Chapter 102 Chapter 102 Director and Producer
In the Guangde Building, Guo Degang’s head was buzzing as he looked at the figures leaving in panic like lost dogs.
"That's it... solved?"
Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe it.
I tried my best to say good things, but these gangsters remained unmoved.
He had even begun to consider changing places, but he was unwilling to do so.
Now, it is so relaxed, without drama at all, without any fighting or harsh words. Is this solved?
If it were based on the content in storytelling or stand-up comedy that he was good at, this situation would have required at least 300 rounds of fighting, and the fight would be complete.
Have I gone astray in my "long boxing and short fighting" skills over the years?
In Pingshu, big books like "Water Margin" and "Three Heroes and Five Righteousnesses" are called "Changquan".
Individual short stories such as "Kangxi's Private Visit to Yueming Tower", "Wu Song Fighting Tigers", "Drunken Fighting Golden Branches" or content extracted from large books are called "short fights".
Teacher Guo turned to look at the dozen or so people in black suits in front of him, and nodded awkwardly, not knowing how to thank them.
At this time, the other party raised his hand to indicate that you are welcome.
"You don't need to say much when you are entrusted by others." After saying this, he turned around and left.
“Green mountains never fall, green waters always flow!” Guo Degang still said goodbye according to the rules of the world. The other party just waved his hand and left gracefully.
"De Gang, these people don't look like gangsters." Mr. Zhang just came out from the backstage at this moment.
"Well, if you are a gangster, you will have to order something after finishing the work. It will not be so pleasant." Guo Degang agreed with the old man: "Is Zhang Yuan really that powerful?"
The old man asked him before When he asked Zhang Yuan, he had no hope at all.
He said in his heart that he is a film and television actor, I am a cross talk actor, everyone is an actor, and I am much older than him. If I can't solve the problem, can he solve it?
Now it seems that it is really even!
Guo Degang thought to himself, I am a few years older than him, so I am really growing up.
“Remember what I said before?” Mr. Zhang Wenshun tilted his shoulders: “I just said, he looks like a noble man.”
“Don’t worry about how he is. , but the disease has been cured twice, so what else is there to say?"
"Then we..."
"Just wait," Mr. Zhang remained the same. Calm: "Let's see what he thinks."
"Again, it's better than us who are hungry and full."
In the Guangde Building, apart from the rustling of broken tea bowls, the only sound left was the sound of Teacher Guo's cell phone dialing.
……
The crew.
"That's good." Zhang Yuan received the call from the other party and was sure that it was done, and he felt a lot more relaxed.
After all, he has ideas about the cross talk club, and it's not a good sign that people keep causing trouble.
"Brother, thanks to you this time, counting the last time, I owe you twice."
[Received a thank you from Guo Degang, cross talk basic +6, stand-up comedy Basics +8, Taiping Lyrics +4, Stage Experience +5! 】
"We are all friends. We don't speak the same language as one family..."
We chatted for a few more words, then said goodbye and put down the phone.
"Brother Long, I have to thank you properly this time." Zhang Yuan immediately picked up the whole bottle of beer and used chopsticks to pry open the cap.
Boom!
Dun, dun, dun...
In a small whirlwind, I drank up an entire bottle as a token of my gratitude.
“Okay, feel free!” Huang Julong immediately followed suit and also showed off a bottle.
"Brother Long, who are you looking for? So clever?"
"Hi, they are just a group of old colleagues. The leader has been with Cheng Lihua for more than ten years and is Tang Seng's wife."< br>
Zhang Yuan understood now that the old lady was no ordinary person.
Back then, this man made his first pot of gold by selling the precious mahogany wood he had obtained through “property confiscation” and selling it to Hong Kong Island and overseas.
It’s like in ancient times, there were businessmen selling things from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Without a big backer in the court, how could they do this job?
The old lady also bought a piece of land to build a building on Chang'an Street, and opened the "Chang'an Club" on the top floor, which ranks among the top ten clubs in the country. Hong Kong Island Li is also a member.
