Whether Wang Shuo admits it or not, this is a tribute movie after all.

Lu Le is a very amazing person, he is a fellow disciple of Lao Mouzi, he made his first feature film "Mr. Zhao" two years ago, and probably wants to transform from a photographer to a director. But he was crazy in his bones, a national teacher who was born without a senior brother, and was too idealistic and cultural, so much so that he drummed up this equally magical movie.

"The Poetic Age" is very obviously divided into two parts, one is the writer chatting together, which is a documentary; One is the role of the hero and heroine, which is a drama. He dismantled the framework of documentary and feature film, blending the two together to create a revolutionary experiment.

As for why you found a group of sub-writers to discuss the topic of poetry, according to Brother Shuo, it is probably because of his popularity, you are looking for Beidao, how many can you know?

Of course, the real reason is that the group of poets is too marginal, and no one cares about it. If you really look for them, I'm afraid you won't even be able to pass the script, and you will die early.

A few days before arriving in Pixian, the writers did not do their jobs, fighting cocks and lackeys, and when they had enough, they were finally able to sit together steadily. Before the start of filming, Lu Le gave each person a piece of paper, on which were written three questions, the first two of which were: whether there is poetry in this era, and his views on film and television.

In response to these two questions, the writers were bored in the conference room, and two camera racks were in the room, recording their progress from "what is poetry", to "poetry when there is money", and then to "to destroy oneself to the end is poetry". The spit was frothing and the face was fragrant, in short, no one really cared about this thing.

Relying on the acidity of these pretending literati alone can't support a movie, so Lu Le arranged a third question, that is, the story of Chu Qing and Wang Tong......

"Knock knock!"

Wang Tong knocked on a door and said, "Teacher Lin has a meeting." Then he moved to the next door and knocked on it as well. Said: "Teacher Yu has a meeting. ”

Her head was spread out and rested right on her shoulders, and she wore a small red suit with a sign pinning the organizing unit of the PEN Club on her left chest.

The little suit was her own, and Luyler began to say that she should bring a red dress, preferably a formal suit. Originally, I thought that if it was not suitable, I would have to find a set, but when this girl came, her bright body directly blinded the eyes of these people.

Wang Tong really likes red. From down jackets to shirts, all kinds of them, as well as the pair of red socks that Chu Qing had seen.

She stepped on wedge shoes, held the pen schedule, and walked down the corridor with a trembling head, passing by the rest area.

"That's basically ......"

A nice and clear voice came, she tilted her head, glanced at it casually, and turned around indifferently. After just a few steps, I slowed down again.

There were a set of wooden tables and chairs in the hall, Chu Qing was sitting in the middle, and there was a man on the left and right. The skin on his face was very dull and yellow. There are fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and there is a tiredness and boredom of life hidden in his eyes, and he looks like a middle-aged man in his forties.

He was introducing to the buddy on the left: "The contract has been drawn up, we promise." It's all 99 years," he said, leaning forward and using his index finger to draw a nine-character figure. With a little humility in his courtesy, he said: "The latest printing press made in Germany has entered China this time, and our company has obtained a 70% share." ”

The guy took a puff of his cigarette, casually twisted the contract, and sent it to the table, taking a sip of Sichuan and saying, "In terms of price, we need to think about it again." ”

When Chu Qing heard what he said, his eyes flickered, he turned his head, his gaze suddenly froze, he still maintained a humble smile on his face, and nodded in response: "Okay, I'm sorry, I ran into an acquaintance." After saying that, he pressed the armrest and stood up.

……

After waiting for a while, there was no movement.

I waited for a while, but there was still no movement.

Chu Qing has a black line in his head, big brother, this scene is over, have you ever given me a word?

He stood in place and peeked at Lu Le, who was sitting on the chair leisurely, muttering to Liu Yiwei without looking at this side at all.

"Director, do you want to do it again?" He didn't want to ask you directly, so he had to say tactfully.

"Ah, no, it's good, get ready for the next one." Lu Le took the time to turn his head and answer, and chatted with Liu Yiwei again.

Chu Qing ran to Wang Tong in small steps and whispered: "I have no bottom in my heart now, it's too unreliable." ”

"You don't know anything, I'll sue you, the director is amazing, no one in the circle knows anyone, it's you, you don't know anything." She lectured.

"It's like you're familiar with him." Chu Qing pursed his lips and muttered.

Wang Tong patted his head and said, "Don't pout with me, with a wrinkled face." She moved her fingers, as if she wanted to touch his face, then retracted it again, and said with a smile: "Don't say it, your makeup is quite similar, well, the acting is quite similar." ”

"It's uncomfortable, it's not breathable at all." Chu Qing complained.

The makeup artist didn't know what to smear on him, Huang Huang spread it on his face, and he felt that his skin was tightly tightened, and the effect of dryness and thinness came out.

Pretending to be old doesn't mean that it's OK to put on makeup, you have to match your demeanor and expressions.

