"It's called Wuxia!" "The movie we made should be called a martial arts movie!" Boom! The roar of the train pulled Li Lianlian out of his thoughts. At this moment, he was sitting on the train returning to Beijing, holding a copy of the China Youth Daily from a few days ago with a sonorous headline: "This is the beginning of the martial arts era - exclusive interview with Chen Qi from "Tai Chi"!" The word "Martial" and the word "Xia" are both mediocre when taken individually, but together they have an inexplicable attraction for some reason, as if they exist in the genetic blood of the Chinese people just like growing vegetables, listening to music, and having their belly buttons covered while sleeping. among. The filming of "Shaolin Temple" has been completed, and Zhang Xinyan returned to Hong Kong directly. It started in 1979 and was completed in 1981. It has been in the process of grinding for nearly three years. When it is released, it will be next year. Xiong Xinxin returned to Guangxi, Yu Hai and Sun Jiankui returned to Shandong, Yu Chenghui returned to Ningxia, and the shepherd girl Ding Lan returned to Henan. The crew disappeared overnight, and it seemed that he was the only one left... "Why are you still reading the newspaper? What's there to read?"
Ji Chunhua came over with an enamel jar, sat aside and said, "Martial arts! When Brother Qi says martial arts, that's martial arts. Don't call it a martial arts movie anymore." Li Lianjie couldn't communicate with him, so he put away the newspaper and said, "Sir, you've been out for so long, why don't you go home and take a look?" "There's nothing to see. I just need to send the money back on time." "Then have you thought about what to do in the future?" "Follow Brother Qi. Didn't the newspaper say that we are going to film "Tai Chi 2"?" "People say that the lead actor remains the same, but you died in the first one, how can you make a second one?" When Ji Chunhua heard this, he also muttered, and then waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, Brother Qi asked me to go to the capital to find him, and he certainly won't let me beg for food." "Oh, fools are blessed!" Li Lianjie sighed secretly, and suddenly felt quite envious. It would be great if he was also persuaded to quit by the martial arts team, but unfortunately there is no such thing. If he goes back this time, he will know what kind of trouble he will face. ………… Beijing Film Studio, studio. "Bao Qingtian" shoots the last few scenes today and then moves to the location. "Stop! Let's rest first!" Following Yang Jie's shout, Li Jianqun quickly wiped his eyes and gently rubbed them with his hands to soothe his bloodshot eyeballs. Then he found a chair and sat down, leaned back and closed his eyes to rest. She was in a crying scene just now, and she kept crying and crying. "Do you want eye drops? The crew has them all in the medicine box." Suddenly, a voice came from her side. It was a bit familiar, but also a bit unfamiliar. Her eyes were sore and she couldn't open them, so she said: "Thank you, please help me take it." A bottle of eye drops was put into her palm. She dropped a few drops and closed her eyes for a while before she felt better. The man was waiting beside her and didn't speak. Until she opened her eyes and turned her head... "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you. I thought it was some crew member."
"It's okay, it's okay. Are you feeling better?" "Well, it feels much more comfortable." "It's quite uncomfortable to film a crying scene. Just take your time and master some skills..." Li Jianqun responded politely, wondering in his heart. Chen Qi obviously came to see him, but they were not familiar with each other, so why did he come to see him? Her heart suddenly skipped a beat. Could it be that she was filming a movie with her? "I heard that you are leaving soon. I have something to discuss with you." Chen Qi handed over a copy of the relevant settings of "Tai Chi 2" and said: "I am preparing a new film. You are a professional artist. I would like to ask you to design costumes for my film. What do you think?" "Design clothes?" Li Jianqun blinked her beautiful eyes. She had just finished crying and had just put in eye drops. Her eyes became more peach-shaped. She was first surprised: "I have no experience, why are you looking for me?" "I set up a company, and I have a secondment relationship with people from Beijing Film Studio. Some things are more troublesome. The costumes in "Tai Chi 2" don't have to be too complicated, so I don't want to find Beijing Film Studio. I want to try it with you. If you want, you can start designing when you are shooting the location and bring it to me after shooting. Of course, there is a character in "Tai Chi 2" that is quite suitable for you, as long as you are not too young. " These words moved her heart. What Li Jianqun is most confused about now is that he has nowhere to go after filming "Bao Qingtian". It would be great to be able to go to "Tai Chi 2". But she was not very confident. After all, she had no experience. She hesitated again and again, and finally gritted her teeth: "Since you value me, I agree. I will definitely come up with a design that satisfies you!" "Okay, my requirements are all here. You can see for yourself. As for remuneration, it should be based on studio standards. I will give you the salary of an artist assistant. Come over and sign a contract after the filming today." "Here, a contract?" "I am a company, so of course I have to sign a contract to confirm that we have reached an employment relationship for "Tai Chi 2"." "I don't understand, I made you laugh." Li Jianqun lowered his head, a little embarrassed. She was also a well-known figure in school and had excellent professionalism, but facing this person, she seemed like a bumpkin no matter who she was. ………… "Brother Qi!" "Small plan? When did you come back?" After Chen Qi took care of Li Jianqun, he went back and saw Ji Chunhua squatting downstairs in the guest house. He was darker and stronger than before, still hairless and eyebrowless, carrying a huge luggage bag, as if he had been released from prison after serving his sentence. "I just came back. I came to see you!" "The battle of "Tai Chi" is so big that we have set up a special table for you on the crew of "Shaolin Temple". Li Lianjie said this is called celebrating with you from a distance." Ji Chunhua ran over with great anticipation, grinning, eyes sparkling, like a child who wants to share candy. Chen Qi knew exactly what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, follow me!" "Hey!"
Ji Chunhua followed with a big bag on his back, and went all the way to the small office in the main building. There were four tables and four chairs, and only the finance department was inside. "Mr. Chen!" "Well, you get busy!" Chen Qi asked Ji Chunhua to sit down and got straight to the point: "My company has just been established. Although it is small, it is also a serious unit. There are only three people at present, and you are the fourth. The specific structure has not been studied yet, you are considered an employee of the company's actor department, 48 yuan per month, and the filming subsidy and bonus are calculated separately..." Hearing 48 yuan, the finance department looked up and said nothing. Her job was just to ensure that the foreign exchange earned was turned over to the country in full and to ensure that the company's accounts were correct. She had no other business. "As long as you let me shoot, I don't need money!" "Let's put it this way. Anyway, I won't treat you badly. You can stay in the guesthouse first. The company will pay for the rent." "What do I do on weekdays?" "Free activities, or you can follow me and be a bodyguard." "Okay, I like this job!" Chen Qi looked at Ji Chunhua like a stupid big wolf dog, shook his head and asked: "How is Li Lianjie, is he back to the martial arts team?" "He's back, and he doesn't look very happy." "Did he say anything to you?" "No, but I can tell at a glance that the guy is distracted. He wants to make movies like me... I mean, leave the martial arts team and make movies full-time. Brother Qi, why don't you sign him?" Ji Chunhua asked another question. Chen Qi smiled, too lazy to explain to this hottie, walked to the window, looked at the Beijing Film Studio compound outside: "He is in a special situation, the time is not right yet!" (No more...)