Entertainment 1998

Chapter 716 Chapter 715, Can I come in?
Zhang Baizhi

In his previous life, Jiang Feng had seen her photos, especially the photos of her wearing a police uniform, which was absolutely charming!
This is not to praise the smell of her perfume, but to say that her unique scent of Hong Kong beauty is simply the essence of Hong Kong movies in the last century.

Zhang Baizhi's appearance is absolutely recognized. She has delicate features and her eyes and eyebrows reveal a kind of agility and charm. She is the type that can be remembered at first sight.

But having good looks is not enough, she also has a unique flavor, which comes from her courage to love and hate. Of course, some people say that this is straightforward and uninhibited.

Just like now, Jiang Feng came back from the United States with an award, and many people smiled and applauded, saying: Jiang Feng, you are awesome!

But Cecilia Cheung, she will roll her eyes when she should, and ignore you when she should.

Ok…

It was for this reason that Jiang Feng suddenly became interested in her.

Or, try?
As for the beauties in Hong Kong Island, I’ve already met so many mature ones; now I can also meet a young and beautiful one.

However, turning around and looking at Zhang Baizhi, Jiang Feng hesitated. She seemed to be really different from other women. The beauties he had met were older and used to seeing the changing world, which made their needs simple.

I just want kids and money.

As for the rest, Jiang Feng, do whatever you want.

But what about Zhang Baizhi? If you provoke her, she might really dare to go to Wang Fei with a kitchen knife. Jiang Feng and I are in love. I hope you can give him to me.

Just like the love triangle between Xie, Wang and Zhang in the previous life, it was Zhang who took the initiative to run to Xie's house!

He was thinking too much and was a little absent-minded when drinking with Zhao Laonian, so much so that he drank a pound of white wine before Jiang Feng noticed two bottles of Moutai in front of him.

One bottle was drunk by Zhao Laonian, and the other bottle was drunk by Jiang Feng himself.

"Zhao…"

"Ok?"

"We can't drink anymore. You, Teacher Gao, and Teacher Fan have a rehearsal this afternoon. And I also need to go back to my room to rest."

"Let's drink a little more. Let's each drink two and a half ounces."

Seeing that Jiang Feng really liked the pork belly, cabbage and tofu stew, Zhao Laonian took the tofu out of the bowl and put it in the bowl in front of Jiang Feng.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome. This is what I should do."

"Teacher Zhao, I thank you because you helped me pick up the food." Seeing that Zhao Laonian actually opened another bottle of Moutai, Jiang Feng smiled bitterly.

"Jiang Feng, look, I misunderstood.

I thought you were thanking me by asking me to pour you some wine." Zhao Laonian admitted his mistake quickly, but he didn't stop pouring the wine.

"Ha ha…"

When everyone saw this, they immediately burst into laughter.

Especially Teacher Song, who was sitting opposite and struggling with the duck blood in Maoxuewang, was laughing so hard that his shoulders were shaking and he could hardly hold the duck blood.

"Old Zhao, I shouldn't have come here for this meal today. One is you, and the other is Jiang Feng. You are both the men with the best sense of humor I have ever met."

"Thank you, thank you Teacher Song."

Zhao Laonian had a good relationship with Teacher Song. When he saw her praising him and saying thank you, he turned the turntable on the dining table until the dish of Maoxuewang on the turntable was in front of Teacher Song.

"Teacher Song, you are a singer and you can't drink alcohol, so just eat more vegetables."

"But there are peppers in this dish."

Women are like this, most of the time they are unreasonable. It was obvious that Zhao Laonian put the Maoxuewang in front of her because she liked it, but now she blamed Zhao Laonian for not being a good person.

Ok…

Zhao Laonian was stunned.

Coming from a peasant family, he didn't seem to have much experience in dealing with women's little capriciousness.

But Jiang Feng is different.

"Teacher Song..."

"Ok?"

"I studied acting, and there is a professional term in our acting industry called role substitution, which means that if I want to play a beggar, then I have to imagine myself as a beggar and beg on the street.

But if you have trouble imagining it, then you must experience life and beg on the streets yourself.”

"Well, I know this because my sister really likes performing." When Teacher Song said this, he signaled Jiang Feng to continue with his eyes.

Jiang Feng smiled and continued, "Teacher Song, I think it's the same when Teacher Zhao asked you to eat Maoxuewang full of chili peppers, because only after eating chili peppers can you sing with the charm of a spicy girl."

"Clap clap clap..."

The applause came suddenly. As soon as Jiang Feng finished speaking, Teacher Song, who was sitting opposite him, started clapping.

