I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 16 016. End of filming

"No...I...I seem to have entered the wrong room...that...Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

In front of the camera, the drunk man immediately apologized after realizing that he had entered the wrong room.

Holding the microphone swayingly, he apologized and said:

"I'm so sorry. Sissi, I wish you a happy birthday... I'm sorry for disturbing you..."

He became more and more polite, even to the point of being a little humble.

But what he did made this group of people a little confused.

But at this moment, the buddy who was singing duet with him suddenly took a step forward with a drink in his hand:

"It's okay, it doesn't matter. It's fate that we can meet together! ...What about it, Sissi, happy birthday, let's do it together!"

The drunk man didn’t even know who Sissi was, but this guy, who didn’t even have a name in the script, directly touched the bottle with him:

"Cheers! Happy birthday Sissi!"

Seeing this, everyone shouted again in unison, and then everyone raised their glasses and drank together.

Only the drunk man was a little embarrassed.

But at this time, the guy was drinking and holding up the drunk man's bottle.

Meaning: Cheers!

"...Ha, cheers!"

Suddenly, the drunk man smiled, from being at a loss to a smile that was a bit grateful and embarrassed. He raised the bottle and raised his head.

"Ha~burp..."

After a bottle of wine, he shook his body again, casually wiped his mouth with his down jacket, and said quickly:

"Then I'll leave first..."

"Hey, hey, don't go away, you're already here, singing a song."

"That's right, you sing quite nicely."

"Sit here, sit here for a while, we've all been drinking, we're just friends."

Facing a group of people who inexplicably treated him as a friend, the drunkard was a little embarrassed at first:

"No, I have a room over there...I...I can't find it..."

"I can't find you. I'm in this room tonight. Come on, come on, cheers. Let's roar after drinking this. "Serving the Country with Loyalty", will you..."

"Well……"

"Oh, let's do it first! Come on, come on..."

The guy who was singing just now took the lead, and the three or five young people around him seemed to really regard him as a friend, and they all touched glasses and bottles.

"..."

The drunken man holding the bottle in his hand was a little at a loss, but looking at their enthusiastic smiles, he finally seemed to feel...

it does not matter! !

"Happy birthday!!!"

There was no microphone, but he still shouted inexplicably and heartbreakingly.

Then, amid the cheers of the crowd, he raised the bottle high and met them.

…

"OK, everyone did great!!"

This second private room is a half-shot to the end. Except for a few close-ups at the end, everything else is done in one shot, and the whole thing is smooth!

Xu Xin looked satisfied.

The actors also had a hint of excitement on their faces.

I don’t know if it was because I had a few drinks or something else.

Next, it's time for the third room.

…

"No, no, no, I really have a room over there..."

"Thank you everyone, thank you."

"Hey, you guys have fun playing!"

In the deliberately blurred shot, the drunk man seemed even drunker than before.

I couldn't walk straight, so I stumbled out of the house, said goodbye to the strange friends in the house, and after closing the door tightly, I stumbled and accidentally knocked open the door of the next door.

"Ouch, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

No one in the room blamed him.

Just bursts of crying.

"Well……"

In the camera, Xu Sanjin, who was completely drunk, was obviously a little stunned, and the camera looked around and found that there was only a short-haired man with a crew cut lying on the table in the whole room, crying.

Other than that, there was only a table of green wine bottles.

Maybe it's because I just felt warm being accepted by a group of strange friends?

Or maybe you just instinctively want to take a rest after being hungover.

Listening to the miserable cry, he hesitated for a moment...and sat at the door again, and then pushed the crying man next to him:

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The man didn't even raise his head and ignored him at all.

Only the table was tilted under the light, but the green wine bottles were still shining with a fascinating luster.

"No, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?...Eh."

Xu Sanjin pushed the man's shoulder.

Finally, this guy's face was revealed.

He was wearing glasses, which were already stained with white spots due to tears and breathing, and he couldn't see clearly at all.

And Xu Sanjin couldn't see him clearly, so naturally he couldn't see Xu Sanjin clearly either.

However, while crying, he pushed a bottle of wine to Xu Sanjin.

"Woooooooooooo..."

"Stop crying...hey...come on, let's drink..."

Xu Sanjin seemed a little annoyed by his crying. After the two bottles of beer touched together, he raised his head and drank more than half of the bottle in one breath.

"Hiccup~"

He burped and turned his head...

"You should drink..."

The man with glasses didn't drink at all, he just took the bottle and buried it under the table again.

"woo woo woo woo……"

"this……"

Under the blurred lens, Xu Sanjin seemed to be even more drunk after drinking half a bottle of wine.

But he still didn't leave, he just raised his hand.

There was a pause in the air, as if there was some hesitation.

But in the end, I still took the photo.

He patted the drunk man on the shoulder, shook him, and comforted him.

And with this comfort, the man with glasses cried even louder.

"Wow..."

One cries.

"……belch."

One drinks.

Finally, the wine was finished and the crying stopped.

The drunk man who put down the bottle patted the crying man again, stood up silently, and walked out of the room.

End of the third room.

…

There are five extras in total.

Three were used in the first room and two in the fourth room.

One of them also got a line.

In the increasingly blurry footage, when the drunk Xu Sanjin finally found his room after a lot of hard work, an extra actor dressed as a successful person saw him and scolded him unhappily:

"Xu Sanjin! What are you doing! What took you so long!"

After experiencing the dreamlike experience of three rooms, facing this scolding, he was obviously so drunk that the picture began to spin abstractly, but a smile still appeared on the drunk man's face:

"Manager, I'm sorry, I have a little diarrhea... Well... I'll apologize to Mr. Li..."

Stumbling to the table.

