I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 80: 078. You Are Not Some Soldier King, Are You?

Chapter 80 078. You are not a soldier king, are you?

"...There will be no meeting tonight, Xiao Wei, tell everyone not to wait."

Looking at Xu Xin's drowsy look, Zhang Yimou gave orders when he was about to arrive at the hotel.

"All the actors here are due tomorrow. I have nothing to do in the morning. Let's set the meeting until the morning."

"Okay, Director."

After Wei Lanfang nodded in agreement, Zhang Yimou suddenly turned his head and glanced at Yang Mi, whom Xu Xin regarded as "relying on":

"Xiao Yang."

"…ah?"

Yang Mi instinctively felt a little nervous.

"Tomorrow morning, you contact Xiao Shen. Xiao Shen~"

"Director, tell me."

Assistant Shen, the co-pilot, quickly responded.

Zhang Yimou pointed at Yang Mi:

"Find her a costume tomorrow, and let her try on those maids who serve medicine by Li Man's side."

"Okay, Director Zhang, I understand."

Assistant Shen nodded, but Zhang Yimou stopped talking, and the car fell into silence again.

…

International Trade Building.

Xu Xin, who was soundly asleep all the way, was woken up by the sound of the door opening after parking the car.

The first reaction was to wipe his mouth, and looked out the window in a daze:

"arrive?"

"Here we are, get off."

Hearing what Wei Lanfang said, Xu Xin nodded and rushed down.

He is sitting in the middle of the back row. If he doesn't get out of the car first, Sister Wei won't get out...

It was only after I stepped on the ground that I suddenly remembered... Oh yes, there is Yang Mi in the car.

Turning back quickly, he first helped Wei Lanfang who was following him, and after getting out of the car, he saw the girl's pale face.

"...?"

Xu Xin was a little puzzled.

Why is your face so white?

But still stretched out his hand to help her.

There is no ambiguity, dodging, etc. Yang Mi really needs him to help her now.

After reaching out his hand, Xu Xin grasped it, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Why are your hands so wet?

Are your hands sweaty?

He supported her to go down suspiciously, but as soon as Yang Mi came down, Xu Xin felt the hand holding her suddenly clenched.

"...Are you okay?"

"without…"

As soon as he spoke, the people in the next few cars also got off.

Yang Mi heard the movement, and quickly pushed Xu Xin to get out of the way, so as not to block the door.

Everyone has been tired all day, especially Brother Fa and the others. Although they are just standing at the door and not blocking it, if others feel uncomfortable, it will not be worth it.

But she forgot that the two of them had just let go of their hands.

Naturally, it was also seen by many people.

Including people in the hotel lobby.

Xu Xin is fine. He is a member of the Olympic team, and there is almost no possibility for the director, cast and crew to communicate with him.

Everyone only needs to know that they are "one of us", but there is no need to be particularly polite to anyone.

Friendship is not like this.

What's more, I shot several hours of scenes, even if it was a test shoot, it was too much trouble to put on those clothes. Both Zhou Renfa and Gong Li seemed a bit exhausted. After getting out of the car, they lowered their heads and walked to the hotel.

As for Zhang Yimou, he was the first to enter the hotel.

Because he doesn't enter, the actors really don't have a chance to enter...

There are some default rules that everyone must abide by.

Anyway, today's work is done, so let's talk about it tomorrow.

Oh yes, before leaving, he took away Xu Xin's picture.

And Xu Xin slept all the way, and now when he woke up, he wanted to smoke a cigarette. He simply took a few steps back and came to the trash can to watch some people including Wei Lanfang walk into the hotel.

It wasn't until the people were almost gone that he looked at the girl standing next to him, and then asked:

"I see that your palms are sweating a lot...Did you do it today?"

"…Um."

Yang Mi nodded, but didn't say a word about this aspect.

Instead, he said in a strange tone:

"Just now... when you fell asleep, Director Zhang and Assistant Shen said... Let me go to the audition tomorrow morning."

Xu Xin's first reaction was:

"Are you filming tomorrow?"

"No filming, tomorrow is still a stunt scene, I'm done filming today, at least I can rest for a day or two."

"Then go and try it. Being able to act in Director Zhang's play should be of great help to you, isn't it?"

Following her words, Xu Xin said:

"As long as you can be remembered in this drama, then you will definitely gain more attention. What a great opportunity, you have to seize it."

