Bullfighting is a story that is passed down by word of mouth in the land of Dongshan, which was adapted into a script by Guan Hu and filmed in Dongshan Changshan Villa.

The fathers and villagers of Changshanzhuang showed great enthusiasm for this.

The big girl and the little daughter-in-law, and the half-grown child, like to go around the crew when they have nothing to do, and they like to bring a bowl to dinner.

Watch the acting, watch the camera, watch the big rocker, watch the big cow.

Every time Huang Bo came out with the cows, they would say, "Oh, it's so big", "Look at the breasts", "Wow!"

A pair of eyes drifted straight to the cow's belly, looking at the flicking of the milk, amazed.

In the small mountain village in 2008, it was still the case to see cows, let alone during the Anti-Japanese War.

At that time, in order to support the Anti-Japanese War, international friends donated a Dutch cow to Balu, and Balu hid the cow and the wounded in Changshan Villa.

Whenever the nurses of the Eighth Road were milking cows in the middle of the village, the villagers always stood in a big circle and watched the excitement.

Guan Hu pondered, just let these villagers come to be a group performer, change clothes, don't need to wear makeup, just stand there and watch.

The filming location was in front of the stage in the center of the village, and in the past, when the village invited people to sing, the villagers stood under the stage and formed a circle.

There will be no singing, only filming, and it will be similar to the villagers.

"Old Ninth Master, your hair has to be shaved. "The makeup artist said cautiously.

The conditions in the village were simple, so a shed was built behind the stage for use as a dressing room, and Huang Bo and Yan Ni were all applying makeup here.

Guan Hu is a very thoughtful director, and when he saw the old ninth master in the village, he wanted him to play the ancestor in the movie.

The old man is in his eighties, he is in good spirits, his curiosity is quite heavy, he usually looks at the crew, and he wants to ask for a clear understanding of everything.

As soon as I heard that the director asked him to act in an anti-Japanese war movie, he collapsed and said: "Although Lao Yu is old, when he was young, he also acted in dramas in the army." ”

Yes, this is still an old drama.

"Shave, shave, I used to shave my head when I went to the countryside to perform. The old man lay down on the chair and tossed with him.

When he sat up and looked in the mirror again, he found that his short gray hair had been shaved into a gourd scoop.

The old man touched his bare head and said, "The body is skinny, and the parents are shaved and clean, that's it, how do you feel cold." ”

The makeup artist didn't want to go, after all, he was so old, so he smiled and said, "Old Ninth Master, I still have a braid here, and I'll stick it to you later." ”

As he spoke, he took out a gray braid, and he didn't know what it was made of.

The old man glanced at it and snorted coldly: "Hmph, the dog tail of the Manchu Qing Dynasty has been shaved for many years. ”

Zhou Jin was getting dressed on the side, and came over to persuade: "Aren't we acting, let's just wear it once, and let you play an old man next time." ”

"Next time, let me play the old eight? ”

"Count, definitely count. ”

"Well, sticky. The old man closed his eyes and walked up to the chair, but he didn't look in the mirror.

The makeup artist cast a grateful look at Zhou Jin, and Zhou Jin chuckled, this old man is quite interesting.

I don't know what's going on, this old man looks at Zhou Jin very well, so Guan Hu handed over the task of taking care of the old man to Zhou Jin, so that he could watch it inside and outside the play.

After a while, the old man couldn't hold it back, opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Jin, and said, "What, you don't wear makeup?"

He saw Huang Bo plastering his face, and then saw Zhou Jin wearing old clothes in the village, but his face was white and pure, and he couldn't help but say: "You are so white, you look like a city person, how can you look like our villager." ”

Zhou Jin said: "When you're done here, I'll put on makeup, and I have to smear my face and neck." ”

"And the hand, look at your hand, you don't even have calluses, just like our village secretary, just take the pen. ”

The old man is quite worried, Zhou Jin said in his heart, in fact, I can't hold the pen, except for being handsome, I am useless in this life.

It's a pity that when the makeup artist takes a lump of black mud and wipes it on his face, this only advantage is gone.

"Hey~" The old man's teeth fell out, and he grinned, which means that your kid will become black now.

Zhou Jinxin said, am I a person who can be wronged?

