Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 327 Jiang Wen: You Beijing Film Academy directors are all bastards!
After hanging up the phone with Zhen Jiecheng, Brother Qianer called his apprentice and gave him detailed instructions.

Qian'er's wife led her son into the house and asked curiously:

"What are you two, master and disciple, whispering about? Why are your expressions so serious?"

"Hey, Jiecheng is going to bring his wife and son, and Jiangwen's family, to the zoo. I told Qilin not to spread anything he saw or heard."

"Wait? Jiecheng? Wife and kids?" Qian'er's wife widened her eyes. "Wow! There was no news at all. They hid it very well!"

"Who said it wasn't? But since Jiecheng is willing to bring us here, that means he really treats us as brothers!" Brother Qian'er smacked his lips, "And just now on the phone, I took the initiative to say that I would send Qilin home first, but do you know how Jiecheng responded?"

"People say no! A guest is a guest, and he should follow the host's wishes. He cannot be a bad guest."

"Jie Cheng trusts us, so we have to save face!"

"You also know that the crosstalk circle is full of idiots. If Qilin lets something slip, it will definitely be leaked by someone with ulterior motives. Don't I have to warn him a few more times?"

"Pfft~" Qian'er's wife couldn't help laughing, "You are also in the crosstalk circle, if this insult gets out."

"Hey, what's that?" Brother Qian'er waved his hand, "Don't forget, I have two masters, one of whom is called Jin Wensheng."

Hearing this, Qian'er's wife became even happier.

Jin Wensheng, the crosstalk circle never gives face.

He also cursed Qian'er's other master, Shi Fukuan.

"What Shi Fukuan? He's just standing there like a stupid bastard."

"Beat it!"

"At my age, I have nothing better to do than to have fun with these BBKs."

Compared with Mr. Jin, let alone Brother Qian'er, even Mr. Jin's other apprentice Guo Degang seems too conservative when it comes to swearing.

"Okay, then I'll go arrange for someone to clean up the guest rooms at the zoo, just in case Jie Cheng and Jiang Wen's families want to stay the night."

"Also, prepare the ingredients first to avoid outsiders coming in and out."

Having said that, Qian'er's wife handed her son to Guo Qilin and went to work.

"Wait, wife, order two lambs and have them slaughtered right away, then you can drive over and get them yourself."

"Don't worry, I'll make sure everything is arranged!" Qian'er's wife rolled her eyes, "When have I ever embarrassed you? What's the matter, don't you trust me?"

"Hehe, that's not possible." Brother Qian'er lowered his eyebrows and smiled timidly.

While Brother Qian'er was preparing at home, Zhen Jiecheng was also busy, taking his apprentices to visit various relatives.

In a sense, it is also an official announcement:

This is my direct disciple, please take care of him.

If my apprentice is bullied in the future, please help him. If my apprentice is in trouble, please lend a hand.

After all, the directing industry is different from the traditional literary and artistic circles. There is no such thing as kowtowing to a master or recording family tree.

By making a formal visit, Cao Jiuping and Ji Jianming's connections, including their disciples, will be officially open to Guo Fan in the future, helping Guo Fan to build a personal team and form a community of interests.

In addition to the old gang members such as Lao Cao and Lao Ji, Zhen Jiecheng also took Guo Fan to China Film Group to meet Han Shanping.

I went to No. 2 Xitucheng Road and chatted for a while in the land of the Sixth Princess. Then I went to the Film Bureau and chatted for a while on the pretext of "asking why the approval of "Joker" is so slow and why it hasn't been rejected yet."

in the country, any director cannot avoid dealing with these two.

Needless to say, the Film Bureau holds the review. The Sixth Princess also has great power.

Optoelectronics is a high-ranking company, so it is not appropriate for a newcomer like Guo Fan to have direct contact with them. As the two are subordinate units, greeting them is equivalent to leaving your name on the record in Optoelectronics.

After running for a whole day, I finally finished.

Before getting off the car, Zhen Jiecheng suddenly said,

"I didn't care about you filming The Adventures of Li Xianji. I wanted you to be bold and try it yourself. No matter whether you do well or not, you will gain a lot from the reflection and summary afterwards."

"But during the filming of 'The Burning Sun', I allow you to call me anytime."