"..."

After hearing this, Yang Mi fell silent.

Didn't look at Xu Xin, just stared at the cigarettes on the trash can for a while, then suddenly asked:

"what are you thinking?"

"What?"

Xu Xin, who was smoking, didn't understand what she meant.

Then I saw the girl raised her head, looking straight at herself:

"You sent me off at noon that day, but you were actually going to Director Zhang at the beginning?"

"When?"

"What do you think? It's school day!"

"Hmm... how do you know?"

"..."

Looking at the boy in front of him, there was no showing off or other emotions in his eyes, just curious and puzzled.

She didn't answer directly, but suddenly said:

"Then why didn't you tell me?...What if you are delayed? I can take a taxi myself!"

"There is no rush over there."

"..."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Xu Xin shrugged indifferently:

"I'm talking, Mr. Yu didn't tell me to see Director Zhang, so he simply called me over. And it seems that your matter is more urgent, so I will see you off first... Why worry about such trivial things?"

"...Is this still a trivial matter?"

The girl's tone became more and more inexplicable.

Xu Xin nodded:

"That's right. At that time, Teacher Yu just called me over. It didn't sound like he was in a hurry, and he asked me to drive slowly. So, it's not an urgent matter for me. But for you, what kind of photo of you Is it not particularly important, and you are in a hurry? You must come first."

“…Are you being so nice to everyone?”

Hearing his extremely "unreliable" words, Yang Mi suddenly became angry.

Cannot send out.

But in this fire, there is still a kind of anger for him, and some grievances for no reason, and even seeing his casual and particularly scared emotions.

She is really afraid of...

Afraid that he would treat everyone like this.

and others are not next to each other.

Because...she has seen too many people and things in the crew who were tricked because of this kindness.

at the same time…

She felt that at this moment... or today, after knowing these few times, it looks ordinary on the surface, but inside it is a kind of selfishness that affects her own choices about selfishness, future, and even destiny. She feels a little inferior for no reason. …

Why are you being so nice to me?

You... If you want... Well, just say yes...

Can you stop doing such touching things in silence?

What can I do?

Director Zhang wants to see you, why don't you fly there quickly, but accompany me from school to Chaoyang District because of my big business?

You did this kind of thing... Don't talk about showing off, at least you tell me, let me know how good you are to me, okay?

Don't give in silently! If I hadn't heard about it from Sister Wei today, I would have known how much I had delayed you that day?

...

To be honest, Yang Mi's mood has never been as complicated as it is at this moment since she was a child.

In one afternoon, whether it's the treatment in the crew or being remembered by Zhang Yimou, he may have to play a prominent role in a super big production...or...Although I don't know if he will be selected later, but But it was used as inspiration, providing an idea for the Olympics...

These glory, luck, even status...

Everything may have been changed this afternoon.

And the most essential reason for all the changes is him in front of him.

The one who was looking at him in astonishment.

Then, she saw the nasty guy in front of her, and turned the astonishment in her eyes into a smile:

"Isn't it good?"

"...how good is it?"

She became more and more speechless.

But Xu Xin asked back:

"Hey, have you heard that sentence? Tell someone not to eat dumplings during the New Year?"

"You mean I got lucky?"

"No no no."

Shaking his head, he finally took a puff of the little cigarette left, and after protruding a smoke, he said:

"We are a place where our hearts are compared, right? If you treat me to Yuanxiao, I'll treat you to dumplings...Let's go, I guess we have a meeting tomorrow morning, so let's go to rest."

Squeezing out the cigarette butt, he pouted:

"gone."

Looking at the girl in front of me who knew she was alone on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, she woke up early in the morning and came to give the Lantern Festival...

Although her eyes were a little absurd and speechless, Xu Xin didn't intend to say more.

But he was right in one sentence.

People are all heart-to-heart.

not to mention…

Who made you beautiful?

Then just took two steps, suddenly heard the girl stomping:

"Xu Xin! You are annoying!"

"Haha~"

Xu Xin was happy, turned his head and urged:

"Hurry up and go."

"...Well, help me carry my bag. My back hurts~"

"good."

Turned back and picked up her schoolbag...

Good guy, it's quite heavy.

At the same time he did not forget to say:

"Buy a plaster for back pain, is it made by Diao Weiya today?"

"Um."

