I'm a Director, I'm Not Bad Chapter 73

   Chapter 73 071. Her Tenderness

  Yang Mi didn't go back to the room with Xu Xin.

   It's not that she's afraid.

   Because of some personal reasons.

   After Xu Xin returned to the room, she immediately received a text message from her:

   "I'm going to wash my face first, you wait for me for a while."

"good."

   After replying, Xu Xin also went to take a shower.

   At first I thought it would be almost done when I came out, but when I checked my phone, the other party hadn't replied yet.

  He lay down directly and turned on the TV.

  When the TV is turned on, there is a sports channel, which seems to be a football column.

  Xu Xin doesn't watch football, so he doesn't know much about it.

   But men's love for sports channels is inherent. If nothing else, let's talk about Xu Daqiang. He especially likes to sleep while watching snooker games.

  The slow commentary tone of the host, combined with the regular crashing sound of billiards, is better than sleeping pills.

   And it just so happened that today's show, according to the two hosts who don't know it, is it the Champions League round of 16 or something.

  Real Madrid v Arsenal.

  The two hosts are all optimistic about the Galaxy Battleship.

  Xu Xin knows this, it seems that there is something... Maradona or Ronaldo.

  I can't remember the name for a while.

  Anyway, it is said that the strongest players in the world are in this team.

   He obviously didn't know him, but he just lay on the bed and watched.

  I felt that the lights on the roof were a bit dazzling, so I turned off the lights...

   Then, there is no more.

   "I finished washing my face."

   "Let me tell you, I feel like I'm dreaming now. Although you really didn't lie to me, I still feel like I'm dreaming."

   "Why did you suddenly join?"

   "What about the torch? Can you tell me?"

   "Did I look very strange just now? I'm sorry, mainly because I was confused."

   "I'm so happy for you, really, 100% happy for you, but I think I was acting weird just now."

   "Even a little inferior."

"…Are you there?"

   "Xu Xin?"

"Are you asleep?"

   "Okay, good night."

   "One last thing, come on! Xu Xin, you must be the best!"

   This is the information that Xu Xin saw early in the morning.

   And looked at the time, it was not yet 6:30.

  He didn't know if Yang Mi got up, so he replied:

   "I fell asleep last night, did you wake up?"

   After washing up, Yang Mi didn't reply.

  Xu Xin probably didn't get up.

  He didn't continue to send messages to disturb people's dreams. He went directly to the restaurant and had breakfast, then changed into a set of shorts and short sleeves and walked out the door.

  The hotel has a gym.

   This is written on the menu.

  Coach Yufei sent him a fitness plan and formulated a muscle-building recipe. In addition, action tutorials are carefully attached.

  But they are all aerobic exercises, there are very few equipment areas, and after each movement, there is a warning saying "don't overtrain, it is easy to cause muscle dissolution".

  Obviously worried that he would engage in a lot of exercise.

  Fitness is a persistent exercise.

  After forming a habit, in fact, if you don't practice for a few days, you will feel uncomfortable all over your body. What's more, he doesn't have a girlfriend yet, if he can't vent his boundless energy...

  Well, whoever is holding back feels uncomfortable.

  So he chose to go to the hotel gym for a while.

   Practice for an hour.

   He was the first customer, and the gym was empty.

   But everything is quite complete.

   There's even half a basketball court.

  I don't know what the floor below the basketball court is, so I can endure the noise that day.

   After warming up, he got on the treadmill first and ran for three kilometers.

  After I felt that my whole body was moving, I started to practice on the yoga mat according to the few action pictures of Coach Yufei in my memory.

  What burpees, planks and the like.

  Let's not talk about it… It's obviously just aerobic, but Xu Xin soon saw sweat.

One hour.

  He walked out of the gym covered in sweat.

  Going back to the house and taking a shower, I found that Yang Mi hasn't replied yet...

   How long did you sleep for?

   Don't have to play today?

  He was a little puzzled, but it was almost time now, so he hurried downstairs.

  First floor.

   "Xiao Xu."

  As soon as Xu Xin came out, he heard Wei Lanfang.

  Turning around, I found that they were all the main creators, but Director Zhang, Director Zhang Wu, and Director Cheng Xiaodong were not there.

   "Morning Wei, good morning."

   He said hello.

   Wei Lanfang was taken aback for a moment, and asked in bewilderment:

   "Why are you sweating so much?"

   "I just went to the gym for an hour and just got out of the shower."

  As soon as he said this, Sha Xiaofeng and the others all looked over.

   Ma Wen nodded:

   "Tsk tsk, it's a young man after all, he's really energetic."

   Several big brothers also looked in agreement.

