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Chapter three hundred and ninety-two new play

"This is the story of two generations. The two collide in interaction, and the two orders trampled or collided with each other. They seemed to fight and kill for a trivial matter. In fact, the most important thing in the bones is a kind of inheritance, and good things must be kept."

"Including Xiaobo's final instructions for others, he also speaks well, and the way changes, and the things in his bones are passed down. When you are a person, you should be rational, you should be polite, you should be polite, you should be loyal, a man should be sympathetic, and you should be compassionate."

"Some movies make everyone happy after watching them. This is an entertainment function, and it is very exciting after watching them. There are also some that I think is fun at this time when the movie ends. The lights are on, and I go home from the cinema, and I lie in the quilt to start thinking."

"So in my life, I especially hope to do something meaningful and leave something behind in the end."

Bu Fan looked at Guan Hu with admiration. Now in this circle where box office is king, it is man who dares to say such words!

I have seen Lao Pao, but I didn’t understand many plots very well, especially why did Liu Ye have to die in the end?

After this period of contact, it was gradually understood that the old saying goes, "Die is the most important thing." As long as the other party dies, everyone puts down their knife and gun, and the other party wins.

Guan Hu was having a good time, lit a cigar, and continued, "When I was a child, I lived in Houhai Maoer Hutong Primary School, and I studied at 23 Middle School in Gulou West Street. It is common for me to go out to fight with my buddies after school."

"At that time, anyone would feel embarrassed not to fight. Unfortunately, no one could beat him at that time. He was basically beaten everywhere and kicked by the circle. He had enough of it."

"A city like this, the theme of a small person who is frustrated in the middle or at the bottom is actually a story about dignity. The most ordinary small person now lives without dignity. When he is trampled on, the small person fights back with many times more than his life. This is something that is particularly worthy of praise as a human being, and it is a particularly bloody thing."

"Of course, it is normal to get a few young meats to absorb traffic now. People cannot fight against the market, right? These are not the most deadly things. My ambition is that the character Liuye can be remembered by everyone."

"In this day, I want to shoot a work that the audience likes and is satisfied with..."

"It's so fucking hard!"

"You're right!" Qu Zheng slapped the table, blushed and said, "Come on, let's go another one!"

Three people, two pounds of white wine, the atmosphere became more and more exciting. Guan Hu leaned on the back of the chair and pointed to the script in front of Bu Fan and said, "Our old man came out of Yimeng Mountain. There were 102 people in the village next to him. In 1941, the entire company of Japanese troops surrounded him."

"The 102 people in the village started to use potatoes to dry them, which means that the old man died and the aunt continued. They fought until the Japanese army would go around every time. You are so bloody!" "Now no matter how good you are, the end of heroes is a kind of sadness, because an era will eventually pass, and a new era will surely come."

"There is nothing to regret in the general trend. What I am obsessed with is whether the qualities of people in that era can be passed down? The fucking thing is that I am gradually becoming the one I disliked the most twenty years ago."

"Starting at first, there is a house and a car, money is becoming more and more important to me, not as righteous as before, and then I am not so unyielding to girls, and my filial piety to my parents is also declining..."

"I always feel something is wrong, but when facing life, you can only lie down obediently, spread your legs, and serve with a smile on your face..."

"Only movies, as a director, you have the right to speak, and you can take out the qualities that men should have for a rapid development today. Calm down, if you can be discussed and picked up, it will make sense. If you really can stay as a culture, I think it is a very virtuous thing and will never be in vain in this life."

This wine was very pleasant to drink, and Bu Fan deeply understood what it means:

Birds of a feather flock together!

Whether it is Qu Zheng or Guan Hu, they are all emotional directors.

In Bu Fan's view, the director has three realms.

First, you can have enough food to keep investors from starving to death, otherwise everything else will be nonsense.

Then there is some private goods mixed in, and you can enjoy some personal feelings while taking into account commercial entertainment. No matter what it is, it is not easy to shoot well.

