I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 90 088. Hey, half-step collapse fist!

At almost ten o'clock, when the creative team members were walking out, Xu Xin suddenly saw a few young people blowing fans and hanging mosquito nets in a tent in the corner of the palace.

"Director Zhang, that's..."

Zhang Yimou looked in the direction Xu Xin pointed and said:

"For those who stay to look at things, some props that are inconvenient to take are placed here. Someone has to watch them at night."

"oh oh."

Xu Xin suddenly realized.

I feel sorry for the hardships faced by these crew members... Let’s not talk about mosquitoes. It’s only April now. If we wait until June or July, how hot will it be here?

It's really hard work.

When he reached the car, Zhang Yimou said again:

"Xiao Xu, come with me."

"Uh...ok."

Xu Xin, who was about to get into Jinlong, responded and followed Zhang Yimou directly into the commercial vehicle.

Cheng Xiaodong is not here today. There are five people in the car including Assistant Lin, Assistant Shen and the driver.

Xu Xin was sitting next to Zhang Yimou.

The car started and when we were walking back, we heard the other party ask:

"If you were to shoot the scene today, how would you shoot it?"

"Well……"

Following Zhang Yimou's words, Xu Xin quickly flashed back everything he had taken today in his mind.

But after thinking about it, he could only shake his head:

"I... don't know. I feel like there's nothing wrong with your photo..."

"I mean, if it were you, as a director, how would you like to shoot it?"

"..."

Xu Xin was silent again.

think.

After a while, he said:

"Maybe... when I was filming the scenes between Prince Jie and Queen, I wouldn't have designed the overall colors to be as gorgeous as you did."

"What's the reason?"

"The reason... I think the Queen loves Prince Jie very much, right? When you took the photo, the more colorful the picture, the more... depressing I felt. Whether it was the Queen's makeup or the color of the surrounding scenery, it was magnificent and luxurious. Incomparable, but the more I look at it, the more I feel that all the people in this environment...

Everyone's hearts, including the emperor's, were empty. Especially numb, like a group of walking zombies... First of all, I can't see the emperor's love for the queen, and the queen has an extremely twisted love for her son who is not her biological son. One of his two sons guards the border, and the other is young but not close to his mother. This family...

I think you did a great job in changing this aspect, that is, using a royal family and palace that is far more splendid than the Zhou family in "Thunderstorm" to set off this empty instinct. The emperor and empress seemed to have lost all desire to survive in this oppressive palace... or in other words, they lived like a group of zombie-like monsters. "

As he spoke, Zhang Yimou frowned.

After comparing the scene with the original "Thunderstorm", Xu Xin said:

"So I was thinking... If the queen who is modeled after the Zhou family's wife Fanyi in "Thunderstorm" still has a soft heart, then it must be Yuanjie. Yuanjie has a pure mother-son relationship with his mother, and he is filial , Really caring about the mother... I think the role of the mother does not need redemption, but she needs to retain the last dignity.

And her last dignity should be her son Yuan Jie. So... As a mother, when her son comes, the colors should be a little plain, so that people can ignore her identity as a queen and discover that she is still a mother... So if I were to take pictures, I would take them plainly. …

Or to be more elegant. The queen should be like a loving mother who has washed away her beauty, without any harsh makeup, and is warm and kind. But later it was discovered that after the emperor wanted to kill her, the colors should be very gorgeous, but her clothes should still maintain that elegant look. Proving she was struggling. Letting her son rebel against her and kill the emperor, what mother in the world doesn't worry when her son goes to the battlefield?

Therefore, the gorgeous colors represent her status as a queen, but the simple clothes on her body should be her last trace of kindness as a mother. This can reflect the sense of struggle... This is my shooting idea. "

"..."

Zhang Yimou's brows suddenly frowned even more tightly.

He had a particularly good impression of Xiao Xu, and even the crew could see this, not to mention the creative team.

Nothing much to say.

He was born in 50 years and is now 56 years old. He has met such a good young talent. It is impossible to say that he does not have the intention to pass on the inheritance.

This young man is sensible, good at getting things done, humble, and has a kind of intelligence that makes everyone feel comfortable.

He just wanted to help.

It's not that it will improve his status, but it's purely that I want to guide this young man and prepare him in advance to be a director.

Therefore, the original intention of today is to chat with him about the director's ideas and inspire his own thinking.

