dhibooks Chapter 45 Chapter 45
Chapter 45 Chapter 45
"Mr. Song."
The door opened, and Qin Feng, director Qiu Ming and other people Qin Feng didn't know in the private room got up.Before I saw him, I heard "Mr. Song" one after another in the private room.
Qin Feng quickly recalled that in the memory of more than 20 years, he had never dealt with anyone who could be called 'Mr. Song', so he took a few more glances at the people he came and went.
In entertainment circles like this, it is more common for the manager to bring the artists under him, but today Qin Feng was brought here by director Qiu Ming to meet someone he didn't know at all.
"Qin Feng, this is Mr. Song."
Qin Feng didn't expect that the person who introduced him was actually the unsmiling director Qiu Ming. Even though he wasn't flattering, it still surprised Qin Feng.
It seems that the visitors simply came to have a meal, and they didn't even drink much wine. The people around them were busy pushing glasses and changing glasses, busy consolidating interpersonal relationships and establishing new contacts. For a long time, his eyes were all blatantly fixed on Qin Feng.
Called Mr., Qin Feng guessed at first that he was a respected teacher or senior. After listening to everyone's compliments on him, Qin Feng realized that Mr. Song was actually Boss Song. The producer of their movies, the only one capital.
The movie Qin Feng is making, Director Qiu Ming has been preparing for so long, and he wants to create a perfect high-quality film, but in fact, it is more of the helplessness of a smart woman who can't cook without rice.
This kind of ancient costume historical theme similar to a drama is really not very pleasing at the moment when it is difficult for everyone to adjust, and the follow-up review after filming is also very troublesome.
It is too rigid to shoot completely according to the well-known history, but if you add more, if there is no reliable historical basis, you will always be criticized by the audience.
Take a ten thousand step back, you have done every detail perfectly, and some of the audience may not take it seriously after watching it: it is all told in history books, what is there to shoot.
You have to have details, and more importantly, you need to have a backbone to support the entire movie. If this theme is deviated, it will be a disaster.
The presentation of high-quality goods requires the hard work of many people and a solid financial foundation.
With the backing of capital, Qiu Ming dared to try, had confidence, and realized his dream.
So, he compromised, and when Song Zhengze found him and expressed his willingness to help him realize this dream, he also brought him back to reality.
The reality is that in this movie of his, Qin Feng must be the leading actor and have the most roles.
Talented people yearn for freedom. Song Zhengze's only request seems to put a shackle on Qiu Ming's throat. Every time he sees Qin Feng, he feels the grandeur that he wants to accomplish in his whole life. The dream was ruined by a vase.
Preconceived notions are very important, Qiu Ming is stubborn, and Song Zhengze implied that he should not tell others about this matter. He kept it in his heart all day long, and the entanglement between ideals and reality in front of him made him even more depressed.
This depressed mood did not dissipate quickly because of the discovery of Qin Feng's strength. Two months later, the depression in his heart barely eased from the continuous drizzle to the current cloudy weather, there is not much difference.
"Qin Feng, isn't it?" Song Zhengze said, his voice was not loud, but the group of people immediately restrained themselves a lot.
"Yes, Mr. Song." Qin Feng simply responded, maintaining basic politeness, and didn't intend to say anything more.
"Why doesn't Xiaoqin move his chopsticks very much? Is it because these dishes are not to your taste? Come, try this. The seafood here is pretty good. I order this fish every time I come here, and you can eat some too."
Song Zhengze opened his mouth, and Ji Ping, who was beside him, brought the whole plate of fish to Qin Feng with a wink, and he almost picked up a piece of fish and sent it to Qin Feng's mouth.
"Thank you, Mr. Song. I'm not very good at eating fish. When I was a child, I was caught by a fishbone when I was eating fish. It's a bit of a psychological shadow." Qin Feng sat calmly in his seat, holding the cup with one hand, and didn't intend to move his chopsticks.
"Mr. Qin, it's okay, this fish doesn't have many spines, give it a try." Ji Ping continued to persuade, just as he was about to pick up a piece of chopsticks for Qin Feng, Song Zhengze opened his mouth.
"Since Xiao Qin doesn't like food, forget it. Ji Ping, replace all these thorny ones." Song Zhengze ordered, and then said, "Xiao Qin, is there anything you like to eat? I'll let them make it now."
"I feel uncomfortable in my stomach. I can't eat anything. I'll just drink some water. Don't bother Mr. Song."
Qin Feng refuted Song Zhengze's face one after another, the atmosphere in the private room gradually cooled down, everyone was silent, they didn't even dare to move their chopsticks, they only looked at Qin Feng from the corner of their eyes, and then quickly took another look at Song Zhengze's expression .
"Mr. Song, Qin Feng has been too tired from filming recently, and his stomach problem has recurred. I want to take him back to rest first. Look..."
Qin Feng didn't expect Director Qiu Ming to help him. He also had this kind of plan. One hand has been clenched into a fist against his stomach for a long time.
Now Qiu Ming set up the steps for him, and he acted along, frowning and making a sound, it really seemed like he was still trying his best to endure the stomachache, more exaggeration and less force was not enough to make people feel Believe it or not, the heat is just right.
"I was negligent, Qiu Ming, you have to take good care of Xiao Qin, you don't need to be so anxious when you're filming or something." Song Zhengze spoke to Qiu Ming in a tone that sounded like an old friend for many years, "Ji Ping, send Qiu Ming and Xiao Qin back, remember, you must send them yourself."
