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Chapter 385(1/2)

Origin

After a few dozen seconds, Xu Rong's voice sounded again and asked, "I said, if we don't come, let's wait until dawn?"

Du Qifeng: "Don't worry, I have a premonition, he will definitely appear."

Xu Rong: "Okay."

After about two hours of touching, Zhao Junkai's sleepy voice came from the intercom: "You guys stare first, I can't hold on anymore. Let's sleep for a while. If someone comes, call me."

"good."

Xu Rong: "I said Lao Zhao, are you not opening the car window?"

Du Qifeng: "Hmm? Old Zhao? Old Zhao?"

Zhao Junkai: "Damn it, why did I say that my eyelids are fighting directly? If you hadn't reminded me, the thief would have disappeared first if he didn't catch me."

Xu Rong: "But if you really lose it, you won't lose it. Your car is more than 800,000 yuan. The urn without diamonds is definitely not as expensive as you."

Du Qifeng: "Hey, why did I hear something broken just now?"

Zhao Junkai: "Oh, I remembered it, but I felt a little dizzy. I was afraid that I would not have time, so I directly smashed the window with the glass nail on the electric rod."

"Luckily Xu Rong, you called me, fuck, I'm scared to death."

The intercom fell into silence again for a moment. The reason why Xu Rong reminded Zhao Junkai was because he felt that he could not sleep at all. First, the space in the car was too narrow, and his arms and legs could not be stretched out at all. Secondly, it was too cold. However, Zhao Junkai yawned for a while after getting in the car, which was completely unreasonable.

Zhao Junkai: "Do you feel that your neck is a little cold, just like someone lying behind his back and blowing breath?"

Du Qifeng: "Did your back beside the air outlet?"

"Ahem."

Zhao Junkai: "Then I'll change my position."

Xu Rong: "Are you still sleepy now?"

Zhao Junkai: "If you are not sleepy, you are not sleepy anymore. It's just too cold. Such a big hole is blowing against the wind."

Xu Rong: "Just be mental."

After a while, Zhao Junkai's voice came again: "Can you smoke?"

Du Qifeng: "It is recommended not to do so, as it will be discovered."

Zhao Junkai: "That's OK."

Xu Rong suddenly heard a little bit of clear noise. He thought the person who was waiting had finally arrived and immediately got up, but the person didn't look at it. Zhao Junkai's voice rang out on the intercom: "Your damn nonsense, you lit a cigar yourself and thought I didn't see it?"

Xu Rong lay back again and listened speechlessly to Du Qifeng's awkward laughter.

"Slightly, if someone passes by, you will find it."

After hearing a "click", Xu Rong asked, "Old Du, you haven't answered my question just now. According to the current progress, how much does it cost to finish the filming?"

Du Qifeng: "It is impossible to take the filming according to the current filming. The main reason is that this plot is too critical, so I was so careful. But after shooting, I guess it will cost about 20 million."

This is not the first time that Xu Rong has become a "producer". He only gave Du Qifeng's crap, but this did not affect his air conditioning sound.

Du Qifeng didn't hear Xu Rong reply for a long time, and asked uncertainly: "Yes, too many?"

Xu Rong: "A little bit, I have an immature idea. I don't know if you want to listen."

Zhao Junkai: "What do you think?"

Xu Rong: "Is there a way to ensure quality without spending money?"

"Hiss." Two sounds of air-absorbing are heard from the walkie-talkie again.

Zhao Junkai: "Xu Rong, you are adapting to your identity transformation too quickly, right? To be honest, even a capitalist like your boss is not as bad as you."

"Ha ha."

After laughing dryly, Xu Rong said, "China is so big, different people have different demands and different opinions on the same thing. This is normal. We must build consensus through communication and consultation. More than 1.4 billion Chinese people think together, work together, work together, and work together, and work together. There is no way to do things that cannot be done or overcome."

Du Qifeng: "What's the use of just shouting slogans? According to your opinion, is it planned to not pay overtime?"

Xu Rong always felt that something was wrong. He couldn't find out what was wrong, but it seemed that after changing the way of chatting, everyone could easily die of chatting, just like Du Qifeng's doubts, he couldn't answer them at all.

Overtime pay?

What kind of weird regulations are this?

Du Qifeng: "Hey, but then again, it's just that you're grinding hard, the actor's performance, light, and lenses will always give people some unexpected and wonderful presentation. I understand why Wang Jiawei took so long to film."

Zhao Junkai: "I'm watching "The Three-Body Problem" recently. I've always thought about it. Have you ever thought about whether this guy Wang Jiawei could be a time traveler?"

