1990: Starting from Baojia Street

Hearing Chen Kaige's envious tone, Xu Feng laughed. She knew it would be like this. Chen Kaige had a sultry young man's heart.

Previously, Xu Feng took the script to Chen Kaige to film Farewell My Concubine. Chen Kaige rejected Xu Feng immediately because he really didn't like Li Bihua's original novel.

Screenwriter Lu Wei thinks Farewell My Concubine is a second-rate novel, but Chen Kaige disagrees because he thinks it is a third-rate novel.

Chen Kaige still wants to adapt traditional literature. For example, his film debut Yellow Earth is adapted from Ke Lan's novel Echo of the Deep Valley, King of Children is adapted from Acheng's novel of the same name, and Walking and Singing is adapted from Shi Tiesheng's The novel Life is Like a String.

This shows his love and persistence for traditional literature.

In fact, adapting traditional literary works is also the main creative method of directors of their generation. The same is true for Zhang Yimou, who has a vague rivalry with Chen Kaige. There was Red Sorghum before him and Honey and Concubines after him, all of which were works by traditional writers. wool.

But Zhou Yan, on the other hand, did not take advantage of traditional writers, but became a traditional writer himself.

This road is really too wild.

And after watching Tree Hole, Chen Kaige even had the urge to adapt it into a movie.

Mr. Xu, what are you trying to do by letting me watch Tree Hole? Chen Kaige asked.

Xu Feng smiled and said, The main reason is that I don't know much about mainland literature. You are not half a member of the literary circle, so I want to ask you for advice on how this novel is written.

Xu Feng knew Chen Kaige's submissive character very well, so he could figure it out in just one sentence.

Sure enough, when Xu Feng said that he was half of the literary world, Chen Kaige was extremely happy. He smiled and said, I just read more, unlike Zhou Yan, who really hides everything. The Cave is a well-written novel with a very mature style. I personally think that this style has certain reference significance for some domestic writers who study realist literature. In the past few years, pioneer writers such as Ma Yuan and others I was struggling with how to write a novel, but I neglected what the novel should be...

While chatting, Chen Kaige got on with it again and started talking about a bunch of nouns that Xu Feng had never heard of, which made Xu Feng confused.

But Xu Feng at least understood one thing, that is, in Chen Kaige's opinion, Tree Hole is also a masterpiece in the traditional literary world.

Speaking of magical realism, we have to mention...

Just when Chen Kaige was about to tell Xu Feng what magical realism literature is, Xu Feng said with a smile, Kaige, what is magical realism? Let's talk about it when we meet later. I have something to do now, so I'm hanging up. .”

Uh, okay...

After hanging up the phone, Chen Kaige was still a little unfinished. It felt very uncomfortable to be interrupted while talking.

He looked at the Yanjing Literature in his hand, still a little confused. How could Zhou Yan write such a novel?

If Zhou Yan hadn't been in Xiangjiang now, Chen Kaige would have wanted to talk to Zhou Yan.

Thinking of Zhou Yan, Chen Kaige also thought of the wine in Zhou Yan's wine cabinet. There seemed to be a few bottles of Maotai left?

After Zhou Yan comes back, he must go and have a chat with him and have a drink by the way.

…

After Xu Feng talked to Chen Kaige on the phone, he called Zhou Yan again, but no one answered. Zhou Yan should have gone to the crew.

Xu Feng could have contacted Zhang Youan and asked Zhang Youan to find Zhou Yan, but she did not do so.

It wasn't until night that Xu Feng called Zhou Yan again.

Zhou Yan had just returned from dinner and received a call from Xu Feng. Zhou Yan smiled and said, Sister Feng, have you finished watching Tree Hole?

Well, I finished reading it in the morning. I didn't expect you to have a good hand. I heard that the status of Yanjing Literature in China is not low, and the people who can publish works in it are all very powerful.

It's okay, it's okay, sometimes it depends on the editor's preference.

The story is very good. If you want to film it, I will definitely support it... But I also want to hear another story of yours. You said you still have it in your mind. Can you tell me a little bit about it? Xu Feng said.

No problem. Zhou Yan smiled, I told Jiumei and the others this story two days ago.

