B-level director

Chapter 3 Sailor Moon

The light outside the door outlined his handsome and unrestrained outline.He turned sideways slightly, and gracefully made a gap, allowing Mao Qian behind him to enter the meeting room first.

The dome light finally turned on completely, but it made a squeak like a glass monster swallowing two flying ants.All eyes were on the man who had just entered the door.

His neat hair and beard are gray and black, but his radiant phoenix eyes are very young. He should not be more than fifty years old.

Mao Qian briefly introduced: "Uncle Hai is here! Feel free to bring up any ideas you have. With Uncle Hai here, it will be no problem!"

Cheng Tianlu stood up and shook hands with Uncle Hai.Ling Lingjiu and Wool Hat greeted him casually, obviously they were old acquaintances, and the relationship was quite close.

Uncle Hai was sitting on the edge of a fleece hat, completely different from his high-level appearance, his voice was so friendly, he was almost like the uncle next door who went out to buy an onion. "You guys have already arrived... Hey, why are your hands black?"

The woolen hat smiled but remained silent, and Ling Lingjiu answered for him: "Playing with fire. Brother Qi has brought out all the tricks of flirting with girls at night, hey, who are you flirting here?"

"Shut up, you! Burn your nose hair again."

All day long, I saw that these two people were not at odds, and Uncle Hai didn't know why, and there was a lawsuit all over his head.There was enough light in the room now, and he could look at the woolen hat.After looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't see why.It was still cold at the end of October, but this man's woolen hat was covered above his eyebrows.The dark brown toad mirror covered half of his face, so he couldn't see clearly.On the contrary, the touch of his face is still in the memory, the skin is warm, the mouth is moist...

The cashmere hat was aware of Cheng Tianlu's gaze, and introduced himself: "I'm Le Qi and I'm meeting for the first time, please take care of me." He stretched out his hand as he spoke.

And Le Qi...Cheng Tianlu felt that this name seemed to have been heard before, but since he didn't remember it, it meant that this was the type of person who would not have any intersection with him.And his fingers were so dirty that Tianlu really didn't want to touch them.

Out of politeness, he gave him a very perfunctory shake.Unexpectedly, He Le Qi took the opportunity to hold his hand: "Do you want to know how the smoke comes out?"

Cheng Tianlu said without hesitation, "I don't want to!"

But it was already too late, he and Le Qi rubbed his fingers together twice, all day long he felt his fingers were hot, as if burning, and a trace of smoke came out.He shook hands with people countless times, and the first time it was so hot that it would catch fire!

He quickly pulled out his fingers and put them into the water glass, until the burning sensation on his hands disappeared. .

Cheng Tianlu has seen through this trick a long time ago, that is, scrape off the phosphorus on the matchbox, burn the powder with fire, and apply it on the fingers, so that the fingers can emit smoke when rubbed lightly.The white phosphorus that sticks to your hands has a flammability of only 40 degrees, and a larger amount can indeed ignite a flame.I don't know how this Brother Qi did so much work in the dark, and the more important question is, why is he so cheap?All the actions of this person, Tianlu finds it incomprehensible.

Mao Qian had no eyesight to see, and laughed loudly: "Not bad, good, sparks sparked when we met for the first time, and our matter will definitely become popular."

Cheng Tianlu frowned unabashedly.

Mao Qian actually didn't understand why these two strange people came here, so she looked at Uncle Hai: "These two are your assistants?"

Uncle Hai smiled and said, "Don't dare, these two are well-known producers and directors." He put his hand on Hele Qi's shoulders: "Brother Qi—you know everyone in the circle, and you make nine films a year. , all blockbusters, it is really the light of our domestic films."

When Cheng Tianlu heard nine volumes a year, he knew that this person was extremely unreliable, and when he thought about the name "He Leqi", his memory box of irrelevant information was opened, and a pile of plasma, Images of organs, monsters, and big-breasted women.Of course he knows "Brother Qi", a famous director of bad movies, who specializes in making all kinds of bloody horror soft pornography and other heartless movies; the movie is said to be quite good at the box office, but he is not interested in watching even one of them.

He secretly felt something was wrong, but Tang Weiqin was the first to speak out: "Why is he here?"

Uncle Hai touched Brother Qi's fleece hat affectionately, "Of course he is helping us film! With him, we are not afraid that we will not be able to recover the cost, and we can invest as much as we want."

Cheng Tianlu and Tang Weiqin turned pale with shock.

Investors would rush in. Cheng Tianlu had been mentally prepared, but he didn't expect that he was fortressing a director!The director is the head coach of a movie, and the head coach is a freak who uses phosphorus to tease people when they meet for the first time. What serious things can they make.

When it came to matters of principle, he was never easy to compromise. He adjusted his professional smile and said in an old-fashioned way: "We've all heard of Qi Geer's name. Of course it's good if he can help. We make movies Inexperienced, the preferences of the audience and the theater are blind, the literary films that Director Tang has made in recent years are far away from the audience. For commercial considerations, I also ask Brother Qi to give Director Tang some advice."

He knew he couldn't reject Uncle Hai all at once, it would hurt his face.This remark clearly favors Brother Qi, but the central idea is that Tang Weiqin is the main palace, and it's okay for Brother Qi to force a few words by the side, don't even think about stealing someone's job.

