Rebirth to dominate the film and television industry

Han Xun asked for an outline, and of course Gai Lu turned over the bag immediately.

As a professional editor and director, it is a basic skill to carry project manuscripts with you.

But when Han Xun took over the "Outline", he didn't expect it to be so thick.

A stack of printed manuscripts was booked, and the edges were still slightly yellowed, which showed signs of frequent flipping.

Ge Lu said: "This is the first draft, and there are a lot of manual revisions in it, but because I don't have any material, I can't make up my mind for the time being. I want to wait until the filming is finished and review the material before deciding how to edit it."

When Han Xun wrote scripts, the outline was often one or two hundred words, and at most no more than a thousand.

The first draft of Gelu's outline is eloquent, like a love poem spanning years, listing all the forms of documentary, and expressing his imagination in detail.

For example, whether the special effects in the opening chapter are natural scenery or old film, whether the overall style is nostalgic or modern realistic, he wrote several options in words, and even hesitated to use black signature pens, blue ballpoint pens, and blue-black fountain pens The handwriting was temporarily supplemented on the blank paper.

The content is detailed and full of Gelu's expectations for this documentary, Han Xun didn't know what to say for a while.

He turned back and saw the biographies.

At that time, he was an aerospace satellite engineer, a researcher in charge of missile research and development, an academician, chief engineer, and deputy chief engineer. After reading page by page, Han Xun could even read Gelu's admiration from their simple lives.

He raised his head, looked at Gelu who was full of expectation, and asked with a complicated expression: "These people, can't they all be your grandparents?"

"Yes." The real red descendants even live in a very high-end environment, and Gailu's tone reveals the lofty respect of the younger generation for the elders, "I was raised by them when I was young. When I was young, we all lived in the same courtyard. I have played in a research and development factory. Unfortunately, my qualifications are limited, and I can’t study for graduate school like my brothers and sisters. I followed my grandparents to do scientific research, and I couldn’t bear hardships, so I studied directing in the military election. I have been working in military industry since college. Documentary."

The military industry is sensitive and there are many audits. For a related household like Gelu who is full of connections, many things can only be edited and edited for self-appreciation.

He talked about the long-prepared outline in Han Xun's hand, and talked about the filming he participated in in recent years from his university graduation works full of emotion.

Almost every place he goes, every time he completes a work, he will make changes to this outline.

He said: "I have always wanted to cut the best documentary to repay them, so I have made very detailed preparations in the early stage, and I have carefully considered all the places I can think of. Visit them often to see if there is anything missing that hasn't been considered."

Han Xun looked at the text and the revised places, and even listed the interests and hobbies of the subjects clearly.

The large-scale documentary this time is not a biography of a character. The things written by Gelu may not appear in front of serious cameras after editing.

But he still wrote it, only hoping to show the greatness of these grandparents as much as possible during the filming process.

The first subject to be shot in the documentary will be around next week.

Han Xun packed up the damp sea breeze and went home with a heavy outline on his back.

Sitting on the sofa, he carefully looked through Gelu's ideas and themes for the documentary, and several serious narrations of documentaries clearly appeared in his mind.

Poverty, backwardness, and technological blockade, this group of people created an era with bare hands on the barren land. It is not an exaggeration to say that they "turn a stone into gold".

When Xu Simiao went downstairs, he saw Han Xun staring at a thick stack of typed drafts, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Script?" Xu Simiao limped over and slammed into the sofa heavily.

Han Xun helped him put his crutches away and said, "It's the material of the documentary."

Xu Simiao flipped through it casually, and most of the pages in it were about the experiences and personalities of the characters.

He asked suspiciously, "Do you want to shoot so many people in your documentary?"

Han Xun said: "Although there are so many people in the data, if it is actually edited, the footage of one person should not exceed 5 minutes."

The characters shot in documentaries are always inseparable from his pursuit and career.

Han Xun looked at the relevant materials of this large section of military researchers, and what he pieced together was not a lonely life of one person, but a history of hard work helped and supported by a group of people.

Seeing that Xu Simiao was watching seriously, Han Xun smiled and stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, "Mr. Xu is not afraid of being convicted of espionage after reading the classified information?"

"If you want to be sentenced, you will be sentenced for leaking secrets." Xu Simiao smiled and held Han Xun's hand, rubbing the ring on his hand, "These are all things that have passed the confidentiality period, satellites, submarine missiles, destroyers, and patriotic The latter is history, and it is not new at all.”

It is indeed a military project that has lost the meaning of secrecy. Most of the researchers involved in these projects have retired, and only a few people are still on the job. From the data, the passionate youth they fought for has long become an old history. .

Han Xun smiled and said, "Because it is history, we are going to record it."

Xu Simiao could see that Han Xun was interested in documentaries. After all, this kind of past, which has gone through hardships and recalled bitterness and sweetness, is a standard textbook story when digging deeper.

Visiting the aircraft carrier and changing Han Xun to participate in the process of recording the story, Xu Simiao couldn't figure out whether it was worth it, as long as Han Xun was happy.

The patient with plastered legs directly lifted his leg, pressed it on Han Xun and said, "I will remove the plaster in a few days and go back to work at the company. Since you like this documentary, you can take your time."

Han Xun looked at him in surprise. It is rare for Xu Simiao to actively create value for society.

