Chapter seven hundred and eighteen is not cool enough
Soon, Wu Junmei finished painting and the crew was ready. Han Sanye and Huang Jianxin sat behind the monitor, while Zhang Guoli was holding the intercom and more like a live executive director.
“The camera is in place!”
"The lights are ready!"
“No problem with radio reception!”
“A!”
The camera first showed Chen Kun leaning against the sofa. He looked tired, his hands crossed and his fingers sat like this, his eyes slightly dull, and he seemed to be worried.
The camera rotates slowly along the paved track.
He Xin's voice came from the camera: "Auntie, I have the power in my hands. I sealed my Yangzi company in one sentence, and sent people to send me a message from the beach..."
At this time, the panoramic view of the house was given, a living room with a very luxurious decoration, and the furniture in the house was extremely exquisite. The triangular composition, He Xin and Chen Kun separated on both sides of the picture, Wu Junmei was in the middle, she was wearing a piece at this time.
Blue printed cheongsam, sitting gracefully on the edge of a small coffee table with apples peeled.
He Xin did not rest his legs on the footstool like Mr. Da in the original version, his tone of speaking lazy and arrogant, and he also spoke Mandarin with Northeast accent, which was awkward tone.
At this time, He Xin sat on the single sofa opposite Chen Kun with his legs folded, smiling and a soft tone, but the content was full of sarcasm.
As he said that, he paused for a moment, looked deeply at Chen Kun who was sitting there and not looking at him directly, sighed with a slightly exaggerated expression, and said, "Okay, I'll see you today, so I can't help but save you
My cousin has been working hard.”
He took out a small pistol from behind his waist, pulled the sleeve, and loaded the bullets.
Wu Junmei, who was peeling the apple, hurriedly scolded: "David, are you crazy?"
He smiled slightly: "Don't worry, aunt, he is the supervisor and the prince. How dare I shoot the prince with a gun?"
As he said that, he leaned over and put the gun in his hand in front of Chen Kun, and pointed the gun at himself.
At this time, Chen Kun raised his eyelids and watched his pretentious performance coldly.
"Big cousin, this matter is very simple. If you shoot me to death, it will be over! The criminal is imminent, Jiang Qingtian is well known in Shanghai, so we can all get what we want!"
When saying this, He Xin did not speak lazyly as he used to talk to the lyrics before, but instead put down his folded legs, sat upright, leaning forward slightly, and even speaking with Gong Jin.
In a word, a sincere attitude, but the words are not good things.
Zhang Guoli, who was standing behind the camera, raised his eyebrows, while Han Sanye and Huang Jianxin, who were sitting behind the monitor wearing headphones, looked at each other. It was obvious that He Xin's performance was as good as their expectations, and the script described it.
There are also deviations. Huang Jianxin couldn't help but pick up the walkie-talkie. Master Han San shook his head gently and signaled to take a look.
At the same time, Chen Kun was also a little surprised because He Xin's tone changed significantly when he talked to the poem just now. Of course, he did not show any signs on the surface. At his own pace, he took out a obviously larger pistol from his briefcase.
With a "bang", the coffee table was hit hard.
"Jingguo!" Wu Junmei shouted hurriedly.
He Xin's eyelids twitched, and his body, which had originally leaned forward slightly, subconsciously shrank back, but his eyes became sharp.
I saw Chen Kun sit back again, fold his legs, and said slowly: "The official document of the Supervision Office is very clear. You are limited to ten days to be questioned, otherwise you will be severely punished. Seven days have passed.
You can do it yourself."
"Yangzi companies are all the industries of my Kong family. If you follow the regulations of the Supervision Special Office, cousin, wouldn't you even arrest my father?" The tone was still very gentle, but the words were full of bones.
"Card!"
Huang Jianxin called for a stop without hesitation, okay, not only did he perform himself, but he even changed his lines.
"Xiao He, isn't it too slow? It should be a little more intense?" Lao Huang said with the walkie-talkie.
I'm still very kind to speak.
However, He Xin had different opinions on the microphone on the neckline and said: "Kong Lingkan is a business genius, and was even regarded by Soong Mei-ling as a replacement for Xiao Jiang. I don't think he should be so impulsive."
It turns out that the description in the script is that Kong Lingkan should have jumped up from the sofa at this time, shouting, and acting like a playboy. He Xin originally wanted to act accordingly, but he still felt very awkward and could not convince himself.
Just follow your understanding.
“…”
The two directors looked at each other, but fortunately, Zhang Guo immediately spoke out: "Or, follow Xiao He's idea and then write another one according to the script, so there is a comparison."
"Uh, then let's follow your ideas first." Huang Jianxin had no choice but to say.
No wonder he was depressed. He just left a messy Jiang Wen two days ago, and now another He Xin, who was very careful with details, came.
