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Kowloon City Village.

The bumpy bluestone pavement, sewage flows across the river and garbage piles up, looks very chaotic. The houses are lined up, plastic sheds, and clothes rails block the sky and block the sun.

call!

A huge shadow passed by, and the people around him were used to the sudden huge noise, and they were busy with their own things and didn't care.

“This affects rest.”

The tall and thin Wang Jiawei raised his head and turned to look at the numb people. He asked the thin and slim man wearing a flower shirt next to him with compassion: "Isn't the government responsible?"

The man in the flower shirt held the open collar and slapped the phoenix, wiped his sweat beads with his hands, and curled his lips when he heard the sound, "This is Kowloon City Walled City."

"Jiulong City..." Wang Jiawei rated the word "Part 1" and seemed to be more three-dimensional.

"This is the Hong Kong Island area where the dirt and dirt are intertwined here. The government controls it? It does not belong to the Hong Kong and British government. If you really want to say it, please ask the Qing Dynasty whether it is in charge."

The man in the flower shirt teased with a sarcastic look on his face, "I think there must be no extradition regulations between the ghost guys and the Qing Dynasty. The tycoons can't control the matter here. Besides, we don't need them to manage it. To be honest, if we really want to talk about patriotism, we are the country and loyal to the country. We will never let foreigners take a step. The leftists outside you are at most a 25-year-old. It is said that the ghost guys are going to demolish the place... I, Lao Dou, may have a demolition payment, and I can't just jump into the sky, abalone and lobster."

Wang Jiawei was speechless in front of this possible "demolition second generation".

He didn't understand the people from Kowloon City, but he was touched in his heart.

"Let's go, my boss asks me to take you around. Let's first say that I will help you solve the problem when you are shooting movies here. But you must abide by the order here. Watch less, talk less, run around less, and talk less. If you abide by the rules and cause less trouble, then this place is safe like the Governor's Mansion. Otherwise..."

The flowery shirt waved to the crew behind him, and finally the voice became smaller and smaller.

"Order, rule."

Wang Jiawei watched the crew follow one after another, turned around and looked at the chaotic city wall. This word was particularly ironic, but it was so harmonious. In the outside world, he had heard a lot of chaos in the Jiulong city wall, but he didn't expect that the people here thought that this place was safer than outside.

Looking at many of the flowing orioles dressed in explicit costumes and combing the clouds and shaving the moon, there are some descriptions in Wang Shifu's "The West Chamber". There are also down-to-earth hawkers carrying shoulder poles and rushing to the food street to sell, just like the coachman in Lao She's writing, there are also women who are swaying on the bed sheets and hang clothes upstairs, like the mosquito blood metaphored by Zhang Ailing, there are also boys who are wandering in the air, and there are also children who are running around with toys and bare butts.

Linlin is full of people.

Wang Jiawei seemed to have begun to understand the Jiulong City Village. This is not a dragon pond, a tiger's den, a demon confusion, and a lifestyle here.

He suddenly understood why Wu Xiaozu chose to film "Suspect" here.

Perhaps, if you find a place in Hong Kong Island to make people believe that there is such a relationship in the story, then he might think of Kowloon Walled City.

A small town that has been demonized but has grown independently, within the wall.

…

Bluestone building, banquet living room.

In the black shrine, the black and red Master Guan Er held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which was majestic. The sandalwood fragrance exuded a faint fragrance, covering up some of the tobacco smell in the house.

"Dongdong..."

On the first seat was a rich old man wearing a charcoal-black double-breasted tand-buttoned gown with a rosy face and a pair of top-quality lion-headed walnuts with excellent looks and jade-like luster.

"Of course there is no problem with filming in Kowloon City."

The rich old man stopped the walnut in his hand, his smile was simple and kind, but his words were filled with clinging, "I have lived here for decades, but few great directors come here to film.

There was a movie "The Cities Out of the City" two years ago. This year, the north signed a cooperation agreement with the ghost man and decided to demolish the place. Now the city is too chaotic and things are not easy to do. I can help me naturally, but... hehe! I have lived there for decades, but I have to leave my hometown. I don’t know how many more coffin books I liked were left outside..."

The old man’s words are the complaints of the Chinese resurrection, but the gongs and drums are heard, and the sounds are listened to.

In the next chapter, Wu Xiaozu held the tea and listened quietly with a smile, not commenting on the words in front of him, and looking at his nose and mouth. This matter is not suitable for him to stand out unless... he wants to jump back to the tycoon of the world from director Siqianwan.

"Thank you, Uncle Dog."

Xiang Sheng put on his glasses and his eyes brushed over Wu Xiaozu. Seeing him smiling at him, he paused and took the box handed by the driver, "Uncle Dog, I know that your old man is about to celebrate his 70th birthday, so I specially asked someone to give him a golden birthday peach."

The golden longevity peach is not small in size and has a low value.

When filming in Jiulong City, I really think it's just a lip touching the lower lip? Wang Xianxian always cares about blowing, hiding, biting, and adding more than a dozen tricks, let alone making a living on other people's territory.

What is human kindness?

This is human kindness.

If you take care of others, you must give your own reward. This kind of thing is called bribery for officials, commercial kickbacks, and the current one is called "protection fee"! You can't get on the table, but no one can do it.

Sure enough, as soon as the golden longevity peach was presented, the rich old man's smile became much more friendly in an instant, and he no longer had a look of control.

...

The crew members were busy and were in a hurry.

