Today is the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the sun is just right, and the rest is still there.

The minibus was stopped in the midst of an altercation and stopped on the side of the road, next to a park.

After the driver parked the car on the side of the road, he got out of the car with the staff, leaving the space in the car for the producer and director.

The sun shines on your body, stretch your waist and enjoy yourself. There is a kind of unexpected joy when the teacher is called out by a phone call in the middle of the middle of the class.

Everyone handed out cigarettes, discussed, laughed, and tasted what had just happened in the car.

"Before I came, I also read a report about Han Jue, saying how he ...... The prodigal son turned around, hey, what nonsense, Han Jue, this birdman, still doesn't pay attention to anyone!" The set designer pinched a cigarette and commented on Han Jue leisurely.

"It's still quite kind!" someone admired Han Jue.

But some people feel that Han Jue's reaction is so big, it's too much: "Actually, it's just a change of script, it's too impulsive." A newcomer is a newcomer, and they all have a conceited problem, thinking that what they write is the best, and they don't allow others to change a word. Heh, now that it's like this, he won't end up well. ”

"Eh, no, didn't he say it, he was angry that the director would change the script without consulting him. Someone retorted.

"Do you really believe it?" someone replied.

The person who retorted stopped talking.

"Anyway, Han Jue is cool for him to scold him like that, but I guess he's going to be finished, and this thing won't end well. ”

This remark attracted a lot of approval, and everyone tacitly acquiesced that Han Jue had the upper hand in the scolding war, but he would inevitably suffer afterwards.

Just now, the director shouted "With him without me", and it will inevitably end with a comprehensive compromise or even leaving.

And an experienced and amateur screenwriter with experience and works are on the bar, if the IQ of the filmmaker is still normal, he will definitely choose to stabilize the former and sacrifice the latter.

Generally, most of the behind-the-scenes staff of movies have unique communication channels, and the news is called a well-informed. Which director or actor is like in private, they know best. As long as you ask around, you can get the most real wind evaluation.

And the director in the car, after everyone inquired, they all knew what kind of person this was.

So they are really not optimistic about Han Jue.

"If Han Jue is backed by a large company, there will be a bit of a turnaround, but now he has made a grass platform team by himself, and it doesn't matter anything. ”

"It's cold. ”

Someone sighed: "It's a pity, I listened to Han Jue's song a few days ago." He sings well, but it's useless, and he's not the only one who sings well. After entering our circle, even Zhang Tianwang has to start from scratch honestly. It's a pity. Like Han Jue, I have heard a few of them before when he scolded the director. ”

"Yo, and then?"

"And then I never heard of them again. ”

"Hahaha. ”

......

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Inside the car.

Xia Yuan sat in the front row, and the director behind him also sat in his place, scolding and scolding, and his heart was uneasy.

Xia Yuan only felt that there was noise in his ears, and he couldn't be quiet for a moment.

This is the first time Xia Yuan has been the producer of a movie, but it is not the first time to deal with the contradictions between people.

She has always been good at solving problems. Find the core of the problem, understand the demands of both sides, analyze various possibilities, and finally pick the advantageous one, which is very simple.

"Producer Xia, I'm going to put my words here today. If you don't give me an explanation for this, I won't be able to make this movie!" The director said that the anger was still not subsided for a long time, and he slapped the half-drunk mineral water on the back of the front seat with a bang, "You must get him away!"

The director was originally unpleasant to Han Jue, but now he is humiliated in public, and he can't wait to kill Han Jue.

From the moment his face was torn off by Han Jue's blood ten minutes ago, the director thought that he would ruin Han Jue in a field he was familiar with.

Xia Yuan, who was in the front row, didn't know if he heard the director's words, so he only left the director with a silent figure.

"I'm not happy to change the content a little? I really don't know how to lift! I've been in the industry for more than 30 years, and I've never encountered such an arrogant person! Oh! I can sing two songs and write a few lyrics, so I feel that my script is the best in the world? What a joke! If I don't say a few words to him, I really don't know how many pounds and taels I have!" The director's eyes looked through the window of the car and at the staff outside the car, trying to judge from their expressions which ones were making fun of him.

Xia Yuan still stood still.

"A little bunny ......"

As if to save his lost face in front of Xia Yuan, the director released several cruel words in a row, but he didn't hear half of the harmony from Xia Yuan's mouth.

The director felt that there was something missing from the show, so he left his seat and approached Xia Yuan.

I only saw Xia Yuan playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

......The director wanted to scold people, but Xia Yuan was the producer, so he couldn't help it.

"Producer Xia, I said so much, don't you mean something?" The director sat down on the edge of Xia Yuan across the aisle, looking fearless, he really had no fear.

Xia Yuan looked away from his phone, raised his head, and said nonchalantly, "I'll wait for you to calm down." ”

"I'm calm now. The director grinned without smiling, matching his face and eyes, which was weird and gloomy.

Xia Yuan wasn't even afraid of Han Jue, how could he be afraid of Han Jue's subordinates being defeated?

