Standing on the top of the slope and looking down, the ancient town extends along both sides of the downhill stone steps to a green river below. There is a small stone bridge crossing the creek beside the river, and the houses are along the riverside.

Another stone road extends.

"So beautiful!" Everyone was praising.

Only Zhang Xinyi said: "Oh no, I didn't ask where Ye Xin's family is."

Jiang Shuyi also remembered this incident: "Really, Xinxin never said anything, only that he would find her in town. Zhou Zhi, did she tell you?"

"No."

Feng Xueshan glared at Zhou Zhi: "Let's see you do something!"

Zhou Zhi didn't take it seriously: "Their family is a big family, and the town is only so big. You can find out just by asking."

"No need to ask, right?" Yan Xiao suddenly became playful again: "How about we just stand here and call her together?"

"This is fun!" Zhou Zhi responded immediately: "Come on, come on, everyone, one, two, three!"

"Ye——Xin——"

Next to the big willow tree next to the stone bridge, a girl ran out of the newly built, golden-yellow wooden building, jumping up the slope and waving.

Immediately afterwards, an old man wearing a short-sleeved vest emerged from nowhere, holding a loudspeaker in his hand, and shouted in Mandarin: "People above, please be quiet, we are working, please keep your voice down, thank you."

"

Uh, oops. Everyone's first reaction was that this must be the crew, which left a bad impression.

The old man disappeared again, and the people on the slope looked at each other and did not dare to take a step, as if they would be beaten if they went down past the place where the old man had just appeared.

"It doesn't matter, let's go. Anyway, we have to go through every scene of the movie many times." Zhou Zhi took the lead and walked towards Ye Xin who was already running up the slope.

"Ah, you are finally here!" As soon as Ye Xin arrived, she hugged Jiang Shuyi and Zhang Xinyi and jumped happily.

Zhou Zhi also opened his arms, seeming to be expecting Ye Xin to fall into his arms.

"Damn elbow!" Ye Xin knocked Zhou Zhi's arm off: "Introduce him to me quickly."

"Let's introduce them as we walk. Besides, you basically know everyone except Xueshan. Just think of her as my mother."

"I noticed you started to peel off your elbows when you got off the car?" Feng Xueshan looked sideways at Zhou Zhi and sneered: "If you do this, then I have to ask someone to serve tea..."

"No, no, no! Surrender!" Zhou Zhi quickly raised his hand: "This is my junior high school classmate and good friend, Miss Feng Xueshan. This is my high school classmate, Green Willow Villa and Guxi Hotel, the largest private enterprise in Fubao Town.

, the daughter of the chairman of Linjiang Tea House, Miss Ye Xin."

"Break one into three, and they are all freshly made!" Ye Xin gave Zhou Zhi another look, and stretched out his hand to Feng Xueshan: "Hello, Xueshan, you are so white."

Feng Xueshan reached out to hold Ye Xin's extended hand and took her arm: "You are also very good-looking. I heard that there is a big star living in your house?"

"Yes, Sister Xu Qing is so beautiful! Even if they arrive very late every day, they may not be able to see her."

Both of them had a cheerful and quick-witted temperament, so they talked about one thing and walked hand in hand towards the bottom of the stone staircase, with the others following behind.

Jiang Shuyi followed Zhou Zhi closely, walking at the end of the team, as if she was not quite used to such a crowded situation.

Zhang Xinyi also accompanied her. In fact, except for Zhou Zhi, Jiang Shuyi, and now Ye Xin, she was not particularly familiar with the rest of them.

Walking past the place where the old man disappeared just now, Zhou Zhi discovered that there was no filming inside, but a script.

The strange thing was that the people holding the script inside had depressed expressions. The future female star raised her head and said to the white-haired old man in short-sleeves and vest who had his back to Zhou Zhi and the others: "Director, this script is too difficult to read."

Zhou Zhi whispered to Jiang Shuyi and the others: "You should go first. My godfather told me something. I guess this is it. Let's solve it for them first."

The research novel is a lie to Mrs. Zhao and Aunt Du. This novel profoundly exposes the darkness of society and the distortion of human nature, and is not suitable for young girls at all.

Jiang Shuyi was about to be obedient, but Zhang Xinyi held her back and refused to let her go. There was excitement and curiosity in her eyes.

I heard the old man say: "Xiao Xu, for this drama to be authentic, it must be in Sichuan dialect. The original work of "Dead Water Waves" was written based on the dialect."

"I brought you into this environment in advance so that you can experience the environment when the story takes place. I also deliberately asked the screenwriter to retain the characteristics of the original work."

"Although we still filmed in Mandarin in the end, you have to incorporate the environment here to create the special flavor in the original work."

"Sichuan food! Aren't you all enjoying Sichuan food these days? You just want this special taste!"

"If Boss Ye serves everyone braised sea cucumbers with green onions, dumplings, and pancakes rolled with green onions, is that still the taste of this small town? That would be called out of place!"

"You have to let the audience understand that this is a story that takes place in an extremely old-fashioned, closed, feudal, ignorant, repressed, and distorted world, but is about to be impacted by external forces and be overwhelmed by another new style, mania, another kind of ignorance, and another kind of oppression.

and distortion...I said, where are you looking? Do you listen to me..."

