The Best Director

Wang Yang got up early in the morning. He didn't have the habit of staying in bed, because he had to practice boxing for more than half an hour every morning. Ever since he was a child, boxing practice has long been a part of his life, and if he doesn't practice, he will feel uncomfortable all day long. Perhaps because of practicing boxing every day, Wang Yang is tall and tall. He is not a muscular man like a quarterback, but he is definitely good-looking with well-proportioned muscles.

However, Wang Yang's father has his own opinion on why Wang Yang is so tall and big. He insists that it is because the restaurant's nutritious meals are good, and of course, his genes are good.

Wang Yang practiced Bajiquan, a very fierce boxing style. He learned it from an old man surnamed Wu in Chinatown. It is said that the old man used to be an officer of the Beiyang Army. Later, he went to the United States to seek gold. When I arrived in San Francisco, the gold in San Francisco had been panned long ago. Naturally, old man Wu couldn't pan for gold, so he found a job in Chinatown, working for Grandpa Wang Yang, and working as a second chef in a restaurant.

Old man Wu always said that Wang Yang was lazy, didn't practice well, and didn't even inherit 30% of his skills; but on the other hand, he also said that Wang Yang was very brave and ruthless, so he couldn't pass on some ruthless moves to him, lest he would lose his strength. Wang Yang made a big mistake.

"I'm satisfied with being able to strengthen my body and protect myself." Wang Yang practiced every move, and he thought "evilly": "Old guy, you just look at your tricks Lose it!"

After practicing for half an hour and sweating all over, Wang Yang exhaled a long breath and couldn't help feeling comfortable all over his body. He changed into clean clothes and checked the time, it was 7:30. On the phone last night, Jessica said she would be there around nine o'clock,

So Wang Yang took the time to go out to a nearby decoration store to buy some putty powder, brushes and so on. He also rented a ladder. Today's task is to whitewash those dilapidated walls!

When renting a house, an elderly landlord said that Wang Yang can paint whatever he wants, provided that Nippon Paint is not used. The old white man was a Marine in World War II, and his brother died in Iwo Jima.

But Wang Yang doesn't plan to paint the walls, it's unnecessary, expensive, and a waste of time, he just needs to paint it with some putty to make the walls look like a new house.

Even so, it cost him nearly five hundred dollars to buy putty powder, brushes, and rent a ladder, which means that the production cost of "Spiritual-Ghost Records" has risen from zero to three digits...

After working hard to bring the goods home, Jessica still hadn't arrived, so Wang Yang wandered around the house, thinking about the script, the layout of the scene and the arrangement of the shots.

The whole filming of "Spirit-Ghost Records" in the later generations was done in the home of the producer Oren Paley, but it was a large independent house in the suburbs, not the "Apartment" where Wang Yang lives now. . Therefore, it is not feasible to transfer the content and lens of the movie invariably. Of course, Wang Yang never thought of doing that in the first place.

In fact, whether it is "The Blair Witch" or "Spiritual Ghost Records", most of the reasons for their success come from their own creativity, successful publicity, and some luck. As for the film itself, the pseudo-documentary is well shot, but the content cannot be said to be classic, and it definitely has nothing to do with the fact that the story and scenes cannot be modified.

In fact, with Wang Yang's love for movies since he was a child, years of thinking and accumulation; Read it; well, maybe a little talent of its own.

Anyway, in his opinion, "Spirituality-Ghost Records" needs major surgery. Not only is the original version not suitable for his current situation, but the film itself has many flaws, such as the slow pace of entry, long-term dullness and so on. Maybe it's Wang Yang's own taste, anyway, he thinks he can do better!

“It’s a good location for the camera,

If the whole hall is dark, the sense of the camera should be very good..." Wang Yang rubbed his chin, walked around the hall, and then selected a position. He squatted down and adjusted the angle of his eyes to match a movie. Like a DV machine, looking at the empty hall, the scene in his mind is slowly forming, muttering: "It's good to put a TV directly opposite the camera, let the TV screen reflect a figure..."

While Wang Yang was designing these scary shots, his cell phone rang suddenly, which startled him when he was engrossed in thinking about it! He rolled his eyes and muttered again: "So I hate horror movies." He took out his phone and saw that it belonged to Jessica Alba. He answered with a smile, "Jessica? Good morning."

"Good morning!" Jessica's voice came from the phone, and she said, "I've come to your apartment building."

"Then you wait, I'll come down to pick you up now." Wang Yang put away the line, pulled a windbreaker from the rotten sofa to put it on, and walked downstairs quickly.

When I came outside the apartment, I saw Jessica smiling and waving in the distance, probably because she knew that today's help was to paint the wall, so she wore a set of denim clothes and jeans that looked well washed. Wang Yang was taken aback for a moment, because Jessica was accompanied by a man, a tall and strong young man, also wearing denim clothes, handsome, and looking at this side with unfriendly eyes.

"Hi, Jan, good morning!" Jessica greeted and walked over, and introduced to the man, "This is Joshua, my..."

"Boyfriend! Hello, I'm Jessica's boyfriend." The handsome guy named Joshua smiled first. He seemed to hug Wang Yang enthusiastically and hugged Wang Yang hard, while laughing: "Jessie Ka told me, you were her good friend who used to study in San Francisco, right?"

He seemed to want to show Wang Yang a good look, and he kept hooping hard. Jessica rolled her eyes and spread her hands helplessly to Wang Yang to express her apology.

"Hello." Although Wang Yang was very disappointed, he didn't show it at all. He stretched his arms forcefully, forced Joshua away from his body, and said with a smile, "You are really enthusiastic!"