  Wake up early in the morning to exercise...

  Young people have great physical strength.

   "Sister Wei, where are Director Zhang and the others?"

   "Let's go first. Director Zhang and the others followed the crew. Our car hasn't arrived yet."

"oh oh."

  Xu Xin nodded:

   "Then I'll smoke a cigarette."

   "Go."

   Walk out of the hotel.

sunny.

  A heat different from the north made Xu Xin narrow his eyes subconsciously.

  I knew I would wear sunglasses when I came out.

   Before smoking half a cigarette, other people also came out:

   "Xiao Xu, let's go, the car is here."

  Following Wei Lanfang's words, two blue Buick commercial vehicles drove up to the VIP booth.

"okay."

  Xu Xin got into the car first with his bag on his back.

   sat directly on the rearmost seat.

   Today is not an actor shooting, but an inspection of the venue and confirmation of props.

  Zhang Yimou's workload is not too big, but he must be there.

   As for whether the actors will be there, no one knows.

   When Xu Xin looked at the scenery along the way, his phone vibrated.

   "I guess you fell asleep last night. Good morning~ I woke up. Thanks to your old man, both of our eyes are swollen."

  Seeing the news, Xu Xin was taken aback:

   "? Are you crying?"

   "No, the supper last night. I fell asleep after eating, my face was swollen, haha. Where are you?"

   "Just set off, go to the crew."

   "What district is it?"

"…What's the meaning?"

   "It's where you shoot."

  Seeing this message, Xu Xin asked Sha Xiaofeng next to him:

   "Director Sha, which district are we going to?"

   "Ming and Qing palace gardens."

   Sha Xiaofeng said something.

  Xu Xin replied to Yang Mi:

   "Ming and Qing palace gardens."

   "I guess it's over there, it's okay, it's not too far from the Ming and Qing folk houses Expo City we photographed."

   "Aren't you going today?"

   "Go, but there is no show for me in the morning, and I have one in the afternoon. Have you brought the essential oil?"

   "Why bring it?"

   "Anti-mosquito, there are a lot of mosquitoes over there."

"without."

"Then remember to buy it when you get off the car. They are sold over there. You should buy toilet water and Fengyoujing. Fengyoujing is from Zhonghua Pharmaceutical, not Tiger brand. Tiger brand is not good, and there are many fakes. Zhonghua Medicine It costs 2 yuan and 5 a bottle, and you can buy 20 pieces directly for 45 yuan. You can buy Liushen for toilet water.”

   Seeing this message, Xu Xin was speechless.

  I thought I don't drink Fengyoujing, why buy so much?

  But still replied:

   "Okay, got it."

   "Well, then I'm going to make preparations."

"good."

   Putting down the phone, Xu Xin didn't think much about it.

  He has no idea about the mosquitoes in Hengdian.

   Then he didn't know how many kilometers he walked, and he saw palace buildings coming into view from a distance.

  Hengdian Film and Television City unveiled the veil to him for the first time.

   "Xiao Xu, what are you looking at?"

  In Miyagi, Wei Lanfang, who got off the car, was a little puzzled when he saw Xu Xin looking left and right.

   "Uh...it's okay."

  Xu Xin shook his head.

  He didn't expect the crew's car to drive in directly, and there wasn't a single store in the place where he came here.

   Essential oils and toilet water are no longer available.

  But I didn't take it seriously.

  The sun is shining brightly at this moment, how can there be any mosquitoes?

  After looking back, he followed Wei Lanfang into the palace city built in the style of the Forbidden City.

   After walking for a while, I saw the crowd in front of me.

   It looks like there must be more than a hundred people, which is not counted as workers.

  Beside the two cranes, there are twenty or thirty workers wearing safety helmets, who don't know what they are busy with.

   Probably setting up the venue.

   Zhang Yimou and another middle-aged man who looked chubby were surrounded by stars like the moon.

  But the destination of everyone is not his side.

   It was a long tent built next to it.

   Over there, big shots including Zhai Guoqiang, Zhang Wu, and Tian Heping were sitting in the shade of the tent, waving at them.

   Everyone hurried over, only then did Xu Xin see that there was another new face.

  Age is about thirty or forty years old, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looks very gentle. I was in a daze holding a white filter cigarette rarely used in the Chinese tobacco industry.

  Xu Xin thought he was smoking Zhonghai.

   As a result, I walked in and found out that the smoke was Marlboro.

  Because he didn't know who it was, Xu Xin wanted to be a little transparent first.

   Unexpectedly, when Zhang Wu saw him, he waved directly:

   "Xiao Xu, come here."

