Chapter 41 I will give it an ending
"Han Fei, I'm sorry to trouble you." Seeing Han Fei coming, Director Jiang greeted him enthusiastically: "It's mainly because of you. Well, our drama uses a lot of new actors due to cost considerations. Most of them can only perform, but But I can’t control the character perfectly.”
“I don’t care, but will it affect the overall plot if I add the scene rashly? Every minute of the movie is very important. I have more scenes, maybe the protagonist. The portrayal is not perfect." Han Fei said this sincerely for the sake of the crew.
"The script needs to be revised." Director Jiang looked a little serious: "Because of some plot issues, the families of the victims are very emotional."
Director Jiang is very strict with the actors, but he treats the victims very strictly. When visiting family members, he became very talkative.
"We are adapting it based on a real case, so we really have to consider the mood of the victim's family."
"Yes." Director Jiang patted Han Fei on the shoulder: "Hurry up and put on makeup for a more three-dimensional presentation. For the character Wei Youfu, we need to add some daily life.”
Enter a vacant room downstairs, which is a temporary dressing room, and Han Fei chose the corner seat to sit down.
The makeup artist put him into the same clothes that Wei Youfu often wore before his death. He also made his hair style the same as Wei Youfu's and made some slight changes to his face makeup.
Holding the newly written script, Han Fei silently flipped through it, when the dressing room door was pushed open.
"You've already filmed and you still need to make changes? I'm really convinced!" A young man over 1.8 meters tall entered the dressing room, followed by a woman in her thirties.
"Who knew that the family of the deceased had temporarily changed their mind. They are making trouble outside the building now. There is nothing they can do if they don't change." The woman was carrying a bag and holding several documents and scripts in her hands.
“I’m just wondering, why did you choose this show in the first place?” The young man vented his anger on the woman: “We need traffic but no traffic, we need funds but no funds, actors are thrown together here and there, this show Don’t let the drama ruin the reputation I’ve accumulated.”
“This is the company’s decision. There have been very few similar themes in recent years, but it may still be popular,” the woman muttered in a low voice. , seemed to be afraid that the young man would hear it, and continued: "Director Jiang Yi's strength is undoubted. Although he has never made any box-office hits, he has never made bad movies either. Acheng, please cooperate with the director." Change it."
"It's easy for you to say." Just as the young man called Acheng was about to reply, there was a noise outside the apartment building, and it seemed that someone was making a noise.
Acheng and his agent ran out to watch the fun. Han Fei, who had put on makeup, was not interested at all. He directly found Jiang Yi and planned to leave as soon as possible after the filming.
Now he doesn't care about trivial matters at all. Instead of focusing on trivial matters, he should think more carefully about how to catch the perverted murderer who killed seven people in a row and truly bring justice to the dead.
Han Fei's spiritual state has far exceeded that of most people, which can be said to be the result of that healing game.
There was some noise downstairs, and the victim’s family members seemed to have entered the community. Director Jiang had no choice but to lead Han Fei to the filming location upstairs: “We want the audience to feel that Wei Youfu once and They are the same, they are all living people, and they all have their own lives. This way, when he is killed, the audience will feel more involved, so I hope you can add a daily routine before Wei Youfu's death."
"I understand." For others, it's better to play Wei Youfu. It was difficult, but Han Fei was different. He had met Wei Youfu and remembered all of Wei Youfu's expressions.
A kind-hearted person, after experiencing despair and pain, his expression is even more heartbreaking.
"I will play him well."
Entering the shooting room, all the information about Wei Youfu in Han Fei's mind was filled into his body bit by bit. At this moment, he was no longer himself. .
Working overtime until late at night, he came home exhausted. His eyes were full of tiredness, but there was a hint of satisfaction hidden deep in the tiredness.
Sitting on the comfortable sofa, looking at the photo of his wife and himself, his eyes gradually became gentle.
Gently wiping the photo, he mentally planned to give his wife a surprise. In a few days, a large wedding photo might be hung in the house.
When he was thinking about where to hang the wedding photos, his phone started to vibrate and he answered the call.
The nagging and exhortations of his old father made him feel that he was still a child, and only in front of his father could he think about nothing.
"I understand, don't worry, you have to take care of your own health..." After hanging up the phone, Han Fei turned and walked towards the bedroom. This was a certain death.
"Blessed!" Before Han Fei could walk far, he suddenly heard an old man's voice coming from the stairs outside the camera.
The thin old man put down the banner in his hand and walked into the shooting venue in a daze: "Don't go in, you are blessed..."
Han Fei, who was walking towards the death room, stopped. He remembered this voice. It was Wei The voice of the Blessed Father.
Turning his head, Han Fei saw the old man holding a banner in his hand. The expression on his face was moving.
"Who let the victim's family in!" The camera director and the scene manager grabbed the old man's arm and tried to drag him away.
“Wait!” Han Fei hurriedly ran over: “The old man is old, don’t do this.”
He protected the old man behind him: "Speak slowly if you have anything to say."
"What's there to say? It was agreed upon at the beginning, but now they have temporarily changed their minds and refused to agree to the filming. Isn't this just an attempt to blackmail Money?" Acheng leaned against the door frame, not paying attention to the agent's eyes.
“You fart!” The skinny old man clenched the banner in his hand: “You initially said that making a movie would let more people know about this! It would help us find the murderer! That’s when we agreed! But what are you filming? ! You are just making it up!"
"We are making a movie. It is the police's job to catch the criminals." Acheng is taller than the old man. Much taller, he He looked down at the old man and said, "We have already filmed the previous plot. Just because you are making trouble unilaterally, do you know how many things we have to change? Our film, my time, do you know how much this costs in total?"
"It was you who broke your promise first!" The old man became more and more agitated. Hearing the noise, several more people holding banners ran up from downstairs. They were all family members of the victims with human body puzzle patterns. .
"What's going on?" Han Fei was also a little confused. He didn't expect the two sides to quarrel so fiercely.
"Most of the scenes are over. The families of the victims must have seen our information film and promotional advertisements." Jiang Yi sighed softly and lowered his voice: "I also want to follow my own example. I wanted to shoot it, but the management didn’t agree with my idea. In reality, the murderer has not been caught yet, but they wanted to make a perfect ending.”
“A perfect ending?”
“Yes, it cannot be released until the case is settled, so the screenwriter made it up Jiang Yi was also a little helpless: "To put it simply, the hero's halo broke out and killed the murderer by luck at the last moment."
"Since it is adapted from a real case, it is best. Don't make up the ending casually. This is disrespectful to the audience and the victim's family." Han Fei looked back at the old man. After so many years, he still went to the police station every year. The pain of losing a loved one was like this. A shackle that cannot be taken off forever.
"There is nothing we can do. Now that the filming has reached this point, we can only hope that both parties can calm down, take a step back, and talk slowly." Jiang Yi shook his head, with a sad look on his face.
"It doesn't matter." Han Fei's eyes slowly narrowed, hiding the sharpness deep in his eyes: "This drama will have an ending, we don't have to wait too long." (End of Chapter)
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