Director’s Legend

Shao Shuaijun fell to the ground, he felt his head was hit by something and blood flowed out, and someone next to him kicked him, his head was in a mess, he grabbed the man's leg, pulled him down, and took advantage of the situation Pressing over, punching and fighting indiscriminately. He was beating this person, and others were beating him. He had received countless kicks and slaps on the head...

The small east gate of the entire Qin and Han ancient city was originally a market, and many props were displayed, but now they have become everyone's weapons, debris and wooden sticks are flying around, and many people are lying on the ground with blood on their faces.

When Qian Yongqiang brought people over, the fight was fierce, and it seemed impossible to stop it. Qian Yongqiang had no choice but to call the police, and at the same time sent people to seal off the ancient city to prevent reporters from coming to take pictures.

"Director Qian, Director Shao, Photography Huang and Photography Lu are all inside, will something happen?" Gao Yang asked nervously.

"As long as you don't move your sword or gun, it's fine, it's okay. Go find a loudspeaker and shout out." Qian Yongqiang was a person who had been through the storm, so calm, he turned his head and asked, "By the way, who of you knows what happened here? "

"It seems that Director Shao and Director Gao were arguing, and I heard Director Gao calling for a beating, beating someone, and then fighting started." The staff member who ran to find someone said.

"This shitty Gao Linbao, didn't you just make me mess up!"

Qian Yongqiang shook his head, took out his phone and made a call: "Hey, Yang Hongtao, hurry up and tell the investors of "Painted Skin" to block news about "Painted Skin". In addition, call the producers to come to Hengdian There's a meeting, something happened here."

When the police station came over, they pulled people away and escorted them away one by one. Shao Shuaijun was also escorted over with his face covered in blood.

"Xiao Shao, are you alright?" Qian Yongqiang ran over and asked anxiously.

Shao Shuaijun took a deep breath: "I'm fine, it's just a crack in my head, the crew will leave it to you, Lao Qian. What happened... Oh, please help me deal with it, don't make it into the news, it won't affect me. Alright. I'm going to make a statement first."

"I'll try my best." Qian Yongqiang smiled wryly, "You go first, I'll send someone to the police station right away and release you on bail."

Shao Shuaijun nodded, endured the pain and followed the old policeman away.

The old policeman at the police station was quite polite, and took the fighters to the infirmary first to bandage their wounds, and several of them were seriously injured and sent directly to the hospital. The old policemen simply asked a few questions, but they didn't pay any attention to it. The police stationed in Hengdian are actually very familiar with all the crews, and some old policemen even showed their faces in movies.

Shao Shuaijun, Lu Le, and Huang Jiahui were locked in a room without handcuffs. Shao Shuaijun's head was skinned and bandaged. Lu Le's nose bleeds stained his chin, which is still clogged with cotton balls. Huang Jiahui was better protected, except that there was a bloody bruise on his face, and nothing else.

All three of them were covered in ashes, looking at each other's funny faces, wanting to laugh but unable to.

After this period of precipitation, Shao Shuaijun completely calmed down.

"Old Hui, Lao Lu, are you alright?"

"I bleed a little, just go back and eat something to make up for it, but Xiao Shao, you have no serious headache? Xiao Hui will be miserable, disfigured, and I will be so distressed when I go back."

Huang Jiahui smiled wryly: "My heart aches so badly, it's just a pity that my charm to my little sister will drop by 10% in the future. Sigh, I don't know what's going on outside. If something like this happens, if it is revealed, I don't know the reporter How to arrange it."

"I was a little impulsive at the beginning, and I shouldn't have confronted Gao Baolin on the spot." Shao Shuaijun put his hands behind his head, his eyes were a little cold. He is not blaming himself for getting angry at the time, but blaming himself for not being scheming enough. If Gao Baolin wants to turn his face and make trouble, he should bear with it first, and then deal with it in private, instead of rolling up his sleeves on the spot.

"The same is true for Lao Gao. At such an advanced age, his temper has not changed. Isn't it nonsense to fight with the director?"

Lu Le snorted coldly: "It's not that he has a hot temper. I think he did it on purpose. The whole production team thought he was putting on airs, and he had to take a break after working for a while. I shot a set of scenes two days ago. Xiao Shao and the old man After the money was passed, he insisted on saying that the angle of my shot was not good, but I ignored him, so he slapped his nose on the face and asked me to take another shot. If he really thinks it's not good, I'll let it go, he clearly is If you come to pick a thorn, I won’t even shake him.”

"The old master is still, uh, not bad." Huang Jiahui didn't know how to answer.

"Have a meeting after going out, some problems should have been fixed long ago."

Shao Shuaijun suddenly felt a little tired. The production crew was getting bigger, and many problems were difficult to control. The conflict between the staff from the mainland and the staff from Hong Kong did not just happen in a day or two. He was busy with the filming progress and ignored it, but now it seems that this hidden danger must be dealt with.

After waiting for about half an hour, several people from Shao Shuaijun were released by the police station. Producer Yang Hongtao greeted them: "Director Shao, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, what's the crew doing now?" He exhaled, although the police station didn't do much about him, it still made people feel stuffy.

"The old money is being processed. Let's leave quickly. We can't stay here for long. When I came here, I saw a few reporters wandering around here." Yang Hongtao drove a commercial vehicle. After several people got into the car, Yang Hongtao pointed out to Shao Shuaijun Pointing to the person in the co-pilot, "This is Liu Rongdong, deputy general manager of Hengdian Studios. Thanks to Mr. Liu's help, the police station released him so quickly."

"Mr. Liu, thank you very much."

Liu Rongdong smiled brightly: "Oh, it's nothing. Director Shao is filming here. If this happened, it's because our security work was not in place. Please be patient with Director Shao."

"Mr. Liu is serious. The ancient town of Qin and Han was blocked by the crew. I was the director and didn't grasp the crew well. Mr. Liu is righteous, thank you very much." Shao Shuaijun thanked again, "It's the news here, and I hope Mr. Liu can help, don't Let people spread the word."

"Don't worry, this is what we should do."

The car drove into the ancient town of Qin and Han. When Shao Shuaijun got out of the car, Qian Yongqiang and others rushed over. The production team was waiting in the conference room except Gao Baolin. Among the producers are Li Wenhua and Miao Xiuqiang, plus Yang Hongtao, and three assistant directors from the director team. There are nine people in total, and a meeting is held immediately.

"Old Qian, how is the situation here?" Yang Hongtao asked.

"All those who fought were taken away, and the rest were assigned to their posts. I have already passed on the word that whoever chews on the roots outside will be directly expelled. The Qin Palace was transformed into an ancient town of Qin and Han, and it was blocked from the outside world. The old policeman When I came here, I also drove a commercial vehicle without a picture, and there should be no leaks for the time being. In addition, I just asked, two people were seriously injured and are still being rescued in the hospital. Qi Naizhen is guarding the hospital. Come on the phone."

Yang Hongtao nodded: "The fighters are still locked up at the police station. I contacted the director over there. There are too many people, so they are all locked up. Let's see who will arrange for these people to keep their mouths shut?"

"I'll go." Li Wenle took over.

"Where's Gao Baolin?" Yang Hongtao asked again.

"Old Gao slipped away early in the morning. When I came to fight, I saw him driving outside, and he didn't stop when I waved. Should I call and ask?" Miao Chenshan said.

Shao Shuaijun waved his hand: "Don't worry about him. When something happened today, I have to do a self-criticism..."

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