Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 61 Routine
"What are you doing? Do you know how to respect the elderly and love the young?"

"Exactly. Come in and see what's going on. Isn't this right under the Imperial City? Why can't ordinary people come in?"

"Call security!"

The studio is located in the Central Conservatory of Music, and security is tight. I don’t know how these elderly men and women who were taking a walk got in.

Ning Hao quietly approached: "They must have hired these people with their own money. They must have also taken care of the security at the door."

Before the mask incident, basically all universities were undefended, and the walls were just for decoration. The elderly people living nearby, those walking their dogs and children, could basically enter and exit freely.

The Central Conservatory of Music is a university directly under the Ministry of Education. Zhang Tianshuo certainly cannot gather a group of ruffians and vagrants to cause trouble. This group of ragged uncles and aunts are the best weapons.

When they come, they stand in front of your camera and sit on your prop box.

Non-violent non-cooperation! We are all Gandhi!
Nicholas Tse and the other two stole a glance at Lu Kuan's expression, but were disappointed not to catch any useful expression, not even a trace of fluctuation.

Boss Lu directly picked up the microphone used to direct the set: "Attention all units, take a break this morning, protect your equipment and props, and disperse where you are."

He smiled and told the elderly people, "Please be careful walking in the aisles. It's okay for you to occupy the space, but you will be required to pay compensation for any damage to property."

"We're taking a break this morning, so please go home. Those who leave first can get some mineral water at the door. We won't be keeping you for lunch!"

Then he gave Ning Hao a wink, asking him to send these old guys away safely first, so that if any of them fell, they wouldn't blame him.

Qiu Yuanxu couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he tugged at Lu Kuan's clothes and motioned him to talk aside.

"This is obviously intentional. Should we report this to Teacher Tian?"

"It's okay, let them be arrogant for a few days."

Lu Kua immediately called the assistant director of the crew and said, "Let's arrange for everyone to rest and listen to the instructions for the afternoon."

The employees of Qingying Studio were dumbfounded. They had been slacking off before, and now the crew was about to disband, but why did the director still look so leisurely?

Alas! Young people are just unreliable. I guess it’s some second-generation kid who took the family money and squandered it.

"A-zai, us?"

Chen Guanxi was looking at Nicholas Tse, which was his nickname in the Hong Kong circle.

Nicholas Tse raised the corner of his mouth coolly: "The director is the most important person in the crew, listen to the director!"

Feng Yuanzheng was also somewhat discouraged. He came here because of Lu Kuan's Grotowski method of acting, and wanted to explore in practice the similarities and differences between his teaching at Ms. Mersing in Germany and Lu Kuan's approach.

I didn't expect that this young director has such weak control over the crew. Not only can he not suppress these arrogant and powerful people in Hong Kong, but now even the normal opening of the business has become a problem.

More than ten minutes later, the scene was in chaos.

Lu Kuan was smoking one cigarette after another on the set. The other party had already made a move, so the purpose was very obvious.

It is impossible for him to just want to drag himself to death. The acting contracts of the three young actors in Hong Kong are still in his hands. If the crew does not start work, they have no work.

The entertainment industry has always been a place where people only see the laughter of newcomers and ignore the cries of the old ones.

Let Nicholas Tse, Edison Chen and other popular young actors who are already embroiled in controversy and in urgent need of exposure accompany the crew?
They themselves would not be willing to do so.

This is hoping that you will give up voluntarily when you realize the difficulty, or use the terms of the contract to terminate the contract unilaterally!
But what was Zhang Jianting's involvement in this? This was something he couldn't figure out. Whether Nicholas Tse and others were dissatisfied with their treatment, the strict demands placed on them, or simply disagreements over their creative philosophies, it was understandable.

Zhang Jianting is a big director in the Hong Kong circle. Why would his son-in-law compete with a small guy like him?

Could it be that Liu Zeyu promised him some additional "clearance reward"?
"Director, director!"

Lu Kuan's contemplation was broken when he turned around and saw Gu Ming, an actor from the crew, who was from the class of 01 of the Beijing Film Academy's junior college program and was his schoolmate.

"Brother Gu, we're not filming this morning, why haven't you left yet?"

Boss Lu gave his signature smile, a very sincere one.

If someone like Zhuang Xu, who knew him inside and out, was present, he would definitely be able to see that his expression was unusual.

"Oh, it's hard to get anything done these days."

"Brother, can you come sit in my room for a while?"

Gu Ming still admires this young director very much.

He met Lu Kuan when he was auditioning for another play at the Beijing Film Studio. At that time, Lu Kuan was leaving Tian Zhuangzhuang and the two met face to face.

Lu Kuan felt that he was more suitable to play one of the school band cellists in the movie, so he invited him to audition and join the crew.

The two sat down in the room. Gu Ming took the initiative to boil water and make tea, which was politely taken by Lu Kuan.

"Brother, we are from the same school, and you are my senior, so please don't be polite."

"On the set, we are director and actors, but outside the set, we are just brothers. There is no such thing as that."

Gu Ming adjusted his glasses and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Director Lu, I've been listening to you and Teacher Feng talk about Grotowski. It's quite interesting. Is this the method you use with Xiao Liu every morning?"

"That's right. This performance theory isn't very popular abroad. In China, I think only Teacher Feng and I have practiced it. Now there's Xiao Liu."

"Originally, I was able to invite a talented actor like Mr. Feng to perform, and it was because he agreed for the purpose of performance exchange. I didn't expect that now..."

Oh! Filming is not easy, Xiaolu sighed.

Gu Ming smoked a cigarette and looked at Lu Kuan with a wary look. He felt a little sorry for the young director who had gone from being a high-spirited man to where he is today.

Apart from supporting roles and extras, this play was also his first work with camera shots and lines.

Gu Ming asked tentatively, "Director Lu, these old men and women should be organized, right?"

He then added: "It must be closely related to these three Hong Kong actors, Nicholas Tse."

He thought about it over and over again, and from any angle he looked at it, it was impossible for Lu Kuan to know his background.

He was even nearly eliminated when auditioning for the role of a cellist, but was only able to take over because the original role had a better role.

At this time, Gu Ming didn't know that the longest road he had ever walked in his life was Boss Lu's routine.

(End of this chapter)