I am the fifth king

In the evening, He Jin, who returned to the rental house, read the script of "Goddess of Heavenly Sword" carefully.

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It's a very corny story.

It was very similar to the fairy tales he had heard when he was a child.

It is also breaking the rules of heaven, it is also the love between man and God, and it is also the lovers who finally get married.

A storyline like this may be relatively new in China, but in Xiangjiang, a place that produces hundreds of movies every year, the story of this movie seems very old-fashioned.

Moreover, from the script, it is not difficult for He Jin to see that although this movie is defined as a mythological costume movie, it is actually nothing more than an action movie dressed in mythology.

Yes, this is an action movie.

In the script, there are a lot of action scenes that Shi Zhongyu needs to do.

For action scenes, He Jin is actually not against it.

On the contrary, because he had the experience of practicing Wing Chun, shooting action scenes would allow him to adapt to it faster.

What makes him feel helpless is that it is really good to make a mythical movie into an action movie?

Judging from the film's only 200 million investment.

The movie wasn't even going to use special effects.

And if a mythological movie has no special effects, what would it be like?

Although He Jin has never made a movie, from the audience's point of view, it is not difficult for him to come to the conclusion that the final ending of this movie must be rushed.

So, after reading the script completely, he began to hesitate, whether he should make this movie or not.

After thinking about it, he finally felt that he should take this movie.

From Tang Zhengchuan, he learned that the reason why he was approached for this movie was because he was recommended by an investor in China.

Beijing Youth Film Factory.

It is said that it was a professor from Beijing Youth Film Studio who recommended him to be the leading actor.

It seems that because I heard that he is a mainlander, and then released a song with a strong sense of national belonging like "Born to Be Stubborn", the original male lead Lin Junxian was rejected and replaced with him.

He Jin felt that he should not refuse the kindness of the domestic bigwigs.

Moreover, I don't dare to refuse...

If you refuse, if you can't say it, you will give people the impression that you don't know what's good or what's wrong.

Another reason is that he is a singer, and a singer who has only released a single, can have him as the leading actor in a drama, which is simply to think highly of him.

As a human being, you can't be too careless...

After carefully looking at the script again, He Jincai put it aside, and began to think about the difficulties encountered in arranging today.

In the past two days, they have been composing the tune of the song "You at the Same Table".

However, there are always problems in the connection between the percussion sense and the electronic piano, and the finished songs are not satisfactory every time.

So, he had to re-analyze it himself.

After a while, several possible solutions gradually appeared in his mind.

Because he doesn't have a musical instrument in his rented house, he can only write down all his ideas on paper, and plans to experiment one by one tomorrow.

Bang bang bang!

The violent knock on the door was harsh, and He Jin couldn't help frowning.

His song "Born to Be Stubborn" sold nearly [-] copies.

This number is nothing in the whole Xiangjiang.

But that is for the whole Xiangjiang.

For those who lived near him, he naturally belonged to the category of big stars.

Therefore, during this period of time, neighbors have often come to visit him!

In the beginning, he basically entertained people well.

But as the number of times increased, he gradually became a little annoyed. In the past two days, he would use various reasons to refuse these neighbors to come in and talk to him.

"I'm sorry, I'm tired from being busy at the company today, I want to rest early, and I can talk about it another day!"

He said towards the door.

Bang bang bang!

What made him frown unceasingly was that the knocking on the door continued, and the knocking became more intense, as if the people outside the door didn't understand.

He Jin got up and walked towards the door. Just as he was about to open the door, he thought for a while and picked up a wooden stick from behind the door next to him.

This is what he specially found for self-defense.

The Walled City has always been in chaos.

Although burglaries are not frequent, there are many such things, so he specially prepared a wooden stick.

"Who are you looking for?"

He opened the door and looked at the young men with tattoos at the door, He Jin tightened the wooden stick behind his back.

"He Jin, our boss has something to talk to you about!"

Among them, a young man with dyed yellow hair, holding a motorcycle helmet, and wearing the denim jacket from Hua Zitian Ruoyouqing in the first half of the year said with a smile.

Andy Lau's "If there is love in the sky" is really handsome, which has attracted many teenagers to imitate.

Especially the image of him riding a motorcycle is very popular.

He Jin narrowed his eyes.

He knows this young man, this guy is the eldest brother of Dazai upstairs.

"Who is your eldest brother?"

He Jin silently took a small step back. In this position, if he makes a move, with his speed, he can run and block.

"Brother Big Bird, have you heard of it?"

"Liang Pi, what nonsense are you talking to him!"

Another bald man interrupted him, and said to He Jin: "Brother Big Bird has business to talk to you, come with us!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the wooden stick protruding from He Jin's back, and said disdainfully:

"Don't play tricks, if you want to be chased and hacked by dozens of people, you can try to refuse!"

He Jin sized them up with an ugly face, and finally his eyes stopped on the bald man's waist.

There is something there.

But what it is, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know.

He dropped the wooden stick and raised his hands, "I'll go with you, but I have to call my boss!"

He Jin didn't know the other party's purpose.

But he didn't want to just follow along.

So, he had to call for help.

"Stop fucking nonsense, hurry up and call your uncle!"

The bald man stared and rejected He Jin's request.

He Jin gritted his teeth.

He really wanted to run.

But he didn't dare to run, for fear of eating a peanut in the middle of the run.

So, he could only close the door and walk out with a few people.

Along the way, several people seemed to be afraid that he would run away, so they surrounded him.

On the not very spacious street downstairs, a tattooed man drove a car and parked there.

"Get in the car! Big star!"

The bald man said with a slight sneer.

He Jin looked around, all the neighbors were watching, but no one dared to step forward.

There was no way, several young people took out a few machetes from the trunk of the car, and the machetes hit the ground, making a ping-pong-pong sound.

In this situation, who dares to come up.

After He Jin got into the car, Huang Mao and the bald man stood in the middle.

"go!"

The bald man yelled, and the tattooed man who was driving stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out immediately.

In the car, He Jin suppressed the fear in his heart and asked in a deep voice:

"What on earth are you looking for me for? I'm just a low-level singer who posted a song. I haven't even gotten the share of the single. I don't have any money for you!"

"Don't panic, relax, we won't do anything to you, but our eldest brother sees that you are very popular recently, so we plan to ask you to talk about business.

Although we are messy, we will not mess around. "

Huang Mao smiled, patted He Jin on the shoulder and said.

He Jin stopped talking, the matter has come to this point, he can only take one step at a time.

However, he did not let it go.

With his hands under his knees, he was trying to use the bb machine to send a message to Tang Zhengchuan.

Fortunately, when he was in school, he was used to looking at the blackboard with his eyes while writing on the table with his hands, otherwise he really doesn't know how to do it now.