Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 277 Two Little Flowers Visit the Set

"Fuck! This bitch!"

With a loud "bang", the Eight Immortals Treasure Square Pot made by Mr. Zhou Zunmin, Zhou Jun's favorite old relative, shattered into pieces.

The angry curses coming from the office of Morgan Stanley's investment banking manager made Chinese and foreign employees on the same floor stay away for unknown reasons.

What happened to Mr. Zhou, who is always gentle and calm?
In fact, his current state is a bit similar to Xiao Liu's yesterday, who was completely disheartened and decided to make a last-ditch effort.

I thought I was being greened...

At this moment, Zhou Jun completely agreed with the posts that she had paid someone to delete a while ago, which called her a slave of a tiny country.

It’s so immature!

They actually went to the enemy to beg for mercy at the last moment and humiliated themselves. How could the Zhou army, which always thought highly of itself, not be furious!

This blow made him even more angry than not being able to make enough profit from Huayi in the end.

Zhou Jun had lost his patience and decided to use his network of relationships to completely abandon his siege of Lu Kuan through commercial means and fair competition, and instead turn to direct pressure.

What he didn't know was that Boss Lu also thought so, but his power came from the deliberate planning of the "grassroots people".

Zhang Nara has experienced the fickleness of human nature deeply in the past two months.

After the promotional activities for "Seven Swords" at the Cannes Film Festival, she returned to Huayi.

Since the film contracts for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "My Sassy Girl" promised by Huayi fell through, Jang Nara lost her training value again. The two parties negotiated not to hold each other accountable and terminated the contract amicably.

Zhou Jun thought about "severely punishing" this foreign woman, but considering her nationality and the opinion of his wife at home, he was afraid that something might go wrong, so he gave up.

He has already devoted all his attention to his two fellow apprentices, Zhuang Xu and Lu Kuan.

Jang Nara traveled across the ocean for nearly two years and finally returned to her hometown ahead of schedule.

Time and life.

In mid-May 2005, the mainland entertainment industry calmed down a bit after the incident involving Jang Nara and others, but another shocking piece of news broke out in the Internet world!
Approved by the Ministry of Information Industry and the National Development and Reform Commission:
Chen Tianqiao and North American Gunner Fund officially invested in Xinlang, with each party holding a 25.6% stake in Xinlang shares.

Among them, Ms. Farina, the foreign chairman of Gunslinger Fund, and Chen Tianqiao of Shanda joined forces at the first shareholders' meeting initiated by the latter, and re-elected Chen Tianqiao as the chairman of Xinlang through more than half of the voting rights in their hands.

Due to the conflict between Taishan Club's elder brother Duan Yongji and the former leader Wang Zhidong, the latter led the barbarians to break into the club and drive them out.

This will be regarded as a classic in China's Internet world.

The chaos is so intense that the onlookers are not satisfied with it.

Boss Lu, the mastermind behind both the Jang Nara incident and the Xinlang incident, has returned to the Tangshan studio with his Olympic bidding team.

After returning from his pilgrimage to the Faroe Islands, he continued to explore his path to becoming a master with a brand new look.

May 2005, 5, Tangshan Film Studio.

Boss Lu walked into the studio and the crew's residence with high spirits.

Song Jia was wearing a Dacron costume and skirt, standing in front of the crew's notice board.

It was only when she joined the crew of Earthquake that she first witnessed this kind of Hollywood set standard, which has now been promoted to all film and television crews in the world.

The content of the notice was concise and clear. She carefully found her shooting schedule for today, which clearly marked the shooting location, time, scene, and makeup.

"director!"

"Is the director back?"

"Hello principal!"

Boss Lu smiled and pointed to a Beijing Film Academy student who was brought in by Jiang Wei through his connections and was working as an intern photography assistant on the crew.

"You're from Beijing Film Academy, so don't call me principal randomly. Principal Zhang will scold me later."

"Yes! Dean!"

Everyone burst into laughter and thought the young man was very clever.

Looking at the young director who walked in from outside the studio surrounded by people and with a calm expression, it seemed that he was completely different from the entanglement he had during the last shooting.

Song Jia turned around and saw that Boss Lu had come with a notice. He wanted to check the weather conditions today.

The notice sheet sets standards for light intensity and rain conditions throughout the day to facilitate the director and lighting staff's work arrangements.