Chu Qingtou played this kind of role with a big age difference with himself, and he didn't feel anything special. Because this character is very simple, he is middle-aged, has a wife and children, and sells printing presses with people everywhere, like him, he can pull out seven or eight of them on the street.

The real pressure is playing against Wang Tong, which makes him even more nervous.

…………

In fact, from the moment these two actors were selected, Lule became extremely relaxed. Even before the film started, he felt that this must have happened!

Every character, every thing, every eye contact and whispering temptation, just like where to put it in the morning, just waiting for him to hold the camera and record it as it is.

Wang Tong's role is called Chen Xiao, she is the secretary of the pen club, and her job is to call the writers to get up for a meeting on time, and then sit stupidly at the venue, serving tea and pouring water, and changing the ashtray.

Then, she met Zhao Zixuan, an old lover * person in the Chinese department when she was in college, and memories surfaced, but things were wrong.

This is a very cheesy story, and Lu Le wants to lean on something like poetry, so he found Chu Qing and Wang Tong. He felt that there was definitely a good smell in these two people.

It's strange to say that Lu Le moved his mind because he had watched "Xiao Wu" and "The Girl with a Flat Dan". Let's be honest. If you separate them, it may be a little insufficient, but as long as you put them together, the smell will flow in an instant.

Wang Tong stood on the steps, his right arm holding the schedule, and his body swayed slightly.

Chu Qing put his hands in his pockets and slowly paced to him, next to a glass cabinet selling snacks and drinks. He looked her up and down very slightly, then took his hands out and rubbed them together. Smiled: "Hello. ”

Wang Tong bent the corners of his mouth, did not speak, his left hand was suddenly raised in front of him, and the ballpoint pen in his hand kept pressing down, popping out, and pressing down again.

"Writing here?" He asked.

She looked down at her hand, blinked, and still didn't speak.

Chu Qing also looked down at his hand, and the two of them smiled at the same time.

Wang Tong's smile is very special. With his mouth closed, his lower lip squeezed upwards gently, and his chin showed a few shallow folds.

Different feelings have different ways of laughing. Sometimes you grin. If you make a loud noise, you don't necessarily have to be really happy. But when you close your mouth and smile like that, you must be at a loss.

This laugh. She's completely spontaneous, just right.

Chu Qing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so he had to fiddle with his fingers. "When did you come?" ”

"I came the other day."

"I've just arrived, I'm ...... with this side," he said, turning his head, raising his finger, and saying, "Two friends, talk about business." ”

Wang Tong didn't answer, he glanced to the right casually, and then withdrew it more casually. In her eyes, it was like there was no such person at all, and she couldn't control her gaze, and she didn't fall on him when she turned around, and she was a little nervous.

Chu Qing looked at her crazy state, and the little bit of bad in her heart became bigger and bigger, and finally it became clear all of a sudden.

I couldn't help but wail secretly: Sister, are you so polite?

Wang Tong's whole person is now in a very restless state, with eyelashes, eyes, fingers, lips, and slightly trembling shoulders...... Almost every part of the area is faintly restless.

The accidental appearance of this man who once loved deeply was like a gentle breeze, and she was a pampas grass blown by the wind, going around in the sky, never having a place to stay. The kind of free and scattered, delicate and delicate, almost without loopholes to inflict the past on the other party.

For a second, Chu Qing almost disarmed and surrendered.

He lowered his eyes, let out a deep sigh, and raised again, looking directly at her.

When one person is crazy, the other person has to sink down so that the picture is balanced. At this moment, Wang Tong had already taken that kind of free expression to the extreme, and he couldn't react in the same way, otherwise the feeling between the two people would seem very fluttering and unstable.

"It's weird, wearing this outfit."

Chu Qing's tone suddenly became lively, and there was a little ridicule, the excitement when he saw his former lover had passed, and he smiled very easily: "I thought it was a waiter just now." ”

"Heh......" Wang Tong also smiled.

"Live like this?"

"Well, I live in 3o8."

"Oh, I'm in the North Building, 8o5." He licked his lips and asked, "Can you remember?" as if he were a child? ”

"Remember." She smiled again, this time grinning, revealing her white teeth.

"Then ......" Chu Qing took half a step back and said, "You can get busy first, and we'll call when we're done." ”

"Well, I'll leave in two days."

After a pause of two seconds, he took another half step, gestured in his ear for a phone call, and smiled, "Goodbye." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and appeared in the camera.

……

At the end of a scene, the two calmed down, and after waiting for a while, there was no movement!

This time, even Wang Tong was depressed, staring over there with Chu Qing, did this guy never stop filming?

Lu Le and Liu Yiwei were two goods, hiding behind the monitor, not even bothering to show their faces, one with a bare head and the other with a round head, clinging closely.

Seeing that they were no longer acting, they all looked this way, Liu Yiwei came out first, and said dissatisfied: "Go on, I haven't seen enough!" ”

Chu Qing: "......"

Wang Tong: "......" (to be continued......

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