"director!"

Just as Chen Guanchi was about to put down the slate, Zhang Jiahui poked his head out of the car.

"Director, I have something to say."

"explain!"

Sun Hao signaled for Chen Guanchi to pause for a moment.

"I'm really not sure what the expression is, how about you give me a demonstration first?" It took a lot of courage for Zhang Jiahui to say this.

In the crew, from Andy Lau, Leslie Cheung, Tony Leung Ka Fai, to guest stars Chen Guanchi, Xie Tingfeng, Li Jiaxin, Zeng Li, there is really no actor who needs the director to come out and give a demonstration in person.

And I am a special case!

When "The Departed" first started filming, the director gave a demonstration; but today, for his last scene, he still needs to give a demonstration, which is a bit embarrassing.

You must know that you are the most promising person of the famous commercial director Wang Jing. Fatty Wang’s original words last year, in Hong Kong Island, if you ask who is Zhou Xingchi’s successor?

I think Zhang Jiahui is it!

But which of Stephen Chow's successors actually needs step-by-step acting lessons from the director himself?

But there is no way, Sun Hao's request this time is a bit too much, and the moment before Shaqiang's death, he wanted to drag and be mean...

As if he knew what Zhang Jiahui was thinking, Sun Hao came over, patted him, and said with a smile: "Brother Hui, it's okay. In fact, sometimes I am also a person with high ambitions and low abilities. I may not be able to do what I think of in my head. .

Anyway..., let me try it first!"

"Director, you are being humble." Zhang Jiahui had a good emotional intelligence. After being polite, he opened the car door and gave up the driver's seat.

He took the blood bag from prop master Feng Qixiao, tied it around his waist, and then jumped up. Finding that there was no problem, Sun Hao got into the car, adjusted the seat, and then looked at the camera through the camera fixed at the front of the car. Executive Assistant Director Li Or, who was sitting behind the director's monitor, made an OK gesture.

Li Huo understood, immediately picked up the walkie-talkie from the ground, and said:

"All departments are ready to start shooting!"

"A!"

Sun Hao was like a thick ball of cotton. He was pulled back by Leslie Cheung's arm, and he leaned back softly. Just like the energy just now, it was completely consumed in an instant. Even his breathing was slowly dissipating, and he said:

"Whoever didn't show up today is an undercover agent. I didn't tell Brother Chen that you were going for a massage. If Brother Chen knew that you were going for a massage, you would definitely be in trouble."

Sun Hao's entire weight was supported by Leslie Cheung's arms. As soon as he relaxed, his body fell forward involuntarily. Leslie Cheung quickly helped him up again and called out again:

"Aqiang!"

Sun Hao's head was tilted on the back of the chair, his eyes were bright, and he smiled coquettishly: "Brother Ren, is the massage girl pretty today? You know, if the massage girl is not pretty, then it's boring!"

At this time, the blood flowing out of his wound was already covered in the lake. Leslie Cheung pressed tightly, his fingers were red, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

And then, those eyes changed from panic to grief.

………

The black suit and white shirt were unbuttoned and wrapped loosely around his body. His gray hair, gray beard, and wrinkled face made him look a little tired to outsiders.

But even in this tired look, those eyes give people a fierce image. An idiom in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms to describe Sima Yi is quite suitable for the person in front of him - the wolf looks at the eagle and the eagle looks at him!

Chen Guanchi, who was originally standing behind the director's monitor, preparing to learn acting skills from Sun Hao, saw this man and immediately hid aside.

Who is this foreigner?

Why do you have such a fierce look on your face?!

But at this moment, Sun Hao, who was sitting in the car, had already finished his performance, and there was warm applause at the filming site.

"Pa bang bang..."

"Ouch..."

"Director, awesome!"

"Brother, you did a good job picking up the scenes. Even if you didn't communicate with the director in advance about how to act, you didn't fall behind at all when putting together the scene."

"SUN, Very good!"

…

Amidst the enthusiastic flattery, a loud compliment in English seemed unique.

Everyone at the shooting scene turned around to watch. Who is this foreign grandson?

Sun Hao got off the car and saw the tall and strong Harvey Weinstein at a glance. Regardless of the fact that the "blood" on his body had not dried yet, he walked over and gave him a big bear hug.

"Welcome, Mr. Harvey."

"Haha... Sun, my God of Wealth, I didn't expect that the first time the two of us would meet would be on the streets of Hong Kong Island."

Although the two have never met before, they have communicated on the phone many times, and they are quite familiar with each other's voices.

"Mr. Harvey, how's it going? I acted pretty well just now, didn't I?"

"Very good, Sun, you listen to me. If you continue acting like this, I can guarantee that you will get the Oscar winner that you Chinese people dream of when you are about 30 years old."

"Haha, let's talk about it later!"

Sun Hao was not willing to dwell on this topic.

"Why don't you say it again?" Harvey Weinstein said seriously:

"One of my key tasks when I go to the capital this time is to fight against your injustice. Why is it that someone with such good acting skills has to be blocked by the strict bureaucracy for five years?

Don’t they know you are a talent?”

"Don't..., please don't!"

Sun Hao was a little scared by him.

This is not the period when the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China, and China’s film authorities are not the former Qing Dynasty’s Queen Mother Lafayette. If I use you, a foreigner, to put pressure on them, do you still want to work in China in the future?!

"Sun, are you sure you don't want me?" Seeing Sun Hao's refusal so simply, Harvey Weinstein's eyes showed a lot of disappointment.

"Sure and sure!

Mr. Harvey, this is not a threat to you. If you really interfere in the affairs between me and the relevant departments, then I can guarantee that "The Martian" will be the last scene of our cooperation."

"Haha, don't!"

Now, it's Harvey Weinstein's turn to be anxious.

"Sun, we have cooperated so happily, why don't we continue to cooperate forever?"

"Of course we can continue to cooperate, but only if you don't interfere in this matter." Sun Hao looked serious.

"Sun, I can put my right hand on the Bible and swear that I will never say another word about this matter without your permission." As a very devout Catholic, Harvey Weinstein said this.

The passionate greeting between the two lasted very briefly, only five minutes from start to finish. Five minutes later, Zhang Jiahui, who had already digested Sun Hao's performance, raised his right hand high towards Sun Hao.

"Director, you can start."

"OK, you go ahead." As a senior filmmaker, Harvey Weinstein naturally would not delay Sun Hao's normal work. Seeing that the crew was ready, he immediately took a step back and made way for Sun Hao.

Sun Hao nodded in thanks, sat behind the director's monitor, and put on the radio headphones.

"A!"

There were more and more beads of sweat on Zhang Jiahui's face, but he became more and more excited. He slammed the steering wheel and said, "What happened? Of course I can't find it! Wow, that policeman is really tough!"

Speaking of this, he grinned with admiration on his face and said with a smile: "I caught him and beat him for ten minutes. For ten minutes, I didn't say a word..."

As soon as he said this, Zhang Jiahui's upper body seemed to be broken suddenly, and he fell straight forward, and his head hit the steering wheel with a bang.
Chapter completed!