"Song Jia? How's the Tangshan dialect?"

"No problem, Director. I went shopping in the city these days, and the locals couldn't tell I was from the Northeast."

Seeing that Boss Lu was even more powerful than before, Song Jia was still a little reserved. She stood aside with her hands folded in front of her.

Boss Lu nodded, tapped the notice lightly with his fingers, and turned to Zhao Fei and Yu Feihong and said, "Why is it so rainy in the north in May?"

"Assistant Director Yu, how much is the rental fee for the Motion Controller we rented per day?"

Motio Controle is a camera motion control machine produced in the UK. Since the next scene was not raining in real history, we had to wait for the rain to stop before shooting.

The machine will then remain idle, resulting in additional expenses.

Yu Feihong had worked as an assistant director for two films under him and was well aware of the rental and expenses of these routine equipment without even needing to look at her work notes.

"More than 3 yuan, and two British assistants, so the daily salary is 800 US dollars."

Before he could ask any more questions, the qualified assistant director gave her own conclusion: "Based on the weather forecast, it will take about another six days before we can start filming this scene."

"Not taking into account the food and accommodation expenses of the British crew, the crew will overspend by 25 yuan on this item."

Boss Lu smiled at Zhao Fei and said, "Just listening to that makes me feel sad!"

The photography expert smiled but said nothing, thinking to himself, how could you not feel bad about staying in a room in Cannes that costs over 10 yuan a night?

Boss Lu, with a refreshed spirit, continued to patrol his territory to see if any department had been slacking off during his absence for half a month.

"Where are the cannons? When will they be in place?"

Cannon is the jib, which is the jargon in the industry.

The scenes of high-rise building collapse filmed during a major earthquake even required the use of extended and reinforced cannons, which allowed the camera to be moved to a height of more than ten meters for filming.

"Enter the stage in 10 minutes, Director!"

"Yeah." Boss Lu nodded with satisfaction and looked up at the sky again.

"It's been cloudy and rainy these past few days, so the main light source must be high-key lighting, and the fill light should be sufficient to eliminate the shadows caused by the main light source."

"Roger that, director!"

Boss Lu looked around but couldn't find anything wrong. He looked at his watch and said, "Everyone, take your positions. Filming will begin in half an hour."

"Yes!"

"Roger that!"

The young director walked back to the front of the supervisor and sat down, flipping through the script and storyboard drawings in his hands.

Today I had wanted to take advantage of my recent good condition to shoot a major scene during an earthquake, but unfortunately the weather was not good, so I could only finish a few indoor scenes before the earthquake.

Zhou Xun and Song Jia walked out of the dressing room and began to move under the guidance of the assistant director, while the lighting team made fine adjustments.

About ten minutes later, the script supervisor picked up the intercom: "May 5th, first scene, first take, first take, start!"

In 1976, there were many industrial and mining enterprises in Tangshan and the power supply was limited. Song Jia, who was still in confinement after giving birth, was chatting with her sister-in-law in the house, using only a kerosene lamp.

The lights were dim and flickering. Zhou Xun was wearing a light and elegant floral shirt with her hair neatly tied up.

It was a special time, and to avoid being exploited by others, she hid the few pieces of jewelry she had.

This floral shirt, which is a bit charming and lively, is something she only dares to wear at home.

"Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful. My brother is not worthy of you." Song Jia lay on the bed, looking at Zhou Xun enviously as she flipped through an English novel.

She envied this bright and generous sister-in-law, and also wanted to hide her rusticity as much as possible, wanting to be as romantic as Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun's lips curled up. She could tell that her sister-in-law was deliberately trying to clear up the misunderstanding between her and her husband and improve their relationship.

This rural girl whom she didn't think much of at first was not stupid at all.

"Sister-in-law, what book are you reading? Can you tell me about it?"

"Well... this book is called Jane Eyre, and it tells the story of..."

"Crack!"

The director's interruption instructions came from the set.

Everyone, including Zhao Fei, felt a shock in their hearts as they recalled the nightmare that happened on the set not long ago.

Even Zhou Xun was almost driven crazy by the torture.

However, the young director's cheerful expression dispelled their concerns. He sat behind the monitor without moving: "Song Jia, you can perform better."

