Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 370 Washing Machine: Add Time!

In July in Washington, D.C., in a luxury suite on the nineteenth floor of the St. Regis Hotel, the first ray of pale golden morning light leaked through the curtains.

Lu Kuan's arm was still under Concubine Liu Yi's neck, but it had become numb after a night, which shows how heavy this love was.

He was lying sideways, his left hand still resting on her waist.

Squinting my eyes, I saw that the girlfriend in front of me suddenly had a sag from her plump and perky buttocks.

The curve of her waist had just the right depth, seemingly untouched by Italy's ubiquitous tiramisu and gelato.

The crew gathered for a meeting at ten o'clock. As it was still early, Boss Lu wanted to secretly pull his arm out to take a nap, but the mermaid held his arm tightly and he could not move.

He dozed off again, snoring slightly.

Not long after, Liu Yifei also woke up. She squinted her eyes and noticed the rise and fall of his Adam's apple. Suddenly, she retracted her neck and rubbed it against him, sweeping the tuft of hair on the top of her head back and forth across his chin.

Boss Lu frowned in a half-asleep state, and unconsciously raised his hand to scratch himself, which made his girlfriend laugh.

When he opened his eyes, he saw another picture of Sleeping Beauty in front of him.

"Sissi, are you awake?"

no respond.

Xiao Liu's acting has been a bit detached recently, and even his eyelashes didn't tremble slightly.

Boss Lu looked at the cute little thing, and his left hand slid along her spine to her waist and scratched her twice.

Concubine Liu Yi immediately broke down, her shoulders trembling from trying to hold back her laughter, and her hair blew up into dandelion shapes in the morning light.

“Itchy!”

The girl's pretty face had a happy dimple, filled with the dim sunlight and warm love, and she hugged her boyfriend's neck and gave him a routine good morning kiss.

Love and passion are always like this.

I wonder if many years from now, the pure love girl will have a day when she gets kissed by a middle-aged couple and then feels disgusted all night.

Boss Lu rubbed her hard in his arms again: "Sleep a little longer, it's only a little after seven o'clock."

The man's arms sank into the curve of her waist, as if sinking into a quilt that had been dried in the sun, soft and lovely.

The end of Liu Yifei's hair brushed across the inside of her forearm, causing her skin to feel a slight itch.

The sweet scent mixed with jasmine conditioner drifted into his nose with the rhythm of his breathing, as if someone had stuffed a handful of freshly picked gardenias into the air-conditioned room.

The ink painting lying around last night turned into an elegant feast with full color, aroma and taste in the morning, which made the gourmets salivate.

"Big Feast" smiled sweetly and reached out to grab Pinocchio's nose to stop him from doing evil, but in her heart she was secretly amazed at his vigorous vitality.

The little girl blushed and complained, "Why is it like this every morning? Didn't we... do that yesterday?"

Boss Lu didn't even open his eyelids and said with a double meaning: "It's natural to be hungry one day and full the next."

"How about...? Morning exercise?"

"Hmm~"

This is not a coquettish act, it is a rejection that starts with the second tone and then the fourth tone, a polite rejection that goes around in eight roundabout ways in a sweet and naive tone.

But it is obvious that Liu Yifei is no stranger to the term "morning exercise" which refers to the magical modification of the washing machine.

Lu Kuan continued to tease her: "Didn't I tell you that you can't keep getting engorged all the time?"

"Really?" Xiao Liu looked at him in confusion: "Then I..."

"Let me take you to exercise!"

The little girl used her waist and abdomen to break free from his clutches, knelt on the bed and pulled his arm: "Get up, go to the gym to exercise."

"No." Boss Lu said with a look of resistance: "This muscle can't be trained in the gym!"

"Haven't you read the original novel of 'The Return of the Condor Heroes'? When practicing the 'Jade Girl Heart Sutra', your whole body will steam. You need to be naked in a deserted area, and both of you should use your internal energy to guide and protect each other. Otherwise, the heat will accumulate, leading to serious consequences."