"Old man, slow down, do you see if this big mirror is bright?" Zhou Jin picked up the old man.

Looking at the smooth gourd scoop in the mirror, with a pig's tail behind it, the old man immediately stopped breathing, flicked his sleeves, and left in a huff.

Zhou Jin looked at Zhile, this old man is old, and his temperament is really not small.

Yan Ni was putting on makeup next to her, looking at Zhou Jin and saying with disgust: "You said that you are such a big person, and you are still competing with an old child." ”

"Old child, just like a child, you have to coax it, if you don't go with it, don't fall on the old man. ”

A mouthful of Guanzhong dialect sounds like Tong Xiangyu.

Zhou Jin was afraid that she would come up with another sentence "The forehead is wrong, the forehead is really wrong", so she hurriedly agreed and chased the old man.

I didn't feel it when I stayed in the shed, but as soon as I came out, the wind blew, and Zhou Jin suddenly shuddered.

Unlike Zhejiang Province, the wind in the south is not strong, but it comes with a spell attack, and the wind in Dongshan is a complete physical attack.

And the old cotton jacket on his body was torn and hard, not warm at all, I don't know which fellow countryman pulled it from.

In front of the stage, it was overcrowded, cows, eight-way, and ladies with shoe soles.

The old ninth master is very easy to find, because wherever he goes, someone greets him.

"The Ninth Master is dressed up as a ......"

"Ninth Master, what are you playing?"

"I'll play your mother's (foot) ......"

The old man scolded angrily, and no one dared to fight back, so they all laughed.

"The actors are in place, everyone prepare. Executive director Li Shunliang shouted loudly.

Because this is a group play, it is not easy to schedule, and most of the villagers on the scene are inexperienced, so it is even more difficult.

So Guan Hu thought of a way to let these villagers who watched the excitement chat, or the soles of their shoes, in short, don't move around, and don't look at the camera.

Then tell those group members over and over again how to move and how to say lines.

Lao Jiuye played the ancestor of the village, with the highest status, sitting on the stage, the crew was afraid that he would be cold, so they made a bed quilt around him.

Because Zhou Jin wanted to take care of him, he put on makeup and stood behind him, Chen Yang was also there, and the two acted as servants.

The weather was relatively cold, and Zhou Jin couldn't help but shrink his neck and put his hands in his sleeves.

"Look at your bones, when you are old and young, you can swim two miles down the river with your bare arms. ”

"Yes, yes, you're mighty. ”

It's about to start, and Zhou Jin doesn't dare to make trouble with the old man anymore, so let's follow him.

However, Zhou Jin is docile, but the old man is not used to it.

"Look at that cow, it's really big enough, and the old man has only let the cow go, and the cow hasn't let go yet. As he spoke, the old man shook the whip in his hand.

This whip is also brought by the old man, Guan Hu looked at it when he was eating, not to mention that the ancestor in the village held the whip, which was even more powerful.

But Zhou Jin is quite skeptical, can he still shake the whip when he is old?

"Are you all ready?" shouted Guan nonsense.

This field is not big, communication basically relies on roaring, you can hear it in your voice, and you can't use the guide tube or anything.

"Lights in place"

"Photography is no problem"

"Cows are fine"

"Okay, let's go!" Guan Hu ordered, and the actor began to perform.

"Uncle Thirteen," an actress came over with a basin of milk, "and let the old grandfather taste it first." ”

Uncle Thirteen is also an old drama bone, named Shang Tiexiong, who graduated from Chinese opera in 96, and later acted as a grandmaster.

I saw him take the pot of milk, smell it, and say, "Oh, I've taken two pots of milk, and this milk is like a river flowing endlessly." ”

"Ancestor, do you think this is my father's mother's birth?" said and handed over the milk.

Chen Yang took it with both hands and carefully served it to the ancestor.

The old man waved his hand and said, "Rats, everything is born here!

"That can't, no matter how panting and breastfeeding, you have to be pregnant and be a mother. Uncle Thirteen said.

"Go, next!"

Zhou Jin stood on the stage, looked at the thirteenth uncle, and then at the ninth master, and felt that these old actors still had a good feeling when they acted.

It's not light or heavy, it may not be very good, but it can hook people and can't help but look at it.

Maybe that's the experience.