Unexpectedly...

Following his words...

Why do you suddenly feel that... what he said is right?

Is there any possibility of exploring the role of the Queen in more depth?

As a queen and a wife, she is definitely unqualified.

But as a mother?

Doesn't she have any brilliance at all?

The kind of shackles and shackles that women in the feudal era cannot escape from even if they are queens...

"..."

Subconsciously, he pinched his chin.

His brows were furrowed.

Xu Xin, on the other hand, was quite uneasy.

He didn't know if what he said was right.

But didn’t Einstein say that Lu Xun once said it?

In the eyes of ten thousand people, there are ten thousand Hamlets in the eyes of Harry Potter.

What is the great thing about "Thunderstorm"?

That means hundreds of people see hundreds of things.

Many people can find their own share of sadness among people from the "Zhou" and "Lu" families.

This is the basic reason why it is a required course for both directors and actors.

But in Xu Xin's eyes, what he saw was Fanyi, a young woman... Oh no, the sorrow of the Zhou family's eldest grandmother.

Although he estimates that after the movie is released, there will definitely be fans who come to watch the movie mainly to watch Jay Chou. But in terms of literature... he really felt that the Queen was the most outstanding character in the whole novel and the one with the most profound literary significance.

Of course...he said it all, but he didn't have the confidence to think that he was qualified to teach Director Zhang.

That's a joke.

If something comes out from the cracks of someone's fingers, that's enough for you to learn.

But this is not a discussion.

Director Zhang doesn't care what he thinks about how he shoots, but wants to ask how he will shoot.

The only thing he can think of right now is the depth of the character of the Queen.

So I chose to tell the truth.

only……

Director Zhang, please speak up!

Why did your brows start to furrow again?

After waiting for a while and confirming that Director Zhang was thinking about something, Xu Xin quietly took out his mobile phone.

No new information.

The last message Yang Mi sent was the message "Half-step collapse fist, oh ho" during dinner in the evening.

After thinking for a while, he sent a message:

"I went back."

"Buzz."

Yang Mi replied instantly:

"I'm reading the script. Call me when you get back. My roommate is back and wants to turn off the lights. I'll go up to your room."

"..."

Xu Xin felt hot...

The next moment he quickly shook his head.

Well, I still have less fitness.

…

Zhang Yimou was silent all the way. When he was woken up by the bump in the hotel's speed bump, he subconsciously looked outside the car.

Back to the hotel.

"..."

He withdrew his eyes and turned to look at Xu Xin next to him:

"Xiao Xu."

"Director Zhang, please tell me."

"The scene between Yuan Jie and the Queen you just mentioned, go back and design the scene tonight... You can change this scene and show it to me tomorrow."

"……ah?"

Xu Xin was stunned.

Zhang Yimou nodded:

"Your shooting idea is very good. Give me a more detailed script tomorrow. Make a rough sketch of the queen's clothes and makeup. Let's try to change it."

"……ah????"

Xu Xin was even more confused.

But a smile appeared on his face:

"Very good idea."

"..."

Xu Xin was completely speechless.

no……

It seems that you are not far away from being ignored by me, right?

…

"I'm back, come up."

"Well, you go take a shower first."

"?"

After replying with a question mark, Xu Xin was speechless.

What is this bitch talking about?

Who knew there was also a question mark in reply:

"? You don't take a shower when you sleep?"

Who is sleeping with you?

With absurdity, he replied again:

"Aren't you going to come up?"

"Yes, you should take a shower first. I'm here to read the script. If you want to take a shower and go to bed later, I'm... afraid of embarrassing you. So you take a shower first, and I'll come over after you're done."

"Did you wash it?"

"It's washed, it smells good~ The first thing I do when I come back from the set is take a shower, otherwise I won't be able to bear it."

"Okay, I'll contact you later."

"Um."

Putting down the phone, Xu Xin always felt that something was wrong with the content of the two people's chat.

But it’s true that it’s not too early now.

He walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower to wash away the sweat, heat and dust of the day. After coming out wrapped in a towel, he sent the other party:

"Come up here."

After sending it, he put on a loose and comfortable pair of basketball pants and an oversized vest, and opened his laptop.

Zhang Yimou asked himself to redesign the scene where the Queen and Yuan Jie reunited.

Not that difficult.

The lines and everything are ready-made.

The main thing is how to design the image and scene, which requires some thinking.

