non-famous actor

Chapter 18, Chapter 17

Time passed quickly, and before you knew it, Sun Hao had been staying in Donggou Village, Ningfeng County, Beihe for two months.

Because of the need to wait for the snow, there are still two stories left in the whole film that have not been filmed. coffin back to the village.

The two scenes were shot with two completely different lenses.One was a color shot and the other was a black and white shot.

And these were formed in the mind of director Zhang Yimou long before the filming started.

Talking about Zhang Yimou, the director has been watching the weather forecast for a week. Not only is he watching it himself, but he also often calls the meteorological experts in Beijing to ask when it will snow in Ningfeng County.

According to Sun Hao's guess, this means that Zhang Yimou's popularity in the country is big enough. If any young director dared to ask such a question, it is estimated that the meteorological experts would have been jumping on the phone and scolding his mother.

Compared with the increasingly anxious director, Sun Hao is very leisurely.

Go for a stroll in the town and taste the snacks here; go for a stroll at the grassland horse farm, and practice horseback riding with public funds from the crew; go to the village to chat with an old man, but recently I have had a very good chat with the old village chief Chang Guifa, this old man often shakes his head Sigh, that is, my girl got married early...

Well, if you really don't want to move, then stay in the club's room and practice English writing. In order to learn English in a previous life, you have memorized a lot of world famous books, like this "Angels and Demons". By then, Sun Hao had already dictated 3/4.

Xie Dong, a bald scoop who doesn't know much English, is a bit funny. He lives in the same room. He doesn't ask what Sun Hao wrote. Instead, he drives to the town and directly returns a large English-Chinese dictionary... …

Hehe, the excellent quality of Chinese people's self-reliance is perfectly displayed in him.

But no matter how leisurely the day is, there is always an end to it.

On the morning of November 11th, Sun Hao had just made up his mind to finish writing the entire book "Angels and Demons" by default today. Zhang Ziyi, wearing a red cotton jacket, ran into Sun Hao's dormitory like a whirlwind.

"Rat, hurry up, hurry up, it's snowing, the director asked me to inform you, and rush to Donggou Village immediately."

"okay!"

Sun Hao agreed, put on the Bosideng down jacket that he had prepared a long time ago, and went out quickly.

……

Fifteen minutes later, when the crew's car arrived on the small hill outside Donggou Village, the whole field was already a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Hey... it's so cold!"

As soon as he got out of the car, Zhang Ziyi shrank his neck hard.

When the wind blows, the white hair digs directly into the clothes of the person. Even if Zhang Ziyi wears eight pairs of pants, it can't stop the cold wind from attacking her.

Sun Hao, who was wearing a mountaineering down jacket, was more calm and confident. Once he put on the locomotive hat, he felt warmer. However, when he saw Zhang Yimou not far away, he was immediately stunned.

Huh...why is the director the same down jacket as me?

Is this the legendary Zhuangshan? !

"Purple..."

Zhang Yimou didn't have the leisurely good mood of Sun Hao, and when he saw Zhang Ziyi coming, he waved to her.

"Ziyi, come here and stand here!"

"Oh, okay, Director!"

Zhang Ziyi tidied up the red scarf on his head and quickly stood at the place designated by Zhang Yimou.

"Ziyi, remember, what I want is hope. Although it is cold, Zhao Di's heart is hot. She is looking forward to the return of her sweetheart."

"okay!"

As soon as Zhang Ziyi agreed, she shuddered.

Seeing that there was no problem, Zhang Yimou immediately nodded to the reporter next to him. The weather was too cold, so the filming ended early.

"Action!"

Zhang Ziyi wore a red scarf around her head, folded her hands in his padded jacket, and stood on the hill looking into the distance.

Today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and he promised to come back.

……

1 minute, 2 minutes, 5 minutes... the last half an hour passed, but the director still didn't stop.

Sun Hao was puzzled, he stretched out his hand and dragged the bald scoop to the side.

"Director Xie, what's going on?

I feel that my classmate Zhang Ziyi did a good job with her eyes and expressions. "

Looking at Zhang Yimou, seeing that he didn't pay attention to this side, Decape, who became familiar with Sun Hao day by day, lowered his voice and said:
"Haozi, the director wants a shot of Zhang Ziyi's eyebrows, eyelashes, and slightly frosted hair!"

"Then... it means that the protagonist has been waiting for a long time?"

"Yes, I want this feeling. From dawn to dark, in the snowy weather, Zhao Di has been waiting for Luo Changyu to come back."

Ok…

At this time, he turned his head to look at Zhang Yimou's Sun Hao, his eyes were full of admiration, the famous director was worthy of being a famous director, and the details were so precise.

Of course, Zhang Ziyi was cruel enough to herself, Zhang Yimou didn't call to stop, she just stood in the snow and acted.

……

From 08:30 to [-]:[-], an hour and a half passed, when Sun Hao was about to get into the car to warm himself first, the director Zhang Yimou finally called a stop.

"OK, very good!

I announce that Zhang Ziyi's role in "My Father and Mother" has officially ended. "

Contrary to what everyone thought, Zhang Ziyi was not overjoyed when she heard the password, um... she didn't even move.

Seeing this, Sun Hao shouted loudly: "She may be frozen, she hasn't moved for a long time, and the blood circulation in her legs is not enough."

Hearing this, Zhang Yimou was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up a military coat, ran over and hugged Zhang Ziyi.

"Thank you, thank you, Ziyi, you are the best!"

"Hehe... Director, it's me who should thank you." Although his legs were uncomfortable, Zhang Ziyi still smiled.

……

After Zhang Ziyi's shot was taken, Sun Hao's shot was much simpler.

It was a group show. Luo Yusheng walked in the front with his mother who was looking sad, followed by people carrying coffins, and behind them was a motorcade that was not too small, and there were always people in this team.

There are a lot of people, and the group performances are all villagers from nearby villages. Each person is paid 20 yuan. Although it is not much, it can be said to be four catties of pork to eat. For this, simple people are naturally willing to do it. Anyway, they are idle at home. on.

Of course, there are also people from Ningfeng County. These people are not for the money, but they just want to show their faces in the movie of the great director Zhang Yimou!
For this kind of behavior, Sun Hao expressed his appreciation. If he had the heart to cheat, he could earn 4000 yuan in half an hour, and these people had to be grateful to Dade.

Standing directly in front of the team, with his hands supporting Teacher Li Bin, Sun Hao calmed down, suppressed the commotion in his heart, and nodded to Xie Dong, who was standing beside him.

"Action!"

"Mr. Luo, we are going back to the village, you have a good way!"

On the windy and snowy road, the village chief shouted while standing in front of the coffin, and the 16-member coffin-carrying team suddenly got up and lifted the coffin steadily.

Standing in front of the coffin, Luo Yusheng supported his mother along the way.

……

(End of this chapter)