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Life is like a drama, and drama is like life. Emperor Han Wu never acted, he played for real.

The crew hotel.

The best time to travel to Harbin is from November to March. During this period, Harbin is covered in ice for thousands of miles, which is as beautiful as ice sculptured diamonds.

In the ice city at night, the snow is thick, and the cold wind penetrates desperately into the house through the gaps in the windows. It is flexible and the gaps in the windows are narrow, which is inconvenient at all.

Immediately.

As soon as the room became cold, Jiang Wenli under the blanket trembled and murmured, "It's so cold~"

woman!
Trouble, just say it, obviously sweating profusely, it must be cold, Han Qiao is about to close the window, this damn cold wind, get out quickly.

Just touching the window, there was a little force, the paper on the window was like ripples in a pond, wrinkled in circles, under the quilt, Jiang Wenli rolled her eyes: "Don't... don't close it."

"Sister, do you want to close it or not?"

"Close it."

The window was just closed, the cold wind came out, the room was scorching hot, and the person who smoked it was unbearable: "Open it."

"alright."

Han Qiao unhooked the window, the window was cracked, and the cold wind came in. In an instant, a chill ran all over his body, and he shivered, it was too cold!

"Close...close it."

Trouble, it's hot if you turn it off, and it's cold if you don't turn it off, Sister Jiang is an actress in the crew after all.

To serve, Han Qiao stood guard in front of the window, closing it, opening it, his arm was sore.

to be frank.

If he had known earlier that it would be so difficult to play against each other at night, he would not have wanted to come.

Jiang Wenli gradually got used to the temperature in the room. Under the blanket, she stretched out an arm, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said to Han Qiao: "Your empress of the West Palace, and the little rich woman, are you gone?"

"Go to Xuexiang."

Han Qiao lowered his head and took a puff of his cigarette. The corner of his mouth curled into a smile: "Sister, Wu Youzhen's character, let's enjoy it!"

"Hey, stop teasing my sister."

Sister Jiang frowned slightly, Wu Youzhen, this role is very depressed, she looked painful: "Han Qiao, tell me, Wu Youzhen is wrong."

"She's a bitch."

"actually."

"Husband Liang Zhijun has shortcomings." Sister Jiang looked out the window: "But, he is a husband after all. They had such a happy past. Tell me, how could this happen."

"Wu Youzhen is a bitch."

"Sister." Han Qiao said: "Some things are very troublesome, but they are also very simple. Wu Youzhen and Zhang Zili, from happiness to faith, from faith to love, from love to happiness."

"But..." Sister Jiang looked at Han Qiao and put out the cigarette: "Zhang Zili, he has never loved Wu Youzhen, right? What he wants has always been her."

"Han Qiao, you said Zhang Zili, did he ever love Wu Youzhen?"

woman!
"Sister, what are you talking about? I'm Liang Zhijun, your husband." Han Qiao shrugged and shook the window desperately, and said, "Besides, it's so vulgar to say whether you love it or not. What Wu Youzhen wants is to be happy."

"Happy!"

Sister Jiang looked out of the window with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "It's very happy."

After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "This play is very enjoyable."

house.

There was a cool breeze, and the temperature dropped suddenly. Sister Jiang couldn't speak, it was too cold.

At this time.

There was a bang, and outside the window, thunder rolled in the dark night sky, and immediately, snowflakes all over the sky, from the dark night sky, fell profusely.

Han Qiao closed the window tightly and unhooked the window. The snow melted, and the window sill was a little wet.

After he finished wiping, he was a little tired: "Sister, I think it's going to snow, you should go to bed early, I'm going back, we're going to play tonight, that's all."

"Ah."

Sister Jiang was lazy, like a cat basking in the sun, she didn't want to open her eyelids, so she responded lazily.

out the door.

Han Qiao wrapped his clothes tightly. The director was really tired. Not only did he have to film during the day, but he also had to teach the actors at night.

At this time.

The phone buzzed, and Han Qiao glanced at the MMS sent by Gao Yuanyuan.

Xuexiang.

Heavy snow, in a fairy tale, a Christmas-like dream world.

Gao Yuanyuan was under the street lamp, wearing a white padded jacket, bulging like a cute little white bear.

By the side.

A naive snowman with a carrot nose, pink clothes with buttoned eyes, and Han Qiao's name on his chest.

Gao Yuanyuan smiled sweetly, and the content of the text message was a bit tired: "Husband, I piled up all afternoon, you are so cute~"

Han Qiao turned his head, paused, and tapped his fingers on the keyboard: "Why is there no Lan Sheng, Xuexiang is so cold, I want to wear shoes!"

talking.

He walked towards the equipment room. Gao Yuanyuan was naive, but she was correct.

in case.

She found out that Han Qiao was cheating on her, so it was over, there was no text message, and after 2 minutes, the MMS came.

this time.

Beside the snowman, there is a little snowman, Hanqiao's snowman has shoes, and Gao Yuanyuan compares the scissorhands.

Han Qiao pushed open the door.

Looking at it, it was so late, in the equipment room, the lights were bright, and he called, "Who?"

