I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 70 068. It’s not a big problem if you bring the wrong luggage

Xu Xin's position was towards the back, and he was observing the scenery outside all the way.

It was his first time coming to Hengdian, but he had already heard about it.

But something was different from what he thought.

He thought that the crew could be seen everywhere in Hengdian, but in the end, except for many traveling RVs and commercial vehicles, he saw nothing else.

I guess if you want to watch it, you have to go to the movie theater.

But every time a RV overtook a minibus, or a minibus overtook a commercial vehicle, Xu Xin would look curiously into the windows of those cars.

Although he knew that the car had a privacy screen, it still couldn't stop him from thinking about "who is sitting in here?"

It sounds a bit unpromising at first...but it is true that this kind of curiosity is unavoidable.

But no one chatted in the car along the way.

The reason is that the chief director sitting in the widest chair in front frowned again...

After Wei Lanfang saw it, he waved his hand to the people behind him, indicating that the director was thinking, and everyone naturally became quiet.

In this way, we came all the way to Hengdian Town.

Finally, the car entered the internal parking lot at a place called "Guomao Building".

Xu Xin didn't know why this hotel was not called "Guomao Hotel" instead of "Building", and he didn't know whether it was a fourth- or fifth-level hotel.

None of this matters.

Because he had been attracted by the dark group of people at the door.

There must be about a hundred or so people...

He stood at the door and looked all the way to the minibus.

"...?"

While Xu Xin was still wondering if these people were coming to pick them up, Jin Long stopped at the front entrance of the hotel.

Zhang Yimou stood up.

And wait for the car door to open:

"Director Zhang, welcome."

Hearing the noise, he looked through the glass at Zhang Yimou, who was directly surrounded by people...

Xu Xin couldn't tell whether these were hotel staff or crew members. But looking at that group of people holding the moon in their arms, he suddenly realized...

Zhang Yimou, a great director, has great influence on the outside world.

Outside, he might just be surrounded by fans and moviegoers, but this is Hengdian.

In terms of his status.

To say he is a king may be a bit exaggerated, but to say he is a prince, there is absolutely nothing wrong with him.

At this time, Zhang Yimou turned to Zhang Wu, who was the second to get off the car, and said:

"Tonight, I have to have a meeting with the crew, so we won't eat together."

Zhang Wu nodded to express his understanding, while Zhang Yimou shouted to a young man in the crowd:

"Xiao Shen, you and Xiao Lin are responsible for the needs here. We will cooperate and satisfy you unconditionally."

"Okay, Director Zhang."

The two young men nodded, and Zhang Yimou turned to the team outside the car and said:

"Xiao Shen and Xiao Lin are my assistants. They are here to help Xiao Wei settle everyone down. I will go to the meeting first. If there is anything else, I will talk about it after I finish my work. If nothing happens, everyone can have a good rest. It will be okay. ?”

Everyone, including Xu Xin, nodded in agreement:

"No problem, Director Zhang."

"Well, let's just say, I'll go there first."

So the crowd surrounded him and left.

But the two young men stayed.

The two of them seemed to know Zhang Wu’s identity as assistant director and said politely:

"Director Zhang, we have already booked a room for our Olympic team. Leave your luggage to the doorman. Can I take a few of you to rest first?"

"Need not."

After all, Zhang Wu has a military style. Since he can bring things like luggage out by himself, he will definitely not bother others to help him.

After waving his hands, he said directly:

"Go back to your room first."

"OK."

Two young men took the lead, and everyone followed the team closer to the hotel.

There was no need to say more about the formalities, but after arriving in the room, Xu Xin discovered that... everyone had a private room.

Zhang Wu was a little puzzled:

"Why are they all single rooms?"

"That's it, Director Zhang."

Xiao Lin quickly explained:

"These are the suites that were ordered for us by the producer of our movie, Director Zhang's company, so that we can sleep more comfortably."

Subtext: No need to spend Olympic money.

Zhang Wu nodded:

"Oh, I understand. Then it's okay. Everyone, just watch and go in."