"Let me give you an analogy. It's like a child learning to walk. If he falls, it's his own business! Only after he stands firmly and takes the first step, can we provide him with support and pass on experience."

After a pause,
"But there is a prerequisite for asking me."

"First, you have to show me enough thinking."

"Second, I won't give you the answer, I'll just provide some general direction."

"Third, in addition to answering questions, I can also help with casting. If you want a big star, I can contact you. If you want to find a senior actor, I can help you find one."

"You don't have to worry about the investment, and don't be afraid of wasting film. No matter how hard you try, can you erase the grooves better than me, Jiang Wen, and Wang Jiawei?"

"Make this movie well and carve it with your heart! After it's finished, I'll contact Europa League Three."

As he said this, he grinned at Guo Fan.
"But if your photos are average... Tsk tsk tsk, you don't want to fail to be shortlisted and cause me, your teacher, to lose face in front of the Europa League Three, right?"

"Also, even if you make it into the finals, you know me. I've never come back empty-handed when I've been to Europa League Three."

"You understand what I mean, right?"

Hearing this, Guo Fan, who was immersed in emotion, shuddered violently.

It was like the cold wind from Ningguta in the twelfth lunar month, blowing straight into the bones.

Compared with this, the pressure caused by junior sister Jing Tian's promotion to business director is no longer worth mentioning.

Even based on the original "The Burning Sun", the original "Sunspots" still has the potential for adaptation. On the surface, it is a police and gangster type, but inside it can dig deep into art and build the theme on humanity and redemption. This is very important and is one of the passes for major international film festivals.

The same is true for the story. How to use the twists and turns of the plot to design an interlocking psychological space to question the depth of the characters and bring impact to the audience is a huge test for the director team!

Zhen Jiecheng is looking forward to the fact that, under his guidance, Guo Fan will be able to lead a group of gold medal technicians with numerous honors to produce a work that is even better than the original, which will also be their graduation work.

Directly taught by the Zhen family, no waste is allowed!

It must be high and strong! High box office and strong honor!

Otherwise, he would not be able to crush Lu Sang in all directions, and then Lu Sang would be able to find a tricky angle to taunt him back? Then would Zhen Jiecheng still have any face left?
Jing Tian did a great job in this regard. She respected her teacher and successfully shaped her uncle into a new unit of measurement.

The inner sect has achieved this, so Guo Fan, as a direct disciple, has to work even harder.

"Hey, wife, do I love Brother Lu too much and criticize him too harshly?" After returning home, Zhen Jiecheng suddenly asked Cheng Hao.

"No, you haven't even customized any clothes with the guide's portrait or name printed on them for me to wear!" Cheng Hao blinked.

"Shit! Aren't you afraid that I'll wither?" Zhen Jiecheng shuddered instantly, then cursed, "You vicious woman, you're deliberately making things difficult for me, aren't you?"

"Oh, oh, oh, how can I have the guts to cause trouble for Director Zhen! Aren't you the one who causes trouble for me?"

As he spoke, Cheng Hao pointed to his mouth and patted his butt.

"The big one is a physical problem for me, and the small one is a mental problem for me."

"He~tui! A good father will have a good son!"

Well, this is because Cheng Hao’s anger due to his son causing various accusations from teachers and many parents in kindergarten has not completely subsided.

Seeing this, Zhen Jiecheng immediately changed his expression.

"Wife, I will dip the bamboo sticks in iodine later. Please bear with me. Do some exercise?"

"Wife, I will give you a massage in the evening after you finish your exercise. Just lie down and hum, and I will serve you."

"young married woman"

"Stop, stop, stop! You don't need to be so attentive!" Cheng Hao rolled his eyes. "Tomorrow I have to take Dabao to visit Brother Qian'er's house. How can we go after playing today? It's not winter yet. I can cover myself with more clothes."

"As for humming." Cheng Hao pouted, "Humph! I want to hum twice more tonight, not one less!"

"No problem! Leave it to me!" Zhen Jiecheng patted his chest.

What a simple thing!
Not to mention now, even if it's ten years later, it will be fine then. Emmm, just having hands will do, right?

Eat, take a bath, sleep. Take a bath again, sleep.