"Oh, dude (dude), you have a lot of strength!" Joshua swung his arms with a look of discomfort, he stared at Wang Yang's face, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Please, don't you have a little bit of dissatisfaction?" Are you happy?" Wang Yang wondered: "What do you mean?" Joshua frowned and said, "I'm Jessica's boyfriend! You should be full of frustration, loss, and disappointment!" Wang Yang said calmly He smiled and said, "Dude, you are too suspicious."

At this time, Jessica, who had been silent all this time, shook her head and smiled and said, "Okay, Joshua, end your silly tricks!" She re-introduced Tunnel to Wang Yang: "He is my younger brother, one year younger than me. , is also studying at the performing arts school. He is also free today, so I asked him to come and help."

She punched Joshua's arm, and said in a sister's tone: "He is very childish, so Yang, don't mind."

Joshua Alba? Shit, what a joke is this little guy! Although he scolded Joshua in his heart, Wang Yang still said with a smile that he didn't mind: "Your brother, um, is very humorous..." To be honest, when he heard Joshua say that he was Jessica's boyfriend just now, his heart Filled with the feeling of being hit.

He glanced at Jessica, was it an illusion? Why did she feel that she suddenly became a little unhappy? Could it be because he didn't show any disappointment just now? Don't think too much about it, maybe it's just an illusion.

"Come with me, it's windy outside, come to my new home first!"

Wang Yang led the way, Jessica followed behind, and Joshua walked all the way, looking at the surrounding environment curiously, he said with great interest: "Wow, I didn't know there was such a community in Los Angeles, it seems quite backward Yeah, how safe is it here? You know, I mean, are there any gangsters or something?"

"No, this area is safe." Wang Yang answered bluntly.

Joshua said again: "Well, although there are no gangsters, I can't let my sister go to meet a stranger alone, so here I am." He suddenly accelerated and walked in front of Wang Yang, looked back at Wang Yang, and Face doubted: "Although you were good friends before, that was 9 years ago! Oh my god, I was only 7 years old at that time, and I completely forgot about San Francisco! Well, who knew you would become What's up?"

"Joshua!" Jessica hurriedly yelled after hearing him talking too much, and said angrily, "How can you talk like that?!" Then she looked at Wang Yang apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry , my brother is just a child."

"Oh, kid?" Joshua said unconvinced, "Jessica, you are only one year older than me."

"Jessica, it's okay, Joshua is right." Wang Yang shrugged and gave her a nonchalant smile. Because this is the truth, although he and Jessica have tried to be very good friends, but now after so many years, who knows what the other party will become? Presumably Jessica herself didn't want to come alone, it's just that her brother said everything. For unknown reasons, Joshua was full of hostility towards him, and seemed to want to "settle" him at any time.

Do you think I'm after Jessica? Wang Yang thought to himself.

Soon, Wang Yang brought Jessica and his brother to the apartment he rented. As soon as he opened the door and entered the room, Joshua yelled "Wow, wow" and said in shock: "Unbelievable! Such a broken house! Oh my God, if I'm not mistaken, a mouse sprinted past me just now! Jan, you're going to shoot a movie here?"

He looked funny, touched here and there, saw the camera model in the cardboard box on the table, took it out, pretended to be a director and made funny moves, and said with a smile: "Do you want to shoot with this?"

"That won't work." Wang Yang replied solemnly, completely ignoring his tricks: "I'm going to rent a DV film."

"Joshua...can you shut up!" Jessica gritted her teeth and stared at Joshua, "You make me feel very ashamed!"

Joshua put down the camera model, made a gesture of raising his hands in surrender, and said, "OK, OK, I'll shut up!" Before he finished speaking, he added: "But to be honest, this house is real. It's broken."

Jessica was so angry that she couldn't speak. She covered her face with her hands and murmured "God".

"It's really broken, so you need to brush it well, let's start!" Wang Yang didn't want Jessica to be too difficult, so he quickly let everyone go to work. He distributed gloves, paper hats, brushes and other things to the two of them, and then took out The putty powder was neutralized and stirred, and today's wall painting work officially started.

During the process of painting the walls, Jessica wore gloves, a paper hat, and her denim outfit. She painted diligently and carefully, and she really looked like a decoration worker.

And Joshua didn't shut up, he still kept looking for something to say, provoking Wang Yang and asking some difficult questions. He lazily took a brush, painted on the wall casually, and asked: "Yang, do you think the 'movie' you made will be liked by the distribution company? I just think, take a DV player Just fiddle with it, it’s a movie? Then the little Mary in our neighbor’s house is fine too, she likes to take a DV player to shoot around all day, oh yes, she’s only five years old.”

"Joshua, believe me, I know what a movie is, and I also know what a short life movie is." Wang Yang shrugged again: "Of course, maybe that little Mary is making a movie."

Jessica laughed amused by Wang Yang's humor, and said, "Joshua, Yang knows more about movies than you, and you're just a little actor."

"Yan, if your movie is released, how much box office do you think it will make? Who would pay a few dollars to watch something shot on a home DV?" After a while, Joshua asked another question.

"100 million, maybe 200 million." Wang Yang smiled after speaking, indicating that he was joking: "At least the cost can be recovered, and I am still confident in this."

"What's your budgeted cost? I don't know yet." Joshua asked with interest.

"Ten thousand. Now there are only 9,500 left, and it cost 500 to buy these wall-painting things."

"Oh, ten thousand? You don't have a fever, do you?"