ideal entertainment circle

Island H is not cold in January.

Chu Qiu and Guo Kuang landed on the island with the warm sea breeze blowing with the crew of "Born to the Sun".

The two of them didn't plan to have a big fight, thanks to Zhang Dali's failure to invite Guo Kuang, Chu Qiu finally got a private phone call from Director Xiao Guo this time, and the two of them communicated more privately.

Although they were all formulaic conversations arranged around scripts and movies, without any small talk, Chu Qiu still felt quite happy.

He has his previous self for comparison, and every trace of change and progress is visible to the naked eye.

Every time Chu Qiu compares his current self with his previous self, he can find that he has changed a lot without knowing it—whether it is himself or the people around him.

A good change is always pleasant.

Chu Qiu and Zhang Dali each carried a small suitcase, which was full of lightweight autumn and summer clothes, and took off their down jackets and sweaters, and put them on their hands.

Small-budget movies, the so-called small-budget, means saving as much as possible.

In fact, Chu Qiu didn’t need to worry too much, but Guo Kuang’s suggestion was directly rejected by Guo Kuang. Guo Kuang’s films have never required high investment, because big investment is often followed by capital kidnapping. It is a nightmare for directors who are not good at commercial films.

So Guo Kuang has his own style of doing things.

For example, he will habitually reject capital, and will make his own budget table accurate to hundreds of digits, and slowly increase or decrease based on it.

Because the cost is limited, Guo Kuang usually takes people to take the real scene directly. As for the extras, he just finds local people, 200 yuan a day, and most people are willing to act.

Guo Kuang's movies don't have any big scenes, and the ones that Chu Qiu remembers the most are just six people in the same scene.

Of course, the crowd-moving shots that were shot as footage don’t count.

Guo Kuang's behavior, at best it sounds like careful planning, at worst it is stingy.

For example, this time to shoot "Born to the Sun", the crew is full of eleven people, including Chu Qiu, Guo Kuang, Zhang Dali, plus the psychologist and mother, and then three photographers, a lighting artist, and a makeup artist. Plus an assistant.

Compared to other crews, it's simply shabby.

——The only aspect that made Chu Qiu think it was good to be stingy was probably that following Guo Kuang, he could always find some hidden places with excellent scenery.

They got off the plane, took a bus for four hours, and took a motorcycle for about [-] minutes before finally arriving at their destination.

The destination is a small town.

This small town is surrounded by mountains and faces the sea.

——not so much a town as a small fishing village.

According to Guo Kuang, there are no more than five hundred things in this town that can breathe.

The buildings in the town are sparse and old, and traces of brick walls and stone slabs can still be vaguely seen on the buildings.Although there is some modern atmosphere to some extent, under the erosion of the sea wind, it is also covered with mottled stains.

Coconut trees and tropical shrubs grow recklessly on both sides of the road, swaying comfortably with the wind, and the rustling sound is like a brisk and joyful song.

As soon as he stepped into this town, Chu Qiu understood why Guo Kuang chose this place.

It is bright, splendid, and full of vitality, but it is depressing and closed because of the mountains it is surrounded by.

The lens and tone of a typical Guo Kuang-style film.

When Chu Qiu and the others arrived, it was already close to dusk, and half of the sun's face was exposed on the sea, dyeing the sky, sea and the town into a harmonious orange.

There are no serious hotels in this town, only a guest house.

There are only six rooms in the guest house, four of which have only one single bed.

The owner of the guest house ran all over the town to borrow three camp beds, so he had no choice but to live in twos except for one lady who was left alone.

Eleven outsiders came to the town at one time, which was big news in this closed town.

As soon as Chu Qiu and the others packed their luggage and went downstairs, many people surrounded them, looking at them like monkeys.

This group of people in the entertainment industry are no strangers to this situation. The male actor playing the doctor is handsome and mature, and he didn't show any disgust at this situation. He just gently asked the owner of the guest house where there is a restaurant, but the boss was embarrassed After scratching his head, he said, "There are no restaurants, we all eat at home."

"What restaurant are you looking for? Come to our house to eat!" A girl said in Mandarin with a strong accent. Shaohai, it’s not ready yet, why don’t you go to my house?”

A group of onlookers around nodded and said yes.

Guo Kuang, who didn't want to talk, and Chu Qiu, who didn't like to say anything, didn't express their opinions, and the others who were contacted by Guo Kuang didn't know what to do. In the end, Zhang Dali and the actor who played the doctor were the ones who decided.

A group of people walked to the girl's house. Although Zhang Dali was a bit aggressive, he was the best at finding topics. The girls who grew up in the town were simple and innocent, and they were unsuspecting. Whatever Zhang Dali asked, she would answer. Guo Kuang also asked a question or two every now and then, and the girl answered.

Chu Qiu knew that Guo Kuang was thinking about framing the scene.

Guo Kuang must have stepped here, but the weather on the beach is ever-changing. If you want to shoot in real scenes, you have to see if the sky is beautiful.

Fortunately, their luck is very good. The girl said that the weather has been good recently, and every time they harvest the sea, the harvest is great.

Fish and shrimp are sharper than humans. People who have lived their entire lives by the sea always have their own unique ways of understanding nature.

A group of people who had been tossing all day fell asleep in the guest house, and even a slight musty smell on the bedding could not stop their heavy sleepiness.