Hearing Zhou Yan mention Jiu Mei, Xu Feng smiled and said, How is Xiao Jiu recently? I haven't seen her for a long time and I miss her a little. How about you guys hang out here in Shanghai for a while when you return to the mainland? If I hadn’t been unable to leave recently, I would have definitely gone to Xiangjiang.”

Xiaojiu is fine. She will be very happy to know that she can go to Shanghai to play.

Then it's settled. I'll tell Zhang Youan later. After you book your air tickets, I will make arrangements for you. When you get to Shanghai, you don't have to worry about the rest.

Zhou Yan smiled. Xu Feng sounded like he was treating Shanghai as his home field. In fact, Tomson's main business is now in Shanghai, and they are developing very well in Shanghai.

Okay, let's meet in Shanghai then. Zhou Yan agreed with a smile.

Okay, okay. Xu Feng said three times in a row, and then returned to the topic, You should tell me another story.

Zhou Yan nodded, Well, actually this is a ghost story...

Different from telling stories to Wang Zuxian and others before, when Zhou Yan told Xu Feng this story, he described it more specifically, including some details in the story, so it took a little longer.

About an hour and a half later, Zhou Yan finally finished speaking.

On the other end of the phone, after listening to the story of The Sixth Sense, Xu Feng was silent for a while.

Although she knew that Tree Hole had higher literary value, to be honest, The Sixth Sense struck her more. This story was warmer and more special.

Especially when Zhou Yan talked about the conversation between Xiaotian and his mother, Xu Feng was very moved. This description of family love moved Xu Feng even more.

If Xu Feng were given the choice between the two stories Tree Hole and The Sixth Sense, she would definitely choose the latter.

And from a business perspective, The Sixth Sense is definitely better.

However, Xu Feng did not directly impose her opinions on Zhou Yan. She just said tactfully, Do you want to write this script first?

After hearing Xu Feng's words, Zhou Yan knew that she must like The Sixth Sense more. In fact, this is easy to understand. Works such as Tree Hole are still a bit literary and artistic, unlike The Sixth Sense which can more directly stir up the audience's emotions.

Of course it's no problem, I'll write it out when I have time. Zhou Yan said.

Okay, we don't have to rush. You are young and have a lot of time. If you are willing, we can shoot both stories.

Zhou Yan has two more movies scheduled with Thomson Films. If both of them are filmed, they will be completed.

Okay, I'll take the time to write it, and I'll show it to you when it's done.

Okay, let's just say this first, and let's wait until you come to Shanghai to talk about the rest.

…

After hanging up Xu Feng's call, Zhou Yan went to tell his younger siblings about going to Shanghai, then returned to his room and started writing the script for The Sixth Sense.

Xu Feng told Zhou Yan not to worry, but Zhou Yan was the kind of person who had to do something when he had something on his mind, so he decided to write the script now no matter when the filming would take place later.

When it was past nine o'clock when I was writing, Zhou Yan just stretched out and the phone in the room rang.

He reached out and picked up the phone, Hello.

No one spoke on the other end of the phone, but Zhou Yan heard the sound of the phone being placed on the table.

Just when Zhou Yan was about to ask again, he heard another wuwu sound, which sounded like wind blowing into the tree hole.

Although the sound was strange, Zhou Yan could still tell that it was the sound made by a flute, and the whine was actually in tune.

Zhou Yan laughed, Classmate Xiaoxian, is your mouth a blower?

After hearing Zhou Yan's joke, Wang Zuxian, the opposite party, immediately quit, Don't dampen my enthusiasm!

Because Wang Zuxian had been learning bamboo flute by himself in recent days, Zhou Yan knew it was her as soon as he heard the sound.

Zhou Yan said with a smile, If you really want to learn, you can come to my place and I will give you personal guidance for free.

But you accept others.

What to charge?

I won't tell you anymore. I will continue to practice and surpass you sooner or later.

She said she didn't want to talk to Zhou Yan, but she didn't want to hang up the phone. Zhou Yan smiled and said, You really don't want to come?

I won't do anything like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth, and it's not good to play the flute in a hotel at night.

Zhou Yan looked at Victoria Harbor outside and suggested, How about going for a walk? The weather is nice tonight and the moon is big.

Wang Zuxian on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and finally said, Just teach me how to play the flute.

