You Made Me a Superstar Chapter 346

Chapter 346 You can't beat me!

The shooting of "Infernal Affairs" was not smooth.

When Zhou Yang was filming "The Bottom of the Mine", Zhou Yang didn't understand anything. He only used his memory to imitate and ponder. Although he had bumps and bumps, he finally managed to figure it out.

And now the process of filming "Infernal Affairs" is still bumpy, but the efficiency is horribly low.

Every time a scene is shot, Zhou Yang will ponder and analyze it repeatedly, and finally come to the conclusion that this scene cannot be used and needs to be retaken.

The staff of the "Infernal Affairs" crew gradually turned from full of anticipation to anxiety, and even when they saw Zhou Yangjin's team announce the start of work recently, everyone would subconsciously breathe, and inexplicably became nervous.

This tension gradually turned into anxiety, and slowly spread throughout the crew, and finally the atmosphere inside and outside the crew became extraordinarily weird.

Photography was originally a relaxing time…

But in the "Infernal Affairs" crew, it was very strange that there was no noisy media around, no one took pictures, and there was no laughter like other crew members, and they even talked with each other carefully, for fear of arguing with each other.

As if a haze filled his head, it was so oppressive that one could hardly breathe.

No one knows whether the results of everyone's hard work for a day are useful today, and they are not even sure if Zhou Yang will suddenly tell them after the rest that they have to reshoot everything.

After the time came to June, this feeling of depression turned into despair.

Zhou Yang seems to be dissatisfied with everything. Not only is he dissatisfied with the previously successful shots, he is even dissatisfied with some of the props of the crew.

Although he doesn't get angry like other directors, every time he sees Zhou Yang being silent for a long time, and finally smiles in denial and says he wants to start over, everyone can't help but get terrified.

Li Qiang, the director of photography, was full of confidence when he entered the crew, but now he has become worried. During the shooting, his brows were frowning. After the shooting, he even stared at the camera for a long time in a daze.

The was overthrown again and again and retaken again and again, as if stepping into a dark and icy abyss, trying to struggle to get out, but could not get out no matter what.

He feels like his self-confidence has been hit like never before and it's torn apart...

He gradually began to doubt whether he was capable of making movies, and even felt that he was not worthy of being in the "Infernal Affairs" crew.

The evening of June 3rd.

"Director Zhou..."

"Brother Liu, sit down..."

"Director Zhou, I think your current state is very wrong, you should take a break."

"what?"

Liu Hua knocked on Zhou Yang's office.

Zhou Yang's hair is disheveled and he has a stubble beard. He looks a little sloppy, and his eyes are bloodshot, but he is still reading the script with high intensity.

After seeing a series of books on Zhou Yang's desk, Liu Hua and Liu Tianwang realized that Zhou Yang was wrong.

He is studying.

But learning is messy.

Acting, directing, music, composing, art and James Bond's "Notes on Film".

seems to have everything.

He wanted to tell Zhou Yang that he could not chew too much, but when the words came to his lips, after seeing Zhou Yang's sunny smile, he shook his head.

Before joining the crew of "Infernal Affairs", Wang Shuai said that Zhou Yang was a little paranoid and gave some examples of some stories about the filming of "The Crow".

At first, he didn't care, he felt that Zhou Yang was very dedicated and worthy of respect.

But now he found that Zhou Yang's paranoia seemed to be integrated into the bone marrow, which vaguely made people feel extraordinarily crazy.

"Director Zhou, you will drive people crazy like this..." Liu Hua thought about a lot of things before he came, but in the end, only this sentence came to his lips.

Zhou Yang's smile gradually disappeared after hearing this, then he glanced out the window and became silent.

Liu Hua saw the fleeting complexity in Zhou Yang's eyes.

The sound of the electric fan swayed in the office, making a whirring noise.

Liu Tianwang looked at Zhou Yang, who seemed to be thinking, and added: "Director Zhou, it's not wrong to have a lot of skills, but it's impossible for one person to be an arranger, director, actor, or even a photography all-rounder... Even if it is possible, You will be crushed too...you are human, not god!"

"Brother Liu, I see."

Liu Tianwang's voice seemed to make Zhou Yang a little touched, thoughtful, then he turned his head and suddenly laughed.

Liu Hua Liu Tianwang couldn't understand Zhou Yang's smile, he was very close to Zhou Yang, but he seemed to be very far away.

seems to have heard it, and it seems that he has not heard it.

Someone is crazy.

But that person is not Zhou Yang, but John Williams, the famous Hollywood soundtrack master.

Zhou Yang comes to Wu Zhenhong's villa every day to compose music, but the content of the music is not "The Sound of Silence", "The Last of the Mohicans", or "Going Home"...

