Seventy two hundred

"Director, is this the charm of the documentary you mentioned?"

"Can success be achieved based on other people's pain, contradictions, and quarrels?"

Xu Tang was dumbfounded for a moment, and the enthusiasm in his heart seemed to be extinguished in an instant.

He was holding a cigarette in his mouth, and he didn't finish a puff, hanging on his lips, his complexion was getting worse little by little.

Often blocked by Guan Ming's words, Xu Tang almost got used to this rhythm, but this time it seemed to be different, Guan Ming obviously had a very serious tone.

Xu Tang frowned slightly, but with a smile on his face, he took the cigarette from his mouth and stared at Guan Ming: "Brother Ming's words...are they serious?"

Guan Ming took a puff of a cigarette, didn't look at Xu Tang, and said lightly, "Is it serious? I just saw some facts and thought that's what a documentary needs - to magnify the contradictions and achieve the goal."

Xu Tang listened quietly to what Guan Ming said, and after thinking about it, it seemed that this was the case, and Guan Ming's doubts were not unreasonable.

"Although your words sound harsh," Xu Tang put the cigarette back into his mouth again, took a puff, and sunken his cheeks, until the smoke from the burning tobacco filled his mouth and nasal cavity, and then exhaled slowly, lightly He smiled: "But I have to admit that what you said is actually very correct."

"I think whether it is a feature film or a documentary, contradiction must be the most important component. Finding contradictions and magnifying contradictions is the basic operation. How to intensify contradictions is the real test of the director's skill. The audience will always look forward to the unknown, and conflicts may arise anytime and anywhere. Change is everywhere, and it’s all happening real, not fake, and that’s the beauty of documentaries.”

Xu Tang bowed his head, pinched the butt of the cigarette with his thumb and index finger, took the last puff, threw it on the ground and stepped on it, looked up at Guan Ming again, picked up the shelf that had been put down for a while, and said, "Little Guan, I call you Brother Ming because I appreciate your ability and like you. Since you are here and have been working with me for the past few months, I will teach you one more thing—”

He gently put his hand on Guan Ming's back, as if giving back to Guan Ming the harshness he had just received, and finished calmly: "A glass heart is not good for making documentaries."

After Xu Tang finished speaking, he picked up the cigarette butt on the ground, and threw it into the large open trash can in front of the restaurant in an arc, put his hand in his trouser pocket, turned around and walked to the private room.

Guan Ming was left standing alone at the door, facing the bright sun, but wearing a heavy suit. After smoking a cigarette, he couldn't help smoking another.

After lunch, the mayor, Zhang Wenliang, and his staff personally accompanied Xu Tang and the others to Tian Lin's house.

Several cadres in the town took Tian Weidong to do ideological work earnestly, saying that Tian Lin was giving back to his hometown, that today's society has progressed, and live broadcasting can also be a serious career, and they tried their best to persuade him to let him appear on the scene.

Tian Weidong didn't listen at all at first, but the mayor went out in person, and the cadres promised to help their family apply for another subsistence allowance after the filming, so Tian Weidong gradually relaxed.

But he still put on a look of bitterness and hatred, and said that he would never appear in the camera, and he only reluctantly agreed that the film crew could go to his house to take pictures.

Fortunately, this can be regarded as progress. When the mayor and his party left, Xu Tang held Tian Lin's shoulders and took Fang Fei Xiaohe to thank them, almost embarrassing Mayor Zhang and the others.

After seeing off the reception party, the sky became softer, and Xu Tang issued an order to officially start work.

Guan Ming didn't say much this time, and arranged for Dafei and Leizi to assemble the equipment and lens.

Lao Wan and Master Han saw that Xu Tang's face was not very cheerful, so they also speeded up their work, and arranged the old tile-roofed house and dilapidated yard of Tian Lin's family to create a suitable atmosphere.

Xu Tang came out from behind the monitor, walked to the stone table and stool in the middle of the yard, patted Tian Lin on the shoulder, and said with a kind and gentle face like a brother, "Xiao Tian, ​​you will broadcast the live broadcast as usual in a while, be natural , let go, talk to your fans, and show them the special products you have on hand."

Tian Lin nodded, a shy smile appeared on his clean face, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he looked at Xu Tang sincerely: "Good director, I am just... hey, I'm a little nervous, afraid that I won't perform well in front of the camera. good……"

"Don't be nervous", Xu Tang smiled brightly, his beautiful peach eyes were like water ripples, he blinked hard at Tian Lin, tapped his chest with the back of his hand, and said in relief: "Master Xiao Tian is so handsome, very photogenic, be more confident !"

