Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 244 The locals are so damn polite!
The crew is a small society.

Every time we get together, we appreciate different plots and have different experiences.

This time, the time we spent together seemed especially long, and the sadness of separation was particularly melancholy.

From rehearsal to filming, they spent every day together. Qin Lan glanced at Zhen Jiecheng, then hugged Jing Tian's head and cried and laughed.

Deng Chao and Ma Yuan, who had finished filming a few days ago, squatted on the slope, each lit a cigarette, and talked about something.

Bao Dexi touched his bright forehead, then put his arm around Li Pingbin's shoulder.

"Old Li, happy cooperation!"

"What a joke, I'm just so depressed!" Li Pingbin rolled his eyes, "You're always showing off your apprentice, why don't you get Tiantian tattooed on your head?"

"That's right!" Ji Jianming came forward, "Your behavior is too bad. If it weren't for Tiantian's sake, we would have put you in a sack long ago!"

"Hahahaha!" Cao Jiuping, Tao Jing and others laughed heartily, and their laughter became one and the same.

The gaze gradually focused on Zhen Jiecheng.

"Young people really dare to think and do!" Bao Dexi exclaimed, "And he really did it!"

"Finished? Too early! There's a lot of work to do in post-production, and nothing can be done before the film comes out."

"Come on! The editing points reserved between the long shots were all made by the two of us. Don't you know whether we can do it?" Bao Dexi interrupted Li Pingbin. "It is said that filming a movie is a complicated and meticulous job, but to be honest, I have never seen anyone like Jiecheng in all my years in the industry!"

"Every composition, every prop, the actors' movements, the light texture. All the 'coincidences' in the work are carefully designed."

“It is said that art is unrestrained, but it is always misinterpreted. Although both are abstract paintings, there is only one Picasso.”

“Only when you have thoroughly understood the theory and can freely rehearse and compose within the framework can you have true artistic freedom! And this freedom has never been a concept that contradicts rigor.”

Sighed,

"It's not unfair that Hong Kong and Hollywood are declining! They keep saying things like market reasons and the aftermath of the Chen Guanxi incident, but in the final analysis it's because there is no successor, no rising star like Jie Cheng to carry the flag!"

"Old Li, why don't you say anything? Don't you feel the same way?"

"Why should I feel the same way? Taiwan is different from Hong Kong. We have Zhou Jielun."

Li Pingbin was confident and confident.
"Secret" is an example! As long as he visits the set frequently, can't Jiecheng also carry the flag of Taiwan?"

"To put it in a broader sense, we are all Chinese, so Jiecheng naturally belongs to everyone!"

"Beijing Film Academy directors can be partners of the Central Academy of Drama, so why can't Jiecheng be Jielun, an important asset of Taimei?"

Bao Dexi: (D)
After being stunned, I learned to speak in a clear and fluent voice during this year.
"Shit! You're so damn right!"

The troops were ready to leave, but Zhen Jiecheng had already instructed his assistant to send pigs and sheep to the garrison under the banner of close military-civilian ties.

He also taught his assistants all kinds of speaking skills to ensure that he could put his soldiers on a moral high ground and prevent them from finding any reason to refuse.

It’s the wrap party, the crew is all eating and drinking, so how can the soldiers be left out?

Jiang Wen seemed to feel aggrieved for not being able to intervene, and kept pouring wine into Zhen Jiecheng's mouth.

But he had no idea that Jing Tian saw that something was not right and had already mixed mineral water into Zhen Jiecheng's wine.

No, it should be said that wine was mixed into the water!

Jiang Wen was dumbfounded, and the more he drank, the more confused he became. Finally, he had to find a way to escape, and fell on the table with a thud.

By the time the wrap party was over, everyone else was drunk, and Zhen Jiecheng only felt his bladder was swollen.

But when Qin Lan knocked on the door again to say goodbye politely, it wasn't just his bladder that was swollen.
At the same time, Jing Tian and Liu Yifei were lying in bed, chattering non-stop.

"Sister Xixi, this is what I think."

"As for actors, all supporting roles with a few lines will be selected from students of our Beijing Film Academy!"

"Tiantian, they are called extras, not supporting roles." Liu Yifei reminded.

"No! It's just a supporting role!" Jing Tian refuted righteously, "Sister Xixi, we are students from a professional school, and our words should be professional."

"In a play, except for the main character, all the other characters are supporting roles! How can we use such an unprofessional term as 'group performance'?"

