"CUT!

Song Zheng stood up from behind the monitor and moved his sore shoulders, he was working day and night these days, Rao was in good health, and he felt a little unbearable, but now he can finally take a rest.

"I announce that Inception is finished!"

"Hooray!"

"It's finally over!"

Song Zheng announced the completion of the finale, and the staff present couldn't help cheering, working with Song Zheng, for them, every experience was like a war.

Originally, because "Inception" was a co-production, there were staff from Lionsgate in the crew before, and those Yankees would not cooperate with Song Zheng's way of working, and they would arrive at twelve o'clock every day at the latest, and then no matter what, they would not work overtime, and the staff from China could follow along.

However, because Song Zheng was angry with Spielberg, the cooperation between 1+1 Company and Lionsgate was terminated, most of the American staff withdrew, and the few who remained were re-signed work contracts, and suddenly returned to the traditional mode of Song Zheng's crew, as long as Song Zheng did not announce the end of work, he would stay up all night, and everyone could only resist.

Now that the film is finished, at least before moving on to the next work cycle, they can relax a little.

Song Zheng finished announcing, then left, he, the director is here, everyone can't let go, find Ren Tong, let her book a hotel, the finale banquet is not popular in the United States, a crew is often after filming, they scatter, everyone goes to do their own thing, but the Chinese are different, there is a start-up banquet, the finale naturally also has a finale banquet, after the work turns around and leaves, obviously not in line with the concept of Chinese.

"Director Song!"

Song Zheng turned his head and watched Marion Cotillard walk in front of him, and when he saw the other party spread his arms, he smiled and stepped forward to hug her.

"Marion!

Cotillard also laughed: "It's really hard, it's the first time I've worked with a Chinese director, your way of working, it really makes me feel a little unbearable, I've always wanted to ask, is this the only way you work, or is this the way all Chinese directors work?"

Song Zheng really didn't know how to answer this question, so he thought about it and said: "I can't answer you about this, every Chinese director has his own style, and you were unlucky to meet me." ”

Cotillard shrugged his shoulders and said, "Shouldn't I complain about bad luck?" ”

After saying that, Cotillard smiled: "Song, you are one of the most talented directors I have ever met, and if possible, I am very much looking forward to the next chance we will work together!"

Song Zheng nodded: "I'm looking forward to it too!"

After a few simple greetings, Cotillard refused the finale banquet in the evening, she was really tired during this time, and now that the movie is finally finished, she really can't lift a little strength, at this time, she just wants to go back to the hotel and get a good night's sleep.

"Marion is gone!?"

Song Zheng didn't have to look back, just listening to the voice and knowing who it was: "Gone." ”

Song Zheng said, glanced back, and saw Fan Bingbing looking stunned, and said with a smile: "Aren't you, it is said that you have been in the industry for many years, and you should have gotten used to it a long time ago!"

Fan Bingbing took a breath, the water in his big eyes fluctuated, glanced at Song Zheng, and said, "What's the matter? I'm just sentimental, and I don't allow it!"

Song Zheng just smiled and didn't speak.

Fan Bingbing looked in the direction Cotillard left, although her English was not very good, and there were many obstacles to communication with Marion Cotillard, but it did not prevent the two of them from becoming good friends.

"You're right, there is no banquet in the world that will never be dispersed, but I just don't get used to this kind of scene, when I should be happy after working hard to finish filming a movie, but when I think of separating from my friends who get along day and night, my heart is uncomfortable, it's always been like this!"

also includes when "Huanzhu Gege" is finished!

When Lin Xinru and Fan Bingbing hadn't fallen out yet, Song Zheng often heard Lin Xinru talk about their time in the crew of "Huanzhu Gege".

At that time, including Zhao Wei, the three of them were all unknown young actors, so to speak, when filming "Huanzhu Gege", the three of them supported each other, comforted each other, and came all the way.

When "Huanzhu Gege" was finished, the three of them cried a lot, and they agreed to be good sisters for a lifetime, but unfortunately, the original promise is now empty, because Song Zheng, Lin Xinru and Fan Bingbing's friendship boat capsized.

"Okay! It's all in a circle, I don't know when, we will work together again. Song Zheng didn't know how to comfort the suddenly sentimental Fan Ye, "I'll go back to the hotel, can you leave!?"

The finale banquet has to wait until the evening, and Song Zheng can't bear it these days, so he plans to go back to the hotel to rest first.

"Back!"

Fan Bingbing said, reaching out to grab Song Zheng's arm, Song Zheng hesitated for a moment, but did not dodge.

