I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

  Chapter 310 308. Exchange only (13)

   Nothing to say all night.

  Holding "Jinling Thirteen Hairpins" for half the night, Xu Xin woke up the next day. Before 7 o'clock, the first sentence he saw Zhang Jiao was:

   "When you go back, remember to go to the bookstore and buy me a copy of "Thirteen Hairpins of Jinling."

  Zhang Jiao nodded subconsciously, and wrote down the to-do list in her mobile notepad.

  How about the script of "Thirteen Beauties of Jinling".

Well enough.

  The angle of entry is quite interesting.

  The angle of the story it tells is what happened on that tragic day to a group of Qinhuai singers who "don't know the hatred of subjugation".

   It looks great to read.

   Not telling a story.

  What happened in the story is the pain that this nation can't forget the most, but it's also the pain that it's least willing to recall.

   He was referring to the overall story structure.

  The angle of entry is quite peculiar.

   Moreover, after seeing the script, Xu Xin knew that this was a very typical movie belonging to Director Zhang.

  Even he could foresee that some of the scenes would be very grand and beautiful if they were to be filmed.

   People can tell at a glance that this is something shot by Director Zhang.

   Really cool.

   Just thinking about it, he just stood aside and smoked.

   Until someone greets him:

   "Xu Xin, good morning."

   Turning his head to look, he nodded with a smile:

   "Sister Mo, good morning."

  Zhang Mo came over and asked:

   "Why do you wake up so early?"

   "I'm used to it. Let's go with everyone."

  Xu Xin replied with a smile, and asked again:

   "Where's Director Zhang?"

   "Up there, coming down soon."

  As soon as Zhang Mo was talking, Xu Xin had already seen Zhang Yimou walking out wearing an outdoor windbreaker.

   Followed by several staff.

   And the first sentence Zhang Yimou saw when he saw him was:

   "Have you finished reading the script?"

  Xu Xin nodded:

"finish watching."

   "How does it feel?"

   "Yang Mi can't act."

   "..."

  Zhang Yimou was a little speechless.

   "I miss my wife so early in the morning?"

   "Hey~ I think about it every day."

  Xu Xinhan smiled:

"But I'm not telling lies. In this film... she can't act. Because... I have imagined several kinds of makeup, including several kinds of hairstyles that continue from the current dress of "The Wind". I think After thinking about it, she is not the kind of woman with a big skeleton, so she can't act out that... Qinhuai beauty's skinny and charming feeling."

  Zhang Yimou was even more speechless.

   "What if I can act? Why? Just decide on this role?"

   "No, no, no, the process that should be followed still needs to be followed. Let's go through the motions and make sense."

   "..."

  Seeing the old man's increasingly speechless expression, Xu Xinle was also very happy.

   But it is true that Yang Mi cannot play the role of Zhao Yumo.

   This has nothing to do with acting skills, it is purely a matter of appearance.

   But chatting.

  Why bother to be serious.

  Especially early in the morning.

  …

  This time, Xu Xin didn't drive, but took Zhang Yimou's business car.

  Today is Wang Xiaonian's last "trial"...

   It’s sad enough to say it. It’s been almost a month since filming started, but the heroine still has to audition.

  But there is no way.

   "Three Guns" has become such a virtue now.

  Outsiders don't know these things, but Xu Xin has figured it out.

  The story...

  No one can help, and no one can get involved.

   As long as Zhang Weiping understands the proportions and takes friendship into account through this movie, it will be considered a success. And on that basis, the actors or something...

Hi.

  Sewing and mending is all about that.

  Let’s talk about other people, even Xu Xin himself doesn’t worry about how these actors will perform today, or how Director Zhang will shoot.

   Zhang Jiao also typed out the script of "Cracking the Silence", but Xu Xin didn't.

  I still have to work today, so I’m talking about it tonight.

  Driving on the sparsely populated Zhangsu Highway all the way, after arriving at the shooting location, as expected, Liu Guodong had already arrived ahead of schedule.

  For Zhang Mo, Xu Xin didn't really use his role as an assistant director to demand him.

  Zhang Mo's start is high enough, and he can also tell that Director Zhang is very fond of this girl.