Du Qifeng: "What do you say?"

Zhao Junkai: "It's like an ordinary person who traveled to another world. Then, he found that the knowledge he knew was limited to the movies and TV series he usually watched. However, because he was not a practitioner, he didn't know how to tell the actors and had no way to demonstrate. He could only let the actors, lights and photography keep grinding, and finally reached a point that was almost coincidental with the memory in his mind."

Du Qifeng: "He has a lot of materials for shooting, and even if he has taken pictures, he cannot use them in the later stages of cutting."

Xu Rong: "Because of the different cultural soil, the things in his memory don't work in this world, so they have to be cut off?"

Zhao Junkai: "And the verification method is very simple. People's memory ability is limited, and the videos he can remember are limited. If one day he suddenly starts making bad movies, it is the biggest evidence."

Du Qifeng was also confused. Is Wang Jiawei strange?

He has not received particularly professional training, but he has made a big splash as soon as he is a screenwriter. However, this "shock" is still within a reasonable range. He has officially directed it. The first work "Carmen Mong Kok" and the second work "The Legend of Ah Fei".

Zhao Junkai's guess is not unreasonable.

Zhao Junkai: "I strongly recommend dissection, I feel that there must be a big secret in this person."

"Hahaha."

After Xu Rong finished laughing, a thunder suddenly sounded in his mind at a certain moment, and a layer of fine cold sweat broke out from behind.

Is Zhao Junkai really talking about Wang Jiawei?!

Will he be testing himself?!

He didn't know whether Wang Jiawei had any problems, but he was quite clear that his problems were definitely not small.

Anyway, once exposed, even if it is not sliced, the end of immortal imprisonment cannot be avoided.

This is also one of the driving forces for his hard work in the performance.

This technology will make him ignore the existence of the system through hints, and even in a drunk state, he will not think that there seems to be something extraordinary in his body.

On the other hand, when facing his peers, he never squanders his talents, but uses visible and tangible learning and accumulated skills to explain his uniqueness.

He would not deliberately suppress his idea of ​​thinking about "system", because according to the logic of psychology, the more he wanted to deliberately forget something, the deeper the memory was. Just like at this moment, he inferred the possibility that Wang Jiawei was a time traveler according to the logic of a normal person.

Believing in yourself as a normal person is the basic skill of performance, belief and reality!

After a while, when Xu Rong was drowsy, two yelling in unison came from the walkie-talkie: "Someone is here!"

Xu Rong immediately got up, lay on the glass, squinted his eyes and looked at the black parking lot.

But he looked at it for a long time, not to mention people, he didn't even see a ghost.

"I can't see anything, I'm sure I'm here?"

Zhao Junkai: "You can speak softly, my car window will be heard."

"I'm sure I'm here. I've just passed by me. I'm not tall and chubby. It's probably our bus driver, Mad. The grandson of this turtle actually carried two buckets. Can he carry it?"

Xu Rong didn't say anything anymore because Xia Li's position was not particularly good, and he couldn't see the fat driver Zhao Junkai mentioned at all.

However, the discussion between Zhao Junkai and Du Qifeng never stopped.

"Do you want to act now?"

"Don't worry, you can get both the stolen goods."

"No, why didn't he go to the Golden Cup?"

Out of the expectations of Zhao Junkai and Du Qifeng, the figure first worked in front of the bus for a while before coming to Jinbei again.

"I know how to play, I didn't pay attention. I just thought the fuel cost of Jinbei was a bit unreasonable. I didn't expect that he didn't even let the bus go."

Xu Rong understood that the driver also knew a little psychology. If he stole one, he could see that there was something wrong with it. However, he stole every car. As long as the steal was not too outrageous, people who were a little careless might not be able to see it.

"superior?"

"superior!"

As the first strong light shone on the oil mouse, the oil mouse immediately threw down the oil barrel without thinking, turned around and ran towards Xu Rong.

But he only ran two steps, and then the arrival of two other strong lights in different directions made him squint his eyes and stopped.

The next morning, taking advantage of the driver being sent to relevant departments to collect evidence and deal with it, Du Qifeng asked each group to re-report the budget for the future shooting.

Just the moment he saw the result, Xu Rong's understanding of human nature deepened.

Compared to before, it is a total of 1.6 million less!

It's just one fifth of the 8 million that Du Qifeng and Zhao Junkai expected.

But quite reasonable!

Because reducing budgets under this threshold is tantamount to admitting some past behaviors.
To be continued...
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