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"Cards!"

The director shouted to stop and said to Zhang Jing: "You pushed the door too early, wait two more seconds." ”

"Understood, Director." She nodded.

"Cards!"

The director shouted again: "You have to close the door as soon as you enter, otherwise won't the outside scene be exposed?" He was annoyed in his heart, how could he find such an inexperienced person, if it wasn't recommended by the protagonist, he would have scolded him a long time ago.

Looking at the girl's nervous face, Chu Qing, who was sitting on the small bench rolling up her sleeves and washing clothes, said, "Director, why don't we rest for a while." ”

"Okay, rest for half an hour." The director still gives face to this third-tier star.

The staff dimmed the headlights, and the studio, which was originally bright and could not show a trace of human figures, instantly dimmed.

"Sit down."

Chu Qing beckoned her to sit on a chair in the shed, he had always been very helpless about this set, the living room was not like the living room, the kitchen was not like the kitchen, and it was connected to the door, and the funniest thing was that he had to wash clothes here.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Jing said softly.

She was covered with a milky coat with a pink sweater underneath, both of which were borrowed from a female staff member, and they were a little overwhelmed, making her look even thinner.

When the girl first came, she was called a plain man, both in appearance and dress, like a young leaf just sticking out of the dirt. Ask about the age, it's only eighteen years old, and it's a little younger to play the newlyweds, but there is no way, you have to use it. Fortunately, she has a good image, with long eyebrows and a stubborn nose, and she likes to dominate this "Actor's Self-cultivation" and not let go.

The director felt that it was very ineffective to be photogenic like this, so he put on some heavy makeup for her to look more mature, and changed into bright clothes.

Chu Qing smiled: "It's okay, don't be nervous, think about what the book says, have you been reading it for so long in vain?" ”

"The book doesn't say how to make people nervous." Zhang Jing bit her lip, not knowing if he was joking or mocking.

"I heard you say that day, why do you seem to want to copy the whole book?" He asked.

She bowed her head slightly and said, "That book is a bit expensive." ”

"Uh......" Chu Qing was embarrassed to bring up this topic, so he had to change unnaturally and said, "Which class are you from?" ”

"Director's Department, junior college class." The girl's voice is softer.

“……”

Well, he really can't chat now, so he snorted and said with a smile: "The junior college class is good, it's much better than my advanced class." ”

Zhang Jing raised her head, slightly surprised. Her living expenses are only 400 yuan a month, and although she has never heard of this man who brought her a huge sum of 3,000 yuan at once, it does not prevent her from communicating with a kind of awe and melancholy.

Chu Qing was very curious after speaking, and said, "Hey? Then why didn't you take the acting department? ”

"The recruitment was full, and I didn't catch up, so I applied to the director department."

He was speechless, as if he had returned to the shameful scene of talking to Yuanquan on a rainy day, both of them were equally sensitive and delicate, but they seemed to be different, Yuanquan was more weak, and this girl was stubborn.

"Where is your home?" He asked again.

"From the southern part of Fujian."

Chu Qing became interested and said, "Hey, then do you speak Hokkien?" ”

"Well, a little."

"You teach me a word."

Zhang Jing hesitated for a moment before saying: "Married to a stinky man, there is meat and green onions; Married to a vagan, the house is empty. ”

"What's that?" Chu Qing was dumbfounded, she said so fast and magically, she didn't understand a word.

Zhang Jing slowed down and came again.

Chu Qing stumbled down and said, "What do you mean by that stinky head and bajiao?" ”

"Well...... she didn't want to tell him a lot of folk tales, so she said simply, "It's the meaning of good men and bad men." ”

Chu Qing nodded and said with a smile: "Then I will teach you a Northeast dialect, listen...... Bolingail buried the ploon puffer. ”

"What?"

Zhang Jing made the same dumbfounded expression as he had just now.

"You follow me......"

The two of them read word for word: "Boling Gaier...... Buried ...... Plo Fl Plo. ”

"Poof!"

She finally laughed and immediately covered her mouth again.

The two chatted for a while, and the director over there saw that the time was almost up, so he shouted: "Mr. Chu, can you shoot?" ”

"No problem."

Chu Qing replied, seeing that she was much more relaxed, he smiled and said, "Get up, get ready." ”

As soon as the two of them stood up, he suddenly asked again, "Hey, have you always been called by this name before?" ”

Zhang Jing was stunned and said, "Ah...... yes, what's wrong? ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Chu Qing waved his hand, turned around and sat on the small bench, and muttered secretly, these stars are all full, what kind of ID do you have to change?