Okay. Zhou Yan agreed simply.

The two then made an appointment to meet at Tsim Sha Tsui Promenade Park in 40 minutes.

Before going out, Zhou Yan also put on a disguise, wearing a hat and glasses.

When he arrived at the appointed place, Zhou Yan leaned against the railing by the harbor and waited for a while. Wang Zuxian, wearing a black sportswear and a peaked cap, came over.

Wang Zuxian is tall and likes to play basketball. After putting on sportswear, he looks very sporty and energetic.

The only pity is that in order to prevent others from recognizing her, she wore her hair down and did not tie it up. Otherwise, it would definitely look better if she tied it into a single ponytail.

There are not many people in the seaside park at night. Occasionally, night joggers or young couples walking on the road pass by, but they don’t pay much attention to them. Moreover, the light is relatively poor at night, making it difficult to see clearly.

Wang Zuxian glanced at Zhou Yan, You look different when you put on glasses and a hat. If it weren't for the fact that you were holding a flute, I wouldn't have dared to recognize you.

Zhou Yan's eyes are very distinctive. Putting on the glasses like this and covering them with the brim of the hat, it really feels very different.

She walked to the shore again, leaned against the railing, and flipped her hair comfortably, The temperature is really good tonight, and the moon is so beautiful.

Zhou Yan leaned next to her, reached out to play with her long hair that was fluttering in the wind, and said with a smile, The moonlight shines on the beauty with the wind, and the flute dances with her to the fragrant city.

Wang Zuxian asked unexpectedly, Is this an ancient poem?

Zhou Yan said with a smile, How could the ancients have ever been lucky enough to see such a beautiful woman?

Glib tongue.

Although she said so, Wang Zuxian was still very pleased with the praise. She didn't expect that Zhou Yan could also compose poetry.

Zhou Yan smiled and picked up the bamboo flute, Classmate Xiaoxian, teaching is about to begin.

Wang Zuxian took the bamboo flute from Zhou Yan and looked at it seriously, Is there anything special about your flute?

Zhou Yansha nodded politely, Yes, my flute is made from bitter bamboo that has grown for ninety-nine years on the top of Zijin Mountain. It is very easy to play. Even a novice can play it well.

Really?

Wang Zuxian's eyes lit up, he raised the flute and tried it, but found that it was of no use at all and it still sounded so unpleasant.

You're teasing me again.

Zhou Yan grabbed her waving hand and said with a smile, Playing the flute requires practicing your breath. If you don't have good breath, of course you won't be able to play well.

I have a lot of breath. I can hold my breath for more than a minute.

Really?

Of course. Wang Zuxian turned to look at Victoria Harbor and said with a smile, How about I jump down now and stay in the water for a minute before coming back up?

No need to bother.

Zhou Yan held Wang Zuxian's face with his hands and kissed her slowly. Wang Zuxian had already known that Zhou Yan was going to kiss her and had already closed his eyes. When their lips came together, Wang Zuxian put his arms around Zhou Yan's neck.

I don't know how long it took, but the waves crashing on the shore receded one after another. The two of them kissed until the end, feeling a little lack of oxygen, and then slowly separated.

Wang Zuxian still held Zhou Yan's neck, his eyes as charming as silk, Has my aura passed the test?

Zhou Yan smiled and said, I barely passed the test.

Then you still won't teach me?

Zhou Yan looked at her arm around his neck, Is this how you teach?

Wang Zuxian smiled and let go, It's okay now.

okay.

Zhou Yan raised the flute and said, I'll play it again now, please watch my mouth shape...

Wang Zuxian nodded and looked at Zhou Yan's mouth very seriously.

One is a true teacher and the other is a true learner. After Zhou Yan’s guidance, it didn’t take long for Wang Zuxian to be able to play the tune.

Although he could only play the tune, Wang Zuxian was very happy and kept practicing according to the method taught by Zhou Yan.

The harbor is really a good place to practice the flute. No matter how bad she plays, the fish in the sea will not jump out and accuse her.

Unconsciously, it was already past eleven o'clock. Wang Zuxian looked at the time and said with some reluctance, I'm going home.

How about I...

As soon as Zhou Yan opened his mouth, Wang Zuxian raised his hand and interrupted him: No.

