Chapter 115 of the main text volume, this is the battlefield

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End of March, New York JFK Airport. ※％

Lin Zixuan and Feng Xiaogang held a sign with Chinese written in the reception hall, chatting while waiting for the flight from China, and the rest of the crew will arrive today.

"Now I'm going to start busy, and it's sad to think about it, and it's very difficult to finish filming in four months." Feng Xiaogang said depressedly.

"Try to speed up the progress, otherwise the funds will not be able to hold on, when we were budgeting in China, we didn't expect the consumption in the United States to be so high, it was too little, and we knew that it would come according to 2 million US dollars." Lin Zixuan said helplessly.

"In that case, can you get a loan and repay the loan, this America is really not a place for the poor." Feng Xiaogang said with emotion.

"Brother Feng, you can film well, I will find a way to deal with the funds." Lin Zixuan assured.

Filming is Feng Xiaogang's business, and it is Lin Zixuan's job to ensure the normal operation of the crew.

He rented other vacant rooms in the apartment building and waited for a second group of members from China, and once these people were in place, they could be officially filmed.

He doesn't plan to move out of the small town of Oysterbey, because the housing here is in good condition and the key is that the rent is cheap enough.

According to Chen Qing, at this price, you can't even afford to rent a basement in Manhattan, New York, although it takes more than an hour to drive to downtown New York City during filming, but it is still very cost-effective.

After more than half a month of contact, Chen Qing has integrated into this crew.

He understands English, can drive, is sociable, does not fake, everyone is from Beijing, there is no obstacle to communication, he often drives Feng Xiaogang around, and the relationship between the two is good.

Next, he will also participate in the filming of Mu Shanshan's documentary.

Chen Qing is familiar with the Chinese community in New York, and if he wants to shoot a real documentary, he needs someone to lead the way in order to fit in.

Lin Zixuan has attended several so-called artist gatherings they have held, and it feels like everyone is quite decadent and irritable.

It can be said that these people are non-mainstream in New York, and they can't integrate into the mainstream society of New York, and they also get to know a group of down-and-out guys.

If they were in the capital, these people would be bastards at the bottom of society, just dressed up as artists.

At least Lin Zixuan didn't see any well-known American figures in this circle, and no one took them to play.

They yearn for success, but they can't find a way out, they yearn for a rich material life, but they can't make money, so they can only complain.

Even Chen Qing sometimes does this.

Feng Xiaogang was very scared when he came back once, it is said that Chen Qing drove around with him, and the two drove to the beach because of their anger, Chen Qing also encouraged Feng Xiaogang to drive into the sea, feeling that life was very boring and wanted to take a risk.

"I was scared at the time, otherwise I don't know if I can come back." Feng Xiaogang said with palpitations.

After hearing about this, Lin Zixuan and Chen Qing would drive themselves when they went out together.

With a place to live, Lin Zixuan also hired two chefs from the nearby Chinese neighborhood to be responsible for the food of more than 20 people in the crew.

When there were few people, Mu Shanshan could handle it, everyone made do with it and passed, but now it won't work, Lin Zixuan will never let Mu Shanshan be so busy.

After this group of people comes, Mu Shanshan will be relieved from chores and can concentrate on filming her documentary.

After a while, a group of Chinese people walked out of the airport passage and stepped on American soil, they looked excited and confused, and they were about to start their new lives in this strange country.

"That's what we were supposed to be when we first came to New York." Feng Xiaogang said nostalgically.

"Brother Jiang still wants to find a feeling here, he definitely won't think like this now, and he wants to find that feeling of being dazed everywhere on the streets of New York." Lin Zixuan chuckled.

Although they have been in the United States for less than a month, it is as if they have been living for a long time.

What they have encountered these days has deeply touched them, this country is neither as cruel as in the script, nor as beautiful as imagined, but very real life.

New York is neither heaven nor hell, but a battlefield.

If you want to live well, you must continue to work hard, it is useless to complain, it will only make you poorer, and the same is true in China, only a down-to-earth life can make yourself live a better life.

At this time, a group of people waved to the two, who were none other than the members of the art center and the remaining actors of the crew.

Feng Xiaogang drove the bus back to the town, and Lin Zixuan was responsible for answering their questions along the way, they were all going abroad for the first time and were very curious about the United States.

Back in the apartment building, the housing is allocated according to two people.

A meeting was held at noon to give them a break, to give them two days to familiarize themselves with the environment, and then to shoot intensively, and return home early after the shooting.

For Lin Zixuan, these people's daily food, drink, housing and transportation are US dollars, and they are under a lot of pressure.

Fortunately, with the preliminary preparations, they will not be in a hurry, and the Chinese people at this time are more peaceful, accustomed to obeying the organizational arrangement, and will not cause trouble.

If there were a few more like Jiang Wen, he would have a headache.

The next day, Jiang Wen ran over to find Lin Zixuan, still holding a copy of the magazine "Hundred Flowers" in his hand.

"I've read your story, why can't I play Fugui?" Jiang Wen said unconvinced.

Lin Zixuan was stunned, and then remembered what happened last time, he was not optimistic about Jiang Wen to play Fugui in "Alive", and couldn't help but smile bitterly, how long has it been, Jiang Wen hasn't forgotten this stubble.

Jiang Wen not only didn't forget, but also called a friend in China to buy the latest issue of "Hundred Flowers" magazine, and asked people to bring it over.

He wants to see if he can play this novel that Zhang Yimou is optimistic about, he is so unwilling to admit defeat, and he feels that there is no role that he can't play.

If you don't have this super self-confidence, it wouldn't be Jiang Wen.

Yesterday, the crew members from Beijing brought him the magazine "Hundred Flowers", and after reading it overnight, he felt that the story was indeed very good, but he insisted that he could play this role well.

"I also think that Brother Jiang can act, but you have to ask Director Zhang about this, I can't be the master." Lin Zixuan excused himself.

"Then you said that there is still that actor in China who can act, right?" Jiang Wen changed his way and asked in a roundabout way.

Lin Zixuan knew that Jiang Wen was too smart, and he must have seen that he was not optimistic about him, and with Jiang Wen's temperament, he was afraid that he would not give up, so he had to give him an explanation.

"I think Ge You is good." Lin Zixuan admitted.

After reading the novel, Jiang Wen went through the first-line actors in the Chinese film industry in his mind, and found that there was no particularly suitable candidate to play Fugui, so he came over to question Lin Zixuan.

He didn't expect Lin Zixuan to be talking about Ge You, although Ge You was famous, but it was in the TV circle.

"Don't say it, it's really interesting for Ge You to act." Jiang Wen thought for a while and said with relief, "Did you have this idea when you wrote it, what is it called, tailor-made." ”

"You only know now, You Zi is Xiaolin's royal actor." When Feng Xiaogang heard this, he joked.