Chapter 372, Common People

Right now.

Li Yun was the only one left on the set, the place where Let the Bullets Fly was born.

My hometown.

Or, Huang Silang's hometown At this moment, in front of Li Yun's eyes, there was Huang Silang who left in disgrace at the end, and Zhang Muzhi who followed his mission.

Now, there is a 'stand-in' who looks exactly like 'Huang Silang'.

A mediocre character in the original version of "Let the Bullets Fly", used as a chess piece to show off Chow Yun-fat's acting skills.

But in the end.

Li Yun put the chess piece on the table.

The absurdity of fate is everywhere in "Let the Bullets Fly".

But in the end.

However, Li Yun did not choose to let his fate continue to be absurd.

This destiny.

Even Zhang Muzhi felt that this was an unexpected fate.

"I didn't expect that in the end I would fall into the hands of a peasant like you. I didn't lose to an opponent I admired, but lost to you. Fate is really a strange thing." Huang Silang looked at the stand-in in front of him. His emotions had now calmed down, and he no longer had the anger he had before his death.

But he still can't figure it out.

Still confused and bewildered.

I'm just confused and bewildered. How could I lose? Why should these peasants do that?

But unlike Huang Silang, Zhang Muzhi seemed to understand a little.

He was not like Huang Silang, who remained confused from birth to death.

He seemed to understand something.

When Zhang Muzhi figured it out, the smile on his face became even brighter.

Even feel relieved.

"I apologize for my arrogance before. You are right. There has never been a savior. The people themselves are their own saviors. Let the bullets fly for a while."

Zhang Muzhi smiled slightly.

He will also ride away on his horse, even if the people will choose their own history.

But someone has to carry the burden.

Someone is responsible for guiding and taking on the important task.

Walk, continue. Fly for a while.

Unexpectedly, the one left behind was Huang Silang's substitute.

The meaning of his existence is to die for Huang Silang, a stupid thing without any self-personality.

But he actually has his own career.

He is an actor in the troupe, who makes a living by playing the role of others.

When Huang Silang discovered his stand-in, he made him his own exclusive actor.

The actor who died for himself was responsible for showing up in public and taking on Huang Silang's karma.

Perhaps, in a nutshell, he also enjoyed what Huang Silang enjoyed.

He may also have this way of death.

To some extent, it is also aiding and abetting the evil.

But, is it okay to reject Huang Silang? If you reject him, you will die.

As an ordinary person.

How can you resist Huang Silang? He is the common people in Let the Bullets Fly, becoming puppets toyed with by heroes and villains.

But they are also living people.

Li Yun looked at the stand-in in front of him and even saw his own shadow.

No, it’s me.

They are just like the countless other people, neither good nor bad, they go with the flow, and are afraid of death.

But he also has his own anger.

A burst of anger of my own.

And this anger.

Let him muster up the courage to overthrow Huang Silang in the end.

We ordinary people.

Li Yun was on the set at this time .

I saw Goose City and the awakened people. They became masters of their own destiny and after receiving the proper education, they were no longer ignorant. The wheel of time began to accelerate since the Republic of China.

The so-called elites have merely read a few more books.

When everyone can receive fair education, being elite will no longer be the privilege of people like Zhang Muzhi.

The people choose history, history chooses heroes, and heroes come from the masses.

Went through history.

Come to this day.

The watchtowers in the small town have become history.

But the people are no longer the people of the past.

In a trance, history is changing before my eyes.

The bullet from that year took root and sprouted, growing into a towering tree in front of Li Yun's eyes.

"The bullets really flew for a while. The bullets fired from the Republic of China to the modern times finally landed."

Li Yun felt that his hallucinations were very serious.

But this is an illusion.

But it makes people feel at ease.

(Hidden mission completed) (I am one of the ordinary people) (You become more able to understand yourself and the feelings of ordinary people, and your filming skills +10)

What exactly is art? Some people think that art is something that is too highbrow and difficult for people to understand.

But in fact, Li Yun’s understanding of art is probably that anything that a three-year-old child can understand is art. Li Yun hopes that his Let the Bullets Fly.