Still not mentioning that she was still wearing a bandage around her waist, she nodded and followed him to the hotel.

Just passed the automatic sensor door and walked into the hotel lobby, suddenly, she heard:

"Mimi?"

"...?"

Instinctively looked at the source of the sound, Huang Xiaoming and his manager were getting up from the rows of waiting sofas in the hotel and walking towards this side.

All smiles:

"Why did you go?"

Huang Xiaoming looked completely surprised. The smile on his face was five points kind, three points sunny, and the last two points were the joy of reunion.

"..."

Perhaps, a girl is sometimes like a retarded person in front of Xu Xin.

But that doesn't mean she's stupid.

Almost in the blink of an eye, she guessed what was going on.

So there was also a friendly smile on his face:

"Brother, why are you here?"

As she spoke, she turned her face to Xu Xin and said:

"Xu Xin, this is our senior brother, Huang Xiaoming from Class 96."

Xu Xin is standing on her right.

After she turned her face away, she said while controlling Qiong's nose to block Huang Xiaoming's right eye, and quickly blinked twice at Xu Xin.

She knew that he would understand what she meant.

So, Xu Xin approached politely and politely:

"Hello, brother."

Reach out for a handshake, but don't bend down.

Instead, use the movement of walking to put yourself in a posture where you may bow politely at any time, but you can also not bend.

Then…

Huang Xiaoming held it with one hand, but he bent forward and made a forward movement.

In an instant, Xu Xin's other hand came up, changing from one hand to two hands.

Showed respect to the senior brother.

Shake hands with both hands.

The moment he saw his movement, Huang Xiaoming put his left hand on the elbow of Xu Xin's right arm, expressing his politeness.

Pass this handshake test.

Both Xu Xin and Yang Mi already knew why the other party "is here".

Xu Xin, who knew it well, continued to introduce himself:

"I'm Xu Xin, nice to meet you."

Even shaking hands with "you", Huang Xiaoming hurriedly shook his head very modestly:

"Don't don't, junior brother, we are all from our alma mater, we are a family, it's too polite to say that... I just came back here, junior brother, you are here..."

"Learn something from Director Zhang's crew."

Xu Xin looked very humble, and reported his "work" very honestly.

Huang Xiaoming immediately showed a dazed look, and then asked in a very sunny "I'm happy for you" tone:

"Is it the crew directed by Zhang Yimou? Yes! Junior brother, amazing!"

"Brother, you are too polite..."

"Hey, I've said it all, don't be so polite. Don't you, yours, we are in the same grade, don't be so different. Mimi, are you okay with hanging Wia today? I heard that you are very hard? Buying medicine without?"

Chatted with Xu Xin intimately, suddenly, he looked at Yang Mi and asked.

Xu Xin was taken aback for a moment, but Yang Mi hurriedly said:

"It's okay, brother..."

But before she finished speaking, Huang Xiaoming immediately said with an expression of "Why are you so polite to me":

"Don't worry about it, brother and brother, why are you pretending? I know how rough those props are... No, I was also strangled in the back... It just so happened that I bought a bottle of Baiduobang here. I have to send a few bottles to the other people in our school. This thing will heal quickly after being applied to the wound, without leaving any scars."

As he spoke, the agent behind him immediately handed over a plastic bag.

It was quite full, and Huang Xiaoming personally took out a rectangular medicine box, a bottle of iodophor, and a pack of gauze.

"ah?"

Yang Mi quickly showed a grateful expression when she saw it:

"Brother, thank you so much."

"Hahaha, shouldn't it be right to take care of you? Let's go? The others haven't delivered yet. If it's a little later, everyone won't be able to rest."

Hearing this, Yang Mi nodded:

"Brother, you are really considerate... Your girlfriend will die of happiness in the future~"

The smell of cigarettes in Xu Xin's mouth suddenly turned into a smell of tea.

But there is also a smile on his face.

After walking into the elevator together, Huang Xiaoming asked:

"Is the younger brother under a lot of pressure in Director Zhang's crew?"

"Pretty big."

"...how did you and Mimi meet?"

"We are in the same class."

"...the same class!? Are they all freshmen?"

Huang Xiaoming was dumbfounded.

But the manager standing next to him had a look of caution in his eyes.

Freshman?

Joined by Zhang Yimou as a freshman?

This young man...

What is the origin?

