"I still don't feel like it's good, there's a camera here to goof. ”

Liu Mang yawned and took a sip of the tea soaked in wolfberries in the thermos cup.

Sitting in front of the computer with dark circles under his eyes, the editor Luo Wei said in a tired voice: "Well, then I replaced this lens." ”

Several of them have been working continuously at high intensity and overload for several days.

For this movie, they really got up earlier than the chickens and slept later than the chickens during this time.

It's about three or four hours a day.

Even a few people brought their sleeping bags over, and every day they fell asleep when they couldn't bear it, and continued to work when they woke up.

"By the way, fat man, what did Director Fang say about the rough cut of the film. ”

The rough cut of the film is mainly for the director to see if it is the style he wants.

Some directors like to stare at the post-editing, or even go into battle themselves.

But some directors pat their butts and go to rest after filming, waiting to see if the rough cut of the sample is the style they want.

The formula belongs to the third type.

"Lao Fang didn't look at it, he really trusted us a little too much. Liu Mang sighed, "That's why we can't let him down." ”

The normal kind of director who is in power to make a film, will draw the storyboard in advance and hand it to the assistant director and the camera to tell them what style and appearance they want the shot.

Some directors draw storyboards that are completely stickmen, and they still need to communicate with each other, or they rely on others to understand themselves.

There are also directors who draw storyboards that are similar to comics, and the photographer can just shoot the picture.

And Fang Bei belongs to the third type.

He didn't even draw a storyboard.

It's not that he won't, after all, he drew original drawings for game companies.

Rather, his goal is to hit the streets with movies.

He just dictated a rough idea, and the specific storyboard was drawn by Liu Mang in consultation with the director of photography Nie Fang.

After all, one of them is a high-achieving student who graduated from the directing department of Beijing Film and Television Academy, and the other is a high-achieving student who graduated from the photography department.

"I know. Luo Wei rubbed his temples and relaxed sour eyes, "It's just that what style does Fang Dao want?" I'm afraid that the result is not what he wants, and the cost of waste will be money." ”

After all, he used to be a master in the industry, but in fact, he knew how to shoot this kind of war film with the theme of the Anti-Japanese War.

But this time is different.

It can only be said that Director Fang is worthy of being a ghost director in Liu Fatzi's mouth, and the style of this movie is different from any genre that Luo Wei has known before.

That's right, he has already discovered that this is not an anti-war film.

Or it's not an anti-war film in the conventional sense.

He felt that Fang Bei had created a film category.

So his spirit tightened even more.

How much trust does it have to be to put a genre of film in their hands?

He couldn't live up to Fang Bei's trust.

Whether it's for himself, or for the rest of the crew, or even for the sake of farewell.

He didn't allow himself to let up.

"Anyway, within a month, you'll have to cut out the dailies. Pan Xiao, a special effects artist leaning against the wall next to him, said lightly.

As the person who came out of the world's strongest special effects company, he had already thought about what to do with the special effects according to the lens when he was shooting.

But the better and more realistic the effect, the slower it will render.

One month is already his bottom line.

Recently, he has also worked overtime with Liu Mangluowei and several people every day.

Because he wants to know the style of the edited film, he can adjust his special effects production plan according to this.

"Of course I know!" scolded, a USC graduate, "but I have to be careful about the details, and I don't want to leave flaws." ”

The more he edits, the more he can feel the whimsy of Fang's style.

This is a movie destined to become a classic, he doesn't want to say regretfully in the countless inventory decades later: "This is the pioneering work of XXX type movies, but unfortunately, limited to the production conditions at that time, this movie still has a lot of flaws......

This is unacceptable to him.

Crippled beauty is good, of course, but what he prefers is perfection.

Of course, Liu Mang also knows this.

He felt that this trendy film might be criticized by old-fashioned critics, but it was destined to become a classic in film history.

"The truth is so, but I really can't afford to drag it out. We have a total of two months of post-production time, and then it's the Chinese New Year. I haven't done it yet. ”

Luo Wei didn't speak, just smoked a cigarette.

For a while, the editing room was full of smoke, and the mountains of cigarette butts piled up in the ashtray next to the computer also showed the anxiety of the three people.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Wei pressed the cigarette butt in the ashtray that had almost burned to the sponge filter: "Pan Shao, do you still have room for compression of special effects?"

"It's gone. Pan Xiao frowned, "This is already the time after I compressed it to the extreme, and if it is short, I can't guarantee the effect." ”

"That's ......" Luo Wei thought for a while, looked up and said, "Fatty, you ask Director Fang, can the post-production time be graced for a few more days." ”

"There's still time. Liu Mang's face shook with fat, "After the review, I have to set aside time for re-editing." ”

Luo Wei waved his hand: "No, no, no, I mean, a few more days, I'm sure that the edited film won't be beaten back." ”

Liu Manghu said suspiciously: "Are you sure?"

Luo Wei smiled, and there was only one word in his eyes, "confidence".

"You forget, the films that I cut out by hand before have never been beaten back. ”

"Okay, I'll call and ask. ”

............

Don't be here, no one can convince anyone with Su Murin.

In the end, Fang Bei resorted to "adult means", that is, he directly said to Su Murin, "You are still young, you will understand when you enter the society" to end the topic.

Miss Su ran back to the bedroom in a fit of anger and sulked.

However, judging from her behavior of taking away the three-line love letter written by Fang Bei, she actually agreed with Fang Bei's statement.

At the very least, she felt that Fang Bei's writing was much better than what she wrote herself.

Alas, it's going to be a wave of girls going to school again.

"Wow stares ~ Wow ~ Wow ~ "

The phone rang suddenly, don't answer the phone casually.

"Hello?"

"Lao Fang, I'm Liu Mang. ”

"Well, I know you're a scoundrel, let's say, what's the matter? Could it be that you've been swept in again and asked me to go to the bureau to pick you up?"

“...... It's not like that, did you sleep?"

Fang Bei looked at his watch, eleven forty-seven in the evening.

"No, put it. ”

"There was something wrong with the editing, and he asked me to ask if you could give a few more days to post-production? ”

And this kind of good thing?

Fang Bei comforted him: "It's okay, this movie is just for them to practice, cut it casually, don't be too demanding." Don't put too much pressure on him, your body comes first, don't work overtime all the time. ”

The editor who cut the wedding MV is really the right one!

Cut it for me! Cut it hard! The more garbage you cut, the better!

It's a pity that I didn't shoot a "youth film", otherwise it would be better to directly let him cut it into a special song MV in the style of the wedding MV!

There was silence for a few seconds, and Liu Mang's voice couldn't make any difference through the phone: "I know, don't worry." ”

"Well, I'll rest assured that you'll do something, hang up first. ”

Liu Mang really understands himself, and thanks to these amateur players he found, he is more sure to get the property rights of the entire street façade and a building.

After that, I also took 200,000 yuan from the "money for buying sorbet".

Well, that's it!

Fang Bei, who was in a happy mood, hummed a little song and went upstairs.

He felt like he could have a good night's sleep.

Dream ...... There's everything.

............

Putting down the phone, Liu Mang took off his glasses and wiped the corners of his reddened eyes: "The old man said, no problem, he also said let's not fight too hard, the body is the first." ”

Luo Wei bowed his head and was silent.

It took a long time for his trembling shoulders to calm down.

Taking a deep breath, he lit a cigarette.

"Hmm. ”

For myself, for this movie, and even more so for the sake of parting.

He's going to ...... I took out all my skills.