"Then I'll accompany you to remove the plaster." Han Xun thought for a moment, thinking he had figured out Mr. Xu's deep meaning.

"No need." Xu Simiao evoked a gentle smile, "Just come back from work and make up for me on the bed. By the way, where is my gift?"

Xu Simiao, who asked for a gift, smiled like a coquettish and seductive Xiaomi.

However, Boss Han was shocked and completely forgot about buying gifts.

When the smile on Mr. Xu's mouth gradually disappeared, Han Xun finally took the risk and replied: "...the courier hasn't been delivered yet."

Xu Simiao strongly disliked the gift that had to be delivered to the door by courier.

Such a gift has no sincerity and no soul. Even if Han Xun said it was a model aircraft carrier, it would not be able to restore Xu Simiao's cold and hard heart.

When Xu Simiao made a fuss, Han Xun didn't have the slightest temper, and cooperated with all his demands with a guilty conscience.

When Han Xun woke up and heard Xu Simiao said that he would go back to the company to process the documents, he was relieved, took out his mobile phone to place an order online, and urged the boss to hurry up with SF Express.

But half a day later, SF Express came to the door on time, and the two big boxes were placed in the living room, challenging the hands-on ability of the screenwriter who was not working hard.

When he bought it, he considered Xu Simiao's picky nature and specially bought a super-large model in an attempt to surprise Xu Simiao.

However, after Han Xun opened the package and saw the bits and pieces of white and gray parts and drawings with complicated numbers, he instantly felt that he was asking for trouble.

Why don't I buy a assembled model?Han Xun thought about it seriously, and when he bought the finished product, he said it was his own effort. Xu Simiao would definitely accept this lie and not expose it.

Now, Han Xun had to do it himself.

Fortunately, his reading comprehension ability is superb, otherwise, the deconstruction and assembly of this 2D floor plan would not be possible at all.

After two hours of hard work, he finally completed the first aircraft carrier assembled by himself.

And Han Xun discovered a cosmic truth-the extra mysterious fragments on the table will not affect the synthesis of the aircraft carrier!

Between "removing and reinstalling" and "nothing happened", Han Xun really chose the latter, put down the crystallization of wisdom, prepared to rest, and then challenged the hands-on master.

When Xu Simiao came home, he saw Han Xun staring at a model aircraft carrier, feeling the aura of heaven and earth, absorbing the brilliance of the sun and the moon, without changing the script or watching documentaries, which is a miracle.

"This is my gift?"

Han Xun nodded and said, "This ship I assembled with my own hands is for you."

"What about this box?" Xu Simiao pointed to the unopened box of models on the ground.

Han Xun stared at the magic fragments on the table, and said, "I bought it back and used it as a reference for you to play with when you are idle and bored, whether you like it or not."

Anyway, he didn't want to fight anymore.

Since it was a gift from Han Xun, no matter how much Xu Simiao despised it as having no soul, he would do it himself and show it to Han Xun.

A handsome man, even assembling models is so pleasing to the eye, Han Xun held his face, watching his long eyelashes drooping, his eyes blinking intently, handsome like a skilled modeler.

That blueprint was hardly difficult for Xu Simiao. Most of the time, he picked up the parts and installed them. He seldom stared at the blueprint like Han Xun and thought hard.

"Aren't you afraid of pretending to be wrong?" Han Xun asked curiously.

Xu Simiao glanced at him with a smile, picked up the small radar and twirled it at his fingertips, "I taught Rex to assemble a destroyer when I was 15 years old. You are just a toy, and it is not easy."

Showing off makes people jealous, and Han Xun couldn't help asking: "How big is your destroyer?"

"1 to 150." Xu Simiao looked at him with a smile, "Do you want it? I'll make one for you some other day and play in the bathtub."

Han Xun didn't want such a childish remote control toy at all.

He snorted softly and said, "Forget it, I'm afraid of electric leakage."

The aircraft carrier model assembled by Han Xun is placed in the trophy showcase in the living room, and the aircraft carrier assembled by Xu Simiao is placed in the bedroom.

Who told Xu Simiao to assemble it quickly and well, there were no spare parts left, and the models looked a bit more advanced than those assembled by Han Xun.

Han Xun looked at the model assembled by Xu Simiao in the bedroom, and always felt that the model had a sense of sacredness of a schoolmaster, and the photos he took casually all looked majestic under the gentle light.

Therefore, Han Xun's long-lost Weibo was updated with an aircraft carrier assembled by Xueba himself.

Han Xue, who had been guarding for a long time, rushed forward and was just a meme.

——Teacher Han!Is the next script about an aircraft carrier?

—Maybe it’s the story of the modeler.

——No, no, maybe it’s a heartwarming story about a toy shop owner who inherited the family business and brought joy to the children, I love it!

——Although I want to say whether it was assembled by Mr. Han, but such a beautiful model is bought at first sight qaq

Han Xun: ...

Everyone's thoughts were very active. After a few minutes, a model of an aircraft carrier had more than a dozen guesses, but no one guessed that it was assembled by him, giving him a little room for pride.

Sure enough, is Xu Simiao's hand magical?It's disappointing that no one came to a show.

Han Xun silently put away his phone, and decided not to post fishing pictures until the new script was finalized, and no fish were hooked at all!

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