Chapter 357 Director

The dancing person is called Wang Yabin.

Among the two dancers who ate tofu yesterday, Han Qiao was among the two dancers.

Looking around, Zhang Ziyi's costume was gorgeous, with red lips, sitting in a small stool, and holding her chin with one hand watching the show.

Han Qiao looked despised.

After all, it's the starring actor, that's it?

"Miss Zhang, what's wrong?" the dance teacher asked in confusion.

This scene is the essence of "The Ambush on Ten" and Zhang Ziyi practiced hard for two months just for today, but her breath was unstable at this time.

"It's okay." Zhang Ziyi's face was cold. Han Qiao looked so naked. She glared at her eyes unwillingly and raised her head proudly.

Han Qiao didn't despise her.

She insisted on just sitting safely.

"I'm going to play soon, and my breath must be stable."

"Okay, thank you Teacher Wang."

……………………

"This woman."

It's too arrogant.

It's completely different from the grassland.

"Han Qiao, if it were you, how would you plan to shoot this scene?" Zhang Yimou followed Han Qiao's gaze and his face twitched.

Han Qiao is a good young director, but she is too unemployed and addicted to women.

Such a good seedling cannot be wasted.

Thinking of this.

Zhang Yimou looked serious and pointed at the monitor, emphasizing: "This scene is an important part of Xiaomei and Captain Liu."

Such an important role.

Han Qiao definitely won’t do it. It will be natural for him to persuade him at that time.

Relax and lean back.

Zhang Yimou glanced at him. Even if Han Qiao made a movie worth over 100 million, he could still guide his own level.

"If it was me."

Han Qiao looked at the monitor.

Zhang Yimou debuted as a photographer. His personal style is very strong, with strong colors and visual conflicts, expressing emotions and human nature.

Let's talk about this scene.

Zhang Zi's clothes are flaming red lips, plum blossoms are lit between his eyebrows, and the luxurious and elegant palace skirt sets off his white and tender skin.

He has a graceful figure, long sleeves and good at dancing, and is so beautiful.

but.

If you were filming this scene by yourself, you would probably have all been cut.

It has nothing to do with the plot at all.

Just to show the beauty of Zhang Ziyi, I wasted 5 minutes.

"Brother Zhang, if it were me to shoot, I would focus on my little sister's dance."

"Show our Chinese classical culture."

"The way is right."

Han Qiao still has two tricks, and his idea is right.

Zhang Yimou gave Han Qiao an intercom: "Han Qiao, come on this scene."

"I'll do it?" Han Qiao was really surprised.

Lao Toozi's movies have too strong style, except for him.

There is only one person in the world who can photograph his style.

Or say.

Copy his style!

This is an opportunity.

Han Qiao's mind was very fast, and he had an idea in an instant, pretending to joke: "Brother Zhang, you are the director of this movie."

"This is so lazy."

Looking at Lao Taozi's expression as usual, Han Qiao was careless: "I only have one job and two jobs, that won't happen."

"This is the reason." Zhang Yimou looked serious and teased in his heart: "This kid is indeed arrogant."

I'll ask you to try it.

You're still panting.

The serious face smiled and joked, "What do you think you should do?"

"this."

Han Qiao paused and said with a smile: "You have to add more money!"

Zhang Yimou's expression remained unchanged, groping his beard, and he really thought about it seriously.

Han Qiao waved his hand and smiled, "Don't worry, Brother Zhang, I don't want US dollars."

"Not everyone has the artistic level of Brother Zhang, your movie style."

"One word, difficult!"

Thumbs upright.

Zhang Yimou looked at Han Qiao's performance, and at this time he also recalled that Han Qiao's sugar-coated shells were obviously something, and he said funny: "Don't, I can't stand the flattery of Han's big mouth cannon."

"Not a flattery."

"Brother Zhang, I am a person who is not very conscientious and always talks about things." Han Qiaode was not red and his heart was not beating: "Brother Zhang, why don't we make a bet?"

Zhang Yimou was alert: "Han Qiao, you're a little..."

"Exaggerated."

"What's the matter?"

Han Qiao sat upright and sincerely invited: "Brother Zhang, I have a martial arts movie, Embroidered Chundao, I want to ask Brother Zhang to be the artistic director of this movie."

Afraid that Zhang Yimou would not agree, Han Qiao was weak: "Brother Zhang, you know that Director Chen has an objection to me. If I can't make this movie well, I will have no place to deal with myself in the director circle."

"That's it?" Zhang Yimou saw Han Qiao so serious, but he didn't expect it to be so simple. It would be a good idea to defeat Lao Chen.

He weighed it and said: "Art guidance is no problem."

"The problem is..." Zhang Yimou paused, pointed to the monitor, and said seriously: "You must shoot this scene with satisfactory results."

Zhang Yimou decided to teach Han Qiao a little lesson.

Don't always be addicted to women!

"no problem."

Han Qiao agreed immediately.

He didn't really want Zhang Yimou to guide Xiuchundao, but he was mainly jealous of Lao Mouzi's relationship of fighting overseas for so many years.

Once you get on the pirate ship, it will be easier then.

The bet was reached.

Han Qiao took office and the second day after joining the group, she became the interim director of "The Ambush on Ten".

It is the strongest in history!

Zhang Yimou handed over the "walkie" that symbolized the director's authority to Han Qiao.

Holding your arms, retreating to the second line.

"Ten-sided Ambush" is Zhang Yimou's senior team.

There are more than 200 crew members in total, and there are more than 80 people in this scene. The dispatch of so many personnel is a big problem.

Han Qiao was not in a hurry to film.

Carrying the walkie-talkie: "The heads of various departments went to the director's office for a meeting."

Within a few minutes.

The heads of major groups looked at each other and looked at Zhang Yimou.

What's going on?

Han Qiao is going to direct this scene.
To be continued...