He argued plausibly: "This is a truth!"

"Go away! You're still lying to me! I looked up the information the last time you said that." Liu Yifei slapped him on the chest: "You're not sick here, you're just sick in your heart, dirty and dirty!"

"Hurry up and get up! I need to start the washing machine renovation project!"

Boss Lu was horrified when he heard this: "What the hell?"

"Quit smoking, exercise, and..."

Xiao Liu was a little embarrassed: "Be moderate in your sexual life."

"No, I'm only 26 and I only have one girlfriend. Why should I control this?"

Concubine Liu Yi raised her eyebrows and said with a murderous tone: "How many more do you want?"

"How about two more?" the washing machine said with a playful smile.

"Can you take a beating?"

"That's it."

Xiao Liu fixed the fallen shoulder strap to prevent Lu Kuan from being tempted by her beauty again. He was neither rich nor generous.

She took the notebook from the desk and opened the saved web page.

"Here, this is the information I looked up. I took note of what you said last time about whether it was blood-filled or not."

Boss Lu frowned and looked over——

Xinlang.com, Gender Channel Health Column, Professor Qin, an expert in men's health at Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

Let me start by saying: Men's health issues in modern society cannot be ignored. Common problems include impotence, premature ejaculation, and infertility. A considerable number of these problems stem from excessive sexual activity between husband and wife in their youth. Over time, this situation becomes a drain on the pond.

Xiao Liu looked at Boss Lu puzzledly as he pulled out his phone from the bedside. "What are you doing? You haven't finished reading it yet?"

"Don't worry about it. I'll call Chen Tianqiao and have him fire and block this Qin Jiaoshou. What the hell!"

Concubine Liu Yi covered her mouth and giggled: "I know he might be advertising, but what he said does make some sense. Everything is excessive or insufficient."

"That has to happen first!" The washing machine was indignant and immediately made a gesture to execute his girlfriend on the spot.

"Wait! Wait!" Xiao Liu looked at his "tense" expression with amusement: "I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious yet."

The little girl looked cunning and said, "How about this, let's make a deal."

"You exercise with me every morning, and in the evening..."

"One at a time, okay?"

Damn it?

This devilish girl, it turns out she was waiting for me here!
The washing machine was furious: "Liu Yifei, you're talking about a planned economy here, right? Are you giving me sleeping tickets?"

"Separate from the business, each one is responsible for their own profits and losses. Whether or not to be frugal is my business! I am responsible for my kidney deficiency, so don't worry about it!"

"If I can get rid of two out of three, pornography, gambling, and drugs, what's the point of living?"

The girlfriend frowned and looked at him. She had never expected this bastard to react so strongly, as if she had disturbed a rat's nest.

"Alright, alright, once for two, that's it!"

Boss Lu hugged her and said, "Oh, the exchange rate has changed again. The linked exchange rate system has been implemented. That's what you studied at Booth School of Business, right?"

When faced with his health problems, Xiao Liu was always assertive: "I don't care. I just know that you are in sub-health condition. Exercise is never a bad thing."

A one to two exchange rate is fine, at least it can allow him to exercise two or three times a week, right?

The female graduate student looked at her boyfriend triumphantly, feeling proud of her genius idea.

But she may soon realize the seriousness of the problem.

How can you have a linked exchange rate without a quota? Are your reserves really that sufficient?

Seeing that she was unmoved, Lu Kuan said sarcastically, "Coach Liu should set a standard for how long each workout should last."

Xiao Liu pursed his lips as if thinking of something, his face a little embarrassed: "Just an hour, about the same time as yours..."

"Fair, right?"

"Yeah, fair, fair, very fair." Boss Lu looked at her with a smile, got out of bed and went to the bathroom: "Find my clothes, brush my teeth and wash my face, and go get some exercise."

"Okay!" Concubine Liu Yi agreed more readily than anyone else, her joy beyond words.

My plan worked.