Following his instructions, everyone including Xu Xin was assigned to a single room.

The hotel looks quite clean. After all, it is the hotel where the crew is staying, so it would be useless if it is not cleaned properly. Moreover, each room has two flower baskets, a fruit plate sealed in plastic wrap, and tea gift boxes, placed on the coffee table in the room.

Obviously the hotel has put a lot of thought into it.

Xu Xin heard what Director Zhang and the others said just now and thought that everyone should have a good rest tonight and there would be no meeting.

It's right to think about it. There are about a hundred people in the team here. God knows how many people are waiting in the crew.

Director Zhang must have made good preparations.

So, he took a look at the room where he might stay for the next month or two. Although he thought it was a bit small, he just... let's make do with it.

He also can't do something that lacks emotional intelligence, such as getting a presidential suit by himself.

After checking the time, he thought for a while, and with a bit of bad taste, sent a message to Yang Mi:

"Where are you staying in Hengdian?"

I dropped my phone and started packing my luggage.

I opened the first box and took out all the clothes inside. After hanging them in the closet one by one, I put the few books I brought with me on the table. Then he opened the second box.

But before the first push, it seemed that someone had touched the combination lock on the box.

Xu Xin didn't think much about it. After changing the code lock to 000, there was a click and the box opened.

Then people were stunned...

Originally, the second box should have contained three pairs of shoes including slippers, a box of millet, twenty blank design drawings taken from the prop room, a box of colored pens, including badges, work IDs, etc.

Except for the notebook he carries with him, this should be all his luggage.

But……

Now what's in this?

A thick stack of documents, luggage and clothes, a plastic bag of medicine, and a military green dental cup...

what is this?

Xu Xin was a little confused, but he immediately realized:

"Did I pick up the wrong box?"

I quickly picked up the luggage strip attached to the box and took a look...

The flight number is correct, but the English word that should have been "XUXIN" turned into "SHANGJING"...

"???"

Looking at the box...it's true.

The style is exactly the same as the ordinary box I bought temporarily, except that the corners look a little bumpy.

That is to say...

He really had the wrong luggage.

this……

Suddenly, he was completely speechless.

The first thing that came to my mind was to call the airport.

He quickly stood up and picked up the phone to communicate with the airport, but he didn't know the airport phone number... Putting the phone aside, he dialed the hotel front desk number:

"Hi, hello, I would like to know the phone number of our Hengdian Airport... Oh, okay, you said... Um, okay, thank you."

After getting the airport phone number from the front desk, Xu Xin called back directly.

…

"Comrade, I'm really in a hurry. The person who took my box must be the passenger on the same plane as me. Look, his box is with me. Our boxes are exactly the same. I'm not asking you to violate the customer's privacy. But please contact him and return my box to me."

At the airport, a middle-aged man in his forties with a crew cut was communicating with the ground staff at the information desk.

The ground crew was not unreasonable and comforted softly:

"We understand, sir. We are communicating with people from the ticketing company here. Please wait a moment. We will notify you immediately when there is news."

"...Well, okay. Please hurry up. Thank you."

With helpless eyes, the middle-aged man pushed another black suitcase and walked towards the seat next to the information desk.

But just after walking a few steps, suddenly, the phone at the information desk rang.

The middle-aged man heard the ground crew say:

"Ah?...Yes, yes, we did have a passenger here who found that his luggage was taken by mistake..."

He paused in his steps.

When he turned his head, the ground attendant had already nodded:

"Name...yes, yes, Shang Jing...Sir, your full name is "Shang Jing", right?"

Shang Jing nodded, pushed the box to the information desk and asked quickly:

"Is it the passenger who took the wrong luggage?"

The ground crew responded and said into the phone:

"Sir, Mr. Shang Jing is next to me now. Can you communicate with him directly? ... Well, okay, please wait a moment."

The phone was picked up by a middle-aged man:

"Hello, how are you?"

