The next day, after the crew came to work, they obviously felt the change in the atmosphere.

Director Du, who can only say "perfect", seems to have become mute and doesn't say a word, and their producer Shu Yu is back again, and he also has the title of an assistant director.

"Start!", "Over!", "Stop!", ......

From these words alone, Shu Yu, the assistant director, is much more professional than Du An, the chief director who is "walking", and the shooting is finally no longer smooth sailing.

"Stop!"

Shu Yu frowned, asked Zhu Yuchen to come over, pointed to the monitor and said to him: "Look at it, why are you a little excited here? Are you happy to be locked up in a secret room? Seriously! I didn't let you come to play by paying you to film......

Although he was scolded, Zhu Yuchen was very happy.

He is not a cheap bone, he just notices that the atmosphere of the crew has changed.

The "director" has changed, the cinematography has changed, Zhang Jiayi has changed, and Zhang has also changed...... He could feel that everyone was starting to get serious and no longer be as passive as they were yesterday.

It seemed like it was just overnight, and everyone saw hope - the hope of making a good movie.

So no one spoke up about Shu Yu's assertion and taking away Du An's directorship.

Zhu Yuchen even heard the drama manager whisper to the props: "It's long overdue!"

The only one who hasn't changed is Duane.

He sat down in the director's chair, yawned comfortably, glanced at the already guò picture on the monitor, and pouted again.

What's the difference between that and the ones he photographed yesterday? Oh, there's a difference: if he photographed a bunch of listless ghosts yesterday, he's a bunch of monkeys jumping around today, and it's just as bad compared to the scenes he'd dreamed of.

Bored, he grabbed a book and began to look at it.

"Carving Time", this is the book that Shu Yu brought to the scene.

Duane originally thought that this would be a book about the craft of carving, but after reading it, he realized that this book has nothing to do with carving - this is written by a guy named Xie Jin, a bit like an autobiography, the main content is about his experience and perception of film creation.

Idle is idle anyway, Duane simply watched slowly.

It looked like a day, and soon it was dark.

There was a night scene today, and everyone didn't get off work, so they rested for a while after eating fast food and continued filming.

Duane actually wanted to go back to sleep, but the crew could be less than anyone, but not the director, so he had to sit here, continue to read his book, and play his mascot role well.

It wasn't until late at night that the bus contacted by Shu Yu was sent back to the city together.

The next few days were like this, Duane spent his time reading books every day, from "Carving Time" to "Honor", then "Interpreting Movies", to "The Grammar of Film Language", as long as Shu Yu brought it, as long as it was written, he watched it, and he began to wonder if he was back to his college days—if it weren't for the cameras, the various actors, and the woman around him who was going from a speech-impeded person to a chatter boy reminded him of the constant words on the set.

There was another night scene on this day, and Duane read the book "The Grammar of Film Language" last night and saw two or three o'clock in the morning, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he quietly slipped out of the set and ran to the props room to find a hidden corner to sleep for a while.

Anyway, in the past two days, he, the director, has almost become invisible, and no one will bother to ask about it for a while when he disappears from behind the monitor.

Bang bang bang

Duane was woken up by a busy noise, and when his sleepy eyes ceased to be tired, and he was completely awake in a daze, the sound died down for a while.

But he couldn't sleep anymore.

"Hell ......"

Duane muttered, there was no choice but to get up, walk out slowly, and walk to the set.

When he arrived on the set, Duane was stunned.

The people were gone, and all the lights were pulled off, except for the light in the secret room of the main scene, which was also on, and one person sat inside.

It's Shuyu.

"You're not gone yet?"

Shu Yu frowned and looked at him like this.

"I just went to the toilet, and by the way, I read a book for a while, and it seems that I have been squatting for a long time?"

Du An raised the book "The Art World of Film Directors" in his hand, said without changing his face, and then immediately changed the topic, for fear that Shu Yu would delve into this topic.

"Where's the guys? Off work, why haven't you left yet?"

