Grandma's cute Lalang is in the same frame

"Cut, do it again."

"Qiu Yu, you... Forget it, you can figure it out."

Han Chi was wearing small sunglasses, which were hung on the bridge of his nose in a vague way, with his eyes and ears listening to six directions and seeing all directions.He called cut countless times in the morning, but he couldn't get the feeling he wanted most.However, he still had lingering fears about what happened the night before, he didn't dare to push Qiu Yu too hard, so he had to let him figure it out.

After another shot, Huang Wenqing quickly picked up the horn and shouted "Yes", before Han Chi seemed to accept it reluctantly.

He has always procrastinated in filming, always thinking about making it perfect, and not giving a single flaw, so it has been two days since the filming started, and one-third of the original plan has not been completed.

Time is money, a huge amount of money, Huang Wenqing can't let him spend it like this anymore, the investors have long been dissatisfied with him.

"Take a break for 10 minutes."

Huang Wenqing pulled Han Chi to the side: "The producer will be here later, don't pick your bones, just get over what you have to do. You have to let them see that you are saving money!"

"How long has he been here?" Han Chi asked calmly.

"You can't tell," Huang Wen counted a cigarette, "Mr. Zhao has a lot of things going on every day, so he shouldn't stay for too long. Anyway, your task is to deal with him."

Han Chi didn't say anything, and returned to his seat.

The moment he sat down, his inner thighs were still a little sore. After returning to his room last night, he lay directly on the bed, and it took a long time before he remembered Qiu Yu's advice.He didn't bother to move, and he didn't drag his paralyzed body to the bathroom until he woke up from the pain.

He has never moved from his seat today, and he also relies on the small speaker when speaking plays, which is very salty.

At this moment, a water glass was handed to his mouth, the water was the same color as traditional Chinese medicine, Han Chi subconsciously held his breath, and hid for a while, but the owner of the water glass was impatient: "Open your mouth. "

The taste of wolfberry and chrysanthemum.

Not bitter, very light.

Qiu Yu put the water glass by Han Chi's hand, and then walked back to the set.

He discovered yesterday that Han Chi doesn't like to drink water, and he didn't see the bottom of it even after drinking 380ml of farmer's.He didn't drink a drop of water until he was thirsty, and when he started to want to drink water, he would binge drink, as if he always wanted to finish his work in one battle.

How is this possible?

Han Chi stared at the water cup of the ugly crying old man in front of him, subconsciously licking his lips.

Like, a little sweet?

Li Sheng popped out from the corner with his head poking his head, he really felt something was wrong.

He hadn't played recently—Han Chi gave him a week to digest the script—he followed Qiu Yu on the saddle, as if he was going to become Qiu Yu's personal assistant. Qiu Yu was his big brother now, and his big brother's business was his business.

But the eldest brother seems to be chasing Director Han? ? ?

It's okay if he doesn't think about it, the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that this matter is right. His beloved elder brother never leaves Han Chi's words every day, and never hides his appreciation for him. He didn't get angry at all even though he was picky for reasons, and he re-shot without complaint.

If Qiu Yu had any dissatisfaction with Han Chi, it was probably only when Han Chi didn't cherish his body... Would ordinary friends be so considerate?

Li Sheng held his head and was a little at a loss. His knowledge of gay only existed in Tanmei novels, and he made up for it when he was filming the previous web drama. Although the drama was badly shot, the original novel was written Really good.The only time he got involved in the film was because he happened to see a manga on Weibo before filming, which was an intercepted original novel.

With the artist's exquisite painting skills and the narration written by the author of the novel, he seems to have entered the picture and felt the emotions that have been suppressed for a long time in his heart.

That novel can be said to be his entry into the pit, and he has been looking for Tanmei novels to read since then, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a rotten boy.But no matter how rotten he is, he never thought that he would meet a gay in real life, or his elder brother, and the elder brother still chases his sister-in-law, who still looks straight...

Who should I help?

Help the big brother, I'm a little sorry for Han Dao, help Han Dao, a little sorry for the big brother.

Li Sheng faced a major decision in his life.

"Brother Qiu, I had a few questions yesterday." Li Sheng shook his head and decided not to help anyone first.

Even if Qiu Yu was not in front of Han Chi, the god-like oppressive force forced Han Chi to turn himself into a bucket. Qiu Yu turned his head, and before the expression on his face changed, Li Sheng couldn't help shivering. I thought that my eldest brother must like Director Han very much, and he would be upset if he was interrupted to peek.

"I just want to ask, why did you say that the third prince is talented and intelligent at the beginning yesterday? It's not written in the script, but repeatedly emphasized that the third prince is idle and doesn't think about making progress."

"Logic." Qiu Yu explained, "A good script must have a logic. Within this logic, he must be self-consistent. The script is only a little bit, but the world is very complicated. He can't understand everything in detail. Write it out for you...you?"