In fact, because of the tight time, the film "The Founding of a Country" focuses on the leaders of our party in terms of details. After all, this mistake is a political mistake. For many historical figures of the Fruit Party, there are inevitably some mistakes, including the characters.
In terms of image, in order to take care of the stars who flocked to them, there are many differences with real historical figures.
The most obvious Chen Cheng is nicknamed Chen Dwarf, while Li Qiang, who plays Chen Cheng, is a tall man of about 1.8 meters; Yu Jishi is born with rag-lip lip and is called "Yu Quezi", but the actor is a handsome guy like Liu Dehua.
Of course, He Xin plays Kong Lingkan a fat man with a big face in history. He only loses weight when he is old. It is also in a big contrast to He Xin's current image. In comparison, the appearance of the big man in the original version is closer to the prototype.
“A!”
It happened again, but at this time He Xin changed his acting style again, his tone and expression remained unchanged, but when he smiled and said to Chen Kun, "...Big cousin, aren't you even?
My father also caught me?" When he stood up from the sofa, he looked down at Chen Kun, forming a sense of visual oppression.
"Nothing nonsense. You obviously did something wrong, but you still have to bring your father in!" Wu Junmei hurriedly scolded.
She sat between the two and played the role of a peacemaker. Of course, she prefers her nephew He Xin, rather than being unrelated to her, and she regards him as a threat.
As she said that, she pretended to pat He Xin gently: "If your father and sister knew that you were so chaotic, they would not be able to spare you!"
He Xin violated the national law, but she slapped it indifferently.
With Wu Junmei's interruption, He Xin was so confident that he turned around and came to sit there and understood the meaning of Wu Junmei's words. Chen Kun, who looked gloomy, sneered: "Inside and outside the beach."
I have been working outside for many years, will a supervisor come to destroy the rules of the game?”
As he said that, he called out to Wu Junmei again: "Aunt, everyone does this, this is the industry rule! Doing business does not pay attention to industry rules, that is the way of a feudal dictator!"
To put it bluntly, he followed the capitalist free economy, and I don’t know that even if capitalism still needs control during wartime, he just avoided the important and made excuses.
Feudal dictator!
Suddenly, he touched the sensitive nerves, and Wu Junmei changed color and said, "Who do you think is the dictator?"
He Xin also realized that what he said just now was too much. He saw through it and didn't say it out loud, so he didn't dare to talk back.
Chen Kun stood up with his lips pursed, walked to He Xin with his hands in his pockets, and said patiently with a serious face: "The government suppresses the rebellion, and the soldiers are bleeding on the front line, but the treasury cannot afford to pay, and they still have to go to the
The United States goes to borrow money. Currency depreciates, prices soar, and the people are panic. However, General Manager Kong’s warehouse is stocking up in tens of thousands of tons of materials that are unwilling to sell.”
Facing Chen Kun's earnest words, He Xin's statement is false to not touch his heart, and people's hearts are full of flesh. But he does not represent him alone, but capital represented by him. The so-called capital, Lao Ma
I said, "Since I came to the world, every pore of capital has been dirty and bloody!"
So he could only harden his heart and say angrily: "I am a businessman, not a philanthropist!"
As he said that, he turned around and walked back to the sofa to sit down.
Chen Kun was suddenly angry and turned around and roared: "The CCP is already conducting land reform and political consultation! Even Cai Tingkai and Shen Junru have gone to the Northeast. Grandpa Mao wants to set up a new central government to compete with the central government!"
Chen Kun panted and stood at Wu Junmei, saying respectfully: "Madam, you are the one who supports your father the most. But you never expected that this is here, here..."
As he said that, he glanced back at He Xin sitting on the sofa with his back, strode over, stared at him on the coffee table in front of him, and said, "Some people are digging their father's corner and destroying this.
The foundation of the country! Their wealth, their apartments, coats, perfumes, refrigerators, are like poisonous bacteria, parasitized in the skinny country. They are the enemy of the country, the enemy of my father..."
He Xin sat there with his eyes floating, gritting his back groove tightly, but he never dared to face Chen Kun's vicious gaze like a wolf or a tiger.
"Enough!"
Wu Junmei, whose face turned pale, couldn't sit still and hurriedly stopped drinking.
She even took out the cigarette in a panic and put it on a white jade cigarette holder, lowered her head and said, "There are no enemies here, only family!"
"Card……"
After Huang Jianxin called for a stop, he hesitated for a moment. As the director, He Xin's performance was completely qualified from an artistic perspective, and it could even be said to be excellent. However, it doesn't match the tone of the whole play.
, or it is very different from their original settings. It's like a cool article. Even though this short passage is very good, I always feel that it's not enough to be happy.
He looked at Master Han San beside him again. Seeing Master Han looking thoughtful, he had to say, "Well, let's have another one..."
