"Hey, is your injury better?"

During the filming break, Wang Dalun was wearing a sportswear and a pair of extremely fancy red autumn pants underneath, and called his girlfriend by the stove. Speaking of which, Fan Ziyi was also very unlucky. She broke her leg when she was filming on the first day in Guangzhou. Because she was not familiar with anything, she didn't dare to cry. She gritted her teeth and continued to shoot after taking medicine. As a result, she was hit by another arrow on her forehead and a big bag was bulging.

"The bag on the head has faded, but the injuries on the feet have not healed yet. I am afraid that there will be scars and I will not be able to wear skirts at that time." Fan Ziyi said depressed on the phone.

"You have to pay attention, don't eat soy sauce during this period. There is also a specialty pearl powder in the local area. If you buy some to apply, this thing is very useful and will definitely not leave scars in the future."

"The staff here also said this to me. I have asked Sasha to buy it for me today. I will apply it to the evening to see the effect. Hey, by the way, how are you taking photos there?"

"It's okay, but the progress is a little slower. The main reason is that the weather is not very good these days, the wind is strong and it's too cold. After taking pictures of the outdoor scene for a long time, the machine will not be used. I've been shooting indoors these two days."

"You are cold and we are hot here. Now we are still over twenty degrees, and we are sweating all over. Yesterday, Brother Jie made a joke."

"What a joke?" Wang Dalun said curiously, thinking in his mind that this guy should be a big shot again, right?

"I didn't tell you last time that Brother Jie played Bao Zheng, and he had crescents on his forehead. This thing was customized by the crew in Hong Kong with molds. As a result, Brother Jie was sweating all over the film yesterday, and straightened the crescents. He didn't know yet. Do you think it's funny or not?" Fan Ziyi giggled.

Although her relationship with Zhou Jie can only be said to be average, both of them belong to the Huanzhu family after all. Even though Zhou Jie likes to be a big shot, she is still quite polite to her.

Wang Dalun echoed and laughed twice, then asked, "Aren't you busy?"

"I didn't have my show this morning, I didn't even go to the set. I'm now watching TV in my room!"

"Then why didn't I hear the sound of the TV?"

"I turned off the volume. Why do you check my post?"

"How dare I check your post? I just asked casually." Wang Dalun said quickly. He was not bored to check his girlfriend's post.

"Hmph, what about you? What are you doing now?" Fan Ziyi snorted coldly.

"I just finished filming a scene and I was frozen to death and was burning the fire."

"You are so cold there, and it's not here in December now!"

"Nonsense, I told you just now that I can't even take pictures of the outdoor scene. Old Jia also said that it's probably snowing this day."

"It's going to snow?" Fan Ziyi looked in an incredible tone. She likes snow very much because they haven't seen a snow in their hometown in northern Fujian for several years. For this reason, Wang Dalun said that she is just a grass dog. In addition to biting people, she also likes snow. There is a saying that goes, oh, it's just that snow dogs are happy!

"The Luliang Mountain is next to this place. This place is an inland mountainous area and is much colder than the capital. It usually snows in early December." He popularized his girlfriend with some geography knowledge.

"Oh, then you guys are taking photos slowly. Can you come back on New Year's Day?" Fan Ziyi asked again.

"I think it may be choked."

He is reading the revised script these days, and Lao Jia has added a lot of scenes than the original script. What's even more frustrating is that he also likes to play on the spot. Although there is no script, he has a feeling that he will write a scene on the spot and shoot it all day long.

"We will end here in a few days. Next, we will go to Hefei and we will definitely be able to return to the capital before New Year's Day." Fan Ziyi's tone was a little disappointed.

"Oh, by the way, you said there is something delicious in Hefei." But she quickly calmed down and asked again. Wang Dalun just finished filming the true nature of a criminal policeman in Hefei a few years ago.

"Sanhe snacks are pretty good, but I don't know much about the others. I was busy filming at that time and I didn't have time to wander around."

"Tsk!" Fan Ziyi was very dissatisfied with his perfunctory answer, "Hey, you always have Gada, what are you doing?"

"Oh, this is my mother making bell-bottom pants for me again. Do you understand bell-bottom pants?"

Perhaps people born in the 1980s like Fan Ziyi may not understand what bell-bottom pants are, but for people in the late 1960s and early 1970s, bell-bottom pants symbolize an era.