Then he heard an apologetic voice coming from the phone:

"Hello, I'm sorry. I seem to have brought the wrong luggage. Are you Mr. SHANGJING?"

"It's me, are you XUXIN?"

"Oh, yes, it's me. I'm really sorry. I took the wrong luggage...and because your luggage's password is the same as mine, both are 000, I opened it and found out that I had taken the wrong luggage..." Wrong. Let me check your luggage with you first and explain it clearly. Then you can see where you are. If it is convenient, I will send it to you, okay?"

On the other end of the phone, Xu Xin didn't wait for the other party's reply. For the sake of safety, he said directly:

"First there is a military green toothbrush, then some luggage, a plastic bag of medicine, and some documents. The name of the document is..."

He clasped the document behind his back and turned it over.

""Wulin Gaiden", screenwriter: Lin Caishen... script?"

Shang Jing's face became a little unnatural, as if he was holding back something, but he still said quickly:

"Yes, those are the things. That...if it's convenient, the script is my own..."

"Oh, I understand, I understand."

As soon as he heard this, Xu Xin quickly locked up the script.

"Don't worry, I won't look at it. I will close the box for you now. Don't worry, I am also a practitioner. I understand some rules... In this case, I will take you to the airport now, okay? My box Is it also at your place?"

Not only did these words not make Shang Jing relax, but they actually made his face look even more uncomfortable.

He seemed to be holding back something and said quickly:

"I'm at the airport now. Where are you now? Dongyang?"

"I'm in Hengdian Town. Do you know the Guomao Building?"

"...I know that place. How about you wait for me there and I can go there now?"

"That's okay. I'm sorry. If you don't want to go there, I can send it to you."

"It's okay. Then give your cell phone number and we'll meet at the Guomao."

"Well……"

The communication is completed and the call is hung up.

Shang Jing breathed a sigh of relief and asked:

"Comrade, where is the bathroom?"

…

What is this thing called...

Xu Xin was speechless. After closing the box, he put it aside.

At the same time, Xin said that it seemed that this person was also from the circle.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be a script in the box.

At the same time, he also understood why the other party was so nervous just now. After all, the rule in the industry about scripts is that unless they give permission, or the script has been registered with the Film Association, it is generally inconvenient for others to read it.

If not, just plagiarize it.

He understands.

but……

"Wulin Gaiden"?

This name...

For no reason, some vague images flashed in his mind.

Can't see clearly.

But these vague pictures turned into a very strong intuition, urging him to want to see... or understand this story.

Even unreasonably, he had the illusion that "the drama produced from this script must be very good".

No idea.

But it made the feeling in his heart stronger.

"..."

His eyes fell on the box, with a somewhat impulsive look in his eyes.

But it disappeared immediately.

If you really want to do this...then you will become a villain.

No need.

At this time, his cell phone buzzed.

I picked it up and saw that it was from Yang Mi:

"Guomao Building, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, just asking. Are you done?"

"No, there are two night shows tonight. They were originally scheduled for tomorrow, but they were suddenly changed today. I think I will be busy until nine or ten o'clock."

After sending this message, Xu Xin still didn’t reply, so she sent another one:

"I feel terrible."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm not feeling well."

"cold?"

"No...you couldn't guess it this time? Didn't you guess it last time?"

Seeing this message, Xu Xin was stunned for a moment, but he immediately realized what it meant.

Where did you refer to last time? Isn't it the time when you drank Xiaodiaoli Soup?

Counting the days...it started from the sixth and seventh day of the lunar month, to the beginning of school, and now...it has indeed been fifty or sixty days.

"I understand, what should we do?"

"What can I do? Nothing happened this time, it's just my knee that hurts. Just keep going. After the filming is over in the evening, I'll go back and make millet porridge to drink. Millet porridge, a few jujubes, and my sister, who lives in the same room as me, brought some Pot. Make a pot tonight and have it ready tomorrow morning."

Xu Xin's mouth twitched...

Are you, a melon girl, thinking about my little millet?

Did you put roundworms in my stomach? Do you even know that I am carrying Xiaomi?

