I really don't sell people [entertainment]

When Han Hua returned to the set, Lu Xu, Ke Lao, Zou Mingyu and Fu Yunzhang were all gathered together, looking at something solemnly.

Han Hua walked up to Wu Yuan and asked her what happened.

The latter shook his head: "I don't know, but you can go and have a look. A lot of people passed by just now."

After getting this answer, Han Hua followed her heart and walked over.

Fu Yunzhang felt a familiar aura approaching, and when he turned around, it was indeed Han Hua, and couldn't help laughing: "You're back?"

Han Hua then laughed, "Well, I'm back."

Seeing him like this, Fu Yunzhang felt that his uneasy heart these days had settled down, and his eyes were full of smiles.

He took a step aside, and then explained softly: "This is a sword made by the props team, and it will be used in the final battle. Because there will be a close-up of this sword, Director Lu hopes that this sword will be done well. It feels a little more."

As soon as Han Hua heard "have a little feeling", she suddenly understood the mood of the prop master.

Whether it's a prop artist or any other designer, there is nothing more dreadful to hear than saying "it doesn't feel right", "I want another feeling" and so on.

Lu Xu has been a director for so long, so he naturally knows this, so his requirements are usually very clear, but this time he really... can't think of what he wants specifically.

He stared at the sword again, and finally gave up: "Let the props team try again, if it doesn't work, wait a few days to see if I can come up with a clear idea."

Seeing that everyone looked helpless, Han Hua also leaned forward to take a closer look: "I seem to have a sword in my house, which is a bit similar to this one, but it feels different."

Although Han Hua can understand the pain of the designers, but in fact... he is a sensory school.

Not only is he a sensory school, but many of his teachers are also sensory schools. After all, there is a difference between focusing on one's own art and having Party A's design.

When Lu Xu heard his words, his eyes lit up: "Xiao Han, what does your sword feel like?"

Han Hua thought about it for a while, then shook her head: "I can't tell, anyway, it just feels different from this sword."

Lu Xu nodded clearly: "Okay, thank you then. It may be hard for you to tell me what value and how to protect it, so I can deal with it."

Han Hua replied very eloquently, and Zou Mingyu beside him fell into deep thought.

Among the five people present, is he the only one who doesn't understand what this so-called "feeling" feels like?Can they speak more normally?

He felt that the only thing he felt now was that he was particularly out of place...

After Han Hua agreed, Lu Xu thought he meant to go home to get it, and was still thinking about asking him to reimburse the round-trip transportation expenses when he came back, but he didn't expect that he was on the set again early the next morning. saw him.

Lu Xu wondered if he had a dream last night. Han Hua said that there was a similar sword in his house, which was the plot of the dream.

He thought about checking with Han Hua after he finished his work, but he ended up filming until the afternoon.

And when he was finally free in the afternoon, Han Hua had already walked over with a brocade box: "Director Lu, I sent someone to bring it over."

Lu Xu took the brocade box subconsciously, and Ke Lao, who was resting in the shade, had already swayed over with his cane: "Here it is? Is this yours or your father's?"

Han Hua was particularly frank: "The ones given to me by others should be mine. Director Lu, see if it suits you."

Because Lu Xu only understood the last sentence, he resolutely ignored the previous conversation, found an empty table, opened the brocade box, and took out the sword.

As soon as he saw the hilt, his eyes lit up, and then he drew the sword out of its sheath, and he even took a deep breath.

right!This is the feeling, sharp and unsophisticated, seemingly harmless, but actually powerful.

"That's right, that's what I want!" Lu Xu nodded contentedly, and then asked casually, "How much is this sword? Should I put it in the safe together?"

Han Hua said nonchalantly, "It's less than 100 million. It's a handicraft given to me. As long as it doesn't get stolen, it's fine to put it in the sun."

Seeing his calm appearance, Lu Xu wondered if he had heard a hundred words too much.

He looked at Mr. Ke, who was obviously not as surprised as he was, but the old god said on the ground: "Xiao Lu, if you use Xiao Fu again in the next filming, you can ask this kid to inquire about his family right from the beginning." Are there any props that can be borrowed. There are quite a lot of antiques in his house."

Han Hua didn't agree with this sentence, she frowned and retorted: "My dad doesn't like antiques, and my family doesn't have many antiques."

Ke Lao made a long "Oh" and replied without sincerity: "Yes, I forgot."

Fu Yunzhang didn't have a show today, so he stayed on the set and studied the script with other people.

When Han Hua received the call, he was a little curious, and followed him when he came back.

He heard Ke Lao joking from behind, and seeing Han Hua's rare serious look, he couldn't help laughing: "Ke Lao, stop joking. If he takes it seriously, isn't it difficult for Director Lu to do it?"

If another actor was changed, Lu Xu might feel that the other party had something to say, but if it was Fu Yunzhang, Lu Xu didn't think so at all.

In the words of his private discussion with the screenwriter, after staying with Fu Yunzhang on the set for a long time, they often couldn't tell whether it was the champion or Fu Yunzhang who was talking to them. role, they all have to worry about whether Fu Yunzhang is too involved in the play.