After shooting a few sets of live shots in the yard, they switched to shooting indoors.

Tian Lin's room is small, and colorful local specialties are piled up all over the room, almost as high as half a wall.

After setting the scene, Guan Ming set up the camera position, Lao Han set up the lighting, and the indoor scene started shooting smoothly.

When shooting the indoor part, Xu Tang noticed a figure occasionally appearing outside the window. It was a hunched body, shabby clothes, with uneasiness and doubt in his eyes, but Xu Tang knew that there might not be a trace of it in that look. concern for the family.

After filming the indoor scenes, it was nearly 06:30 in the evening, and the sky was getting darker little by little.

Everyone was busy packing up the equipment. Xu Tang and Guan Ming stood together watching the replay of the clip they had just shot. The atmosphere around them was cold, and neither of them could see the ease and happiness after work was over.

"Brother," a childish girl spoke behind them, Xu Tang and Guan Ming both turned their heads, and saw the little girl's trembling eyes fixed on Guan Ming's face: "Do you have... Tangtang? "

She moved closer again, deliberately hiding in the fields and forests not far away, lowered her voice, and only smiled sweetly at Guan Ming, innocently asking, "Xiao Shuang wants to eat Tangtang...do you have any?"

Xu Tang broke his skills all at once, looking at the big and small eyes staring at each other in front of him, he burst out laughing.

"Little boy, this brother doesn't like sweets." Xu Tang squatted down, took out half a piece of chocolate and a pack of milk candies from his trouser pocket, and gently put them in the little girl's hands. His eyes were full of gentleness, and he said softly: "Brother has it, I'll give it all to you, okay?"

However, the little girl was discovered by Tian Weidong as soon as she happily took the things.

"Tian Xiaoshuang!" Tian Weidong walked over hunchbacked, grabbed the back of her neck, and cursed sharply: "You son of a bitch, you don't listen to greetings! Come here!"

With only one hand, he directly carried away the aggrieved and shocked kid.

Xu Tang was still squatting on the spot laughing, raised his head and unconsciously looked at Guan Ming, as if maintaining the tacit understanding formed over the past few days, wanting to share a short moment of lightness, he happened to meet Guan Ming's eyes looking over.

In the next second, Guan Ming pursed his lips, and moved his eyes away unnaturally.

Everyone had dinner in the town and went back to the hotel to rest.

On the first day of official shooting, they moved to different cities, traveling, and the work progress fluctuated greatly. It should be easy to fall asleep, but Xu Tang didn't feel tired at all.

He was lying on the bed tossing and turning, replaying in his mind the few questions that Guan Ming stood outside the hotel at noon, obviously he had also argued with reason, and those experiences and theories were full of momentum when he said them, but he just felt that there was something in his heart. Difficult to level.

Probably because, in the days of filming documentaries in the past, no one really questioned him like this, no one asked him so bluntly, it was like a thorn piercing through him, no blood was seen, but it made his chest uncomfortable, making people blocked panic.

Xu Tang contacted a friend with experience in poverty alleviation, and sent a message to a live broadcast brokerage company boss who had a close relationship with him, and decided to help Tian Lin.

After sending the message, Xu Tang couldn't fall asleep. He put on his coat and went downstairs, walked around the hotel yard slowly, trying to sort out everything.

The moonlight shone brightly on the ground, elongating Xu Tang's shadow, and when he circled around to the entrance of the hotel courtyard, Guan Ming suddenly appeared like a ghost and stepped on the shadow behind him.

"Xiao...Brother Ming?" When Xu Tang turned around, he noticed a wall of people in front of him. He raised his head and saw Guan Ming. He smiled and asked, "Why did you come down?"

Guan Ming didn't go forward, but said in a calm voice in the darkness, separated by a long figure, "I can't sleep, come out to smoke."

Xu Tang was generous, took a step forward, reached out to Guan Ming for a cigarette, and asked with a smile, "Why, it's been a day, and you still can't figure it out?"

Seeing Guan Ming pursing his lips with a deflated expression on his face, Xu Tang felt a little funny, thinking that Guan Ming looked like an awkward big boy at this moment, and said: "In my team, there is never any overnight unhappiness, don't worry about it." Whoever is unhappy, I have to coax them in the end, if it’s really not possible, let’s go have a drink or two, and you can ask whatever you want.”

Xu Tang put his hands down, put them in his trouser pockets, raised his face, straightened his upper body, his lower eyelashes fluttered under the bright moonlight, looked at Guan Ming and asked with a smile, "Or do you want Tangtang too? It's a pity that I gave it to my little sister, otherwise I could use it to coax you."