non-famous actor

Li Yapeng will not play Linghu Chong again! "

Hearing his girlfriend complaining about others, Sun Hao smiled softly.

It turned out that Shao Bing was fired from playing Linghu Chong in his previous life, not because he played big names, but because someone insisted on letting him go.

……

Someone wants to let Shao Bing go, but Sun Hao insists on letting Zhang Yimou stay.

the next day, early morning

Before many people woke up from their sleep, Sun Hao waited early in the lobby of the hotel where Zhang Yimou was staying.

"Hey... Sun Hao, why are you here?"

"Don't you need to film today?"

Zhang Yimou, who was sleepy, came down from upstairs and was about to go to the restaurant for breakfast, when he caught sight of Sun Hao.

"Shoot, of course I want to shoot!

However, I changed the filming time to the afternoon. "

"Then you are..."

"Director, I came here specially to pick you up." Standing in the lobby, Sun Hao wanted to smile honestly.

"Why pick me up?" Zhang Yimou became even more curious.

"Director, look, I already helped you yesterday. Although you haven't decided whether to shoot the movie or not, I also helped."

"Yes, I know this!"

"Then should you pay back the favor?"

"Well..., it should be!"

Although there is a smile on his face, Zhang Yimou swears in his heart that this is Sun Hao. If another person from the Chinese film and television circle comes over, I will definitely slap him.

Also..., return your sister!

Zhang Yimou was slandering, Sun Hao laughed.

"Then..., director, let's go!"

"Go, what are you going to do?"

"Shoot an ad for me, an ad for a mobile phone."

"Uh……"

"Director, don't eat breakfast here. Do you still remember the thatched hut last night? I sent Zeng Li over early in the morning and told the fat boss to make your favorite chicken noodle soup."

"I love chicken noodle soup..., who said that? I like to eat Shanbei oil-splashed noodles!"

"Hey, it's all the same!"

Sun Hao smiled and pulled Zhang Yimou into the car.

……

Round straw hat, red autumn coat, green army trousers, green rubber shoes...

An hour later, Zhang Yimou, who had finished eating chicken noodle soup in the grass shed, looked at his appearance and the tattered tricycle next to him, he was really a little dazed.

Why am I so familiar with this outfit?

At this time, Sun Hao walked over with a walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Director, the plot of this advertisement is very simple.

You are a rag collector who walks around the streets. When you came to this village, you saw a little boy who wanted to eat walnuts but was biting them with his teeth. So you moved your heart and took his walnuts. Shoot, the walnut was broken, but the phone was still intact. At this time, the singing sounded, and the screen showed that there was a call coming in. "

At this point, Sun Hao specially instructed:

"Director, when you come over there on this tricycle, you can yell or not, but you must remember that you are not allowed to yell [An Hong, I miss you]..."

"Pfft, haha..."

Sun Hao, who was lecturing, hadn't finished the precautions when Zeng Li, Hu Jing, Yan Danchen and others standing at the head of Gongjilou Village burst into laughter.

Zhang Yimou wanted to get angry, but suddenly he was happy too.

Hehe... It's interesting, I can be his father at my age, but Sun Hao regards me as a buddy.

Chapter 367 Xia Menxing (End)

With a short story and a shooting time of less than 1 minute, coupled with Sun Hao's royal photographer Ning Hao taking the shot, an interesting mobile phone advertisement was released in less than half an hour.

Zhang Yimou felt that this should be the case!

It doesn't matter if it's money or not, as long as Sun Hao's favor is returned, it will save this ghostly kid from trying to torment himself.

For example, he recommended Zeng Li again...

Unexpectedly, things were not so simple. Just when Zhang Yimou wanted to take off the clothes, Sun Hao came again.

"Director, have you seen Mr. Bean's works?"

"Hmm... I've seen it!"

"Okay, let me tell you about the content of the next commercial..."

"Uh..., no!"

Zhang Yimou felt that something was wrong. If I shoot an advertisement for you, I will shoot one advertisement for you. It doesn’t matter if you give me favor, but what is the matter if you ask me to shoot another advertisement?

However, the action was still slow, and when he wanted to reach out to stop Sun Hao, he had already spoken.

"Director, I forgot to tell you, what I'm filming is actually a commercial skit, just now was the first scene, now let's shoot the second scene.

The plot is like this, there is a row of chairs by the side of the road, Hu Jing sits on the chair with a player and listens to music, the singing is a little loud, it wakes you who is squinting at the other end of the row of chairs, you signal her to put on the earphones, and she Do not listen.

So you pull out your phone, you start playing music, and…, and then you two fight, and she turns up the volume, and you turn up the phone.

In the end, the radio in Hu Jing's hand smoked, but the sound quality of your mobile phone was still clear. "

"Um……"

Zhang Yimou understands the creativity of this story.