   "Director Zhang, Minister Tian, ​​Director Fan, Director Wang... Hello, teacher, I'm Xu Xin, please give me your advice."

  Seeing that he was called, Xu Xin came to the front, greeted one by one, and finally greeted this very gentle middle-aged man politely.

   However, the other party did not respond positively, and seemed to be thinking about something, appearing a little careless.

  As soon as Zhang Wu heard Xu Xin call "teacher", he understood, and said directly:

   "You have to call Teacher Shen, Shen Danqing, a famous painter in our country...Danqing, he is the designer of the torch painting."

  After hearing this, the middle-aged man turned his attention to Xu Xin.

   suddenly asked:

   "Are you a painting major?"

   "Uh... no. I am a student of Beijing Film Director Department, Mr. Shen."

  "Directing department?...Have you studied painting?"

  His accent is a bit southern.

  Xu Xin nodded:

   "It's hereditary, my mother draws very well."

   "Oh~"

  Shen Danqing nodded, stopped talking, and continued to fall into a kind of contemplation.

  Xu Xin didn't think there was anything wrong, so he answered when people asked.

   After finishing answering, he walked up to Zhang Wu and asked:

   "Director Zhang, you didn't drink too much last night, did you?"

   It's actually just polite words.

  Three people have a bottle of rice wine, how could they drink too much.

  Zhang Wu smiled and shook his head:

   "Of course not... After we went back to the house, we drank two more bottles of beer, but he had a stomachache, so he didn't drink much."

"oh oh."

  Xu Xin nodded and followed the big guys to sit down.

   Zhang Yimou couldn't make it, so naturally Director Zhang presided over it.

   "We are like this."

   I heard him say:

"Yimou communicated with me just now, he has to be busy for a while today, and then we still follow the old rules, according to the points discussed in Yanjing, with the "Four Great Inventions" as the main axis, and start thinking about link design. Everyone think about it too... Then we talked about a particularly interesting point in the car just now, and I would like to share it with everyone."

  Zhang Wu sat up straight, lit a cigarette, and looked at the crowd and said:

   "How about we paint Guernica with gunpowder?"

  Xu Xin was dumbfounded.

   What... what card?

  After a ranking that he had never heard of came out of Zhang Wu's mouth, Xu Xin was dumbfounded.

  Instinctively, he looked at everyone.

  In addition to Zhang Yimou, Shen Danqing was added.

  Thirteen people are here, and all of them look thoughtful, except for herself and Wei Lanfang.

  Others think deeply.

  Obviously people know what this is.

   But myself and Sister Wei were at a loss.

   This expression is so easy to distinguish.

  Others are frowning, but the two are staring.

  Why are you staring?

  It's very simple.

   What is this... Guernica, neither of them have heard of it.

  But Xu Xin didn't notice that when "Guernica" was mentioned, Shen Danqing's eyes fell on him.

  When he saw his dazed look, he slowly frowned.

   I heard Zhang Wu say there:

"This was proposed by Yimou. When we convey peace, should we also reflect on the harm that war has done to us? How do we reflect this kind of reflection? Use Guernica! Guoqiang means that it can be drawn with gunpowder A pair of Guernicas, and then... a little gunpowder... Boom, Guernica turned to ashes, what do you guys think?"

   As soon as the words fell, suddenly, a voice sounded:

"I object."

   Looking back from the dazed face of Xu Xin, Shen Danqing seemed to have understood the "bottom" of this young man, and stopped paying attention.

  He said with a cigarette between his fingers:

"Guernica's core idea is accusation, accusation of the horrors of the terrorist bombing of Guernica's civilians. In terms of spirit alone, he is more accusatory than reflective. It is hateful, he is Through hatred and accusations, to inform the world of the horrors of war, thereby bringing about reflection. But if you want to use the gunpowder link of the four great inventions to describe this picture, I think it is inappropriate."

  Shen Danqing had just finished speaking, and Zhai Guoqiang on the side spoke gently:

"That's why we said to light it. What I said to Yimou was that we used gunpowder to paint a Guernica, because its indictment of war is a common view of all mankind. Let's light it and put that The tragedy was burned to express a point of view: war can only bring destruction. Then, through the connection of subsequent links, we express our yearning for peace..."

   "But fire leaves dust, doesn't it?"

   Ma Wen said:

"What should we do with so much gunpowder ash at the scene? What about safety hazards? What about the safety factor? With so many people using gunpowder to ignite a painting, the size of the painting must be quite large, right? It may be visually shocking, but later The question of how should we close the…”

  The discussion group started the daily discussion.

  But Xu Xin frowned completely.

   The day flies by.

  In the morning, Zhang Yimou didn't show up, but was planning something with the crew.