Opening WORD and comparing it with the script, he thought quietly...until there was a knock on the door.

As soon as he sat up, he suddenly heard Yang Mi's voice from outside the door:

"Ah? Sister Wei... hello."

…

Wei Lanfang, who was still holding a bag of snacks and a bottle of red wine, looked at the girl in shorts and a cotton T-shirt in front of him with a faint smile:

"Mimi."

She tilted her head:

"Do you have anything to do with Xiao Xu?"

"..."

Yang Mi was also speechless.

what is this?

Yellow mud crotch?

this……

What can I say?

What did this sister do? Coming back so late...

When he was speechless, the door was opened.

Xu Xin stuck his head out:

"Eh? Sister Wei...what is this?"

Looking at Wei Lanfang who was holding snacks and red wine in his hands, Xu Xin asked curiously.

"It's okay, I was thinking about having a glass of wine before going to bed. I went to buy some before I got out of the car and came back... It's okay, I went into the house."

Glancing at the two young men with an extremely ambiguous look, she opened the door with her key card, pushed the door open and walked in.

"..."

Yang Mi's face turned red before she knew it.

Just like drilling a hole, after getting into the room where Xu Xin stepped aside, he had to sit on the chair at the desk.

"Hey, you sit on the sofa."

Xu Xin quickly stopped her.

"Why?"

The blushing girl wondered.

"There is a scene in Golden Armor that needs to be changed in the script, and Director Zhang left it to me. I have to work it out tonight and show it to him tomorrow morning."

Hearing Xu Xin's words, Yang Mi nodded and sat next to the coffee table with fruit plates and tea leaves.

When Xu Xin walked back to the desk, his eyes swept over those white and thin calves...

Want to see.

I'm sorry, I can only take a peek.

After thinking for a while, he lit a cigarette.

"Are you tired today?"

"Fortunately, after the filming of the Wia drama, my drama was particularly scattered. No, hurry up and get involved in Jiang Chan's script..."

Speaking of which, the girl seems to want to ask something...

But in the end he didn't speak.

Instead he explained:

"My roommate plays Lu Wushuang. She is a very light sleeper. I'm afraid of disturbing others, so I don't even dare to turn on the light. I'm just waiting for you to come back... Then you don't mind me, you do yours and I'll do mine, okay. ?”

"good."

Xu Xin took advantage of the promise and took a sneak peek at the girl's legs that had been raised.

Finally, I felt that this was not possible, and quickly forced myself to retract my attention:

"Then I won't care about you. Just pour the water yourself and the cups will be clean."

"Um."

Yang Mi held Jiang Chan's script in her hand, leaned on the back of the chair and lowered her head.

At this time, a faintly proud smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Hum.

White, right?

Hum hum ~

…

I want to embody the tenderness of my mother...

Gentle, kind...

White?

A simple and elegant kind of white, but you can’t lose some of your daily habits.

And everyone in this palace prefers gold.

There are some golden decorations on the white clothes to embellish it.

It shouldn’t be too much…

Just embellishment is enough.

The hairpin on the head should also have a kind of elegance that washes away all the beauty.

The kind of elegance that is in contrast to the strong makeup...

"Crackling~"

After writing down the characteristics he needed to pay attention to on the document, he picked up the notepad next to him.

Turning over a new page, I took a pencil and began to draw a feminine outline.

Unconsciously, time passed by minute by minute.

…

next door.

Creaking.

Wei Lanfang bit into the crunchy crispy corner, and there was still one-third of the originally full red wine in the teacup in his hand.

She looked at the TV and thought for a while, then suddenly pressed the mute button.

Then he stood up from the bed and put his ear to the wall.

"..."

Chaos.

Nothing happened.

She was a little confused.

Why is there no movement at all?

Xiao Yang... doesn't he bark?

A couple of hums are in order, right?

Is it over?

I glanced at my watch subconsciously...

Only twenty minutes?

Xiao Xu...

Can you do it?

There was a look of dissatisfaction on her face.

You're young, what's going on with you?

…

"Ha... um."

He covered his mouth with the back of his hand and yawned.

The girl squeezed out two tears from her eyes.

After thinking about it, she glanced at Xu Xin, who was writing and drawing with a notebook. Looking at his focused look, she quietly stood up.

She wanted to see it just now.

What is this painting?

It's not painting me, is it?

