Xing Baohua smiled slightly, perhaps it was a subtle exchange between men.
First, take a seat in the reception room, where Yan Hongqi from Factory No. 81 and his assistant Zhang Kunyuan are already waiting.
Zhang Kunyuan had a lot of paper documents in his hand. He was checking something with Yan Hongqi.
Upon seeing Xing Baohua enter, Yan Hongqi nodded in greeting, while Zhang Kunyuan stood up and smiled, nodding back at Xing Baohua.
Xing Baohua politely replied, "What are you busy with?"
"We're here today to select actors, right? We've compiled and analyzed the characters from our previous films," Yan Hongqi said.
Xing Baohua nodded; it wasn't appropriate for him to interrupt on such a professional matter.
"How many people do we need for this film?" Xing Baohua asked.
“A women’s table tennis team needs at least 15 people, and nine of them need to be featured in close-ups. Sacrificing five depends on the amount of time they get in the shot, and those are practically the main characters,” Zhang Kunyuan said.
This time, it wasn't just some female table tennis players who came, but also some male team members. Many of them could play the role of German soldiers.
"The equipment is all arranged. From the opening scene of the first act, we'll be near the 12th Air Division. There's a small mountain nearby where we can shoot some short shots. The surrounding area is dotted with villages and farmland, so we have the location," Zhang Kunyuan continued.
“They’re all villages, but the styles are different.” Xing Baohua thought for a moment. The houses in the film were all wooden. They would be easy to find in Northeast China, but not in the Central Plains. There weren’t any at all. Where could you even look?
"We've already sent people to build them. Three to five wooden houses are easy to set up; after filming, we can dismantle them and reuse the wood," Zhang Kunyuan continued.
"That's good." Xing Baohua nodded in response. Anyway, he didn't spend much money on this film. It would be best if people could come up with something, but there's nothing he could do if they couldn't.
The group chatted and discussed the plot.
About an hour later, Li Wengang came over to the three of them and said, "Go to the rehearsal hall! Everyone's over there!"
There were many people in the rehearsal hall, at least a hundred or so, including members of the performing arts troupe and the Suzhou troupe.
The Suzhou troupe is taking a half-day break today, and the exchange performance will officially begin tomorrow. Although it's only for one day, most of them will stay to assist with filming.
The team leader was a female captain, dressed in formal military uniform. She was having a cordial conversation with our leaders.
The handsome young men and young women made the rehearsal hall lively and bustling.
Someone was playing soft music. These days, where do you find soft music? It's the kind where the volume is turned down really low.
Lin Wengang acted as the translator and first got to know the team leader.
Polina Chechenova, this tie-wearing woman's name is a bit of a mouthful, she's in her thirties and looks like Susan Boyle.
Xing Baohua had no idea how someone with such a thick waist, big buttocks, large balls, and a thick neck could have gotten mixed up with this group of slender people.
Then, like an exchange meeting, many people were talking. Xing Baohua suddenly realized that there were quite a few people who could speak Russian!
Look how enthusiastically our young men and women are chatting with the people from the Suzhou delegation.
How could such a scene be complete without Grandpa Li?
Grandpa Li was one of the main creators, after all! He sang "Quietly" with such a husky voice, and he sang it so captivatingly.
Ask Li Wengang to send a car to pick them up; it should take about twenty minutes for them to make the round trip.
After hearing what Xing Baohua said, Li Wengang also felt that inviting Grandpa Li over was the right thing to do. Grandpa Li was currently in the symphony orchestra, so he was easy to find.
Sending a car there is also easy.
There was a girl in the crowd who caught Xing Baohua's eye.
She's around 170cm tall, with a graceful figure, and the little green dress perfectly accentuates her S-curve.
Light blue eyes, dark brown hair. A gentle smile that is very pleasant to look at.
She was chatting with her companion. She seemed to sense someone watching her and looked over, guided by her intuition.
Upon seeing Xing Baohua's face, he smiled politely.
If Xing Baohua were to name one actress from later generations of Russians who left an impression, it would be only one.
Marina played Catherine the Great.
His ambitious smile, in particular, is incredibly captivating.
Her bright eyes were like an abyss, bottomless. But her captivating smile was unforgettable.
They may look very similar, but I have to say, they really do look alike.
Unfortunately, this wasn't a cocktail party, and Xing Baohua didn't have any wine with him.
But I still went over there.
"Hello," Xing Baohua said in Chinese first. The other person shook their head slightly, indicating that they did not understand.
This is a bit awkward; I don't know if the other person understands English, so I just say, "hello!"
The girl actually understood and replied with a string of gibberish.
After a brief conversation, Xing Baohua learned that the girl's name was Daliavikjona, and she was from the Ukrainian Union.
Well, that place definitely produces beautiful women. And lots of crazy people too.
They frequently provoke northern bears.
Xing Baohua remembered that before he put it on, the Northern Bear had already rolled up its sleeves, ready to start a fight. He wondered if the Ukrainian Alliance could withstand such a beating.
Xing Baohua's understanding of Catherine the Great began with a song—a perfectly good love song. It was deliberately turned into a war anthem, especially given its placement in the film or television series about Catherine.
They're a perfect match.
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