"Brother Han, it's me." Xi Yinan poked his head from the device: "Brother Han, it's so late, you still haven't slept?"

"Director Xi." Han Qiao replied to the text message: "Perfect, Sister Yuanyuan, I will come to see you on Saturday."

Gao Yuanyuan sent him a text message, just wanting him to accompany her, and the text message replied: "No, filming is important."

"I have a few scenes going to Xuexiang to shoot." Han Qiao said, "Sister Yuanyuan, the background of the movie poster is going to be set in Xuexiang..."

"That's it."

"Then I'll do what I can, and I'll be a model for you."

They are old couples, they understand each other very well, Han Qiao's cell phone is in his trouser pocket.

glanced.

Xi Yinan was looking back at the film material. The space in the equipment room was narrow. He was sitting in a bent posture with his legs together, and there was a notebook with densely packed notes.

Daytime fireworks.

Han Qiao shot it very easily. The executive director of this film, Xi Yinan, has a lot of experience.

Tell him Han Qiao's request, and soon, Xi Yinan will be able to perform perfectly.

"Director Xi, filming is so tiring during the day, so you need to rest more at night."

"Brother Han." Xi Yinan said, "Don't worry, I will definitely not delay the progress of filming."

After a pause, he explained, "Brother Han, the movie Fireworks in the Day, it's so good, so perfect."

"It's the best movie I've ever seen." Xi Yinan, a big man, said coyly: "Sometimes, I think to myself, if I can shoot daytime fireworks in my life, I'd be willing to die."

Xi Yinan is very serious.

The movie Fireworks in the Day, like a lighthouse in the dark, illuminates the fog of his film career.

original.

Literary films and commercial films can be perfectly integrated.

original.

Adding black humor to a movie can make the movie smooth when analyzing the boring and boring of human nature.

original.

The light and shadow art of movies can replace people's inner struggles with different lights. Such interpretations are more evocative than lines.

original.

There are too many, it turns out that the movie Fireworks in the Day is the "ultimate" of Xi Yinan's movie concept.

The ancients said.

Chao Wendao, Xi can die!

Xi Yinan is like a treasure, he doesn't want to waste a moment.

daytime fireworks
It is a treasure. He is a treasure hunter who is looking for it hard. When he saw the treasure mountain, he was incomparable: "Brother Han, I..."

Han Qiao looked at him.

What can I do, this movie is the work of Xi Yinan, who has polished it for ten years.

Han Qiao thought about it.

When it was decided to release the film, the film director Xiang and Xi Yinan were the co-directors.

The honor of the Golden Bear Award was originally his.

of course.

It's not that Han Qiao has a big heart, but that Han Qiao doesn't really need the honor of a "Berlin" film festival now.

Thinking about it, Han Qiao said with a smile, "Director Xi, I am very touched that you put all your heart and soul into this movie. In this way, when the movie is released, you will be the co-director of this movie."

"Brother Han."

Xi Yinan's eyes widened. He is the executive director, and the executive director is the director's tool.

Be responsible for.

The director's idea was implemented, and being able to be Han Qiao's executive director would benefit him a lot. He said incoherently, and declined: "Brother Han, this is not acceptable, this is against the rules, and this movie is entirely your work, I..."

"Director Xi." Han Qiao interrupted, and said, "This film has been filmed up to now, and you have directed it. I only provided directions and requirements."

"It can be said."

"This movie is your work." Han Qiao said: "Co-director, to be honest, it has little influence on me, but it has a great influence on you."

"Teacher."

"You are a talented film director, Haofeng sent me to Qingyun with strength."

"I'll give you this wind." Han Qiao stood up and patted Xi Yinan on the shoulder: "This is my reward for you."

The door is closed.

Xi Yinan's eyes were dull, and he didn't recover a bit, co-director.

It can be said.

With this honor, he is no longer an unknown person in China's film industry.

Good wind relies on strength!

This wind is not a breeze, but a tornado.

this night.

Xi Yinan was tossing and turning, the temptation was too great, he agreed, and his future was boundless.

but.

He has the hypocrisy of a filmmaker, not his own, and he doesn't want it.

The next day.

Han Qiao pushed open the door. At the door, Xi Yinan had thick dark circles under his eyes. He looked haggard and said firmly, "Brother Han, thank you. I will always remember your kindness in my heart."

"but."

"I can't promise, if I promise, I will not be me, and my movie will not be my movie."

talking.

Xi Yinan took a step back and bowed at 90 degrees. He said gratefully, "Brother Han, I am very grateful for your kindness. Don't worry, I will do my job as a director for this movie."

"Teacher."

Han Qiao admired this kind of person.

He came out of the bottom with no scruples and no scruples. Bottom line, a businessman has no conscience and will only earn more.

He looked at Xi Yinan, who had haggard but firm eyes, and thought for a while: "Director Xi, if you need investment for the next movie, you can find me, and I'm optimistic about you."

"Thank you Brother Han."

Xi Yinan turned around and left. He walked firmly and rejected the honor that was at his fingertips.

he harvested.

But it is clear and clear, infinitely beautiful and beautiful sky.