Early in the morning, when Zhen Jiecheng opened his eyes, Cheng Hao was already sitting in front of the mirror, putting on makeup carefully.

"Wife, you are naturally beautiful and charming. Just put on some light makeup. There is no need to go through so much trouble."

"That won't do! When I go out with you, I have to show my best side." Cheng Hao didn't even turn around and continued to draw her eyebrows in front of the mirror, "I have to save face for my man!"

"Okay, okay, okay! You are right! Take your time painting. I'm going to go wash up first."

"Go ahead. I've already prepared clothes for you and Dabao, and I've put them on the sofa. Oh, and wake Dabao up so he can wash up and eat with you. Don't worry about Erbao. Wait for him to wake up naturally. His parents will take care of his food and drink."

"okay!"

There is no situation where a father and son with the same surname sit for two hours waiting for the housekeeper from a different surname to get dressed. Cheng Hao controls the time accurately to avoid impolite behavior such as arriving late as a guest.

The gifts are ready.

Brother Qian'er is Cui Jian's vinyl record, and Sister Qian'er is a set of skin care products. Yu Siyang was born in 06, and was born in the Year of the Dog, so he chose a zodiac pendant.

Guo Qilin was not left behind either. After learning from Zhen Jiecheng about his family situation and that he had been "expelled from school", Cheng Hao specially selected a set of celebrity biographies in order to encourage him to study hard and enrich himself even if he was not on campus.

Stuff the gifts into the trunk, put the car in gear and drive off.

Amid Cheng Hao's repeated instructions to his son, such as "be polite" and "how to be polite", Zhen Jiecheng drove straight to Lixian Town in Daxing.

"welcome!"

After the car entered the zoo, Brother Qianer closed the gate and led his family to warmly welcome the guests.

"Hey, why did you bring a gift?"

"Jiecheng, you're being polite, aren't you? Come to my place to eat, drink, and have fun, why would you spend money?"

"Brother Qian'er, Jiecheng said you don't need to bring anything. But this is my first time here, so I have to prepare something." Cheng Hao said with a smile, "I'm thinking of bringing the kids to your place more often in the future, so this time I'm just setting an example for when I can shamelessly eat with you in the future. Please don't despise me when the time comes."

"Hahaha, if you don't mind, come and play more. I'll let my nephew pick a pony later, and I'll give him the one he picks." Without waiting for Cheng Hao to refuse, Zhen Hao stepped forward immediately.
"Thank you, Uncle Yu!"

Then he looked at Qian'er's wife,

"Thank you, Auntie."

Seeing this, Cheng Hao's face immediately darkened.

Oh! All the politeness education I learned along the way was wasted!
If the top beam is not straight, the bottom beam will be crooked! When you meet someone you like, including but not limited to young ladies. In terms of shamelessly climbing up the ladder, the little bastard is just as good as his father!
"Hahaha, this boy is so smart! I like him!" Brother Qian'er touched Zhen Hao's head, and then looked at the gifts brought by Cheng Hao.

When he found out that Cheng Hao had also prepared something for his apprentice, and the gift he prepared was a biography of a celebrity who had dropped out of school.

He subconsciously looked at Qian'er's wife, reached out his hand tacitly, and pulled Guo Qilin in front of him.

"Why don't you thank your uncle and aunt?"

"Thank you, uncle, thank you, aunt."

"Do you remember what your uncle Zhen said to you last time?" Brother Qianer continued to ask.

"Remember! Uncle Zhen said: You can be without a diploma, but you can be cultured. You can be without academic qualifications, but you can learn."

"Remember this, don't forget it! You must execute it, not just talk about it!"

"Yes!" Guo Qilin nodded vigorously, "I understand, Master."

"Okay, go play with your brothers. You are the oldest, so you should look after the younger ones."

"Okay Master."

Looking at the back of his apprentice taking Zhen Hao and Yu Siyang to see the small animals, Brother Qianer withdrew his gaze.

"Jiecheng, Chenghao, you two are really thoughtful!"

"My apprentice... Oh! Forget it, let's not talk about those bad things. Come on, let's go inside and talk."

We chatted for a short while after entering the room and then went out again soon.

Jiang Wen and Zhou Yun arrived with their eldest nephew Jiang Ma Hu, also known as Jiang Tailang.

