I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

  Chapter 16 016. Shooting ends

   "No... I... I seem to have entered the wrong room... That... Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, sorry!"

   In front of the camera, the drunk man immediately apologized after realizing that he had entered the wrong room.

   Holding the microphone wobbly, he apologized and said:

   "I'm so sorry. Sissy, happy birthday to you...I'm sorry everyone for disturbing you..."

  He became more and more polite, even being polite was a little humble.

  But his behavior made this group of people a little confused.

  At this time, the buddy who sang with him just now suddenly took a step forward with the wine:

   "It's okay, it doesn't matter, it's fate that we can bump into each other! ... Then what, Sissy, happy birthday, let's do it together!"

  The drunk man didn’t even know who Sissi was, but this buddy who didn’t even have a name in the script directly bumped the bottle with him:

   "Cheers! Happy birthday Sissi!"

   Seeing this, everyone shouted again neatly, and then everyone raised their glasses and drank together.

   Only the drunk was a little embarrassed.

   But at this time, the buddy was drinking while holding up the drunk's bottle.

   meaning: Cheers!

   "...ha, cheers!"

  Suddenly, the drunk smiled, from being at a loss to a kind of grateful and embarrassed smile, raised the bottle, and raised his head.

   "Hah~ hiccup..."

  After drinking a bottle of wine, he shook his body again, wiped his mouth casually with his down jacket, and said quickly:

   "Then I'll go first..."

   "Hey, don't go, everyone is here, singing one."

   "That's right, you sing pretty well."

   "Sit here, sit here for a while, we've all had a drink, we're just friends."

   Facing a group of people who inexplicably persuaded him to stay as a friend, the drunk was a little embarrassed at first:

   "No, I have a room over there... I... I can't find it..."

   "I can't find you here tonight, come here, cheers, let's shout after drinking this. "Jing Zhong Bao Guo" will you..."

"Well…"

   "Oh, let's do it first! Come on..."

  The buddy who sang just now took the lead, and the three or five young people around him seemed to really regard him as a friend, and they all touched cups and wine bottles.

   "..."

  The drunk man with the bottle in his hand was a little at a loss, but looking at their enthusiastic smiles, he finally seemed to feel that...

it does not matter!

"Happy birthday!!"

  The microphone was gone, but he still yelled heart-piercingly for no reason.

   Then, amidst the cheers of the crowd, he raised the wine bottle high and bumped into them.

  …

   "OK, everyone is doing great!"

   This second private room is a half-shot to the end. Except for a few close-ups at the end, everything else is one-way, and the whole thing is down!

   Xu Xin looked satisfied.

  And the faces of the actors also had a hint of excitement.

   I don’t know if it’s because I really drank a few cups, or because of something else.

   Next, it's time for the third room.

  …

   "No no no, I really have a room over there..."

   "Thank you, everyone, thank you."

   "Hey, you guys are playing, have fun!"

  In the intentionally blurred shot, the drunk seems to be more drunk than before.

  The road couldn’t go straight, and I stumbled out of the house, bid farewell to the strange friends in the room, and after closing the door tightly, I staggered and accidentally knocked open the door of the next room.

   "Ouch, sorry sorry..."

   “Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…”

  People in the room didn't blame him.

   Just bursts of crying sounded.

"Well…"

  In the camera, Xu Sanjin, who was completely drunk, was obviously a little stunned, but the camera looked around and found that there was only a short-haired, crew-cut man lying on the table crying in the whole room.

   Besides that, there was only a table of green wine bottles left.

  Maybe it was because I was accepted by a group of strange friends just now, and I felt the warmth?

   Or the instinct to rest after a hangover.

  Hearing the miserable cry, he hesitated for a moment... and sat at the door again, then pushed the crying man next to him:

   "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

   “Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…”

  The man didn't even raise his head, and ignored him at all.

  Only the table under the light is tilted here and there, but the green wine bottle is still shining with a fascinated luster.

   "No, what's the matter with you? Why are you crying?...Eh."

  Xu Sanjin pushed the man's shoulder.