Those who had followed Boss Lu for a long time, including Yu Feihong, knew that he was going to explain the play to Song Jia.

Judging from the tone, it is obvious that he recognizes the other party's ability and understanding.

Song Jiake was not stupid at all, and hurriedly sat up from the bed.

"Director, I have some questions, please give me some pointers."

Boss Lu stood up and walked over: "Which school did you graduate from?"

"A director, a Shanghai Theatre Academy acting graduate from the 2000s."

"I mentioned this to Hu Ge before on the set of 'Zhu Xian' that the acting teaching at Shanghai Theatre Academy and the Central Academy of Drama focuses more on dramatic performance, that is, stage performance."

"Beijing Film Academy focuses on film and television performances, so actors who come out of it may be more adaptable to film and television works."

Lu Kuan walked over and imitated his tone and movements: "It's not that there is any fundamental problem with your performance just now."

"Instead, there's this idea that you should try to understand and master, which may be more beneficial to your future acting career."

"The acting skills in the eyes of the academic community are different from those in the eyes of ordinary audiences."

"There's a paradox here. Let me give you an example: how do you play a sinister and cunning person?"

"It's pretty standard. They wear glasses to hide their eyes, have a gloomy face, act insincerely, and look at people with the side of their eyes."

"But have you ever thought about this? Is this still considered insidious and cunning? The audience can see at a glance that he's a bad guy, doesn't the protagonist in the movie know that?"

hiss!
Everyone present was stunned, including the veteran actor Hu Jun who was waiting on the side.

Yes! This is logically contradictory.

Let's go back to what Lu Kuan said at the beginning about the similarities and differences between dramatic performances and film and television performances. On the stage, due to the distance between the performance and the audience, moderate exaggeration is necessary.

A sissy is one who has clenched fingers, behaves coyly, and has a high-pitched voice;

A gangster is always aggressive and has a fierce look in his eyes.

Hu Jun understood what this talented director and Berlin Film Award winner meant:
Song Jia wanted to play the role of a country girl too much and tried too hard to act herself, which was inconsistent with her inner desire to emulate Zhou Xun's petty-bourgeois style.

In other words, in Lu Kuan's eyes, Song Jia's truly perfect performance was that he wanted to conceal his village but had to expose his village, rather than taking the initiative to go to the village in order to highlight the character image.

It's like playing a sinister and cunning villain. You have to hide your sinisterness from the opponent in the play, and at the same time interpret and express the character's sinisterness to the audience through various details.

This makes logical sense.

Song Jia was stunned when she heard this. It had been five years since she graduated. Although she had worked with actors such as Chen Baoguo and Xu Jinglei, this was the first time she had received such incisive acting guidance.

After finally understanding the director's intention, Song Jia said with some difficulty: "Director Lu... I don't think I can act it out. Can you give me some guidance?"

"This is what I just said, the difference between acting in the eyes of academics and acting in the eyes of ordinary audiences."

"It's very easy to play a country girl. The audience will think you're rustic and vulgar. That's what good acting is."

"But I don't think so. With your ability, you are capable of deeper expression. This is the key to whether you can go further in the future."

Zhou Xun and Hu Jun nodded secretly as they listened, and Wang Baoqiang was even more envious.

Many extras and supporting actors who were working with Mr. Lu for the first time also opened their eyes wide and pricked up their ears to listen to the guidance of this internationally renowned director.

This is something that will benefit them throughout their acting careers.

Boss Lu likes serious and talented actors. Regardless of the workload, he immediately began to instruct her: "Try to be driven from within and find the character's chain of action."

"Action chain, you learned that in school, right?"

"In short, every moment of your performance, every detail of your movement, is filled and rich in your heart. Feel first, then judge, and then be driven from the inside out."

"Where's your chain of action just now? First you showed the audience your country girl side, then you acted like you were trying hard to hide it and yearned for the petty bourgeois side of Zhou Xun. That's the opposite."

Song Jia frowned and thought for a few seconds, then smiled awkwardly and said, "Director, I don't fully understand it, but I want to give it a try."

"Well, have you seen Liang Chaowei's Infernal Affairs?"

"Seen."

"It's not just Infernal Affairs. The expressions of all his characters don't change much. Whether he's playing a police officer or a gangster, he uses his eyes and micro-expressions. You can refer to it to get a feel for it."

