Zhang Xuran's house.

In the living room, the light outside the window poured in through the gap in the half-open curtain, and the sweet potato lazily lay on its paws in the sun.

He Xiao sat opposite Zhang Xuran on the sofa, holding the cup of herbal tea in his hand, and looking at Zhang Xuran, who had not changed much from four or five years ago.

The latter threw his legs on the coffee table, with a cap on his head, his head bowed, and chewing gum in his mouth, just as the two had when they first met.

"So, you're a literary film that wants to win awards?"

"Yes. ”

Zhang Xuran had already learned some information from He Xiao's mouth, and at this time he blew a big bubble, licked the corners of his lips after bursting, and said: "You should find a professional for this kind of film, I don't have any acting skills." ”

"It's good that you play in your true colors, huh...... This character is very similar to you. He Xiao replied.

Zhang Xuranqi said: "It's very similar to me? ”

"Her name is Ma Jiaqi, my age, I didn't set it, but her temper is the same as yours, and her mouth is also very stinky. He Xiao touched his chin and said very seriously.

Zhang Xuran glared.

Lao Tzu, a delicate girl who brushes her teeth three times a day, you say I have a bad mouth?

He Xiao automatically ignored the death gaze from Zhang Xuran, took out the simple version of the script from the handbag he was carrying, and put it in front of Zhang Xuran, "You can just look at it, if you have time, you can also try to write a short biography, I believe you will be able to substitute for the role faster." ”

Zhang Xuran looked unhappy, picked up the script and glanced at the title on it, and said with disdain: "Nameless?

"The heroine who is like a fake!" He Xiao swore and patted his chest.

"What's the job?"

"Unemployed, high paraplegic, staying at home every day. ”

“？”

Zhang Xuran shook Zhenghuan's motor legs for a moment, and his eyes widened angrily, "My mother sells a turtle son tomorrow! You let Lao Tzu play a wheelchair player? You don't die! You deserve to be followed by the paparazzi every day, and no one will send you to the end if you die! Only Lao Tzu will ring the bell at your grave!"

And hearing Zhang Xuran shout like this, He Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up, because he was very similar to Ma Jiaqi in "The Nameless", and that feeling came out all of a sudden.

The key is to scold and rhyme.

"It's simply Ma Jiaqi. ”

He Xiao not only didn't get angry, but also gave a thumbs up, which simply doesn't need to be run-in, and it's no problem to start filming directly.

As for being scolded, He Xiao didn't care, he had lived in the same building for three or four years, and he had long been used to it.

Moreover, in this era when parents are not protected, genealogy is ascended to heaven, and everyone will say hello to Zu'an people, everyone's modern ability to resist pressure is extremely strong, and this bit of bad breath is nothing.

Zhang Xuran hasn't used all his strength yet, if He Xiao falls, then he, the director, won't be able to be a director for long, and he will die on the set sooner or later.

"By the way, are you speaking Sichuan dialect or Rongcheng dialect?" He Xiao suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Turtle son, Lao Tzu hasn't scolded you enough, don't change the topic!" Zhang Xuran's eyebrows were twisted together, and he thought that He Xiao was playing thirty-six tricks.

He Xiao hurriedly explained: "Eldest sister, I'm serious, I plan to shoot this movie in all the southwestern dialects, if the expectations are good, the whole crew should be yours alone." ”

Zhang Xuran didn't stop until she heard this, she snorted, "Will, Yunguichuan is not separated." ”

"Then listen to what I'm talking about. He Xiao recalled the lines in the movie, learned their tones, said a casual word, and then looked at Zhang Xuran expectantly.

As a result, Zhang Xuran's face was full of disgust, and a basin of cold water was splashed down from head to toe, "Criticism, you know a hammer dialect, it's not like four!"

"......" He Xiao slapped his head, he, a northeasterner, was indeed a bit forced to speak the southwestern dialect, but the whole dialect dialogue in this movie is the essence, He Xiao didn't want to throw away this highlight, so he could only pester Zhang Xuran and listen to a few words of his bulk dialect to let her distinguish it.

Zhang Xuran said helplessly, "Okay, don't say it, I know." ”

seemed to be trying to identify, and after a few seconds, Zhang Xuran raised his head, "It's a bit like Rongcheng dialect, and it's a bit like your provincial dialect, your melon baby is too non-standard, Lao Tzu can only guess this." ”

"That should be the dialect of your province. ”

He Xiao touched his chin, he heard Zhang Xuran say this, and remembered that in the world of black mobile phones, this movie was filmed in the "Bridge City" in your province.

"Do you speak the dialect of your province, can you teach me?"

Zhang Xuran sighed, "Why does Lao Tzu want to teach you a turtle grandson, how much money do you give Lao Tzu?"

"Eight million!"

He Xiao stretched out his thumb and index finger and made a gesture of eight.

Zhang Xuran was so frightened that she swallowed the gum, "You pay such a high salary to a rookie actor, aren't you afraid of losing money?"

"My sister Zhang is worth the price!"

"You think I'm worth the price?"

"I said you're worth the price!"

"Then I'm worth the price!"

Zhang Xuran retracted his legs, leaned forward and said: "I can teach you dialects, I don't want a salary, but I said in advance, I will only teach the dialect of the provincial capital in your province, and I can't teach it if I want to teach it in other cities." ”

"There are still many dialects in your province?" He Xiao was surprised.

"Of course, each region is different, but now the language of the entire southwest Mandarin region has gradually developed and strengthened under the influence of Mandarin. ”

He Xiao didn't expect that so many dialects could be spoken in one province, after all, the three northeastern provinces of them all spoke the same language.

"Okay, then you can teach me to save the capital. ”

Nodding, He Xiao and Zhang Xuran settled the matter.

After he went back tonight, he began to write detailed scripts and character dialogues, and he didn't need to learn all the dialects, he only needed to read out his own lines to the flavor of your province.

Other actors are also like this, it is not easy to master a dialect, no one can learn it thoroughly in a short period of time, and when filming, it must also be learning a line and reciting a line.

It must be very tiring to shoot like this, and it also delays time, but as a professional actor, you can't give up because of trouble, and it is impossible to find dubbing in the later stage, and the original movie is called good.

He Xiao has already made plans, this drama is different from popcorn movies like "Charlotte Troubles", the production cycle is set by him at more than four months, and he strives to release it during the Spring Festival at the beginning of next year.

In terms of the box office, He Xiao knew that he would definitely not lose money, but he didn't set his goal too high, after all, it was a literary film, so it was not going to the box office at all, even if this movie had a lot of black humor.

had lunch at Zhang Xuran's house again, and then in her scolding voice, He Xiao leisurely left the floor that carried his four-year memories.

Heroine Ma Jiaqi, it's done!