But his box hasn't come back yet.

After keeping this in mind, he continued to chat with Yang Mi while waiting for his colleague from the airport to come over.

"After dinner at night, you still want to drink millet porridge when you go home? Are you really not afraid of gaining weight?"

"Hey, don't believe me, I really don't gain weight no matter what I eat. This is called natural, do you understand?"

"sharp."

"It's over."

"how?"

"Tonight's lunch box is shredded pork with green pepper. I don't want to eat spicy food today..."

"What should we do? Buy some bread?"

"Don't eat it. I also brought a bag of milk. I'll drink it for a while and it will be fine. I can just drink some millet porridge when I go home in the evening."

You really miss my Xiaomi!

After thinking for a while, he asked:

"Then why don't you have someone cook it for you in advance? Why don't you go back and cook it yourself?"

"What you said makes me think that I am a talent. I am a young actor and I have no assistant. Who will help me? You will know later. Now you don't understand what I am saying to a newcomer like you. ."

"Yo yo yo~"

"Yo yo yo ~ What are you doing? I played "Tang Minghuang" in 1990 and "Su Qier" in 1991. Brother, what were you doing in 1990?"

"My father and I sell instant noodles from a cart."

"Hahahahahaha!"

Several exaggerated laughing characters were sent, and Xu Xin also laughed out loud.

But he was still laughing. Although he was chatting with the girl at the moment, his attention was always diverted to the black suitcase on the bedside.

The vague feeling in his mind always wanted him to open the box and read the script...

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Hey, here we come."

After getting out of bed, Xu Xin opened the door:

"Sister Wei? What's wrong?"

"It's okay. I just want to tell you that Director Zhang has decided that there will be no meetings tonight. For dinner, just take your room card and go directly to the restaurant downstairs. Then tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock, we will meet downstairs and we will go to the set together. …”

As Wei Lanfang spoke, he suddenly came closer to Xu Xin and lowered his voice:

"Tell you something."

"Hmm, you say."

Xu Xin lowered his head and heard the other party say:

"Jay Chou will be here at around ten o'clock tonight..."

Upon hearing this, Xu Xin glanced at the other party's expression subconsciously and said:

"Are you...a fan?"

"you are not?"

Wei Lanfang was stunned...

Looking at Xu Xin is like looking at an alien.

Are there any young people these days who don’t like Jay Chou?

Xu Xinyi shrugged:

"Okay."

"...Then if you think it doesn't matter, just ask for it for me. I'm too embarrassed to ask someone to sign so much..."

"How much are you going to sign?"

"...I'm thinking of signing at least twenty or thirty sheets and saving them as gifts for friends in the future. If you want, please help me share some of the money, otherwise I'll be embarrassed."

"..."

Xu Xin's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but said:

"Sister Wei, your idea is really crazy."

"Nonsense~"

Wei Lanfang patted him silently:

"Okay, I'm leaving."

"Uh-huh."

Xu Xin was speechless after closing the door again.

Twenty or thirty?

Sister, you are really awesome.

But he thought about it and suddenly sent a text message to Yang Mi:

"Didn't you say that Jay Chou is in the same hotel as you? What are you going to do?"

"What do you mean? I must find a way to get an autograph! I bought a box of "Chopin in November" today, but I'm so scared. What if I buy a pirated CD? Take it and ask someone for an autograph. , I'm not allowed to stick a stick in my way?"

"...Then I'll get it for you."

"???Are you drinking fake wine?"

Hey you melon girl.

Treating good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs, right?

"What do you mean by drinking fake wine? It's just a signature. I can just ask him for one."

"...You know him?"

"do not know."

"Why should someone give you an autograph if you don't know them?"

"Because I drank fake wine."

"..."

Through the phone, Xu Xin could guess that she was speechless after replying to the text message that was all "dots".

Another pleasure.

Haha, it’s so fun to tease this girl.

I chatted with her for a while, and when the time was almost 7 o'clock, finally, a strange phone call came in.

"Hello, how are you?"