Oops~

Subconsciously clasping her five lovely toes, she walked to Xu Xin in her slippers.

Xu Xin subconsciously turned his head to look at her and said:

"What's wrong?"

"...Look what you drew."

Looking at the woman in palace clothes on the notepad... Although she had no facial features, through the gorgeous painting style and fresh and elegant charm, Yang Mi blurted out at one glance:

"Queen?"

"Huh?"

Xu Xin's eyes flashed with surprise:

"Did you see it?"

"Uh-huh."

The girl picked up the notepad and looked at it carefully:

"It looks like it has a particularly gorgeous aura..."

"..."

Xu Xin frowned.

Gorgeousness is not what he wants.

That's the kind of elegance that washes away all the brilliance.

"……What's the matter?"

Seeing his frown, the girl was a little confused.

“If it’s gorgeous, then I painted it wrong.”

Xu Xin shook his head and took the notebook.

"What I want is the love and tenderness of being a mother."

"Well……"

After hearing this, Yang Mi thought for a moment and pointed at the golden hairpin on the head of the character:

"Then it would be nice if you didn't need these...the way you dress your head is too solemn. Change it to something gentler, something like this."

As she spoke, she picked up the pencil in Xu Xin's hand and untied her single ponytail.

I gathered my hair a few times, and I didn't know how to do it with a pencil, but I made it into a bun.

"Ta-da~"

She took two steps back, turned around to Xu Xin, and a fragrant wind blew into his nose:

"This kind of bun makes you look very gentle."

As she said that, she turned her face to Xu Xin and pointed to the pencil used for fixation at the back:

"It would look better if I replaced it with a hairpin."

"..."

Xu Xin's eyes were fixed on the bun that looked like a bulge but was a little different.

After thinking for a while, he nodded:

"Then let me try."

"Um."

He casually took out the pencil.

Three thousand blue hairs slipped down.

Xu Xin's eyes straightened again.

"Give."

The pencil was handed to him with dull eyes. The girl seemed to go to the small refrigerator under the TV and took a bottle of mineral water.

The untied hair hung down from her ears, covering up the slight redness.

"Unscrew it for me."

"good."

After taking the mineral water and unscrewing it for her without any effort, Xu Xin asked:

"finish watching?"

"No... Actually, to be honest, the role of Jiang Chan is just to promote the plot, right? Her acting skills are nothing. Most of the time, she kneels to bring medicine to the queen, and then she only needs to show off a little bit with the eldest prince. Just be as coquettish and obsessed as a little girl. And that crazy look at the end..."

"Her difficulty lies in that period of madness."

Xu Xin lowered his head and re-outlined the appearance of a human head, saying:

"Today I specially read all your scripts. What you said before is right. But the most important thing is that when she learned from the palace that the one she liked was her own brother, her whole body went from shock to collapse and couldn't accept it. Being in a crazy state is your most difficult point. As long as you grasp this, there should be no other problems."

"Like this?"

When Xu Xin heard the girl's words, he looked up and saw the girl making a screaming and shouting expression.

The sound was not loud, so it was contained, otherwise a scream this late at night would be quite terrifying.

"Ah~~~... like this?"

"..."

Xu Xin’s mouth twitched:

"Did you encounter a ghost?"

"This is crazy. She couldn't accept this fact and went crazy. Then she turned around and ran out like a madman."

"How do you express your broken emotions?"

"Uh...it's in there too."

"It's shit in there."

Xu Xin simply rolled his eyes and shook his head:

"You need to have a foreshadowing in front of you, a depressing foreshadowing, in order to reflect the sadness and madness of this scream. How can there be direct screams? Jiang Chan was surprised at first, and then surprised. This is what people hear when they hear something incredible. The first reaction. Then from this reaction, you start to push forward, from surprise to disbelief, to impossibility, to the absurdity of "this is not true". It seems that all this is a dream, and finally It's the kind of collapse after recognizing reality. And the screaming under this kind of collapse is reasonable. People like you who just call... don't know, think someone stole your bicycle."

"You're taking the bamboo shoots!"

Yang Mi was speechless.

Why don't I steal your bicycle?

But she also knew... Xu Xin's words were definitely correct.

Acting skills, in a larger sense, are people's emotions. But if you really refine it, every expression can be ever-changing.

"Screaming" yourself is the right path, but there are still many things that need to be excavated.

