Wang Zhonglei went home the next day, there was nothing to talk about, it was not interesting to stay any longer, Song Zheng was almost completely torn his face, if he continued to grind, when the time came, as soon as the last bit of fig leaf was removed, the two families would have no basis for cooperation at all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Wang Zhonglei looks down on Song Zheng and thinks that Song Zheng's eyelids are too shallow, at present, Huayi Brothers wants to develop the TV drama market, and they really can't do without Song Zheng.

It's not that only Song Zheng's TV series can fight for high ratings and bring benefits to Huayi Brothers, there are good directors in the Chinese film and television industry, but no one has as crazy connections as Song Zheng!

Sometimes, Wang Zhonglei can't help but wonder if Song Zheng is an illegitimate child who God didn't pay attention to and threw into the world, this kid looks reckless, but when people hug him, he has big thick legs.

Guo Baochang!

In the entire Chinese film and television industry, who is said to be able to smooth out the old man's temper!

But Song Zheng did it.

Now everyone can see that Guo Baochang almost wrote Song Zheng into their household registration book.

Of course, Guo Baochang is old, if you really want to talk about being a director, over the years, there are really not many outstanding works, and a "Mansion Gate" has almost exhausted the energy of the old man's life.

But Guo Baochang is on it.

In the TV drama industry, everyone knows that CCTV's platform is the largest, the best, and the most benefits, but there are so many TV series filmed in the film and television industry every year, and a few of them can get CCTV.

Song Zheng has this ability, and the film he shot went directly through the hands of Mr. Guo and was sent to CCTV, except for him, who else could have such a great convenience.

Therefore, even if there is only one layer of skin left, it really can't be torn!

Even if Wang Zhonglei was blown up by anger and hated to crush Song Zheng's bones and ashes, but in the last step, he couldn't go out, and he couldn't go, at least before Huayi Brothers and CCTV got in touch, they had to use Song Zheng even if they pinched their noses.

"What's this tm called! All my life, I still have the idea of Huayi!"

Back in Yanjing, Wang Zhonglei went directly to Wang Zhongjun's house, and as soon as he entered the door, he began to make trouble.

Wang Zhongjun listened, and felt disappointed in his heart, not only disappointed that the hope of injecting funds into the 1+1 studio was disappointed, but also disappointed that his younger brother could not become a big man.

Does Song Zheng really plan to inject capital into Huayi Brothers, looking forward to becoming the owner one day?

Let's be funny!

Since the day when people set up their own doors and worked alone, they can't immediately get rid of the relationship with the Huayi brothers, even if the two of them rush to work with Song Zheng, it has to be said whether they are happy or not.

But Wang Zhonglei came back angry because of Song Zheng's words.

How could Wang Zhongjun not be disappointed!

"Okay, don't be angry, forget if you can't talk about this matter, what about the other thing?"

Wang Zhonglei was stunned for a moment, and said puzzled: "What's the matter!?"

When Wang Zhongjun heard this, it was his turn to be stunned, come back to his senses, and said, "What's the matter?" I asked you to find Song Zheng to write a TV series script for our Huayi, but you didn't follow him!?"

Wang Zhonglei reacted suddenly, slapped his head, and said with a bitter face: "Damn! Let that kid make me so angry that I forgot a porcelain truth!"

When Wang Zhongjun heard this, he really wanted to hehe, and he had the heart to blame Wang Zhonglei for being useless, but after all, he was his own brother, and there were some words, how could he say them: "Okay!

When Wang Zhonglei heard this, he didn't feel good in his heart, he could hear the disappointment in him from his brother's tone, and he didn't have the face to stay any longer, so he got up and was about to leave.

"Where are you going!?" Wang Zhongjun stopped Wang Zhonglei, "Okay! Don't make a fuss, come with me for dinner! I have something else to talk to you about!"

Wang Zhonglei listened, and his heart couldn't help but be sour, the age difference between the two brothers is quite large, since childhood, Wang Zhongjun has always played the role of a brother and a father in his heart.

He himself is not angry, he is tired of Wang Zhongjun's hard work, and his heart is not good.

"Brother, I'm going to mess up this thing!"

Wang Zhongjun sighed and said, "It's okay! I said it's okay, it's okay! A Song Zheng is not worth our brother's trouble, but in the TV drama market, we still have to let that kid help us stand on our feet!"

Wang Zhongjun said, and he also calculated in his heart.

Besides, Song Zheng's side, after Wang Zhonglei left, he was awkward for a night, turned the day, and when he arrived on the set, he threw this behind him, should he film or film, should he scold or scold, just after the New Year, he couldn't wait to break his vows, and heard the long-lost scolding again, the actors in the crew, even with the staff, felt very down-to-earth.

Regarding the release of "Nightclub", Song Zheng called Su Wenwen and asked her to talk to Wang Zhongjun, it's okay if she can't talk, anyway, Huayi Brothers doesn't have a theater, all they have is a relationship and a channel, if Wang Zhongjun is not willing to share it, he will simply develop it himself.