Even these incomplete songs, Zhou Yang seems to have forgotten, and it seems that there is no intention to complete them.

He would ask him about the piano, the violin, the ocarina, and even the harmonica...

Zhou Yang is obviously ignorant of many musical instruments, but the strange thing is that he can always use some musical instruments he does not understand to compose a melody that drives John Williams crazy.

and……

The melody is different every day, but every melody makes John Williams tremble, but none of the melody is complete.

In the past half month, John Williams went from initial shock to slow numbness, and finally, he almost went crazy.

Wrong!

He was sure he seemed to be going crazy.

June 4th.

is another crazy piano song surging in the whole music room, he clutched his heart, his eyes were red and he kept panting, like a hysterical bull.

The piano music came to an abrupt end.

John Williams, who was originally elegant, serious, and demeanor, suddenly slammed his fist on the piano table next to him. of

"why……"

"Mr. Zhou Yang, tell me, these are not true!"

"No, no, not true!"

"FUCK, is there any more? No more? FUCK...I really want to screw your head off..."

"You must have been sent by Satan to torture me, didn't you!"

"Tell me, isn't it!"

He began to be incoherent.

He was scolding, scolding very fiercely, and then without warning he laughed again, laughing very sadly, and even slapped himself severely in front of Wu Zhenhong and Zhou Yang.

He seems to have gone mad.

However, Zhou Yang breathed a sigh of relief. As if he was completing some task, he put away the manuscript and silently closed the piano cover.

As the sun went down, he came to the window, took out his phone, and started chatting with James Bond about film art.

John Williams looked at Zhou Yang's back...

His facial muscles twitched, and he finally sat down in the chair, the melody of the piano song echoing in his mind.

In fact…

Today's piano piece made him feel shocked, his scalp felt numb, and there was a vague sense of worship that he couldn't tell.

"great"

The adjective is very inappropriate to describe Zhou Yang, but he thinks it is very appropriate to describe the short and intermittent piano pieces that Zhou Yang played.

The sunset light gradually fades away under the time. After it goes away, the red glow on the horizon gradually dissipates. Finally, dusk falls and the earth begins to darken.

John Williams lowered his head and reviewed the melody Zhou Yang made during this period.

There are already ten songs with different styles and lengths, but they shocked him and he couldn't extricate himself from them.

Zhou Yang finally finished the call.

"What was that piano piece just now...?"

"It should be a symphony..."

"Tell me, what symphony is it called!"

""the blue Danube"."

"Tell me, **** it, tell me, when will you finish composing this song?" John Williams grabbed Zhou Yang's shoulder tremblingly, his voice almost gritted his teeth.

He seemed to be facing a grinning demon.

The demon was stunned, then turned into a wry smile, and just shook his head: "I don't know... Maybe not for a lifetime..."

John Williams' body was stiff, and then he gradually released the hand that was holding Zhou Yang's shoulder. After releasing it, he lowered his head, his chest heaved up and down, and after taking time for a while, the whole person seemed to have lost his strength and sat on the chair. , lowered his head.

He was in a trance, feeling that everything was unreal, and he felt cold again, so cold that he wanted to shiver.

Zhou Yang didn't know what to say after seeing the appearance of John Williams.

Vaguely, he understood John Williams' reaction.

"I may be ruined by you, my whole life, may be ruined by you, I have..." After an unknown amount of time, John Williams raised his head and muttered to himself.

The excitement that I once had has disappeared completely at this moment, and it has become a little decadent and has become a big blow.

Once boasted that he was talented, he found himself unable to compose any tunes after being able to embark on the road of a master.

"Sorry..." Zhou Yang looked at John Williams' reaction and apologized subconsciously.

"Tell me, you don't have any new works tomorrow, there's a new melody, right..." He raised his head, as if praying to Zhou Yang.

"There's some left……"

"What are some more, tell me, what are some more, and how much are some! Two? Three? Five?" John Williams' mood that had calmed down a little, became high again.

"Just a few, I don't know how many..." Zhou Yang answered honestly.

"Ha..." John Williams' expression became stiff again, like a robot in human skin: "Then I won't listen, I'll go back now..."

"Mr. Williams...I need your help!"

"Let God help you, or let your good friend, Satan, help you, I can't help anything... Get out, get out now, get out now!"

"Oh."

Zhou Yang looked at the time as if he had thought of something, then nodded.

Just as Zhou Yang was leaving, John Williams suddenly shook his head again.

"Mr. Zhou Yang, let me hear it. I'll see how many times you can hit me. I tell you, you can't hit me! My heart is as hard as steel, you can't hit me, and I won't be hit by anyone. Hit, you continue!!"

(end of this chapter)

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