After looking at the time and realizing that it was almost one o'clock, she said:

"I have to go. I have a scene tomorrow in the morning, and in the afternoon... should I go to the set to find you?"

"Why are you looking for me?"

Xu Xin shook his head:

"Follow your role well, Director Zhang and I are also trying my best to fight for it."

He didn't tell Yang Mi what happened today.

Because it's not necessary.

After all, this matter is not yet certain. The more expectations you give her, the greater the disappointment may be.

But it didn't stop him from using a little trick:

"You just study this role steadily. If Li Man comes back... I will also work hard and let you two compete once. If you can win by then, then the role of Jiang Chan will definitely be yours."

"……Um."

Hearing this, the girl nodded:

"Don't worry...Okay, I'm leaving then? You should go to bed early, okay?"

"Um."

Xu Xin nodded to express his understanding:

"I won't send it to you."

"No need... eh, right, right, right, I almost forgot."

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and hooked her hand at Xu Xin:

"You come."

"……what?"

"Stand here."

"What are you doing?"

"Hey, come here~"

He forced himself to the desk, pulled him up, and brought him to the bedside.

Yang Mi walked to the bedside again and brought two pillows in front of him:

"Take it and cover it on your stomach."

"..."

Xu Xin, who had already guessed what she was going to do, simply rolled his eyes:

"You don't think that you just learned this move or something... half-step collapse fist, and you become a martial arts master, do you?"

"Try it. Teacher Yu said that this Bengquan is so powerful that it can beat a cow across a mountain. Do you understand?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Xu Xin shook his head and put two pillows on his stomach with emotion:

"bring it on."

He looked at the girl who was eager to try, and thought to himself, let's see what this girl is going to do.

Then I saw these ladies making a move...

He doesn't understand martial arts, so he doesn't know what this hand move is.

Then I watched her gesticulating and making punching movements, as if she was looking for a feeling.

"Hold your breath, my half-step collapse fist is very powerful!"

"……OK."

The more she talked, the more Xu Xin looked down on her.

Still half a step to collapse the fist...

I think you're pretty good at it.

"ha!"

"Hey!"

"Eh~~~~"

"snort!!!"

There were all kinds of strange noises in the house.

If this is the Half-step Collapse Fist... Xu Xin doesn't know who has died under this punch in the past and present... but he must have died of boredom.

It's been a minute or two, are you still okay?

Just when he was about to speak, he suddenly saw the girl twist her waist, take a fist, and use a... very small body movement to take a half step forward. At the moment of exerting force, with the help of this half step Impact, hit with a punch:

"Hey! Hi!"

"puff……"

The fist punched into two layers of pillows.

"call."

The girl closed her fists, turned her hands into palms, and slowly moved her luck:

"call……"

After exhaling a breath, she squinted at the boy with dull eyes and nodded:

"Oh buy wow, all the way to Xinde!"

"……What?"

Xu Xin, who didn't feel anything like this at all, rolled his eyes directly:

"Is it over? It's over and get out of here."

"...Why are you so annoying! My punch is so powerful! Teacher Yu said that Xingyiquan is overbearing!"

"Xingyi Quan is like you. I don't know if you are overbearing or not. I don't believe you when you call me daddy after being beaten."

Looking at the indignant girl, he threw the pillow aside:

"Go back quickly."

"Hmph! Wait, wait until I can open up Rendu's two meridians!"

"Why don't you go to heaven~"

"Slightly, slightly, slightly~"

Listening to his dumbfounding joke, the girl stuck out her tongue and made a face at him:

"Let's go, good night."

"OK, good night."

"Crack."

The door is closed.

Xu Xin raised his eyes and looked at the dents that still existed on the pillow, and shook his head in amusement.

but……

I seem to have made a mistake.

Recalling the waves of the loose T-shirt that looked like ocean waves when the girl took that half-step just now, his eyes were a little vacant.

Could it be...

It shouldn't be...

I can't see it at all...

How is it possible that it is so available?

Um.

It must be an illusion.

It doesn't make sense.

He firmly believed that his experienced driver's vision would never make a mistake.

She's definitely not that big!

Fake!

all fake!

But what if it's true...

"Hiss~~"

Realizing that his thoughts were overgrown with weeds, he quickly shook them off.

It's already one o'clock. Let's finish the script and get off work.

Otherwise, this night may be difficult.