For a person of this status, what can the head bodyguard around him do?
He toasted again, thanked him again, and his relationship with Huang Julong became much closer.
"I heard from Uncle Guoli that you are very interested in traditional folk arts, and you even know a lot of them. Is this cross talk group your team?" Li Yu asked.
His father Li Baotian has a good relationship with Zhang Guoli, and he himself studied storytelling as a teacher. With these two relationships, he and Zhang Yuan are also very close.
"They are just friends, but I also learned a lot of cross talk and storytelling skills from them." Zhang Yuan looked at the attributes and told the truth.
"You can also tell stories!" Li Yu immediately became energetic, this is one of his skills.
“A little bit.”
“That’s just right, tell us a little bit.” Huang Julong also made a fuss, drinking and teasing him was just a pastime.
Brother Long had just finished helping him, and Zhang Yuan could not refuse his words.
Immediately, he picked up the Nokia Adam Royal Envoy in his hand.
"Generals are born to be courageous." He raised his breath and spoke with a face that was slightly red under the influence of alcohol.
“The autumn water wild goose feather knife is horizontal across the waist.”
“The wind blows and the mountains and rivers move.”
……
"Peace awaits the return of the imperial edict."
"The general and I..."
At this point, Zhang Yuan took a photo with his phone!
It’s a Nokia anyway, so it can’t be photographed badly, but I’m afraid the table will break.
There was only a crisp sound, and then three words were uttered.
"Take off your shirt!"
"Today I'm going to talk about a piece of "Dragon Movie"!" Zhang Yuan chose the content he was most familiar with, after all, he read the script every day.
"Okay!!!" Li Yu took the lead in applauding.
He is an expert. He does not need to listen to the main text. He can confirm it just by uttering the opening poem.
“This is an expert!”
Articulation, rhyme, size, and rhythm all have obvious traces of training, and he is by no means the kind of fancier who learned it by watching TV.
And this was still after drinking, so my enunciation was still as steady as ever.
Li Yu didn’t know that Zhang Yuan had a roommate, who would be able to get drunk and talk about cross talk in the future, and enjoy his stream of consciousness.
“It’s a rule, it’s the right time to throw the emperor.” Li Yu boasted.
"Is there any significance to this?" Brother Long didn't understand.
"The fall of Yuzi is in the last sentence of the setting poem, which is the storytelling of Guanli."
"The fall is at the end of the last sentence, that is the technique of Guanwai."
" Zhang Yuan speaks standard Mandarin, and it is appropriate to use the method outside Shanhaiguan. "If you use the method outside Shanhaiguan, you must use Northeastern. This is the rule of storytelling."
"Also, as my master Li Boqing said in Sichuan-style storytelling, there are those who simply don't throw the emperor. Every place is different."
"And the best thing about this setting poem is that it is appropriate."
"The content of this paragraph is the emperor's farewell song for the general before the expedition."
""The Eight Parts of the Dragon" "In ", Xiao Feng was later made the King of the South Campus by Yelu Hongji."
"These two sentences fit perfectly with the characters in the story."
Huang Julong. After listening to Li Yu's words, He Jinsong realized that there were so many twists and turns inside.
"Yuan, you said you can act."
"Martial arts."
"Even crosstalk and storytelling."
Jin Song scratched his head: "You What else can’t you do?”
“You are so versatile for such a young person!”
Zhang Yuan spoke and they listened with interest.
……
I got up early the next day and came to the set.
As usual, he changed into his costume and began to recite his lines while walking.
But he soon discovered that the atmosphere on the set today seemed different from the past.
The expressions of the staff were extremely nervous and they felt restless.
"Brother Jun...why are you so nervous?"
He stepped forward to say hello to Hu Jun and found that even the eldest brother looked anxious.
“You don’t know yet.” Hu Jun said close to his ear: “Lao Zhang is here.”