Song Jia nodded, his palms sweating with nervousness. He recalled Boss Lu's instructions and continued filming.

"Crack!"

"Movements, eyes, tone, details, do it again."

"Crack!"

"Grasp the chain of character actions, keep one, and do it again."

"Crack!"

. . .

After shooting the 12th take, Song Jia finally completed a shot that satisfied Boss Lu.

"Okay, this one's passed." Lu Kuan picked up the intercom and said, "Song Jia, come over here and take a look at your performance and compare it with the previous ones."

The crew on the set breathed a sigh of relief.

Legend has it that the director went to meet a film master, and when he returned to his feelings, he stopped torturing himself and started to torture the actors like before.

The old people who followed him still remember the "Lu Boss Filming Record" in which fifteen-year-old Liu Yifei cried five or six times a day and took thirty shots.

I don’t know if anyone will break this record in the future.

There is a scene in "Days of Being Wild" where Liu Jialing is mopping the floor.

Liu Jialing mopped the floor twenty-two times, and it was shiny and bright, but it still didn't work.

It wasn't until the 30th time that she finally passed. Liu Jialing, watching her own performance in front of the monitor, saw herself in the camera with steam coming out of her head, sweat all over her body, and feeling exhausted.

Only then did I realize that this was exactly the kind of detail Wang Jiawei wanted.

Song Jia, who is now sitting in the director's chair watching his own performance, has the same feeling.

In each paragraph, I looked very rustic, but only in the last one, I accidentally imitated Zhou Xun's hair-flipping action of a petty bourgeois female intellectual, which was clumsy and funny, and truly expressed the character's image brilliantly.

Song Jia stood up with gratitude in his heart and bowed slightly to Boss Lu: "Thank you, Director, I understand what you mean!"

"Well, go back."

Lu Kuan is certainly not a director like Sunglasses King who is known for torturing actors.

However, as a disaster film in the traditional sense, "Tangshan Earthquake" must put a lot of effort into character creation if it wants to produce something more story-telling and humane in addition to realistic and explosive special effects.

In the face of a massive disaster, individuals are insignificant.

What can move the audience more is not the cruel and tragic scenes and the number of casualties.

Instead, in the story told, these numbers are turned into faces with distinct personalities, and placed in front of the audience to see what kind of fate they ultimately experience.

Without these vivid character portrayals, "Aftershock" would have become an earthquake version of "2012".

The sensory stimulation that "2012" brings to the audience will only last for a few hours. When they wake up, they will have nothing to say except to exclaim that the pictures are really awesome.

This is not conducive to Lu Kuan's hope of awakening the public's attention to earthquakes and popularizing basic knowledge about earthquake prevention and rescue through this film.

This is his fundamental purpose in making this film.

While the young director was explaining the play to Song Jia, a pretty girl from Beijing Film Academy was watching it all with envy on the sidelines.

Yang Mi arrived very early.

She wanted to say hello to Boss Lu and get to know him before the filming started.

Unexpectedly, from the moment he, Yu Feihong, Zhao Fei and others walked into the set, he went from the notice board to the jib, directed the lighting, and then started filming and directing Song Jia.

There is no chance to take advantage of any opportunity.

Having seen him directing Concubine Liu Yi on the set of The Return of the Condor Heroes, and having witnessed Song Jia's short transformation on the spot, Yang Mi would be lying if she said she wasn't envious.

What kind of opportunity should I find to contact him...

The subsequent filming in the morning went relatively smoothly, which was considered a temporary solution to the inner demons and the restoration of order by the director, Hu Jun, Zhou Xun, Wang Baoqiang, Song Jia and other dedicated and excellent actors, plus a battle-hardened filming team.

Even though the progress was delayed due to Mr. Lu's condition when the filming just started in April, there will be no problem catching up with the Spring Festival schedule at the current shooting speed.

As for the reason for arranging it during the Spring Festival, it was also the result of weighing many aspects.

For example, the poor performance of its main competitors "The Banquet" and "The Promise" may give them an advantage in the initial screening schedule, but the rapid decline in word of mouth is an opportunity for "Tangshan".

In addition, the film does not attract attention with tragic scenes and tragic tone.

