Chapter 207
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Qin Guan waved his hands. "Sister Xue, did you forget that I worked with Zhang Yang on Sunflower? What did he say about me? "
"What did he say? I didn't know about that." Sister Xue played dumb.
Qin Guan touched his forehead helplessly. "Did you forget? He patted me on the shoulder and remained silent for a long time.
"After holding it in for a long time, he finally said it was a pity. I was puzzled, and then he told me the truth."
"My image is not suitable for the directors of his generation."
"That's Zhang Yang's original words. The directors of his generation either pursued the essence of the story and focused on techniques, while the actors were just foils. Otherwise, they were obsessed with realism and focused on the grassroots. "
"The directors on the business path are still lying in the mud. They haven't found their way out yet."
"In Zhang Yang's words, my image is a gift from the Creator. I have nothing to do with the nobodies they want to shoot."
"If you take Huang Bo with you, I think he will be very popular. If you take me with you, won't you be mocking those people who are still filming underground movies? Won't you hurt their confidence?"
Huang Bo was taking pleasure in Qin Guan's misfortune. Qin Guan, who had always won the competition with his good looks, was now being criticized. Huang Bo felt really good about it.
In less than five minutes, Qin Guan had dragged her down with him.
"Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about? I'm an actor, too. Do you know what an actor is? "
Looking at Huang seriously, Qin Guan said, "You have to go to the party. Gold will always shine. You will definitely be able to ride the waves of the east wind! "
Huang Bo was startled by Qin Guan's seriousness. They were still staring at each other meaningfully when Sister Xue decided to go with them.
We can't afford to provoke the mainstream entertainment circle, but we can hide from them. We'll go to the new generation of directors.
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It was a chilly night in 798, and the cold Industrial Street was reflected in the white moonlight.
Reinforced concrete and old parts intertwined. Even the small midnight snack cart at the end of the street couldn't warm it up.
Zhang Yuan spat out the dust raised by the speeding truck. He took the braised food and beer in a simple plastic bag and headed for his secret base.
There were also a few bad friends who were as hungry as he was, waiting for him to return from his midnight foraging.
It was silent in the narrow corridor of the warehouse. Zhang Yuan walked straight to the only light at the end of the corridor.
Suddenly, the dazzling headlights of a car lit up behind him, causing him to turn his head and use his hands to block the shadows in front of him, trying to see who was in the car.
Noticing Zhang Yuan, the driver turned off the engine. Sister Xue stuck her head out from the passenger seat and asked Zhang Yuan loudly, "Is Warehouse 1122 in the 798 area here?"
Zhang Yuan nodded unconsciously. Three people got out of the truck, two men and a woman.
He vigilantly looked at the few people who were getting closer and judged the distance between him and the base camp. It was said that the workers who worked the night shift here had been robbed several times by the Male and Female Bandits. It seemed that his luck was not good today. The Male and Female Bandits had brought their underlings. He estimated that he would not be able to escape even if he had wings.
Zhang Yuan took a deep breath and was about to beg his brothers and sisters to spare his life. However, as they got closer and closer to him, he became absent-minded.
The silver moonlight shone on his back, casting a slender figure on the bumpy road. His cheeks were bathed in the faint moonlight, making him look like an ethereal immortal.
It was said that every director had a romantic heart and an infinite imagination. Zhang Yuan only needed 0.01 seconds to convince himself.
"Is it a human or a ghost? Is it a monster or an immortal? "
Huang Bo followed Sister Xue and started to flatter Zhang Yuan. "A director is really different. Even his greetings are so creative and unique."
Zhang Yuan coughed awkwardly to cover up his gaffe. "Are they Zhang Yang's friends? Before the movie started, he told us that they were friends who had worked with him before. He wanted to show us what it meant to be an exclusive actor of a commercial film director."
"You guys come with me. That group of people is very curious. Zhang Yan didn't bring his DV. They all think he's bluffing. "
Zhang Yuan turned on his machine gun mode. "F * ck! I finally believe him. He didn't lie. What's your name? Qin Guan! You have the same name as an ancient scholar. "
"That's a good name. You are a pretty face in a bad film. You are the face of all commercial films."
How could he praise someone like that?
"Those actors haven't even started to show off their acting skills. As long as your face appears on the big screen, it will be fun. It will be fun. Men and women, young and old, they won't have time to watch the film. They are all waiting for you. "
"No, no! Why am I so excited? When did we become so vulgar? Why do we only care about the box office? "
Blah, blah, blah. Even though it was only a hundred meters away, Zhang Yuan's mouth was like a Gatling gun, talking non-stop.
The starving men in the warehouse heard Zhang Yuan's voice from afar.
"That guy! It seems that they met someone and came back together, and it's the kind of person that Zhang Yuan is interested in. "
"Heavens, please spare me! Someone give me earplugs tonight, or I'll be deaf! "
"Don't talk. Don't answer him. He's coming. Be quiet."
Suddenly, the people around the teetering table quieted down, as if their mouths had been sealed by an OK cord.
All that was left was the swaying yellow light bulb on the ceiling of the warehouse, telling of the loneliness and sorrow.
The door was pushed open. Zhang Yuan placed the beer and side dishes on the table. Then he picked up a large porcelain jar and gulped down half a cup of cold water.
Pointing at Qin Guan and the others, Zhang Yuan introduced them to Zhang Yang as if they were old acquaintances. "Come and have a look! This is the man that Director Zhang often mentions to us. He is a fighter in a vase that only exists in heaven. How many times have we heard of him in the human world? He is Qin Guan!"
Suddenly, Zhang Yuan realized that the warehouse was still quiet. He put down the jar in confusion and saw everyone staring at him, who was standing under the dim light bulb, as if they had been petrified.
Zhang Yang, who had worked with Qin Guan before, was the first to break the silence.
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