Feng Yuan and Zeng Yue also came over and listened to the teaching very carefully. Li Sheng was even more exaggerated. He bought a thick notebook from nowhere, and he was writing hard now.

Qiu Yu made them feel a little embarrassed, and said sincerely and fearfully: "Hey——the words of the family, you just listen to them casually, why do you still remember them?"

"I took a class in the drama department, and the teacher also mentioned logic, but I didn't have a good voice, so I left before finishing listening."

"……Hey."

"I haven't learned it before, I'm starting to learn it now." Feng Yuan said.

Seeing that everyone has expressed their views, Li Sheng, as Qiu Yu's number one brainless fan, is certainly not far behind: "Brother Qiu, please continue to speak, your words are the direction I am moving forward!"

"..."

Boy, don't you think you're very much a cultist?

Qiu Yu screened off this group of fanatical fans tiredly, and continued: "...so the actors have to find out by themselves. The same role, different actors have different interpretations, but the core he conveys is the same, Because they are playing a person. As long as it is within the logic, the actors can play unlimitedly, the deeper they dig, the more concrete the world will be, and the better the characters will be grasped."

"It means that actors are also screenwriters to a certain extent. As long as the script is self-consistent in logic, it can be counted as part of the script?" Feng Yuan was the first to react.

"That's right," Qiu Yu said, "Logic is a very rational existence, similar to a human skeleton. If you catch him, no matter how much you gain weight and lose weight, you will be able to stand up. And only if you stand up, you will be considered The acting is in place. The beauty is in the bone but not in the skin, and the acting is the same."

"So you made me forget the script yesterday, just to let me not be fascinated by the appearance, so as to get into my bones." Li Sheng suddenly realized, "Even though you made up the plot you mentioned, I still understand it through logic—— Where the script doesn't write, he exists."

Qiu Yu just smiled and said nothing.

These young people are all future stars.

Li Sheng, one of the rising stars in the future, hugged his notebook and yelled crazily like a fan: "Brother Qiu, you are such a genius!"

Qiu Yu took back what she said earlier.

"But there is one thing..." Zeng Yue asked, holding his chin, "It's all based on a logic. What if the play itself has no logic at all?"

"So my premise is 'a good script'," Qiu Yu said with a smile, "Don't worry, this won't happen in Han Chi's drama."

Appeared, Han Chichui.

Li Sheng secretly turned his head and glanced at Han Chi...Huh?What about Director Han?

At this time, Huang Wenqing picked up the horn and started working.

After that, Han Chi didn't show up until noon.But the advantage of his absence is that there are no more cut monsters, basically it's just a one-off, and the occasional reshoots were brought up by Qiu Yu himself.

Han Chi is accompanying the producer to inspect.

Just when Qiu Yu and the others were still discussing the script, the producer had already arrived.

It was impossible for Han Chi not to strive for excellence, so he voluntarily abdicated for Xian, and went to have a fling with the producer. He originally wanted to fund the film "Chu Yun" by himself, and shoot according to his own ideas as much as possible, but when he set up the studio, he realized that the money seemed to be insufficient.

He came out to act after graduation, not for the sake of being popular, nor for making money, he just wanted to gain experience and hope to work with a few more directors—it was purely an accident that he became famous—after he became popular, he seldom acted as the male lead , try to pick some small roles with few scenes, and run away after seeing the director.His film salary is not low, but he can't stand the lack of roles, and most of them have paid taxes.

So he can only go outside to find investment.

The prospect of martial arts films is not good, and "Chu Yun" does not have any popular and explosive plots in the market. In addition, he is a new director, so many times he talks and talks and nothing is done. Big and small rich entertainment culture.The addition of the other party was a timely help for Han Chi, but at the same time, it also brought their wolfish ambitions.

Han Chi knew that their businessmen only looked at profits, so he agreed to them except that no interference was allowed in the script.

"Xiao Han," Zhao Fengnian finished watching and finally returned to the set, "You are still so idealistic."

There are unknown people in the distance.

No famous director, no famous screenwriter, no famous actor.You tell me, what makes this show win?

Han Chi did not refute, he admitted that he was right.I am naive.

He has been naive since he was a child.

It's good words, in other words, it's silly.

The market decides the allocation, but he always thinks to do the opposite. It's no wonder that the major investors are not optimistic about his play, and even he himself is not fully sure that he can make it well.

When he was most nervous, he dreamed for several days, dreaming that "Chuyun" pierced the center of the earth, dreaming that he went bankrupt and couldn't pay off his debts, and dreamed that the man held the script of "Yulong" and tore it to pieces .

"You do not deserve."

A big dream is the biggest fear in the heart.

Every time he woke up from a dream, he felt chest tightness, and the feeling of suffocation followed him everywhere. In the end, the city was quiet at night, and only his voice remained: "But, I only have ideals left."

I have nothing but ideals.