November 8th, morning.

Today is the 50th anniversary of the West Film Studio. To celebrate, we specially chose Studio No. 1 in the old factory area of ​​the West Film Studio, where countless classic films were produced, as the venue. It has been converted into a stage scene. We invited a group of

Journalists, celebrities from all walks of life, colleagues who have worked with Xi Film Studio, etc.

The scene was really quite impressive.

But the celebration only started in the evening.

During the day, some staff preparing for the celebration are busy here.

The originally deserted Xiying Studio suddenly became lively.

In Studio No. 3, which is about a hundred meters away from Studio No. 1, Xu Xin and Zhang Yimou were standing on the wooden floor of the studio chatting.

"For the atmosphere of this movie, I plan to use a more thrilling theme."

Looking at Zhang Yimou, who was frowning and thinking, Xu Xin pointed to the brightly lit restaurant setting in front of him.

"Maybe use a darker filter, lower the light, and oh~~~"

He gestured with his hands and simulated the feeling in his mouth:

"The whole table, the exquisite tableware, the delicious food, etc., look very warm. But there are no other lights. Once you step out of the spotlight range, it will be dark. Even if someone comes over, they will always hear this first.

A sound..."

After stepping on the wooden floor and making a hollow sound, Xu Xin continued:

"Listen to the sound first. The sound may need to be processed later."

"Surround it?"

Zhang Yimou's words immediately received Xu Xin's nod:

"Yes! Surrounded by it, it's like a beast hiding in the dark roaring menacingly. Every footsteps means something bad is going to happen, but no one can hear where the sound is coming from.

, and can’t see through this layer of darkness.”

"..."

Following Xu Xin's description, Zhang Yimou didn't say a word. He just left the range of the light and squinted his eyes, standing on the edge of the set room and looking around.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the interrogation room waiting to be illuminated.

"After it becomes bright, don't exaggerate the atmosphere, but turn it into a real horror?"

"Yes! The interrogation room must be brightly lit, especially if there is a scene that destroys Li Ningyu's self-esteem. Does the script say that Takeda asked Li Ningyu to get naked? I communicated with the director and used shadowless lighting, which is clean and pure.

"

"But it also seems more ruthless and cruel."

Looking up at the lights in the interrogation room, which were obviously more numerous than those in other sets, Zhang Yimou nodded slightly while standing in the interrogation room.

It seems that he is very satisfied with the way Xu Xin handled it.

But I didn’t boast either.

But after carefully visiting every corner, he came to his conclusion:

"The atmosphere of ambiguity in the room between Li Ningyu and Gu Xiaomeng is still a bit strong. If you want to be ambiguous, you will lose warmth. In the relationship between the two of them, the ambiguity is the embellishment, and the warmth is more like this cold and heartless palace.

The fire in it is enough to warm people's hearts..."

Having said this, he paused, shook his head helplessly, and lowered his voice:

"If you want to fight for beauty, it's not like this. She is in the golden age of a woman. What does Yang Mi mean? She is a girl who has not yet grown. If you use too much force, you will definitely lose. Instead, it is better to be more natural and use family affection.

On this road, the gap will be shorter than that of ambiguity."

"..."

If anything else, Xu Xin must be open-minded and accept the teachings.

But he obviously doesn't agree with this.

"I think there is no more beautiful girl than her in the world."

"..."

Zhang Yimou, who had eaten a handful of dog food for nothing, twitched the corners of his mouth:

"Do you know what beauty is in the eye of the beholder?"

"Even if I'm not a lover, I still think Yang Mi is the most beautiful in the world! What do you think?"

"..."

Zhang Yimou was even more speechless.

My heart says I don’t want my feelings, I want you to feel them.

He shook his head slightly:

"It's up to you whether you want to or not. Your butt is even bent to Erligang! If you want to say this, go to Yang Mi and tell me what to say?"

Xu Xin laughed naively.

"Listen, you've already spoken, why don't I listen..."

Zhang Yimou was even more speechless. After looking at him angrily, he felt a little relieved. Putting aside the movie or... the real situation, he felt that Xiao Xu was good like this.

In the eye of the beholder, beauty is what comes out, right?

Nothing wrong with it.

So, after going around in a circle and turning around all the set rooms of "The Wind", the two of them also walked to the door.

As soon as I went out, a cold wind blew over me.

Xu Xin took out a cigarette from his down jacket and heard Zhang Yimou ask:

"What position has been assigned to you?"

"Deputy director of the Actors' Troupe of the Art Creation Center. Formal employment contract with establishment."

"Um……"

Hearing this, Zhang Yimou was relieved.

Xu Xin thought for a while and suddenly asked:

"Director Zhang, there are many seniors here today... Do I have to come in advance to say hello later?"

Unexpectedly, after Zhang Yimou heard this, he immediately gave his completely opposite answer:

"When they come to know you, don't take the initiative to say hello."

"...Is it appropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate? What qualifications do you have now? Apart from the Olympics, there is nothing except a "secret", right? As for the people who came today, those who deserve to win awards have won awards, and the status that deserves status has been made clear.

If you go to meet people, will they remember your name?"

Looking at the somewhat astonished Xu Xin, Zhang Yimou crossed his arms, looked at the familiar factory area in front of him, shook his head and said:

"So, it's not necessary. If you can't get up in the future, people won't remember you. And if you get up, thinking about you taking the initiative to greet them politely today, who will have that kind of mentality after the passage of time?

I can't control it either. Maybe if you don't offend him due to the contrast, he will think you are a villain...

People are so weird sometimes. So, it’s not necessary. To be a director, you have to have the demeanor of a director. What’s more, you are not short of money. Even investors can’t make you bow your head. A group of old people who have half of their bodies buried in the ground.

Guy, why are you so diligent?"

"...??????"

Xu Xin was dumbfounded.

"Is there such a thing?...hidden rules?"

"It's not a hidden rule, it's just the experience I've gained from living till now."

I unscrewed the thermos cup in my hand, and the water in the cup filled with smoke in the cold wind.

The middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap took a sip of jasmine tea at a suitable temperature, and his tone was calm and calm:

"In the final analysis, it's nothing more than friends talking about friendship and business talking about interests. If you really need help, just give him what he wants. He is not only a friend, but also a friend. If you can't give him what he wants, he is still a stranger. You go and show your humility.

What's the gesture for?"

As he spoke, he shook his head, as if to seal the coffin, and put the thermos cup on again:

"Your future lies with the audience, not here."

"……understood."

After taking two puffs of cigarette, Xu Xin nodded:

"What should I do if someone comes to say hello to me?"

"..."

Zhang Yimou looked strangely in his eyes.
To be continued...