On the contrary, it embodies the universal emotions and humanistic care of the Chinese people for family, warmth, and national justice, and will not conflict with the festive and peaceful atmosphere of the Spring Festival.

It provides the audience with an audio-visual experience of shared family love and gratitude for life. After lunch, Lu Kuan had to find time to go to the crew's hotel conference room to participate in the Olympic bid team's plan discussion.

"Hello, Director Lu."

When I looked up suddenly, Xiao Yang was standing aside timidly with his lips pursed.

"Yang Mi, when did you come?"

"I arrived this morning. I came to check on Senior Sister Zhou Xun's class."

The two of them are from the same Rongxingda lineage. Yang Mi did have something she wanted to consult Zhou Xun about, but of course, it cannot be denied that she wanted to find a legitimate excuse to contact this young director.

The last time we met was at the Golden Rooster Film Festival in Yinchuan, in the hotel’s linen room…

Yang Mi was a little dazed when she thought of these things. The atmosphere was tense at the time and she didn't have a strong impression of it.

But afterward, I realized the hormonal body contact, the one against my buttocks...

The future young actress swallowed her saliva, watched him nod and was about to walk past her, wanted to find some more topics to talk about but didn't know what to say.

"Lu... Mr. Lu."

"what?"

Boss Lu smiled as he flipped through the Olympic plan in his hand and said, "It's noon now. Let's go find Zhou Xun and have lunch on the set."

“Our food is pretty good.”

"Um...Okay, thank you, Mr. Lu."

Yang Mi watched his back as he and Zhao Fei walked away while chatting, and secretly stomped her feet, cursing herself in her heart for being so useless!
To be honest, she was both impulsive and afraid.

Recently, the crew of "Xian San" was shut down, and she rushed directly from Beiping to Tangshan on impulse.

But when she really faced this big Buddha, she felt a little timid, afraid of angering him or being eaten till there was nothing left.

Especially after the recent Jang Nara incident gradually came to an end, the entertainment industry has become even more wary of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Although no comments have been made about Jang Nara from beginning to end, it does not affect the fact that insiders know how deep the water is behind it.

Especially Yang Mi, who has witnessed the acting skills of the Berlin Film Emperor.

"Mi Mi, how come we're here?" Zhou Xun had just changed into casual clothes when he saw his junior sister from the same school standing at the door of the studio with a bitter look on her face.

"Sister Xun, your accent really sounds like a local. What does 'duo za' mean?"

"In the Hebei dialect, when we arrive, it means when we arrive."

Zhou Xun wasn't very familiar with Yang Mi, but he wasn't against her either. The girl had a high emotional intelligence and usually respected herself.

This time I contacted him in advance and said I had something to ask you.

"Let's go and eat first. The crew's food is pretty good."

"Ok!"

The sun was already quite bright at noon in Tangshan in May. Zhou Xun took Yang Mi to his room and closed the door.

"Lu Kuan must be so happy to see the bright sun."

"what?"

"Once the sun comes out and dries up the ground, we can start filming the main scene. This will save him a lot of money on equipment!"

Seeing that Zhou Xun was in high spirits today, Yang Mi took the opportunity to ask her own question: "Sister Xun, what kind of person is Director Lu?"

Zhou Xun was stuffing water spinach into his mouth while reading the script. He looked up and glanced at her when he heard this.

"There should be a lot of answers to this question online, right? Haha."

"Good, bad, it's all him."

Zhou Xun seemed to be avoiding the topic, but in fact, he also wanted to express his attitude towards this clever little junior sister.

Don't be curious about him.

It would be fine if I was as straightforward as Sissi and he didn't dislike me.

People like Yang Mi who think they are very smart and want to play tricks on Lu Kuan will probably end up with nothing left.

Da Mimi can't be said to be very experienced in human relationships yet, but she does have the ability to read people's expressions. Seeing that Zhou Xun was unwilling to talk more, she didn't mention it anymore.

"Sister Xun, Huayi asked someone to contact me."

She is very smart. In order to gain Zhou Xun's trust, she opens her heart to him.

On the other hand, the conflict between Zhou Xun and Rong Xingda has long been irreconcilable, and this is something that everyone from top to bottom knows.

Zhou Xun looked up and smiled casually: "That's pretty good. What do you think?"

"Compared to the conditions offered by Director Shaohong and Sister Xiaowan, the artist share isn't much different, but they promised to give it to me..."

