I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 433: 431. Invitation

Chapter 433 431. Invitation

Director Xu...understands women.

Not right.

This is not quite accurate.

To be precise, it should be:

"Director Xu knows how to **** women!"

The romance of this hoe…

Not to mention that the men at the scene understood, the women also understood.

Is Liu Yifei old?

I can only say that it’s okay.

But when I put on a white shirt that was one size smaller, I rounded my arms and waved a hoe, and all of a sudden... that smell came out.

The whiteness and cleanliness of the white shirt, Liu Yifei's bright and clean appearance without makeup, blended together for a moment... Although they didn't look at the camera, the impact of watching the scene was not weak at all. Many people were bewildered in the silence, and suddenly reacted.

Tut!

This woman...

Fairy!

She is not attractive, and her curves are not exaggerated.

But that smell came out immediately.

Hooking people but not demon.

There is a three-point charm in the bones that is completely opposite to the face.

But this kind of charm is in this simplicity, and it has turned into a glimpse of life like a dream.

I saw it, but I can't remember it clearly...

It's like the ginseng fruit that Zhu Bajie eats, it doesn't even taste good.

My old pig wants to watch it again.

My heart is very itchy.

And their wishes were quickly fulfilled.

The director didn't call to stop. After Liu Yifei went down with a hoe, the ground was planed into a neat and unsloppy hole.

Then…

"Boom."

Another hoe.

Then, she seemed to feel a little strenuous, and slightly out of breath.

While panting, she made a subconscious movement of covering her chest, covering her chest, and after two quick panting... She suddenly raised her head and twisted left and right, as if she was observing something, but that body language revealed some guilt.

Just when everyone thought "why is she guilty", she quickly let go, bowed her head, and then hid her **** again in that awkward way of holding her breasts.

Now, the idea of the whole scene has been explained clearly.

Jing Qiu put in a lot of effort to **** the ground. But it was a girl after all, after two strokes, her strength was exhausted and she was a little out of breath. But when she was panting, she was afraid that others would stare at her chest, so she could only quickly adjust her breathing, and then hide herself... like an ostrich in danger.

It just doesn't work at all.

Her slender body looks like an "undefended" existence in the eyes of everyone.

No matter how much you hide, it's useless.

But when this "useless" thought appeared in the hearts of everyone, as film practitioners, they were suddenly taken aback...

The crew members who can appear here today must have read the original work and the overall script.

The moment this idea appeared in my mind, the characters and settings about Jing Qiu in the original work and the script instantly appeared in my mind.

The contrast between Jingqiu's good figure and low self-esteem... Doesn't it stop right away?

"!"

Among the crowd, there are more and more surprised expressions.

Then, Xu Xin's approval sounded:

"Well, it's ok."

He stopped Liu Yifei's performance, and after just passing through this short scene, he was sure that he really did not choose the wrong person, he nodded:

"Teacher Zhang."

He said to Zhang Li, the costume director next to him:

"Jingqiu's shirt is the current size, and then... a little looser. The bust of this dress is still too tight, and desire is greater than beauty. You have to find a balance. Don't be too desire, let Jingqiu learn Tibetan. You can’t help but want to...Anyway, that’s what it means, you can change it again, change a few more versions, and let’s look at it in early April.”

Zhang Li, who is over 50 this year, nodded.

"No problem, director."

Even if the two Xu Xins together are not as old as her, the director is the director.

In the minds of the older generation of film workers like them, people in this position have no age or age, as long as they are directors, their attitude must be respected.

"Okay, let's find a few fixed lights and prepare those locations. Let's go there now... Yifei."

Whilst instructing the next stage of work, Xu Xin told himself to stop, then nodded in approval to Liu Yifei who was holding the **** and waiting:

"You're doing great... Lin Gou, I'll see you in a while."

Liu Yifei grinned.

Lin Gou's expression tightened.

The fairy sister who has faded the fairy aura performed impeccably in this scene, cooperating with the director and matching the "Tianyan" in the fans' mouths perfectly.

Now the pressure is really on my side.

You have to be well prepared.

otherwise…

Won't it embarrass us gentlemen!

…

"Good compatibility."