  Finally, this buddy's face was revealed.

  He was wearing glasses, and the glasses were already stained and white due to tears and breath, and he couldn't see them clearly at all.

   But Xu Sanjin couldn't see him clearly, so he couldn't see Xu Sanjin clearly either.

   However, while crying, he pushed Xu Sanjin a bottle of wine.

   "Woooooooooooooooooooooo..."

   "Don't cry... hey... come on, let's drink..."

  Xu Sanjin seemed a little annoyed by his crying. When the two bottles of beer touched each other, he raised his head and drank more than half of the bottle in one go.

   "Hic~"

   Hiccupped, turned his head...

   "You drink it..."

  The man in glasses didn't drink at all, but just took the head of the bottle and buried it under the table again.

"woo woo woo woo…"

"this…"

  Under the blurred lens, Xu Sanjin seemed to be even more drunk after drinking the half bottle of wine.

   But he still didn't leave, just raised his hand.

  Hand pauses in the air, as if hesitating.

   But in the end, I still shot it.

   patted the drunk on the shoulder, shaking and comforting.

   With this consolation, the man in glasses cried even louder.

   "Whoah..."

   One cry.

   “…hiccup.”

   One drinks.

  Finally, the wine ran out and the crying stopped.

  The drunk who put down the bottle patted the weeping man again, got up silently, and walked out of the room.

   The third room ends.

  …

   There are a total of five people performing in the group.

  Three are used in the first room, and two are used in the fourth room.

   One of them also got a line.

  In the increasingly blurred footage, when the drunk Xu Sanjin finally found his room after a lot of hard work, a group performer dressed as a successful man saw him and scolded him displeasedly:

   "Xu Sanjin! Why did you go! Why did it take so long!"

  After experiencing the dream-like illusion of three rooms, facing this scolding, he was obviously so drunk that the picture began to rotate and abstract, but the drunk still forced a smile on his face:

   "Manager, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I have a little diarrhea... that... I'll apologize to Mr. Li..."

   Stumbled to the table.

   Ignoring the **** expensive red wine, he picked up a bottle of beer, holding it up with respectful hands:

   "I'm sorry Mr. Li and the manager... What's in it... I'll give one to the two of you!"

  Holding the wine bottle in his mouth, under the curious gazes of Fang Xiu, Zhang Mingyuan, and the crowd at the door, his head suddenly began to spin rapidly.

   Turned around three times, and shook his head vigorously...

  I saw a vortex rising from the wine bottle, and the beer spiraled into Xu Sanjin's mouth at a very abnormal speed...

   "...????"

   What kind of fairy drinking method is this?

   As everyone knows, Xu Xin had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he grasped a skill.

   Everyone was stunned.

   After smoking a bottle of wine abruptly, he suppressed his hiccup and said:

   "You two, shout hello and clap. Then the camera ends in black."

  The two group performers raised their palms pretentiously:

"good!"

   "Papa papa..."

  Finally, Fang Xiu's camera was aimed at Xu Xin's face.

  Under the close-up, the wobbly Xu Sanjin showed a smile that was more embarrassing than the second room, and bowed:

   "Thank you two leaders..."

  The fourth room, end.

  …

  The shooting was unusually smooth.

  The filming started at five o'clock and ended in four rooms, and it took less than three and a half hours.

  It's not yet nine o'clock.

   But is it over?

not yet.

  Tanghui entrance.

  In front of a tree in the freezing cold.

  Including the cold and trembling Yang Mi, everyone listened to Xu Sanjin's words:

"After a while, I was leaning against this tree, holding fifty yuan in my hand, as if I had passed out. Yang Mi, I'll start calling, and you call me. If I don't answer, don't stop, understand. Yet?"

"clear."

  Yang Mi nodded, and took out her mobile phone.

   "Old Zhang, remember the electromagnetic noise, and the turmoil."

"Do not worry."

  Zhang Mingyuan nodded.

   "Okay, it's the last game, let's hold on! ...Come on, everyone get ready, Lao Lin, make sure the lights are on, there are too many cars here, don't expose yourself."