"The location of Xuejian, the heroine of Chinese Paladin III."

Zhou Xun hummed, without commenting.

It wasn't that she was indifferent, but that she knew her beautiful and intelligent fellow sister too well, and knew that she hadn't finished speaking.

Yang Mi swallowed a few more mouthfuls of food without much appetite. "Sister Xun...actually...I'd like to ask you to talk to Director Lu about whether I can come to Wenjie if there's a chance."

Zhou Xun sighed in his heart, thinking that you, little girl, have been laying the groundwork for so long, and finally you are getting to the point.

Looking at Yang Mi with her red lips, white teeth and charming eyes, she couldn't help but think of another young actress of the same age as her.

They are both at the same age, but their personalities are very different.

Sissi is usually lazy and innocent, but she is influenced by Lu Kuan and becomes more sophisticated.
Yang Mi is more like Song Jia, who was commented on by the young director this morning. She plays a village girl and almost has the word "village girl" written on her face.

She looked too shrewd and not particularly likeable.

Zhou Xun looked at her and said seriously, "I can help you."

"But first of all, even though Lu Kuan and I have known each other for such a long time and have a good relationship, we never talk about these things. He may give me face, or he may not."

"Second, I don't think it's a good idea for you to ask the boundary."

Zhou Xun is a white phosphorus type personality. This actress with an extremely rich emotional world can almost imagine the plot that follows.

Yang Mi might fall in love with a domineering CEO, or she might use her sex appeal to entertain others, but if she meets someone like Lu Kuan, the result will definitely not be good.

Because Jiang Qinqin's story had happened before her eyes.

The only person who seemed to treat Lu Kuan differently was that she had only met Concubine Liu Yi.

Yang Mi bit her lip, looking unwilling: "Sister Xun, why?"

It was hard to persuade the damned ghost with kind words, so Zhou Xun said earnestly: "If he likes someone, he will sign on his own without anyone asking him to."

"Didn't you see Song Jia this morning? He likes actors who have good acting skills and are down-to-earth and hardworking."

"You've met several times, and he's also seen your professional abilities on the set of The Return of the Condor Heroes. To be honest... he probably just wasn't impressed."

Zhou Xun's words were not very polite. There were only two people in the room, and he didn't think about considering her self-esteem.

If I don't say it firmly, this little girl might just throw herself into the fire.

"Sister Xun, since he admires your acting so much and you two have such a good relationship, you..."

Zhou Xun sneered inwardly, I'm a fucking undercover!
"Lu Kuan is a friend to me who I can eat meat and drink with. He would think of me when there was suitable business, even if I went to Huayi."

Xun Ge'er did not hide anything and directly stated his next home.

"I don't like the feeling of my friends becoming my leaders. It makes us feel weird and uncomfortable."

Yang Mi sighed deeply, and after a long while she said dully, "Sister Xun, I really want to leave Rongxingda too."

"Let alone compared to Wenjie, even compared to second-tier companies like Huayi, Rongxingdadu..."

Zhou Xun smiled, of course she understood what Yang Mi meant.

In later generations, there was a term jokingly called the "Rongxingda Curse", which means that all the actors who left Rongxingda became famous.

Zhou Xun's contract expired in 2006 and she did not renew it. After joining Huayi, she became a movie star and won the Best Actress awards at both the Golden Horse Awards and the Hong Kong Film Awards for her role in If Love.
Yang Mi's contract expired in 2010 and was not renewed. She had previously accumulated a large number of fans in "Xian San", and she became a top star in "Palace".
There are also examples such as Jiang Mengjie and Yang Yang.

The fundamental reason is that the domestic film industry has entered the era of blockbusters, box office revenue has skyrocketed, and the big screen has become increasingly important in promoting stars.

Rongxingda is unable to provide its artists with considerable film resources.

On the other hand, Li Shaohong and Li Xiaowan, the soul duo of Rong Xingda, like Wang Jinhua, their nanny-style agent model has failed to keep up with the trend of the times.

Take Zhou Xun for example. It is hard to avoid conflicts when her emotionally rich love and lifestyle encounters China's patriarchal management like Rong Xingda.

An obvious example is that Li Shaohong once instructed a marketing article to be titled: "Director Mom Li Shaohong: Your Love Warms Zhou Xun For a Lifetime."

