This star is from the earth

Today is the fourth day of the lunar new year, the sun is just right, and the leisure is still the same.

The small bus was stopped amidst the quarrel, and it was parked on the side of the road, next to which was a park.

After the driver parked the car on the side of the road, he got out of the car with the staff, leaving the space in the car for the producer and director.

The sun shines on my body, stretching my waist and feeling refreshed. There is a kind of unexpected joy when the teacher is called out by a phone call in the middle of the class while studying.

Everyone passed cigarettes, discussed, made fun of, and tasted what happened in the car just now.

"Before I came here, I read a report about Han Jue, how he... the prodigal son turned back? Hey, what a nonsense, Han Jue, a bird man, is still ignored by no one!" The teacher held a cigarette and commented on Han Jue leisurely.

"It's quite kind!" Someone admired Han Jue.

However, some people think that Han Jue's reaction is so big, it's too much: "Actually, it's just changing the script, it's too impulsive. Newcomers are newcomers, and they all have a problem of conceit. Someone else changed it. Heh, now that it’s done like this, it’s not easy for him to end up.”

"Hey, that's not right, didn't he say that, he was angry that the director changed the script without even discussing it with him." Someone retorted.

"Do you really believe it?" Someone replied.

Those who refuted fell silent.

"Anyway, it's cool for Han Jue to scold him like that, but I think he's going to die, and this matter won't end well."

This remark attracted a lot of approval, and everyone agreed that Han Jue had the upper hand in the scolding battle, but he would inevitably suffer afterwards.

Just now the director yelled "With him but without me", it is inevitable that one person will fully compromise and even leave as the end.

However, if an old director with experience and works competes with a fledgling amateur screenwriter, if the IQ of the film producer is still normal, he will definitely choose to stabilize the former and sacrifice the latter.

Most of the behind-the-scenes staff of ordinary movies have unique communication channels, and the news is called a well-informed. They know best which director or actor is like in private. As long as you ask around, you can get the most authentic reviews.

As for the director in the car, after everyone inquired about it, they all knew what kind of person he was.

So they really don't like Han Jue.

"If Han Jue is backed by a big company, there will be a turn for the better, but now he has set up a grass-roots team, it doesn't matter."

"That's quite cold."

Someone sighed: "It's a pity, I was listening to Han Jue's song a few days ago. He can sing well, but it's useless. He's not the only one who can sing well. He is Zhang Tianwang who has entered our circle. I have to honestly start from scratch. It’s a pity. I’ve heard of a few people like Han Jue who scolded the director as soon as he came here.”

"Yo, what then?"

"And then I never heard of them again."

"Hahaha."

...

...

inside the car.

Xia Yuan was sitting in the front row, and the director behind him was also sitting in his seat, cursing and feeling angry.

Xia Yuan only felt that his ears were noisy, and he couldn't be quiet for a moment.

This is Xia Yuan's first time as a film producer, but it is not the first time he has to deal with conflicts between people.

She has always been good at solving problems. It is very simple to find the core of the problem, understand the demands of both parties, analyze various possibilities, and finally choose the favorable one.

"Producer Xia, I'm leaving my words here today. If you don't give me an explanation for this matter, I won't be able to make this movie!" The director was still angry after talking for a long time, and put the half-drunk mineral water on the back of the front seat There was a bang, "You must get him away!"

The director had originally disliked Han Jue, but now he was humiliated in public, and he really wanted to kill Han Jue.

From the moment Han Jue's face was torn off ten minutes ago, the director wanted to destroy Han Jue in the field he was familiar with.

Xia Yuan in the front row didn't know whether he heard the director's words, and only left the director a silent figure.

"Aren't you willing to change the content a little bit? I really don't know how to praise! I have been in the industry for more than 30 years, and I have never encountered such an arrogant person! Oh! I can sing two songs and write a few lyrics, and I feel that my script is complete. The world's best? What a joke! If you don't say a few words about him, you really don't know how much you weigh!" The director looked through the window and looked at the staff outside the car, trying to judge from their expressions. one is making fun of him.

Xia Yuan remained motionless.

"A little brat..."

As if wanting to restore the lost face in front of Xia Yuan, the director uttered several harsh words in succession, but he didn't hear a single word of echo from Xia Yuan's mouth.

The director felt that there was something missing because no one was cheering him on, so he left his seat and approached Xia Yuan.

I only saw Xia Yuan playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

[These two young people...] The director wanted to curse, but Xia Yuan was the producer, so he held back.

"Producer Xia, I've said so much, why don't you say anything?" The director sat down next to Xia Yuan across the aisle, looking confident, really confident.

Xia Yuan looked away from the phone, raised his head, and said flatly, "I'll wait until you calm down."

"I'm very calm now." The director grinned without a smile on his face, matching his complexion and eyes, it was strangely eerie.

Xia Yuan is not even afraid of Han Jue, how could he be afraid of Han Jue's defeated generals?