"Hey, hello, hello... comrade, I'm at the entrance of Guomao now..."

"Yeah, well, I'll bring it down to you right now. Please wait a moment."

Seeing that the real owner had arrived, Xu Xin quickly pushed the box and walked out.

As soon as I walked out of the house, I heard a sound:

"Xiao Xu, why are you going?"

Turning around, he saw it was Zhang Wu.

Xu Xin quickly said hello:

"Hello, Director Zhang."

"Um."

Zhang Wu also locked the door, looked at him pushing the box, and asked in confusion:

"What is this for?"

"Hey, don't mention it."

He was in front, Xu Xin was slightly behind by half a body, and explained as he walked:

"I took the wrong luggage. This suitcase is similar to mine. I didn't look carefully at the airport and took the wrong suitcase. I just communicated with the airport and found the original owner. He is downstairs now. We have to take the suitcase. Change it back."

"Oh~ Then you are quite careless."

Zhang Wu said with a smile, Xu Xin also nodded and admitted:

"Yes, I was careless this time... Director Zhang, why are you going?"

"We went out to eat... have you eaten?"

"not yet."

"Let's go~"

Hearing that Xu Xin didn't eat, Zhang Wu waved his hand:

"Let's go together. Have you ever eaten Nanma meat pie?"

"No...what is that?"

Xu Xin was a little curious.

"The specialty snacks here in Dongyang are Nanma meat pie and Shanglu wontons. They are all specialties, especially Shanglu wontons, which are known as the second best in the country. They taste really good. When I first came here, I saw there was a shop in front of the door. , let’s go and have a taste.”

"OK."

Xu Xin nodded directly in agreement.

After the two of them followed the elevator to the first floor, Xu Xin dialed the other party's phone number:

"Hey, hello, I'm on the first floor..."

"I'm at the hotel entrance, not the lobby."

"Oh, okay, please wait a moment."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wu asked:

"where?"

"The door."

"Let's go."

So, the two of them left the hotel again, and then far away, at the hotel entrance and exit door, Xu Xin saw a big brother pushing a box looking over here.

"Director Zhang, I'll go over and exchange the boxes with him first."

"Well, you go ahead."

Zhang Wu lit a cigarette and walked slowly towards the door.

Xu Xin, on the other hand, trotted all the way to the other party, apologetically:

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm so sorry. I was too careless and took the wrong luggage. I'm so sorry. Please check quickly to see if everything is correct."

Seeing Xu Xin being so polite, Shang Jing didn't say anything.

Just asked:

"Is your password also 000?"

"Yes, I bought a new box, and I haven't changed the password since then... I also opened it directly with 000."

"Um……"

The other party nodded, opened the box, and took the lead in picking up the thick stack of "Wulin Gaiden" scripts.

Without him having to speak, Xu Xin shook his head:

"Don't worry, after confirming the name of the script with you on the phone, I locked it up without reading a word."

Hearing this, Shang Jing subconsciously raised his head and felt a little relieved when he saw the sincere look on this young man's face.

After all, whether it was on the phone or the apologetic attitude of the other party now, it was obvious that at least his character was not bad. So he believed it...

Now that I have said it, his script is a chapter-style script. To put it bluntly, even if you really watch one or two episodes, it will be useless if you can’t keep up with the rest.

So he nodded and was about to say something, when he was suddenly startled...

His eyes fell on Zhang Wu, who walked out of the door with a cigarette in his mouth and came to the young man's side.

"...Old Zhang!?"

Before Xu Xin could react, Shang Jing stood up straight in an instant, held the stack of scripts close to his body, raised his right hand, and gave a standard military salute.

Xu Xin was a little confused.

It can be seen that Zhang Wu was also stunned.

He looked straight at the person in front of him and said:

"Lao Shang?"

"...???"

Under Xu Xin's doubtful gaze, Shang Jing stretched out his hand after saluting, his face full of joy:

"Old Zhang, why are you here!?"

"I still want to ask you."

