Chapter 646: 1997

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Feng trousers don't say much about the character, but making movies is a rare sincere director in China.
Although there are also temporary rescues such as "Private Order", fried cold rice slices that are still not recognized are generally acceptable. He is talented at the moment, but he is only at a loss at the moment.
Equivalent to the enemy.
So Xu Fei pondered and accepted the script. He was confident that he could suppress this grandson.
...
When he finished his meal and hurried home, he found that the kitchen was smoking.
Quickly ran over, okay. The children who lived in that era would do a little bit of work, but Xiaoxu was just a little bit coquettish, and could not play the drama of the dog blood idol drama that lit the kitchen.
"I'm back, do you still eat?"
"Noodles?"
"Do you think I can do anything else?"
"Come on a bowl."
Hot noodle soup, with a few expensive leafy vegetables floating.
Xiao Xu leaned against the wall, hugged the bowl, habitually put his feet on his lap, and asked, "Feng Xiaogang is looking for you to do, aren't you two coming and going?"
"He plays a lot, he doesn't want to come and go."
Xu Fei figured out the two scripts and said, "Now there is no way to go. I want to enter my meaning."
"Then do you accept it?"
"Others don't bleep. Filming a movie is fine. If you don't accept it, let others pick it up cheaply. Not to mention bringing the two scripts, I can't always collect the scripts and drive them out.
Hey, how about the development of Huayi advertising? "
"Hulu Hulu... It's good, they have a relationship, they are looking for a bank to do CI, and now it's launched."
Huayi’s first project was direct advertising, printing a picture book called "Eating in Beijing", and tearing off a corner can be used as a free coupon.
But the income was meager, so he used his own connections and eloquence to find the leader of Bank of China Fool, and won a big order: designing a unified logo for more than 15,000 outlets of Bank of China.
This has led to the cooperation of other banks.
Banks are now marked in red and black on a white background, with black lines and red lines underneath. Through this project, Huayi quickly set up and became a well-known advertising company.
"Are there any contacts with them?"
"The contact of the advertising department, I haven't seen it."
Xiaoxu put his head down in the big sea bowl. "I'm busy. You care about what it does. Huayi wants to enter the film and television circle?"
"There is anecdotal news that he intends to invest in "Jing Ke Ting Qin King."
"That's not dead?"
"How do you know you are dead?"
"I'm annoying Chen Dadao, pretend!"
"what!"
Xu Feiyile, reached out and hugged: "How cute are you... um um..."
They are all 31 years old, well-maintained, exercise regularly, and maintain a very good state. Xiao Xu's body was matured by him, and his overall temperament was relatively young.
Especially a pair of eyes, bulingbuling smart, young and still pure.
He kissed a scent of green onion, hugged his soft waist, rubbed his smooth face, and she suddenly twisted:
"Don't touch my nose!"
"Damn."
"Do not touch me!"
"Huh!"
Xu Fei squeezed that face, "If you look crooked, you won't mind."
"Bah! Dare to tell you cool words here... Let me go!"
Xiao Xu's nose bridge is tall, but thin, and a little crooked to the right. Having lived for so many years, I have always been taboo about this and I am not happy about it.
She struggled, pouting in his arms, "Ugly is dead, I have been ugly."
"You want to do this, then let's correct it, I heard that Japanese technology is quite good."
"Bah, I won't move the knife on myself."
"Actually, it's normal for people to have minor problems. Who is perfect except me? Look at Xiao Li, her nostrils are a bit big."
"Poof!"
...
"Squeak!"
Early in the morning, Zhang Li entered the house wrapped in cold wind. Xiao Mo handed over the heavy suitcase and said goodbye at the door: "Mr. Zhang, I will go first."
"Be careful on the road."
There was no movement in the room, she changed her slippers lightly and pushed open the bedroom door, and the two slept soundly. She shook her head, changed her home clothes, rinsed, and Fang Jue felt a little lighter.
When he reached the bedroom, he didn't wake up, so he leaned on the bed and pinched someone's nose.
"Um... um..."
Xu Fei suddenly awakened and looked at the confused: "Return?"
He glanced outside again, "It's not yet dawn."
"Yeah, I will go home at night, not as warm as your hibiscus."
"Well……"
Xiao Xu also woke up, recognizing a few points, and stretched out his hands. Zhang Li leaned over and hugged, saying, "If you sleep again, it's not yet dawn."
"Ok."
She rolled over and fell asleep.
This home can't stay!
Teacher Xu looked at the time and uncovered the quilt and got up with temper.
"You work?"
"what!"
"Come back at night?"
"what!"
Zhang Li pursed her mouth and said, "You really left so early?"
"Feng Sheng has the highlight, I have to stare, have you eaten?"
"A bite on the road... don't wear this, it's snowing outside."
She pulled out a pair of thicker cotton leather shoes from the shoe cabinet, waited for him to put on, and laughed: "Go to Zhuangzi at night, the snow must be beautiful, I bring back a few bottles of good wine."
"Okay, I will go straight to work."
The two kissed goodbye, Zhang Li took him out, took a shower and ran to bed.
Xiaoxu's biological clock was made groggy by heavy snow. Anyway, he felt a familiar body leaning over, so he posted it and vaguely said, "Are you tired?"
"A bit, there are too many things."
"That's a good rest..."
Xiao Xu opened his eyes reluctantly, his eyes seemed to turn around her nostrils, burying her head in laughter, and after a while there was no movement.
Zhang Li somehow.
...
Today is the last day of 1996.
The heavy snow covered the capital, adding an atmosphere of resignation and welcome. "Sound of Wind" returned from Xiangshan, and continued to shoot in the shed. Today, he filmed the scene of Wu Group's torture.
From morning to night, Jiang Wen experienced Gong Li's experience.
The acupuncture point in the film is fictitious.
Jiang Wen specifically asked several old Chinese medicine doctors, who said that after acupuncture at the acupuncture points, they will feel sore, numb, swollen, and heavy, which is difficult to describe. The pain is not obvious. Some patients even feel very comfortable.
He asked again, what if the blood flow is not plunged? The other party is very happy, then what should I do if I die?
This brings difficulty to the performance, how to react?
With Gong Li and Liang Jiahui and Zhu Yu in front, no one was embarrassed to embarrass him. Lao Jiang had not slept directly for two days, and was physically exhausted.
Trance, bloodshot eyes, and then tried all the imaginable reactions. Fainted, howling, losing voice, scolding, laughing, etc., and finally left a version.
"Wind Sound" has been filmed for two months, and is expected to kill in late January.
This is a National Day gift film, not a Hong Kong return gift film. It does not need to be released before July 1, and post-production is relatively loose.
After the filming, Xu Supervisor invited everyone to have a meal and celebrate the New Year. He rushed to the village village before 12 o'clock, accompanied his girlfriends for the New Year, and also put a lot of fireworks.
It is not clear to others, anyway, he ushered in 1997 in a busy time.
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