Can it make a three-year-old laugh?

What a great art that would be.

Li Yun was the last one to return to Beijing by plane.

During the peaceful eight days brought by the completion of the filming.

Li Yun was standing in his hometown.

Standing in my mother's hometown.

Li Yun could still feel the resentment in his body.

He is still Huang Silang, and that sense of selfishness and sophisticated egoism is expressed vividly.

He is still full of hatred for his hometown.

Dissatisfaction with the original family.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Now Li Yun has figured it out.

"It seems that you can influence my thoughts occasionally. Yes, to you, I am also a spirit that has taken over the nest of a magpie, so I should not be resentful of your remnant. But no matter what, you and I are two completely different individuals. You may hate your hometown, but I will love the land that gave birth to this body."

"Because I'm a normal person, not a bad person."

"I pursue fame and fortune because I know I am an ordinary person, so I have the desires of ordinary people. I pursue the right to be beautiful under all legitimate means."

I am not a selfless saint like Zhang Muzhi.

He is not an unscrupulous villain like Huang Silang.

I am a stand-in.

An ordinary person of his own.

Being ordinary, one can finally choose to become a great person.

"My hometown is very beautiful, with picturesque scenery and picturesque landscapes. It's very beautiful."

On the way back to Beijing, Li Yun and Lu Zhengguang were talking on the phone.

Completely private property with electricity.

Chat about family matters and hometown. There is more to life than just work and acting.

And the people around me.

Li Yun also enjoys this leisurely attitude to look at life and the people and things around him.

As an ordinary person.

If one loses his nature and humanity in the pursuit of fame and fortune, he will become a monster like Huang Silang.

That would just be profit grabbing.

A man who doesn't even have a single person he can trust. In the end, dying at the hands of his former self is just the way he wants to die.

"It feels like you've figured out some things."

"Maybe. It's amazing. Filming can help me figure out some things."

“It’s not magical. In addition to making people happy, works of art often also have the meaning of conveying ideas.”

On this point, speaking objectively, he feels that the United States has done a really good job in this regard, putting all of its ideological exports into commercial matters.

They say "business is business", but deep down it's all about ideology. In a two-hour movie, the spirit and ideas contained are born and noisy under the excellent business appearance.

America's mainstream movies have a huge advantage.

He always finds excellent business cover.

Appealing to both the elite and the masses.

Therefore, Lu Zhenguang also insisted on believing in one thing, an excellent movie, or even an excellent main theme movie.

Can take good pictures of him.

He must be a vulgar person.

Can only be a layman.

He really hoped that Li Yun was such an outstanding layman.

Jiang Weijian also returned to the headquarters of the August 1st Film Studio, exhausted.

Especially mental fatigue.

It was like a big dream.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

A big dream that confused him mentally, where he met and got to know many people.

Jiang Wen, Ge You, Li Yun, Huang Silang, Zhang Muzhi, Master Tang He, they.

Their figures were right in front of Jiang Weijian.

It appears before your eyes.

This exhausting cognition even made him unable to tell which was true and which was false.

After all, the world before our eyes is real.

Or is the world of Let the Bullets Fly real?

It’s a bit hard to tell.

"What's wrong? You look so tired." Wang Tao looked at Jiang Weijian with a teasing tone.

"It may be exhausting to clean up a new director's mess, but at least you have completed your mission. You should have a good rest from now on."

Compared with the second-tier crews who are so listless.

The first-line crew of the Bayi Film Studio does have a high-spirited feeling and is full of energy.

This time it’s “The Battle at Lake Changjin”.

Whether in terms of funding, team, director lineup, or various indicators and data, it can be said to be a top-notch production.

A pinnacle of excellence.

It’s a refreshing feeling to shoot this kind of work.

There is an incomparable pleasure.

For the filming crew, the sense of accomplishment has increased dramatically, so that's why Wang Tao feels that Jiang Weijian is a bit pitiful. At present.

The other party's experience of filming must have been terrible.

Come to think of it, this is the truth.

So Wang Tao felt a little pity for him.

