"3,2,1, start!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Xue came over holding a map and looking around.
Suddenly she saw Shiqiao, her eyes lit up, and she walked quickly. The red bell-bottom pants followed her brisk pace, one behind the other, like two flowers being dragged out. It was really beautiful.
She trotted up the bridge with a little excitement. The stream was gurgling and the pillow stone was underneath.
"Oh~"
Gong Xue opened her mouth slightly, as if she had finally found you. She held the map in a creaky nest and hurriedly took out her camera from her bag, clicking and taking pictures.
"good!"
Wang Haowei finally shouted with satisfaction.
"director!"
Gong Xue hurriedly ran over, looking forward to it: "How about this time?"
"Not bad, you have the feeling I wanted. I didn't let you relax for a few days in vain."
"You have to be patient, otherwise I would be worried to death."
Wang Haowei pays attention to slow work and meticulous work. She would rather not take pictures if she doesn't get the ideal results. She adopted Chen Qi's suggestion and asked Gong Xue to go sightseeing and take pictures without thinking about anything. It was indeed effective.
"Comrade Gong Xue, you are making rapid progress!"
Tang Guoqiang also came over with a smile. He had been very bored these days and asked: "Director, can we film now?"
"It's ready to shoot!"
"Get ready!"
It was finally filmed, Gong Xue had passed her first scene, and the moment she called stop, her heart almost overflowed with joy.
Chen Qi watched from the outside, but there was no fluctuation, because she failed to integrate with the character and just used quick fix methods. Instead of practicing internal skills, she directly practiced external skills and used stylized movements and expressions to highlight the character.
There are two types of acting skills, one is star acting and the other is actor acting.
For example, Andy Lau has been a star actor all his life. It's not that he's not good, he's pretty good. The audience liked him and he won the Best Actor Award.
Chen Qi watched Gong Xue's movies in later years and felt that they were quite suitable for star acting. Only when he met Gong Huang and Manyu did he become interested in talking about what an actor is!
Of course, at this time Gong Xue didn't know that she was looked down upon by a very few people.
She was immersed in her happy mood and only took a sneak peek occasionally.
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"Gong Xue, there is a package for you!"
"Thanks!"
A few days later, as soon as work was over for the day, Gong Xue returned to the hotel and received a package in the mail with a letter attached.
It's not too far from Lushan to Shanghai.
She opened the letter and found it was from her father.
"Xiaoxue, hello:
Your mother and I were surprised and happy to learn that you were filming in Lushan. You are so close to home, but unfortunately it is very troublesome for us to go out. We have been busy with work recently and have not been able to visit. Don't be surprised.
Please take care of yourself and we will be fine.
To express my apology, I am attaching a pack of white rabbit, eat slowly..."
She smiled, a little sad.
After graduating from middle school, I took the initiative to join the team.
Farming in the countryside means you can endure hardships, and then you can also endure hardships as an art soldier. You can walk dozens of miles a day without making a sound even if your feet are blistered.
She has no right to complain. It is precisely because of this that she tries her best to perform wherever she goes and strives to be a model, so that her life can be easier.
Later, my parents resumed work, and I joined a drama troupe. They were far away in the capital. I didn't stay with my parents for ten years. I could only occasionally take leave to go back and visit...
She has always wanted to be a full-time actress, and it would be best if she could be transferred to the Shanghai Film Studio. However, the Repertory Theater Company has very strong objections to her making a movie. If the Beijing Film Studio had not come forward this time, they might not let her go.
"Beijing Film Studio..."
Gong Xue held the letter and was a little lost for a moment. She actually never thought that she would be able to contact Beijing Film Studio and shoot such a big movie.
She opened the package again, and sure enough, there was a pack of White Rabbit toffee, and a copy of "Story Club" magazine was also included.
The White Rabbit toffee is famous. Its predecessor was a candy factory founded in Shanghai in 1943. It was called "ABC Mickey Mouse Candy" and the packaging is also Mickey Mouse pattern.
Later, when it was nationalized, Mickey Mouse worshiped foreigners and could no longer be used, so it was changed to the White Rabbit - Disney's legal department also breathed a sigh of relief.
At first, it could only produce 800 kilograms per day. It was said that seven white rabbits are equal to a cup of milk. It was a light luxury food. When Nixon visited China, he gave him a pack.
