CHAPTER 125: AR-AR-AWEN

Yang Lin didn't know how Lu Yanqun was entangled, he only knew that he was depressed now.

In the large conference room of Xinghua Hotel, the windows are all open, and the room is still smoky, like a fairyland. Yang Lin, Hu Jian, Mi Yiyuan, Han Shanping, and Ju Jueliang The five crew leaders gathered around the long conference table, and the five smoking guns swallowed clouds and spitted smoke at the same time.

After tug-of-war negotiations and discussions, Yang Lin finally agreed to focus on mainland actors, and he only brought two actors in Hong Kong to play the roles in "Assembly". But in the casting of the starring role in "Guzidi", the two sides were at a stalemate again.

The mainland faction led by Hu Jian took out a large stack of actors' photos and materials, and pulled one out of them, saying that this person was the leading actor. Yang Lin took it and took a look, acquaintance, Tang Guoqiao. At that time, he was on fire, am I a director or are you a director? I don't even know about the director, so you decided to lead the role?

In fact, although he took the opportunity to exert pressure this anger, on the other hand, he did not approve of Tang Guoqiao playing the role of "Gu Zidi". Tang Guoqiao, an actor, has no acting skills, but he is too confucian, and his surname is insufficient, so he is not suitable for a character like "Gu Zidi" at all. It's almost the same if you let him play the chairman of the emperor or something, and the head of the regiment "Liu Zeshui" is okay.

Hu Jian and others were also a little embarrassed, they didn't have to be Tang Guoqiao, but they were just troubled by their consistent system thinking, and they inadvertently decided the way of doing things. At this time, seeing the atmosphere on Yang Lin's face, he also felt that he had done a little too much, so Hu Jian asked: "Let's discuss, we just give opinions, the decision is still yours, you are the director." ”

Yang Lin borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and picked up the photo of Tang Guoqiao: "Look, this Sven is elegant and handsome, he is simply a university professor!" What kind of people is Millet? He is uneducated, illiterate, and very ruffian, and he is the kind of little person at the bottom of the market. Whoever wants to say that he can play the role of Gu Zidi well, I don't believe it. ”

Hu Jian was silent. The reason why I recommend this Tang Guoqiang is that I see that he has a handsome appearance, which is very suitable for expressing the image of the hero as "Wei Guangzheng". But Yang Lin was so resolute in his opposition that he couldn't refute Yang Lin's face. Judging from the situation in the past few days, this kid is very stubborn, and he will not change what he believes easily.

Han Shanping took a look, Hu Jian couldn't pull his face, and his qualifications were too old, so he said: "Why don't we take a look again, anyway, there are so many actors here, maybe we can find one that everyone recognizes." "How else to say that this guy is born to be a leader, he speaks smoothly and appropriately, takes care of the face of both parties, and the timing of the interjection is also very accurate.

Hu Jian nodded, and Miao Yiyuan was noncommittal, so everyone lit a cigarette again and looked through the large stack of actor information.

Yang Lin flipped through quickly, he didn't look at the information at all, only looked at the photos. When you meet someone you know, you just pause a little and think about it in your head. But everything he knows has made certain achievements in the mainland film and television industry in the future, and it is clear at a glance whether it is suitable or not. Flipping through the pages, he stopped when he came to a photo.

In the photo, this person has a young appearance, a little long face, and is not handsome. But the unruly and unpretentious temperament between the eyebrows jumped out. Yang Lin closed his eyes and thought for a while, then put the photo on the table: "I think this person is good." ”

Han Shanping sat close to Yang Lin, stretched out his hand to pick it up and take a look, and said, "I know this person, Jiang Wen, a top student of Chinese opera." He studied in the directing department of Beijing Film and often had contact with Chinese operas in the capital.

Hu Jian took it, and below the photo was the actor's information, and when he looked closely, his head shook like a rattle: "No!" What the? I'm only in my twenties, what can I do? It's just nonsense! ”

Seeing that Yang Lin's face was a little blue, Mi Yiyuan said in his heart, Hu Dong, you can really say it, this is less than twenty. Hurriedly coughed dryly, and said, "Everyone researches, what does it matter about age?" The so-called ambition is not about being old, just being talented. Hu Dong, your bureaucratic thinking is unacceptable, my old bones know that they keep pace with the times, you have to change, don't always look at things with old eyes. ”

Only then did Hu Jian realize that he had said the wrong thing, he didn't mean to point to Sang and scold Huai, in his eyes, he never classified Yang Lin as a "young man", but always regarded him as the same identity as himself, at most a little brother. But he was born in the military, and his temper was very strong, and he knew that he had said the wrong thing, but he was never willing to admit his mistake and apologize, and his face was a little red, which was very embarrassing.