And Huang Xiaoming was obviously the same as what he thought, but he grasped the topic to a just right size, nodded:

"Then this experience is too precious. If you follow Daoist Zhang's words and deeds, you will definitely learn a lot...Your starting point, junior brother, is nowhere higher than others."

"Yeah, so now I'm trying to learn something..."

ding~

The fifth floor is here.

"Brother, Xu Xin...then I'll go first."

Yang Mi walked out of the elevator with the medicine in hand, and waved her hand:

"Thank you brother for the medicine~"

"You're welcome, go to bed early."

The elevator door closed slowly, Huang Xiaoming suddenly had some gossip, his expression was full of curiosity:

"Brother...don't blame brother for gossip, it's mainly because of curiosity...you and Mimi..."

Xu Xin immediately showed embarrassment.

"We...are good friends..."

He was telling the truth.

But the expression on his face seemed to say "We have a story".

Then, the sixth floor arrived.

Huang Xiaoming, who understands but doesn't say much, nodded:

"Senior brother cheers for you! Haha~"

"...Hey, goodbye, brother."

"Yeah, let's have dinner together some other day."

"OK."

Elevator doors close.

In less than ten seconds, Xu Xin's phone vibrated.

From Yang Mi:

"I heard you two have a dinner date."

"? How did you hear that?"

"It's in the safe passage. When I got out of the elevator, I went to the safe passage. When I opened the door, I heard a sentence saying that we will have dinner together some other day."

By the time she replied this message, Xu Xin had already reached the door of the room.

Swiped the card to enter the room, and he replied:

"It's a pity that you don't become a spy."

"Don't tell me you can't guess how he's here."

"I can guess... but I can't figure it out. Why is that Wang Haihu a sieve that leaks everywhere?"

"It's impenetrable, where can he get any benefit? Knowing the news that you are in Director Zhang's crew, let's meet and get to know each other. Do you think it's not worth the red envelope? I'll take a shower first, and the time may be slower this time. You Wait for me?"

"wait."

"Not lying?"

"People from the Celestial Dynasty don't lie to people from the Celestial Dynasty."

"What's the meaning?"

"... Hurry up, I'll take a shower too."

Put down the phone, went into the bathroom and took a shower. After returning, Xu Xin thought about it and decided to stay away from the hypnosis channel CCTV5.

Turned on the TV and replaced it with CCTV3, and it happened that "The Same Song" was playing on the TV.

Inside, a group of backup dancers wearing fur jackets and fur hats are dancing Yangko enthusiastically on the stage, and in the middle is a singer with glasses singing:

"My home is in the northeast~ on the Songhua River~"

He turned down the volume a bit, and opened the script of "Wulin Biography".

After watching for about half an hour, finally, the phone vibrated:

"have you slept?"

"No. I'm reading the script."

"The Golden Armor?"

"No, the script directed by Shang Jing that I brought you to meet that day is a sitcom."

"...? You want to join the group?"

"No, I want to invest."

"?"

A big question mark was sent over.

"What's wrong?"

"Xu Xin, can I give you a suggestion?"

"Say it."

"Can you stop revealing something unintentionally all the time, okay?"

"Like?"

"For example, you suddenly became a member of the creative team of the Olympic Games, for example, you suddenly joined Director Zhang's crew, for example, you suddenly put me in the crew of "Golden Armor", for example...you suddenly became an investor .”

"Parallel sentences are used well."

"I'm telling you the truth, why are you like the heroine of the online novels I read, and you can always come up with something surprising. You are like a security guard who came back from the special forces."

Seeing this metaphor, Xu Xin was a little puzzled.

Special forces came back to serve as security?

What's the meaning?

You have to be an officer to enter the special forces, let alone your title, right?

When you change jobs and return to the local area, you must be assigned. Most of them are WJ departments.

Going to be a security guard for others?

What novel is this?

So, he replied:

"Don't understand your weird analogy, but I'm not lying, I really want to invest in this sitcom."

"The kind in "Family with Children"?"

"No, it's a sitcom in the style of ancient costume martial arts chapters."

"..."

5th Floor.

Lying on the bed with the lower back covered with iodine, the wound looked rather hideous. Yang Mi was speechless at first, absurd, but immediately there was a worry in her eyes:

"You won't be deceived, right? Silo dramas are born based on the jokes of modern urban fashion trends. Filming ancient melodramas? Who will watch them?"