She changed her sitting position, faced the director who was trying to calm down, and asked, "So how do you want to solve this?"

"Let Han Jue pour tea in public to apologize to me, and then never intervene in the revision of the script. I can make any changes I want." The director didn't think he was wrong at all.

The director is sure that he has the biggest position in the crew, so he can use his power to bully Han Jue. He is almost sure that he will win, because he knows that his weight in the crew must be greater than that of Han Juelai who has no background.

Hearing this, Xia Yuan smiled.

This smile made the director think that he still has weight after all, and he won.

So he laughed too.

But when he laughed, Xia Yuan restrained his smile, pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and said calmly:

"Don't look at me calmly, but I'm no less angry than you. Because you are wrong in this matter, I can't take sides with you. When I asked you if you discussed the new plot with the screenwriter, you said you reached an opinion. You are deceiving me. Also, don’t get me wrong, we invite you to be a director, not a producer. If you are not only unable to complete the film, but also have serious internal conflicts, then it is not very You can't. I'll get out of the car first, and you can think about it by yourself?"

Although Xia Yuan asked a question at the end, he didn't hear the director's reply, so he put away his phone, got up and got out of the car.

The director, who kept staring eyes and his complexion changed, and was about to curse, was alone in the car.

After Xia Yuan got out of the car, he searched for Han Jue. Those small groups who were exposed to Xia Yuan's sight suddenly became quieter. The content of the chat is subtly replaced with sunshine, sand, and cactus.

After seeing Xia Yuan walking directly towards Han Jue, they felt that things were beginning to develop as expected.

So they watched quietly from the corner of their eyes, while thinking in their hearts:

[Han Jue is going to be unlucky. 】

When Xia Yuan found Han Jue, he saw that Han Jue was sitting by the flower bed with photographer Amanda, chatting and flipping through the script.

If you get closer, you can hear what they are talking about.

"My God, what is this person thinking? A light romantic comedy movie, and he wants to add inappropriate elements of suspense, action, and darkness? This is time travel back to be the savior..." Han Jue Frowning, he flipped through the script with a look of disgust.

"The director should still want to film the struggle of human nature. You know, he never gave up making every movie a literary one. He is too greedy. This is the reason for his failure." Amanda sat next to Han Jue, using her hands Holding his chin, he quietly listened to Han Jue's complaints, expressing a few words of his own opinion from time to time.

"The problem is that he still chooses literature and art. He changed the Western-style wedding that made everyone laugh in the rain into a folk wedding in the Chinese countryside where everyone was happy by the beach. This is a disaster. My mood now is like my My child was suddenly dragged over by someone else for plastic surgery, and it was ugly, but the person said she was so beautiful. I can't take it anymore." Han Jue rubbed his forehead.

"Hahaha." Amanda was amused by Han Jue's description.

After a bit of a laugh, Amanda couldn't help but ask, "That wedding in the rain, when you wrote it, what image came into your mind?"

"This movie is shot in Western style, so the wedding must be a church, a small church is fine. They came out of the church, it was windy and windy, they had to pass uphill stone roads and steps, and people helped each other to climb in the rain. So the scene selection To be in a characteristic town on the mountain. The sky is gloomy, but their costumes are bright. Everyone is wet, but they are all laughing. In the end, the shelter from the rain was blown away by the wind. Everyone fled, and the cake was raining... ..." Han Jue described the picture in his mind without any obstruction.

"Great lens language, very good picture," Amanda nodded, "It feels like you already have a complete fragment in your mind."

"That's right, I wrote it according to the picture in my mind." Han Jue said with a sigh.

"Is there a sub-camera?"

A purely literary script is certainly the cornerstone of filmmaking, but it usually cannot be used directly for filming. Generally, directors will write the ideas in their minds into shot scripts according to the content. Writing a movie storyboard is an important part of turning a literary image into a screen image.

Even the very few directors who dare to act as a script with a few pages of paper will conceive the sub-shots before shooting.

"Hey, isn't this a coincidence? There really is one," Han Jue closed Amanda's script in his hands, pulled the backpack behind him to his front, and then looked down for something, "I'm also the soundtrack engineer and writer of this movie. As for the theme song of the episode, when I was writing an original song, I couldn’t write it without a picture in my mind, so I tried to draw it myself.”

Han Jue took out a storyboard script from his bag and handed it to Amanda.

The strange thing is that Amanda looked at Han Jue with innocent eyes and corners of her mouth, but didn't answer.

Han Jue poked Amanda with the notebook, but she still didn't take it.

Han Juezheng was puzzled, a white and slender hand suddenly stretched out from the side, and took away the sub-scene script.

Han Jue suddenly looked up along his arm, and saw Xia Yuan with a cigarette in his mouth.

Only then did he realize that the voice that asked him in the last sentence if he had a shot was not Amanda's voice, but Xia Yuan's.

"Young man, you've learned quite a lot." Xia Yuan said flatly while looking down at the sub-camera. The cigarette smoke curled up from the butt, making her look like a villain.

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