“anetbsp; I don't know where Mr. Niu found such a director, and he especially wanted to pretend to be an international director.

A few clothes were soaked in a large washbasin, and Chu Qing sat on the edge and clicked. This paragraph should be accompanied by a voice-over: Alas! It's been a month since I got married, and my daughter-in-law has asked me to do any work, and I'm really tired and have back and leg pain.

When he reads the copy, he hurts, and he always feels that there is no difference from the kind of sex pill advertisement where "Lao Wang next door always can't hold his head up in front of his wife".

The door was pushed open, Zhang Jing carried a bag into the house, and closed the door with her hand.

She smiled as she took off her coat, "Yo! I'm taking the initiative today! As he spoke, he leaned over and said, "I'll give you a reward." "She's relaxed, not deliberate, very natural.

Chu Qing turned his head, showed a very silly and innocent smile, and said, "Will you wash the clothes in the future?" ”

"Think beautifully!" Zhang Jing threw him a bag of laundry detergent and said, "Use this, it's fast and clean." ”

"Good! Pass! The director pulled his throat and said, "The next group!" ”

According to the advertising model, when it is shown on TV, there should be a lot of balabala to introduce how awesome this laundry detergent is, and all the products in the industry will be exploded.

“anetbsp; Chu Qing sat on a small bench, holding a bag of laundry detergent on the side of his head, smiling frequently, and had the temperament of a snake essence. Zhang Jing was behind, with one elbow pressed on his shoulder, and said, "Use xx laundry detergent." ”

Chu Qing continued: "Fast and clean!" ”

"Good!"

Mr. Niu was very excited, snapped and applauded, the shorter the time to shoot, the more money was saved, went up and grabbed his hand, and said: "Mr. Chu, he is really young and promising, and he deserves his reputation." ”

Chu Qing listened to his inconspicuous idiom, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said, "Thank you, do you need to shoot anything else?" ”

Mr. Niu glanced at the director and said busily: "It's gone, it's perfect!" ”

"That's good, I'll go first if it's okay."

He can be said to have experienced that this kind of so-called life stream advertisement is even more painful than my so-called life stream novels. But for the sake of the 60,000 yuan, you can bear it.

The advertising time is short, the income is large, no matter how unhappy he is, he will not exceed the limit of patience, but if there is really a stupid tyrant who smashes millions of dollars in the future and asks him to act in a bad drama, will he be tempted?

"Sneer......"

Chu Qing shook his head, thinking too much.

After waiting for Zhang Jing for a while, the two went downstairs together. She changed back into her clothes, washed her makeup, like a spring onion floating in a clear soup, and she didn't even have a little oil star.

"How was I?"

She seemed a little nervous again, and a little excited.

"It's good, you're much more natural than me." Chu Qing told the truth, paused, and said, "It's your smiling ......"

He gestured with his hand at the corner of his mouth and said, "I'll take a look at you when you laugh like this." ”

Zhang Jing already had a little trust in him, and although he didn't know what he wanted to do, he still grinned. Her face is small, her eyebrows and eyes are delicate, but her mouth is a little big, especially when she grins, the corners of her lips form a very exaggerated arc, revealing snow-white teeth, and there are two small dimples sunken in her face.

"You smile like this, it's good-looking, but ......" Chu Qing couldn't say that it looked too fake, so he had to say: "It doesn't feel natural." Don't laugh like this when you shoot commercials in the future, otherwise you won't be able to change it after a long time. ”

Zhang Jing didn't feel baffled by his fingering, listened to the opinions very humbly, and couldn't help but say, "Then how should I laugh?" ”

"Uh...... Bolingail buried the ploon puffer. ”

"Poof!"

…………

Move to the west, Xifengkou.

This place used to be called Lu Longsai, which was the boundary of Xiao Gao's "East Out of Lu Longsai, Haoran Ke Si Lonely". It's also very easy to write poems, just figure out the southeast, northwest and northwest, you can go west out of Yangguan, south to Yangzhou, horseshoe clattering people to the north, loyal to the country or something.

This place is actually quite small, the pass of the Great Wall has long been flooded, and a small cut wall crawls out of the water, stretches along the irregular mountain to the shore, and then plunges into the bubble, sick and weak like a broken worm. The two mountains arched together, knocking out a small piece of empty space, and through the narrow pass, you can see the Panjiakou Reservoir.