  Let's talk about other people, Xu Xin asked himself, if he had a girl, he wouldn't let her suffer like this.

  Let others beat you, he can pretend not to know.

   But when I was with myself, I was really reluctant.

  However, looking at Zhang Mo who got off the car, the first reaction was to follow Zhang Yimou, he still reminded:

   "Sister Mo, at this time... it would be better to follow Brother Liu. He is arranging and checking today's work, and it would be more appropriate for you to follow along."

   Hearing this, Zhang Mo finally realized.

   Quickly nodded and followed Liu Guodong to the pockmarked noodle shop.

   And Zhang Yimou didn't say anything.

  Just standing in the open space, looking at the morning glow, on a vast land of golden mountains and red flowers, staring at the beautiful scenery in the distance.

   I don't know what I'm thinking.

  It was almost 8 o'clock, and the actors came one after another, and began to put on makeup.

  The costume design of "Three Guns" is relatively cool, and the summer here is relatively long, so the start time is not so strict.

   After all, it is indeed a bit cold in the morning.

  Including Shen Xiaoyang, after greeting Zhang Yimou, the actors also greeted Xu Xin.

  But after he just responded politely, he didn't have a particularly deep friendship with these people.

  Even if it wasn't his crew, he still wouldn't have a close relationship with the actors.

   It is a habit, and it is also an instinct produced by the authority of the director.

  However, after Zhao Benshan came, Xu Xin thought about it and said to Zhang Yimou:

   "I'm going to find Teacher Benshan."

   Zhang Yimou recovered his senses and glanced at him, frowning slightly:

"Do not impulse."

   "How can it be."

  Xu Xin shook his head:

   "It's just a flirtatious relationship, and it's almost like a condom. If Wang Xiaohua really can't do it, then I'll talk about it at that time."

"okay."

   Let’s talk about who Zhang Yimou trusts the most in the production crew.

  Xu Xin must have not run away.

  Hearing what he said, he knew that Xiao Xu had his own sense of proportion, so he didn't say much.

  Xu Xin took out his cigarette and walked directly to Zhao Benshan who was wearing a peaked cap.

   Zhao Benshan only played a cameo role in this drama, but the filming has not yet finished. After all, there was also Wang Xiaohua's scene in that scene, so I couldn't leave for the time being.

   Can't go either.

   After all, he brought out all the apprentices.

   "Mr. Benshan, good morning."

  Xu Xin greeted with a smile, and then respectfully handed over the cigarette.

  Zhao Benshan nodded with a smile:

   "Hmm...don't don't, try this."

   Seeing the Zhonghua that Xu Xin handed over, Zhao Benshan pushed it back, and then took out a pack of camels from his pocket...Although you can occasionally see them in China, but not many people smoke them.

  Besides, when the cigarettes are taken out, the paper is not white, but brown.

"camel?"

  Xu Xin put away his cigarette, took one with both hands, took out the lighter and lit it for Zhao Benshan, and then lit it himself.

   After taking a sip, he suddenly coughed.

   "Cough cough cough..."

   "Hehehehe~"

  Seeing his somewhat embarrassed appearance, Zhao Benshan was not surprised, but had a mischievous smile on the contrary:

"How about it?"

   "Hiss~~"

  Xu Xin was a little surprised:

   "So strong? ... But this smoke smells so good."

  Feeling the taste in his mouth, which is similar to chocolate and some kind of dried fruit, he said.

   "This stuff is really refreshing. One smoke is worth three of this kind of cigarettes in China."

   "... Then you can't smoke too much, right? It's too aggressive."

"got used to."

  Zhao Benshan shook his head, took a look at Xu Xin, and said:

   "Xiao Xu, how old are you this year?"

"twenty three."

   "Where are you from? Shaanxi?"

   "Yes, Shenmu, next to Inner Mongolia."

   "Have you seen Hanyan?"

   "...You mean the kind of pipe and pot?"

   "Yes, and not true."

   Smoking a cigarette, holding his arms in his arms, looking at the busy crew in front of him, Zhao Benshan said:

   "You are young, so it's normal to not know these things. In your case, the old people in your family smoke with a pipe and pot. These things are collectively called dry tobacco..."

   "Yes, my grandpa's generation is my favorite."