Qiu Ming helped Qin Feng to leave, both of them were old foxes, they looked like they were helping, the weight of Qin Feng's body did not rest on Qiu Ming's arm at all, the two of them seemed to be trying to play.
"Mr. Qin, do you want to go to the hospital?" Ji Ping was driving ahead, and kept talking to Qin Feng: "If you find it inconvenient, I'll call the doctor to the hotel for you."
"No, thank you. I have medicine in my room, and it will be fine after a few days." Qin Feng didn't dare to relax, he always felt that Ji Ping, who was driving, was always staring at himself in the rearview mirror.
"Oh, Mr. Qin, please don't be polite. It's not a big deal. Where is their doctor? It's not that I won't pay him for getting him out. Don't get me wrong...you should see him sooner if you are not in good health. If you are seriously ill, you won't Well, I think it's better to hire a doctor for Mr. Qin, if you think the level of doctors in this local hospital is not up to the mark, I can go to a better hospital, the most important thing is your health!"
Ji Ping kept chattering about getting a doctor for Qin Feng, but Qin Feng refused twice, and he still refused to give up.
"No need, we have a doctor from the production team, and he knows Qin Feng's physical condition quite well, so he can handle it very well." Qiu Ming was no more polite than Qin Feng, saying "thank you" one after another, "You let Mr. Song Don't worry, I will take care of my actors, and I won't trouble you."
"You've said that. I still have nothing to worry about. I'll tell Mr. Song when I get back." Ji Ping finally ended the topic of finding a doctor for Qin Feng.
At the entrance of the hotel, Ji Ping insisted on getting out of the car and taking the two of them back to their rooms before leaving.
"Brother Feng, you're back!" Zhao Nan opened the bedroom door, afraid to miss the sound of opening the door, just as Qin Feng entered, he ran out to greet Qin Feng before he even had time to put on his slippers.
"Nan Nan, do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry..." Qin Feng pouted and looked at Zhao Nan aggrievedly, "I want noodles, noodles in hot soup, can you make them for me?"
"Okay!" Zhao Nan jumped up and ran to the kitchen. After Qin Feng came to the kitchen and sighed helplessly at him, Zhao Nan felt cold on the soles of his feet.
"Lift your feet..."
Zhao Nan raised her foot obediently.
"Remember to wear a pair of socks in the room in the future. Tell me how many times you have run around barefoot. You didn't feel it when you were young. When you get old, your legs will hurt. At that time, you will know the feeling of suffering." Already!"
"Oh, you went out, didn't you say that you were not allowed to enter the kitchen? Go wash your hands, you can eat right away."
After eating the noodles made by Zhao Nan in one sitting, there was not even a drop of noodle soup left.
"Brother Feng..." Zhao Nan was lying on the opposite side of Qin Feng wearing an apron, "Why did you go out with the director?"
"Meet a few bosses, oh, it's the employer." Qin Feng put down the bottomed soup bowl, "Nan Nan, do you have any more? I'm not full."
Zhao Nan's attention was quickly distracted, and she ran to the kitchen to work again.
The phone vibrated, and Qin Feng touched his warm stomach to check the information.
"You are free from 05:30 to 10:30 in the evening, come to my room." Qiu Ming sent.
Qin Feng couldn't help laughing lowly when he saw the news.
There seems to be something wrong with the tone and format of this message, and it looks like it's trying to sneak him... If Qin Feng hadn't been with Qiu Ming for two months, he would have thought so when he received this message when he was competing for the role.
Now... "Nan Nan, let's have dinner early. I have an appointment from Director Qiu Ming from 05:30 to 10:30."
"Really? Why, is it finally time to guide you alone? God, it's finally the day!" Zhao Nan rushed out of the kitchen with chopsticks, excited as if he had won a 500 million prize.
Several actors who played the main roles in the crew were all called by Qiu Ming alone to guide, only Qin Feng was forgotten in the frozen place.
"Brother Feng, do you want to prepare something? You can just bring these over, won't it be enough, or I'll get you some snacks to take with you. I remember the assistant director said that director Qiu Ming likes to eat heavy flavors, and he can especially eat them." If you eat spicy food, take these spicy rabbit heads with you." Zhao Nan took out a fresh-keeping box from behind like a magic trick, and the rabbit heads inside were still warm.
"I said what is the smell in the room in the afternoon, so you are making this. This is a big snack, do you really want to take all of it?" Qin Feng shook the 1.5 liter capacity in his hand, it was full crisper.
"Not too much, not too much, let the director eat hard. If there is not enough food, I will make it again. There are still a lot of materials." Zhao Nan pushed Qin Feng out: "Go quickly, don't let the director wait for you."
When Qin Feng delivered the bento to Qiu Ming, Qiu Ming was still for a moment.
"Your assistant did it. I might be the last one in the crew to eat what he made... The crew's cooking skills are not as good as his. Why don't you let him be your assistant and just change to a chef." As soon as Qiu Ming changed from the attitude of the old god in the past, he simply put aside the guidance for the time being, put on the disposable gloves that Zhao Nan thoughtfully provided, and began to gnaw on the rabbit's head in an unimpressive manner.
"Did he used to be a chef? Did your company choose him specially for you?" Qiu Ming's image kept collapsing, he was still chewing something and he was inquiring about Zhao Nan with Qin Feng.
"No, he majored in art design in college, and he came to our company to apply for a job as my assistant by chance." Qin Feng replied half-truthfully.
"Coincidence... This word is very appropriate. You and him are destined, but this fate is just your wishful thinking at present. He seems to be ignorant of the unknown." There is a piece of chili skin, which becomes a confidant.
"Sure enough, nothing can escape your eyes."