Oh, it turned out that it was the bearded man who came to inspect the set, no wonder.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan's face darkened.
"Director Zhou...can you survive this?"
When I arrived at the filming site, I saw the bearded man moved a stool and sat less than one meter behind Zhou Xiaowen.
This is intended for on-site supervision.
“Hello, Director Zhang.”
"Yes."
Zhang Yuan stepped forward and said hello, and the other party's answer was a little salty.
He raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and went about his business as usual.
The bearded man stared at his back for several seconds after he turned around.
He arrived at the set at midnight last night, but went directly to the room of assistant director Ma Peng without making any announcement.
Knocking on the door in the middle of the night is not an unspoken rule, and of course it happens a lot.
Ma Peng is his thorn in the crew, equivalent to a royal guard, supervising all officials.
He has several crews to run and has to deal with investors. He doesn’t have time to spend all his time on the crew, so he has such a number one role.
I went to the crew to find him first, just to understand the situation.
After talking to each other, Ma Peng didn’t have many people to praise.
Of course, placing him in "Dragon" was not just for the purpose of nominating outstanding employees.
There are a lot of bad things to say.
The top one among them is Zhou Xiaowen.
The second child is Zhang Yuan.
There is no way, the struggle for interests can be regarded as a personal vendetta.
So the bearded man had a cold attitude towards him.
We filmed as usual in the morning, nothing major went wrong.
But when it was time for lunch, the quarrel between Big Beard and Zhou Xiaowen came from the tent provided by the crew for the actors to rest temporarily.
Not long after, Zhou Xiaowen opened the door curtain and walked out angrily.
"Director Zhou, what's wrong?" Zhang Yuan hurriedly handed over a cigarette.
"Fuck, Lao Zhang started making trouble as soon as he came here, saying that he wanted to reshoot the battle between Yanmen Pass and Shaoshi Mountain."
Zhou Xiaowen took a sharp sip, with a bad look on his face: "They said I was too stingy in filming, and there is no martial arts family. National sentiment."
"It doesn't have that earth-shattering feeling."
Zhang Yuan's face faded, and as expected, what is coming will come, and he will not be able to escape after all.
“Actually, I have seen through it. This old guy just wants to steal money from investors.”
"If we reshoot, we can increase the budget, and he also has the opportunity to use his hands."
Zhou Xiaowen smoked an entire cigarette in three or four puffs, and his lung capacity is comparable to that of Brother Qian.
“Just like before starting the movie, he insisted on shooting with a high-definition camera.”
“High-definition technology is not mature these days, everyone uses standard definition.”
“ Moreover, the broadcast standard of TV stations is also standard definition. Even if it is shot in ultra-high definition, the result will be blurry as soon as it is played. It is not in vain.”
"I realized later." Zhou Xiaowen curled his lips: "No one uses high-definition, and the cost is opaque. Lao Zhang can use it to reimburse accounts and ask investors for money."
"After all, it's still money!"< br>
Of course Zhang Yuan knew that the bearded man jumping up and down all day long, walking around like a dog, was not just for his own benefit.
After 15 and 16 years, I basically stopped filming. The old man said that investors wanted to use popular celebrities, and he would rather not film for the quality of the drama.
In fact, everyone knows that there are many traps, it has a reputation for being domineering, and its investors are not stupid.
Especially when film and television investment enters the Internet era, the Internet tycoons are all experts in cost control, and the accounts are clean, so the bearded man has no room to operate.
"Director Zhou, as the saying goes, "Forbearance is a knife in the head, but those who endure are heroes in the past." Zhang Yuan persuaded with sincerity.
“Halfway through the filming, I just passed it with patience.”
“Oh, I didn’t expect that you are younger than me and your thinking is more mature.” Zhou Xiaowen said with a wry smile: “Okay, I'll try my best."
Zhang Yuan looked at the bearded middle-aged man.
I hope you can survive...
(End of this chapter)