But precisely because of Zhuangyuan Lang's own belief and persistence, they were not worried that Fu Yunzhang would be affected badly, on the contrary, they thought it was pretty good.

After this movie, Fu Yunzhang no longer needs to compete with some insidious people for those small roles, and maintaining a pure temperament will be more beneficial to his future development.

Therefore, for such a person who is so similar to the character, as long as he can understand what he said normally, the other party will definitely not bother to use those inferior methods: "If it is Yunzhang, it really doesn't matter, I am sure there is a suitable role." I will think of you, even if I don’t have it here, my friend has it, I will definitely recommend you.”

Fu Yunzhang smiled again, and didn't think about whether what he said was true or not, he just thought he was being polite.

Lu Xu couldn't be more satisfied with his character. He was about to say something when he saw Han Hua looking at him and asked very seriously, "Director Lu, Yunzhang has no show tonight, right?"

Lu Xu didn't understand, so he said, "No, what's wrong?"

Han Hua asked again, "Then there won't be a show tomorrow morning?"

Lu Xu was even more confused, so: "No, what's the matter?"

Han Hua calmed down her emotions a little, and asked as calmly as possible: "Then can I take Yunzhang out later and come back tomorrow morning?"

Although Lu Xu had said something first, try not to leave the group if you have nothing to do, but he was short-handed, and Fu Yunzhang had never asked for leave, so he waved his hand generously and agreed: "Okay, then you will come back on time."

After Lu Xu finished speaking, he heard "Thank you director", and when he came back to his senses, both of them had disappeared.

He was a little dazed, then saw the brocade box in his hand, and asked Mr. Ke as if he suddenly remembered something: "No, isn't Han Hua a little assistant? Mr. Ke, why did you say that his house has a lot of antiques?"

Ke Lao laughed loudly when he heard the words, but did not explain.

He just looked at the direction where the two disappeared, shook his head and sighed: "It's nice to be young!"

The two people who were sighed by Mr. Ke had already got into a car while he was sighing.

This was Fu Yunzhang's first time watching Han Hua drive, but it was obviously not the first time seeing his proficiency.

"You asked your family to send this car?"

Han Hua happily replied, "Of course, since I asked them to deliver the things for me, I just asked them to drive the car over for me."

Fu Yunzhang doesn't understand cars, he just thinks this car is very beautiful, and Han Hua doesn't need him to understand, anyway, he just wants a two-person world: "Yunzhang, I haven't learned how to ride a horse yet, when I learn, we can go together Horseback riding."

Fu Yunzhang didn't necessarily have to ride a horse. Now he felt good sitting in the car and looking at the speeding scenery outside the window.

But think about it, if you can ride horses and gallop with the person you like, listen to the wind, and enjoy the feeling of being side by side, it seems not bad.

"Then I'll wait for you, I hope you learn faster, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be old and I won't be able to ride a horse anymore."

"How is that possible? Even if you are old, Yunzhang, you are still the most powerful!" Han Hua answered decisively.

After saying this, he calmed down for a while, and when he drove Fu Yunzhang to the restaurant he had checked out a long time ago to finish his meal, and then drove to his destination again with his people, he continued the previous topic: "I was very early. Ask a friend to keep an eye out for some good horses for me, and we'll go and have a look after your movie is finished."

Fu Yunzhang looked at the night that had fallen outside the window, and saw that the car was driving more and more sideways and seemed to enter the road up the mountain. He didn't feel scared, but was curious about what he wanted to do: "Okay. But, why did you bring me here? You want to take me Sell ​​it?"

Han Hua retorted without hesitation: "That won't work. If I sell myself, I can't sell you. Tonight, tonight... I heard that there will be a meteor shower tonight. I want to show you."

Han Hua couldn't help repeating "tonight" three times, it sounded like she was lying.

Fu Yunzhang laughed and didn't expose him, but sat quietly in the passenger seat, looking at the scenery ahead through the front windshield.

Because the location where they were filming was in the suburbs, and with the few hours of driving, looking out from the car now, you can already see the sky full of stars.

Ever since he came to this world, Fu Yunzhang has rarely seen such a scene. Seeing you now, he couldn't help being a little dazed, but he no longer had the confusion and anxiety he had when he first came to this world.

As soon as Fu Yunzhang stopped talking, Han Hua became nervous.

He originally thought that he was fearless, but at this time, he found that he was not afraid before because he had never met anyone who could make him care so much.

But he wasn't too nervous now, after all, he was still concentrating on driving, but when the car stopped at the top of the hill, his palms began to sweat, and he almost missed opening the door at the first swipe.

"Yun, Yunzhang, wait, I'll open the door for you..."

Han Hua finally got out of the car, seeing that Fu Yunzhang wanted to unbuckle his seat belt, she quickly stopped him.

Fu Yunzhang raised his eyebrows, he seemed a little stumbling when he was speaking, put his hands away very easily, and then replied with a smile: "Okay."