The meeting was held all night, everyone had a very in-depth analysis and discussion on the details of the whole shooting, especially the special effects, and it can be said that they collided with each other, and when they went to work normally in Tianming Company, the people in this room could only be separated temporarily, and the meeting continued at night, Yang Yichen told everyone to go back and have a good rest, but none of these technical maniacs went home, and they ran back to the office or various laboratories for research, and they were really sleepy and couldn't find a place to sleep for an hour or two.

The technical maniacs all over the world have the same appearance, what image, what body, what this, once they enter a state of madness, they don't care, they devote themselves to research, and they will discuss some of Yang Yichen's technical requirements and the special effects needed to shoot movies in the process last night, and conduct a new round of analysis and practice.

Yang Yichen went to the hotel to take a shower, clean up, Sister Rong had already bought the pot for him to boil a pot of millet porridge, with the refreshing small pickles brought from China, a few bowls of porridge under the stomach, the body warmed up, put down the bowl and chopsticks are still a little unfinished, the porridge is not hungry and at the same time does not occupy the stomach, it is a very common thing to drink a few bowls of porridge for one person, I didn't sleep all night, smoked some cigarettes and drank some coffee, this breakfast was eaten, I was refreshed, I exhaled a long breath in front of the mirror, changed my clothes and officially set off to visit those old people, An old man who has worked on the hidden front.

This week, the people here met with three elderly people living in the LA area of California, all of whom are representative, who have worked in three important departments of each other, and their experiences are legendary, decades of quiet and comfortable life, after more than half a century away from the war. The secret that had been deposited in his mind for a long time couldn't help but be restless. Hopefully, there will be someone to confide in, and this is the right time. Someone introduced Yang Yichen, and heard that he was going to shoot a spy-war film about that era, and wanted to listen to the voice of that era truly, but he didn't refuse one by one, and he was happy to go to the appointment with a little excitement.

In a café, a silver-haired old man dressed in an old-fashioned suit and a retro style sits on a chair with a newspaper in his hand. Drinking coffee and reading the newspaper, you feel a special taste of the times from him, it seems that more than half a century ago, in the magic capital of Yangcheng Xiangjiang, on some occasions, you will always see such a person, wearing a top hat and wandering among all kinds of people.

As soon as Yang Yichen walked up, the old man put down the newspaper, a faint smile appeared on his face, and his eyes stared at him fiercely. The habits that were formed half a century ago are still preserved today, no matter how time passes, the marks left by those who once wandered on the edge of life and death. It is still firmly engraved in my heart, and it has never faded away.

"Hello, Elder Zou."

"Young man, I think it's still according to the domestic name. Call me Lao Zou, it's more comfortable to listen to. "There aren't many age spots on the old man's face. The whole person's mental state is also very good, and he can't tell that he is 90 years old.

Zou Lao. Lao Zou.

The name is different, the meaning is also very different, with the old man of this age, with his experience of staying abroad when he was young, his cultural level is sufficient, so many years of Taoguang cultivation, has long been an old man, some seemingly casual words, have a deep meaning.

Zou Lao, Baodao likes to call it that.

Lao Zou, there are more such names in the mainland.

There is also a difference in identity, I am an ordinary person, I don't need a noble title, I am a Chinese, then call me according to the customs of China, I listen more comfortable. I've been walking for decades, and I'm in love with my hometown.

Straight to the point, a title set the tone for today's conversation, and also brought the conversation atmosphere between the two closer, laying a very good foundation for the next conversation.

"If you have any questions, just ask them directly, in this era, there is nothing that can't be said, I'm at this age, and I'm not afraid of anything." Lao Zou said softly, looking out the window with deep eyes, full of memories, the era of fire, the era of blood, and the era that people will never forget for a lifetime.

"Lao Zou, I didn't prepare questions, you can talk about it casually, just treat it as a memoir, and say whatever you want."

Lao Zou glanced at Yang Yichen, nodded, leaned back, and made his sitting posture more comfortable, but the entire upper body still maintained a relatively straight state, maintaining his own demeanor, taking a sip of coffee, moistening his throat, and tilting his head slightly, not that he was rude not to look at the listener, but a kind of memory that dug out something deep in his memory.

"When I was young, my family environment was very good, and my scholarly family was well-off, so I was sent to study abroad when I was very young......"

Most of the time, the old man is talking about Yang Yichen listening, occasionally asking some more detailed questions, you can't expect a memoir-like elaboration, will tell the changes in his eyebrows and mentality when a certain event occurs, Yang Yichen asked, he will say in detail, now it still sounds terrified, several times on the edge of life and death, in the face of the uncontrollable situation can only do silent resistance, some seemingly incoherent behavior, but with far-reaching purpose.