"Jiang Feng, I give you full marks for this explanation."

"Really? Thanks for the compliment!"

"You're welcome." Perhaps because he had a good meal today and was in a particularly good mood, Teacher Song pulled out two napkins from the side, wiped his mouth, and said to Jiang Feng with a smile:

"Jiang Feng, I just told you that my sister really likes acting. Although she is only 13 years old this year, she has been begging me to help find a crew so that she can truly experience what it's like to be an actor.

So, Jiang Feng, can you help me bring her into the crew of "The Emperor of Han Wu"? Well, even if it's just a small role with only a few lines, it's fine."

"no!"

Jiang Feng refused bluntly.

"Why?" Although the words were spoken in a gentle tone, the smile on Teacher Song's face gradually disappeared.

“I’m not a director or a producer, and if I stuff actors into the crew, it would be easy for people to think I’m being a big shot.

What's more, Mr. Song, if your sister goes in under such circumstances, she won't be able to experience being an actor at all."

"Oh, what do you think we should do?"

Just now, Teacher Song's smile was suppressed, but now it quickly bloomed.

"This fall, I plan to shoot a movie in my hometown called "Hidden in the Dust". If Song Xiaomei is interested, please come and act in my crew.

I promise to keep her safe while teaching her what acting is all about.”

"Really? Thank you then."

Teacher Song was very happy. She had no intention of drinking, but at this moment, she took the initiative to pour herself a glass of beer, then raised the glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng hurriedly raised his glass to join in the fun.

Ha ha…

With the addition of Song Xiaomei, the Chinese people are probably one step closer to their goal of building a shrine for Zhang Yimou and Gong Li.

……

There is also rehearsal in the afternoon.

Jiang Feng and Zhao Laonian drank one and a half kilograms each and then walked out of the restaurant.

The rehearsal room of Media Center Hotel is on the 4th floor. It is a rehearsal place reserved for crosstalk, skit performances, and dance teams.

With the withdrawal of Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao, Zhao Laonian has now become the absolute big name in the Spring Festival Gala sketch world, so his rehearsal room is also the largest, at 45 square meters.

Coming out of the restaurant, Jiang Feng dragged his luggage and tried to go upstairs, but Zhao Laonian, Fan Wei, Gao Xiumin, and He Qingkui and his wife insisted that he go to the rehearsal room to take a look.

Well, just to help check and see how this year's skits are.
Jiang Feng couldn't refuse, so he had to follow. Also coming in with him was Zhang Baizhi, who had nothing to do.

"Some people get rich by working, some get rich by cheating, some get rich by lying, some get rich by dreaming, and I get rich by dreaming." Zhao Laonian is indeed the king of Northeast skits. Jiang Feng just came in from the door, and before he sat down on the sofa, he started to perform. "Old woman..."

"Hey!" Gao Xiumin replied.

"Take the sleeping pills. I want to sleep."

"Hey, Lao Meng, why are you still sleeping after just waking up? Are you preparing to hibernate?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? The grand prize will be announced today. It's the last day. It will be too late if you don't sleep now." While speaking, Zhao Laonian took the sleeping pills from Gao Xiumin.

...

The atmosphere in the rehearsal room was a bit weird.

Zhao Laonian, Gao Xiumin and Fan Wei were the three actors acting, and they were acting very hard. Except for the fact that they didn't wear makeup and didn't have corresponding costumes, it was basically the same performance as in the Spring Festival Gala.

He Qingkui, Jiang Feng and Zhang Baizhi were the audience, but no matter how Zhao Laonian acted, these three people just wouldn't laugh.

The audience didn't laugh.

He Qingkui is easy to understand because this sketch was basically written by him. The name of the sketch is "I'm Rich Now". It has been revised countless times since its creation.

It is easy to understand why Cecilia Cheung doesn’t smile.

A Hong Kong girl who grew up in Australia was exposed to only Western culture, and she really had no resonance with the humor from the black land.

But there was no smile on Jiang Feng's face, which made people feel very weird.

Is this skit so bad?

Jiang Feng's sense of humor is really high. Even after Zhao Laonian has acted to this extent, he still doesn't seem to be funny at all.

Fortunately, the skit didn’t last long, about fourteen or fifteen minutes, and Zhao Laonian, Fan Wei and Gao Xiumin finished their performance.

After the performance, they didn't ask what they thought of the work, because the three of them had already observed Jiang Feng's expression during the performance.

The country's most successful commercial director had a calm expression, without a smile or even any body movement.

Well, in the end, He Qingkui couldn't help it. He poured a cup of hot water in the rehearsal room, placed it in front of Jiang Feng, and said with a smile:

"Director, how about you give me some advice?"

"I feel like your book won't pass tomorrow." Jiang Feng said bluntly.

Tomorrow night is the third rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala and also the last rehearsal before the recording. On this day, even Zhao Laonian, who has privileges, has to follow the rules.

Put on makeup, perform, accept opinions from leaders and certain experts, and if you are good enough, you will be promoted, otherwise you will be fired directly.

"What?"

"Because I feel the leaders might say that taking sleeping pills in front of a national television audience on New Year's Eve might teach kids bad habits."

"Pfft..."

As soon as Jiang Feng finished speaking, Zhang Baizhi, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

What's the reason?

This is too funny. Art is art, but it is not real.

But when she saw Zhao Laonian, Gao Xiumin, Fan Wei and He Qingkui nodded at the same time, she opened her mouth in surprise.

Damn, what Jiang Feng said turned out to be true.

"Then, what should we do?" Seeing this situation, Zhang Baizhi asked.

You know, we will have a dress rehearsal in Studio 1 of the National Television Station tomorrow night.

"What else can we do? We can do it overnight!"

The result of his painstaking rehearsal was negated by Jiang Feng's just one sentence. Fan Wei threw himself on the sofa and kept rubbing his forehead with his hands.

“Well, let me think about it and see which script can be used.” As the screenwriter of Zhao Laonian’s Spring Festival Gala performances, He Qingkui naturally would not prepare just one script, but many.

Seeing that they were busy, Jiang Feng decided not to disturb them. He drank two sips of water, then left the rehearsal room with a smile.

Although he knew which skit they would perform in 03, Jiang Feng was still reluctant to say more because there was no need to say anything. What belonged to them would always be theirs.

Jiang Feng's room was on the 8th floor, which was similar to the floor he was assigned to when he participated in the Spring Festival Gala for the first time, except that the room number had changed slightly, from the shady side to the sunny side.

And we changed from the original standard room to a king-size bed room. Although the space has not changed much, the room is still very spacious because it only has a slightly larger bed.

Jiang Feng brought the suitcase from the United States. It contained his own clothes. Jiang Feng opened the suitcase, took out toiletries and towels, then got up and went to the bathroom.

It has been many years and has become a habit.

After drinking, you must take a shower.

It's not bad. Although the facilities of Media Center Hotel are old, they have everything they need. For example, the bathroom in the king-size room even has a bathtub, which is very rare.

There was a note next to the bathtub: "This bathtub has been disinfected, please use it without worry."

Unable to resist the temptation, Jiang Feng cleaned the bathtub again with 84 disinfectant and jumped in to take a good bath.

After taking a bath, there is only one word: comfortable!
I feel comfortable all over.

Jiang Feng took a shower, put on a bathrobe, moved a chair to the balcony, and then watched the sunset while drinking strong coffee...

Haha, it’s so beautiful.

Just as Jiang Feng was enjoying his life, the cell phone next to him vibrated.

[Jiang Feng, congratulations, congratulations on winning the Best Picture Award at the American Film and Television Golden Globe Awards! ]

At first, when Jiang Feng saw the content of the text message, he thought it was sent by a friend or a relative from his hometown.

But when he saw the code [0001] that he had marked on his phone, Jiang Feng sat up straight in an instant.

〔Oh, hello!〕

[I was just about to send you a text message, um, wish you and your elder sister a happy Chinese New Year.]

【Ha ha…】

[There are still several days until the Spring Festival. It seems a little early to say Happy Spring Festival now, but my elder sister and I accept your blessing.]

[Well, Jiang Feng, to make a long story short, I heard that you have a very good relationship with Samsung of South Korea, and your factory in Pengcheng and Dongguan also manufactures mobile phones for Samsung? ]

〔That’s true!〕

[Do you know if South Korea's Samsung has any plans to invest in our country? ]

Jiang Feng knew the boss's purpose instantly.

[I really don’t know about this, but since I’ve been filming in Hengdian for the first half of this year, Lee Jae-yong, a director of Samsung in South Korea, who is my friend, may have a chance to come visit the set.]

【okay, I get it. 】

Leadership is leadership.

The way he speaks is very confusing and makes it impossible to guess what he is really thinking.

And Jiang Feng is not stupid either.

I will never guess if I can't figure it out. Anyway, I will know the answer after a while.

But just as Jiang Feng put down his phone and was about to enjoy the beautiful afternoon alone, there was a knock on the door.

"Dangdangdang..."

"Jiang Feng, are you asleep? If not, can I come in?"

(End of this chapter)