Chapter 31
This dance is where I spent the most money, because I hired a stripper..." Zhang Dongcheng couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "In the scene of the female dancer, I arranged the audience to be in a position similar to that of Adrian." In a dismayed position: the lucky man was able to catch a glimpse of a young girl's wonderful **** body in the large mirror in the room, but he dared not follow her with his eyes, lest he would be exposed. The ketone body can only imagine. I used sound effects to enhance this sultry scene, while gradually amplifying the rhythm of the dance steps and the stretching movements of the dancers. The commotion and restlessness of the tuner will be fully reflected in his music .?
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"Besides, I used color to portray the character of the sound engineer equally on screen: he is the main character of the film, present in all the scenes, and speaking in his own voice. Although he can feel things like embarrassment, lies and insecurity The emotions are so strong; I paint him in pure primary colors and rich colors; it's the contrasting colors that accentuate the dark nature of the story, especially in his room and the murder scene."?
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"OK." Dennis turned his head to look at his colleague Barnett. Seeing that the recording equipment in his hand was working all the time, he nodded and continued to ask: "I don't know the French film critic Mr. Austin's opinion of "The Tuner" Have you read the movie review of ?"
"Of course, I have read it." Zhang Dongcheng snapped his fingers.
"What do you think?"
"Mr. Austin is a very good film critic with a very unique vision! Sometimes I really feel that we as directors are not as thorough as film critics." Zhang Dongcheng laughed and thanked Austin from a distance. Note the top hat.
"Can you tell me where your love for movies started?" Dennis also laughed when he heard Zhang Dongcheng's words.
When Zhang Dongcheng heard this question, he sat up straight for the first time, changed his lazy expression just now, and became serious and serious.
"When I was a child, well, maybe not much higher than this desk. At that time, I went to the cinema with my father for the first time. The scene at that time is still vivid in my mind. After I came to the UK, I worked hard I was studying, but failed all the time. I tried my best to find any job related to film, but no one gave me a chance, even the odd jobs on the film set. At that time, I couldn't find my direction, and even gave up .Until a movie appeared, and when I saw it, I was moved to tears by the movie for the first time, and I couldn't help myself."
"Oh, what movie is it?"
"It was "The Shawshank Redemption" last year. It is a pity that it lost to "Forrest Gump" at the Oscars, but in my opinion, this movie taught me to persevere, and let me learn to do my best in adversity. Do everything you can to fight, instead of sitting still and letting the years smooth your edges and corners. Let me know two things, one is to do it, and the other is to do it immediately!" Zhang Dongcheng took a deep breath.
"This sentence is very meaningful. It is also very inspirational to young people today. Do it, do it right away!" Dennis was also a little moved. I didn't expect this young boy to say such reasonable words .
The interview continued. Dennis kept asking questions, while Zhang Dongcheng answered in detail. He didn't look like a twenty-year-old boy, but an adult who had been honed by society, mature, wise, and far-reaching.
Unknowingly, two hours had passed, Dennis looked at his watch, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for harassing you for so long. Originally, I planned to interview you for only one hour, but chatting with you made people feel uncomfortable. It was a pleasure. Can I ask you some last questions?"
Zhang Dongcheng responded with a smile, motioning for Dennis to continue asking: "It's okay, with my current reputation, I don't have any big things to do yet."
"Haha, Mr. Smith, do you have any plans for your next film? This time it won't be a short film like "The Tuner", right?"
"Already have some ideas. I have lived in the UK for five or six years. I have traveled the streets of London and seen countless people of all kinds. I think I know this city very well. Maybe we should make a film. This is a movie that truly belongs to the UK, different from Hollywood movies, but unique. Of course, this time, it will be an official movie that will face all fans and accept the test of the box office." Zhang Dongcheng's eyes flashed with wisdom and affirmation The light, the whole person's face is radiant, and people can't help but believe it.
"Great, I hope to see your masterpiece in the cinema sooner!" Dennis stood up and shook hands with Zhang Dongcheng.
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The next morning, in London, England, in the old villa where Zhang Dongcheng lived, his cousin was drinking milk and eating his aunt's scorched bread, casually flipping through the newspaper of the day.
When he turned to the entertainment page, his uncle, who had never cared about these things before, was about to turn another page of the newspaper, but was suddenly attracted by a photo, and suddenly his hand shook violently, spilling the milk table.
"Wife, wife, come on, come and see! Zhang Dongcheng has appeared in the Times!" The uncle's surprised voice sounded throughout the villa!
"What did you say? You saw Dongcheng in the Times? Haha, you made me laugh this early in the morning. I think you are really old and blind!" The cousin's voice sounded from upstairs, with such a disdainful tone.
In order to avoid worrying his uncle and aunt, Zhang Dongcheng only said that he would be away from home for a few days to participate in an event, and he also brought in Adaman as an accomplice, so this trip to France was completely behind his back, and he did not reveal the truth at all. the goal of.
The filming in those few days was also carried out in secret, and no rumors were leaked, so my uncle and aunt knew nothing about Zhang Dongcheng's filming.
"What did I lie to you? Come and see, the Times interview! "The Tuner Detonates the Film Festival, Smith and Zhang Yi blockbuster!", come and see, there is also a big photo of Zhang Dongcheng! This Damn boy, you lied to us and said you were going to participate in a school event, but you didn't expect to shoot a movie secretly and went to France to participate in the film festival!" The uncle patted the table excitedly, while looking greedily, seeing the excitement, he couldn't help snapping Thighs, smiling.
"Show me!" The cousin who finally went downstairs snatched the newspaper, first pouted her mouth to laugh at the dazed husband, then opened her mouth wide, and was extremely surprised to find that in the Times, she really looked down on her. , Zhang Dongcheng thinks that learning to be a director has no future at all!
The photo was very large and clear. Zhang Dongcheng was wearing old-fashioned black-rimmed eyes, his pupils were full of confidence, and his face had a faint, spring-like smile.
After reading the report word by word, word by word, my cousin sat down in a daze, and slowly put the newspaper in her hand on the table, the turbulent waves in her heart churned.
Why did this seemingly restrained and shy boy change his mind unconsciously? Aunt Biao swallowed her saliva forcefully, thinking in her mind, could he really be a genius, with unstoppable ability in directing?
"Haha, believe me this time! How could I lie to you? I really didn't expect Zhang Dongcheng to be famous all over the world so soon. You, you, you used to always sneer at Zhang Dongcheng. Let's wait for him to come back." , you cook a few dishes, and reward him! Our Zhang family, the ancestral grave is really smoking!" The uncle happily shaved his teeth with a toothpick, and said to the cousin who was still dazed by the news , with some complaints and some complacency in his tone.
"Oh my god, my God. I never expected that I'm now the great director's cousin! Haha, Zhang Dongcheng has made me look good now! When he comes back, I'll buy some more good dishes and make him look good. He made up for it, look at his photos in the newspaper, he must not have eaten well in France during this time, and he has lost weight!" My cousin quickly recovered, with a smile on her face, and said happily .
"Haha!" The uncle's laughter flew up, filling the old villa, causing a few pigeons to fly into the blue sky in panic, and the weather in London has rarely improved.
The opposite door of the villa, in a villa that is only bigger but older, a few girls huddled together, scrambling for today's newspaper, laughing and playing with youthful vigor.