When he turned around, the old man saw Zhou Zhi standing at the door: "Come on, young man, there's nothing interesting to see. Remember not to yell like you just did. We are having a show here..."

"Director Ling Zhifeng, right? Hello, I am the expert sent by Comrade Wu Lingjun from the county to assist you."

"Huh? Expert?" The old man was the director Ling Zhifeng, and he was stunned: "Are you a local? Why do you speak with a Tianjin accent? And how old are you? This old Wu..."

Zhou Zhi took out his membership card of the Producers Association: "This is my certificate. My godfather said that you need someone who can understand the work, be proficient in dialect, and can help the actors deeply understand the story environment, so he found me."

Ling Zhifeng took the certificate and opened it to take a look: "Is he really a writer? Are you from Sichuan?"

"Unlike you, the director, you are from Sichuan, but your parents have already left Jiachuan."

Zhou Zhi smiled and said: "I am a native of Jiachuan. My name is Zhou Zhi. I am a freshman in Jiachuan County Middle School... ah no, I am about to be a sophomore in high school."

"Member of the Provincial Writers Association for sophomores in high school?" Ling Zhifeng was a little unconvinced: "What works have you published? What journals have you published?"

"Due to my heavy academic load, I only had one semester of writing time. I have two essays and one short story. They were published in two issues of "Bashu Magazine" and one issue of "People's Literature"."

"So awesome?!" Someone had already spoken in the room. It was a man in his late thirties. This man later became a big star and a professional in hardcore roles. His name was You Yong: "I am also watching "People's Literature",

Please tell me the name of your work and let me see if I have any impression."

""Travel Notes to Wangcong Temple"."

"Did you write "Travel Notes of Wangcong Temple"? I thought people must be at least sixty years old or above to have that accumulation!" You Yong was shocked: "Did you really write it? You are too young! They all say Bashu

It’s an eye-opener today because of the weird talent!”

After speaking, he added: "Director! If he is the author of "Travel Notes of Wangcong Temple", then Director Wu has found the right person for us!"

Ling Zhifeng exchanged the membership card to Zhou Zhi: "Who are the two people at the back?"

"Oh, that's my classmate. I think the problems you encountered are not that difficult and can be solved in one day, so...we are actually here for a trip."

"Ah, aren't you here specifically to help us solve our problems?"

Ling Zhifeng was speechless at Zhou Zhi's understatement. Is this little guy reliable? "Then... let's try it first. Come in, come in."

"What about my two classmates?"

"Come in, come in, come in, Xiao Xu, give the classmates the bench."

Xu Qing is still a fledgling actor. There are no stars in this era, only actors. He is just twenty-two years old this year and has only made one movie, but he started at a very high level.

Xu Qing brought a stool over and said with a smile: "Little writer, please sit down. I really can't tell."

"I just saw you guys comparing the script. I heard Director Ling wanted Sister Qing and Uncle Yong to deeply understand the artistic conception of the story, right?"

Zhou Zhi sat in the middle of the bench, Zhang Xinyi and Jiang Shuyi carefully sat on both sides of him, and the three of them crowded on the bench.

"Do you still know that we are playing against a script?" Ling Zhifeng also didn't think about serving tea to the three of them: "We call them Brother Yong. They are of the same generation in the play, and...with that kind of relationship, calling them Brother

Sister is more suitable."

You Yong just called Zhou Zhi an uncle and said depressedly: "Yes, my name is Brother Yong. This is what we call entering the play in advance and getting familiar with the characters. The two female classmates are very temperamental. Do you have any ideas about taking the film school in the future?"

Zhang Xinyi and Jiang Shuyi had never experienced such a direct conversation before, and they both felt embarrassed and embarrassed.

But You Yong actually didn't mean to tease the little girl. He really felt that the two of them had a good foundation.

Zhou Zhi coughed slightly: "Uh, Brother Yong, after you finish what you said just now, just tilt your mouth a few times and you'll be good to go."

You Yong laughed loudly: "You have read the original work! How old were you when you read that book?! Your parents agreed?!"

The character of You Yong is Luo Waizui, the first male protagonist in the book. He has a nickname called Luo Waizui. Luo Waizui actually does not have a crooked mouth, but he has this habit after teasing girls, so he got the nickname.

"They don't care about me." Zhou Zhi smiled, thinking that even if Xiaoxiao made my father let me read it, "Dead Water Waves" would be nothing like that.

Xu Qing is young, and the little writer who is much younger than her is also very interested, and she also has the mentality of comparing: "Zhou...Xiao Zhi, look at this paragraph, how do you understand this 'meaning'?"

Zhou Zhi looked at the paragraph that Xu Qing was pointing at and found that this notebook was different from ordinary ones. Although it was already in the form of a script, it was all passages cut out from the original version.

It should be said that the production of this film was quite serious at the time, and it should be accurately positioned as an ethical film. Because of this, the film was banned in the mainland after it was made, and was released in Hong Kong.

Even so, the film was quite influential, and it defended and consolidated Ling Zhifeng's reputation as China's top director at the time.

This was also the last film he directed. Three years later, in commemoration of the 100th anniversary of the birth of world cinema and the 90th anniversary of Chinese cinema, he won the Best Director Award at the China Film Century Awards.

This year, he is seventy-four years old.
Chapter completed!