"The number of people was not calculated, the location was not enough, and the two days were tight, and the driver did not dare to overload, so let them go first. ”

The number of people is not counted?

Duane looked at the woman in front of him.

It seems that she has been under a lot of pressure in the past two days, and her subordinates have committed this kind of negligence, and she has not been able to find out as a producer, and she has too many things to do, so she can't take care of it, otherwise with the shrewd impression left by this woman, she doesn't look like a person who would make such a mistake.

"The book is mine, isn't it?"

Shu Yu said suddenly.

Du An did not feel embarrassed at all that he was caught by his master, but walked over casually like an old friend and returned the book to Shu Yu, and added a comment by the way: "This book is good, it is written quite carefully, not as mysterious as the previous ones." ”

Shu Yu looked at him calmly, with some surprise in his eyes, probably because he didn't expect this liar's face to be so thick.

She took her book back, but didn't look at it, just continued to sit, her eyes looking out, not knowing what she was reading.

Duane followed her line of sight as well.

He saw the tall courtyard wall, the dim light of the hut at the door, and through the glass, he seemed to be able to see the old man who had been hired by the crew to listen to the play with his ears on the radio - he really couldn't understand why the crew would invite such an old man who could even be heard by the "director" as "drug addiction" to keep vigil, even if someone turned over the roof of his hut and broke dancing on the roof by the way.

It's a bit of a joke to expect such a person to keep vigil and take care of the crew's property.

Duane shook his head.

"His surname is Zhang, his ears are very strict, and he lives in the village next to him,"

Shu Yu suddenly spoke.

Duane shook his head, making sure that it was just the two of them here, and then he was sure that Shuyu was talking to himself.

"His children are very bad to him, so he can only rely on himself, and it is really pitiful that he has to come out to earn a living at such an old age. Other crews knew about his situation, and those who sympathized with him casually found some chores for him to do, and he survived in the past few years. ”

Among the people who "sympathized with him" obviously included the woman in front of him.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to have bad ears and do the work of keeping vigil?"

Du An was about to speak, but Shu Yu continued: "Just like me, I don't know anything about the director, but I'm still a director." ”

Duane realized that the woman didn't want to hear what he had to say, so he simply kept silent.

"I know I'm not a director. The day before yesterday, there was a scene where I wanted to use close-up and close-up, Chen Xin said that it was better to use panorama and medium shot, I was persuaded by him, it was really better to do that, and then I knew that even if I hurried up and read two more books, I couldn't be a good director. ”

Chen Xin is the name of their crew's photographer.

"Think about it, if you can be a good director by reading two books casually, why are there so few good directors?"

Shu Yu stopped talking about this.

Duane waited for a long time and didn't see her speak, and when he opened his mouth, he was about to say something casually to comfort his big boss.

But Shu Yu immediately spoke again, so uncomfortable that Duane had the heart to strangle this woman.

"Then it happened one after another, and I wanted to say no every time, but every time I thought about it, it was indeed their suggestion that it was better, so every time I finally agreed, until now, I realized that I was wrong. ”

Du An's thought of the books he had read in the past two days, and realized the severity of this problem: To put it mildly, the director is the king of a movie, and maybe there are some details that can be better followed, but the whole movie must be according to his conception, otherwise the cinematographer feels that this shot is not good and needs to be changed, the actor feels that the love here is not right and needs to be changed, and the props feel that this saw is not good to use black and must be changed, so who is this movie listened to? What else does the director do? What kind of movie can a team with scattered sand make well?

Such a movie is also a twisty monster when it is made, just like the "Chainsaw" they are making now.

But what's the business with him?

Duane continued to keep his mouth shut, his eyes and nose and nose and heart, and the old god was on the ground.

"I really can't seem to be a good director, or even a qualified director. ”

After Shu Yu said this, he stopped talking again.

This time Duane won't try to pick her up again.

Sure enough, after a while, she picked up the conversation herself.

"It's raining. ”

It's a bit of a jump.

Du Anxin complained, but his eyes unconsciously looked outside, as if he really saw the thin rain, and his ears seemed to hear the sound of raindrops hitting the ground.

