the opportunity to have a few bites. Today's scene was a rare opportunity for the crew to have a meal due to the plot. Only the actors and a few regular people were eating and drinking on the scene.
In addition to the extras, most of them are crew members, and everyone takes turns.
He Xin was not in good condition today. Several main creators gathered around to discuss ideas. Yao Anlian was the most experienced and quickly thought of a solution, saying: "Try drinking some wine?"
Wang Xiaoshuai clapped his hands and said: "I think, hey, whoever, please open a bottle of beer quickly."
"What's the use of beer? Drink mine, I'm so strong." Yao Anlian said and took out a Sprite bottle from under the table.
He usually likes to drink. He often drinks two cups by himself after work every day. He also especially likes to taste some wine that he has never drunk before. For example, the bottle of Sprite he is holding now contains a kind of grain brewed by local mountain people.
Wine is very strong.
Lao Yao poured the tea in the cup in front of He Xin, pouring tons and tons of tea, almost two ounces, handed it to him and said: "Here, finish it in one gulp."
He Xin took it and looked at the light yellow wine in the cup, then looked at Old Yao suspiciously.
After being together for a long time, everyone knew that He Xin's drinking capacity was not good enough. Wang Xiaoshuai was also puzzled: "Is it too much? If you are drunk, you won't be able to take pictures."
"It's okay. This wine tastes good. It's not overpowering. It's boring after one sip. The mood must be in place." Lao Yao burped and said with a smile.
He Xin took a sip first with hesitation.
Ouch! It tastes good. It's so hot that it rushes straight into his stomach. It makes him feel sore and makes him want to vomit acidic water. He is used to the softness of Maotai. This thing tastes even stronger than the 56-degree Erguotou.
!
However, in order to find the state, he went all out, suppressed it, and drank up the remaining wine in the glass. The churning in his stomach made him dare not open his mouth to take a bite. After suppressing the pressure, he closed his mouth tightly and sat down.
He kept suppressing the alcohol without moving, and felt that it was still a little bit incomplete. He gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher Yao, please add more."
"Okay!"
Lao Yao blinked his little eyes and responded hurriedly, but this time he didn't dare to pour too much, just one or two.
He Xin didn't say anything, picked it up and started fucking it again.
He drank more than three ounces of high-strength liquor, and the alcohol was extremely strong, almost exceeding the limit of his drinking capacity. His head soon became heavy, hot energy rushed through his body, and his eyes became blurred.
While he was awake, he quickly waved his hand and said, "Okay, come on!"
"A!"
The camera shot directly to a close-up of his upper body. He straightened his back, pursed his lips, and sat there expressionless. His eyes were unfocused and he looked particularly confused. Combined with his oily look.
Guang's three-quarter-parted hair, and the tight Mao suit with style buttons, looked particularly silly.
The close-up lens stayed on him for five seconds, and then slowly zoomed out. When the screen returned to the lively panorama, a certain supporting actor was heard shouting: "The bride and groom are toasting!"
The chubby, ordinary-looking, tackily dressed bride who was sitting next to him stood up shyly, but she didn't move. The best man next to him whispered, "It's time for a toast."
Quickly pull him up from the stool.
One of them couldn't stand firmly, and he stumbled. Fortunately, there was a groomsman beside him to support him, otherwise he would have to fall. Then he was pulled like a marionette to the table where Yao Anlian and his father were.
Facing everyone's congratulations, he had no expression on his face. He held the cup passively, like a human background. When everyone clinked their glasses, he drank the wine in one gulp, but never said a word...
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"Ugh! Ugh..."
In the hotel bathroom, He Xin was facing the toilet and still vomiting.
He had already vomited once when he was on the set. When he returned to the hotel in the car, maybe it was because of the bumpy car. As soon as he got off the car, he felt a little uncontrollable. He rushed all the way to the bathroom and vomited profusely again. At this time, his stomach
There was nothing in my stomach for a long time. I just felt nauseous and nauseated. All I vomited out was white mucus, and in the end it was even yellow bile.
"Brother, why don't you go to the hospital to get some water?" Xiao Luzi said worriedly while patting his back.
He Xinchao waved his hand back, took the mineral water from Xiao Luzi's hand, rinsed his mouth, and finally recovered a little. At this moment, he didn't dare to lie down, for fear that his stomach would be churning again, so he had to lie down on the chair.
Putting his feet on the bed, he groaned.
Xiao Luzi hurriedly made him a cup of strong tea and said hesitantly: "Brother, let me pack a bowl of hangover soup for you and bring it back?"
He Xin touched his empty stomach and nodded thoughtfully, otherwise he would feel even more uncomfortable after being hungry for a while.
After Xiao Luzi went out, he looked at the time and saw that it was just after ten o'clock. It was early to finish work today. He felt very uncomfortable and turned on the TV casually, intending to distract himself.