Washing Machine: I'm going to start my plan. The two of them went to the hotel gym, where a few people were already doing morning exercises, panting heavily.

Liu Yifei tied her hair into a neat ponytail and let go of her boyfriend's arm.

"Monday is chest day. Plank, incline, decline, butterfly machine chest press, then cool down, treadmill. Is this intensity okay?"

Boss Lu said calmly, "Come on."

Boss Lu seems to be carefree with his laughter, anger and scolding on a daily basis, but in fact he is more afraid of death than anyone else. He decided to make the best of it and started exercising seriously.

Why waste this time?

Liu Yifei used small weights to shape her body, while he used large weights to build muscle. The couple became fitness partners and spent a pleasant hour together.

The clock in the gym pointed to 8:20, and the two stopped on the treadmill that was gradually coming to a stop.

Liu Yifei's ponytail was a little messy, revealing a few strands of hair, and her cheeks were as red as ripe peaches. "That's great! Let's go."

"You did a good job. I'll give you a reward when we get back!" She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, and turned around in a daze to see her boyfriend standing there motionless.

"Let's go?"

"where to?"

"Go back to your room to take a shower and change clothes?"

Boss Lu looked at her with a smile and glanced at the time on his phone: "There's a meeting at ten o'clock, there's still time, don't go back yet."

Concubine Liu Yi was puzzled: "Ah? Where are we going then?"

Boss Lu had a look of disdain on his face as he stood still. The blood-filled effect of his chest training day was prominent, and his figure looked even more majestic.

He unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and took a sip, then shook his head at his girlfriend with a joking look that said, "You're too young." "I'm not going anywhere. Keep practicing."

"I want extra time!"
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Washington, on the set of "The Sky of History."

"Lu! Welcome back."

"Lu, it's nice to see you again!"

"Hey man! Knowing you were coming back, I turned down Nolan's The Dark Knight!"

Boss Lu warmly greeted his enthusiastic North American crew colleagues: "Welcome, I hope Nolan's call can come later."

"Hahaha!"

The last person whose tone was a bit exaggerated was Hollywood lighting guru Kim Kay.

He is also the lighting director of "Inglourious Basterds" and "Kill Bill" and is an old partner of Quentin.

Because the crew was temporarily disbanded in June, the original lighting director found another job, so Boss Lu had no choice but to dig this person out from Nolan to fill the void.

If everything goes well, the final climax scene will not take more than two weeks and will not delay Nolan's new movie.

Especially since Nolan had signed a contract with the studio and the North American industry before, Boss Lu also has a share in this movie.

The notice board displayed the last two key scenes:
Zhang Chunru was speechless before the debate due to excessive nervousness, harassment and threats from the right wing, and in the final PBS debate, she targeted Kunihiko Saito.

After some greetings, Zhao Fei came over with a stack of storyboard manuscripts.

"Director Lu, Concubine Yi is putting on makeup, shall we touch the camera first?"

"Okay, come on!"

The two sat down in the director's chairs, and Zhao Fei reported everything in detail: "The main camera is a fixed SONY FX6, set up at the door frame, with a 28mm wide-angle focal length."

"Handheld..."

"Wait."

Zhao Fei looked up in confusion, and Boss Lu took the arrangement of the various camera positions directly from his hand.

"Actually, when I woke up this morning, I kept thinking about whether I could put some pressure on Xiao Liu."

Zhao Fei didn't say anything, just looked at him frowning in thought, obviously not asking him.

But ask yourself.

He naturally knew that the two domestic entertainment celebrities had become good things, but the so-called added pressure...

The young director drew circles with a pen: "For example, with this 28mm wide-angle focal length, I suggest using an aperture of f/2.8-f/4 to adjust the depth of field."

"This..." Zhao Fei was a little hesitant. So this is what Boss Lu meant by increasing the pressure?
He recognized Xiao Liu's professionalism, but in terms of experience and ability, such shots did not seem to be something an actor with her current acting experience and accomplishments could do.