But come to think of it, my first-tier crew is stronger than his second-tier crew, so they should have better resources.

So you should enjoy the joy of filming.

As you deserve. Enjoy.

In fact, in a sense, this is a practical meaning.

So even though Wang Tao would pity him, he would also feel...

You, just work hard, strive to improve your status and that of the crew, and let the factory manager arrange good work for your team.

Instead of like it is now.

I was exhausted physically and mentally from filming.

"So, we also have to pay attention to improving ourselves, otherwise, we won't feel happy when filming."

After Wang Tao finished filming and patted Jiang Weijian on the shoulder, he turned around and went to report to Liu Shanhe to inform him of the progress of this filming.

It's going very smoothly and excellently, no need to worry.

This is the idea that Wang Tao wanted to convey to Liu Shanhe.

At this time, Jiang Weijian was standing there in a daze. Was he not happy with this filming?

Ask yourself.

With a bit of institutional arrogance, he came to the set, thinking that he would be unhappy.

Jiang Weijian had the mentality of just completing the task and leaving after finishing the work.

A very common mentality.

But today.

Recalling the feeling when filming Let the Bullets Fly.

The mood was palpable.

hapiness.

Tired, but happy.

Although the entire crew was exhausted, they were in a happy mood and could not fake it.

Liu Shanhe's side.

After listening to Wang Tao's report, it can be said that there were no surprises at all.

Not to mention what Li Moduo himself is like, he personally checked the script himself.

For this script.

He has full confidence.

And the main melody is full of flavor.

"I'm not worried. I've given the film enough resources this time, and the radio and television department will provide support throughout the entire process, so it will be quite excellent."

At this moment Liu Shanhe smiled. It can be said that Li Modu was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

Participants are from the first-line classes of the Bayi Film Studio, as well as many national first and second-level actors from the Bayi Film Studio.

With an excellent cast and script, the film is sure to shock everyone when it is released.

At this time, Jiang Weijian from the second-tier crew also came to report.

Wang Tao was still talking to Liu Shanhe in a low voice.

"He was a little tired, and probably wasn't very happy with the shoot."

"This mission has indeed been hard on him." At this moment, Liu Shanhe pondered.

It was indeed because he lost the bet that he had to borrow the second-tier crew to go out.

However, Liu Shanhe also felt a little embarrassed. As a comrade pursuing art, it was indeed unfair to ask him to shoot some rubbish.

We can only give second-tier crews more opportunities for professional titles and financial compensation in the future.

"The main theme, the main theme. Using the same writing style as in The Crucible to expose darkness, filming the main theme is a way to death."

As for Li Modu’s son.

Liu Shanhe had a considerable degree of appreciation.

After all, the quality of a work is objective. Whether it is The Crucible or The Young Scholars, Li Yun has demonstrated a considerable degree of artistic talent.

Indeed, he has some of Li Modu's style.

As expected, we are of the same bloodline.

but.

His own second-tier crew was well-informed, having previously filmed movies like The Garland on the Mountain.

That's a very high standard.

Let them do a junior’s work.

It is indeed a bit unfair.

At this time, Jiang Weijian also came in to report on his work.

"Factory Director."

"Don't come to the factory just after you get back. Go home and have a rest first. Only by combining work and rest can you continue to shine." Liu Shanhe seemed a little annoyed.

At this time, Jiang Weijian felt helpless.

"Old factory manager, I'm only in my forties, I'm not that fragile."

"It's mainly mental fatigue, which is different from physical fatigue. You have to rest your mind."

"That's true."

Regarding this movie, Liu Shanhe asked gently: "Okay, answer me a question and go back to rest. What kind of person is this Li Yun?"

What kind of person?

Jiang Weijian recalled every detail of Let the Bullets Fly.

"laity."

It seems that the words used to describe it are a bit biased.

But let’s use the common people’s judgment.

Probably the most discounted script.

At this moment, Liu Shanhe silently sentenced Let the Bullets Fly to death in his heart.

laity.

I can’t shoot mainstream works.

(End of this chapter)