Chapter 581 582, Shooting Oneself in the Foot

China Millennium Monument

A sundial-shaped memorial building!

It is located on the extension of Chang'an Avenue in the west of Beijing, on the west side of the Revolutionary Military Museum, on the north side is Yuyuantan Park, and on the south side is Beijing West Railway Station. Facing south, it covers a total area of ​​4.5 hectares and a total construction area of ​​35,000 square meters...

The mass celebration party for the successful bid for the Olympic Games on the evening of July 13 will be held here.

After breakfast, when Sun Hao arrived here, it was already 8:34 in the morning.

The reason why the time was recorded so accurately was that Yu Qing had arrived here a long time ago and was staring at his watch waiting for him.

"Director Sun Hao, what's the matter?

I came out of your house and sent a meal to the old man. It's not even 8 o'clock here. Why are you so slow?"

"Oh, Director Yu, I thought about it, it doesn't seem good for us to rehearse the scene of the people celebrating the successful bid for the Olympic Games in advance."

"Uh..."

Originally, I wanted to blackmail Sun Hao to see if I could get another meal with him at noon today, but Yu Qing didn't expect that the young director would give him a very unexpected answer.

"Why?"

"I want the most genuine emotion, that is, the smiles from the heart of the people when Samaranch announced that Beijing would host the Olympics, not the rehearsed ones now."

"Sun Hao, do you mean that the rehearsal is a bit fake?"

"Director Yu, I didn't say that, you said that!"

Sun Hao smiled and denied, then walked quickly inside.

Originally, the China Millennium Monument Square, which was open to the public for free play, was now tightly surrounded by blue iron sheets due to the need for the evening party rehearsal.

And inside the iron sheets, there were many grandpas and aunts sitting, wearing red short-sleeved T-shirts and red baseball caps, and they were doing various cheering actions under the guidance of the guide in front.

"Oh, we won!"

"Oh, we won!"

A guide recognized Sun Hao, and when he saw him come in, he immediately ran over and smiled:

"Hello, director!"

"Oh..., hello!"

"Director, how do you think our rehearsal is going?"

"How long have you been rehearsing?" Sun Hao answered the question irrelevantly.

"It's been two weeks, but we were all in our respective communities before, and we just came to the scene today."

"Hmm..." Sun Hao paused and thought for a moment:

"It's OK, it's very OK!

This colleague, please lead everyone back. It's so hot, and everyone is rehearsing under the scorching sun, which can easily cause heatstroke."

"Uh..."

I wanted to ask Sun Hao for some praise, but when I heard him say that, the guide was immediately confused.

Is Sun Hao so awesome?

He said he would drive us away and he would?

"No, director, our cheers are still not in unison, we can have more rhythm..."

"It doesn't matter!"

Sun Hao replied seriously:

"For example, 200 audiences are watching a comedy movie in a cinema, starring Stephen Chow, and a certain plot in the movie is very funny.

But if these 200 audiences laugh in unison, starting and ending at the same time, do you think it will give people a creepy feeling?"

"Hiss..."

The guide who was chatting with Sun Hao, and the CCTV colleagues who rushed over after hearing the news, all took a breath.

Of course, Yu Qing, who had been following Sun Hao, also heard their conversation clearly.

So, Yu Qing frowned.

"Director Sun Hao, then..., what do you think we should do?"

"There is a super large screen hanging above the China Millennium Monument. On the evening of July 13, we will broadcast the voting of the International Olympic Committee in Moscow live here.

If Beijing really gets the right to host the Olympics at the moment the result is announced, then the party will start immediately, the actors will sing, the crowd will cheer, and if necessary, everyone can spontaneously play the human wave on the football field.

If not, then we will go home and find our mothers."

………

Yu Qing went to make a phone call.

This matter is too big. Although she is a member of the Beijing Olympic Bid Committee and concurrently serves as the office director, and will be transferred to the director of the Beijing Olympic Games Preparatory Committee in the future, she still cannot make the decision.

But Sun Hao didn't care about these. He walked through the audience gathering area and came to the main building of the China Millennium Monument.

Looking at the steps above, he strolled along the building for a long time. He was thinking about which position would be the best for the stage design during the party, where the camera would be placed for the best shooting effect, and where the leaders would appear to be more approachable...

It took a little while, from 8:30 to 11 o'clock. When Sun Hao had almost sorted out his ideas, he suddenly found that the China Millennium Monument had become quiet.

"Uh..., where are the people?"

"I have accepted your suggestion, but I sent them home."

Yu Qing stroked her hair lightly, as if she was talking about something insignificant.

"Did the leaders above agree?"

"Yes, they said your suggestion was right, and the people should be sincere in the camera!"

"Uh..."

Now it was Sun Hao's turn to be surprised.

"Which leader is so bold that he can make such a big decision as soon as he says it."

"My dad!"

"..."

“My dad said, it’s only ten days before the party, and you haven’t started to prepare anything, but you can be so calm, and even make spicy soup so authentic, you are naturally confident!

So, my dad decided to listen to you.

Of course, my dad also said that it doesn’t matter if the show fails. He will personally explain to the country and even the world at the show that this is director Sun Hao’s first feature film. I hope everyone can understand me! "

puff…

Sun Hao heard this and wanted to vomit blood.

I didn't expect your father to be so evil. Brother, can you take back the suggestion you just made?

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On the left is Beijing Shiba Cultural Agency, on the right is Bona Pictures, and right in front is the pitifully small but most famous [What a Big Film and Television Company]...

However, Leslie Cheung could only look at these three companies and could not get in at all!

Because if you want to go in, the stubborn old guard will always ask:

"The king of heaven overshadows the tigers of the earth?"

Even if I tell him that I am a good friend of Director Sun Hao and I am here to attend the celebration party for the successful Olympic bid in Beijing, well, that won’t work!

The tall Wang Fei stood beside him with a bright smile, without any sign of worry.

Of course, it was useless for her to be anxious, because she just replied "Pagoda to suppress the river demon", which had no effect at all.

During the stalemate, another car came over, and a black nanny car parked at the entrance of the grain institute's compound.

Leslie Cheung and Wang Fei ducked to the side, fearing to block the way of others, but at this moment, a man got out of the car, clasped his hands and said hello to Zhang and Wang:

"Hello, brother!"

"Hello Affi!"

…

"Uh... Xingzi, why are you here too?" Leslie Cheung was very surprised when he saw Zhou Xingchi, because this guy has never been very good at interpersonal relationships in the circle.

"The post-production special effects of "Shaolin Soccer" have now been completed there." Zhou Xingchi pointed to the Tiangong Yicai next to him.

"I want to talk to Boss Sun to see when his movie "The Hangover" will be released. It would be best if the release dates of the two movies can be staggered.

Well, also, Boss Sun called me a few days ago and asked me if I had any ideas to play Sun Wukong again? "

"Then... do you want to act?"

Leslie Cheung and Wang Fei asked curiously at the same time.