Qiu Litao held a cigarette in his mouth and threw it to Wang Jiawei. He was also very curious about the helper Wu Xiaozu brought over to him in front of him.

He could see clearly that from himself to Liu Weiqiang, to Luo Lixian and Ye Weixin, every person whom Zu Ge picked up and promoted him would eventually be trained to be the only one.

Didn’t I shoot a movie called “The Legend of the Beautiful Girl” because of this? Liu Weiqiang became the successor of the “Young and Dangerous” series. The gentle and white-faced scholar in front of me obviously also has something that my brother valued.

"So surprised?" Qiu Litao shook the golden retriever dyed in gold.

Wang Jiawei looked at the non-mainstream hippie with a long hair shawl in front of him and said in a word, "It may be the first time I really entered the crew. I realized that the work here is very complicated. This is not the same as I imagined."

"Ha, what do you imagine?"

Old man Qiu Litao squatted and stumbled the cigarette in his mouth and joked, "You don't think the director walked into the set slowly, and then threw a draft script to the actor, telling the other party, I want you to perform the feeling above, right? Haha..."

Wang Jiawei blinked, thinking.

"The director is like the head of a company. All departments need to cooperate closely and communicate with each other. Every link, even if the tea is not delicious, will affect the status of the entire crew.

Movies are artistic and have a beautiful and white side, but when filmmakers create artistic images, they have to abandon this kind of beautiful and white snow and deal with these things down to earth.

Brother Zu told me that directors not only need you to observe this society with your eyes, but also need you to use your wise eyes to discover the greatest potential of the main creators. Accumulation is the greatest wealth of a filmmaker." Qiu Litao shared with Wang Jiawei with his directorial experience.

Pointing at the rows of buildings, "The government has decided to demolish the place. I heard it will be converted into a park. Maybe later people will never know about Kowloon City again."

Wang Jiawei did not drink Qiu Litao's chicken soup.

Think about it, how immunity is the director who is a screenwriter?

The reason why Wang Jiawei was able to grow into a big pit is naturally because he had a unswerving shameless spirit! He must have a slutty belief that he has been focused on and has been determined to not wear bandages.

Where can one or two bowls of chicken soup be filled with confusion?

Looking at the strange and curious Jiulong City Village in front of him, Wang Jiawei's eyelids drooped and his eyes turned.

Don’t think that someone has low emotional intelligence when it comes to losing money. If you really have that low emotional intelligence, Wang Jiawei will not become a big shot in making money in art films and will lead to the company.

People like Liu Dehua who specialize in filming commercial films opened a sky film company, but in the end they were famined. I think Wang Jiawei is indeed a qualified businessman.

"Then why not shoot a documentary recording the Kowloon City??" Wang Jiawei reminded lightly.

“Documentary??”

"The ready-made crew, the machines on the scene, and the people on the scene." Wang Jiawei leaned his fingers and his eyes were eager to try, "Maybe Director Wu would agree... maybe."

"You can try it." Qiu Litao's eyes lit up, "Just treat it as a movie behind the scenes."

Wu Xiaozu would not have thought that the two deputy directors he appointed were now thinking about shooting a documentary about Kowloon City.

When non-mainstream cult director Qiu Litao met the petty-bourgeois art young man Wang Jiawei, a different spark was created.

…

Wu Xiaozu was a white T-shirt and frosted retro jeans, which were simple and low-key, and ignored the surrounding environment.

Wang Jiawei, behind him, looked at the people in front of him who were stopping and watching, and looked at the people in front of him with thoughtful eyes.

"Walking up from here, there is an open aisle that meets the scene requirements in the script. Brother Zu, look here..."

Qiu Litao tied his ponytail and carried an electronic speaker in sweat, leading Wu Xiaozu to the shooting scene. "Brother Zu, you can set up a camera seat here, just in time to shoot a panoramic view. You can also place a camera seat there for misalignment shooting."

"kindness."

Wu Xiaozu nodded. After the initial survey and re-examination, the main scenes required for "The Suspect" have been selected. In addition to Kowloon City, there are several other scenic spots outside.

"What's the light here? How to fill up the light? Are you expecting it?"

Wu Xiaozu asked Qiu Litao casually, then squatted down without any scruples, raised the camera to adjust the focal length and aperture, and took a photo. Wu Xiaozu imitated the camera push and pull lens through the camera aperture and tried the imaging effect.

"I've tried it with Brother Lin before, no problem."

Ao Zhijun walked downstairs and said with a smile: "I know you have high requirements, we have designed several plans."

Beside Wu Xiaozu, the tall and thin Wang Jiawei with glasses followed behind him with paper and pen. Seeing Wu Xiaozu's actions, he couldn't help but secretly ask Qiu Litao beside him: "Director Wu, why do you need a camera?"

"The camera's focal circle can simulate the camera and can view the depth of field and aperture effects at the same time," explained Qiu Litao.

Wang Jiawei suddenly realized and wrote down the knowledge points on paper and pen.

The four of them walked up the stairs and faced them with a group of porters moving construction waste downstairs.

"Brother Zu." Su Liyao greeted Wu Xiaozu with a smile.

“How is the progress?”

"It's only after the landlord can he allow the room to be renovated for double the price."

Su Liyao smiled and said, "Now it's time to finish the steps. In the room next to you, Zou Lin brought a person to try the lighting effect."

The heroine's room is very simple, it is just to show the characteristics of the woman's room. The prop set quickly completed the arrangement of the room.
To be continued...