  Zhao Benshan nodded:

   "You guys call it smoking pot, right?"

"right."

   "We call it Pao'er. Take a dip~ It's actually a slang term left over from opium in the past."

   Holding this fragrant cigarette in his mouth, Zhao Benshan seemed to be aroused by this topic, so he chatted with Xu Xin like this:

"Actually, in the Northeast, there are a lot of particularities about smoking this stuff. There are many kinds of dry tobacco, such as green toad, old dry mountain, willow leaves... There are many names and many smoking methods. I smoke this cigarette purely out of habit. …At home, I also dried the tobacco leaves to roll myself…”

   As he spoke, he drew a size:

"Such a long tobacco leaf, you spread out one by one, take a watering can and spray wine on it. Spray the wine once, dry it, and then spray it with mint water again. Dry it again, spray it again, and sometimes spray something else Traditional Chinese medicine to help digestion, and those who like to sprinkle dried flowers... Finally, they were crushed and packed, and put in a box.

  There are not many people who use pipes and pots over there. Everyone uses arhat paper to roll... smoking that thing is much more particular. You have to have a pot of tea, and you have to find a matching snack according to the taste of the tobacco leaves you choose today... One sip will fill the room with fragrance, which is more particular. "

  He described it vividly, but Xu Xin looked at the gray ash at the end of his brown cigarette paper and said:

   "So you are not used to smoking the cigarettes sold outside?"

"Yes, I'm still not used to smoking. When I go out, I just hold the stuff on it. But when I go home, or go to the rest place, I roll it myself when I have time. That's called smoking. It's strong and refreshing. Don't worry about how long it takes for a day. Tired, after soaking for a while, there is nothing left. Add half a catty of wine, stew a pot of sauerkraut... Especially in winter, when you put it in the hot kang, you will feel comfortable when the sun rises."

   have to admit.

  Either is the king of sketches.

  Even if it was just chatting, Xu Xin's mind was filled with this vivid life atmosphere through the other party's extremely capable description.

   nod vigorously;

   "That sounds good... nice!"

   "Hahaha~"

  Feeling the young man's sincere praise, Zhao Benshan smiled happily:

   "When will you go to the Northeast, come to me and live at home. I will take you to experience the customs of the Northeast."

   "White mountains and black waters..."

  Xu Xin showed yearning:

   "Then we can stay for two more days."

   "Haha, that's right, the short time you live here means that it's uncomfortable to live in my place. Why don't you pick me up?"

  Using this reason, Xu Xin said:

   "Are you living in Tieling now? Or Shenyang?"

   "Run at both ends. But most of them are still in Shenyang."

   "Because the shows are all over there?"

"right."

  Zhao Benshan pointed to Shen Xiaoyang who was wearing makeup and the others:

   "The big stage is over there, and the apprentices are basically concentrated there."

   "Then you have to work hard?"

   Xu Xin said with some emotion:

"To tell you the truth, Yu Qian and Brother Qian'er from Deyun Society and I are also very good friends. We sit and drink together when we have nothing to do, and we chat occasionally, and I find that Teacher Guo is actually the most tired. A group of apprentices under him also count on watching him..."

   "You mean Degang?"

  Zhao Benshan used another title, but without Xu Xin nodding, he continued:

"He... how do you say, the method he uses belongs to the mentoring system of the old society. It has advantages and disadvantages. But in the final analysis, it is still keeping pace with the times. Establish a company and manage it with a corporate management system. You Looking to see if his disciples dare to stab them?"

   It can be heard that he doesn't seem to agree with the management method of the class club system of Deyun Club.

   "What about you?... You see Shen Xiaoyang is so popular now..."

"Hey, this thing... just two points. One is that you are his master, and you are a bowl of water to the apprentice. The other point is that he is also an artist. You provided him with a platform, and he took off on this platform... Let him understand this Two points, and then as long as the character is good. That's basically nothing."

  Xu Xinxin said that you, the old man, forgot to mention something.

   That is, the master must also have a highly respected position in the world.

  However, this also shows from the side that Teacher Benshan still has relatively strong control over his apprentices.

   Then this is much simpler.