Before dawn the next day, Guo Kuang dug Chu Qiu out of the bed, threw away his two sets of thick but shabby clothes, and asked him to change into them.

Zhang Dali was lying on the camp bed, looking at Guo Kuang who barged in, still a little dazed.

But Chu Qiu took it for granted, rubbed his eyes and yawned, and started changing clothes after turning on the light.

Guo Kuang was satisfied, but his face was still expressionless. He turned around and scooped up the three photographers and lighting technicians.

The owner of the hostel was woken up. He watched a few bowls of noodles being served to them, and saw the equipment carried by the photographer and lighting artist. He asked in surprise, "What are you doing here? So early?"

"Make a movie." Guo Kuang replied.

The boss looked surprised, "Can I follow to see?"

Guo Kuang nodded: "As you wish."

Holding flashlights, a group of people dragged a trailer full of equipment and props to the beach.

Zhang Dali followed Chu Qiu, trying to put sunscreen on his face.

"It doesn't matter if you don't feel sorry for your face, but your fans love you!" Zhang Dali found a small gold bottle from his backpack, "Do you feel sorry for your fans?"

Chu Qiu's evasive movement stopped, and he took the small golden bottle resignedly.

"It's pretty good." Said the lighting artist on the side, "It happens that even the foundation is saved."

"No makeup," said Guo Kuang, who was writing the slate of the first act by the tiny light while walking.

There is no such thing as a start-up ceremony for the poor crew.

When the clapperboard fell, the filming officially started.

Today Guo Kuang is going to take a few key shots of Chu Qiu alone on the beach.

The first scene of filming was the scene of Chu Qiu walking toward the ocean facing the rising sun, and it was still a long shot.

When a group of people arrived at the beach, the sky was just slightly bright.

The sea breeze is very cool.

Several photographers listened to Guo Kuang's instructions and set up their cameras.

"Chu Qiu, sit there and brew your emotions." Guo Kuang pointed to the beach smoothed by the tide, "Okay, call me."

Chu Qiu obediently walked over, then sat down on the dry sand.

Guo Kuang never auditioned before filming, and let the actors freely brew and play freely.

The situation of telling a play will only happen when an actor is repeatedly beaten back to reshoot.

On the contrary, Guo Kuang will explain a lot to the photographer.

He tends to let the photography match the performance of the characters, rather than the fixed character's movement to match the photography-although most actors will instinctively find the camera to match.

Once there is a glimmer of light in the sky, it will quickly become a bright day.

Before the sun came out, Chu Qiu raised his hand and gave Guo Kuang an OK gesture.

Guo Kuang didn't bring his assistant with him early in the morning, so Guo Kuang ran over with a clipboard.

"The first scene of "Born to the Sun", ACTION!"

Chu Qiu sat on the beach with his knees crossed, his lack of sleep made him look haggard and tired.

He stared blankly at the distant coastline, his face was expressionless, his lips were slightly parted, and his eyes were unblinking, looking a little silly.

After a few seconds, he blinked lightly, as if he felt a little cold, he stretched out his hands to tighten the old clothes with a few patches on his body, and looked along the sand in front of him.

He quietly looked at the sand for a while, then suddenly reached out, grabbed a handful of sand, and began to build sand castles.

The quiet environment and mechanical movements made him feel slightly happy.

He sang the broken but pleasant warm tune jerky. It seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was dry and hoarse, and his pronunciation was tense, which always made people worry that he would cough out in the next second.

If you listen carefully, you can tell that the tune he is humming unskillfully is "Lullaby" that anyone can hum.

His eyes were drooping, and the long eyelashes were blown by the sea breeze, trembling slightly, with a few fine wet drops of water on them, it was impossible to tell whether it was the traces from his eyes, or the moist morning mist brought by the sea breeze.

The sand castle is just a small bulge with a few sharp corners, but on the sea level covered with mist, the sunlight has pierced through the hazy barrier, driving out the darkness in the sky.

The golden light breaks the dawn, and there are thousands of auspicious colors.

The hand that was building the sandcastle stopped. He raised his eyes and stared blankly at the sun that pierced through the thick fog and dimness. Then he seemed to have discovered something, with a stereotyped exclamation and joy on his face, and stood up. , carefully bypassed the small bulge on the ground, and ran briskly to the beach wet by the tide.

The teenager had asked his mother.

What is death?

Mother said: Death is the end of everything.

The boy asked: What is the end?

Mother replied: Just like the sun, it can tolerate everything, accept everything, don't care about any mistakes and dirt, and accept everything generously.

Don't care about any mistakes and dirt, and accept everything generously.

"Can you accept me too?" Chu Qiu squatted down and touched the cool sea water.

The tail of the waves gently scratched his palm, tender and tender.

He thought he had been recognized, so he showed an expression of surprise to the point of ecstasy, and tightened his grip the next moment.

As if he had received some inspiration, he calmly washed off the sand on his hands, and carefully arranged the worn clothes on his body.

Finally, under the light of the rising sun, the person standing on the edge of the waves showed an extremely bright and beautiful smiling face, without any haze, without dirt and dust.

Like a pilgrimage, the people standing on the edge of the beach calmly and joyfully faced the warm sunshine and strode into the icy ocean.

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