Bai Tian was depressed.

But it's useless to be depressed.

He still has to film well to have a chance to surpass Zhang Hong.

Strictly speaking, in fact, his film was a success.

With a box office of more than one billion and an investment of 80 million, the income is already perfect.

This is also the reason why he has no shortage of investment - he has not lost a single film since he made a movie.

However, Zhang Honglai actually has only one purpose.

It's not that he is an overseer and sees him making money for himself, but that he steals his studies.

Yes, just like when he was looking for Li Hua to learn from Los Angeles Film and Television City, the purpose of his coming this time was also to see what the shooting scene of a real boss like Bai Tian was like, so that he could go back and take pictures of the gourd.

This part is one of the few exterior locations that does not have a green screen.

It's about the official discovery of alien traces, so the protagonist team was sent here to investigate.

The location is located in a valley in the mountains.

When I came, I walked for almost three hours.

In order to show a sense of tension and suspense in this scene, Bai Tian chose to shoot at night.

In a clearing in the valley, the crew is acting in a tense and orderly manner.

"How's the light group!"

“OK！”

"Sound crew!"

“OK！”

"Props group!"

“OK！”

"Where's the photography team!"

“......”

"Photography crew?!"

"Uh...... It's going to take a little bit of time on our end......"

"Five minutes is not enough!"

"Assistant Director, five minutes may ......"

"Five minutes!"

"This ......"

"It's just five minutes! Shoot in five minutes!"

"Okay......

Looking at the crew's tense but unchaotic preparations, Bai Tian smiled and said, "How about it, we are professional enough here, right?"

He wanted to ask, "Which is stronger, my crew or your crew?"

There is no way, Wen Wu is the first and Wu is the second, although he lost at the box office this time, he is not convinced!

I can't accept this thing, and if I do, I won't have the heart.

But it should be admired.

Zhang Hong scratched his face, "This ...... Professional enough. ”

In fact, he had only one thought in his heart - that's all?

His crew has never been so nervous.

The group of cottage leaders looked strange, but they could do things steadily.

Zhang Hong has never seen this kind of high-pressure state in his crew.

He didn't think anything of it before, but now this comparison ......

Could it be that his crew is actually very professional even compared with the crew of such a first-line director?

Although he said "professional enough", Bai Tian could already see from his tone and expression that he didn't care.

With a secret sigh, Bai Tian explained: "Actually...... I heard that your crew, brother, is dedicated to you, we are different, normally the crew is found and then run-in. ”

Zhang Hong nodded. "I understand. ”

Bai Tian became more and more unhappy, so he had to say: "What, I'll go and talk to the actors first, you are free." ”

"Wait a minute!"

Bai Tian turned around and gave Zhang Hong a puzzled look.

"Well, do we have a guitar here?" I'm chatting and trying to pass the time. ”

Bai Tian was speechless.

"Get him a guitar. ”

After instructing the assistant director, he said to Zhang Hong: "Brother, please go far away when you play, I still have to make a film." ”

“OK~”

Zhang Hong hugged the guitar and rolled away.

He found a clearing in the woods, sat down on an upside-down trunk, and gently flicked the others.

The moon and stars are scarce, and the line of sight is clear.

Mainly, it's lonely.

Strictly speaking, today is exactly a year and a half for him to travel.

In addition, Brother Hong is under a lot of pressure, so he casually plays a song to relieve stress.

Plucking the strings with his hands, the song blurted out:

"If I am young and have no inferiority complex~ I know what is precious~

Those sweet dreams~ I am ashamed of my life for not giving you ......"

Hum and sing, half of the song is just hummed.

Then he changed his tune and began to hum another song: 33 Listen to the Book

"Half of my life~Drifting like a kite~

If fate is the wind~ what is my rope again......"

Before he finished half of the song, he couldn't sing it anymore.

Maybe in the dead of night, people will always start to look back and become sad.

Maybe he listened to the Internet and suppressed the clouds too much in his previous life.

He plans to do another song "Happy Cloudy Day" and "You Are Not Really Happy".

But the sudden sound of a woman's voice interrupted his train of thought:

"Why sing this kind of song. ”

Zhang Hong looked up, and Lin Muqing leaned against a tree not far away.

She stepped on the trunk of a tree with one foot backwards, her hands folded, her whole face hidden in the shadows.

Zhang Hong couldn't see her expression clearly.

After plucking the strings a few times, Zhang Hong said casually: "Because it's quite similar to me." ”

"If you miss your youth and Zhang Luyao, then I suggest you sing "Those Years". Her voice was as calm as the surface of a lake without any waves.

"Who is Zhang Luyao?" Zhang Hong wondered, "And where did you hear about "Those Years"?"

This song is the song of his previous life, how does this black long straight know?

Hei Changzhi's voice was still calm, "You sang it before, but you forgot? ”

Zhang Hong was puzzled, "Is there one?"

"Yes. "The black chief is straight and determined.

Maybe I really sang it, Zhang Hong also forgot.

"Okay. ”

He then played and sang "Those Years".

This song is his masterpiece!

He has always been a coward, especially in his previous life!

I went to KTV with my buddies to sing this song, singing and drinking at the same time, but I cried when I sang it!

After singing, he was not interested.

It was supposed to pass the time, but it turned out to be more "depressed" after singing, but is it okay?

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

Zhang Hong plucked the strings for a while.

Lin Muqing hid in the shadows and remained silent.

All around was the occasional sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

It's not summer yet, and there are no cicadas.

It was still dark, and there were no birds.

The noise and haze of the set in the distance is not really audible.

Zhang Hong was uneasy.

After a while, he spoke: "Why don't we go back to ......?"

"Are there any lighthearted songs that are a little sweeter?"

"This ......"

Zhang Hong, who was interrupted, thought for a while and replied, "Yes." ”

"Sing it, I want to hear it. ”

“...... Well. ”

Between the strings being plucked, a song "Simple Love" has blurted out.

As "Los Angeles Little Chou Dong", this song is of course his masterpiece.

But the atmosphere is not right now, and he has not tried any simple sweet love.

This song is tasteless to sing.

As "Little Eason in L.A.", he is still more suitable for singing songs such as "Your Backpack", "Happy Cloudy Day", "Love Call Transfer", and "Lonely Patient".

After all, he is literary and bitter.

Well, although it's all your own troubles.

I don't know how long it was, maybe just a few seconds.

Lin Muqing said quietly: "This song feels tasteless. ”

Zhang Hong shrugged, "After all, purely by imagination, how can I sing the taste." ”

Otherwise, let him sing Li Jiuzhe's song.

It was really a licking dog, so humble that those who heard it were sad and the listeners wept.

But Zhang Hong just wants to laugh when he listens to his songs.

He hasn't been a dog licker.

As the saying goes, "as long as you don't fall in love, you won't be dumped".

The mentality of licking the dog's spare tire, Zhang Hong has also not experienced it.

"Hmm......" Lin Muqing suddenly took a step towards the moonlight, "Then do you want to ......?"

"Director Zhang! Oh no, Director Zhang!"

Lin Muqing retracted into the shadows.

Zhang Hong turned around and saw an assistant director of the crew running over.

The night in the mountains was so cold, he was stunned and sweating profusely and panting.

Zhang Hong got up in confusion, "What's the matter?"

"Director Zhang! Go and persuade Director Bai! He's going to kill someone!"

Zhang Hong tilted his head: "Huh?"