Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

"It's not a martial arts film."

Kou Zhanwen commented on "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" in this way.

It's more than just not a martial arts film; the opening scene with its modern black font and green bamboo forest clearly indicates that this is a modern story.

Therefore, Yang Che disliked this movie, not because of any ideological issue, but because of an aesthetic one.

This film lacks any sense of style or blank space from the very beginning. For someone who has been steeped in traditional aesthetics for decades, it is hard to accept, like someone who doesn't eat dog meat being presented with a bowl of dog meat that tastes alright.

Some people like it because their thinking is more Western, and there's nothing right or wrong about that.

After chatting for a while, Kou Zhanwen took over the role of director.

The action choreographer is essentially the action director. If you don't listen to others, who should you listen to?

Yang Che clapped his hands in front of his group of friends: "Old Kou is the action choreographer of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. He took leave from his film crew to come here. I had a hard time getting him here. Time is tight, so everyone must cooperate actively."

Kou Zhanwen was embarrassed: "It's not that tight, it's not that tight."

As they were talking, the female lead, with her hair in a high ponytail, came out wearing a tight leather outfit.

Yang Che's first thought was, what if she farted right now...?

My second thought was, "Hmm... the female lead, before she became a 'Lu Province beauty,' has a really nice figure, with a butterfly-shaped butt."

Although she might appear a bit wider on camera—well, not really—she manages to show off her sexiness in this film.

So Yang Che discussed with the directors and Zhao Xiaoding how to make the buttocks look better when they were suspended by wires and when they took off their masks to appear.

The female protagonist maintained a calm expression and even smiled, but in her heart she was cursing: "I know you like butts, and spanking you behind my back isn't enough... you pervert!"

Yang Che seemed to know what she was thinking and said very seriously, "If you want to broaden your acting range, you need to show your various strengths, it's not about taking your clothes off. Speaking of which, you are absolutely not allowed to take your clothes off in the future, don't let a bunch of bad people fool you like an idiot."

Hmm... Hao Lei is such an idiot. A promising young actress was fooled by someone surnamed Lou, and then her career was ruined.

Not ruined? Let's see what resources she has left in the future.

It seems that Shu Qi is the only one in China who can take her clothes off and put them back on.

She was still a little annoyed by the hickey on his neck, but when she heard this, she felt a sweet sensation. She liked how he bossed her around like that.

"Hmph, no way, I won't listen to you."

............

Time flew by, and it was the morning of September 29th.

Clearly, the production team did not wrap up filming on September 27 as expected, and it has been delayed until today.

So much so that she spent Mid-Autumn Festival and her birthday with her friends.

That's life; it's impossible for everything to go as planned.

At this moment, everyone in the film crew at a Western restaurant in Huairou was a little tense, just like when filming first started at Muxidi subway station. However, they were all quietly watching Yang Che.

Yang Che stood in front of the piano, discussing with Xiao Ke how to simplify and vary the D major canon.

"No, it needs to be simplified further, with more white space, and the pace slowed down by half a step."

Xiao Ke, who had studied classical piano since childhood, couldn't hold back any longer and opened his mouth: "Dude, is this still in canon form?"

"Let it be whatever it wants, hurry up, everyone's waiting for you."

Helpless, Xiao Ke had no choice but to simplify the D major key again as requested by his boss.

Yang Che finally felt comfortable, that's right.

"Okay, this is it. What kind of expression is that, Xiao Ke? Believe it or not, after this movie is released, Canon will specifically refer to D major in the public's mind."

Canon refers to a musical form, not a piece of music. Just as "rice" refers to cooked grains, not specifically rice.

Xiao Ke adjusted his glasses and sneered, "If that's really the case, I'll do the soundtrack for your next movie for free."

Yang Che laughed heartily: "Was this part recorded?"

Cao Yu, carrying a tape camera, gave an OK sign.

Yang Che waved his hand: "Old Cheng, I'm all set on my end."

Cheng Er nodded and began various coordinations, preparing to film the final scene.

Yin Junjie from the peripheral "Entertainment Live" said with a smile, "I'll be your witness."

At the dinner table, actress Deng Jie, who was making a cameo appearance as the aunt, said to the woman next to her, "He also understands music?"

She was particularly proud: "Yes, he wrote the theme song and incidental music for the movie, and Wang Fei and Sun Nan sang them."

Like everyone else who had just heard the news, Deng Jie's eyes widened: "How much will that cost?"

She became even more smug: "It's well-written, so Wang Fei didn't ask for money, hehe."

Deng Jie suddenly realized, and then teased in a low voice, "This little girl is quick on her feet."

"hey-hey."

She started laughing, but then stopped.

It wasn't that she had thought of someone even quicker to act than her; it was just that Wu Shixian had called out, "All departments, prepare!" After all, her vanity had reached its peak, and she had no mind to think about anything else.

"Scene 117, First Shot, First Time, *snap*"

Mid-scope

The glass door of the Western restaurant opens, revealing a plain-looking woman in a beige business suit.

Upon seeing Deng Jie waiting at the dining table, he immediately grinned, quickened his pace, and his high heels clattered on the ground.

"Cut! Who told you to look at the camera? Where's the group leader? Replace that extra."

Cheng Er's face turned ashen.

Wu Shixian's expression was also quite unpleasant, and well, Zhao Xiaoding and Song Xiaofei weren't relaxed either. The most experienced recording engineer, Wang Danrong, had a smile on her face, and oh, there was also Deng Jie, who looked completely calm.

"I'm sorry, director, I'm sorry, I'll be right there."

A bald, 35-year-old man wiped the sweat from his brow and bowed in apology.

He was both scared and puzzled, feeling like everyone was going to eat him up.

Director Cheng is not usually cheerful, but he rarely gets angry, let alone replaces extras.

Yang Che clapped his hands with a smile: "Easy, easy, you scared our leading lady."

The female lead pouted at Yang Che.

The couple's behavior made many people feel like they were being force-fed a dose of PDA, but it also made the atmosphere inexplicably more relaxed.

Filming continues.

Xingxing and her aunt held hands.

"You've become even more beautiful since I last saw you."

"You too, you look younger than ever! How have you been lately?"

"..."

Deng Jie is really short.

The second scene shows them sitting down and exchanging pleasantries. By revealing the relationship between the two, it is shown that Xingxing's deceased ex-boyfriend is this woman's son.

"I understand, you're feeling much better now, aren't you?"

"Yeah, much better, I'm out of there."

"Really? My son will be unhappy."

"No way, he would definitely want me to be like that too."

My aunt smiled, and as she smiled, tears welled up in her eyes—tears of relief and joy.

Yang Che couldn't help but sigh, "Wow, that's amazing. Those tears just came out of nowhere."