Director’s Legend

() After learning about the trouble in the hospital, Shao Shuaijun thought it was going to be bad, but it didn't happen. In the afternoon, the phones of several assistants rang non-stop, and they were all from several investors. Shao Shuaijun's mobile phone may have been lost during the fight, and he couldn't find it. The other party couldn't get through, so he called his assistant's mobile phone.

Shao Shuaijun got impatient after receiving two of them, always asking what happened.

"If there is another call, you should tell me what I just said, and don't notify me!"

After telling his assistant, Shao Shuaijun went directly to the dressing room. The afternoon scene was filmed as usual, and the actors were all putting on makeup in the dressing room. When they saw Shao Shuaijun walking in, they were all busy saying hello.

"Director, is your head okay?" Zhao Wei finished her makeup, looking charming and generous, with the demeanor of a good wife.

"I'm fine, you all know what happened in the morning?"

"Yeah, I heard about it as soon as I arrived on the set. We were planning to visit you, the director, but Director Qian said no, so we didn't go. Director, are you really okay? I feel that your face is not very good." Zhou Xun explain.

Shao Shuaijun forced a smile: "A film crew can't look up and look down. There's something to look forward to. It's not that I saw it now. It's just a small crack on the head, and I don't even need to sew it up. I'm angry because of my bad complexion." , this time the matter will probably be known by the reporters, but please don’t spread the word, the publicity and marketing department will handle it.”

Looking at the emotions of the actors, they were all normal, so Shao Shuaijun felt relieved.

Xiaodongmen hasn't been tidied up here yet, and the scene in the afternoon has been changed, and the scene of eating is filmed in the Captain's Mansion. Shao Shuaijun only ate some bread at noon, and when the filming was over, he greeted everyone and cleared the food on the table. After eating a few mouthfuls, the assistant came over with the phone again.

"What's going on, didn't you let you deal with it?"

"Director, it's your dad calling."

"My dad?" Shao Shuaijun answered the phone and immediately heard his dad's voice, "Dad, why did you call?"

"I just watched the news and heard that there was a fight on the crew of "Painted Skin". How did it happen? Is there any major problem?"

"No, just a little friction."

"That's good. I watched some exaggerated things on TV. They said that someone was seriously injured and went to the hospital. You should be careful when you make movies, and don't make easy conflicts. People in society have all kinds of teachings, and they can do anything. It is best not to offend if you can not offend. I know."

"Well, I see. Dad, are you okay at home?"

"It's all right, your mother is going to play mahjong, and I'm going to play table tennis with some teachers soon. If there's nothing else to do, that's it, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Shao Shuaijun heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that the reporters didn't know the details of what happened, they just knew it was a fight. If handled properly, it should be resolved. This kind of gossip about the crew is happening all the time, and the audience will pass away after watching the excitement.

In the evening, Shao Shuaijun went to the hospital with the director team. Anyway, he had to come and visit the injured. There were still many reporters blocking the front door of the hospital. Shao Shuaijun slipped in through the back door and saw two seriously wounded in the ward. They were all martial artists from Hong Kong. One had a broken leg and ribs, and the other had a hole in his head.

Not life-threatening, but the injury is not serious.

"Have you communicated with your family?"

Qi Naizhen is a producer from Hong Kong. She is in her thirties. Her husband is the deputy manager of Universal Films. She nodded: "Director Qian talked about it personally. For the two seriously injured, the crew will pay for the medical expenses, and each will pay 200,000 yuan. The few who were slightly injured were sent away for three to five thousand."

"Tell them clearly that when you get the money, keep your mouth shut."

"kindness."

Back at the crew, it was already midnight, Shao Shuaijun was not interested in watching the sample, so he went straight back to sleep. Today, not only is the body tired, but the spirit is even more tired. Speaking of it, he was also very aggrieved, Gao Linbao could pat his ass and leave, but not only was his head broken, but he also had to deal with the aftermath.

Everyone thought that the director was very beautiful, but in fact the director was more tiring and laborious than anyone else in the crew.

With a breath stuck in my heart, I feel uncomfortable no matter what.

If it was a scandal or something, Shao Shuaijun would ignore it and even make people hype it up. Things like fighting, especially when bloodshed is involved, will have too much negative impact. Not only will it not be hyped up, but it will even be given a reputation for violence, which will affect the review and release of the movie in the future.

"Damn, kindness doesn't command soldiers, and I will never allow anyone to oppose me in the future! See one and kill the other!"

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The next morning, Shao Shuaijun sent someone to buy a newspaper and read it. I found that there were many reports of fights between the crew of "Painted Skin", but none of them had specific details or illustrations, just speculation. At noon, after Shao Shuaijun finished work, he was about to go back to change the bandages, when he saw Li Xiuxiu carrying a bag, entered the crew, and went straight to Shao Shuaijun's room.

"Sister Xiuxiu, why are you here?" Shao Shuaijun exclaimed, the bandages were half undone, looking funny.

"It's not because of you." Li Xiuxiu glared at Shao Shuaijun, reached out to take the bandage, "Let me see how your injury is doing, why are you so careless, how old are you, you are the director, do you know that you are still fighting?" !"

"It's okay, I'll do it myself."

"Don't move! Why do you do it yourself? Can the head injury be sloppy? Oh, how often do you change the bandage? It's all sweat and the wound is white!" Li Xiuxiu looked distressed and took He picked up the cotton wool on the table and wiped Shao Shuaijun's wound, "Does it hurt?"

"No...it hurts."

Shao Shuaijun swallowed hard, feeling nothing in his head, and his heart was in front of him. Li Xiuxiu held his head to wipe the wound, her chest was facing Shao Shuaijun's eyes. Today she was wearing a round-cut T-shirt, her body was slightly arched, the neckline was slightly opened, and the whiteness inside was faintly visible.

This made Shao Shuaijun's mouth dry and his eyes straight.

Looking down, under the short skirt, there is a pair of fair legs, without stockings, with delicate and smooth skin, paired with high heels, they look extraordinarily slender.

"If you touch it, it must feel great."

Shao Shuaijun forgot the troubles and depressions before, and was distracted and dreamy.

"Okay." Li Xiuxiu had already wrapped up a new bandage, and when she lowered her head, she saw Shao Shuaijun's squinting piggy face. Pa, two red clouds rose on his face, like anger or anger, and his little hand pinched Shao Shuaijun's waist and eyes.

"Ah, it hurts!"

The beautiful illusion was shattered, and Shao Shuaijun grinned and cried out in pain: "I said you can't be a lady, be gentle, how can there be a woman like you, who is always a personal attack!"

"To deal with wolves, you have to come up with a ruthless move."

"I'll go. I just used the mental transfer method. The way you treated the wound was not gentle at all. In order to hold back the pain, you just glanced at it twice. You won't lose two pieces of flesh."

"Don't use shamelessness as an excuse, okay?" Li Xiuxiu put her hands on her hips, "Okay, don't talk nonsense, tell me what's going on."

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