Entertainment: 1990

Chapter 262 Big Scene

It turns out that the leather seats in the Mercedes-Benz W14 are harder to clean than those in the Crown.

The next day, when the main group returned to Tianjin, Chen Hong had the heater on in the front, placed the air freshener in the middle, and lowered the back window by a third.

I felt a little better after being blown around like that the whole way, with the temperature constantly expanding and contracting.

Chen Hong caught a chill from the wind, but Zhang Yan couldn't care less about feeling sorry for her anymore, because Jiang Wen had dragged him to Lugou Bridge to film a scene of a group fight.

Because the extras were all recruited from the Armed Police Command School, when they arrived at the location, they saw seven or eight military trucks parked next to Lugou Bridge, and hundreds of Armed Police officers were sweeping up the snow that had just fallen the day before with brooms of various sizes.

Jiang Wen got out of Zhang Yan's Crown car, stomped his big leather boots on the stone next to him, and with a flourish of his military overcoat, looked at the bustling scene on and under the bridge, and nodded in satisfaction, saying, "Very good, very revolutionary!"

"Hot my foot!"

Zhang Yan pulled out the key and followed, cursing, "Are you deliberately messing with me? All I did was not ask you to paint, and now you want me to do an outdoor scene in the wilderness after it just snowed—and it's a summer scene at that!"

The play depicts a fight between children of privileged families and children of workers, involving hundreds of people from both sides, but is ultimately resolved by a notorious Beijing hoodlum known as "Little Rascal."

Zhang Yan made a cameo appearance as the 'little rascal,' and the scene he acted in earlier was the one where, after mediating peace at Lugou Bridge, the two sides went to a Moscow restaurant for drinks together.

"That's not being realistic. This is clearly the will of Heaven."

As Jiang Wen spoke, she waved to Er Yong, the production manager. Er Yong, who was talking to a middle-aged man, immediately ran over to report, "General Manager Zhang, Brother Wen, everything is settled. Once all the day shift workers arrive, we'll take some people to ride the bikes over."

This scene depicts hundreds of people riding bicycles to the Lugou Bridge to arrange a fight; almost everyone on the scene had a 28-inch bicycle.

The middle-aged man we just talked about is the chairman of the trade union at a nearby state-owned factory. Eryong was talking to him about borrowing workers' bicycles for filming.

I heard that Jiang Wen was filming a movie, and the other party was very generous—or rather, generous with their money—in any case, they agreed immediately.

"That's not what I'm asking about."

Jiang Wen pointed at Zhang Yan and said, "Tell our CEO Zhang whether this play was arranged a few days ago."

Er Yong glanced at Jiang Wen, then at Zhang Yan, and took two steps back: "It was indeed arranged a few days ago..."

"Look what I said."

Jiang Wen immediately shrugged and said, "Would I lie to you..."

Before he could finish gloating, Er Yong added, "But it's not like it has to be today."

"My darn thing!"

Jiang Wen glared at him and tried to grab his collar, but Er Yong turned and ran, shouting as he ran: "Brothers, hurry up and clean up. After we're done filming, we'll go to a restaurant. I've ordered mutton soup in advance, and there's plenty of steamed buns, rice, and mutton soup!"

Seeing that she couldn't catch up, Jiang Wen turned to Zhang Yan and said, "If we wait any longer, it will only get colder. Luckily, the snow yesterday wasn't heavy. If it had snowed heavily, it would have been troublesome."

Zhang Yan gave him the middle finger and asked, "Do you still have a broom?"

"What, are you going to share the joy with the people?"

"Get out of here. I need to stretch my legs first, or I'll freeze to death!"

So Zhang Yan found a broom, chose a spot that hadn't been swept yet, and started sweeping snow in a zigzag pattern along one side of the earthen slope while walking under the bridge.

As I was sweeping, I heard the loudspeaker behind me blare: "Hey, hey, everyone listen up! The person walking towards you now is Mr. Zhang, the multi-millionaire who produced 'Tianjin Wei,' 'I'm Crazy for Singing,' and 'Chinese Poetry Conference.'"

As a newlywed big boss who just bought a three-courtyard house and drives a Mercedes-Benz, he's incredibly down-to-earth, carrying a broom and treating the work of the working class as his own…

"Are you fucking bored?!"

Zhang Yan wanted to go back up the slope and kick Jiang Wen a couple of times halfway through the conversation, but it had just snowed and the weather was freezing cold, making going downhill difficult and going uphill even more so. In his haste, he accidentally slipped and fell. By the time he got up, grabbed a broom, and rushed up the hillside, Jiang Wen had already disappeared.

