Chapter 775 778, I Am Not a Casual Person

In the early morning, the sunlight slanted into the house through the windows, but the house was not bright, but rather dark.

Several shabby socks of different sizes were hung on a clothes drying rack in front of the window. Through the dusty window behind the clothes rack, a dirty and narrow street could be seen.

Scattered people and cars passed by the side street, and a bicycle quickly passed by the window. It could be seen that the window was higher than the ground, and it was a semi-basement.

…

Big battle!

Flying cats, cranes, and Steadicam are all in action, and the photographer Xie Zhengyu himself is Jiang Wen’s official photographer...

Just to shoot this scene describing the environment, Jiang Wen directly used a large array of troops.

Sitting in the bedroom, Sun Hao was applying makeup from makeup artist Shen Ke while using the corner of his eye to observe Jiang Wen's shooting through the open door.

If Zhou Xingchi's shooting style is called Moji, he always wants to shoot this way and that way. Even if the results are very satisfactory to him, this guy always wants to try another shooting method.

Well, Brother Jiang Wen's style is to find fault. He always says that the filming in this place is not good, and the filming in that place is wrong. Even if some dust is brought out from the feet of the guest actors outside the window and affects the beauty of the shot, he also asks everyone to continue. Take two takes.

This is a slum. The living room area is not large, and the bedroom area is even smaller, only seven or eight square meters in total.

When Gong Li walked into the bedroom that the crew used temporarily as a dressing room, she closed the door.

"Uh..., Sister Li, what do you want to do? I am not a casual person!"

"Ha ha…"

Sun Hao crossed his arms and made a scared move. Shen Ke, who had just put on makeup for him, leaned forward and backward with joy.

"Go, there's nothing formal!"

Gong Li reached out and hit Sun Hao on the back.

"Sun Hao, don't make trouble, I have something serious to tell you."

"speak!"

"I'm only 12 years older than you, so it seems a bit inappropriate to play your mother, right?"

"What's inappropriate about that?" Sun Hao raised his hand and said indifferently: "Sister Gong Li, have you forgotten that Siqin Gaowa is only 5 years and 3 months older than Teacher Chen Daoming? How about playing the role of grandfather and grandson in "Kangxi Empire"?

"Haha, that's true!"

Gong Li smiled, pulled a chair from the side and sat down, waiting for Shen Ke to use it to put on makeup.

"Sun Hao..."

"Um?"

"Where's Yuan Quan?

Before the official shooting, I had to meet my daughter. "

"I'm going to have breakfast. I think I'll be back soon." Sun Hao replied, then returned his attention to the storyboard in his hand.

Once again seeing the stickman storyboard with its unique style and built-in code, Sun Hao felt at ease, because the storyboards he used for his movie were basically taught by Jiang Wen.

[Jin Yu is sitting on the sofa under the window. He is holding a TV in both hands. It is really a TV. The screen is only ten inches in size.

I shook the two antennas with my hands, but there were still only snowflakes on the TV screen...

Jin Yu: "It's over now, even the only pastime is gone."

Standing up and walking forward with the TV in hand, you can see that the small and messy living room behind him is filled with clothes, books and other sundries...]

"Sun Hao..."

"Huh?" Sun Hao, who was studying the storyboard script, responded without looking up.

"I saw Mr. Han. Mr. Han changed his sad expression from last night. He was standing at the door just now. No matter who he saw, he kept his mouth open and shut. I am treating you today?" At this moment, he was accepting makeup artist Shen Ke's makeup with his eyes closed. Gong Li smiled slowly and said:

"It seems that he has sorted out what happened yesterday."

But before Sun Hao expressed his opinion, Shen Keyong spoke.

"Director, Sister Li, I don't know if you believe in fate, but I do.

When I first met Mr. Han, I felt that he was a good person, and he was also a very lucky person.

Sure enough, Mr. Han just encountered a problem last night, and today, God helped him solve it. It was said that Hong Kong entertainment reporter Zhu Pi took the initiative to recall in Entertainment Weekly that Director Chen called him two or three months ago. , asked him if there was any unexposed scandal about Tony Leung, and he was willing to pay a high price to buy it. "

"ah…"

Gong Li and Sun Hao were surprised at the same time.

At this time, Shen Keyong lowered his voice: "Sister Li, director, do you think this is equivalent to indirect confirmation that the video and photos were actually created by Director Chen himself and have nothing to do with others?"

"Uh-huh!!!"

They both nodded at the same time.

At this time, Jiang Wen's rough voice sounded in the living room.

"Sun Hao, Sister Li, have you two put on your makeup?"

"Okay." Sun Hao stood up and walked outside.

"Right away." Gong Li looked at her makeup in the mirror. Well, it's not bad, but it's a little bit old.

…

"director…"

Glancing at the still messy bedroom, Jiang Wen put his arm around Zhang Yimou's shoulders.

"Director, Sun Hao and I are both going to be in this scene. Why don't you work hard and take care of it for us?"

"Okay, come on!"

Even though Zhang Yimou was completely kidnapped by Sun Hao and Jiang Wen, he didn't refuse. He clapped his hands and sat down behind the director's monitor with dignity.

"Action!"

There was a lamp on in the dark, messy bedroom. Jiang Wen was sleeping on the mat, and Gong Li was sitting on the mat, sewing clothes.

"Damn, does that mean I can't receive the stage at all?" Gong Li said a curse word, which seemed vulgar.

"On the street outside, yes, but there is no satellite signal in the basement of our store!" Sun Hao, holding a black and white TV in his hand, told the truth.

"Hmm..."

Gong Li frowned slightly, and then kicked Jiang Wen's butt hard with her foot.

"Hey, Jin Jize."

Jiang Wen turned his head slightly and looked at Gong Li.

...

"How is it, Director?"

Although they were once lovers and had a bad breakup, Gong Li still maintained due respect for Zhang Yimou.

"Hmm..., how should I put it?"

Zhang Yimou rubbed his chin with his hand.

"Among the three of you, I feel that you are not into the role?"

"I am not into the role..., Director, are you talking about me?" Gong Li was surprised.

If she had not been familiar with Zhang Yimou's personality and character, Gong Li would have jumped up and down and scolded him, and framed herself without conscience.

"Of course I'm talking about you!"

Zhang Yimou stood up, walked to where Gong Li had just sat, and then spoke and gestured.

"Your husband is incompetent and your child can't even watch a free TV program. What should you do at this time..."

"Of course you kick him, and you have to kick him hard!" Gong Li did just now.

"No, it's not what you analyzed." Zhang Yimou shook his head.

"Because they have lived together for many years, this woman is in a numb mental state towards her husband. Since her heart is numb, how can she be angry?"