  So, he nodded slightly:

   "Then... people like Shen Xiaoyang and Yadan, are you planning to push them into the film and television industry?"

"right."

  Zhao Benshan did not hide anything, and said with a smile:

   "Although we can't forget where the root is... But everyone wants to make more money."

   As he spoke, he also took the initiative to ask:

"What do you think of him?"

"Well…"

  Xu Xin looked a little distressed.

   Hesitant to speak.

   Zhao Benshan handed over another cigarette.

  He smokes really badly.

   But this time Xu Xin waved his hand:

   "No, no, Mr. Benshan, I can't come to you. I'll smoke mine~"

   Waving his hand and refusing, he took out a Zhonghua, and at the moment of lighting a cigarette, he said:

   "I'm your junior, I may speak a little bluntly..."

   "What are you afraid of, just say what you have."

   Zhao Benshan didn't seem to resist.

  Xu Xin nodded:

"Although I also know that Teacher Benshan values ​​​​Shen Xiaoyang and the others...But after a day of observation yesterday, my opinion on these actors is: they are more or less lacking...Of course, it's not about the appeal, or popularity. It's not popular or something. It's purely about acting, it's still a little weak after all."

  If Xu Xin's identity is an actor, then Zhao Benshan may feel that it is biased.

  But Xu Xin is the director.

  At the same time, the box office and achievements of the two works are here, so they are naturally qualified to say so.

   And Zhao Benshan obviously knew that Xu Xin was telling the truth, so he continued to ask:

   "Then it's up to you...how can they improve?"

   "It's simple. On the one hand, it's about finding your own way... To be honest, Mr. Benshan, a comedian, is quite advanced."

   "..."

   Zhao Benshan stopped smoking.

  Looking at Xu Xin with some surprise in his eyes.

   It's like saying: Are you serious?

   What responded to him was Xu Xin's nod:

"Well. Comedians have an advantage. You see, if ordinary actors come to play roles, they are in the middle of good and bad. For example, it is 50 points. He plays any role and starts to increase from 50 points. Or less.

   Well done, 80, 90. The acting is not good, 40 points, 30 points.

   But comedians are different. First of all, after having the label of a comedian, because of the blessing of this characteristic, they get extra points for acting in comedy. Because it's their job to make people laugh, and they have a hundred ways to make you laugh.

   But what about playing a tragic role. Many people's first reaction is... How can you play a tragic role as a comedian? ...But to be honest, I have watched your TV series, whether it is "Falling Leaves Return to Root", or "Liu Laogen" and "Ma Dashuai". In fact, I found that you are very concerned about that sentence: the end of comedy is tragedy. This sentence is very well grasped.

   It really shows a sense of luxury. That high-end sense is all hidden in your ultimate interpretation of all kinds of life that seem to be laughing and cursing. It's really advanced, very advanced..."

   "...hehehe~"

  Zhao Benshan couldn't help laughing out loud.

   said with emotion:

   "I'm too embarrassed to boast."

"It's really not an exaggeration... and as I said just now, ordinary actors are fifty points. And comedians play roles of joys and sorrows, and that sudden turning point is a strong contrast that is worth remembering by the audience. Therefore, in In my concept, comedians are actually very suitable for playing tragedies. And they also have that kind of distinctive characteristics when playing other roles, which can create a natural contrast for the audience, or the characteristics of pleasing the audience. That's why I think comedians Very high class…”

  Xu Xin was not lying.

   is his very firm cognition.

"So if you want to ask me how they improve, in fact, in the final analysis, there are still two words-digging. Digging deep into the character's heart, digging out all the character's characteristics. It's too exaggerated, no way. The style is wrong, no way. It has to be like you, people Everyone knows you are Zhao Benshan, and everyone likes to see you.

But with this kind of cognition, when I go to see your works, I can always forget you in your works... From the characters you play, I can feel a sense of resonance in the world... I think they have to be It takes that sense of sophistication. A kind of high-level sense created by experience and years. "

   "..."

   Zhao Benshan stopped talking.

   Just thinking quietly.

   After a moment, he asked:

   "So, your idea is... you don't think they are earthy or vulgar. On the contrary, they are very advanced?"

   "That's not true. Isn't soil just vulgar?"