The economic base determines the superstructure. The output value, situation and marketing ideas of domestic entertainment are changing with each passing day. Rong Xingda is still clinging to its outdated system. It is no wonder that the artists will become disloyal when they become more powerful.

Zhou Xun suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, Wang Xiaolei from Huayi called me recently and wanted me to persuade you to come to Huayi."

"But it's better for you to decide this matter yourself. The relationships in the entertainment industry are complicated, and sometimes a single decision can affect your entire life."

Yang Mi pondered for a few seconds and asked tentatively, "Sister Xun, are you talking about the relationship between Wenjie and Huayi..."

"I didn't say anything, haha, don't guess randomly."

After a pause, she kindly offered a warning: "Don't be like the Koreans, who were pushed out into the arena and didn't even realize they were the first to be thrust into the spotlight."

"Even if you go to Huayi, you still have to have a sense of who you can and cannot offend."

"Mi Mi, you are smart. Remember the past and learn from it. Just look at it more and think about it more, and you will understand."

Time passed quickly and the afternoon shooting started soon. Yang Mi was a little confused and did not choose to leave. She continued to watch from the sidelines as the crew began to get back into order.

Suddenly, there was a commotion and several honking sounds at the entrance of a filming base on a street in the 70s, and then a Toyota Alpha was let in by the guard.

At the same time, Boss Lu, who had just sat in front of the monitor, hung up the phone and wondered why Xiao Liu came over at this time.

Yang Mi turned around and saw Liu Yifei and her daughter walking over with two assistants, carrying a few bags of things that looked like tea and fruit.

Liu Yifei had a calm expression, and didn't seem as excited as she was before about to meet Lu Kuan. She tied her hair casually into two buns, put on her sunglasses simply, and walked towards the set.

"Hey, Mimi is here too?" The little girl saw Yang Mi with a worried look on her face as she approached.

Yang Mi walked over naturally and took the two bags of supplies from her hands: "Hello, Aunt Liu, Xixi, I'm here to check on Sister Xin's shift and am just about to leave."

Xiao Liu smiled naturally.

So stupid, just like my old self.

What to explain?

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave. Are you going back to Peking? Let's go together later."

Boss Lu came over with the crew members: "Aunt Liu, Xiao Liu, are you here to bring warmth?"

Liu Xiaoli put down the things in her hand with a smile: "Xixi went to Shuimo to shoot a video. The local school has started the foundation construction. This is the new tea that the family of Doji and the other little ones specially asked to bring to you."

"We also bought some Luding red cherries and Danba apples from the local area. You've worked so hard on the shoot, can we give some to everyone on the crew?"

Yu Feihong waved her hand and said, "Xiao Wang, Xiao Li, you are so tactless. Come and get your things."

She turned to Lu Kuan again: "Director, what about us?"

Boss Lu looked at his watch and smiled, "Let's have some fruit after dinner, and then turn on the machine in half an hour."

There was a cheer on the set, and everyone rushed up to get things and distribute them.

Zhou Xun, Hu Jun, Wang Baoqiang, Song Jia and others had just finished putting on their makeup. When they heard cheers from outside, they came over with their makeup on.

"Xixi, why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Zhou Xun gave Xiao Liu a hug.

"It was a spur-of-the-moment decision, hehe."

Concubine Liu Yi smiled at Hu Jun again and said, "Brother Hu Jun, you seem to have darkened again."

"Haha, the guide asked me to do it, so I have to be black!"

Wang Baoqiang chimed in, "The director said that all the male actors in the production should use me as their standard. No one can be whiter than me."

Everyone laughed, and the stage manager, Xiao Li, brought over some washed fruit. Everyone sat near the waiting area and chatted.

They were all familiar with each other and were joking around, but some of them were sensitive enough to notice something was amiss.

What happened to Concubine Liu Yi today? She hadn't said a word to Lu Kuan since she met him?

If this had happened before, she would have probably stuck to him, laughing and making noises, right?
Zhou Xun watched calmly from the side while Liu Yifei chatted with Song Jia, whom she had just met. Boss Lu was leisurely sipping black tea from Shuimo Town from a distance with a calm expression.

"Song Jia, you should be Hu Ge's senior, right? You are a year older than him."

