"Death in the West" is a big crew, the director is a famous director, the starring actor is an actor, the management is several large companies, and even the people Gan Jing has met the most in the past two years.

Gan Jing hurriedly met with two assistant directors, three producers, two executive directors, five photographers, and a number of art and martial arts instructors, and without even remembering their names and faces, he took his agent and driver to wander around the surrounding scenery the next day.

This style is different in the eyes of different people in the crew, cold, arrogant, blunt, there, cool, etc.

"Boss, Producer Chen and I left a phone call, he wants to give you the whole reception banquet. ”

"The assistant director of Xijin Film and Television wants to ask you for a drink. ”

"Screenwriter Liu also wants to talk to you about the script. ”

It's still the original jeep, it's still the original route, and the agent He Yue still has the original worries, but after brushing her face with the crew, she has a lot more business, and she can just talk in such a confined space in the car.

Gan Jing was surprised: "You are so busy with this business?"

"It's not because my boss has a hand. He Yue said very soberly.

"Huh. Gan Jing sighed with emotion, "This is a producer, an assistant director and a screenwriter, and Lao Xie is not easy, I told him that our Blu-ray company can vote, he is unwilling, why bother?"

He Yue pointed out a little problem: "For Director Xie, whether the surname is Chen, the surname is Liu, or the surname Gan, they are all constraints, no different, maybe he can already do it, why bother with another family?"

Gan Jing was stunned, and praised after a while: "He Yue, you have discovered my blind spot in thinking. That's right, I'm also a drama bully!"

What's the deal with this vicious tone that has a bystander tone?

Did you just find out today?

It's not the first time that you want to invest in a movie you starred in and occupy the right to speak.

He Yue pursed her lips, opened the window, drank the wind, closed the window, and spit sand.

"Actually, I'm well-intentioned, invest in investment, reduce salary, and take some risks, just forget if you don't appreciate it. Gan Jing put his hand out the window to catch the wind, "I'm not the kind of person who forces others. ”

"Well, judging from yesterday's situation, the crew is quite complicated, boss, pay more attention. He Yue reminded, "I think you should bring two assistants to make things easier." ”

"I'm in retreat for two months, so there's no need for an assistant or not. Gan Jing motioned for the driver to stop, intending to take a photo on the Gobi.

"I think it's necessary. He Yue told the boss her attitude in a firm tone.

"Okay, you can talk to the company. "Gan Jing is not too insistent on this kind of thing.

He Yue said calmly: "I already said last night, two assistants, a man and a woman, will arrive tomorrow." ”

Gan Jing glanced at the agent who cut first and then played, pushed the car door and said, "You are becoming more and more like an excellent agent." ”

"Thank you boss for the compliment, it would be better if you could increase your salary. ”

Jeeps are parked on the Gobi Desert, where dark yellow sand and gravel make up most of the colours.

This kind of place can't help but look at it, but as soon as you look at it, there is a sense of absurdity that a small individual suddenly broke into the eternal era, the sky is blue and high, the ground is yellow and far away, the wind is strong and cold, and the primitiveness of nature seems to have never changed because of the existence of man.

"Boss, there's an eagle. ”

The driver, who hadn't spoken much along the way, suddenly pointed to the dark shadow flying in the sky.

Gan Jing raised his head and looked at the flying eagle from afar.

A black shadow crossed the air, turning into an eagle from far and near, and from near to distant and then becoming a shadow, as if it had interacted with people, but after all, it was far away, leaving no trace.

"It's beautiful. He Yue, who was thinking about various things along the way, also put her mind at ease and couldn't help but sigh heartily.

"It's not too deep here, and further west and north, it's more primitive. Gan Jing bent down to pick up a few grains of sand and gravel and then went into the distance one by one, watching the dust they splashed up quickly blown away by the west wind, "There are still a lot of human footprints here, after all, it is not too far from the county seat, and there is a film and television city, but it is also very beautiful." ”

He Yue picked up the sand and gravel like the boss, thinking about taking it back as a souvenir, and asked, "Brother Gan, have you been here before?"

"It's called dreaming of returning to the Gobi Desert. Gan Jing replied with a laugh, his voice flying far away in the wind.

He Yue sat on the ground, staring at the landscape in front of her, which was composed of two main colors, yellow and blue, like a rich painting, and suddenly understood what the boss and director Xie Jiang talked about after meeting yesterday, the style of this land is rough and primitive.

"Brother Gan, what kind of movies do you say will be made in this land?" asked He Yue.

"I don't know, it depends on Lao Xie's skills, it's easy to add the name of 'Western' to your mouth, but if you don't control the style well, it's easy to be nondescript. Gan Jing took out three bottles of mineral water from the trunk and handed them to the driver and then to He Yue, and finally sat beside her and shook up a cloud of dust, chatting, "Movies and music are often inseparable, and this style is easiest to understand by analogy with music." ”

Gan Jing waited for the dust to clear before unscrewing the bottle cap and drinking saliva, and said with a smile: "Now we are sitting on the Gobi Desert, looking at this scenery, what do you think of me singing this song?"

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white strokes, and the peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup. ”

He Yue shook her head, of course the song is a good song, but it sounds a little wrong here.

Gan Jing picked up another grain of sand and rubbed it in his hand: "What song do you think you should sing?"

He Yue thought for a while and said, "How is "In the Spring"?"

Gan Jing said casually: "It's not that the voice is high and it is in line with here, and "In the Spring" is not suitable either. ”

He stretched out a finger, looked for a tune, and pulled his voice as if shouting instead of shouting, as if singing rather than singing:

"My younger sister is younger, and her temper is a little bad. ”

"Oh, brother, it's not big, but who's big. ”

I didn't understand the lyrics too much, and her voice was a little hoarse, but He Yue sounded inexplicably suitable for the here and now, this is a dialect folk song.

"Does that sound good?" Gan Jing asked after a pause.

"It's good, uh, it's not good in the popular sense, it's the kind of original ......" He Yue described it a little badly, "If I close my eyes and listen to it, it's like the person singing is a local with a wrinkled face, a dry tobacco in his hand, and a puff and then a two-sentence song." ”

Gan Jing laughed and said: "It's not too local, this is a folk song from northern Shaanxi, "Mountain Song", you have to sing it in this kind of land where the wind is wrapped in sand and blows on your face. ”

"I see, I'm suddenly kind of looking forward to seeing what the movie looks like. He Yue sighed.

Gan Jing stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and shouted at the Gobi Desert: "So, I have only one request for Lao Xie, it must be delicious enough, delicious enough, and delicious enough." ”

"Go, go further, take a good look at this sky, this land. ”

The three of them got into the car, the wheels swept through the gravel and the wind and sand, and the singing drifted away, all the way north.

"My younger sister is younger, and her temper is a little bad. ”

"Oh, brother, it's not big, but who's big. ”

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