Beijing.
On Xizhimenwai Street, there is a hotel built in 1954. It was formerly called the Soviet Exhibition Hall Guest House and is now called Xiyuan Hotel. It is also where Li Hanxiang's crew stayed.
Liang Jiahui got up early, had dinner, went downstairs and rode on a 28-inch sedan.
That's right, it was the broken car that Chen Qi abandoned in the capital.
He walked slowly and leisurely towards the Forbidden City. The distance was not close, only 8 kilometers. This was the fun he had discovered recently. He loved riding a bicycle to visit the streets and alleys of the capital. It was the perfect time in autumn.
All the way to Di'anmen West Street, he should have gone south, but instead he went north, heading to Lechunfang in Shichahai.
When they arrived at No. 6 Lechunfang, Dai Hanhan had just opened the door and was sweeping the floor. When she saw him, she smiled and said, "Brother Jiahui, here we go again! Come inside and sit down. We are making breakfast. The soy milk is hot."
"yue~"
When it came to soy milk, Liang Jiahui vomited and waved his hands: "No, no, will Mr. Chen arrive today? What time is it?"
"It's afternoon!"
"When he comes back, please tell me that we are filming in the Forbidden City."
"no problem!"
Liang Jiahui said hello and then rode south to the Forbidden City.
There are almost no tourists, and the entrance is deserted. "The Burning of the Old Summer Palace" and "The Curtain" are the first times that the Forbidden City has been opened to real-life movie scenes, and even the dragon's chair is real. It has been opened several times since, but due to damage to cultural relics, in "The Last Emperor"
It was closed after that.
His face looked familiar and he rode straight in.
Why ride a bike?
Driving is not allowed in the Forbidden City.
At this moment, the square in front of the Palace of Supreme Harmony has become the place where the crew is stationed. The staff are busy, various equipment and props can be seen everywhere, and eunuchs, maids, and ministers in plain clothes are walking around...
"Jiahui!"
Liang Jiahui went to put on makeup, but Liu Xiaoqing was already sitting there, forcing a smile.
"Well, morning!"
He nodded and never said much.
Liu Xiaoqing was so haggard that she was raped while having sex. The Beijing Film Studio held a meeting to criticize her and criticized her in public. Not to mention this, the Ministry of Culture punished her by directly fined her the money she earned, which meant that she had worked in vain and ended up in a bad situation.
reputation.
Acupuncture can be a big or small thing. To put it seriously, she abandoned the crew and went out to make money without telling the work. Her nature was very bad...
Even her exuberant personality like a weed is a bit unbearable.
But he was indeed honest and filmed peacefully every day, and Li Hanxiang was quite satisfied.
After Liang Jiahui put on his makeup and put on the emperor's costume, he first found Li Hanxiang and whispered: "Director, Mr. Chen will be here today."
"He returned to the capital?"
"Say something happened."
"What can happen to him? Isn't it just for you?"
Li Hanxiang consciously saw through Chen Qi and hummed: "One code is the same. I will never allow half-heartedness in filming. He dares to come and ask for someone. See how I defend him and make him speechless!"
…………
Chen Qi arrived in the afternoon.
After resting for a while and having dinner, I took Zhang Yi, He Qun, He Ping, and Zhang Junzhao to the Forbidden City. Most of the scenes of "Life is Beautiful" have been completed, and Li Wenhua and others are doing the final work in Shanghai.
ending.
"For what?"
“It’s past the visiting time and it’s closed!”
Several people were stopped at the entrance, and Chen Qi had to get his ID before he was allowed to go.
He had been to the Forbidden City several times in his previous life, and every time it was always crowded. He had never experienced such a quiet entrance at night.
There is a bright moon above the head, the moonlight blends into the night, covering the palace city hundreds of years ago. The lights and figures in the Square of the Hall of Supreme Harmony seem to have erased the ravines of time and space, as if people in ancient times were looking at the ancient times.
moon.
"I will definitely photograph the Forbidden City at night once in my lifetime!"
“It’s artistic, so artistic!”
"It's mysterious and scary, but I actually hope a ghost comes out of it."
The four literary young people expressed their emotions one after another.
Chen Qi was too lazy to care. He was very busy when he came back this time. He couldn't delay even a minute. He strode over, grabbed a big speaker and shouted directly: "Director Li Hanxiang! Director Li! I'm here, come out for a while!"
"
"..."
The staff looked at each other, where did the mountain cannon come from?