Zhang Wu also held his hand tightly, his face full of joy:

"We haven't seen each other in five or six years, right!? We haven't seen each other since you finished filming "Story of the Cooking Class"!"

"Yes! Lao Zhang! Hahaha..."

"Director Zhang, this is..."

Xu Xin looked at Zhang Wu with some confusion.

Zhang Wu also reacted and said in surprise:

"It's not like you two brought the wrong luggage, right?...Haha. Xiao Xu, come on, let me introduce you. Shang Jing, my old classmate, both of us graduated from the Directing Department of the Liberation Art Institute. Later he I changed careers and started working as a director, but I stayed in the group... We were classmates when we were in school, and we lived in the same dormitory... Lao Shang, his name is Xu Xin, you can just call him Xiao Xu, he is a great person A young man! He is also a member of our creative team for the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympic Games."

Upon hearing this relationship, Xu Xin quickly extended his hand:

"Hello, Director Shang, my name is Xu Xin, a student from the directing department of Beijing Film Academy. I am currently studying with Director Zhang in the Olympic opening and closing ceremony team... I took the wrong luggage for you, I am really sorry!"

And here is Shang Jing.

After Zhang Wu said this, a smile appeared on his face and he shook his head:

"It's okay, it's okay. Isn't this also fate? If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have met him. This is fate!"

"Haha~"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wu said directly:

"No, true fate..."

As he spoke, he looked at their luggage and suddenly asked:

"Lao Shang, are you coming? Or are you leaving?"

"Uh... I just got here, I have some things to do."

"That's it. Have you found a place to stay?"

"not yet……"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wu pointed directly at the post:

"I just said that I would take Xiao Xu to try the Nanma meat pie and wontons here. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We have to have a drink to do anything today. You put your luggage here and we go to eat first. What do you think? How about that? I’ll have someone open a room for you, and let’s catch up on old times tonight!”

As he spoke, he nuzzled at Xu Xin:

"Xiao Xu, tell them about your luggage, and someone will come to pick it up in a moment. I'll arrange for them to open a room... Lao Shang, we won't go far."

Pointing to the small restaurant across the road:

"That's it, how about that?"

"……OK, no problem."

With the script in hand, Shang Jing had no obsession with other things in his luggage.

The cheerful temperament of people who came out of the army directly shows:

"Come on, I have to have a drink today!"

When Xu Xin heard this, he simply said:

"That's it, Director Zhang, Director Shang, you two go first. I'll take the salute back to the lobby first, let them open a room, and then go find you two, okay?"

"Okay, then you go and we'll order food first. Lao Shang, let's go."

Zhang Wu put his arm around Shang Jing's shoulders affectionately, and the two of them walked that way.

And Xu Xin also thought this was quite a coincidence.

Two old classmates could actually meet on such an occasion.

While thinking about it, he pushed the two suitcases towards the Guomao Building.

After walking into the lobby, he opened his luggage first. The box of Si Meizi's millet inside was well packed and undamaged.

He opened the box, took out a small bag from it, walked to the front desk, and put the room card and millet on the front desk:

"Please tell the chef and help me make a pot of millet porridge. Remember to add dates and rock sugar to make it mushy."

A hotel like the Guomao Tower itself caters more to film crews than individual guests, so it goes without saying that you have the foresight to be on stage.

As soon as I saw the number on the room card, I immediately knew that this was someone from the crew of "The Golden Armor".

It was a movie directed by Zhang Yimou, so I immediately became very polite.

Nod politely and enthusiastically:

"Okay, let's add the dates and rock sugar and cook it longer, right?"

"right."

"I understand. After you're done cooking, we'll send it to your room?"

"No, just put it in the kitchen. I'll let you deliver it when the time comes."

"OK."

"Um."

After taking back the room card, Xu Xin put the box at the front desk and walked out directly.

All the way out of the gate, he was about to cross the road when he suddenly stopped...

He turned directly into the supermarket nearby, picked up two boxes of Yuxi cigarettes, and then walked towards the small restaurant.