Non-famous Actor

Coming out of the studio, Sun Hao was going to eat something on the street, and then drove to the Olympic Sports Center.

But who would have imagined, just arrived at the parking lot, and saw Zhang Yimou's car~ a silver BMW e39!

"director…"

Walking over, he was about to knock on the car window to say hello to him, when Zhang Yimou opened the door and got out of the car.

"Sun Hao, let's eat something together on the street?"

"OK!"

"Take my car!

Just after we finished eating, we went to the Olympic Sports Center together. "

"okay!"

At this time, Sun Hao suddenly realized that the director he was looking for was not only himself, but at least the future national teacher in front of him.

…

【Shaanbei Noodle House】

The decoration is very distinctive. From the appearance, it looks like a cave dwelling in northern Shaanxi, and the waiters inside are all wearing white headscarves and red belts. When they see customers coming in, they yell desperately.

"Guests, two, this way please!"

"What do you want to eat?"

Sitting cross-legged on the kang by the window, Zhang Yimou pushed the menu in front of Sun Hao.

"Director, you just have to look at it, I have no problem with the food."

"That's good..." Zhang Yimou was not humble, turned his head and said to the waiter:

"Two bowls of trouser belt noodles, a large portion of Liangpi, four meat buns, and an authentic Suide fried haggis."

"Director, can you and Director Sun Hao eat spicy food?"

"Let's add less, just slightly spicy."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Zhang Yimou was ordering food, while Sun Hao sat by the window and watched the surroundings of the noodle shop.

This small noodle restaurant is hidden in a bustling commercial street, surrounded by many shops. Basically, the entire street is full of shops selling computers and mobile phones, which can be regarded as an electronics street.

Even though it is already 6:30 in the evening, the Maimang mobile phone store opposite the noodle shop is still brightly lit, and two young students dressed as cartoon pandas are standing on the side of the street and shouting.

"Maimang mobile phone, the fighter in the mobile phone, anyone who needs it, hurry up and take a look!"

"Maimang mobile phone, the pride of China's mobile phone, the world's first mobile phone that combines mp3 and telephone, you deserve to have it in your life!"

"The Maimang mobile phone, which has been on the market for two months, still needs to be purchased at an additional price of 200 yuan. Now our store sells it at the original price. You can earn money when you buy it. Don't miss it."

...

"Dangdangdang..."

Sun Hao was fascinated by watching, Zhang Yimou knocked on the table with his fingers.

"Sun Hao, I'm quite proud, the Maimang mobile phone is selling so well."

"It's not about being proud. The main reason is that it has nothing to do with me. All of this is due to Yu Dazui." Sun Hao turned around, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured two cups of tea, one for Zhang Yimou and one for himself.

"Of course, director, you are also responsible for this. After all, you are the first image spokesperson of Maimang Mobile."

Maybe Sun Hao's words scratched Zhang Yimou's itch, so he smiled at him, and chatted with him.

"Sun Hao..."

"Um?"

"Two days ago, I heard from Zhang Weiping that several venture capital firms on Wall Street in the United States had already offered Damai Technology a valuation of US$5 billion. This is considered a scorpion in our private enterprises in China A~ One serving!"

"Ha ha…"

Sun Hao was amused by the great director's one-liners.

"Director, valuation is useless, Damai Technology is not planning to go public anyway."

"why?"

"Because it is not on the market, we can do whatever we want. If we are willing to develop research and development, we can develop and assemble it.

But if the company is listed, it must be responsible to the shareholders, so I think this is very good. "

While chatting, Liangpi and Roujiamo came, Sun Haoxu let it go, then picked up his chopsticks and started working. After eating at 12 noon, he was really hungry by now.

In contrast, Zhang Yimou was quite gentle, took out a Roujiamo from the basket, took a small bite, and then chewed slowly.

"Sun Hao, what do you think about the higher authorities inviting us to watch the "Same Song"~Cheering for the Olympics concert?" Taking advantage of the meal time, Zhang Yimou finally got to the point.

"I don't have any ideas. If you let me go, I will go. Anyway, I just want to go and have a look."

"Then... Sun Hao, you have no idea about the opening ceremony of the 2008 Olympic Games?"

"The opening ceremony of the 2008 Olympic Games..." Sun Hao, who was burying his head in eating Liangpi, immediately raised his head when he heard Zhang Yimou talk about this topic.

"Director, it seems that this is a bit far away now. It is still unknown whether our country can successfully bid for the Olympic Games?"

"It's not an unknown number!" Zhang Yimou shook his head: "Sun Hao, haven't you noticed that there is a sentence at the beginning of Article 17 of [63 Predictions], May 12, 2008, the eve of the Beijing Olympic Games..."

Well…

Sun Hao was a little lost.

Seeing how busy these days are, my buddies even forgot that they even made up [63 prophecies].

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

Seeing Sun Hao not speaking for a long time, Zhang Yimou waved his chopsticks in front of his eyes.

"Oh, director, I'm thinking, how wonderful it would be if I were at your age, with rich life experiences, artistic achievements recognized by the world, and a very mature creative team...

Then... I can compete for the general director of the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games. You know, the chief director of the Olympic Games can be famous in history! "

"Hehe..." Zhang Yimou smiled, "Sun Hao, in fact, you can compete now, after all, you were 31 years old in 2008."

"Director, if you let me direct a horror movie, it's alright, but let me lead such a large and world-renowned Olympic opening ceremony..., director, please stop making trouble!" Sun Hao shook his head with a wry smile.

...

Maybe it was because he ate noodles with his trouser belt, or maybe it was because Sun Hao's answer just now made Zhang Yimou very satisfied. Anyway, since he came out of the noodle shop, the smile on the old man's face never stopped.

Even on the way to the Olympic Sports Center, Zhang Yimou's car was scratched by a **** a bicycle, he waved his hand easily.

Son, you go first, my car is insured!

There was a traffic accident and there was a slight delay on the road, but even so, Sun Hao and Zhang Yimou were not late when they arrived at the Olympic Sports Center, and there were still 25 minutes before the official start of "The Same Song".

The person who came out to greet her was Meng Xin, the chief director of the same song on the CCTV program. When she saw Zhang Yimou and Sun Hao, she kept her posture very low.

"Hi director!"

"Director Sun Hao!"

"You two are welcome to come to inspect and guide the work."

"Haha..." Zhang Yimou smiled heartily.

"Meng Daoyan is serious~ www.wuxiamtl.com~ Prosecutorial guidance work can't be said, in fact, the two of us came to learn from you. After all, there is still an essential difference between directing a TV series and filming a show."

"No, no, no, director, you are wrong about this sentence. In fact, if you look at it fundamentally, there is no difference between directing a TV series and directing a song and dance party, because they are all performed by artists."

…

Zhang and Meng are very much like old friends. When they meet, they exchange warm greetings, from movies and TV shows to singing and dancing evenings, and then talk about the development of art.

Feeling a little bored, Sun Hao wanted to go into the director's room of the party to have a look, but before he went to knock on the door, he saw the door of the temporary director's room opened, and five or six men came out in a file.

Li An, Chen Kaige, Wu Baige..., um, and Jiang Wen.