This chat, is a whole day, lunch is also solved in the café, three o'clock in the afternoon, the old man's mental state is getting worse and worse, the family sitting on the side hurriedly came over to block the continuation of the interview, the old man looked slightly depressed and apologized to Yang Yichen: "I know your arrangement is very full, this is my home phone, you can call anytime and anywhere, I have time at any time, next time, we make an appointment at home, if you are really inconvenient, we can talk on the phone." ”

Yang Yichen stood up and helped Lao Zou to leave, when the other party got into the car, Yang Yichen bowed respectfully to the old man, this bow did not involve anything, it was a tribute to an old man, a tribute to a hero who dared to sacrifice his life to fight when the foreign enemy invaded the country and was in trouble.

Lao Zou's eyes were slightly moist, after the car started, he silently wiped away two lines of old tears, looked out the window, and motioned to his grandson to drive through the street in front of the Chinese Embassy as usual, looking at the five-star red flag, the persistence in the past heart has long disappeared, here, this national flag represents that China is the beacon of hundreds of millions of descendants of Yan and Huang.

"In my lifetime, I want to go back to my motherland."

A few months later, despite the opposition of his family, the old man took a plane for more than ten hours, at the age of ninety-one, after more than half a century, he re-set foot on the homeland of his hometown, did not go to Yanjing or the magic capital, but silently returned to his hometown, looking at the memory that had long since disappeared, he could only find some buildings sporadically.

Touching the family ancestral hall that was still alive, the old man smiled, couldn't leave for a long time, sat on the old-fashioned chair, smiled, and slowly closed his eyes.

The old man's lifelong wish was fulfilled, and he walked very peacefully, buried in his hometown, and left a personal donation of one million dollars for his hometown.

When the old man went out of the funeral, Yang Yichen arrived, not only he came, but the old man Tang, who heard the story of the old man, also came with the car, facing the old man's tombstone, the old man Tang saluted a military salute, nothing else, when fighting against foreign enemies, Lao Zou was wearing a military uniform, and it was foreign enemies who resisted hostility.

Say goodbye to the veteran, it's appropriate.

Identity, veteran, more appropriate.

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For five days, Yang Yichen almost never slept a night, chatting with the old people during the day, and getting together with Potter and other technicians at night to study various shooting plans, of course, not from the director's perspective, just to make the special effects technology more perfect and fit the plot, you can't sacrifice the plot just for the sake of special effects, conquering the audience with details has always been Yang Yichen's long-cherished wish, why do big productions have to sacrifice the plot to meet the crazy special effects, we can do the special effects well as telling the story, I'd rather spend the same price and only have the special effects exist for 20 minutes instead of the whole show, and I want to be amazing in every detail for these 20 minutes.

As a director between professional and amateur, Yang Yichen has a dream of being an actor in his heart, and a dream of directing is indispensable, not that he likes to control others, but he likes to let his movies be completely controlled by himself.

Producer, investor, producer, director, starring, screenwriter these identities are integrated, in the whole film will not have any constraints on him, he will be the only soul of this film, really able to do complete control, completely according to their own wishes to shoot, no matter which actor and which employee you dare to disobey my requirements, then I'm sorry, please close the door for me after you go out, and then turn left or right, whatever you want.

Special effects, 3D, stunts and other more technical things, will become the third largest group in the future film script stories and actors, accounting for more and more proportions, Yang Yichen likes the feeling of everyone sitting together and talking freely to discuss, and likes to continue to learn what he wants to do, so that he can become an industry insider rather than a layman.

Five days and five nights, together, Yang Yichen only slept for less than five hours, took out all the strength of his body, and after leaving the United States and getting on the plane, his area was directly closed, and in the dark environment, he put on headphones and fell asleep directly, and he didn't care about anything, and slept directly after taking off from the plane until the plane arrived over Yanjing, then he opened his eyes, stretched his waist, drank a large glass of ice orange juice, and was fully prepared to meet a new round of challenges.

The Voice mentor assessment has officially begun, and the Luo Dayou Wang Fei team will officially start on Friday and Saturday nights.

John Woo's first research trip in Istanbul is over, and Yang Yichen will officially meet for the first time after the end of the first part.

A new script, a new director, holding two full notes in his hand, Yang Yichen felt that he should make some changes to the script, no longer relying entirely on the memory in his mind, but to remove the dross and keep its essence and then add his own things, so as to truly make that teasing the ultimate excellent. (To be continued......)