As he said that, he emphasized: "Xiao He, follow the script!"
"Okay, Director Huang!"
He Xin responded, and then hurriedly smiled bitterly to the two actors on the scene and apologized: "Teacher Wu, Brother Kun, I'm sorry!"
...
In the afternoon, outside Chedun Film and Television City, it was still the same farm restaurant.
Recently, the two major crews of "The Founding of the Country" and "The Siege of October" were filmed here, and the stars were like lanterns, so the boss was not surprised to see He Xin. At this time, the meal was over, so he specially arranged it for him.
A private room facing the street by the window.
He Xin sat in the private room, drinking tea while looking up at the "Captain of the Group" that was being broadcast on TV. At this time, the old Duan was hiring ghosts to deceive the remaining soldiers and cannon fodders, and the old Duan was in a silence.
He looked like he was fooling the mysterious dragon, Zhang Yi, not spicy, and the snake butt was stunned, and he was so happy that he saw it.
Alas, the one who is not hot-speaking, called Wang, has good acting skills, but she really doesn't look good, why did she get involved with Dong Jie? Dong Bailian puts milk and doesn't want it, but she just wants to do that with him.
Is it a heavy taste? Is it a good job? Or is it a capital bundle... Anyway, it's quite incomprehensible.
Although he was watching TV, he glanced out of the window from time to time.
Soon, I saw a short man wearing glasses, sporadically mixed with long white hair, and came out from the gate of the film and television city alone and walked over here.
He quickly turned off the TV, tidied up his clothes, pushed open the door of the private room and went out to greet him.
"Hello, Director Chen!"
"Mr. He, I'm sorry, I've made you wait for a long time."
"No, no, I just arrived. Come, Director Chen, please, here!"
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He only had a play in "The Founding of a Country", which was only half a day at most. After the first one was finished, he did it again according to the script settings. At first, because he was not very relaxed, the next one was later.
There were a few more times when he let go, but Chen Kun, who was facing him, was a little uncomfortable, so he stumbled on seven or eight times before passing.
Because his assistant Shen Ming did not come with him this time, he mutes his phone while filming and puts it in the dressing room. After the filming, he took off his makeup while looking at the number of calls. There were not many people who knew that his private number were called.
In addition to the company's phone number, there were also a few friends, including Cheng Hao, who also called him to care about his shooting situation.
But there was no Dong Ping's phone number, which made him a little disappointed. There was a strange phone number. At first, he didn't take it seriously. He hesitated for a moment, but called it back. Unexpectedly, this phone number was actually Chen Kexin's.
, and was happy, so he made an appointment to meet here.
"Director Chen, what should I drink?"
After ordering a few dishes, He Xin asked politely.
"Forget it, there are two more scenes in the afternoon, so just have some casually."
It can be seen that Chen Kexin looked tired. Although he is the producer, director Chen Desen cannot compare with him in terms of qualifications or ability. He still has to rely on him to suppress those big stars on the scene.
After a few polite greetings, the dishes were served quickly.
"Eat first, I'm hungry, let's talk after eating." Chen Kexin picked up the chopsticks and started moving.
The more casual he acted, the greater the intention to cooperate. He Xin didn't think about it, and he wanted to have a meal first.
After several home-cooked dishes were eliminated, Chen Kexin wiped her mouth with satisfaction and smiled: "I saw Tingfeng several times, and Hu Jun and the others had a midnight snack in this small shop after finishing work, and the taste was really good."
"I have been here a few times before when I was filming here." He Xin smiled and poured him a cup of tea and handed it over.
"Thanks!"
Chen Kexin took the tea, took a sip, and then said straight to the point: "Mr. He, I have read the script, and there is basically no problem. But how many conditions do I have?"
"You said."
"Since it was introduced by Mr. Dong, I hope Mr. Dong can participate."
When He Xin heard this, he immediately understood. No wonder Dong Ping spoke beautifully and was waiting here. From this, it seems that Dong Ping's cultural China, which is listed in Hong Kong, might also participate.
Of course, as long as Chen Kexin nodded, he was also prepared to cooperate with Dong Ping's cultural China, and nodded quickly and said: "Of course there is no problem with this, but I hope the main prosecutor will still be our Xinhao Media."
Chen Kexin smiled and said, "You can talk about this yourself, I just hope Mr. Dong can participate."
As he said that, he explained again: "Mr. He, don't get me wrong. It's the favor I owe Mr. Dong. I haven't achieved a few collaborations before. It just so happens that this suitable script is now available."
"It's okay, Director Chen, you needless to say, I plan to cooperate with President Dong. After all, he can help us invite you, the big director, and we owe him a favor." He Xin smiled.
After giving a rainbow fart, he politely made a gesture of invitation: "Director Chen, continue."