"Yes, we encountered it when we were rehearsing."

"Fei Yi, you are so beautiful, like a porcelain doll." Song Jia looked at the beautiful girl in front of her with envy. She herself was not that type of actor.

Concubine Liu Yi smiled and said, "Stop praising me. You have a truly gentle and graceful temperament. Even in this costume you exude a heroic air."

"I heard from Sister Zhou Xun that you're a good actor. Can I come and learn from you later?"

Song Jia waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, I was criticized by Director Lu this morning, and it took me six or seven takes to get the first scene approved."

When Song Jia mentioned Lu Kuan to Concubine Liu Yi, Zhou Xun glanced over casually to see how she would react.

Xiao Liu simply changed the subject, and the two continued to whisper to each other, without turning the topic to the young director as they had done in the past.

there is a problem.

Something is definitely wrong.

Zhou Xun, who started dating at the age of 18 and has been struggling in the sea of ​​love for almost ten years, quickly captured the awkward atmosphere between the two.

They chatted for a while, and perhaps it was almost time for a break, so Liu Yifei slowly stood up and walked over to Boss Lu, who was resting in the sun with his eyes closed.

Little Leather Boots kicked the chair leg rudely: "Hey, where is the bathroom? Take me there."

Except for Liu Xiaoli who gave her daughter a look to signal her not to be so rude, the other crew members seemed to be temporarily deaf and blind, and were still talking, laughing, chatting and eating fruit.

I pretended not to see or hear the conversation between the two people.

The temporary toilet conditions of the crew were too poor, so Boss Lu walked in front of her like an old cadre, holding a teacup, ready to take her to his own hotel room near the crew.

If we were to ask who was the first to notice the strange atmosphere and Concubine Liu Yi's abnormality, it would definitely be the washing machine.

He could guess the reason, which was probably the "Principal Lu's Cannes beauty-hunting incident" that was popular in the domestic entertainment industry for a few days but quickly faded away.

The rapid dissipation of popularity was not the result of him hiring someone to control the comments, but because netizens had become accustomed to it.

There's nothing much to say except calling the washing machine a beast and secretly envying it.

But since Xiao Liu didn't mention it, he just pretended to be dead...

Just like before.

Isn’t this the reason why Concubine Liu Yi decided to force him to express his position on her eighteenth birthday?

Lu Kuan looked at the shadow of the little girl who was slightly behind his own by a shoulder, wondering why she didn't speak.

"Um...how did the video go?"

"Didn't Wu Ershan send you a trailer? Why are you trying to find something to say?"

Xiao Liu's expression couldn't be described as frosty, but it was rather expressionless. She didn't even seem interested in glancing sideways at the washing machine.

"Oh, haha, I forgot."

"How's Doji? Is the wall of Shuimo Town Primary School finished?"

"Ah."

The atmosphere between the two had never been so gloomy as they walked all the way into the hotel, got into the elevator, and went to the director's suite.

Concubine Liu Yi finally took the initiative to say something: "Don't come in."

With a bang, she closed the door, walked into the room alone, and stood there blankly without moving.

Going to the bathroom was just an excuse, a reason to walk with him for a while and stay alone with him for a while.

She was about to question the washing machine as she always did, or hit him angrily.

But now it seems that none of it makes any sense.

The pen is in his hand, and he can decide how to depict and color it, but a painting cannot be decided by him.

Liu Yifei walked into the room quietly, sat beside the bed where he had slept for more than ten seconds, and then went to the bathroom to flush the toilet.

Looking at her indescribable indifferent expression in the mirror of the sink, this was the best proof of her chaotic thoughts during this period.

When he opened the door again, Xiao Liu had put on a long-lost smile: "Let's go."

"Oh." Lu Kuan crushed the unfinished cigarette butt in his hand under the sole of his shoe and responded in surprise.

It's like the process between two people from their first acquaintance to their conflict, and then to the final decision:
At the age of 15, on the way here, the girl followed him step by step with a confused look on her face.

At the age of 18, Liu Yifei, who had made up her mind to go, walked in front with gracefulness and firm steps.

Lu Kuan, the painter, had no idea that the beauty on his easel was about to jump out and give him a "surprise".

He just felt that Xiao Liu gave him a very strange feeling today.

(End of this chapter)