Liu Yifei: (〃'▽'〃)
"In addition, we must use students who are still in school. The value of students who are still in school can better highlight our attitude towards our alma mater!" Seeing that Liu Yifei did not speak, Jing Tian continued, "Seniors have set a good example for us: how to do things is not important, but attitude is very important!"

"Yeah!" Liu Yifei nodded.

"Although the quality of the acting department is worrying, the age of our play is just right, and we can take advantage of the performance of our true colors, so it's not a big problem." Jing Tian frowned and thought, "My idea is to take advantage of the campus theme of our play and maximize the 'Northern content' to feed the acting department all at once!"

"In this way, when we make movies next time, we can openly go to the Central Academy of Drama to select the leading actors. Then the acting department will have nothing to say."

"After all, it's not like we don't take care of our alma mater!"

"There's nothing we can do. The subject matter is not suitable. The acting department is in such a bad state. Can they act in it? They can't. They don't have the ability to act in it!"

Liu Yifei: o(^｀)o
"Um, Tiantian, we are both from the acting department."

"It's not important!" Jing Tian waved his hand domineeringly.
"Secret is written, directed and acted by Jay himself!"

"The Directing Department, Photography Department and Acting Department are all under the Beijing Film Academy!"

"Senior has already made a sample: 'Hanbeiliang' is right here, I just want to ask you if you recognize it!"

"Besides, if we achieve some results, wouldn't that bring honor to the Department of Performance? We are still outstanding students of the Department of Performance, and we are still grateful children of our mother department!"

Liu Yifei: ⊙０⊙

She stared at Jing Tian and felt that her best friend was both strange and familiar to her!
"In terms of crew configuration, my teacher will definitely take the lead for the students."

"Although the senior has already dragged my teacher, Senior Brother Tao, Cheng Yin and others into the gang, it doesn't matter!"

Jing Tian clenched her fist and waved it domineeringly.
"Senior is busy, and I am not idle either. After my efforts, Senior Brother Tao and Cheng Yin are still within my grasp."

"Not only that, I also got Teacher Ji Jianming to do the PR. Our lighting technician is in place!"

"I also did the PR for Mr. Cao Jiuping. If he hadn't been busy with other things later, the art team wouldn't have to worry about him."

At this point, he sighed with regret.
"Oh, what a pity!"

When he looked up again, he found Liu Yifei staring at him with strange eyes.

"What's wrong, Sister Xixi? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"No, no!" Liu Yifei shook her head quickly. "I just think so. The old saying is true: when a man has been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes!"

thumbs up,
"Tiantian, that's awesome!"

"Hehe, no way!" Jing Tian blushed, "It's the senior's stick, I learned it from him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the light of wisdom in Liu Yife's eyes finally dissipated, and the clouds and mist parted to reveal the light.

The case is solved! The strange familiarity is finally clear!
In my mind, on one side is the honest senior with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and on the other side is the sweet, lovely and well-behaved best friend.

It actually has a more and more similar "contrast" feeling!

Although they are of different genders and appearances, their images overlap very smoothly without any awkwardness.

Liu Yifei wanted to say "Oh my God" to express her shock, but a very impolite word came to her mind:

Damn it!
The next day, the show ended and everyone went back to their homes and their mothers.

After sending the machine and the most important film back to Beijing, Zhen Jiecheng rested for a day and then took a flight to Qing Island.

Cheng Hao returned two months ago and reconnected with her fat son as mother.

But Zhen Hao was very disrespectful to Zhen Jiecheng, a stranger.

"Call me daddy." "Mommy~" Zhen Hao squeezed in Cheng Hao's arms, rubbing against the snow that belonged to Zhen Jiecheng, without even turning his head.

"Call Dad!"

"Mom~" He hugged me tighter and squeezed me harder.

Cheng Hao was overjoyed. He stroked his son's head and guided him.
"Be good, baby, call daddy! This is daddy!"

But it's all in vain.

"You've been away from home for days, and now you see, your son doesn't even recognize you!" Cheng Hao gave him a meaningful look.

"Hey, I'm busy!" Zhen Jiecheng scratched his head awkwardly, "After the Olympics, I'm busy with the movie. I'm working non-stop."

"Humph!"

He hummed, but his hands were not idle.

He put Zhen Hao into the child playpen and let him crawl around and play with toys by himself. Then he walked behind Zhen Jiecheng and gently massaged his shoulders.

"How long do you plan to stay at home this time? When will you return to Beijing to start post-production?"

"Let's take a month off! On the one hand, I have plenty of time, but on the other hand, I'm really exhausted during this period. I need to take it easy!"

"Unlike previous films, the post-production of this project was much more difficult!"

