Non-famous Actor ~

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"Old Wen, don't read the newspaper, hurry up and have dinner."

Six o'clock in the evening, the night is getting darker

Jingshan Back Street, Rice Grain Depot Alley, in a seemingly ordinary courtyard house, an intellectual middle-aged woman stood at the door of the restaurant, yelling towards the main room.

"coming!"

The response was quiet, but gentle.

Following this voice, a well-mannered middle-aged man got up from the main room. Holding a newspaper in his hand and wearing glasses on the bridge of his nose, just looking at his image, he looks like a university professor.

Walking into the restaurant, without looking at the food, just glanced at the room, the middle-aged man asked:

"What about Xiaochun, why haven't you come back?"

"Xiaochun, Xiaochun..., haven't you been assigned to some kind of Olympic bid office?" Speaking of this, the intellectual middle-aged woman was full of complaints.

"Old Wen, according to my idea, my daughter should rest for a while when she just came back from abroad, but you refused to listen and insisted on letting her be Lao Liu's assistant.

How about now?

Our daughter is busy all day without touching the floor, and it is difficult for us to have dinner with her. "

The couple have been together for a long time, and the middle-aged people naturally know their lover's temper and temperament like the back of their hands.

Seeing her complaining, she didn't argue, sat at the dining table, picked up the steamed buns, and prepared to eat.

She nags her, eats her own, and when she finishes eating, her anger will be relieved, so it's not a waste of time.

Today, however, is a bit of an exception.

The middle-aged man picked up the fast food and was about to pick up some food, but his wife suddenly sat down and said:

"Old Wen, I feel that Lao Liu is not very reliable. If a kid in his early 20s is asked to shoot a promotional film for the Olympic bid, he is not afraid of losing our country's dignity?"

The middle-aged man was clever, knowing that he had to answer this question, so changing the subject was at least a lot better than continuing to listen to her nagging.

So, I picked up a piece of scrambled egg with Chinese toon sprouts and put it in my mouth. Then, while chewing, the middle-aged man said:

"What do you know?

Old Liu, there is no way! "

"There is no way... how can there be no way? Isn't your meeting already decided? Let Lao Liu decide everything by himself, and the rest of the people will cooperate with him." The intellectual middle-aged woman blinked, puzzled.

"Well... let's put it this way!" The middle-aged man thought for a while, then put the fast child on the table, and said with a smile:

"Internationally, there are only a few well-known domestic directors, such as Zhang Yimou, Chen Kaige, and Li An from Taiwan...

But if you think about it, is the box office of all of them combined as high as that of Sun Hao alone? "

Seeing her husband say this, the intellectual middle-aged woman was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

"Old Wen, if you talk about the movie's box office, then I have to argue with you. I have seen all the movies directed by Sun Hao. To be honest, they are very good.

But in terms of artistry, I feel that compared with Chen Kaige and Zhang Yimou, his films are by no means inferior.

Like "Farewell My Concubine", like "To Live", they are all hall-level movies, and little Sun Hao may not reach that height in his life. "

"Well, you may be right..."

At this time, the middle-aged man picked up the fast son again.

"But have you ever thought about it? The Olympic bid promotional film is not art. It is just a commercial marketing method in the final analysis. It requires the director to sell our country within a specified time. The greater the influence in the Western world, the better."

"Um…"

The intellectual middle-aged woman nodded, agreeing with her husband's statement, but in an instant, she had a new question.

"Then... how did Lao Liu know that Sun Hao must be stronger than Chen Kaige and Zhang Yimou?"

"Didn't I say, just compare the movie box office!"

"Well…"

Seeing that the words came back again, the intellectual middle-aged woman was a little speechless.

However, the middle-aged man continued to explain: "Old Liu told me in private that if he used Zhang Yimou and Chen Kaige to shoot the promotional video for the Olympic bid, he would definitely be scolded for what he produced, regardless of whether it was good or bad.

Because the mass media will question, why do you use Sun Hao, a mainland director who understands the psychology of foreign audiences best, instead of using an old comrade?

Is it stagnant and lacks the spirit of innovation?

But using Sun Hao is different.

Every movie Sun Hao shoots has great market appeal in foreign countries. It can be said that he is the person who understands foreign audiences best in China. Even if you feel that his filming is not good, hehe..., it is because you have no appreciation. "

Just as we were talking, there was a voice from outside the restaurant.

"Father, who are you talking about? Who are you saying that you have no taste?"

"What about you? You have no taste, and you have been running around with that little director Sun Hao for the past two days, and I don't know what you are up to." Seeing her daughter enter the door, the intellectual middle-aged woman said angrily.

However, after all, she did not move slowly. First she helped her daughter out of the dishes left in the pot, and then brought a bowl of porridge in front of her daughter.

"Xiaochun, eat quickly!"

"Hey..., thank you mom, but don't worry, let me talk to you about a dance first, this dance was filmed underwater, the idea came from the director Sun Hao, and it was based on the murals of the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang. However, Sun Hao It also added relevant elements of "Luo Shen Fu" written by Cao Zhi, one of the Seven Sons of Jian'an."

Standing in front of the dining table, Yu Qing pulled the chair away to make a small space, then gestured and said:

"Flying like a frightened bird, graceful like a swimming dragon, as if the moon is covered by light clouds~www.mtlnovel.com~ fluttering like the snow returning from the flowing wind. It looks like a painting, just like flying into the sky. Dragging a misty skirt The skirt, like walking in the air, suddenly goes with the immortal..."

"Dad, Mom, you don't know that I was about to cry at that time. I didn't expect this scene, which is as beautiful as a Dunhuang mural, to actually appear in front of my eyes."

My daughter had never been so excited before, and her words were a little confused. However, the middle-aged man did not reprimand her as usual, telling her to maintain a ladylike image whenever and wherever, but said something indifferently.

"I didn't expect Lao Liu's eyes to be really poisonous!"

The promotional video for the Olympic bid was filmed within one day. Such an efficient work is amazing!

As the chief director of the film, Sun Hao naturally wants to treat everyone to a good meal, from extras, to photographers, makeup artists, lighting engineers, and more than a dozen executive assistant directors.

Because everyone is basically doing voluntary work, and they don't even need any wages. Director, I contributed to our country's bid for the Olympic Games, and if you give me back the money, isn't this going to slap me in the face? !

The place where Sun Hao treats guests is high-grade, and it is at the Capital Hotel.

Originally, due to the large number of seats booked at the Jingcheng Hotel, they couldn't handle a dining team of more than 300 people at a time, but when Yu Qing made a phone call, there were suddenly many empty seats here, um, that's how amazing !

Of course, there are even more amazing...

Sun Hao just went to the bathroom, and after he came back, the table he was sitting at was changed. On the left was Wang Fei, the singer queen, and on the right was Leslie Cheung, who had just flown over from Hong Kong Island.

"Hey... Brother, why are you here?" Sun Hao was surprised.

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