"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Lu Yi gathered up the sleeves of his military coat and moved towards the heating fan.
It's really hard to work out in the middle of the night on this cold day!
Ni Bingyan looked at the little old man wearing a hat in front of him, with admiration in his eyes!
I just met him at Chili Terrace a while ago, and I didn't expect to see him again while filming a public service announcement. Is the workload too much for someone of his age?
"Don't say it! As soon as you open your mouth, I know what you are going to say. Are you saying that I am as productive as a sow? Or are you saying that we are destined to meet each other all the time?"
Lu Yi squeezed the cigarette in his hand and put it behind his ear, unable to hide the pride on his old face.
Ni Bingyan was speechless.
Before she could speak, he finished everything she said.
The scripts written by this little old man are famous for their incisive lines. His speech is like having an electric drill installed in his mouth, which makes his head hurt.
But Ni Bingyan didn't find him annoying, only found him interesting.
Ni Bingyan chuckled: "You guessed this wrong. I just want to say that you are always talented. Whatever you write, they are all wonderful scripts. Next time you write a new one, tell me secretly on WeChat and I will come back to fight for yours. The heroine..."
Lu Yi snorted: "That's not true! Otherwise, it wouldn't be worth my hair falling out like this!"
Seeing that he was not humble and accepted all the compliments but never mentioned anything about his work, Ni Bingyan didn't say anything more and just chatted with him with a smile:
"Haha, otherwise why would you have such a clever statement?"
"It's rare for you to say whatever you think in your heart."
As a bald old man, he usually dislikes hearing such words, but Ni Bingyan's words are not annoying.
"I don't dare to tell lies in front of you."
"If you want to tell lies, I won't care about you! Humph!"
It is said that "knowledge is all about understanding things in the world, and writing is about understanding people's feelings." People who write good articles always see people and things with a certain degree of clarity.
A man like Mr. Lu, who is almost 70 years old and has been writing scripts for most of his life, has extremely sharp eyes.
His wife had suffered a cerebral hemorrhage the year before last and was impatient to take care of her grandson at home, so she hung out in various production crews all day long. She saw too many different people every day, but there were very few people who could chat with him so casually.
It is now 11 o'clock in the evening, and there is no one on the closed road.
All departments were ready. Ni Bingyan hugged a warm hand warmer and huddled in the makeshift shed with the old man.
Under their feet, a heating fan blew against their legs, which wasn't that cold at all.
Tonight, they are filming a public service announcement.
Ni Bingyan plays a young girl who works overtime until midnight, but loses her job because the company goes bankrupt.
She was about to take a taxi later and met a taxi driver played by the best actor Zhang Ji.
"Okay, it's almost time, let's go over there! Stop whispering to my old man here. You don't think it's cold, but I think my mouth is cold! Ouch! It's snowing!"
Mr. Lu held on to his hat and looked up at the sky.
Under the dim yellow street lights, the crystal snowflakes were floating in the air, getting bigger and bigger in the blink of an eye, as if someone was spreading salt in the sky.
"It's time to count the days."
Ni Bingyan stretched out her hand, and the snowflakes fell on her white palm, turning into crystal water drops in the blink of an eye.
"Heroine! Is the heroine ready? Come on! Shooting has started!"
The director was very excited when he saw Xue Hua and started calling people with a big loudspeaker.
"I'm coming!"
This was his first time working with this director. Ni Bingyan didn't know his temper, so he didn't dare to show any slightness. He handed Lu Yi the hot water bottle and ran over in the blink of an eye.
"Alas! This little girl!"
Lu Yi wanted to chase after him, but he ran two steps and then stopped: "Forget it, forget it, I'm so old, I have to keep it safe for you."
He simply ignored Duanmu Li who was waiting aside. He held the hot water bottle in his hands and walked slowly to the director's side with his mouth raised.
After decades of working in the industry, all directors who can be named in the circle respect him.
Seeing him coming, the director smiled and called "Teacher Lu". Lu Yi smiled and waved his hand: "You are busy with your business, I will wait on the side. Call me when you need me."
The director nodded and greeted with a loudspeaker:
"Attention all departments, let's do the first game first!"
All departments began to operate, and the field recorder made a decision.
Ni Bingyan held the folder and shuffled out of an office building not far away, yawning as he walked.
When she reached the roadside, she looked at the sky with red eyes, stamped her feet again, and then stretched out her hand to flag down the taxi as it approached.
"Girl, where are you going?"
"No. 886, Xingfuli."
"Okay! Put your seat belt on!"
The heating in the car was very strong, and a layer of fog quickly formed on the girl's round glasses.
She was stunned, took off her glasses, took out the eye cloth, and wiped it gently.
After wiping my glasses, I took out some paper and gently wiped my eyes. As a result, I shed more and more tears.
"Girl, what's going on?"
I have to say that Zhang Ji's acting skills were very good. He first looked in the rearview mirror again and again to make sure that the girl was crying before making any noise.
The girl immediately turned her head and looked at the sky.
It's like she doesn't even want anyone to notice her crying.
The driver expressed enthusiasm and relief: "Young people can be vulnerable occasionally."
Young people are always like this, stubborn and pitiful.
A person who usually looks up at the sky with his neck craning and tears streaming down his face suddenly breaks down because of a stranger's words.
The girl burst into tears, crying and talking at the same time:
"The company has gone bankrupt again, and I have to find a new job..."
The driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror from time to time, and then sighed after a long time: "Oh!"
This sigh seems to be saying, it's hard for you, it's hard for me, it's hard for all of us.
All the hard work is just to stay alive!
The girl's eyes glanced at the meter from time to time, and there was despair in her voice:
"I graduated this year. In just a few months, I have already worked for three companies. I don't want to lose this job. I work overtime until late every day, but the company is short of manpower and business is not good..."
"How much does it usually cost for you to take a taxi?"
"Three, thirty-two."
The driver reached out and pressed the meter.
On the small screen, the red numbers stopped.
It says 32:00.
The commercial shoot ends here.
Ni Bingyan knew that as the car drove away from here, the conclusion of the advertisement would be inserted later.
"Love is like a firefly, warming you and me."
This advertisement calls on everyone to have more love for strangers and be more tolerant to young people.
"Come! Change the camera position and do it again! Lighting! This time we mainly take close-ups!"
"good!"
The first scene went very smoothly when we started shooting. Everyone's morale was high. It snowed again. The pictures were warm and beautiful. The director was very satisfied.
After that, I went back and forth to dig out the details and took the photos until three o'clock in the morning.
The crew invited them to have a cup of hot eight-treasure porridge. Ni Bingyan politely said goodbye to his seniors before getting in the car and going home.
When the car drove to the gate of the community, it was already past five o'clock. The paparazzi from yesterday were long gone. Ni Bingyan yawned and felt extremely fulfilled.
No matter how explosive a scandal is, it can only be discussed for a few days, but a classic public service announcement will be discussed for a long, long time.
Any fool knows how to do it more cost-effectively.
Biquge