Didn't Su Wenwen always feel that he had no talent, and he had no chance to show his talents, so he could only do some work similar to that of a big housekeeper?

Song Zheng gave her a chance to show her strength now, and it was a task with super difficulty.

"If you Su Wenwen have the ability, save a distribution channel for me, and when the time comes, you will let me supply you!"

Song Zheng's inferior agitation method directly hit Su Wenwen's self-esteem and pride, and he immediately patted his chest and said that he would definitely complete the task, and Song Zheng could hear the snapping sound clearly from the phone.

Could it be that the little girl is really capable of doing it?

Song Zheng didn't bother to think about it, so he simply became the shopkeeper and let Su Wenwen toss it hard!

The time entered March, and "My Captain, My Group" is also about to be completed, which lasted five months, a full half a year, and this scene is finally about to be filmed.

For a full five months, the entire crew worked together and worked hard, and now, it is finally over.

"The last one, the last one!"

Song Zheng raised his arms and yelled to remind everyone that the whole drama was now the last shot.

The cannon fodder regiment held out in the big tree bunker in Nantianmen for many days, and finally waited for the general attack to be launched, but the cannon fodder regiment had already suffered casualties, and the survivors only had half a life left.

Several cannon fodder who had picked up a life under the grinding wheel of life and death, and helped each other out of the big tree bunker where they had been hiding for many days, and in front of them was the main force of the expeditionary force that launched a general attack.

It should be said that they have won, they have made indelible contributions to the victory of this general offensive, the dead can win the glory they deserve, and the living are destined to have a bright future.

But on the faces of a few remnants of the cannon fodder regiment, there was not the slightest joy, some were just confused.

They don't understand what they've been doing these days, and why they're doing it.

For victory?

Perhaps!

In short, when Yu Xiaoqing, who was separated by a river, saluted them, none of them felt that they were half a point taller, and the rest of their hearts were only full of numbness.

All departments are ready, the actors are already in place, Song Zheng is standing among the residues of several cannon fodder regiments, his clothes are ragged, his sideburns are fluffy, his face is black, and he can't see his original appearance.

There's one last scene left, the last one!

Song Zheng took a deep breath, walked out, and clasped his fists in front of the surrounding staff and actors: " The last scene, I thank you, five months, the big guys have worked hard, filming day and night, and I have to endure my dog temper, I know, many of you hate to kill me, it's really hands-on, I have nothing to say, who let me offend people without cultivating morality, but I'm all for this play, I always feel that people should do something in this life that they can never forget for the rest of their lives, for me, this thing is to shoot this drama well, I don't know what it feels like when you stand here, anyway, every time I come here, the sound of cannons more than 50 years ago is still ringing in my ears, whenever I hear those cannons, gunshots, shouts of killing, Listening to the military song of 'the flag is fluttering, the horse is Xiao Xiao', I followed myself and said, I have to shoot this scene, I have to have an explanation for myself, and I have an explanation for the soldiers of the expeditionary force who fought here more than 50 years ago, so much is it, the last scene, the filming is over, you turn around, ignore me in this life, I have no complaints, but this scene, listen to me, go over and over again!"

After Song Zheng finished speaking, he turned around and walked back with a box gun, picked up the walkie-talkie, and shouted loudly: "All departments prepare, all departments prepare!"

"Camera crew OK!"

"The recording crew is ready!"

"The lighting group is fine!"

"The actors are all in place!"

"Pyrotechnics ready Smecta!"

When the heads of various departments answered, their voices were also extremely high-pitched, and the words that Song Zheng said were all nonsense, and there was a sentence that went to their hearts.

"I want to give an explanation to the officers and soldiers of the expeditionary force who once fought bloodily here!"

More than 50 years have passed, and this fragment of history, which should have been tragic and turbulent, is unknown to the public for various reasons, and people do not even know what the expeditionary force represents and what they have done.

As film and television workers, since they have all arrived here, stood in this place, and done this together, they have the obligation to tell people through this TV series.

More than 50 years ago, just here, and further south than here, the same descendants of Yan and Huang sacrificed their lives and fought bloody battles against enemies far more powerful than them for the independence of this country and nation.

To forget history is to betray.

That period of history should not be forgotten, and those outstanding descendants of the Chinese nation who once spilled their blood in this place should always be remembered.

"Prepare ~~~~~~~~~~~ start ~~~~~~~"

After Song Zheng finished shouting, he threw the walkie-talkie out hard, and quickly entered the state of the character, looking at the front with empty eyes, watching countless soldiers rushing across the river, his eyes gradually had a little brilliance, but when he realized that the people he brought over were left with the few living dead around him who were almost blown up by cannonballs and gathered together, his eyes were faintly sad.

Northeast soldier Zhang Milong frowned and said, "I said, die, die, let's be considered a victory?"

Long Wenwen didn't speak, but nodded imperceptibly, as if he didn't have much confidence.

Zhang Milong asked again: "Then when can I go back to my hometown in the Northeast!?"

Long Wenwen's face was stunned, he didn't know how to answer, maybe this question was not clear even to the big bald head who was accompanying the capital in Chongqing and shouting "The war starts, the land is not divided into north and south, and people are young and old, and they all have the responsibility of defending the land and resisting the war".