"okay."

  The crew members were busy, and Xu Xin had already sat down with his subordinates.

  After everyone was ready, Lin Xiaoyun took the slate and put it in front of the camera after receiving the thumbs-up instruction from Xu Xin:

   "Act V, Scene 1, 3, 2, 1, ACTION!"

  The lens freezes.

  There is a lot of traffic.

   The drunken man who passed out did not know how long he slept.

  Suddenly, the phone of "Dinglingling" rang.

   At first, he didn't respond.

  But as the bell kept ringing and vibrating, finally, he opened his dull and tired eyes.

  The hand that was not holding the money dazedly took out the phone, opened his eyes and then closed them again.

  Hold the phone to your ear:

   "Hello... who is it?"

   After finishing speaking, pause for a second.

  Suddenly, the eyes opened again.

  A sense of déjà vu that forcibly cheers you up.

   "Hey, Mom."

   Is it a call from mom?

  Seeing an unbearable smile on Xu Sanjin's face, he continued:

   "Hey, I was singing just now, it was too noisy, I didn't hear it."

  "...Yes, ouch, I ate it. Many people celebrated my birthday. Everyone invited me to dinner, so I asked everyone to sing a song. There are so many people. It's very lively!"

   "..."

   "..."

   "..."

   The few students who hadn't read the whole script were stunned.

  Today... is Xu Sanjin's birthday?

  Suddenly, a strong contrast rose in their hearts.

   "Yes, I did drink a bit too much, haha, but I am happy. The main reason is that everyone is too enthusiastic..."

   "Happy, very happy! A group of people sang birthday songs to me, wishing me a happy birthday!"

   "...Hmm, I'm also planning to go back here. Mom, go to bed early, can I call you tomorrow? I have to see my friends off."

"Uh-huh…?"

  While lying, Xu Sanjin leaned on the big tree with some difficulty, and stood up.

  Suddenly stunned...

   raised his other hand in the camera.

   In his hand, there are fifty dollars.

  The fifty yuan that appeared out of nowhere...

  Xu Sanjin was stunned...but was immediately drawn back by the voice on the phone.

   "Mmm...Okay, then mom, go to bed early, good night."

  The phone hangs up.

   I don't know if it's because I'm not sober after a hangover, or what.

  He looked at the fifty yuan in his hand, and stared blankly in the cold wind for a while.

  Finally, I hailed a taxi.

   There is no need for dubbing, that is a post-production matter.

  In the end, it was only in Fang Xiu's camera lens that the taxi gradually drifted away.

  Short film: "Not Drunk"

  CUTEND

   Let me tell you, the plot of this film is taken from Brother Bo's own short film "Youth's Life Without Drunk". I think the title of the movie is better called "Not Drunk". Then, readers who are familiar with me or who have watched this short film may find that although the main plot of the plot is similar, the details and storyline, including the ending, have been changed.

  I don’t really like to take a certain movie, but I like to add some of my own opinions, because doing so will at least provide some freshness to everyone who has watched some movies, instead of copying hydrology mechanically. It may be a little more obvious, but at least I think...the humble opinion of these changes can prove that I am writing a plot or telling a story with my heart.

  Of course, if it’s a masterpiece, let’s talk about it, but if it’s just rote and nothing new, I don’t know if you like it, at least I think it’s a bit hydrological.

  Entertainment articles are difficult to write, and that's it. In addition, other authors have written a lot, and many story routines have been written in other books. So, this book, I want to bring you some freshness. It’s not about blindly making movies, making high box office, promoting women, or what, but some… plots that ordinary entertainment articles are not very good at writing.

  For example, the collision of the Beijing circle, the Northwest circle, and the Shanghai circle...

  I talked with the editor before publishing the book, at least both of us think that the concept of my book is quite fresh. So... again that sentence.

  No hydrology, no ghostwriting, but down-to-earth to bring you a good story worth entertaining after dinner.

  You all praised me and hugged you.

  (end of this chapter)