Yang Lin also knew that he was just unintentional, so he didn't care, and took a step back and said: "Otherwise, let's gather all the selected actors together, have an audition, and take a good look." Anyway, these people's acting skills are fine, it's just a matter of which role is more suitable in style, so let's switch it appropriately, how about it? ”

No matter how much it goes on, there is no conclusion, and if it is not good, it will hurt the feelings, and everyone agrees. Hu Jian sent notices to several mainland actors, and Yang Lin also called Wu Zhenyu and Zhong Chuhong in Hong Kong. He wanted Wu Zhenyu to play the role of "Wang Jincun", and Zhong Chuhong to play the role of "Sun Guiqin", the wife of "Wang Jincun". As for why Zhong Chuhong was chosen to play this role that has no role at all, only God knows.

Perhaps, Yang Lin also knows.

The rest of the things will be easy to do, and the crew's preparations have been carried out one after another, in an orderly manner. During this period, the mainland still had a solid foundation in film, film and television, and all that was lacking was ideas, thinking, and creativity. But in the 21st century, due to the long-term neglect of the foundation and the lack of investment in development, even this most basic advantage is gone.

In particular, in the field of war dramas, the mainland has quite a lot of experience and a good theoretical level. For example, the time set by this "Assembly Number" is really 1945, on the eve of the surrender, about the equipment and establishment of the two ** teams at this time, it will be clear in a few days.

This time, the Pearl River factory became the base camp of "Assembly", where all the preparation work was carried out, and after completion, it was transported to the filming location.

Yang Lin, who was busy in the dark, received a call from Hong Kong, so he had to put down his work and return to Hong Kong alone.

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Zhong Chuhong was lying on the ** in her pajamas, and her smooth and well-proportioned calves kicked the sheets for a while.

She didn't hear anything on the phone, just a dazed distraction. It wasn't until she hung up the phone that she came back to her senses and suddenly let out a loud "ah" scream, trying to drive away the chaos in her heart. Then he irritably rubbed his long hair into a mess and arched it under the pillow.

Recently, Zhong Chuhong has been very troubled. Zhu Shiding is still the same as before, attentive and personable, and calls a few times a day to ask for warmth. But Zhong Chuhong had a thorn in her heart, and this thorn made her upset and ashamed.

Whenever the scene of that night came to mind, she panicked and couldn't face Zhu Jiading. In the end, he simply found an excuse, moved out of the love nest built by the two, and returned to his mother's house. But that night's fiery spring love and the beautiful scene, but like a maggot on the tarsal bones, lingering, gnawing at her heart, making her unforgettable, often at midnight when she dreamed back, in front of Yang Lin's broad chest and strong shoulders.

Could it be that I am a **** surname in my bones? It's obviously just a one-night spring love, but why do you always eat the marrow and know the taste, **? Oh my God, how can you still have a face?

Zhong Chuhong bit her red lip, clenched her pink fist, pulled up the pillow and beat it like a raindrop, and scolded viciously in her mouth: "Dead Yang Lin, Stinky Yang Lin, blame you, blame you, big **, beat you to death"

The phone rang suddenly.

Zhong Chuhong picked up the phone out of breath and said angrily: "Hey? Who to look for? ”

Yile's gentle and calm voice came from the phone, but it also made Zhong Chuhong hate itchy: "I'm looking for you." ”

"Huh?" Zhong Chuhong was taken aback, he was scolding him just now, and this is the call? Hell yes!

"There's a play in it that has a character that's perfect for you. I know you don't have a film appointment recently, so get ready and come to the mainland in the next few days. ”

Listening to this somewhat domineering tone, Zhong Chuhong became angry, she sat cross-legged in **, and shouted at the phone: "You say it's suitable, it's suitable?" Not interested! ”

"Hehe," a chuckle came from the microphone: "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, this drama has a high investment, and its influence will definitely not be small, it is an excellent opportunity for you to open up the mainland market." ”

There are so many actresses in Hong Kong, just looking for me, is this ** thinking of this, Zhong Chuhong is blushing and heartbeat, but he bit his lip and asked, "Why are you looking for me?" As soon as the words came out, Zhong Chuhong was so shocked that she covered her mouth, oh my God! What's going on with yourself? How can you ask this? Do you subconsciously want to hear any answers?

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then a phrase came out: "You understand. ”

I understand? I understand a fart! I don't understand anything! Zhong Chuhong was ashamed and angry, and shouted angrily: "You are dreaming! Let you get your hands on it, and you can steal the fun! Who do you think I am? Summoned to the **? Yang Lin, let me tell you, if you die early, I won't even see you in the future! "It's infuriating, insatiable guy.

"Don't be so angry and affect the endocrine. I'm waiting for your news. ”

"Hey, hey, hey" Zhong Chuhong was so angry that he threw the phone aside, daring to hang up my phone? Stinky boy, I really don't know how to write dead words!

Zhong Chuhong pursed her red lips, so angry that she couldn't do it.

In a moment, her large, beautiful eyes narrowed, flashing with a sly light. Then pick up the phone and dial the number.

"Hello? Where are you? ”

"The crew of "Demon Paradise", what are you doing?"

"Hehe, I miss you, let's eat together at night?"

"Okay."

Zhong Chuhong hung up the phone, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Stinky boy, you look good! (To be continued.) )