Chapter 55: Director Henry

The other party was stunned for a moment, and immediately scolded and grinned: "Su Shaoan, you bastard boy!" I won't forget this voice when I turn to dust! …………”

The scolding came out one after another, and while Chu Feng was amazed by this rich vocabulary, Su Shaoan simply cut it off neatly: "Good, Bobo." I'm not demanding, just listen to this person. As he spoke, he returned the phone to Chu Feng.

Since there is no need to worry, Chu Feng is straight to the point: "We have a TV series to film, and I want you to be the director." ”

The other party suddenly blew up again, "It's always like this, it's always like this!" I didn't want to shoot, I was annoyed. As he spoke, he hung up again.

is worthy of being Su Shaoan's acquaintance, Su Shaoan obviously expected this reaction: "Hang up and you'll be finished, you know." At the very least, you read the script and then talk about it. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€¦β€¦ Then I'll just read the script! So I really hung up decisively.

Chu Feng: ............

"That's all I can do to help, and if it's really, really good, he'll probably agree." Su Shaoan touched his nose and turned his head away from looking at Chu Feng, "I have done my duty." ”

Chu Feng: ............ Add so many probably possible qualifiers. Well, I know, you're just kidding me.

Chu Feng was full of tears in his heart, squeezed out a smile and said goodbye, ready to go back to accept the comfort of his cute father and brother, and by the way, he asked Queen Chen for the essence of tuning/teaching.

Against the director who sounds very cheating, you have to brace yourself and fight with momentum!

Then again, who is Xie Xin......... Coming?

There were more search tools on the Internet, and the thousands of pages of search results that popped up immediately scared her silly.

The Chinese-American director Xie Xin, alias Mr. Henry, is recognized overseas as the best wayward director.

The film you watch is willing to shoot no matter what the conditions are, and if you can't watch it, even if you invest hundreds of millions of dollars, you will only snort coldly: "I don't want to shoot." But it can't be denied that each of his works is absolutely a masterpiece, and there is a unique charm that makes people want to stop.

Chu Feng: ......... I'm so worried about what happens next.

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(The hotel where Xie Xin stayed)

Since he is a very powerful director, it is understandable that he has a little temper.

After clarifying what he wanted to say, smoothing out his thoughts, and breathing smoothly, Chu Feng looked at the white door that exuded a sense of unkindness and pressed the doorbell.

The door didn't open.

What a similar scene.

Chu Feng adjusted his breathing again, and pressed it again, but the door suddenly opened and he poked in.

I saw an unknown object lying on Bai Huahua's sheet, wrapping itself in a ball with the quilt, writhing and struggling, and then stiffly stopped moving.

She closed it decisively and sorted out her troubled mood outside the door. This is certainly not director Xie Xin.

She told herself, and opened the door again.

The unknown object turned over and snorted lazily, the tail note dragged on for a long time, and the softness made Chu Feng crispy: "Who." ”

Well, she's sure.

This is definitely Xie Xin.

"That, Director Xie, I said it before......"

The unidentified object moved a little farther and continued to be soft: "The script is put down, and people can go." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€¦β€¦ I can wait for you to finish the script before leaving. ”

What are you kidding, go now, she promises that this guy will definitely turn his face and deny it.

The unknown object seemed annoyed, sat up all of a sudden, and the "quilt coat" that wrapped the whole body left a pair of worried eyes, foggy: "Annoying, take it." ”

Then he paused and glared at Chu Feng: "Also, since you were introduced by Su Shao'an, you can call me Henry." ”

It was obviously daytime, but the lights were still on in the room, and the light that came out was a faint yellow, which made Chu Feng feel a little desolate.

Only then did Henry loosen his quilt, and an Oriental face had angular features. He snatched the script from the table, muttering distraught, and scanting through it with a disdainful expression. But after about five minutes of reading, the fingers stayed on the page for a longer time, the speed of turning became slower, and the expression became more and more serious.

Tom was born into a poor family in London, where his father was an idle and heavy drinker. Tom grew up in a miserable life, begging for food, and enduring verbal abuse and beatings from his father and grandmother.

By chance, Prince Edward met him, and found that they were almost identical in appearance, figure, and voice, and even they couldn't tell each other apart after changing their clothes. The prince longed for the free world outside, so he and Tom exchanged clothes, and in this way, poor Tom became a prince in the palace, and Prince Edward went to the slums to suffer............

Finally, put down the script and look solemn.

Henry's questioning gaze lingered on Chu Feng for a while: "Who is the play?" ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€¦ A friend of mine. "Once I said it, this time I responded to the past more confidently.

"Hmph, liar." Henry glanced at Chu Feng coldly, "I've been abroad for so many years, if you convert it, it's definitely the kind of great writer." It's not something that just anyone can write about. ”

It looks like a very simple story, but in the form of irony, through the collision between the two protagonists and the real environment that does not belong to them, it shows the stubbornness and kindness of the characters, the contradictions and complexities in human nature, and faintly exposes and criticizes the sharp opposition between the feudal rulers and the toiling people in life and human nature.

Chu Feng's words were blocked, his eyes blinked, and he suddenly came up with a rhetoric, which was blocked by Henry again.

"You said you were going to shoot this? Why. ”

Sure enough, it was a big director, and I saw through it at once that it made sense for her to choose this script. Chu Feng evoked a smile: "We have a pair of twin artists. ”

Henry didn't say a word, half-paid, overflowed with a series of laughs of joy, and glanced at her with extreme irony: "What kind of quality artist I want to see." Twins are very rare, but don't you know that such two roles can be played by a person with good acting skills. Overrule. ”

Chu Feng seemed to have been hit by something, and his mind was instantly blank, and he only knew that he was staring at Henry intently. His pursed lips trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing some emotion, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it would all collapse.

Seeing that Chu Feng was stunned, Henry put away the overflowing smile and asked aggressively: "Besides, this script is not up to par in the first place." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€¦ Not to pass the mark? Chu Feng bit his lip lightly, this is impossible! The system gives something that never goes out of the way!

"The quality is indeed very high, but you have overlooked the most important point -- the background of this TV series is not China at all, and even if you shoot it with the background of Britain or adapted from China, the Bureau of Radio, Film and Television will not allow this kind of class-critical work to be screened."

A word to wake up the person in the dream, or rather, it is no longer considered to be an awakening, but a fright!

Henry didn't say wrong at all, it was himself who was wrong, and what was wrong was that he thought that as long as there was a system, everything would be incomparably easier, after all, he was still too naΓ―ve!