She shifted her seat, faced the director, who was trying to calm down, and asked, "So how do you want to solve this?"

"Let Han Jue pour tea in public and make me a compensation, and then don't interfere in the revision of the script, I can change it as I want. "The director didn't feel that he was at fault in the slightest.

The director is sure that he has the biggest position in the crew, and he can bully Han Jue. He will almost win on his own, because he knows that his weight in the crew will definitely be greater than that of Han Jue, who has no background.

Hearing this, Xia Yuan smiled.

This laugh made the director think that he still had weight after all, and he won.

So he laughed too.

But when he laughed, Xia Yuan restrained his smile, pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and said calmly:

"Don't look at me as calm, but I'm no less angry than you. Because you are already at fault in this matter, I can't favor you. When I asked you if you had discussed a new plot with the screenwriters, you said that you had reached an agreement. You are cheating on me. Also, make no mistake, we invite you to be a director, not a producer. If you are invited to come, not only can you not finish the movie, but also have serious internal friction, then you have to be. I'll get out of the car first, and then you can think about it alone?"

Although Xia Yuan finally asked a question, he didn't hear the director's reply, so he put away his mobile phone, got up and got out of the car.

The director, who stared dryly, his face changed and he almost wanted to curse, was alone in the car.

After Xia Yuan got out of the car, he searched for Han Jue, and the small groups that were exposed to Xia Yuan's sight suddenly spoke quietly. The content of the chat was cleverly replaced with sun, sand, cactus.

After seeing Xia Yuan walking directly towards Han Jue, they felt that things were starting to develop as expected.

So they quietly watched with their peripheral eyes, and at the same time thought to themselves:

[Han Jue is going to be unlucky. 】

When Xia Yuan found Han Jue, he saw Han Jue sitting by the flower bed with photographer Amanda, chatting and flipping through the script.

When you get closer, you can hear what they're talking about.

"Oh my God, what the hell is this person thinking? A romantic light comedy movie, he also wants to add anachronistic suspense elements, action elements, and dark elements? This is a time travel back to be a savior, right......" Han Jue frowned and flipped through the script with a look of disgust.

"The director should still want to film the struggle of human nature, you know, he never gave up on making every film literary, too greedy, that's why he failed. Amanda sat next to Han Jue, holding her chin with her hand, quietly listening to Han Jue's complaints, and expressing a few words of her opinion from time to time.

The problem is that he is still selective about literature and art, and he changed the Western-style wedding that made everyone laugh in the rain to a Chinese rural folk wedding that everyone is happy on the beach. It was nothing short of a disaster. My current mood is like my child was suddenly pulled over by someone else for plastic surgery, and it was ugly, but the person said that he was beautiful. I can't take it anymore. Han Jue lifted his forehead.

"Hahaha. Amanda was amused by Han Jue's description.

After laughing a little, Amanda couldn't help but ask, "What image of that wedding in the rain came to mind when you wrote it?"

"This movie is Western-style, so the wedding has to be a church, a small church. They came out of the church, rain and rain, and had to go uphill through stone paths and steps, and people helped each other to climb in the rain. Therefore, the scenery should be selected in a characteristic town on the mountain. The sky was overcast, but their costumes were bright. Everyone was wet, but they were all laughing, and finally the shed that sheltered them from the rain was blown away by the wind, everyone fled, and the cake was drenched in the rain......" Han Jue painted the picture in his mind, unblocked.

"Great camera language, great graphics," Amanda nodded, "It feels like you already have a whole piece in your head." ”

"That's right, I'm writing from the picture in my head. Han Jue said with some sighs.

"Is there a storyboard?"

A purely literary script is certainly the cornerstone of filmmaking, but it usually cannot be used directly for filming. Generally, the director will write the ideas in his mind into a script based on the content. Writing a movie storyboard script is an important part of turning a literary image into a screen image.

Even the very few directors who dare to be a script with a few pages in their hands will conceive a storyboard before shooting.

"Hey, isn't this a coincidence, it's true," Han Jue closed Amanda's script in his hand, pulled the backpack behind him in front of him, and then looked down for something, "I'm also the soundtrack of this movie and the theme song of the interlude, when I was writing original songs, I couldn't write without a picture in my head, so I tried to draw it myself." ”

Han Jue took out a storyboard script from his bag and handed it to Amanda.

The strange thing is that Amanda looked at Han Jue playfully with innocent eyes and the corners of her mouth, and did not answer.

Han Jue poked Amanda with a notebook, but she still didn't take it.

Han Juezheng was puzzled, and a fair-skinned and slender hand suddenly reached over from the side and took away the storyboard script.

Han Jue suddenly looked up along his arm, and saw Xia Yuan with a cigarette in his mouth.

Only then did he react, and the last sentence just now asked him if there was a voice for the camera, not Amanda's voice, but Xia Yuan's.

"Young man, you've learned a lot. Xia Yuan looked down at the storyboard and said flatly. The cigarette curled from the end of the cigarette, making her look like a villain.