Zhang Yan thought about it and decided that he couldn't give up halfway, so he started shoveling snow again.

Several people below also swept upwards, and the two sides quickly met in the middle.

As Zhang Yan descended the earthen slope to the bottom of the pit, he was immediately surrounded by a group of armed police officers. One asked about the singer's situation, while another inquired about when the second episode of the Poetry Competition would be held.

Zhang Yan was a quick-witted person, so he handled the situation with ease and soon became friends with the extras. He then started cursing Jiang Wen for being a jerk and for choosing to film a summer scene on a snowy day.

However, most of the armed police officers were prepared in advance, wearing tactical vests under their white shirts—as for the lead actors and a few professional actors in the front row, they could only rely on their physical strength to endure it.

If Zhang Yan had known earlier, she would definitely have worn a warmer layer underneath, but Jiang Wen hadn't mentioned what kind of film they were shooting today at all.

So that bastard did it on purpose!

Around 8:15, seeing that the snow in the vicinity had been mostly cleared—after all, it hadn't snowed much, just a thin layer—the production manager, Eryong, started urging us to go to the factory to ride our bikes.

After all, they were armed police. Several leaders raised their arms and shouted twice, and the various teams assembled and began to march toward the factory—the ones marching in perfect unison were a group that accidentally slipped and fell while going uphill.

Unable to find Jiang Wen anywhere, Zhang Yan went along to join in the fun.

When they returned, the formation was rather scattered because everyone was riding bicycles. Zhang Yan was riding at the front, and from a distance he could see Jiang Wen and Er Yong tinkering with a military jeep without a roof.

Zhang Yan accelerated and drifted to a stop in front of the car.

Seeing that the visitor was not friendly, Jiang Wen quickly said, "Well, since we've already ridden the bikes over, let's rehearse first."

As he spoke, he jumped off the jeep from the other side, asked an officer for a car, and drove directly to the bottom of the bridge.

Er Yong also hurriedly picked up the megaphone and shouted for everyone to pay attention to the director's demonstration.

Soon, the edge of the pit was surrounded by armed police. Jiang Wen gestured for Er Yong to throw him the megaphone, then pushed the cart with one hand and held up the megaphone with the other, shouting: "We don't have any words for this part, the requirement is just two words 'momentum'. When you step, you have to be proud and imposing, and there has to be a murderous look in your eyes - just like this."

As he spoke, Jiang Wen put down the loudspeaker and started rolling up his sleeves.

Then, swinging his arms, he pushed the bike forward, shouting at the top of his lungs, "If you don't feel it's strong enough, put all your strength into the handlebars and the frame, preferably until your veins bulge!"

To be honest, his movements did have a bit of a thuggish feel to them, and his performance style was more suitable for extras who hadn't received any training.

Then Jiang Wen abandoned the car and switched to a performance style that included performing empty-handed and carrying equipment.

After he demonstrated it several times at the top of his lungs, Eryong hurriedly ran down the slope, picked up the megaphone that Jiang Wen had dropped, and shouted: "According to the squad groups we agreed on beforehand, even-numbered people go to the east side to change into white shirts; odd-numbered people go to the west side to change into military uniforms—don't forget to bring your bicycles!"

As Eryong shouted, the armed police officers split up into left and right groups according to their classes.

Because the camp was in disarray on the way back by bike, many classes were mixed together, and many bicycles needed to turn around, it took a full twenty minutes to sort them out.

Seeing the clattering and crashing of the bicycles, Zhang Yan couldn't help but frown. He then took a mobile phone from his assistant and started making calls to call for backup.

After the two groups changed their clothes, they began to rush down the bridge under the coordination of the film crew.

Jiang Wen ran back and forth with the viewfinder, sometimes instructing the two sides of the bridge pier to be as level as possible and not to be too far apart, and sometimes telling the military uniform crew to move the middle part back a bit to give the two military jeeps room.

As soon as Zhang Yan hung up the last phone call, he heard him shouting at the top of his lungs from under the bridge: "We're all soldiers, so let's think of this as combined arms operations, understand?!"

With just two beat-up jeeps, they've managed to pull off a combined arms operation.

Zhang Yan was speechless when he heard Jiang Wen shout, "Mr. Zhang, don't just stand there, take off your clothes and come down to greet the guests."

Damn~
This is no longer just petty; he probably still suspects that he and Liu Xiaoqing are having an affair!
(End of this chapter)