Take a closer look, damn, that boy named Chen... ah, he is Comrade Chen Qi who is good at charity, makes the poor people in the world happy, and builds buildings for us!
"What are you shouting for? What are you shouting for?"
Li Hanxiang stomped down the steps and said angrily: "This is my crew, please respect me, don't be polite like a rough man!"
"I have something to ask you. Let's talk somewhere."
"Go in and talk!"
Li Hanxiang was even more generous and went directly to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to receive it.
Taihe Hall, commonly known as Jinluan Hall!
The light inside is bright, the floor is paved with gold bricks, and there is a throne in the bright room. On both sides of the throne are 6 giant gilded cloud and dragon pillars with a diameter of 1 meter. In front of the throne, there are four pairs of furnishings: Baoxiang, Luduan, crane and incense pavilion.
"Is this the dragon chair?"
Chen Qi stared at the throne.
"I'll start shooting in twenty minutes. If you have anything to say, tell me quickly."
"Is this a dragon chair?"
"Yes, yes, do you dare to sit on the real dragon chair?" Li Hanxiang joked.
"The person who asked you this question is that the remnants of feudalism have not been cleaned up. I overthrew three mountains and established a new China. Why don't you dare to sit down as the successor of socialism?"
Chen Qi sat on it as soon as he could: "I'm calling you here this time because I have something important to discuss!"
"Get up!"
Li Hanxiang stood up and said first: "If you borrow Liang Jiahui, there is no need to talk!"
"Who said I was borrowing Liang Jiahui and I was looking for you for something else."
Chen Qi looked at the dragon chair with regret, saying that it was enough to sit on it once, but he would really have no chance in the future, and said: "I have four subordinates. They are fresh graduates from Nortel and need some exercise. Can I join your crew?"
You can do odd jobs, you don't have to be a servant, you can do whatever you want, I'll pay the wages."
"Can!"
Li Hanxiang still gave me this little favor.
"The Hong Kong newspaper has exposed you, what are you going to do?" Chen Qi asked again.
As soon as this was mentioned, Li Hanxiang became irritable.
Historically, the rightists asked him to write a letter of self-reflection, but he didn't write it and was banned. No one in Hong Kong asked him to make a movie. He could only bring Liang Jiahui to the mainland to film, but he didn't make money in the mainland.
He also had to support his family, so in order to make a living, he started making romantic movies again. However, by that time, his romantic movies were out of date and were a hit at the box office. It was not until the early 1990s that Taiwan lifted the ban on him.
He later died of a heart attack in 1996.
It can be said that Li Hanxiang was quite embarrassed in the later stages of his life. A great director had no serious movies to shoot.
"..."
When Chen Qi asked, it hurt his nerves and said angrily: "What else can I do? I can only come to the mainland to develop! I will wait until I am impoverished!"
"Director Li, don't just focus on filming, at least watch some news! The leftists are not the leftists they used to be. It doesn't matter if Taiwan bans you. Come to Yindu or come to me. I just have a story to shoot for you."
He talked about the recent achievements of the left wing. Li Hanxiang's eyes widened in disbelief, and then he became overjoyed.
If you can live a good life, no one wants to be poor.
"Have you got any inspiration? Tell me about it?"
"This is a pornographic film..."
Li Hanxiang was startled when Chen Qi opened his mouth. He hurriedly said: "Can leftists make erotic films?"
"I will register a subsidiary to invest in some sensitive films with Hong Kong capital, and they will not be released in left-wing theaters. Please listen to me first!"
"It was probably a rich lady with a generous dowry. In order to steal the money, a liar pretended to pursue her and sent a maid to sneak in. They cooperated inside and outside, and planned to imprison the lady in a mental hospital after defrauding her of the marriage.
As a result, the maid and the young lady fell in love and acted like a fake phoenix..."
Chen Qi gave a summary, but Li Hanxiang's eyes were bright. He became more energetic the more he listened, and praised repeatedly: "What a story! What a story! My friend, you are worthy of being a genius in writing scripts!"
"Although this film is erotic, I want to make it into a high-level art film and exhibit it in European exhibitions. This kind of subject matter is right for Europeans. Maybe it can win an award and slap the rightists in the face!"
"Ha ha!"
Li Hanxiang liked this story so much that he said, "You must write a good script. I will take over immediately after the filming is completed."
"This is difficult to handle. I still have a lot of things to do. I can't finish them and write them down. Please lend Liang Jiahui to me and I'll pay you back in two months..."
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