A well-known director said that generally speaking, a film is shot about one-third of the time, and he already knows whether the film will succeed or fail in the end.The future results are already in front of my eyes. I know that the finished product will be a bad movie, but I still have to bite the bullet and continue shooting.

There are too many external factors and too many sunk costs, so there is no way to stop, just like He Yan is now.

And people, there is no one who doesn't roll over, and a proper rollover is a fan of abuse.He Yan comforted himself in his heart, and finally felt that his mood improved a bit.

It's just that the recording time was too long, so He Yan still lowered his head and rubbed his sore eyes.

The program crew didn't know why they were going crazy, they insisted on forcing a group of people to exhaustion, and they refused to divide it into two recordings.Instead, it was He Yu'an who called a stop midway, saying that at least let everyone have a meal.

Everyone else was about to leave, and Zhang Zhou was about to go to eat. He stood up and saw the congratulatory message: "You are very attentive, I came back after smoking a cigarette, and you are still staring at the screen."

Nonsense, He Yan thought to himself, my reputation is already in jeopardy, do I still yawn and look at my phone?Or go out for a cigarette like you?

Not only did he have to watch carefully, but he also gave feedback all the time, communicating with the people next to him about the performance of the players and the judging criteria of the instructor, especially at the end when everyone else started to feel sleepy. No matter how you edit it, it is beneficial to yourself.

"I have always been interested in it." He Yan replied, "It just so happens that this time I have the opportunity to learn more."

"Then shouldn't you be very happy to be in He Yu'an's group?" Zhang Zhou asked back, "He might even take you to the red carpet of the film festival. Why did he keep refusing just now?"

He Yan had a headache again, but Zhang Zhou gave him a chance to explain, and he just pretended to be troubled and anxious: "I just think... I might not be worthy."

Zhang Zhou didn't look like he wanted to comfort him, and nodded, "Then you should stop making his films in the future."

Congratulations: "..."

"It's just the two of us here," Zhang Zhou said, "Let's go eat, let's go together."

As Congratulations walked past Zhang Zhou, he thought that this person also seemed to have a tough personality, and he spoke only in imperative sentences. He didn't seem to be difficult to get along with, but he liked being the main messenger.

Although it is arrogant, it also has capital, and it may even make the audience feel that it is very individual. In addition, it is also well-known. No matter how you analyze it, it is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated casually, but an object that needs to be cursed.

It's better to bully Cui Yuanxun.

When He Yan eats, he likes to chew slowly, so that he can eat for a longer time and reduce his appetite more easily.Zhang Zhou had already put down his chopsticks, and the congratulatory person on the opposite side was still eating.

He remembered the unfinished topic just now, and chatted again: "You are too young, there is no need to suffer so much. The last time I filmed the scene of He Yu'an, I almost died."

The congratulatory words stopped, unable to speak with something still wrapped in his mouth, and looked at Zhang Zhou curiously.

"Three years ago, when a typhoon landed, the set frame built by the crew collapsed. I stood underneath, and the fragments pierced my brain, causing a fractured skull." Zhang Zhou pointed to the back of his head, "I have been in a coma for two months, rest After three years, He Yuan came to me and said that he would restart the machine and continue filming. I said that I had a psychological shadow and I quit, and he said that I ruined his film, and said that it had been given to me for a long time, don’t Give face..."

Zhang Zhou thought of something, pretended to realize he was worried, and shut up: "Stop talking, I came here later."

"It was the same in the past. He always felt that his movies were the most important. In the scene of jumping into the river, others said that it would be good to show a back shot, but he insisted on me jumping. I said this is the Yangtze River, and it is minus one degree now. He What do you mean, do you want to wait until the spring is warm and the flowers bloom?"

With this kind of experience, it's no wonder that he has been talking freely since he came here, and has been making He Yu'an unhappy.Congratulations suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart, and said in a low voice: "I thought..."

"Why?" Zhang Zhou asked.

"It feels like you are the royal family who was forced out by him to grab the limelight."

Once again speaking from the heart and telling the truth, He Yan was already numb in pain, and habitually looked around, and as expected, he saw Cui Yuanxun who had just taken a seat at the table next to him.

"Haha," He Yan didn't know how he could laugh, but he did laugh helplessly, "I knew it, you're here again."

Cui Yuanxun continued to smile back heartlessly: "Yes, I haven't had time to talk to you today."

The good news is that Zhang Zhou didn't quite know how to respond to the overly blunt words of the congratulations, so he couldn't wait any longer and left first. The bad news was that Cui Yuanxun saw that there was no one on the other side of the congratulations, so he sat down again.

He Yan finally made up his mind, since the fact that he stayed on the show could no longer be changed, another variable was Cui Yuanxun's wish.

"I have something that I want to discuss with you." He Yan couldn't eat anymore, and poked the rest of the food on the plate with a fork.

"Tell me." Cui Yuanxun was also curious, "What happened?"

"Your wish..." As soon as He Yan opened his mouth, he stopped the car again. There may not be cameras and radio equipment in this small restaurant, "Forget it, it's inconvenient here, I'll go back and tell you."

Cui Yuanxun nodded: "Okay, you can come to my room directly. But if I am eliminated today, I can only pack up and leave. Remember to come here early."

Congratulations frowned, he naturally knew that this sounded wrong, but he also knew that Cui Yuanxun's brain might not be able to detect it at all.Of course, if Cui Yuanxun was really eliminated, he would never go there again.The congratulatory words were half complaining and half talking to himself: "Don't sell rot."

Cui Yuanxun really asked: "What is selling rot?"

Damn it, as expected, He Yan covered his face with his hands again in pain.

What did Zhang Zhou just say, as if he didn't want to shoot He Yu'an's scene?

He'd better shoot it, either jumping into the sea or being crushed to death by a shelf, it sounds pretty good.It's better than social death.

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