Ignoring the extremely expensive red wine, he picked up a bottle of beer and held it up with respectful hands:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li and Manager...what's wrong...I'll give you two a spinner!"

Holding the wine bottle in his mouth, his head suddenly began to spin rapidly under the curious gazes of Fang Xiu, Zhang Mingyuan, the two extras and the filming crew, as well as everyone at the door.

Turned around three times and shook his head hard...

I saw a whirlpool rising in the bottle, and the beer spiraled into Xu Sanjin's mouth at a very abnormal speed...

"...????"

What kind of magical way to drink is this?

Little did he know that it was a technique that Xu Xin had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

Everyone was stunned.

After he drank a bottle of wine, he suppressed his hiccups and said:

"You two, shout and applaud. Then the camera will fade to black."

When the two extras heard this, they raised their palms in a pretentious manner:

"good!"

"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."

Finally, Fang Xiu's camera focused on Xu Xin's face.

Under the close-up, the swaying Xu Sanjin showed a smile that was even more embarrassing and flattering than in the second room, and bowed:

"Thank you two leaders..."

The fourth room, the end.

…

The shoot went incredibly smoothly.

From the start of filming at around five o'clock to the end of the four rooms, it took less than three and a half hours.

It's not yet nine o'clock.

But is it over?

not yet.

At the entrance of Tanghui.

In front of a tree in the freezing cold.

Everyone, including Yang Mi who was shivering from the cold, listened to Xu Sanjin’s words:

"After a while, I was leaning under this tree, holding fifty yuan in my hand as if I had passed out drunk. Yang Mi, if I say start, you call me. If I don't answer the call, don't stop, understand. Yet?"

"clear."

Yang Mi nodded and took out her mobile phone.

"Old Zhang, remember the electromagnetic noise and wind noise."

"Do not worry."

Zhang Mingyuan nodded.

"Okay, it's the last scene, let's hold on!... Come on, everyone, get ready, Lao Lin, check the lights. There are a lot of cars here, so don't expose yourself."

"okay."

The crew members were all busy, and Xu Xin was already sitting with his subordinates.

After everyone was ready, and with Xu Xin's thumbs up, Lin Xiaoyun took the slate and put it in front of the camera:

"Act 5, Scene 1, 3, 2, 1, ACTION!"

The lens freezes.

Heavy traffic.

The drunk man didn't know how long he had slept.

Suddenly, the phone dinged.

At first, he had no reaction.

But as the bell kept ringing and vibrating, he finally opened his eyes, which were dull and full of exhaustion.

The hand that wasn't holding the money vaguely took out the phone, and his eyes opened and closed again.

Hold the phone to your ear:

"Hey...who is it?"

After speaking, pause for a second.

Suddenly, his eyes opened again.

A sense of déjà vu came over me that forced me to cheer up.

"Hey, Mom."

Was it the call from my mother?

I saw a smile on Xu Sanjin's face that even Zang couldn't hide, and continued:

"Hey, I was singing just now. It was too noisy and I didn't hear it."

"...Yes, oh, I ate. Many people celebrated my birthday. Everyone invited me to dinner, so I invited everyone to sing a song. There were many people. It was really lively!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Several classmates who had not read the entire script were stunned.

Today...is Xu Sanjin’s birthday?

Suddenly, a strong contrast arose in their hearts.

"Yes, I did drink a bit too much, haha, but I am happy. Mainly because everyone is too enthusiastic..."

"Happy, very happy! A group of people sang happy birthday to me and wished me a happy birthday!"

"...Hmm, I'm going back here too. Mom, please go to bed early and I'll call you tomorrow, okay? I have to see off my friends."

"Uh-huh……?"

While lying, Xu Sanjin leaned on the big tree with some difficulty and stood up.

As a result, I was suddenly stunned...

He raised his other hand in the camera.

In his hand, there were fifty dollars.

Fifty dollars appeared out of nowhere...

Xu Sanjin's face was full of astonishment...but he was immediately brought back to attention by the voice on the phone.

"Hmm...Okay, then go to bed early, mom. Good night."

The phone hangs up.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m not clear-headed after being hungover, or what.

He looked at the fifty yuan in his hand and stood in a daze for a while in the cold wind.

Finally, I hailed a taxi.

There is no need for dubbing, that is a matter of post-production.

In the end, it was just in Fang Xiu's camera lens that the taxi gradually moved away.

Short film: "Not Drunk"

CUT END

By the way, the plot of this film is taken from Brother Bo's own short film "The Undrunk Life of Youth". I think the movie's name would be better called "Not Drunk". Then, readers who are familiar with me or have watched this short film may find that although the main plot is similar, the details and storyline, including the ending, have been changed.

I don’t like copying a certain movie, but I like to add some of my own opinions, because doing so will at least provide some freshness to those who have watched some movies, rather than copying the text mechanically. Maybe it may be a little superficial, but at least I think...these changes can prove that I am writing a plot or telling a story with all my heart.

Of course, if it's a masterpiece, let's talk about it separately, but if it's just mechanical and has nothing new, I don't know if you will like it. At least I think it's a bit superficial here.

It’s difficult to write entertainment articles, and that’s why. In addition, other authors have written more, and many story routines have been written in other books. Therefore, I want to bring you some freshness with this book. It's not about making movies, high box office, promoting girls, or anything like that, but some... plots that ordinary entertainment writers don't write about.

For example, the collision of the Beijing Circle, the Northwest Circle, and the Shanghai Circle...

I talked with my editor before publishing the book, and at least we both thought that the concept of my book was quite fresh. So...it's still the same sentence.

No writing, no writing, just a down-to-earth story that is worth entertaining after dinner.

You all praise me and give you a fist.