After sending the message crackling, she glanced at the sleeping roommate next to her, put down her phone, and tiptoed into the bathroom again.

Ignored my own white body in the mirror... Anyway, I have seen it for many years, and I have long been used to it.

Do not care.

Wearing only a pair of cotton underpants, she turned around and saw the bruises on her back.

It won't really leave a scar, will it?

She was a little worried, and then opened the box of Bacteria.

He took a look at the manual, and after confirming that it was recovering the effect of bruising the wounded surface, he squeezed out some and wiped it back toward the lower back.

A painful coolness quickly enveloped the lower back.

She was suddenly startled...

So cold? ...I still have relatives here...

But she can tell which is more important, relatives or scars.

Let it be cold if it is cold.

Squeezed out a little more, turned her head to look at her back, and after smearing the inside and outside with her hands, feeling the coolness on her back and the smell of medicine, she took out the gauze again, and carefully wiped it on her waist. After winding a few times, I washed my hands and left the house.

First groped in the dark and found a small vest to put on, then impatiently picked up the phone:

"This script is very interesting. It's a pity that I can't show it to you, but I did decide to vote."

"How is your injury?"

Seeing these two messages, Yang Mi hesitated for a moment, but still replied:

"It's okay, it's just a little red and swollen, and it will disappear after I sleep tomorrow. Don't worry about me."

After sending this message, she thought about it, clicked on a new message, and edited:

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity"

But after typing, looking at this line of words, she felt inappropriate again.

All deleted.

Changed one:

"You're too good for me"

also does not work.

Delete.

"Don't be so nice to me, act like you like me"

Not to mention...what a nonsense!

Delete!

"You are too good for me, in case I like you"

Delete!

She struggled for a long time, and even ignored why the other party didn't reply to her message.

While frowning and thinking, suddenly, the phone vibrated several times in succession.

She quickly opened it and took a look:

"Actually, I noticed it when I got off the car today. You must be in pain. But I didn't have time to ask, and I'm not a doctor, so there's nothing I can do. I'm really grateful to Huang Xiaoming here. Don't worry about other things, he's the best. At least at least how to care about people. Then when"

"It's getting late, you should go to bed early, isn't Assistant Shen still looking for you to audition tomorrow, I have to tell you. The scale of this crew is a bit big, not the scale of filming, but the way of persuasion. Female characters The clothes are all low-cut, kind of like a medieval western”

"Fang's corseted breasts, I don't know if this is Director Zhang's request or other people's evil intentions for eyeballs, but it is true that women's clothes have a very low chest opening. I said something that is not very appropriate. , in terms of body proportions, you may not account for much.”

"Advantages. So calm down. After all, I am just suggesting to Director Zhang that it is impossible to influence Director Zhang's judgment whether to use it or not. So if you don't choose it, don't get discouraged. I will give you a vaccination first."

A total of four.

Because of the 80-character limit for short messages, this long message is more or less fragmented.

Yang Mi read it over and over twice, and immediately understood what he meant.

His eyebrows furrowed in an instant.

What's the meaning?

Low-cut dress?

I don't have an advantage?

? ? ?

With eyes full of absurdity, she got out of bed and tiptoed into the bathroom again.

Under the light, she looked at herself wearing a vest...

Indeed, she is not the obvious type of person.

In addition, her dressing style is very conservative... Who told her dad to be a policeman? Since she was a child, she was instilled with the idea that "bad guys are flies, everywhere, but the chance of being bitten by flies is much higher. Above good meat that will pack itself in a plastic bag".

Although the words are a bit rough, the truth cannot be faked.

Having been a policeman all his life, my dad knows too well what kind of person is most likely to be targeted by bad guys when a girl is out of the house.

So, loose clothes on weekdays are her choice.

But…

Thinking back to the lines of "you don't have the advantage" in the text message.

She lifted her vest.

"Are you kidding me?"

Looking at the peach blossom-like self in the mirror, the girl's eyes are full of absurdity.

The phrase "Look thinner when you take off your clothes" was born for me.

You actually said that I have no advantage?

Who do you look down on?

I'm afraid to scare you to death, okay!

Thinking of this, she became even more angry, picked up the phone and replied cracklingly:

"How can you tell that I have a bad figure? Last time I danced for you, your eyes were straight, and you thought I didn't see it?"