  Xu Xin shook his head slightly:

"Vulgarity is elegance, this statement must not be false. But the same... They are not you yet. If they really reach your level, then it is called vulgarity and elegance. But they are not enough now... they even lack a lot .It still needs to be honed and honed...But, soil, it's not a bad thing. It's true~"

   While talking, the actors have already finished their makeup.

   Also includes Wang Xiaohua, who looks very stiff from expression to body.

   Seeing this, Xu Xin said:

   "She looked... nervous."

   "..."

  Zhao Benshan's eyes fell on his female apprentice, and his brows were also wrinkled.

   Indeed, the lips are white.

  Can you not be nervous?

   Then, he heard Xu Xin's words:

   "Do you... want to help her decompress? If she doesn't perform well in a while..."

   "..."

   Zhao Benshan stopped smoking.

  But he didn't say anything, but nodded:

"Um."

   Then he walked towards Wang Xiaohua.

   After he left, Xu Xin also went directly to Shen Xiaoyang.

   "Teacher Shen."

  Shen Xiaoyang heard this greeting, and subconsciously thought that some staff member was looking for him.

  But when he turned his head and saw that it was Xu Xin, a flattered expression quickly appeared on his face:

   "Oh, Director Xu, don't, don't, don't you call me that to make me lose my life?"

   "...haha, no way no way."

  Xu Xin smiled and waved his hands, then took out the phone:

   "Let's leave a contact information."

"…ah?"

  Following Xu Xin's words, not to mention Shen Xiaoyang who was a little confused, even Chengye and Yadan who played Baoya Zhao Liu looked over in surprise.

  Looking at the dazed Shen Xiaoyang, Xu Xin smiled and said:

   "I'm also planning to shoot a script. If Mr. Shen is free, I'll wait for the movie to open and come and try it out. There is a role that I think is quite suitable..."

   "...?????"

  Shen Xiaoyang was completely dumbfounded when he heard this.

   subconsciously looked at Zhao Benshan.

  Thinking that Master found it for me.

  But Zhao Benshan was talking to Wang Xiaohua in the distance.

   Didn't notice this side.

  After thinking about it, he nodded quickly:

   "Hey, Director Xu thinks highly of me... Just call me Xiao Shen. Well, tell me, I'll call you."

"Um…"

  Xu Xin left his work number to him, and when a call came, he saved it and said:

   "I'm still planning this script... Besides, my daughter-in-law is about to give birth. It will be released in the middle or late next year. I'll let you know in advance, okay?"

   "Yes, yes, Director Xu, as long as you give me a call, I promise to be there!"

   "Haha~... that's fine, Mr. Shen, you are busy..."

   "Don't, don't, Director Xu, you can just call me Xiao Shen."

   "Hahaha~"

  Xu Xin smiled and exchanged greetings with him a few more times, then left and walked towards the pergola that had already been built.

  While Shen Xiaoyang, under the silent and complicated eyes of his senior brother, first saved Xu Xin's phone number...

  He just waited aside.

   Waited until the master and the senior sister had finished chatting for a day before walking to Zhao Benshan:

   "Master..."

   "Well, what's up?"

  After Zhao Benshan asked, Shen Xiaoyang told what happened just now.

Then…

  Zhao Benshan frowned slightly.

  Then for some reason, I glanced at Wang Xiaohua again...

   Vaguely seem to understand something.

   Finally, his gaze suddenly turned to Shen Xiaoyang.

   Look at it.

   It seems to be weighing again.

   Up and down, look carefully.

   After looking around, he nodded:

   "Well, I got it. Go get ready and shoot well, you know?"

   "Uh...eh."

   Shen Xiaoyang responded.

   After he left, Zhao Benshan looked around and saw Xu Xin sitting with Zhang Yimou.

   His eyes flickered for a moment.

   He suddenly sighed.

"well…"

  My desire to praise Shen Xiaoyang should have been exposed when the two of them smoked and asked the special question "What do you think of him?"

   Now that I think about it, this young man's words of "something is missing" seems to be a response to himself?

  Thinking of this, he glanced at Wang Xiaohua again...

   Wei Wei felt a little regretful.

   sighed again.

  This young man's style of doing things...

   Not simple.

  (end of this chapter)