Then the next moment he knew it was really raining.

Shu Yu walked out, stood in the clearing, turned his back to him, looked up at the sky, but it was dark tonight, and there was no half moon.

She remained motionless, and in a moment several irregular lines of transparent water appeared on her white dress.

"What are you doing?"

Duane asked, thinking that the woman in front of him was insane.

Where is anyone who runs outside to get caught in the rain even though they know it's raining?

"You know what? In a little more than a month, two months at most, I will go back to the small county town where I was born. ”

Duane felt his head hurt: the woman in front of him was probably a psychopath, and he felt that he was completely keeping up with her thought patterns.

It's too jumpy.

"I was born there, I grew up, I went to elementary, middle, high school, and then I left and came here. I told my mom before I left that I was going to put down roots here, I wanted to make a lot of money, and most importantly, I promised her that I would do it, but now I can't do it. ”

Put down roots and make money......

Duane's heart jumped.

It seems to be him.

It turned out that this woman, like him, came out of a small place, and like him, she worked hard to become a decent city person, which made his opinion of this woman change a little.

It was as if he had found his kind.

"Why can't it be done, just because of this movie?"

Duane couldn't help but ask.

Shu Yu didn't speak.

Duane went on to ask, "If this movie hadn't been made, would you have lost your current job?"

Shu Yu still didn't speak.

In Duane's opinion, Shu Yu's job is undoubtedly excellent, even a good job that many people in the city can't have, and if he is about to lose such a job, he must be very depressed, and it is even possible that he will not be able to sleep.

Thinking about it this way, Shu Yu's strange behavior now is not surprising, the strange thing is that Shu Yu didn't even want to come up and beat himself, after all, if he really wants to be strictly investigated, it can be said that he ruined Shu Yu's work.

For the first time, Duane felt a sense of self-reproach.

And Shu Yu finally spoke: "Don't just talk about me, talk about you." Why would you, a college student who graduated from the School of Management and Economics, want to be a director?"

This made Du An's face blush a little when he heard this, and at the same time, he once again sighed that the woman in front of him was considerate: he was obviously exposed before, but he was allowed to continue to be a director and mix a salary, and now he beautified the fraud incident of pretending to be a graduate of the Chinese opera director department as "wanting to be a director", which is really diametrically opposed to the sharp-toothed little girl in Aunt Shen's house.

“…… A friend of mine told me that it is easy to make money in the film and television industry, as long as you say that you are a director and write a script, you can get investment ......"

After hesitating for a long time, Duane finally spoke up.

Anyway, everyone knows the bottom line, anyway, everyone will never see each other again in a month at most, anyway...... Anyway, he just wanted to say it.

Probably like Shu Yu, he also needs someone who can talk, and he and Shu Yu are between enemies and strangers, so they don't need to worry too much about saying anything.

Probably Shu Yu thought so too.

"Huh,"

This was the first time Du ane had heard this woman really laugh - not the kind of smile that seemed to be the same before, just from the voice, he could hear that Shu Yu was indeed laughing happily.

"Do you still think that you can spend some money and shoot something out after you get the investment -- just like you did on the first day -- and swallow the rest of the money?"

Duane smiled awkwardly, "More than you think...... I even thought about not shooting anything, and just leaving when I got the money. ”

"Then you have to sign the contract first, so you're not afraid that they will hold you legally responsible?"

Duane said seriously: "Don't be afraid. ”

"You at least grew up in the county, I grew up in the countryside, my mother went early, and my father went when I was sixteen. In order to treat my father's illness and provide for me to go to college later, my family owes a lot of debts, so I want to get a sum of money and pay off these debts first, so that my eldest sister doesn't have to work so hard. And where I live now, I still owe the landlord's rent, that's a good person, I can't let a good person not be rewarded, and her rent has to be repaid. As for the future, if you are held legally responsible, imprisoned, or something, you will all come at me. ”

After listening to this, Shu Yu was silent.

But the rain was getting heavier.