Unexpectedly, Tang Weiqin answered coldly: "I have a team that has worked with me for several years in filming. Everyone knows the basics and has the same ideas. It may not be suitable for outsiders to come in. Please bear with me. If you have any opinions, please tell the marketing publicity after the filming is over!"

Tianlu wanted to kick him out.I saw Tang Weiqin sitting still, exuding an uncompromising aura all over his body, don't expect him to be able to deal with himself.Out of love for talents, Cheng Tianlu had to try to round up the words: "Good directors treat their works as children, everyone can understand. Directors have a director's personality. This news event is a social tragedy, which is not very suitable for Brother Qi. Director Tang is right, the box office problem should be resolved with marketing and promotion, and should not interfere with the creation.”

Uncle Hai is also an old Jianghu. He listened to Tianlu's words of defending Tang Weiqin, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Well, the director has the personality of a director. If the two of them shoot together, a tiger's head on a polar bear is nothing. How about it?" , Director Tang, you can go!"

As soon as these words came out, Tang Weiqin stood up abruptly.Cheng Tianlu was very embarrassed. Unexpectedly, Uncle Hai looked gentle and elegant, and acted so tricky, he would drive people away without saying a word.

He still decided to defend Tang Weiqin, and said forcefully: "Wait a minute. No one here is more familiar with this incident than me. I am not targeting anyone. From the perspective of the incident itself, Tang Weiqin is a more suitable candidate."

Uncle Hai hit the nail on the head: "Editor, what about this matter? It wasn't you who killed, you didn't lose your loved ones, and you didn't judge. To put it bluntly, you are the same as us. Do you still have copyright? Everyone has their own opinions, but I think no one is more professional than Qi Geer in filming murder and death. Qi Geer, right?"

Brother Qi didn't answer immediately, as if he was thinking about something.The atmosphere was a bit tense, and everyone's eyes were on him.Mao Qian was about to bite the bullet and say a few words to ease the atmosphere when Brother Qi finally spoke.

"Ling Lingjiu told me the whole thing, I don't think it's interesting to shoot."

Cheng Tianlu roared in his heart: Then get out of here quickly!

Brother Qi also said: "Many people have filmed the underground massacre. If a stray bullet goes in, thousands of people will die. It won't be fresh anymore."

Cheng Tianlu was stabbed.Thousands of people died, is it a stale meme in his mouth?He said bluntly: "Brother, this is not a matter of killing a few people in a flash of your mind, it is a real death." Thinking of the golden lock, he felt uncomfortable, "Can you respect the dead? ?"

Brother Qi didn't seem to hear what he said, and was immersed in his own thoughts, "There are only a few roads in the ground, and there is no way to play tricks. A few gray-faced old men are chopping around there, which is nothing to see. Do miners have girls?"

Ling Lingjiu: "You always say that there is something, isn't it simple? Let's arrange a perverted miner, and there is a secret room for imprisoning young girls at the bottom. When the mine collapsed, the two girls were also trapped in it. Think about it, these miners Originally, we wanted to unite and fight against the pickaxe murderer who appeared and disappeared, but two women got in among the men..."

Before the words were finished, Cheng Tianlu became angry: "So the miners split up and killed each other. Later, one girl joined the murderer and chased and killed the other. This shit movie became two girls hacking and hacking!"

"That's right! As expected of a reporter, Master Lu, you really know how to make up stories." Ling Lingjiu flattered sincerely.

"Make up your head, reporters dare to make up stories! Oh no, isn't this a documentary film? If you two want to make up random things, you can come up with a new script yourself. The fucking US military experimental base is also fine. The tomb is also fine, can you let this case go? The parties involved in this matter have names and surnames, the family members are still alive, and the murderer is not dead yet. Is it appropriate for you to put a few Sailor Moons in there?"

Qi Geer was amused by his serious look: "Don't worry, let's chat casually, there is nothing inappropriate. The movie is made up, why not make it up?"

"But it's true."

"How do you know that what you wrote is true? You were in the mine when the murder happened?"

Lukou was smart all day long, but at this time he was speechless.Does Brother Qi question his professionalism?However, it is really difficult to tell whether a story is true or not. He has witnessed and followed up countless incidents, and he knows that the truth is complicated. In order to sort out the words or visual images that can be conveyed, it must be put into a narrative container.What kind of container is it, the truth will be deformed to some extent. Qi Geer's rebuttal is a long debate about journalism ethics and philosophy.

He looked at Brother Qi, and decided not to talk nonsense with this person, just use his authority to suppress him: "I am not in the mine, but the report I wrote has too much influence, and too many people have read it, you want to edit it?" Another story, I'm afraid no one will buy it."

Brother Qi ignored the provocation in it, and nodded, "Well, you're right."

Cheng Tianlu didn't expect Brother Qi to die so easily, but it's not easy to confront him again.He didn't know what was wrong with him, usually he wasn't that angry, but this morning his mood fluctuated easily, and he couldn't control it.

After the top light flickered a few times, his lair was invaded by unknown objects, and the whole world was a little out of his control—thinking of this, he felt a faint burning sensation in his fingers.