This is the evaluation given by Wang Lei:

"These two people's shots are quite good."

As a director of photography, his words are almost equivalent to the words in the hearts of many people.

Indeed, both Lin Juxin and Liu Yifei performed well. And the two of them will not give people any abrupt feeling in the camera.

It is good if it does not violate the peace.

After a busy day, I have almost stepped on the points that should be stepped on.

The crew finished work and moved into the county hotel.

Depart from Qinglong Village tomorrow.

In the past few days, I have dealt with all the details that require the presence of actors, and when I come back next time, the filming will officially start.

Because I came back late, everyone didn't have any dinner parties.

Meal expenses are included in the production crew, whoever wants to eat can directly ask the chef in the hotel to make it. If you want to eat out, pay out of pocket.

Xu Xin didn't go out, his boxed lunch at night was okay.

However, Zhang Mo thoughtfully brought him a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns.

Then, including Wang Lei, the big guys had a meeting in his room.

As the assistant director this time, the factory originally wanted to send Li Haiping over. After all, everyone's cooperation in "The Wind" is very pleasant...it can even be said to be close. But considering that Li Haiping is a type of "people who don't talk too much", he didn't let the other party come over.

Instead, I communicated with Qi Lei and chose Xue Yong, an assistant director who talked a lot.

Compared to Li Haiping's meticulous attention to detail, Xue Yong and Xu Xin's compatibility is slightly worse. Many things between the two of them didn't match the idea.

Firstly, there is a lack of tacit understanding, and secondly, compared to Li Haiping, who is 50 years old this year, Xue Yong, 37, is quite young.

Xu Xin's own filming habits were brought over from the old man's "Golden Armor" crew.

It belongs to some habits of the old man and their fifth-generation directors.

For example, I like "meetings", I like to distance myself from actors, etc.

Li Haiping is very comfortable with this rhythm, but Xue Yong is a bit "actor first".

It's not that he doesn't see directors in his eyes, but after Xu Xin finished talking about some preparations for the assistant director, the first feedback he gave as the assistant director was not to handover with other staff, but to first Communicate with the actor.

The relationship between the two is actually a reversed order, and there is no high or low.

What's more, people are what Xu Xin wants.

What he asked Qi Lei was to "find someone who is talkative and outgoing", and he only had one purpose, that is to bring Zhang Mo.

As an assistant director, Sister Mo still lacks a lot.

What Xu Xin wants is not only for her to integrate into her crew, but also for her to learn how to think from the perspective of a director.

She has the same temperament as the old man, and they both belong to the type that is usually boring and pretends not to tell outsiders about something. With Xue Yong coming to familiarize her with the work, it will be very convenient to communicate with her often.

This is Xu Xin's goal.

The people in the room chatted in detail.

The people in the factory also know his personality, and he likes to prepare for everything underneath. All possible situations, regardless of whether they are nonsense or unconstrained, have given sufficient possibility estimates before doing it.

In this way, multiple responses in multiple situations can be guaranteed.

Waiting for everything to be talked about, the time is close to 11 o'clock.

Xu Xin, who originally planned to talk to Liu Yifei and Lin Gou, had no choice but to give up.

But when everyone left the director's room one after another, Zhang Mo sat on the sofa without moving.

As soon as Xu Xin saw it, he knew that she had something to look for.

After seeing off the others, he went back to the house and just lit a cigarette when Zhang Mo took out a brand new household registration book from the briefcase he carried with him.

"Give."

"... Aunt Ting's?"

"right."

After handing the account book to Xu Xin, Zhang Mo nodded:

"All of them were added again, and then separated from the original account."

Xu Xin did not say a word, opened the account book, and saw the column for the head of the household.

and the ID card stuck in the cover of the account book.

Auntie Ting is pretty.

But compared to being beautiful, Xu Xin feels more trust and expectation while holding this account book and ID card.

Yang Mi said that after she had a child, she was completely different from when she had no children.

Belongs to the maternal instinct, she looks forward to everything that can make the two children happy. Let her resist, even resent, or want to destroy everything that wronged the two children.

Not only her, but also Xu Xin.