I said, how about I send you back? Are you thinking wrong? Zhou Yan said with a smile.

Wang Zuxian also smiled, I didn't say anything wrong. Who is it that is wrong?

Zhou Yan shrugged, holding Wang Zuxian's hand, Let's go, I'll take you back.

The two of them did not rush out of the seaside park, but walked northeast along the seaside park, holding hands like other ordinary couples, slowly and not in a hurry.

After walking for a while, Wang Zuxian suddenly said, Third brother, after you finish filming, are you going back to the mainland?

Zhou Yan nodded, Well, I have to go back to the mainland after finishing filming.

Oh. Wang Zuxian nodded lightly and said nothing else.

They are both busy at work, and falling in love is certainly pleasant, but parting seems to be the norm, and Zhou Yan is about to leave, making Wang Zuxian feel that this relationship is like a dream and a bit unreal.

She didn't even dare to think too far back, she just kept her eyes on the present, because she didn't know whether the two of them could have a future.

Zhou Yan felt Wang Zuxian's emotional changes and held her hand a little tighter. There are still some days left before the filming is finished. We will meet every day. I will come to Xiangjiang often. There is still work to be done here, and you can do it too. Go to the mainland.

Wang Zuxian nodded, Actually, I want to take a break. I've been really tired these past two years.

Zhou Yan looked at Wang Zuxian with some surprise, but he didn't expect that she said she wanted to take a rest.

However, she has been really tired in the past two years. She has been filming one movie after another without stopping. From the end of last year to now, Wang Zuxian has made seven or eight movies, and these seven or eight movies will be concentrated next year. Released.

At this time, she was at the peak of her career. She said that taking a break was tantamount to cooling down her career.

However, accidents are accidents. Zhou Yan respected Wang Zuxian's choice very much. He smiled and said, Then take a rest and go to the mainland. I will show you around. If you want to film, I will find a film for you. Don't do it. Forgot, I’m a director too.”

Zhou Yan didn't say any love words, but Wang Zuxian felt it was very sweet when she heard it. She stretched out her head and kissed Zhou Yan on the face.

After the kiss, Wang Zuxian let go of Zhou Yan's hand, took a few steps forward, then turned around, stepped back with his hands behind his back, and said, Good performance, I'll reward you.

Zhou Yan smiled and said, To be fair, I want to reward you too.

After saying that, he chased after Wang Zuxian.

The two chased each other, and when they reached the intersection, Zhou Yan stopped a taxi for Wang Zuxian. When Wang Zuxian got in the car and left, Zhou Yan walked back. The hotel he stayed in was only a few hundred meters away.

…

In the Bayi Studio, the originally quiet director's office suddenly heard a loud banging on the table.

Snapped!

Everyone looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

Old Wu, what's going on? someone asked strangely.

Wu Ziniu, who was slapping the table, smiled sheepishly when he saw that he had disturbed his colleagues, Sorry, sorry, I read a novel and couldn't help it.

Is there some big villain created in it? Look, it makes you excited.

No no.

Wu Ziniu just smiled and shook his head, without explaining to them why he slapped the table.

The others joked a few words, but turned back without saying anything.

Wu Ziniu is very famous in their factory. He was previously at Xiaoxiang Studio, and the leaders of Bayi Factory were very optimistic about him and wanted to transfer him from Xiaoxiang Factory.

Of course Xiaoxiang Factory was unwilling to let such a good talent go, but Bayi Factory was bound to get it, so it lent Wu Ziniu over in the name of secondment. However, Liu Bei borrowed it from Jingzhou and never returned it. Now Wu Ziniu is here Bayi Factory, but his relationship is still with Xiaoxiang Factory.

After everyone else stopped looking at Wu Ziniu, he once again focused his attention on the Yanjing Literature magazine in front of him.

After filming Sun Mountain, Wu Ziniu had no job. The factory chose some military-themed scripts for him, but he was personally not satisfied with them.

He likes military-themed movies and can make good military-themed movies, but he doesn't only make military-themed movies, so he resents the fact that the factory only wants to find military-themed scripts for him.

This afternoon, when he had nothing to do, he looked for a copy of Yenjing Literature to read.

