Superstars start from the Academy of Film and Television

Chapter 57 I'm Too Difficult.

When saying goodbye to the policemen at the police station, the three of Han Fei gave them the woolen gloves they had prepared in advance as gifts. Although the woolen gloves are not as good as leather gloves in terms of cold protection, they are more flexible, and the tips of the fingers can be lifted at any time to expose them, which is convenient for them action.

"I hope to see your work on TV one day." The middle-aged policeman hugged Han Fei and the three of them one by one.

Jia Youqian patted his chest and said, "That must be done!"

"Our movie is finished!" Jia Youqian raised his glass and shouted after returning to Xie Buchen's house.

Han Fei and Xie Buchen couldn't hide the excitement on their faces. After drinking the wine and filling it up, it was another sleepless night. Even though it was New Year's Eve, they didn't feel lonely at all, even after experiencing it many times. Xie Buchen, who finished the production of the film crew, has never felt the way he does today, and that sense of accomplishment is unimaginable to outsiders.

"Hey, you won't be able to finish this film by yourself even if school starts?" Han Fei pushed Jia You to do it.

Before the shooting, who would have thought that they had finished shooting three 500G memory cards, and these materials were put together for nearly [-] hours.

Jia Yougan had a bitter face: "If you can't finish it, you have to do it."

"How about we divide the work and cooperate? I can still do a little bit of simple video editing." Han Fei mentioned cautiously.

In fact, this proposal is considered a taboo topic in the film and television industry, because directors have deep feelings for the films they shoot, even if they shoot a piece of shit, it is shit with their own smell, no director is willing to let others intervene.

Editing is an art, and it is also the embodiment of the director's self-style. Directors will guard the editing rights like a lion guarding the territory. Any offense will be taken as a provocation.

"Damn, let me tell you earlier, then I'll cut the first half, you cut the second half, and each of us will cut out a 28-minute film, trying to compress the duration to an hour." Jia Yougan patted his thigh.

"Ah?" Han Fei was stunned.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Jia Youqian slapped him on the shoulder: "Why are you looking at me like this? We made this film together, and it's everyone's work. Do I look like the kind of person who doesn't value loyalty?"

Xie Buchen shrugged: "I can't help you with this."

A few days later, Xie Buchen sent Han Fei and Jia Yougan to the airport and waved goodbye: "Happy New Year, see you at the academy!"

After boarding the plane, Han Fei fell asleep in a daze. He was so excited last night that he didn't fall asleep until three o'clock in the morning. Although the alcohol content of the wine is low, the aftereffects of the hangover are not that serious , but fatigue is indispensable.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Fei was woken up by the stewardess. He stretched and stood up. Han Fei picked up his backpack and got off the plane.

After getting the suitcase, Han Fei was about to take a taxi back, when he suddenly remembered that all the money he had on him had been given to that elder sister that day, that is to say, he had lost a penny in his pocket.

"Hey, buddy, this is considered self-sacrifice, isn't it?" Han Fei joked to himself in a bitter way.

Just when he was about to call Han Xiao to ask him to pick him up or transfer some money, a gust of cold wind mixed with snowflakes went straight down his neck, Han Fei shivered and ran back to the airport hall.

I stomped my feet. I don’t know if the sand got into the shoes or what. I always felt panicked. I took off the cotton shoes and tried to shake the sand out, but the insole fell off. What Han Fei didn’t expect was that with the insole There was also a stack of banknotes that fell.

Don't think about it, Dong Jie must have done it. No wonder Han Xiao specially told him to change cotton shoes when it was cold on the way to the airport. He co-authored it because he was afraid that he would not find it?
However, your friendly reminder is too friendly, right?What if I don't wear them and give them away to others in a moment of soft heart?
"Really, the Chinese New Year is so sensational." Han Fei suddenly had a sore nose, picked up the banknotes that fell on the ground, put on cotton shoes, and stomped his feet: "Go home!"

"I'm gaining weight." Han Fei opened the door of the house, only to find that the scene at home was completely different. Han Xiao, Li Weiguo and two other men were playing mahjong, while Dong Jie, Lu Peiling and his two aunts were playing mahjong.

"Hey, Han Fei is back, are you hungry? There are leftovers in the refrigerator, you can warm them up yourself." It was Han Fei's aunt who spoke.

"Uh, okay." Han Fei said that all the emotions he had just felt at the airport had been withdrawn. What, it seems that the couple lived quite comfortably without themselves.

After hastily eating two mouthfuls of rice, Han Fei returned to the room, turned on the computer and began to edit the video.

Video editing is actually a process of selection and splicing. The idea of ​​shooting was proposed by Han Fei. As long as it revolves around the central point of "Yangcheng Railway Station", it is not afraid to digress.

Han Fei was going to go through all the videos first. Although he was present during the filming, it was impossible for him to remember all of them since the filming lasted more than 20 days.

Holding a pen and paper in his hand, Han Fei first wrote down the time period of this material when he saw something that he thought could be used as a material, so that he would not forget some important material during the subsequent editing.

This is not only delicate work, but also physical work. After some time, Han Fei rubbed his sore back neck and prepared to go out to get some water to drink.

But unexpectedly found that the lively living room was empty, not only the guests disappeared, but also Han Xiao and Dong Jie disappeared after searching around.

In the supermarket next to the neighborhood, Dong Jie was carrying vegetables solemnly, while Han Xiao was holding the basket with hesitation on his face: "Isn't it a bit too much for us to do this?"

"What is too much? Where is it too much?" Dong Jie glared: "It is obvious that he is too much. He is not at home during the Chinese New Year. He went to shoot some documentaries. If he doesn't give him some color, this brat thinks we can't do without him." He's dead."

"Yes, you're right. I'm also angry that this kid doesn't accompany us for the New Year, but after all, he's doing a good job. We parents should support him." Han Xiao is still trying to persuade.

"This dish is not fresh, I don't want it anymore." Dong Jie angrily threw the lettuce in her hand aside: "Nonsense, if it weren't for seeing that he is doing business, can I stuff money into his cotton shoes? The point is that when he left, he didn’t say that he would take so long to shoot, it’s fine if he doesn’t come home for his birthday, he didn’t even have a word of consolation, and the pain he suffered with his mother was in vain?”

"Hey, I said, so you are angry about this."

"Nonsense, when did I get angry? I just want to teach this little heartless person a lesson. Shut up and don't tell him, or I'll never end with you!" Dong Jie turned her head and left.

Han Xiao shook his head and smiled wryly for a while: "Tell me, don't you just want me to tell my son, give you a step down, and you're still not finished with me?"

Han Xiao said that he was short of having four big characters written on his face - I am too difficult!
(End of this chapter)