was used by Gu Zheng to make a fuss with the strength of the wine, and the foursome decided to play on the spot, just as a few old friends were playing, and whether to add it to the feature film or not to see the effect.

Yu Liwei then returned to the hotel to pick up the equipment, and Lao Jia slipped twenty meters on both sides of the street and found that there was a billiard room, which was secluded and had few people, suitable for making scenes. Gu Zheng immediately went to negotiate with the boss, and when the boss heard that the movie was made, he didn't even want money, so Ma Yu agreed.

"I forgot to say it just now, I didn't think you really brought it."

Ten minutes later, Lao Jia looked at the traditional camera and a plate of film brought by Yu Liwei, and couldn't help but smile.

"Of course, you have to use film to shoot Qingzai, so that it is enough to be standard." The other party slapped the machine, which was intended to be in it.

"Let Me Go" was shot in DV throughout the whole process, which is also an attempt by Lao Jia. Because DV saves money and makes it possible to shoot continuously for a long time without interruption, it is undoubtedly more affordable for a guy who likes to use long lenses like him, and it is more able to capture the real picture he wants.

But because of habit, the crew still carried a small amount of film, although it was not used for more than a month.

A 35mm film, with a capacity of only four minutes, is enough for Chu Qing to act. This is probably the trust, tacit understanding, and appreciation between partners.

There were no guests in the billiard room, the long light bulbs hanging from the ceiling were faint, and below were three dilapidated tables, like a deserted grave on a loess mound.

The boss poked at the counter excitedly, full of curiosity and anticipation.

"There's no plot, no dialogue, just you're playing alone." Jia Zhangke explained the scene, he admitted that he was a little deliberately embarrassed, and he also wanted to see if this kid had improved.

"Okay." Chu Qing responded.

Yu Liwei carried the machine and shrank to the door, facing the table. Gu Zheng glanced at the director, and after getting the signal, he stepped forward and slapped it with both hands.

“Action！”

Chu Qing put on black-rimmed glasses. With his back to the camera, he groped around the wooden frame in the corner of the wall with his right hand, picked a club, and wiped it with chocolate powder.

The table was placed horizontally, and he slowly turned to the left side, and then bent down.

He'd played this thing before, and the level was terrible, and he hadn't touched it in a long time. It may be rusty, and the tee shot is particularly bad. There was a clanging noise, and only three balls were knocked away, and the rest were still piled up.

Chu Qing's face was expressionless, his steps were floating and fast, he changed his position, bent down again, putted, and the red 3 did not enter.

Syllable! Blue 2 didn't go in.

Syllable! It took 10 to not go in.

Syllable! Purple 4 did not enter.

……

Seven times in a row, the bar misses. The layout of the table has all been dispersed, and the miserable green paving is paved, and the billiards that fill it are rolling from here to there. From this corner to that corner, each one seems to be beating with colorful colors, but it never enters the pocket.

Jia Zhangke is quiet, and Yu Liwei is quiet. Gu Zheng is quiet, and the boss is even quieter, he is simply inexplicable.

Four people. Watching Chu Qing move his body frequently, his eyes showed a hollow black light from behind his glasses, poles, balls, poles, balls, in the small low house, carrying out fruitless rushes.

Syllable! Orange 5 didn't go in.

Syllable! It took 11 to not enter.

Syllable! Yellow 1 didn't enter.

Syllable! It took 9 to go in.

……

He didn't dare to touch Black 8 because it didn't follow the rules.

I don't know how long it took, but I finally heard a bang, and it took 12 to put it into the bag perfectly.

Chu Qing stopped suddenly, straightened his waist, paced small steps, and returned to the left side of the table, perhaps the weather was too hot, the room was too suffocating, and a layer of fine sweat had oozed on his forehead and cheeks.

He was holding the club in one hand, and his thin shirt was sticky against his body, forming a few strange folds of white mixed flesh. Immediately, he took out a box of cigarettes, lit a fire, inhaled deeply, and exhaled.

In a dim light, Chu Qing just stood there, staring straight at the table in front of him, letting the smoke fill and covering his face.

"Good!"

Jia Zhangke couldn't help shouting.