I browsed several channels, trying to find a TV series that I could watch. I accidentally stopped on a channel and couldn't help but be startled. It was showing the entertainment news at ten o'clock:
"In order to cooperate with the Hong Kong Entertainment Expo, this year's 24th Hong Kong Film Awards will be held in advance to March 27 at the Coliseum. This year coincides with the 100th anniversary of the birth of Chinese films, so this year's theme is this.
Yesterday our reporter made a special trip to interview Mr. Wen Jun, chairman of the Hong Kong Film Awards. Mr. Wen Jun said that this year, films from the Mainland and the Bay Area will be widely invited to attend. Currently, the Bay Area has invited famous directors Hou Qianqian and Lin Zhilin, and the Mainland has Liu Xiaoqing.
Gu Yuewan, Lu Qi, and other invitees include Zhang Guoshi, Zhang Ziyi, Feng Xiaogang, He Xin..."
He Xin was not surprised when he heard the names of two special actors, the first generation and the second generation, were included in the invitation list. After all, they just signed an agreement last year, and now the two places have very close cooperation in film. Ning Jing, Zhao Wei,
Fan Xiaopang and other popular mainland female stars all appear in Hong Kong films as flower vases.
But when he heard that his name was actually there, he was surprised, because he didn't know there was such an invitation. But then he curled his lips in disdain. He didn't have a good impression of Wenjun. At the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Festival, he was
This man brazenly said that the Academy Awards are the most successful and fair awards, while the Golden Rooster Awards are just a downtrodden chicken.
He wanted to call and ask Sister Hong if she was invited, but looking at the time, he thought it was too late, so he thought he might as well ask tomorrow.
After watching it for a while, there was really nothing interesting to watch on TV, and I felt a little sleepy, but Xiao Luzi hadn't come back yet.
At this time, there was a knock at the door. He still thought it was Xiao Luzi who forgot to bring the door card when he went out, so he had to stand up, put on his slippers and walked over to open the door.
"Uh, director, what's the matter?"
When I opened the door, I found Wang Xiaoshuai standing at the door.
"Axin, are you feeling better?"
Wang Xiaoshuai looked at his pale face and said with concern.
"I'm feeling a little better, but I still feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach. I don't dare to lie down. I'm just waiting for Xiao Lu to come back after buying some hangover soup!"
He Xin smiled, turned sideways to let the director in, and prepared to make tea.
"Don't be busy, it's just a matter of a few words."
Wang Xiaoshuai waved his hand, took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to him: "Thank you, this is the money I borrowed from you last time."
"Is the crew rich?" He Xin was stunned for a moment.
"I got a little bit, I'm thinking of paying you back first." Wang Xiaoshuai smiled sheepishly.
"I'm not in a hurry to use it here. If you still have difficulties, just take it and use it first." He Xin did not take the bank card from his hand.
"A Xin, we are private and private, and public versus public. These are two different things. You should take the money first. In addition, there is something else I want to discuss with you."
Wang Xiaoshuai forced the card into his hands. Although his winter and spring movies also invested in this movie, the main prosecutor was Xingmei. He didn't want to waste the favor with He Xin because of official business.
Hearing what Wang Xiaoshuai said, He Xin stopped refusing, accepted the bank card, and then asked, "If you have anything to say, please tell me."
"this……"
Wang Xiaoshuai rubbed his hands and said with a slightly embarrassed expression: "A Xin, you see you didn't sign the contract this time. You originally agreed to be a guest star, but this time it delayed you for so long, which is unjustifiable. In this way, you can tell me later
My agent said hello, let’s make up a contract, and the remuneration will be based on the normal market price.”
"Market price, 700,000?"
He Xin's current film salary is quoted at 1.5 million. Of course, this is the salary for a so-called blockbuster and commercial film. For a small-budget artistic film like "I 19", a discount is naturally required, which is roughly 500,000.
to between 800,000 and 800,000.
For example, Zhang Ziyi's salary was quoted at one million US dollars, but she only received RMB 2 million for filming Lou Ye's "Purple Butterfly" and Hou Yong's "Jasmine Blooms".
When Wang Xiaoshuai heard this, he was shocked and said quickly: "Is it so expensive?"
He Xin smiled and said: "I'm joking with you, how much can you say?"
Wang Xiaoshuai raised three fingers shyly and said, "Do you think this count is correct?"
Gao Yuanyuan's salary was also the same amount. Wang Xiaoshuai originally thought he was quite good, but now he feels that he still owes He Xin a favor.
"Sure, no problem." He Xin said cheerfully.
Even if Wang Xiaoshuai doesn't give money this time, he will definitely have nothing to say, and the relationship between the two will definitely become thinner. This is not because He Xin is being careless or stingy, because this is reality.
If it was just a guest appearance, it would last for more than ten days and he would not be paid. He would regard it as repaying Wang Xiaoshuai's kindness for supporting him back then. But now not only does he have to follow the whole process, but his role has increased a lot, so if he is still
Treat it as a guest appearance, and definitely let it go, because this is a common rule in the industry.
"But I can't give you the money yet. We may have to wait until the film is sold before settling." Then Wang Xiaoshuai rubbed his hands and said in embarrassment.