"Brother Jiang, where's Jiro?"

"Go away! You don't even take care of the second child, so why should I?" Jiang Wen waved his hand, "Ci Lang is only two years old, I brought him here to serve him!"

"Look at what you said. Can you still have some sense of responsibility as a father?" Zhen Jiecheng squinted his eyes, full of contempt. "Learn from me. I have never complained about the trivial matters of taking care of children. Now I am preparing to have a third child!"

"Come on, how dare you say that to me? You are using Cheng Hao's hard work to flatter yourself. Change your name! Don't call me Jie Cheng anymore. Call me grandson! Zhen grandson, a real grandson!"

Jiang Wen and Zhen Jiecheng were arguing with each other, while on the other side, Zhou Yun, Cheng Hao, and Qian'er's wife were chattering and watching the fun.

Brother Qian patted his head and suddenly realized.
"I finally figured it out. It turns out that you two are accomplices!"

"Oh my goodness! They are all the fish that slipped through the family planning net!"

"Brother Qian'er, what you said is not accurate enough. There should be one principal offender and one accomplice!" Zhen Jiecheng pointed at Jiang Wen and added, "He did it first! I learned it from him!"

"Fuck you." Jiang Wen glared at him with his eyes wide open, wanting to say, "You guys at Beijing Film Academy did it first, and I also learned from Zhang from your Beijing Film Academy."

But after his lips trembled for a long time, he swallowed it back.

I could only spit in hatred.
"None of you Beijing Film Academy directors are good people! You are in cahoots with each other, like snakes and rats in the same nest. You are a group of scoundrels, working together for evil!"

"He~tui! He's simply a bastard, even worse than a bastard!"

"Oh, yes, yes! You guys in the Central Academy of Drama like us bastards the most!" Zhen Jiecheng raised his eyebrows.

"Shit! You haven't brushed your teeth in how many days. Your mouth stinks." Jiang Wen turned his head and looked at Cheng Hao. "Cheng Hao, you are also from the Central Academy of Drama. Shouldn't you say something?"

"Senior, what can I say?" Cheng Hao squinted his smile, "I just like my bastard!"

Jiang Wen: (￣ー￣)
Visit and chat.

BBQ, bullshit.

Qianerge’s private zoo is not only a paradise for children, but also a paradise for adults.

The 60-acre venue is enough for children to have fun, and also enough for adults to relax away from the hustle and bustle.

After the three little ones had a few bites, they pestered Guo Qilin to continue going to the stable to look for the pony.

Men seem to be born with an interest in horses. When they are young, they long to ride big horses. The same is true when they grow up. They simply can't get enough of riding.

Without the interruptions of the little ones, Zhen Jiecheng began to talk about the main business of the trip, and he and Jiang Wen formally asked professionals for advice on crosstalk.

Don't ask, don't know, I'm startled when I ask.

Usually when I listen to the back-and-forth of the supporting role, it is mainly just a few words jumping back and forth:
Um, oh, hi, that's right, what do you say. Wait.

But there is a lot of knowledge involved, the tone, the rhythm, all the details.

Not to mention the funny man, he does all the important work.

In recent years, in addition to the suffix "artist", more and more crosstalk practitioners are being given the title of "crosstalk performers".

But this does not mean that the crosstalk circle is not doing its job properly, but it is seriously linked to the acting industry.

For example, in the dialogue class of the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy, the top textbook presentation in the basic training includes a passage from Guo Degang's "The Reckless Man".

Key points: Top-notch! Top-notch textbook-level content!

Wang Zhiwen is well-known in the circle for his ability to deliver lines, but in this basic training, his level is far behind that of Guo Degang, and it can even be said that they are not on the same level.

The reason why the performance of crosstalk is so far behind that of comedy actors in film and television is also because of the performance style of crosstalk. It is more extroverted, and the body language is barely passable, but other aspects such as micro-expressions are far behind.

Zhen Jiecheng was impressed by the profoundness of crosstalk, and Brother Qianer was also shocked by Zhen Jiecheng's talent.

thumbs up,
"Jie Cheng, I really didn't praise you!"

"If you ever retire from acting, you can become a star by switching to crosstalk!"