  I don't come until lunch time.

  Everyone had lunch together, and then continued to argue and think about "Guernica" that couldn't be dealt with because of his absence in the morning.

   In the afternoon, the crew changed locations and came to the palace.

  Zhang Yimou occasionally went to find an angle to shoot, and occasionally came to participate in the discussion with the people discussing in the corner.

   Obviously they are two different things, but he switched them very naturally.

   But let's be honest.

  Xu Xin is not in a good state today.

  Basically, he didn't speak much for a whole day.

  During lunch, he used his mobile phone to check what Guernica was.

   Only then did I figure out that "Guernica" was a painting by Picasso.

   It was created based on the terrorist bombing of Guernica, an important town in the Basque country in northern Spain, and the killing of innocents.

   Also saw the prototype of the painting.

  Although I understood the meaning of the expression, I also saw its whole picture clearly.

  But he always felt a little guilty.

  Because he doesn't understand.

  But after others mentioned it, they understood it.

  What does this mean?

   It means that there is nothing in his stomach.

   This feeling made him feel uncomfortable.

   Or rather, very uncomfortable.

  Originally, when he designed the torch, he felt...although he might just have a flash of inspiration, but at least his design ideas can keep up with the big names in the team.

   Even a little proud of himself.

  Look, the first achievement in the team was actually made by me.

  He does have some sense of accomplishment in his heart.

   I didn't expect it, this sense of accomplishment, when I came to Hengdian for the first creation seminar, was bombarded like Guernica.

   "Why are you here? I also said that when I finish my work, I will quietly run to your side to have a look. Why did you come over suddenly?"

  The girl with makeup on her face was full of surprise, walked out of the house, and looked at Xu Xin at the door.

   Then you see something is wrong.

  Xu Xin had a big red spot on the back of his hand, and there was a bulging bump in the middle.

   "...Did you not use toilet water? Did you not use essential oil?"

"without."

  Xu Xin shook his head, glanced at the bag on the back of his hand that was bitten at some point, and didn't care.

  But Yang Mi frowned.

   There was something wrong with his mood.

   Then asked:

   "What's the matter? ... what happened?"

   "...Are you done yet?"

   "The filming is over, but I'm watching someone else act... Wait for me, I'll tell the director to go. Then you haven't been here, have you? Let me show you around?"

"good."

  Hearing this, Yang Mi nodded, trotted all the way into the inside, and came out after about a minute or two.

   But when he came out, he still had a schoolbag in his hand.

   "Here, take it for me."

  Handed the schoolbag to Xu Xin, and she began to untangle her hair.

After untying Guo Xiang's shape completely, he tied a refreshing ponytail with the rubber band on his wrist, covered the scattered hair behind his ears, took the schoolbag, turned out a peaked cap and put it on After touching his head, he suddenly asked:

"looks good?"

  Xu Xin looked up at her youthful and beautiful appearance, and finally a smile appeared on her face:

   "Hmm, pretty."

   "Hey~"

   Smiling and put the backpack behind her back, she asked Xu Xin as she walked along the alleyway to the main road:

   "Is it over with you?"

   "Well, Director Zhang is going to check the layout of the venue today, and let him go back after finishing."

   "You didn't follow?"

   "No... All the actors of "Golden Armor" are here tonight. The crew will have a meeting, and there will be a media interview meeting. I asked the discussion group. There should be no meeting tonight, so I will come."

   "Is that so..."

  She looked around and pointed to the distance:

   "Let me take you to the Qingming Shanghe Tuna. There are mountains and water over there. It's quite fun."

"good."

   Xu Xin responded casually.

  At this time, Yang Mi asked him while leading him away:

   "Look at you...you don't seem happy."

   "Somewhat."

   "What happened?"

   she asked puzzled.

  Xu Xin thought for a while and asked:

   "Do you know Guernica?"

   "...what the hell?"

   "Guernica."

   "Director? Which country? Or a movie?"

  For some reason, Xu Xin suddenly felt better.

   "It's a painting, painted by Picasso."

   "Oh~~"

  The girl with a backpack and a peaked cap immediately understood:

   "I know Picasso, the one who painted The Last Supper."

   Now it was Xu Xin's turn to be shocked.

  Looking straight at the girl...

   "Are you serious?"

"What's the matter?"

  Yang Mi was also a little puzzled:

   "Just the painting in the church, that Jesus..."

  She spread her hands.

   It looks like the action of 【Helpless】.JPG.

  Xu Xin was really speechless, and said:

   “That was painted by Da Vinci.”

  In dusk, under the setting sun.

  The tips of the girl's ears, which still had a little fluff, turned pink again.

