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"What's wrong with you?

This was Zhang Bufan's reaction when he saw Guan Hu the next day.

As a director who likes to talk in the room in the middle of the night every day, although his energy has always been very strong, he can't stand his body and can't bear it, so Guan Hu has actually been in a state of having two big black eyes, especially against the backdrop of the shiny big bald head.

But no matter how black the eye socket is normal after all, but today this is really a bit exaggerated, the range of the black eye socket is almost to the cheekbones, and the eyes are all red and bloody, and I haven't slept all night.

"When did you write this?" Guan Hu didn't answer him, but asked rhetorically with his precious notebook.

"Just,Write when you're idle.,I'm already working on this book.,Do you have some ideas that pop up from time to time.,Just write it down.。 Zhang Bufan replied casually.

Of course, he couldn't tell Guan Hu that from the moment he saw that story and decided to make this script, he began to dream all night, in his dreams, he would become Niu Er, Jiu'er, Cow, and even Uncle Yu, Second Son, and Comrade of the Eighth Route Army, but everyone who has some plots in the play, even if there is only one line, he has changed.

Moreover, this is not a simple transformation to experience the plot in the script, but to experience the other party's life throughout!

Just like the bandits in the play, Zhang Bufan once became him in a dream, from the time he was born, experienced his childhood, and understood why he embarked on the road of bandits, why he grabbed that deep mountain village, and the final outcome of his life.

Of course, the dream is very long, but what Zhang Bufan recorded in the book is still only the part that involves the plot.

He knew that the secret of that book would definitely not be kept, and if he wrote all the things in his dreams, once he saw it, it would be strange not to be regarded as a psychopath.

But he couldn't control himself from recording what he had personally experienced...... It can no longer be regarded as a story, but a vivid life, and the experience, insight, and experience that have been gained after experiencing those lives.

So he can only take a compromise solution, that is, only record the part related to the script, and then attach his own perception of the character's entire life, so that even if he is seen, he will only feel that those feelings are too profound at most, but he will not have other doubts.

Just like the current Guan Hu.

"I found out that I still underestimated you, and I was too late to find you, you are a real talent, and it is really a waste of talent to nest in that small restaurant!" Guan Hu said.

"Hey, don't insult my hobby. Zhang Bufan pretended to be unhappy.

Guan Hu smiled, and raised the hand holding the notebook again, "This thing, lend me two more days, I am so confident that I can make this movie with a special score of 120 points!"

Gotcha, I'm going to change the book again.

Zhang Bufan is still pouting with this, Guan Hu over there has already shouted, "Everyone, today's shooting plan has been changed, and a ......scene needs to be added."

"Hey, this grandson ......" The voice came from the side, Huang Bo came from behind and patted Zhang Bufan on the shoulder, "Fanzi, brother, thank you." ”

"Huh, what?" Zhang Bufan was a little confused.

"That grandson. Huang Bo raised his hand and nodded at Guan Hu, "He said that he would definitely force me to get an actor back this time." ”

"That's too early, isn't it? He, do you believe it?" Zhang Bufan laughed.

"Believe. Huang Bo also smiled, smiling very sincerely, "I don't believe in that grandson, I believe in you, I believe in your book." ”

"Hehe, I feel like I'm in a very good state today, Jiu'er! My Jiu'er......" This thing ran away a little crazy, and everyone on the side looked sideways, what's wrong?

That's right, it's Niu Er's upper body.

From this day on, the staff all found out that Guan Hu had started to change the scene after stopping for a long time.

In addition, Huang Bo's acting skills seem to be better, not that he is more like acting, but gradually, people begin to think that he is Niu Er......

That day, Guan Hu added such a scene.

"What the! I'll trip me once!"

This is after a devil sweep, Niu Er walked to the village leisurely, but was tripped by a cannonball half buried in the soil, so he scolded unhappily and kicked him.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army led the donkey and hurried over, shouting as they ran, "You fellow, what are you doing? This is a bomb, don't blow it up!"

"Are you familiar, this has been falling for more than two years, and it's been fine, I just blew it up with two feet?" Huang Bo, who was originally from Dongshan, spoke authentic Dongshan dialect at the moment.

Gao Hu was helpless, and pointed to the sign in front of the bomb, "You don't know how to read, don't you have a brand, people and animals should not approach." ”

Huang Bo asked him in a mocking tone, "Do you know how to read?" Everyone has told me that this is an eight! You are still an eight-way, you don't even know this?"

"You're a funny fellow. Gao Hu squatted down and picked up a small stick, "Come on, come here." Behold, the eight are separate, and the men are together. ”

"This character, add one horizontal reading, add two horizontal readings, do you know?"

Huang Bo put his hands in his sleeves, and a farmer squatted in front of him, as if he saw a novelty, and asked with great interest: "If it's eight, what is such an addition?"

"Eight?" Gao Hu was a little stunned, "I don't know eight plus one horizontal, anyway, you just remember it, people are separate, and eight is combined......"

"No, it's the other way around. Gao Hu scratched his head and became even more confused, "Eight is separate, but people are together." ”

"What a mess, I don't think you're very good. After being educated for a long time, he finally found an opportunity to fight back, Huang Bo sneered again, stood up, and led the cow away......

In this paragraph, Huang Bo and Gao Hu were stunned, and even Zhang Bufan was stunned when he watched it.

He swore that this paragraph was not in his book, and there was not even a little related content, and he didn't know how this grandson's thinking jumped, and after reading his little book, he actually came up with such a paragraph.

In between shooting, Zhang Bufan asked Guan Hu, "What do you mean by that paragraph just now?"

"Don't you understand, that's right, if you want to make you understand everything, everything depends on you, where is the majesty of me as a director?" Guan Hu smiled proudly.

Seeing that Zhang Bufan was still about to ask, he spoke first, "This, I can't say it, it's all up to my personal comprehension, what you see and think of is what it is." ”

"You're a grandson. Zhang Bufan nodded Guan Hu and turned to leave.

Behind him, Guan Hu smiled happily, I want to tell a good story, but no one doesn't let me put some of my own things in this good story, it's best if you don't understand, you can't understand it, then some grandchildren can't understand it, that's right!