This thing is really unexpected, there are no monitors, no sets, no dimming, no radio, just like "Xiao Wu" is as primitive and rough, but bursting with a strong conflict of life.

Over there, Yu Liwei put down the machine and loosened his arm, and there was still a little film left. His feelings were stronger than Lao Jia's, because of déjà vu.

Liang Chaowei in "The True Story of A Fei", the last 2 minutes and 35 seconds were amazing, and he became famous in film history.

He sat reclining, smoking cigarettes, breaking his nails, arranging his cuffs, carrying cigarette cases, holding coins, counting coins, folding handkerchiefs, looking in the mirror, bending over, combing his hair, turning off the lights, one, two, three...... Then he bent down and went out.

Chu Qing occupies a variety of three points, back, rod selection, friction, batting, transposition, batting, transposition, batting, transposition, batting, transposition, batting, bagging, one, one, one...... Then the smoke stood silently.

The former's movements are varied, smooth and natural, while the latter is repetitive and rigid, even stiff and weird, but the effect is the same, and they are particularly piercing.

Of course, people have to be handsome, so they can be called legless birds. He looks more abstract and can only be called Xiao Qi * Three.

…………

Chu Qing's billiards level is really bad, he originally planned to take a few random shots first, and when a ball falls into the bag, he will start smoking. Who knew that it wouldn't be able to score, and it took a long time to get it done.

Jia Zhangke was very excited, and kept muttering on the way back to the hotel, he must add this clip, and it must be placed in a very important position.

For example, easter eggs.

Well, Chu Qing heard that easter eggs turned out to be a very important position.

Of course he didn't understand that Xiao Wu's appearance in "Let Me Go" represented Lao Jia's ridicule and symbol of himself, not a random pen.

Xiao Wu no longer does the business of a thief, but follows the development of the trend, dresses fashionably, has a circle, and even puts up a loan shark, although he doesn't admit it, call it this:

"Brother is playing finance now."

Chu Qing doesn't have many scenes, they are very fragmented, interspersed in the corners of the whole film, and pop up from time to time. He can be said to have played a role in connecting the plot, such as lending the male protagonist a loan shark, and informing Qiao San of his death, all of which indirectly promoted the development of the story, which is quite a bit of the daring of the boss behind the scenes.

Lao Jia put his paragraphs in place, and found that it could be done in two days, people are very busy people, and if they can make a cameo, they will give face, and it is not good to delay, so they will concentrate their firepower to finish his part first.

Chu Qing has no rivalry with Zhao Tao, mainly with one of the male protagonists, named Zhao Weiwei, who plays Bin Bin in the play.

The child has not yet reached the age of twenty, and he doesn't know this actor at all, but later he mentions the pearl and Zhu Bajie, oh, it's a little impressive.

On the ruins, Zhao Weiwei is selling pirated VCDs.

Chu Qing wandered into the mirror and said, "Hey, I'll take a look." ”

Zhao Weiwei put the schoolbag over, squatted down, pretended to pick it, and asked, "Is there any "Xiao Wu"?" ”

"Nope."

"Is there a 'platform'?"

"Nope."

"Is there any Chinatown?"

"Nope."

"Okay, let's get Pulp Fiction."

"Not either."

Chu Qing glanced at him, suddenly opened his mouth, nodded with his finger, and said, "You can't do this!" If you're like this, when will you be able to pay back? ”

"Quick, soon." Zhao Weiwei said busily.

"Remember!"

He stood up and swayed again.

……

When Chu Qing first saw this script, he thought that Lao Jia had a convulsion. Isn't this product taking the boring * dark route, why did you suddenly change the style of teasing?

Of course he knows what self-deprecation is and what it means to pay tribute. But these two complexes are linked to Jia Zhangke, which is very weird.

Soon, the two-day cameo ended, with three night scenes and six day scenes, all of which passed one by one, and there was no pressure in every minute.

It's just that the impact is not very good, because after every filming, the whole crew can't bear to look at it directly, and sincerely pity Zhao Weiwei's child, the two of them are not of the same level at all.

Like, uh, that stupid bear who pinched a little white rabbit to wipe his ass.

If you don't mention the explosion, there is no comparison in nature. (To be continued......)