If the ad clip just now showed the drop resistance of the Maimang mobile phone, then this ad clip is about the sound quality and volume of the Maimang mobile phone.

But there was one thing that Zhang Yimou felt he had to ask clearly.

"Sun Hao, are you sure this is the last paragraph?"

"of course not!"

"Then... there are a few more paragraphs, you can also tell them."

"it is good!"

Sun Hao readily agreed, and began to preach in a clear and orderly manner:

"Director, Yan Danchen is a young student who was wandering on the road on a bicycle, but she accidentally dropped her Maimang phone from her pocket to the ground.

She stopped the bicycle and wanted to bend down to pick it up, but before she could move, you were riding a tricycle for waste collection and crushed it...

At this time, you must be nervous. Today's business has not opened yet, and I will lose a lot of money.

But at this time, Yan Danchen picked up the mobile phone from the ground generously, held it in his hand and looked at it, then smiled at you and said, "It's okay, uncle, this is Maimang!" "

……

"Director, Li Bingbing is a company executive, her favorite thing to do is to listen to music in the office in her spare time.

But today, as soon as she put the disc in the CD, before she pressed the play button, melodious singing sounded in the office.

Turning around, Li Bingbing saw you cleaning, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

And at this time, you also felt that Li Bingbing was paying attention to you, so you raised your head and smiled honestly, "Maimang, music phone!" "

……

After listening to the story idea seven times in a row, Zhang Yimou felt like he was going to die. Is this fucking commercial?

This is obviously filming a TV series, and this small story is connected with one small story, and it is almost impossible to tell me that I want him to support the heroine.

And just when Zhang Yimou was about to get angry, as soon as Sun Hao reached out, Zeng Li immediately handed over a bag, which contained a book, a stack of papers and an agreement.

"Hey..., director, I asked Sister Hua, and she doesn't know how much you are worth for making commercials, so the reward I give you is a bit special. It is the right to adapt a novel and I use my shallow knowledge to adapt it. out of the screenplay.

The original novel "Diary of Naguanfu" was adapted into a movie script called "The Undertaker". "

"Oh……"

Hearing this, Zhang Yimou was immediately interested, and put the unhappiness just now out of the blue.

[Winter, Eastern Henan

An old hearse was driving on a country road covered in silver.

In the car

Lao Chen of the county funeral home was sitting in the co-pilot seat smoking a cigarette, while Xie Zhangzhu, a college student who had just been assigned from the funeral major of Shancheng City Management Vocational College, was sitting in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel.

Xie Zhangzhu's inner monologue: I remember the winter when I was a child, it was not so cold.

The hearse drove towards the village covered with a thin layer of snow.

Village Residence·Exterior Scene (Li Laogen's House)

The hearse parked in front of a house with papyrus on the outer door...]

……

Once people are motivated, no matter what they do, they will be very efficient.

According to Sun Hao's plan, the seven short advertisement clips started shooting at [-]:[-] in the morning and could be completed at about [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

Unexpectedly, everyone finished work at 01:30 in the afternoon.

The place for lunch is still the thatched hut last night, and the fat boss is still in charge of the cook.But the difference is that Zhang Yimou held the movie script "The Undertaker" in his hand even when he was eating today. He was fascinated by it, and sometimes there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

Sun Hao knew that Zhang Yimou must have been in love with the scene, after all, the old father passed away not long ago.

"Sun Hao..."

"Ok?"

"I filmed this movie script." Zhang Yimou raised his head.

"It was originally for you. You shoot commercials for me, and I will pay you." Sun Hao laughed.

But Zhang Yimou shook his head.

"Sun Hao, you don't understand what I mean.

I mean, Weiping used to be able to make this kind of movie, but now he can't. He wants to make blockbuster movies like you, and earn dollars and pounds in the European and American film markets.

Therefore, I hope that you will invest in this film, and by the way, you will help me revise the script of the film. "

"Hmm... yes!" Sun Hao thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.

"Any other requests?"

Seeing Sun Hao readily agreeing, Zhang Yimou was not used to it.This guy is a master who refuses to suffer a little bit.

"Why, you wish I had?"

"Uh..., no, no!" Zhang Yimou quickly waved his hand.

……

"Action!"

"I wasn't hurt, I wasn't burned, I just burned a few hairs when I came out!"

"Hospitalized?

I was hospitalized because I choked a few puffs of cigarettes. The factory leaders were afraid that something might happen, so they asked me to observe in the hospital for a few days. "

In the reception room at the gate of Damai Technology, Hu Jing, who was dressed in a yellow dress, was youthful and beautiful, swinging her body proudly while talking on the phone.

At this time, Tian Zheng, in black trousers and a white short-sleeved T-shirt, stood at the gate, with a black bag on his left shoulder.