October 18, morning.

The first phase of the promotion of "Painted Skin" has been launched, and just yesterday a press conference was held, with two posters and a trailer unveiled, and it was announced that the film will be released on December 20.

The offensive at the beginning will not be too fierce, this thing should be gradual and provoke the audience's interest little by little. So the media just reported it like a dragonfly, and the two posters didn't even show their faces. However, several fans of the starring role spontaneously promoted it on the Internet, cheering the arrival of the legalization of 3P.

At this time, Chu Qing was sitting in the office, pinching the publicity plan and arguing with Cheng Ying: "Forget about "Luyu Appointment", what's going on with "Happy Camp"? Who added it? ”

"I added it, do you have any opinions?" The eldest lady glared.

"What's wrong with my opinion?"

The thing didn't even coax, resolutely defended his shame and discipline, and said, "What is that broken show?" We're not down to this yet! ”

"Come on, everything is scum in front of the box office! People have ratings, which is helpful for our publicity, and you can also do it while you are lying down! Cheng Ying slapped the table and went straight back.

"Hey, you're getting underwhelmed now, I'm telling you......"

Seeing that he was about to tear it up, he suddenly paused, picked up the vibrating mobile phone on the table, and continued: "Hey? ”

"Hey, Brother Qing, do you have time now, I want to interview you briefly." Fang Yimin's voice came from inside, this sister is already a new generation of ace entertainment in Nandu.

"Uh, there's time, what's the matter?"

"Director Xie Jin passed away this morning."

"Huh?"

He suddenly didn't react, and slowed down for two seconds before hurriedly asking, "Is the news confirmed?" Really? ”

"It's confirmed, the funeral committee is being prepared on the Shanghai side."

"Tsk!"

Chu Qing slammed his mouth. waved his hand to Cheng Ying again, signaling the quarrel to pause.

He doesn't have much intersection with Xie Jin, he has only met once at the Golden Rooster Awards, and he hasn't spoken yet. But when he was figuring out the masterpieces of various countries, he watched a lot of old domestic movies, especially Director Xie's works.

From "Women's Basketball No. 5" to "Wrangler". and then to "The Legend of Tianyun Mountain" and "Furong Town...... It is true that due to the times, these are all political-style movies, but the most rare thing about Xie Jin is that he did not symbolize politics, but hid behind his back, trying his best to show the people and life of that era.

Just like the eight-strand essay of the Ming and Qing dynasties, if you can write a good article in such a strict framework, then it is called really awesome.

Of course, by today's point of view. His works are very outdated, but Chu Qing really admires his storytelling skills, the kind of solidity, conciseness, and meticulousness, as well as the mental strength and thinking that precipitates them.

In terms of storytelling ability alone, Xie Jin can kill the fifth generation in seconds.

I heard Fang Yimin say that he went to Shangyu last night to participate in the 100th anniversary of the founding of his alma mater. Then at about seven o'clock this morning, the hotel waiter pushed the door open. It was found that the old man had passed away and appeared to be in cardiac arrest.

Chu Qing was still a little sad when Fang Yimin asked how he felt, and when Director Xie's works have always linked the fate of the country and society, and his sense of touch is very sensitive. What's more......"

He paused. It looked very solemn: "He was never afraid to tell the truth. ”

…………

Director Xie's funeral was organized by the Modu City Government and the Film Bureau, because it happened too suddenly, everyone was in a hurry, and finally said: The chase will be held on the 26th.

Fan Xiaoye was born in Xie Jin Performing Arts School and is considered a protégé. Naturally, you have to participate. In order to accompany his daughter-in-law and children, and to express his respect, Chu Qing hurriedly flew to Hengdian.

The day before the memorial service, Fan Xiaoye also exchanged with her husband about "what expression should I use tomorrow to be decent".

To be honest, the two sides are not close friends, your middle school principal is dead, can you have fart grief? But a celebrity is a public figure, and in the eyes of the outside world, you have a relationship with him, and if you don't go, you will be scolded.

So the feeling in her heart is really not as good as Chu Qing.

On the 26th, it was sunny.

Longhua Funeral Parlor is a large-scale funeral parlor in the southwest corner of the magic capital, and the memorial service is also held in the largest hall.

Just after noon, there was a long queue at the entrance of the hall, roughly three or four hundred people, and the atmosphere was solemn. Before the ceremony began, the gate was closed, and the security guards and police patrolled around, all trembling.

There's no way, it's too high, just looking at the signature of that wreath can scare you to death: Jiang, Wen, Zhu, Xi, Li ...... From the current Presbyterian Church to the next Presbyterian Church, all of them are full of gratitude.

After waiting for two hours unconsciously, the citizens lined up in the open space outside, and it hadn't even started. Some of these people are really mourning, and some are just joining in the fun, and they gradually feel impatient.

At this moment, there was a small commotion at the door, and the police escorted a film bureau official in. Let the leader go first, this is the custom, so the security guard naturally opened the door and asked the person to go in first.

I'm rubbing!

This is a public anger, I don't know which grandson pushed it, anyway, it was like setting off a wave of people, stacked from back to front, hula and rushed together.

"Get in line! Get in line! ”

"Don't mess around, everyone, the ceremony hasn't started yet!"

"Please follow the order!"

The security guard was stunned and stepped back again and again, shouting at the top of his voice. However, it was useless, everyone was crowding with joy, the scene became more and more chaotic, and the commemorative album that was originally distributed at the exit was also looted.

"Give me a copy! Give me a copy! I didn't! ”

A bespectacled buddy held four or five books in his arms, and he reached out vigorously to take them. The man was very thin and weak, but his combat effectiveness was strong, and two minutes later, the girl was holding a stack of picture albums and was ready to go home satisfied.

A reporter with sharp eyes ran over and asked, "Why do you want so much?" ”

"Everyone wants it, why don't I!"

That buddy made a lot of sense, but after walking a few steps, I saw that the albums were all the same, and I didn't want it anymore, so PIA scattered on the ground.

There was a lot of commotion for a long time, and it was not until the reinforced anti-explosion armed police arrived that order was restored. At this time, a large number of celebrities also kept coming, and the security guards simply opened a special passage for them to enter and exit.

The citizens are still waiting outside, to be precise, they have long forgotten the purpose of today, and it has properly turned into a star-chasing party.

"Liu Xiaoqing!"

"Pu Cunxin!"

"Pan Hong!"

Everyone shouted the names of these actors, and they were all crazy. After a few more minutes, there was a bang outside, and the sky suddenly exploded.

"Zhao Wei!"

"Zhao Wei!"

"It's Zhao Wei's car!"

I saw a silver commercial car stuck in the crowd, all kinds of shouts and slapping, and some people forced the windows to make a painful friction sound. The distance of less than 50 meters took at least 5 minutes.

The security guards were all stunned, and it was half a loud noise before they opened the small door excitedly. Zhao Wei immediately rushed out, he had never been so fast in his life.

……

When the two of them rushed to the funeral home, they looked at the head of the Wuyang Wuyang and didn't dare to enter.

"Mom, what are I going to do with my flowers?"

Fan Xiaoye was dressed in black, trembling the white chrysanthemum in his hand, and felt that it was very likely that he would hang up on the spot today.

"Just take the flowers, don't squeeze them."

Chu Qing parked the car a little farther away, observed for a moment, and said helplessly: "No rut, let's rush hard!" ”

With that, the two got out of the car. He took his daughter-in-law with his left hand, strode away, and went straight to the main entrance. didn't take two steps, and there was a scream next to him, followed by one after another, and quickly spread throughout the audience.

"Chu Qing!"

"Soldiers!"

"Soldiers! Chu Qing! ”

Well, if it was a crowd just now, it's a crowd now. Fan Xiaoye shrank in her husband's arms, and with only half a meter of living space left around him, he could smell a strong smell of sweat.

Not only the citizens, but also the media joined in the fun, and a microphone was about to poke Chu Qing's face, only to see him flick his right hand, and then take advantage of the situation.

"Oops!"

The reporter called a few times, but he couldn't stabilize his center of gravity, and he pounced.

Fortunately, there is a husband who is full of force, so Fan Xiaoye was not bitten by everyone. As soon as these two people appeared, the police came to answer in a panic as if they were facing a great enemy, and then joined hands to erect a wall of flesh and escort them into the scene like fighting floods.

"Hoo ......"

It was easy to hide inside, and Fan Xiaoye straightened his scattered hair before he let out a sigh. Chu Qing saw that her expression was wrong, so she slapped it casually, and her daughter-in-law immediately mourned.

"Two of you, please."

With the guidance of the staff, in accordance with the condolence etiquette, the two signed, bowed, and circled the body again.

Xie Jin was lying in the sea of flowers on several floors, wearing glasses, his face was stiff because of his makeup, but under closer inspection, he could feel a trace of wonderful calm.

He was 85 years old and joined the industry as an assistant director in 1950, and was one of the pioneers of the new Chinese film style and narrative techniques.

Chu Qing looked at this old man and sighed slightly in his heart, even if another 100 years pass, his movies will still be appreciated, because they carry history and record that era.

After a brief goodbye, the two did not dare to walk through the front door, and chose to flash through the back door. Sneakily trotted all the way and finally slipped into the car.

Fan Xiaoye took out a tissue and wiped his red eyes, regardless of whether it was true or false, the tears were flowing anyway.

Chu Qing rubbed his daughter-in-law's face, started the car, and slowly drove away from the funeral home.

An aunt took off her socks, rested her feet on the front cover of a car, and shouted to the crowd: "Military vehicles! It just ran over my instep, the *military vehicle! It didn't even stop, look at it, it's red! ”

There was also a reporter's camera that was smoothed, but fortunately he was caught and was carrying the thief to the police at the scene: "The human and physical evidence is conclusive, and it must be handled well, I won't record it with you!" ”

At the gate, Pan Hong choked up and was interviewed: "He said, use your image to play another person's soul." This sentence made me unforgettable, and I have learned how to perform since then......"

"Heh......"

Chu Qing suddenly laughed, Director Xie liked to be lively before his death, and this memorial service was indeed very lively. (To be continued.) )