You know, later generations of hacksaws had narrower blades. Can't hide a sponge. But these days' hacksaws are relatively heavy, so it's easy to hide them with a sponge.
And you can't put your hand on the sponge, otherwise if you press it, it will bleed at that location, and it will still be obvious that it was pressed with your hand, which would be more fake. Therefore, add a long piece of bamboo to the other side of the hacksaw, which is pressed against the sponge. People only need to hold the handle, and when performing, hold the saw handle with a little force to press the bamboo piece, and the other end of the bamboo piece will exert pressure on the sponge and squeeze out fake blood.
Zhan Ruide thought this method was very good and immediately asked the props team to prepare according to this method. Miss Tong next to her smiled and said, "Although it's a bit... scary, what I want to ask is, Brother Heng, how come you know everything?"
Fan Keqin also smiled and said: "It's normal not to know everything. I just love to ponder. It seems that some people have loved music since they were young, and they can make a good piece of music by themselves without even being taught much. And some people like carpentry, and can even make an exact scale model of a building. I may be more interested in music and these. So..."
Miss Tong nodded and said: "I understand, just say you are a genius."
"Hey." Fan Keqin said, "This is what you said. I didn't say it."
"Hehe." Miss Tong covered her mouth and smiled. She was now completely relaxed in front of Fan Keqin, and it was not surprising that the two were joking with each other.
But at this moment, a person walked in from outside. It was Zhang Shan, the boss of the Shanghai Film and Singing Production Company. He also held a telegram in his hand. How can I put it in my expression? It seems that I feel more inquisitive.
"Teacher Wan." Zhang Shan said, "The telegraph office just sent a telegram to the company. It's for you, from Hong Kong." As he said that, he handed the telegram in his hand to Fan Keqin.
"Hong Kong?" Fan Keqin showed a slightly different expression, and then seemed to think of something. He reached out and took it, unfolded it and looked down. Sure enough, according to the plan, a record production company affiliated with the Beluga Club in Hong Kong sent it.
Zhang Shan and Miss Tong next to her saw Fan Keqin looking at the telegram. Their expressions were normal, but they seemed to be a little conflicted and hesitant in their hearts.
The telegraph is a short story that goes straight to the central idea. Therefore, this telegram, with seven to eighty words in total, is considered a long telegram.
After Fan Keqin finished reading, he looked at Zhang Shan and said, "Boss, have you read this telegram?"
"Uh..." Zhang Shan looked a little embarrassed, but he nodded and said, "Yes, Teacher Wan, I didn't mean it. The person who sent the telegram handed it to me like this, so I did read it."
The clear code of the telegram was translated directly. It didn't look like a letter, and there was an envelope outside. A telegram is just a piece of paper, and it may be folded for you and then it's done.
Fan Keqin said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining that you read the contents of the telegram. I mean, it was sent to me by a very good friend of mine who was kind to me and my wife. At the beginning of our relationship, He helped us when we were in trouble. After I joined the Shanghai Film and Singing Production Company, I wrote him several letters and sent him several telegrams. Unexpectedly, he now encountered difficulties.
I can't help but help a good friend, let alone being kind to us. So I want to ask for a leave from you and go to Hong Kong to help him produce the company's early records. Boss Zhang, don’t worry, I will come back after recording a few songs and opening up the situation for his company. "
Hearing what Fan Keqin said, Zhang Shan was really in a dilemma. The main reason is that he really cares about Fan Keqin's talent and doesn't want to let go.
But in the end, I felt a little better when I heard Fan Keqin say that he would come back. In addition, he then thought that this person was kind to Fan Keqin, so Fan Keqin naturally wanted to help him. From this we can say that Fan Keqin is a person who never forgets to repay kindness. And after Fan Keqin arrived at his company, he was definitely interested in Fan Keqin. Therefore, according to Fan Keqin's character, it is impossible to really walk away.
After thinking about this, Zhang Shan nodded and said: "Okay, no problem. I naturally know Teacher Wan's professional ethics and character. This friend is kind to you and your wife. You are in his company." You helped me at the beginning, but I admired you. When are you and your wife going to leave? I'll have someone book the ferry tickets for you and your wife."
"Thank you very much, Boss Zhang." Fan Keqin said with a smile: "There is no need to help us book the ferry tickets. I will not be so irresponsible and just leave everything here. Now A-Qing still has one song that she has not finished recording. , the filming of this movie has not been completed. I will wait until these two things are completed, and then go to Hong Kong with A Qing."
Hearing what he said, Zhang Shan felt even more relieved. After all, Fan Keqin was very responsible in doing this. And such a responsible person would naturally not be able to run to Hong Kong and not come back.
Miss Tong next to me was listening from beginning to end, and her mood was up and down. When she heard that Fan Keqin was going to Hong Kong, Miss Tong felt her heart ached and she couldn't breathe freely. But later I heard that Fan Keqin was just going to help and would come back, and my uncomfortable mood became better.
After climbing Zhangshan Mountain, Miss Tong still followed Fan Keqin and followed the crew around. But it was obviously much quieter than before. During lunch, Fan Keqin smiled and said, "What's wrong? You don't want me to leave?"
Miss Tong immediately shook her head, but then nodded again, glanced at Fan Keqin, and said: "I...I don't know what to say."
"Hey." Fan Keqin gave her a piece of chopsticks and said, "Silence is golden. It's not like I won't come back. In addition, that friend of mine, hey, did not hesitate to help Ah Qing and I when we were in the most difficult times. Helped us. This allowed us to get through the difficulties. Otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to meet you. Right? Such friends are like gold and should be cherished.
After the opening of his company, apart from singers, there were no good songwriters or good arrangers to join the company, so naturally nothing could happen. I went over to help him and produce a few good songs so that his company would have a certain reputation. Then it will be relatively easy to invite some talented people. Then I'll come back. "
"Then..." Miss Tong looked at Fan Keqin...