A broken boat swept across the water with a "whining" sound, and the bow of the boat carried the sun flag, like a bean being thrown into a pot.

"Da Da Da", there was really the sound of horses' hooves, and a devil officer rode on a big horse, followed by a pair of drummers, and then behind, followed by a donkey with a water tank hanging on his back.

A few children in torn cotton jackets scurried out of the village, sitting in rows on the low wall at the entrance of the village, their bodies still writhing to the music.

"Two necks!"

The officer shouted in twisted Chinese.

"Sir!"

A man replied in a more screwed Japanese accent, and then nodded frequently at each musician, ready to lead the donkey behind.

"Stop!"

Jiang Wen shouted, his throat was always like a cigarette in his mouth, and his voice was very low, but he didn't know when it would spew out.

"Weidong, come here."

The man ran up to him and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Jiang Wen was also wearing a torn cotton jacket, shrunk on the chair behind the monitor, and said, "Take a look at your legs, do you see that the devil runs like you?" ”

The man said helplessly: "Boss, I'm just engaged in art, if you pull me over to act, will you rely on me?" ”

"Fuck, I'll let you act, you're going to tell me this?" Jiang Wen tilted his head and said.

Cai Weidong didn't bother to pay attention to his nonsense, and asked, "Then how should I run?" ”

Jiang Wen got up and said, "You have to be like this." As he spoke, he leaned around, like a lame duck being picked up by a dog, and jumped two steps crookedly.

"Done! I'll try! Cai Weidong said.

"Stop!"

Jiang Wen scratched his brain, frowning his eyebrows and worried, Cai Weidong is a good hand at art design, and acting is really not good.

"Lao Zhang, Xizi, come on, bumper and bumper!"

Zhang Hua and Li Congxi came together, one of them is the production director, and the other is also the production director and actor.

Jiang Wen took out a pack of cigarettes, one for each person, squatted on the ground, scratched his head and said, "Lack of people!" Lack of someone! You said that you can act as a producer, what kind of grandson does he pretend to be an artist? ”

Li Congxi smiled, he also played a role in the film, called Liuwang, which is much stronger than the second neck. He put the cigarette in his mouth and said first, "Then find a professional." ”

Jiang Wen waved his hand and said, "Come on, just because I bought that machine, Dong Ping almost unloaded it for me!" Still want money? You tell him to go. ”

started in August, Yaxian spent 8o yuan to build a "devil village" on this mountain. Just to shoot such a scene, a machine was specially shipped from the United States. Now that a few months have passed, let's not talk about the progress, and see that more than 10 million investments are going to be clean! Doubling it is enough to choke.

Huayi's boss Dong commented on that heart, he really wanted to unload him.

Li Congxi said again: "Then find a cheaper one." ”

Jiang Wen took a puff of cigarette and said, "It's cheap, but there are good goods, I'm afraid I won't have that fate." ”

Zhang Hua, who had been silent, said: "I'll go back and find it for you." ”

Jiang Wen tilted his head and said, "I'm not waiting for anyone, three days?" ”

"Three days." Zhang Hua nodded.

After a cigarette, the two men dispersed.

Jiang Wen straightened up and stomped his feet, and a stream of yellow ash emerged from under the boots that exposed black cotton. It's winter, this place is frighteningly cold, not dry cold, but not damp, just like drilling directly into your heart, "pop" so shivering.

Not far away, on the edge of the reservoir, a person carrying a camera is shooting at the whitewashed water.

"Teacher Gu, sweeping the streets again?"

Jiang Wen ran over in three steps and two steps, and said with a low voice.

Gu Changwei turned his head and said with a smile: "Sweep the street, pat it casually." ”

Jiang Wen crossed his waist, also looked at the whitewashed water, and said, "It's not good to shoot, I always feel that this place is not solid." ”

"What's not so steady?" Gu Changwei asked.

"You think, Cao Cao killed Wu Huan, Murong Jun killed the Han people, and the Eighth Route Army killed the devils, all of them fought here. This is a terrible place! ”

Gu Changwei sneered and said, "You just toss around blindly, when will you toss and die!" ”

Jiang Wen snorted, took a breath of cold air, and said with a smile: "If you have something in your heart, you have to pour it out, otherwise this person will have to suffocate to death, it is better to toss to death than to suffocate to death!" ”

(Okay, okay, you guys taunt you successfully, and I feel ashamed too.) This chapter has just been completed.,It's still it.。 Not...... Turn around and continue writing, I can't promise tomorrow!! ）