Originally he just read magazines, but suddenly he saw the novel Tree Hole. He was so surprised by the novel that he couldn't help but pat the table to express his surprise.

Wu Ziniu looked at the name Zhou Chan and quickly searched it in his mind, but he didn't have any impression. He shouldn't be a famous writer.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Ziniu called Yanjing Literature.

The call was answered quickly.

Hello, Yanjing Literary Editorial Department.

Wu Ziniu smiled and said, Hello, I am Wu Ziniu from Bayi Film Studio. I would like to ask if I can get in touch with Zhou Wen.

Weekly delivery?

Well, it's Zhou Wen who wrote Tree Hole.

The person on the other side smiled and said, I know who Zhou Chan is, but what do you want to do with him? Are you the director of Bayi Film Studio?

Well, I'm the director, and I want to talk to him about the novel Tree Hole.

Zhou Wen is not in the mainland right now, so it's difficult to contact him. If you're not in a hurry, I'll ask him to contact you after he returns to Yanjing in September. The other person said.

Hearing that he had to wait until September, Wu Ziniu was of course unwilling to do so. He wished he could meet his boss now. Even if he couldn't meet his boss, he still wanted to talk to him.

Comrade, can you help me? I have an idea to adapt Tree Hole into a movie, and I urgently need to communicate with Zhou Wan.

The person on the other side pondered for a moment and said, Okay, let me give you a phone number. It's from Xiangjiang.

From Xiangjiang?

Well, he was on a business trip in Xiangjiang recently. The other person explained, and then said, I suggest you call this number after six-thirty, otherwise you won't be able to contact him.

Okay, I understand. Wu Ziniu said.

Do you have a pen and paper on hand? I asked you to write down the number...

After Wu Ziniu got the phone number, he didn't listen to the person's words and immediately called the number. However, as the person said, no one answered the phone at all.

Wu Ziniu was a little anxious when he couldn't contact Zhou Mao, but there was nothing he could do about it. He could only wait peacefully in the office. After that, Wu Ziniu would call every half hour.

It wasn't until seven o'clock in the evening, after everyone else in the office had left work, that the call finally got through.

When someone picked up the phone, Wu Ziniu's eyes lit up.

He couldn't wait to say, Hello, are you Mr. Zhou Chan? I am Wu Ziniu, the director of Bayi Film Studio.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Yan was quite surprised to hear that it was Wu Ziniu who was looking for him.

Of course he knows Wu Ziniu. He is a well-known domestic director who made many internationally renowned films in his early days. Later, he switched to making TV series. Most domestic audiences are also more familiar with the TV series directed by him.

The Granary of the World, Deng XX at the Turn of History, The Long Song of Zhenguan, The Great Tomorrow, these TV series are each more famous than the other, but they are films that won the Silver Bear Special Jury Award at the Berlin Film Festival. Evening Bell has never been heard by most viewers, let alone seen.

And when Wu Ziniu calls herself pregnant, it must be because of the novel. Is it because of Tree Hole published in the latest issue of Yanjing Literature?

This is the most likely, and his number should have been obtained from Hua Yang, because not many people know Zhou Yan's hotel number in Xiangjiang.

Uh, hello, Director Wu, I'm Zhou Wen, what do you want from me? Zhou Yan asked.

Wu Ziniu became even more excited when he heard that he had found the wrong person, Hello, hello, that's it. I saw your novel Tree Hole in Yanjing Literature today. I personally think it is very good, so I want to Let’s talk to you.”

Wu Ziniu only said to chat, but did not say what he wanted to talk about. However, Zhou Yan also knew that when a director came to talk to him about a novel, he could only talk about the adaptation of the novel.

The reason why Wu Ziniu didn't make it so clear may be because he wasn't sure whether it could be filmed. For an institutional director like Wu Ziniu, it doesn't mean that he can film whatever he wants, but that he needs to be given quotas by the factory.

Zhou Yan didn't want to waste time, so he asked directly, Director Wu, do you want to adapt this novel into a movie?

Well, that's right.

Do you have any indicators on hand? Zhou Yan asked again.

Not yet, but it doesn't matter, there will definitely be. Wu Ziniu was quite confident.

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard that he was so confident.