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It's more difficult to buy. It must have taken a lot of effort for her parents to send a package.
Gong Xue loved white rabbit the most. She peeled one and stuffed it into her mouth. She held it for a while. She seemed to have thought of something. She picked up the bag of candy and stood up. She paused again and blinked before leaving.
Gone.
"Dong dong dong!"
"Xiao Gong, do you have a problem with me?"
Wang Haowei opened the door.
"My parents sent me a package of White Rabbit. I want to share it with everyone, but I don't know how to share it. Can you help me?"
"Hey, the white rabbit is a rare thing!"
As soon as Wang Haowei's thoughts changed, he realized that she was afraid that she could not handle the interpersonal relationships among the crew, so she came to ask for her opinion, and said readily: "Since it is a rare thing, just let the main staff come, and one for each person is enough. Who can
I won’t be picky either.”
"Well, I understand, thank you director!"
"What's the point of thanking you? I found that you are just too polite. The people in the team are all good, so you don't have to worry about messy things. Oh, by the way, Xiao Chen has helped you so much. It's a good idea for you to leave a few for others.
"
"I understand, thank you director!"
"Okay, let's go quickly, I'm already dying!"
She was driven away by Wang Haowei, pursed her lips and ran downstairs again, knocking on the door again.
"Eh? Comrade Gong Xue, is something wrong?"
Chen Qi opened the door.
"My father replied and sent a copy of "Story Club", the magazine you mentioned."
"You also sent the magazine? That's great, thank you!"
"No, no, I should thank you. Without you telling me the drama, I might not be able to feel the same now... By the way, my parents sent me candy, don't dislike it."
"White Rabbit, good stuff, I got two of them, you can share them with everyone."
"Well, I'll leave first."
She turned around and left, fearing that someone would see her.
Chen Qi shrugged, went back to his room, peeled off one, and tasted it. Maybe it was a psychological effect, but he felt it tasted better than later generations.
He took the "Story Club" again.
The birth of "Story Club" is very interesting.
In 1962, the teacher proposed to carry out socialist education for the masses, "From now on, we must teach it every year, every month, and every day, so that we can have a clearer understanding of this issue."
As a result, many preachers appeared across the country. They compiled revolutionary struggles, red history, etc. into short stories and went into the countryside to tell the stories to the farmers. There were 2,000 preachers in Shanghai alone.
In this context, "Story Club" came into being, a magazine dedicated to telling stories.
During the special period, the magazine was renamed "Revolutionary Story Society", and it was changed back at the beginning of this year. The title was inscribed by the famous Shanghai calligrapher Zhou Huijun. The much-talked-about cover - the storytellers figurines are not there yet.
When "Story Club" was at its most powerful, it launched a celebrity column, asking for contributions from Jin Yong, Xi Murong, Bai Xianyong, Feng Jicai, Su Tong, Mo Yan, Chen Zhongshi and others.
Jin Yong quickly wrote a story, but the editorial department felt it was not good enough and rejected it. Jin Yong chose another short story "Ruzhou Monk" that had never been published before, and this time it was successful.
"The Monk of Ruzhou" is a story in the "Thirty-Three Musketeers" of the Qing Dynasty, which Jin Yong changed into vernacular. And his "Yue Nu Sword" is also based on the "Thirty-Three Musketeers".
At this moment, Chen Qi flipped through it casually. The contents were lackluster and they were all handwritten manuscripts.
During the flood of humanity, many banned books were produced, and these banned books were circulated in the form of manuscripts. Now that the ban has been lifted, mainstream magazines disdain such things, and only "Story Club" is willing to publish them.
It is indeed a popular novel.
Then, he found another invitation letter.
"Short stories, no more than fifteen thousand words, short stories of three to four thousand words are more welcome."
"Medium- and long-form stories, no word limit, serialization as appropriate."
"Um……"
He thought about it, and he didn't like to write if it was too long. It should be about 50,000 words, the length of a literary script.
2-7 yuan per 1,000 words, calculated as 7 yuan, 350 yuan!
Chen Qi raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't earn as much as the script, he had many stories in his mind and the payback cycle was fast. It was a long-term meal ticket!
(No more...)
Chapter completed!