Finally, there are the so-called master classics. Many works were questioned back then. After the precipitation of time, they have now become insurmountable golden years.

A director can be considered a burning fragrance if he has a work left in his life.

Therefore, directors who dare to play with their feelings in the country are all good people who are not short of money!

Before leaving the hotel, Qu Zheng was very satisfied with his achievements. Being able to find a suitable actor for his friend’s good script is a kind of face.

He pulled Bu Fan and stammered with his knotted tongue: "I'm grinding a new notebook for up to four or five months, and I'll wait for my news at that time."

Guan Hu also drank a lot when he saw Qu Zheng away, but he had a good alcohol tolerance. After all, he was a big man of 1.9 meters. He hugged his shoulders and said with a flushed face: "Go to the company to sign a contract tomorrow morning."

Bu Fan waved his hand and watched the other person leave. He ran to the wall and thrust his throat hard. After vomiting, he rinsed his mouth with water, and finally felt much more comfortable in his stomach.

It doesn’t matter if you drink, society is just about this kind of virtue. No matter how awesome it is, you have to spend a few rounds at the table. The hangover that you get up the next day is the one that Bu Fan, who is gradually accustomed to controlling the details...

It's simply a nightmare!

Bu Fan called Lan Xinling on the way back and briefly explained the situation. But Lan Xinling was a little unexpected. The company's arrangement was to take advantage of Bu Fan's popularity and take over a youth idol drama to make money from fans, but now Bu Fan reported that Guan Hu handed over a notebook here, and he was very optimistic.

Lan Xinling couldn't make a decision, so she had to report it to Qi Qi again. After Qi Qi learned the news, she knew that the opportunity was rare. Without saying a word, she made a decision: As long as the script is good, everything else is casual.

After receiving the message, Bu Fan hung up his phone, leaned against the back of the leather chair and closed his eyes to rest, and finally agreed to his willfulness.

This is not in line with the current market operation for a really popular artist who spends a lot of time thinking about a script.

Fortunately, Bu Fan is used to being willful.

......

When I got home, I took a hot shower and sobered up most of the time, but I couldn't sleep.

Bu Fan was lying on the bed to study the script. The biggest difficulty in this drama was not the acting skills, but how to act well in the opponent's scene?

Because the opponent is not human at all!

It’s okay if it’s a cat or a dog, but it’s spiritual after all, it’s possible to be outstanding when teaching a few more times. But how can you communicate with a cow?

When entering the system, you still have to rely on the system at critical moments. When you browse the marked script, your eyes suddenly lit up.

"Host selection scenario simulation experience, environment construction...scene construction..."

After the system was ready, Bufan began a happy life of herding cattle...

Once you let go, you will be free forever, and you will doubt your life...

When I exited the system again, another night passed.

After breakfast, I cleaned up and signed a contract from the company. It is expected to be filmed for three months. Guan Hu also gave a very good salary. He got 8 million yuan. After all, it was a small investment, so he gave me a personal favor.

This decision once again made the rest of the company helpless. According to the company's plan, why not take on more variety shows while it was the hottest?

It’s okay if you want to maintain a positive image, but it’s not without a good variety show?

After taking photos for more than ten days, it will be broadcast soon, making a lot of money easily...

Why not do such a good thing?

Of course, I can only underestimate this kind of thing in my heart. After all, Qi Qi has given the green light, and the company has also felt accustomed to Bu Fan's willfulness over the years.

Besides, they don’t use any resources in the company at all. Many movies are found through their own connections. This is the biggest reason why the rest of the company has nothing to say.

People do their own work and we sit and make money. What else can we say?

"If you have time, it's best to join the group as soon as possible."

After completing the contract, Guan Hu said seriously at lunch: "This drama is very difficult. It is not only the harsh environment, but also the cows who play with you. They are definitely not easy to serve!"

Bu Fan waved his hand and said lightly: "The general comes to block the water and soil, and the cows are also spiritual. As long as they treat them with care, they will not give up every day, right?"
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