Not to mention anything else, when he was vaccinated, he saw the two children crying there, and he never gave the nurse who gave the needle a good look...Of course, it is also possible that he was wearing a mask, and the nurse didn't even see him gnashing his teeth. .

But anyway, he could understand what his wife said.

But just because of understanding, at this moment, after looking at the information of the head of the household in the household registration book at this moment... he can't help but think that from the birth of the first child to now... when the mother sees that the child has been in the "black household" status, the name is not justified It doesn't go well, how sad it must be.

It also suddenly occurred to me... When Aunt Ting sent the household registration book and ID card to Zhang Mo, what kind of expectations she had in her heart.

Thinking of this, he nodded heavily:

"Tell Aunt Ting, just wait for my news. This matter must be fine."

"…Um!"

Zhang Mo responded:

"Then my dad is looking for a relationship with Wuxi..."

"Don't."

Xu Xin shook his head without thinking:

"Don't. Leave this matter to me. Once my dad finds someone to find it safe, I will get the marriage certificate together. You find someone to do this now. What if something goes wrong? It's not necessary , Just wait for my news."

"...Well, that's fine."

After Zhang Mo nodded in agreement, he continued:

"After we go to Qinglong Village tomorrow, are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm going to Shanghai to deal with the World Expo... What's wrong?"

"Auntie Ting would like to invite you to come and have a sit at home..."

"...?"

Xu Xin was taken aback:

"Aunt Ting called me?"

"Hmm...she already knew you. Especially since you gave her so many things this year...a wall is piled up..."

"...Wait a minute wait... What?"

Perhaps she was a little shocked by her description of "a wall".

Xu Xin's mind suddenly didn't turn around:

"Who did I send?"

"...?"

Now Zhang Mo was also stunned:

"What?"

"ah?"

The two stared at each other for a while, and after clarifying the master-slave relationship, Xu Xin asked:

"Didn't I just bring you two boxes of good tea and a thermos cup? That's the old man's current hand. What else?"

"...But Sun Ting contacted me, buying fish maw, bird's nest and other supplements for Aunt Ting, as well as toys for children, and several boxes of wine and cosmetics..."

As she spoke, she herself was speechless.

Looking at Xu Xin who looked blank in front of him...

Looking at his "virtue", he doesn't seem like someone who understands "You Lan" and "Jenny Brown".

"Sent by Mimi? Aunt Ting also told you not to spend money next time..."

"...my thermos cup cost six hundred and eighty, and the tea was taken from home."

"..."

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

To be honest, in Zhang Mo's eyes, tea leaves don't matter, and a cup of 680 yuan doesn't sound expensive at first glance.

But it is very much in line with my father's wishes.

Father is not saying that there is a shortage of people to give gifts to, but there are not many people who know what they are missing.

What is the thermos cup with... The magnetic force is still high-tech. According to my father, using this cup every day is good for the body.

The tea leaves are also the thick, strong, bitter black tea that he likes.

He has a bad stomach, and Aunt Ting doesn’t let him drink green tea or strong tea. Except for Xu Xin, most people really dare not give...

It can be said that this gift is not expensive, but it is sent to the heart.

So, it's also "expensive".

But these two...

"Don't you two discuss each other's gifts?"

"no."

Xu Xin looked innocent:

"I don't even know who to give a gift to... She's in charge."

"..."

Finally, this topic was left alone.

Can't continue talking.

Zhang Mo understood as soon as he heard it, he was probably a big shopkeeper at home.

Xu Xin gave himself a clearer definition:

"Eating and Waiting to Die"

Since his wife took over the affairs of the family, he basically doesn't worry about these things.

"Anyway, what Aunt Ting means is that she wants to invite you to my house as a guest. See when it's convenient for you... She wants to thank you in person."

"Don't."

Xu Xin shook his head:

"If I thank you, I won't go. Does the old man know about this?"

"I know...but he won't let me. Say you're too busy, so don't delay your work."

"Tsk..."

Hearing this, Xu Xin shook his head.

Give you so many presents, even the house is not allowed to enter.

Really picky.

Since so...

"Then wait until I come back from Shanghai... Is there an airport in Wuxi?"

"Yes, Shuofang Airport."

Zhang Mo nodded first, then said: