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It goes without saying how fast the filming progress of Xiangjiang movies is. People who have a little knowledge of Xiangjiang movies know it well. At its peak, it was also synonymous with shoddy production.

It even took just over a week for some movies to go from project establishment to shooting to release. If they were made out of personal hobbies, it would be okay, but it was a surprise that a movie that was strictly about making money could be made so quickly.

It broke a lot of people's jaws.

It can be said that the former glory of Xiangjiang movies was piled up by countless rough and bad movies. Behind the various classic and old Xiangjiang movies that people see now are more junk movies with a huge base.

And this shortcoming of chasing progress to death still affects the directors of Xiangjiang. Quick! is the first goal they pursue. In this era of infinite improvement in aesthetics, it seems that the loneliness of Xiangjiang movies has become a foregone conclusion.

Although there are many reasons such as the place is too small, the scale is not large, the investment is too small, etc., Lu Ze feels that the people of Xiangjiang have enough imagination, enough stories, and are not too bad in all aspects.

The size of the place and the amount of investment are not the decisive factors. The most important thing is the attitude towards movies.

Just like the gangsters next door, to be honest, their places are not big, and most of their investments are not high, but the films they make against the government are quite influential. At least they have opened the eyes of us people in Greater China, and the world

It is quite disgraceful that there is such a sloppy government in the world.

It’s not that people in the Hong Kong film industry have thought of this, but they dare not change because investors are used to quick returns. In the past, filming was completed in three months. You said you have to film for a year? The investor boss won’t give it.

It would be weird if you throw it into Victoria Harbor to feed the fish.

So fundamentally speaking, the decline of Xiangjiang Movies is the same as the era of popular popular movies in mainland China. It is due to the control of capital, which leads to the wrong path.

That is to say, the mainland's large population base, coupled with the motherland's increasing strength and rapid development, and the continuous improvement of people's living standards and ideological standards, can withstand the pain of the film and television industry going astray and get it back on track, but after all, Xiangjiang

With so few people, they really can't stand it.

The filming of "Bigg Boss" started in December, and it is now the end of May. It has been nearly six months, which is already a long time for the filming of "Bigg Boss".

This is also the filming of Jia Helong's autobiographical movie. Young Master Jia said that it must be done well, otherwise there will definitely be investors coming to urge it. But even if it is carefully polished for several months, Song Qingmin will not be able to withstand the pressure.

So, at 3:40 pm on May 27, the final scene of "Bigg Boss" was ready to be shot.

"Gaming engineer, props! Are the camera ready? Try to go over it, and then call it a day and have dinner! How is your makeup going?"

"Lu Sheng still needs to put on the last bit of makeup, it will be ready soon."

The dramaturg is mobilizing the final debugging actions. The Song family team has been very diligent and quickly handled the equipment, and they are all waiting for a feast after the filming is completed.

When Lu Ze came out of the dressing room, he was twenty years older. He was already a little older than his actual age, and with his fat body and mustache sticking to his mouth, he now looked like he was fifty years old.

about.

"Aze is on stage."

"Okay, I'll be there soon!"

Hearing Song Qingmin's call, Lu Ze handed the water cup to Wang Zixuan, pulled out a piece of paper and gently wiped the water stains on the fake beard, straightened his suit, and walked into the set.

"Scene 57 of "Bigg Boss"! Scene 2! Begin!"

...

The waiter opened the door of the Rolls-Royce. Jia Helong took a sip from his cigar, exhaled a faint white smoke, and then took out a consumption slip and handed it to the waiter.

"Thank you, Mr. Jia."

He didn't look at the waiter, he just nodded calmly, said yes, and then walked slowly into the hotel lobby.

A'er followed behind him, like a dog protecting his owner, but also like a bloodthirsty wolf. He turned to look at the men and women wearing gold and silver in the lobby. In an instant, there was no sound in the lobby, not even the sound of breathing.

Hear it clearly.

No one is not afraid of him, Jia Helong. Even though he is in dire straits and is surrounded by enemies from all sides, he is still the uncrowned king of Xiangjiang.

"Master Jia..."

When passing by a hotel guest, the guest will stand up, bow, and say hello to Jia Helong. No matter which company you are the daughter of, or the son of a high-ranking official, you must do the same even if your parents are present.

A young man in a white suit greeted Jia Helong nervously. Jia Helong stopped and stood beside him, turning his head and looking at him with an expressionless face. Sweat began to pour on the forehead of this greasy-headed, sultry man.

"Ajie, you and Ahao are good friends who grew up together. He passed away yesterday. Why weren't you there? I think... he should really want to see you."

"Master Jia...I..."

What can he say? That your Jia family is going to die, your Jia family is going to fall, my father will not let me associate with Ah Hao anymore? Is he afraid of getting into trouble? Dare to say so, he has no doubts about Ah Er behind Jia Helong

If you can give him a shot, he will collapse.

"I understand, relax. I'm not here specifically to look for you today. It's just that Ah Hao regarded you as his best friend, but he didn't see you coming to see him before he was buried. He is my favorite son.

You broke a father's heart."

"Master Jia, I was wrong! I'm going to go and see..."

"Don't apologize, everything is over, isn't it?"

He stuffed the cigar into the red wine glass that the man put aside, reached out and patted the sultry man on the shoulder. He turned around and left, pressing the elevator button. After the people in the elevator greeted Jia Helong, they quickly moved out of the way and hid in the elevator.

While waiting for the next elevator.

A'er was crazy and extremely mentally disturbed. Apart from Jia Helong, he probably would have dared to kill his own mother. He pressed his face against the sullen man's face and exhaled heavily through his nostrils. He stared at the man for two seconds before turning around and following him.

Jia Helong.

The waiter opened the door of the banquet hall, and there were more than a dozen people sitting inside. They were all veteran heroes who followed Jia Helong to conquer the world. In fact, there were some veterans who were not present today because they were either dead or betrayed.

.

After Jia Helong entered the banquet hall, a group of people stood up and bowed to him. Jia Helong waved his hands casually, sat on the main seat, took a box of cigarettes on the table, pulled out one, and Ah Er lit it for him.

The men next to him poured a cup of tea for Jia Helong, but Jia Helong did not move. He just leaned on the seat, pinched the corner of his eyes with his left hand, and gently tapped the table with his right hand holding a cigarette.

"I have eight sons... No, I have no sons anymore. I only have one daughter. She bleeds my blood, but she hates me... Daya."

"Master Jia, I'm here."

"Bring that man named Liang Changwei to Australia, and you will go with him and take care of him and watch him grow up."

"I...I know Master Jia."

Daya seems a little reluctant. As a loyal minister, he naturally does not want to take care of a young man when the gang is in trouble. Even if he knows in his heart that this boy named Liang Changwei is the last son of Master Jia, he is not willing.

But he also knew that he could only listen to what Master Jia said. This was a chance to live. Although he didn't want to take it, he had to take it if Master Jia gave it to him.

"Are the remaining people... afraid of death?"

"Afraid of a ball? Master Jia, I will do whatever you say!"

"I'm not afraid! The scar on my head can't be bigger than a bowl! Eighteen years later, I'll be a good man again!"

This group of people talked about everything, but no one said they were afraid of death. Jia Helong held his chin, picked up the tea bowl, blew in the hot air, and took a sip with an indifferent expression. He did not take his life seriously.

Life, the life of his family, the life of his opponents, including his own life, are all clouds to him.

"Okay, Ahu, blow up Raul's house tonight. His wife, his son and daughter are all killed. Contact the Vietnamese. I want guns. The more the better. Black Turtle, you go to Omen tomorrow and set fire to it.

By the way, Er, there’s something you need to do.”

"Brother Long, tell me."

"Send the deadbeat downstairs to the street to see Ah Hao, right now."

"good."

Ah Er immediately opened the door and went downstairs. In less than a minute, several gunshots were heard downstairs, accompanied by a woman's scream. Even Jia Helong and the others could hear it on the third floor.

After drinking all the tea, Jia Helong stood up, and Daya put a windbreaker on him. Jia Helong walked down the steps to the lobby, followed by a dozen burly men in their forties walking up.

Ah Er put the gun behind his waist. Jia Helong looked down and saw a sultry man lying at the door of the hall. He was probably about to leave the hotel when Ah Er shot him in the back. The blood began to spread gradually, dyeing his white suit.

Bloody red.

Ah Er kicked the body away, picked up a tablecloth next to him and spread it on the pool of blood. Jia Helong stepped on the tablecloth, walked out of the hotel, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped on it, and left in the car.

"Ka! I announce that "Bigg Boss" is finished! Pack your things! Let's go to dinner!"

Song Qingmin breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice was much louder than the previous two days. Everyone laughed and quickly packed up the equipment.

Lu Ze got off the car and saw Song Qingmin giving him a thumbs up. He walked over and hugged Song Qingmin.

"Director Song, it's a pleasure working with you."

"Me too, happy to work with you."

"..."