Speaking of which, except for the story background of this movie, and the language is still in Fenyang dialect, Lao Jia still follows the habit of using non-professional actors. Except for Wang Dalun who is a professional actor and Yang Lina has acted in dramas, the rest are not professional actors. For example, Xu, the elder of the art troupe, is played by the avant-garde poet Nishichuan, Liang Jingdong, who plays Zhang Jun, and Song Yongping, who plays electrician Lao Song, also serves as art directors. From producer director Wang Hongwei to deputy director Gu Zheng, almost all members of the crew play roles in the film.

In Lao Jia's words, this is his interest in aesthetics, because he really wants to capture the most natural and realistic state of people. If he uses trained actors, they have received long-term language training, physical training, their language methods, and physical methods, it is difficult to integrate into his documentary methods. An actor who has physical training walks on Fenyang Street, it will be difficult to integrate with this environment, of course, Wang Dalun is an exception.

Wang Hongwei secretly told Wang Dalun that although the total investment in the platform reached 8 million, Lao Jia was determined to make the movie an epic scale. Not only did it take three shots due to different seasons, the entire production traveled through multiple locations, but it also needed to convey the passage of time through constantly changing clothing, hairstyles, pop music, promotional slogans and scene designs. In this way, the funds were still short of money, which was not the uncontrollable use of film. Therefore, in the cast, Lao Jia could only choose from the members of the Youth Experimental Film Group to his circle of friends and collaborators, and of course, a large number of local natives in Fenyang.

For example, Liang Yonghao, the actor who plays Yin Ruijuan's father, is a local policeman in Fenyang, and Hao Youliang, a policeman in Xiaowuli, is played by him. For example, Cui Mingliang's younger brother played by Wang Dalun, and his parents are also natives in Fenyang, a fellow villager of Lao Jia.

But the problem is that compared to Xiao Wu, there are only a few actors, the famous characters on the platform are n times more than Xiao Wu, otherwise how could they be called an epic movie?

With many non-professional actors, Lao Jia is no longer as calm as when filming Xiaowu. He can't say anything like "playing" movies. Every day he has to spend a lot of energy talking to these non-professional personnel.

Of course, he was still as always like a cooked duck, with a stubborn mouth! He said that non-professional actors are not familiar with this profession and need to help them build confidence and make them trust the director and crew, otherwise they will not be able to act in this movie well.

But in fact, when he talks to these people every day, he is like a quarrel, and the noisy things are in the urgent and fast Fenyang dialect. Even Wang Dalun, who speaks Fenyang dialect quite well, sounds difficult, let alone those people who come from the capital.

Before taking advantage of the filming, Lao Jia talked about the show with Liang Jingdong in the yard outside, playing Cui's father and Cui's actors. Yu Liwei, Jacob, and the Japanese producer named Ishiyama San were listening, and I don't know if they could understand. He was too lazy to join in the fun, and he was alone in the room while roasting the fire while calling his girlfriend.

"Cruff!" The door was opened from outside, and Yu Liwei ran over wrapped in a military coat.

"It's still warm inside, it's frozen to death outside." He leaned over to the stove and rubbed his hands to roast the fire. Although he and Jacob were both Hong Kongers, one was in Belgium and the other was in the UK for several years, and he was somewhat resistant to this cold weather.

"What are he talking about?" Wang Dalun hung up his girlfriend's phone and looked into the yard.

"Uh, don't understand."

"I didn't understand why you were joining in the fun, Brother Wei, are there any cigarettes?"

He changed his costume and didn't bring his own 35 cigarettes. He had the same kind of cigarette in his pocket that pinched the filter to match the characteristics of the times. His mouth was full of tobacco.

"Give it!" Yu Liwei took out a pack of white shells and handed him one.

Wang Dalun took a sip and nodded, "The white shell tastes quite mellow."

"This is a special sanwu. The tar content and nicotine are lower than that of Lao Sanwu. Brother, I advise you to change to this in the future, which is healthier." Yu Liwei showed off.

"It's healthier if you don't smoke." Wang Dalun was disgusted with his superiority as a Hong Konger, and turned his eyes and retorted.

"Uh, that's true."

After smoking a cigarette, Director Jia finally communicated with the non-professional actors. When he entered the house, he felt a little warm. Seeing that the time was almost over, he asked inside, "Auntie, are your pants almost done?"

"Okay, it's going to be fine soon!" the old lady said in standard Fenyang dialect. Gada's voice quickly became faster.

"Okay, everyone is more careful, the second game is ready."

Lao Jia predicted that the snowy day had not come, and it began to turn clear the next day.