"Click!"

Zhang Xu shouted, Song Zheng immediately walked out of the characters, took a few steps to the monitor to meet, pushed Zhang Xu away, and looked at the scene just now.

Song Zheng's performance is naturally no problem, during this period of time, in order to be able to play this role well, he almost has to be nervous, as long as he closes his eyes every night, what appears in his mind is that he led a group of cannon fodder who picked up a life on the battlefield through various means, and lived without dignity, re-entering the battlefield, using his own blood to prove that he is a man and a soldier.

He was angry, he was sad, he laughed and scolded, he was cowardly.

Every minute, every second, Song Zheng felt that there were countless pairs of eyes looking at him behind him, the owners of those eyes, some old, some young, everyone had a simple smile on their faces.

In Song Zheng's ears, it always echoed the words of the veteran of the expeditionary force he once visited: "The Chinese have to live and live comfortably, if they have to hold back and resign themselves even to live, then it is better to simply die and die on the battlefield to count the ball!"

It was only now that Song Zheng felt that the countless masters who focused on him were satisfied, and this history, which was almost forgotten by people, would be remembered by people again through this TV series.

Those heroic souls who once fought for the independence of the Chinese nation are satisfied, and they will be respected by future generations like the martyrs who died on the battlefield at home.

After reading it, Song Zheng let out a sigh of relief, threw away the prop gun in his hand, and looked at the people around, people's eyes were focused on him.

Song Zheng smiled, for the first time in these days, he laughed so heartily: ""My Leader, My Regiment", finished!"

People were stunned for a moment, and then a burst of cheers erupted, and the actors, crew, hugged each other and shouted.

I don't know who it is, so I suddenly shouted: "Brothers!

Then a number of people ran towards Song Zheng and pulled Song Zheng out from behind the monitor.

"Hey, be careful, be careful, don't touch it!"

As soon as Zhang Xu saw that the scene was a little out of control, he immediately became anxious, rushed over, protected the monitor, and the photographers also reacted one after another, protecting the baby they were responsible for.

Song Zheng was confused, feeling that he was constantly being tossed, caught, tossed, caught again, tossed again, and then ~~~~~~~~~

"Ah~~~~~~h

Song Zheng's back slammed into the ground, and the uneven ground almost knocked him apart.

The people around burst into laughter.

Song Zheng opened his eyes and looked around, and saw Wu Xiubo in the crowd at a glance, and the grandson was grinning with his back molars.

"Lao Wu! You are playing yin! And you, Zhang Guoqiang, look at Lao Tzu sparing you!"

As soon as people saw that Song Zheng was looking for the back account, they immediately dispersed, Wu Xiubo also wanted to run, but was grabbed by Song Zheng who stood up, and then felt that he was taking off into the air, completing a beautiful flip in the air, and then ~~~~~

"Ouch!"

Wu Xiubo is a few years older than Song Zheng, how can he afford the test of Song Zheng's back pocket: "Director Song! Don't bring this, let's say it, even if we kill you, you won't complain, how can you still take revenge, besides, it wasn't me just now, it was Zhang Guoqiang!"

Zhang Guoqiang hurriedly said: "Director Song, don't listen to Lao Wu's fart, it's all his bad idea!"

Huang Bo also coaxed on the side: "Yes, Director Song, it's Lao Wu, he came up with the bad ideas alone, and it has nothing to do with us!"

There was a burst of laughter on the set.

After laughing and making trouble, everyone's hearts can't help but feel a trace of melancholy.

That's how this scene was filmed?

After fighting together for five months, now, this drama has finally been completed, but I just breathed a sigh of relief, I don't have to get up before dawn every day, I can't finish work until it's dark, I don't have to eat a boxed lunch every day, I don't have to listen to Song Zheng scolding every day, I don't have to live trembling every day, isn't it good?

But when it came to the day of completion, people suddenly found that they were a little reluctant.

People suddenly feel that they can get together and work together to do a good job, which is really good, and now that this thing is done, what they experience is an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"Ma Tou took people to clean up, those cameras were kept for me, and the heads of various departments went to Zhang Xu to report the accounts, Brother Zhang, go back and hand over the accounts to me, by the way, Ma Tou, are you ready for the final banquet!"

Ma Tou hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Director Song, it's all arranged, and it's still in that hotel, I guarantee that I won't save you money!"

Song Zheng smiled, took the megaphone handed over by Wu Xiubo, and said loudly: "Everyone bring their own things, or the hotel where we went back for the New Year, we said in advance today, one is counted as one, and we all have to eat and drink well! Okay, let's go!"

After Song Zheng finished speaking, he threw the megaphone into Wu Xiubo's arms, wiped his face, bowed his head and left.

Wu Xiubo hurriedly followed, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, Xiao Song, I see, you seem to be crying just now!?"

Song Zheng was stunned when he heard this, stared at the two big eyes, and said, "!"

Wu Xiubo looked at it, and Song Zheng's face was obviously washed away by the water.