“Whether it’s the intricacies of the details or the strict demands for refinement.”

"If any editing point is not handled well or the special effects are not done well, the whole movie will fail."

"The same is true for color grading and music. Any omission will greatly reduce the 'sense of reality', and the audience's 'breathing together, sharing the same fate' viewing experience will also be poor."

"If you don't get enough rest and don't have enough energy, you really can't do these jobs well."

"Yeah! Thank you for your hard work, husband~" Cheng Hao placed her chin on Zhen Jiecheng's shoulder, watching her son crawling happily in the fence with his little butt sticking out.

Holding Zhen Jiecheng's waist, I felt like I owned the whole world.

"very nice!"

Zhen Hao heard the voice and came here by reflex.
"Mom~"

"Yeah!" Cheng Hao smiled happily.

Sleep, eat, take care of kids.

Men can shoulder many burdens in life, but they have no desire to take care of children.

Zhen's mother couldn't bear to see her own son being idle, and she couldn't bear to see her son "ignoring" his precious grandson.

Zhen Jiecheng can tolerate changing diapers and wiping poop.

But when he returned to the bedroom at night, Zhen Jie honestly couldn't bear it anymore.

As we all know, when a man lies down on the bed, his hands always want to play with something. While playing with it, he subconsciously fiddles with the bulge.

As a result, Zhen Hao was very unhappy. He cried and made a fuss, trying to take away Zhen Jiecheng's hand that was occupying his granary, even though he had stopped doing so for several months.

"Damn! Isn't this just a dog protecting its food?" Zhen Jiecheng blurted out.

"How can you talk like that? You are the dog!" Cheng Hao picked up Zhen Hao and coaxed her softly.

Suddenly,
"Bah! You got me tricked!"

"Besides, isn't it your inheritance to be protective of food? The story of you protecting the loud speaker on the set has long been known in the industry."

Zhen Jiecheng: 0.0
There was no choice but to wait. After finally waiting for the puppy to fall asleep, Zhen Jiecheng was busy and happy when, wow, he woke up again.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, he quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Jiecheng, what's wrong with you? Why did you make Zhenhao cry again?"

"I" Zhen Jiecheng has a lot of grievances that I can't express.

"You do nothing all day long! Before you came back, Zhen Hao was very well behaved. He slept well every day and never made trouble for me."

"Since you came back, there has been chaos all day long!"

The mother's disgust was palpable, especially when compared with her attitude towards her grandson.

In the end, the mother-in-law felt sorry for her son-in-law. The next day, she took the whole family to the park for a walk with the baby stroller, leaving space for the young couple.

"Huh? What about people?"

Zhen Jiecheng walked out of the bedroom, stretched and asked.

"Let's go for a walk!"

Cheng Hao greeted them while heating up the food.

"Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, then come and have breakfast."

"Oh!"

In no time at all, he finished washing up.

When I sat down at the dining table and was about to enjoy the meal, I saw Cheng Hao standing beside me.

"Sit down! Why are you standing?"

"No!" Cheng Hao shook his head. "Our Lu Province is a land of etiquette. It has a tradition that women cannot eat at the table."

Hearing this, Zhen Jiecheng was stunned.

Don't you usually sit down to eat? I've never seen you follow traditions!
Just as I was about to ask, I saw Cheng Hao squatting down and crawling under the table.

"hiss!"

Zhen Jiecheng took a breath of cold air!
“What a great tradition!”

“It is worthy of being the hometown of Confucius and Mencius!”

"The locals are so damn polite!"

"Bah! That's etiquette!" Cheng Hao raised his head and spat, spitting out a curly hair.

"They're all the same! The same meaning!" Zhen Jiecheng patted Cheng Hao's head, "Sis, keep eating. Don't be hungry."

Cheng Hao was very full after eating so much. When Zhen Hao came back, he asked for a hug from his mother. Soon, he was attracted by an inexplicable smell and wrinkled his nose to smell it.

This became even more obvious after returning to the bedroom. Cheng Hao lay on the bed, and Zhen Hao crawled around, and soon they arrived at the door of his old home.

"What's going on? Didn't you take a shower?" Zhen Jiecheng understood this time and asked Cheng Hao in confusion.

"I washed it, but I didn't squat to pick it out!" Cheng Hao rolled his eyes.

As he said this, he patted Zhen Hao's buttocks.
"Stop smelling it! It smells like your brother and sister!"

"When your brother and sister are born, you can smell them as you like!"

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　　Transition and prepare to enter the next plot.

　　
　
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