He originally planned to take time to shoot the novel Tree Hole in the future, but when Wu Ziniu suddenly came to visit, he was a little moved.

After all, Wu Ziniu is capable and will not ruin the script. If it is left to him, it will definitely be more secure than if it is left to ordinary people, so Zhou Yan is still willing to continue the discussion.

Zhou Yan wanted to see how Wu Ziniu wanted to make this movie. If he could get it right, it would be possible to give him the right to adapt the novel Tree Hole.

Director Wu, how are you going to make this movie?

Wu Ziniu was stunned for a moment, then said, Of course I will respect the original work. If you are willing to leave it to me to shoot, I hope you will write the script, and then we will discuss how to shoot it together.

This move of retreating into advancing was very effective, and Zhou Yan nodded after hearing this.

Well, during this time, I will study how to write the script, and Director Wu, you will also study it. When I return to Yanjing in a while, we will meet and have a chat.

When will you come back?

The end of August.

There are still more than ten days... Okay, no problem, then I'll wait for you to come back.

Zhou Yan thought for a while and then confirmed with Wu Ziniu, Director Wu, are you sure you have the target to shoot?

Don't worry, there will definitely be no problem. Wu Ziniu said very confidently.

Although he didn't know why Wu Ziniu was so confident, Zhou Yan still nodded, Okay, I'll see you in Yanjing then.

See you in Yanjing.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yan thought for a moment and finally called Xu Feng.

Although his cooperation with Tomson did not include literary creation, since he had told Xu Feng about Tree Hole before, and now there was a new situation, it was reasonable to tell her.

After the call was connected, Zhou Yan roughly told Xu Feng what had happened.

After hearing this, Xu Feng smiled and said, It's a good thing that someone is interested in your novel. At least you have one more choice. If you finally decide to make The Sixth Sense, you can also consider making Tree Hole I have not had much contact with Wu Ziniu, but I know he is a very talented director, and his Evening Bell won an award at the Berlin Film Festival.

Zhou Yan nodded, I want to talk to him first. If his idea is in line with what I want, I will give him Tree Hole to shoot. If it is not what I want, then I will keep it in my hands and I will do it myself in the future. shoot.

No problem, your idea is very correct. Xu Feng smiled and asked, What can I do for you in this matter?

Zhou Yan smiled and said, Sister Feng, I didn't call you to ask you to do anything for me. I just told you about this before, so I wanted to let you know.

Hey, it's okay. The novel is yours. Just make your own decision. Although Xu Feng said so, Zhou Yan's words were still useful to her.

After pondering for a moment, Xu Feng added, If Bayi is the one who filmed it himself, they are too petty and unwilling to pay, so don't ruin the story. Let's see, if you really want to let Wu Ziniu film it, it's better for us at Tomson Come invest so that you can ensure the quality of the movie as much as possible.

Hearing Xu Feng's words, Zhou Yan didn't know what to say. Can such a good investor be found in the world?

It didn't matter that they had a film appointment. Now that Zhou Yan's novel was to be filmed by someone else, she was actually willing to invest. It was really difficult to make money from a movie like Tree Hole.

Of course, the reason Xu Feng was so kind to Zhou Yan was partly because he appreciated Zhou Yan's talent, and partly because Zhou Yan had indeed helped Tomson Film Company make money during this period.

The money earned by The Piano Boy Who Wants to Fly for Tomson Film Company is enough to make two movies, let alone one Tree Hole.

Moreover, even if Tree Hole does not make any money, it will definitely be a good movie. Investing in good movies was Xu Feng's original intention.

Sister Feng, I would like to thank you in advance on behalf of Director Wu Ziniu. Zhou Yan said with a smile.

Xu Feng laughed and said, Let's wait until you guys decide on this matter...

Halfway through her words, Zhou Yan heard a child's voice coming from the other end of the phone, Mom, aren't you done yet?

I'm coming.

Xu Feng said to the child, and then said to Zhou Yan, I won't tell you anymore. The ancestors in the family are making trouble. If these two boys in my family are as well-behaved and sweet as your Xiaojiu, I will thank God.

Okay, let's talk later. Zhou Yan smiled. Xu Feng had a deep misunderstanding of his Xiaojiu.

