When Qin Guan heard this, he waved his hand again and again: "Sister Xue, have you forgotten that I have cooperated with Zhang Yang in Sunflower?" What did he say about me? ”

"What evaluation, how do I not know." Sister Xue began to pretend to be stupid.

Qin Guan helplessly raised his forehead and reminded, "You forgot?" After filming, he patted me on the shoulder and was speechless for a long time. ”

"It took a long time to say a word of regret, I wondered, and he told the truth."

"My image has nothing to do with the directors of their generation!"

"What I said is Zhang Yang's original words! The directors of their generation either pursued the ontology of influence extremely, followed the technical flow, and the actors became the foil, or they were paranoid about the realistic form and paid attention to the grassroots people. ”

"And a few of the people who are walking on the road of business are still lying on the mud and have not found their own way out."

"And my image, in Zhang Yang's original words, is the gift of the Creator, and it has nothing to do with the little people they want to photograph."

"You take Huang Bo there, I think he will definitely be very popular, you want to take me there, isn't it that in the past mocked that group of people and now they can only make underground movies bitterly and hit their self-confidence!"

Huang Bo was listening to the schadenfreude on the side, this is invincible, Qin Guan, who has been crushed all the way with his appearance, can also be found faulty, not to mention how comfortable he is in his heart.

As a result, it didn't take five minutes to be happy, and Qin Guan piggybacked on himself.

"Who are you talking about? Who do you say? What's wrong with me, I'm also an actor! Does the actor know? ”

Qin Guan looked at Huang Bo very seriously and said, "No one can go to this party, but you must go!" It's gold that always shines, and you will definitely be able to ride the east wind and chase the waves! ”

Huang Bo was suddenly shocked by Qin Guan's seriousness, and in the meaningful gaze of the two, Sister Xue gave the general policy of going together.

Putting aside the situation in the mainstream entertainment industry, we can't afford to provoke it, but we can afford to hide and find the new generation of directors who are out of tune.

………

The night of 798 is slightly cool, and the coldness of the industrial street is reflected in the white moonlight.

The interweaving of reinforced concrete and scrap parts could not warm even the small supper train at the end of the street.

Zhang Yuanyu spit out a mouthful of sand and dust raised by the speeding car, took the lo-mei and beer in a simple plastic bag, and went to his secret base.

There were a few other friends who were just as hungry as he was, waiting for him to return from foraging for food in the middle of the night.

In the narrow corridor of the abandoned warehouse, there was silence, and Zhang Yuan walked straight towards the only warehouse with the light on at the end.

Suddenly, the dazzling headlights of the car turned on behind him, making him turn his head and cover the shadows in front of him with his hands, trying to see the people in the car clearly.

The people in the car saw Zhang Yuan's existence, and turned off the car very well, and Sister Xue, the co-pilot, poked her head out and asked loudly in the direction of Zhang Yuan: "Is the 1122 warehouse in District 798 here?" ”

Zhang Yuan nodded subconsciously, and three people got out of the car, two men and one woman.

He vigilantly looked at the few people who were getting closer and closer, and judged the distance between himself and the base camp, it is said that the workers who got off the night shift here have encountered several robberies of male and female thieves in a row, and his luck today seems to be bad, and the male and female thieves also brought their little brothers, and he estimated that it was difficult to fly with wings.

Zhang Yuan took a deep breath and trembled and was about to open his mouth to let the big brothers and sisters spare their lives, but he lost his mind as these people got closer and closer to him.

The silver moonlight sprinkled from Qin Guan's back, sprinkling a slender figure on the potholed dirt road, bathed in a meager light on his cheeks, making him seem ethereal and suddenly like an immortal.

Not to mention that everyone who is a director has a romantic heart and an infinite brain, Zhang Yuan only took 0.01 seconds to convince himself.

"Is it a human or a ghost? Is it a demon or a fairy? ”

Huang Bo stepped forward with Sister Xue, and immediately picked up Zhang Yuan's words and slapped his ass: "Oh, mom, I said, this is different from being a director, and this greeting is so innovative and distinctive." ”

When Zhang Yuan completely saw the combination of these three people, he coughed awkwardly to cover up the gaffe just now, and went down the steps with the help of Huang Bo's ladder: "It's a friend invited by Zhang Yang, today he muttered before the opening, saying that he was a friend who had filmed together, and he planned to let us see what a royal actor of a commercial film director is." ”

"Come with me, their group is curious. Zhang Yang didn't take the DV he filmed, and they all thought he was bragging and deceiving people. ”

Zhang Yuan instantly turned on the machine gun mode: "I'm grass, today I can be regarded as believing that old boy, I really didn't lie, what's your name?" Qin Guan! It is also the same name as the ancient scholar. ”

"This name is really not blind, you are a vase in a proper bad movie, and you are responsible for the appearance of all commercial films."

Is there such a boast...

"Those acting schools haven't started to show their acting skills yet, as long as your face appears on the big screen, hey! That's hilarious! It doesn't matter if it's men or women, old or young, how can you still watch movies, all of them are waiting for you to continue to appear. ”

"Not good, not good! What am I excited about, when did our group of people become vulgar and just think about the box office? ”

Balabala, just a distance of more than a hundred meters, Zhang Yuan's mouth was the same as Gatling, talking abruptly.

A few hungry buddies in the warehouse with their chests against their backs heard Zhang Yuan's chatter from afar.

"This kid! It seems that he met someone who came back together, or the kind of person who can arouse Zhang Yuan's interest. ”

"Spare me, O God! Whoever gives me two earplugs tonight, or I'll have to be deaf by him! ”

"Don't squeak, don't answer what he says, people are coming, quiet."

In an instant, the crowd around a crumbling broken table in the warehouse fell silent as if their mouths were closed by OK.

The rickety yellow light bulb on the ceiling of the warehouse alone tells the sorrow of loneliness.

The door of 'Ga Zhizhi' was pushed open, Zhang Yuan put the beer and side dishes on the big table, picked up the large porcelain jar next to him, and poured down most of the cold white open with a slurp.

Zhang Yuan pointed to the Qin audience, and beckoned Zhang Yang's direction, like an old acquaintance, he introduced to his brothers: "Come on, come on, everyone come and take a look, this is what Director Zhang 2 and we mentioned when we have nothing to do, this person should only be in the sky, how can there be a fighter in a vase that the world smells a few times: Qin Guan!" ”

After Zhang Yuan finished saying these consciously humorous words, he realized that the warehouse was still quiet, and he put down the big porcelain jar in front of his face in confusion, and saw a group of stunned people, staring at Qin Guan standing under the dim light bulb of 20 watts like petrified.

The first to react was Zhang Yang, who had worked with Qin Guan, who was the first to break the silence in the arena. (To be continued.) )