   But there was a look of exasperation on his face:

   "Oops! Why are you so annoying!! I... Of course I know it was drawn by Da Vinci! Am I kidding you!"

   “…then who is Picasso?”

   "Picasso is a frame... What is the frame?"

   Anxious, trying to cover up, irritated, furious, swearing at each other...

  Seeing the girl's appearance, a smile finally appeared on Xu Xin's face.

Fine.

  So, he nodded:

   "Let's go."

   “…what happened to Guernica?”

   "EMMMMM..."

  Xu Xin pursed her lips.

  After thinking about it, I finally chose to tell the truth:

   "Actually, I only heard of this name...or this painting for the first time this morning."

   "Isn't that great? Learned something new."

  He paused.

  Looking at the girl, the eyes are a little...

  Strange look.

   After thinking about it, he asked:

   "What would you do if, say, you didn't know anything about Guernica being talked about?"

   "I will ask."

   The girl barely thought, and gave the answer:

   “I would ask what is Guernica?”

   "...wouldn't you be embarrassed? Wouldn't you be ashamed?"

   "Why do you feel ashamed?"

   She seemed a little strange.

   "Because everyone else understands, but you don't."

"Well…"

  Looking at the boy with inexplicable eyes, she thought for a while and said:

   "Have you encountered this situation today?"

"…Um."

   After hesitating for a while, Xu Xin nodded and admitted.

"What's going on, tell me. It's okay, you can say it openly, after all, I don't know... I can't even tell the difference between Picasso and Da Vinci. I only understood "The Last Supper" after hearing you just now. "It was painted by Picasso..."

   "It's Da Vinci!"

   "Oh yes, goose goose goose~~~"

   It seems that I have made a mistake again, which is very interesting.

  She let out a series of goose-like laughter.

   then asked:

"what happened?"

  So, Xu Xin told her what happened in the morning.

   It doesn't hinder any secrecy or anything like that.

   But he still didn't say it was "creative", but said that the members of the creative team chatted and discussed whether the meaning of "Guernica" was accusation or reflection.

  Yang Mi didn't understand anyway.

   After listening, the girl asked:

   "So you think everyone understands it, but when you hear about this painting for the first time, you feel... your knowledge reserves, or... your artistic accomplishments are not up to standard, so you feel very uncomfortable?"

  She hit the nail on the head.

   And Xu Xin's silence is the best answer.

  So, seeing his appearance, the girl shook her head:

   "Actually, there is no need for this..."

"…Why?"

"Because number one, Zi Yue is eager to learn, and he is not ashamed to ask. If you don't understand, ask... At least for me, it's not a particularly shameful thing, right? If I don't understand, I don't understand, and it is precisely because I don't understand that I ask Ask. I can ask the wrong question, or I can be laughed at, but I get an explanation and "understand" my question. Isn't this the same as when the teacher asked the students to understand when I was in school. The teacher asked this In a word, it is not for those who understand, but for students who do not understand to stand up and express their doubts, and the teacher will be responsible for solving doubts and making students understand. Do you understand?"

  Facing the setting sun, the girl's words were full of tenderness and soothing power.

   Silently blended into and penetrated into Xu Xin's heart.

   "What's more, Xu Xin, have you thought about it, I don't know~"

  She bared her small white teeth at Xu Xin:

"If you didn't mention this today, then I might not know that there is such a painting in the world. But, you brought it up today, and I realized, oh, it turns out that "Guernica" is such a painting." What happened. Right? Who in this world dares to say that he understands everything?"

   As he spoke, two people just walked up to him.

   It looks like it should be a group performer or something, with "blood" on his face.

   As the girl spoke, she stepped forward a few steps and stopped the two of them in front of Xu Xin:

   "Hello, may I ask you? Do you two know what Guernica is?"

  The two were taken aback for a moment.

  Looked at each other...

   Then shake their heads at the same time to express that they don't know.

  The girl nodded politely:

   "Okay, thanks, bye."

   Passed by.

   Returning to Xu Xin's side, the girl shrugged:

"Look, who stipulated that everyone in the world must understand what is "Guernica"? We will always face many things that we don't know, don't we? By the way, Xu Xin, you don't want to Think, who are those teachers? Each of them is the top-notch technical talent in this country. Their vision, cultivation, and artistic level are many times higher than ours. And we...or what are you ? You're just a student who hasn't graduated yet. I'm not saying you're justified if you don't know it, but...we're still young, we don't know, don't understand, it doesn't matter."

   She shakes her head.

  The tone was firm and gentle, looking at the frowning and pensive boy, he said softly:

   "We can learn, can't we?"

  (end of this chapter)

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