In the outer room, the old lady was next to the stove. Next to it was a table with four small stools, Wang Dalun, Cui's father and Cui, sat around the table, waiting for dinner.

Cui broke his head when he fought with his classmates, and was wrapped in bandages like a wounded patient. He was wearing a green military uniform. Cui's father, Cui's mother and Wang Dalun were all blue. The clothing styles that were popular in this era and most of the past thirty years were grass green, blue clothes and fur hats. The only difference was that his pants were bell-bottom pants, which was modified by the old lady based on the bell-bottom pants sent by Aunt Zhang Jun from Guangzhou, which indicates that the storm was about to come.

For this reason, he was scolded by Cui's father, saying, "Can workers work on these pants? Can farmers go to the fields?"

His response was, "I am a literary worker and I don't do this job."

Generally speaking, Cui's father was strict in governing his two sons, but the eldest son occasionally had to talk back, and the younger son could only listen with his head down and listen honestly.

The noodles were cooked, and the old lady first served a bowl for Cui's father, the head of the family. This was the rule, and then Wang Dalun. Cui's father was searching for his youngest son's schoolbag and had no time to eat.

In the past, the head of a family did not move the chopsticks according to the rules, and no one else could move first. However, Wang Dalun grew up and worked, and was a literary worker. He was a brain worker. He was very repulsive to the rules and started eating it first.

It is said that Shanxi people make noodles. The old lady’s skills are nothing. They are all hand-rolled noodles made by the old lady. Take two spoonfuls of sauce, pour some sesame oil, some vinegar, and mix it. Then, stir-fry a large pot of cabbage slices. The slices of meat are fat, thin, and fat, and they are all fried in the oil. They taste so fragrant.

Cui's father took out an iron ruler from Cui's schoolbag.

"What are you doing with an iron ruler? Hit someone?"

The iron ruler was decisively confiscated.

The father scolded his younger brother, but Wang Dalun just pretended that he didn't hear it and ate the noodles on his own.

Cui's father took out another villain's book and cursed: "Little Man's book, how big are you?"

Looking at the cover, I flipped through it and read the words on the cover, "Camellia girl, what is Camellia girl?"

As a literary worker at home, Wang Dalun replied: "The woman who sells camellia is called a camellia girl."

Cui's father turned on it and looked at the introduction on the first page. After reading it, he frowned.

"Click!" Lao Jia stopped.

"Uncle, read this introduction."

There is no script in this script and it was not mentioned before filming, but now everyone has gradually begun to get used to Lao Jia's work style, which requires changing the show from time to time.

"I know." Cui's father nodded.

"Start again, n!"

The words in the introduction are a bit like Cui’s father is in his fifties, and his eyes are already a little old-fashioned. He holds the book of villains and reads word by word: "Through Margaret's unfortunate life and tragic ending, the entire exposes the sins and moral hypocrisy of the bourgeoisie."

If you pronounce this passage in Mandarin, you may not feel anything, but it feels a bit funny in Fenyang dialect and Cui's unique tone.

"The heroine Margaret was born in a miserable and was forced to live a life and became a prostitute on the streets of Paris and returned to Paris! She also became a prostitute!"

Cui's father threw the villain's book hard on the table and slapped his younger son's back.

The youngest son had a stubborn temper, but he didn't dare to talk back, so he could only stand up angrily and stop eating.

Wang Dalun glanced at the noodles in the mixing bowl, and said to Cui's father: "Eat it." He persuaded him in disguise.

But he looked a little disdainful. From the moment his father criticized his bell-bottom pants, he believed that there was a generation gap with the previous generation. His father criticized his younger brother for watching camellia girls because this story depicted a prostitute on the streets of Paris, which was something that the older generation could not accept. But he did not realize that this was not just a generation gap, but a clear crack in the politics, culture and history of this era.

The camera stand is at the door, which is a mid-lens. In fact, from the start of the computer to the present, the shooting is basically long-lens and long-range lenses, just like the mid-lens used today. Moreover, Lao Jia also has extremely limited the motion composition of the camera, without close-ups and handheld cameras.

This is the brand new shooting technique that Lao Jia claimed before the start of the filming. According to him, this is to objectively display the things they exist in front of him and maintain a distance observation.

Respect all kinds of things that occur in a specific time and space, freely allow events to be displayed without interference, do not control the audience's gaze and maintain their viewing autonomy. This is a film language that is equal, respects individuals, and desires freedom.

Although he said so well-sounding, everyone knew in his heart that he was paying tribute to his idol Hou Hsiao-hsien.

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Chapter completed!