After putting down the phone, Zhou Yan was not in a hurry to study the script of Tree Hole, but continued to write the script of The Sixth Sense.

After all, he had watched the movie, so he wrote the script quickly. In a few days, Zhou Yan had already finished one-third of the script. If nothing else, he should be able to finish it before filming is completed.

Zhou Yan plans to wait until the script of The Sixth Sense is finished before studying the script of Tree Hole. He likes to do things one by one.

…

The last scene in Zhou Yan's Green Snake is exactly the scene on page 24 of the big script, which is the scene where Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen are intimate for the first time.

I don’t know if it was Tsui Hark’s bad taste, but he placed the two intimate scenes in Zhou Yan’s first and last scenes.

This scene was simpler than the first one, and Zhou Yan was already familiar with it, so it was shot very quickly.

One scene was shot in less than two hours.

After the last shot was taken, Tsui Hark clenched his fists and said loudly, Call it off!

Then Tsui Hark walked to the front again and said with a smile, Congratulations to Director Zhou for finishing the filming. Applause.

Amid warm applause, two staff members came over pushing a trolley with a bottle of champagne, several glasses, and a bouquet of flowers.

Tsui Hark picked up the flowers and gave them to Zhou Yan, smiling and saying, Director Zhou, come and open the champagne.

Zhou Yan took the flowers and smiled. He didn't expect that Tsui Hark would prepare these things for him when he was finishing the shoot. I have to say, it was quite heart-warming to have this when he was finishing the shoot.

At this time, Wang Zuxian happened to come over, and Zhou Yan handed her the flowers, Xiaoxian, help me get it.

Wang Zuxian was stunned for a moment, and then took the flowers into his hand.

After Zhou Yan handed over the flowers, he picked up the champagne, shook it and opened it. This sequence of actions was so smooth that no one thought there was anything unusual about it.

But Wang Zuxian knew that Zhou Yan must have given it to her on purpose, because when she took the flowers, Zhou Yan secretly scratched her palm.

When they were acting just now, the two hugged, kissed and nibbled. She didn't blush, but Zhou Yan scratched her palm just now, which made her face slightly red.

However, at this time, everyone's attention was focused on Zhou Yan's hand. After the champagne was opened, the champagne was sprayed out, and everyone at the scene couldn't help but cheer loudly.

Zhou Yan smiled and poured a few more glasses of wine, one for each of the director and the main actors.

Logically speaking, Zhou Yan already had his hand at this time, and Wang Zuxian could return the flower to Zhou Yan, but she was holding the flower in her arms and could no longer let go.

Everyone clinked their wine glasses, and then Tsui Hark said with a smile, For Director Zhou, this glass must be finished.

After saying that, Tsui Hark took the lead and drank it all in one gulp.

Since the director said so, the others were naturally not embarrassed, so they all raised their heads and drank the wine. Fortunately, it was champagne, and not much was poured into the glass, so it was okay to drink it in one gulp.

After finishing the first glass, Tsui Hark saw that there was still wine in the bottle, so he refilled his and Zhou Yan's glasses. Then he put his arm around Zhou Yan's shoulders and said, Although Director Zhou has finished filming, the cooperation between us It’s not over yet. After the filming of the movie is completed, I will ask you to come over and worry about the soundtrack. The drink just now was for the actor Zhou Yan. This drink, I toast to you alone, is for the soundtrack director Zhou Yan.

After saying that, he drank another glass. Zhou Yan twitched the corner of his mouth. This glass was full.

Although the alcohol content of champagne is not comparable to that of liquor, it still has more than ten degrees of alcohol content, so it is still good.

After drinking this glass, Zhou Yan thought it was over, but unexpectedly Tsui Hark went to get another glass of wine.

Zhou Yan was startled. He quickly picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass into everyone's glass. After finishing the bottle of wine, he raised his glass and said, I'm here to toast you all with this glass of wine. Thank you for this. Over the past period of time, I have learned a lot from you all for taking care of me. I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with you again in the future, no matter what form it is.

This time, Zhou Yan drank it all in one gulp, and then said, I will treat everyone to dinner tonight, and we have agreed that no one will be left behind.

As soon as this was said, the audience burst into applause again, louder than all the previous applause. It seemed that everyone was more enthusiastic about eating.