Back at the hotel, Fan Bingbing directly entered a room with Song Zheng, and as soon as he entered the door, the whole person was pasted up.

Song Zheng felt Fan Bingbing's sudden burst of enthusiasm, and felt helpless: "Hey, you're not tired!"

"Tired! But I know that after returning to China, you will not be my alone!" Fan Bingbing said as he kept kissing Song Zheng.

Song Zheng couldn't help but feel gloomy, although he had been avoiding a certain question for a long time, but Song Zheng had to admit that during this time in the United States, Fan Bingbing had inadvertently entered his heart, and now, it was no longer just desire to dominate, for Fan Bingbing, Song Zheng's heart has bred love.

When the two finally met sincerely, Fan Bingbing straddled Song Zheng's waist and skillfully introduced a certain part of Song Zheng's body into his body for a moment.

"Song Zheng, you can't do without me!"

Fan Bingbing looked at Song Zheng with blazing eyes, his tone was extremely firm, and there was no further movement, she was waiting for Song Zheng's answer.

Song Zheng stretched out his hand and took Fan Bingbing into his arms, feeling the tears falling on his shoulders: "I'm not a good man, but if you're willing to give me your whole life, I want you for the rest of my life!"

Hiss~~~~~~~~

Fan Bingbing bit Song Zheng's shoulder, making Song Zheng gasp.

Standing up, Fan Bingbing looked at Song Zheng proudly, and a queen's style spontaneously appeared: "Leave a mark for you, you remember it for me, if you dare not want me, next time, I will let you see blood!"

Song Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, did he still want to thank Fan Bingbing for his mercy, he only bit out a mark for him, and he didn't bite out blood, if he really bit it, after he went back, he couldn't explain it.

This woman is really crazy enough!

The body was hard, in Fan Bingbing's exclamation, Song Zheng easily completed the anti-suppression, and then moved, Fan Bingbing struggled vigorously, but unfortunately, in terms of strength, women are born at a disadvantage, and they struggled a few times to no avail, and they can only enjoy it with peace of mind.

In the evening, in the banquet hall of the hotel, Song Zheng specially asked Ren Tong to book a high-end Chinese restaurant, and all the staff of the crew and all the actors except Marion Cotillard were present.

Whether it's from China or the United States, after getting along together for so long, even a stone can cover up feelings, now that the filming is over, for a long time to come, Song Zheng will devote himself to the preparations for the opening and closing ceremonies of the Yanjing Olympic Games, and the next time they meet, I don't know when it will be, especially those staff invited by the United States, maybe they will never have the opportunity to meet again in this life, and at this time, wine has become the best medium to dilute this sadness.

"Let's let Director Song make two sentences!"

After Zhang Xu helped Song Zheng deal with a table, he raised his wine glass and coaxed loudly, and the others applauded very much.

Song Zheng was toasting from table to table, and when he heard this, he said: "What do you say, when you are so happy, you plan to let me come out and spoil the atmosphere! I won't say it, these days in the crew, why haven't you heard enough of my loud voice?"

Zhang Xu smiled: "That's not good, this has long been the rule, if you don't say it, the big guy won't eat this meal steadily!

"That's right!"

"Director Song, say a few words!"

Song Zheng had no choice but to pour a glass of wine, faced everyone, and pondered for a while: " Let me say, I'll just say, but I only have a few clichés here, first of all, I would like to thank everyone here, everyone knows that our crew had a thing before, and when the crew was so difficult, everyone persevered, especially, several of our American friends, I Song Zheng thanked, this love, I remember it for a lifetime, and then there is, now that the filming is over, I want to say sorry to everyone, this is also a convention, my temper, I know it myself, sometimes, I can't control it at all, there is something that offends you, bear with me, don't say much, I did it！”

After Song Zheng finished speaking, he raised his head and put a glass of wine into his stomach, and there was a round of applause in the banquet hall.

"What are you waiting for? You are going to start in front of me before you continue to move!? Today you have enough wine, and you will rest when you get drunk. ”

"Long live Director Song!"

"Drink, drink!"

The banquet hall suddenly became chaotic again, Song Zheng took a wine glass and sat down, and Fan Bingbing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but be a little worried when he saw Song Zheng take another sip of liquor.

"You don't want to die!? Even if you can drink it again, don't be so reckless!"

After Fan Bingbing finished speaking, he took away the wine glass in front of Song Zheng, and didn't plan to let Song Zheng drink it again, but when she held the wine glass in her hand, she felt a little wrong, and she was also a veteran of the wine field, so she put the wine glass to her nose, smelled it, and looked at Song Zheng's eyes.

"Water!?"