Another World Under My Pen

"Xiaopeng, do you really want to be a director?"

That night, Sun Ya called.

"Yes, yeah, so I plan to enroll in a training class or something."

Drinking the juice made by Zheng Jia himself, Sun Peng casually nodded and said: "I heard that there are also weekend classes at the Film Academy. There are several classes a week. I don’t take much time to learn. I plan to Give it a try."

With the words on the road just now, Sun Peng was really not dealing with the uncle.

In fact, whether he was working on cartoons during this period or preparing to shoot the warehouse war, Sun Peng was obviously aware of his shortcomings, that is, he knew almost nothing about the director. Even if he has a complete picture in his mind, he doesn't know how to shoot, or even if someone helps, he still has to know how to communicate with others, right?

So it’s still necessary to learn more.

And after this time, Sun Peng also discovered that the directors and actors who expect this world to figure it out for themselves, and then train a group of action directors by themselves, seem to have to wait a long time, so since there are so many wonderful shots in his mind, why not be yourself Train a batch?

Liao Chen, aren't they very interested?

But Sun Peng himself is a layman for making movies. How can he not learn a bit?

The second sister disagrees with Sun Peng’s thoughts, and immediately said: “If you want to do this, I think it’s better to learn from a crew! I remember Linlin once told me that studying in school for a year is not as good as working on the crew. After staying for three months, I think the director's line should be similar, right?"

"Almost? Not much difference!"

Cursing his lips, Sun Peng shook his head in an angry voice: "Is there no foundation and just learn from other directors, can the efficiency be high? Okay, let's not talk about this topic, it's almost ten o'clock... , Is there anything else?"

"Yes, yes, will you participate in the launch ceremony of Mission Impossible at the end of next month?"

"Mission Impossible? No, not going!"

He narrowed his eyes, and Sun Peng immediately shook his head and said, "You will inform Benma for us, and I will not attend the opening ceremony."

Since Benma Pictures finally decided not to increase production fees, but only reduced a star, Sun Peng has no hope for this film. It was not that he didn't believe in the strength of Bian Lin's gang, but he didn't believe that they could use such a small amount of money to shoot a good-looking Spy-at least not what Sun Peng wanted.

and……

Opening ceremony next month? This speed...

Did they take the aphrodisiac?

After rolling his eyes, Sun Peng felt that he could give up the ip of Mission Impossible. A real action blockbuster, not a small production like crazy lady, planning to start shooting so soon? Are you sure you are not kidding me?

"Okay, then I reject them."

"By the way, when will the other two movies start?"

Before hanging up, Sun Peng asked again.

"The hurricane rescue is about the end of October, and Byrne's identity should be early December."

"Oh, yes, I know."

Sun Peng carefully calculated the time, and nodded quite satisfied. The Bourne Shadows must not be able to keep up with the summer vacation next year, but at least the serious attitude of Lotus Pictures has been respected by Sun Peng; as for the hurricane rescue, although the shooting is relatively late, there is almost no need for special effects production. The screen will be released in May and June next year. No problem at all!

After much deliberation, hurricanes are the most reliable...

...

"Baby, I went to the studio!"

After having breakfast the next morning, Sun Peng Bhag printed a mouthful on his girlfriend's face and said cheerfully; "Today is the day when we officially start shooting, so we may come back later in the evening. You don't have to wait for me. "

The warehouse has been set up, and Ye Xing and the others have figured it out.

So after taking two days off, today is the day they start shooting. It takes only a few minutes to shoot. Sun Peng set himself a goal to finish the shot in one week. For a bunch of laymen, the task is still quite arduous. However, considering that they are all young people in their twenties, and that the props master has made more than 20 ladders alone, and the preparations are quite adequate, Sun Peng's confidence is still sufficient.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Grabbing Sun Peng's arm, Zheng Jia hurriedly said: "Yesterday we asked me when you are free. He wants to meet you for a meal or something...that's what you saw when my dad retired!"

"Oh, did he tell me what to do?"

Thinking of the Minister of Public Relations that Zheng Tianliang met on the day of his retirement, Sun Peng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hehe, how do I know?"

Blinking playfully, Zheng Jia smiled and said, "Anyway, he is my leader. If you invite you to dinner, you can go there, but today is Saturday. I will say that I will talk about it next week... I don't know he is looking for you. I want to do it, but if it's an excessive request, don't ignore him!"

With a raised eyebrow, Sun Peng also smiled and asked, "Oh, then you are not afraid that he will wear small shoes for you?"

"Cut, who's afraid! The big deal will be transferred back to the household registration room."

Posing her lips, Zheng Jia said disdainfully.

Although the old man is retired, Zheng Jia's temperament of being fearless and fearless this day has not changed. Let alone the minister of the public relations department, what about the new sub-director?

It's a big deal to transfer it back, what a big deal.

When Sun Peng heard this, he laughed and nodded again and again and said: "Okay, then a few days later, I'll talk about this after I finish filming this. But I guess, your minister is probably not only for cooperation, but also for others. The trust is..."

...

When the garage door was opened, several reporters were guarding the door.

After honking the horn a few times, Sun Peng's car drove away.

When participating in the "New Challenge of Life" program this time, Sun Peng accepted a short interview from the program group, and talked about his writing songs for the two kings, even Ma Boyuan and Chaoyue Band also mentioned it. a bit. So in his opinion, he has said everything he can say, and there is no need for any more interviews.

Especially these people who are blocking the house can't give them a good face.

Sun Peng doesn’t want to be like Chen Feifei and others in the future, so he can only live in a heavily guarded villa area, so from the beginning, he must let this group know that blocking the door of the house will not do anything...

When they came to the abandoned factory, everyone else had already arrived.

"Don't do it, right?"

Looking at Master Zhao and Master Wang at the entrance of the studio, Sun Peng asked in a deep voice.

"Well, everything is ready!"

Master Zhao nodded, and smiled confidently: "All the ladders and sacks are in place, just waiting for you to go in for acceptance. Moreover, the workers are here today, and any problems can be solved immediately. Now I have to call Ye Xing. The clothes with Liao Chen haven't come yet?"

"The clothes? Haven't they delivered yet?"

"Just contacted, it will be delivered by ten o'clock at the latest!"

With a faint smile, Master Wang nodded and said: "The makeup artist and lighting artist invited are also here, and the slide rails for shooting are already in place. It's just a matter of your last order..."

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