The 28mm wide-angle focal length plus the aperture have the effect of slightly blurring the background, while allowing the subject to occupy more than 1/2 of the frame, using the slight distortion of the wide angle to increase the sense of movement.

In other words, it is to give Concubine Liu Yi a close-up.

In other words, this kind of shot is generally not given to anyone other than a top actor.

Because the performance under this kind of crew is like the audience using a magnifying glass to pick out your mistakes.

It is a close-up method that pursues the ultimate goal, retaining the advantages of wide-angle environmental narrative while highlighting the details of the subject.

Xiao Liu has come out of the dressing room and is rehearsing, getting used to finding the lighting and camera positions.

Boss Lu frowned and looked at her for a few seconds, then turned back to confirm his decision with Zhao Fei: "Change it! It won't go wrong if you give it a try."

"The main photographer did this, framing her behind a small desk piled with documents. The tilted composition of the bookshelves in the background heightens the sense of oppression, reflecting the pressure she was under before she lost her voice."

"Combined with a 50mm fixed focal length handheld camera, I circled the desk to capture details like trembling fingers and fluttering eyelashes, simulating her subjective perspective of mental and emotional fluctuations."

The young director glanced at the lighting situation through his sunglasses again, which was equivalent to active "noise reduction" to assist in prediction:

"Jincai is still okay. The 5600K natural light and the 2800K left fill light are very comprehensive and not scattered at all."

Zhao Fei smiled and said, "Only with the phoenix tree can we attract the golden phoenix."

"It's unlikely that you can get him to resign without hesitation and come to save the situation. It's unlikely that you can find another Asian director."

The photography expert naturally flattered him and then naturally took out a cigarette.

It’s still this bunch of old Beijing Film Academy graduates who love to play Daqianmen, just like Lao Tian and Zhang Huijun.

Boss Lu lowered his head to read the split screen, subconsciously holding the cigarette between his index and middle fingers. Before he could react, he heard the heroine in the middle of the venue shouting across the air.

"Director Lu, can you tell me about this scene?"

Liu Yifei is very dedicated and professional. When she arrived at the crew, she completely put aside her sweet and affectionate private ways. From addressing each other to communicating during performances, she never overstepped the boundaries.

These words were spoken in Chinese, so the foreigners present naturally couldn't understand them.

Looking at this dedicated Chinese actress with a smile on her face, I just thought she was communicating with the director about some work matters.

Boss Lu subconsciously looked up and saw the little girl smiling at him coquettishly. Her face was pretty, gentle and elegant.

However, this smile looked to him not much different from the "mermaid swinging her tail and hitting the waves", as if a huge wave would overturn her in the next second.

"Ah...wait a minute!"

Boss Lu stuffed the cigarette back into Zhao Fei's cigarette box, withdrew his hand with lightning speed, and sighed: "Old Zhao, I quit."

"What? You quit?"

Zhao Fei looked at him in disbelief, then looked at the cigarette.

Director Lu, who used to smoke two or three packs a day while filming a movie and almost turned the monitor screen yellow with smoke, has quit smoking?

The great photographer's eyes wandered between him and Liu Yifei. After a while, he patted the young director's shoulder with understanding, his face full of empathy like a middle-aged man.

"Understood. Take care."

"Take care of yourself."

Everything was ready on the set. The crew, who were reshooting in a low-key manner, were not affected by the paparazzi and were ready to officially start the first shot of the day.

"F4 main lens ready, G1-G3 close-up team ready."

An old white man walked out of the studio, greeted the staff, and stood there to watch the live performance.

The stage manager had been informed that this person was the president of the Berlin Film Festival, Koslik. This visit was probably another visit to the village to finalize the decision to bring "The Sky of History" to Berlin.

Lu Kuan watched intently on the monitor as Liu Yifei was about to perform.

Without any prior notice, could she give a stunning performance and pull off these demanding shots perfectly?
"Action!"

(End of this chapter)