"Of course, you can't learn the 'singing' part of crosstalk. But then again, among the crosstalk performers nowadays, including the older generation, there are only a few who are all-rounders!"

"Good fellow, these few random jokes you threw out can become a complete crosstalk show with a little polish and supplement!"

"To some extent, the crosstalk circle is actually the same as the music circle. The most scarce thing is never those who use their mouths, but those who use their brains and pens to create."

After a few more drinks and a cigarette, he listened to a wonderful crosstalk performance, and Qianer, who was tickled to the core, shook his legs, showing a bit of the unrestrained and uninhibited attitude of the ancients.

"I finally made it to the damn Jin Kun Award! Even though it's a bit embarrassing, I'm secretly happy to be mocked by such a wonderful crosstalk!"

He paused and scratched Teddy's curly head.

"Jiecheng, you have nothing to do after you finish working on the movie, so why not learn crosstalk? Just as a hobby, like the fans of Peking Opera."

"If you want to learn later, I'll introduce you to a teacher!"

"You have such status and position. Those 'artists' who call themselves Huan are not worthy of you. If you want to find someone, find someone who is awesome!"

"Who are you looking for? Oh, you can look for Master Ma!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Did you get confused after drinking a few mouthfuls of horse urine?" Qian'er's wife winked at her husband, reminding him in a tactful way to sober up and stop giving random advice. After all, compared with the circle of top directors, the crosstalk circle is really not up to par.

"What is Master Ma's rank? Master Ma is not allowed to accept anyone else."

"It's okay! Teaching students is not the same as taking in apprentices, they are two different things!" Brother Qian'er was a little drunk and interrupted Sister Qian'er's words, "Besides, those grandsons together can't beat Jie Cheng in scolding!"

Zhen Jiecheng: (Д)ノ

Are you praising me?

Okay, just think of it as Brother Qianer praising me!
"Jiecheng, if you feel that learning is exciting and you want to be a proper disciple, then find a deceased master and let him introduce you to the sect."

"In this way, no one is putting pressure on me, and I feel much more at ease! When I go out and meet people who are older than me, it feels so good!"

Clap your hands.

"That's right, let Master Ma take you to his father Ma Sanli's house."

"When the time comes, my master will have to call you Uncle Master when he sees you, and Degang and I will just call you Master Grandpa. Ugh! Grand Uncle Master!"

Oh! This is really drunk!
Seeing Qian'er's wife covering her head and rolling her eyes, everyone burst into laughter.

Brother Qianer's drunkenness just makes his head a little confused, which is completely different from falling asleep immediately.

Continue to eat meat in big mouthfuls and continue to drink wine in small cups.

Then play music, then dance!
Zhen Jiecheng played the guitar, and Qianerge, as the vice president of the Beijing Rock Association, naturally had to show off his voice.

Jiang Wen was also not idle. Despite Zhou Yun's obstruction, he insisted on showing his confidence in striving for the role of Cheng Dieyi in "Farewell My Concubine".

"Fuck, your Beijing Film Academy director is the worst!"

"You are jealous of my talent and won't let me play Cheng Dieyi! You insist that I play the bullshit Duan Xiaolou! Am I the kind of person who would settle for second best? He~tui! Whoever wants to play the role can play it, I won't serve you anymore!"

"Everyone, please judge for yourself. With my figure, looks, and acting skills, who else can be Yu Ji but me?"

"Look! I'm going to pinch my fingers and do some twists for you!"

Covering your forehead and rolling your eyes doesn't go away, it just moves away.

Zhou Yun buried his head, wishing he could bury himself in the dust.

"Hiss! Brother Ma Hu, your dad." Zhen Hao, who had just returned from the horse farm, stopped far away, his eyes wide open in horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Don't talk nonsense, you're wrong, that's not my dad!" Jiang Ma Hu blurted out without thinking.

"It's your dad, Brother Ma Hu."

"Your dad, your dad! Zhen Hao, why are you swearing?" Jiang Ma Hu grabbed Zhen Hao who wanted to get closer to see, and then looked at Guo Qilin, "Brother Qilin, Zhen Hao and I want to play with the pony for a while longer, can you take the two of us, no, the three of us, and Si Yang, with us?"

"Sure!" Guo Qilin suppressed his laughter and nodded.

(End of this chapter)