“Where’s the recording equipment? Let’s record the song first and then go over there, listening to it as we go to get a feel for it,” Xing Baohua said.
The director told everyone to rest for a while and prepare for recording.
The recording is finished, and it's almost lunchtime. But today's lunch was a bit unusual.
We happened to attend a life meeting, a meeting to reminisce about the bitter past and appreciate the sweet present.
Originally intended for the Party members, the food ended up being fought over by everyone. Xing Baohua looked at the dark cornbread and the tiny, hand-grenade-like shapes, finding it hard to eat; he had never eaten anything like this in his two lifetimes combined.
Seeing Xing Baohua hesitate, Grandpa Li said, "It's made with sweet potato flour, it's sweet. Eat less of it."
"Sweet?" Xing Baohua wondered. Wasn't it supposed to be bitter?
However, I still broke off a small piece, put it in my mouth, and chewed it slowly. It was actually quite sweet. I ate very little, and in the end, I only had one piece.
However, she soon discovered that when she ate another one, it made her throat feel rough. Grandpa Li told Xing Baohua that it was because of the sweet potato vines mixed in.
There were also cornbreads mixed with bran. In short, Xing Baohua only ate one slightly tastier cornbread; the rest were simply inedible.
"How much did you eat?" Grandpa Li asked.
"Three pieces!" Xing Baohua replied in surprise. They were about the size of a baby's hand. She could easily eat ten of them, so eating three with difficulty was already a great relief to her stomach.
"Sweet potato noodles are hard to digest and can cause bloating, so eat less of them these next few days. If you can't have a bowel movement, you'll regret it," Grandpa Li kindly warned.
Xing Baohua nodded solemnly. These are all the experiences of the elders! They've learned from their own hard work! What's that saying again? You'll regret it if you don't listen to the elders.
Xing Baohua decided to lose weight tonight and eat less.
In the afternoon, I went to Li Wengang's editing room. There were already two people waiting inside. Ren Jianchao and Deputy Regiment Commander Zhu were chatting on one side.
Xing Baohua greeted Grandpa Li.
The film "The Dawns Here Are Quiet" has been connected to the projector, and the parts that need to be cut are being recorded using the most basic method.
To be honest, Xing Baohua hasn't seen the old versions of the movie, and she doesn't remember them at all. The only one she remembers vividly is the remake; the background music used most often on Bilibili is from the remake.
There are old films, but the rhythm and shooting style of those films can't evoke the same feelings and resonance with this song.
What evokes a feeling of resonance is not only the musical effects but also the visual impact.
The movie was almost halfway through, and Xing Baohua hadn't called for it to stop. Taking advantage of the pause, Li Wengang asked what was wrong.
"I feel like something's not right, but I can't quite put my finger on it," Xing Baohua said.
"Is the picture not what you expected?" Ren Jianchao said.
Xing Baohua nodded. She thought to herself, "What can I do? I'll just grit my teeth and cut it anyway, since it's already like this."
To achieve the desired effect, they'd have to reshoot. But that's just a thought; Xing Baohua doesn't even dare to consider it now. An animated film requires such a large investment, let alone a live-action movie!
"Let's start playing it from the beginning, Teacher Li, and go through it all again," Xing Baohua said.
Deputy Commander Zhu stood up, walked closer to Xing Baohua, and asked, "The film isn't suitable. Let's find another one! Does it have to be this one? If we can't find one, we'll reshoot it."
Look at how grand the big boss is! "If it doesn't work, reshoot!" Xing Baohua likes to say things like that, but he can't afford it! He's already broke, he's already neglecting his core business, and if this continues, he'll become a laughing stock. He's just selling speakers, not movies!
Li Wengang chimed in, "I can't think of any other piece that would be suitable for this piece right now."
"Then let's reshoot. Stop for now, and everyone go to the small conference room later." After saying that, he left.
This made Xing Baohua's heart tremble. Is this some kind of joke?
Xing Baohua asked Li Wengang, "Does the leader not understand the process of making a film? Should we explain it to him?"
"He said he'd take the pictures, so what are you afraid of!"
"I don't have the money to film! I'm worried about where to get the money right now!" Xing Baohua said aggrievedly. His boss's words were on the verge of bankrupting him!
"What does your lack of money have to do with making videos?"
"What...you mean I don't need to invest, and you'll cover the expenses?"
Li Wengang said, "I didn't say that, you figure it out yourself."
Well, Xing Baohua is in a better mood now.
Li Wengang and Ren Jianchao exchanged a glance as Li Wengang walked out of the screening room first.
A small meeting was held in the conference room to basically finalize the situation.
Deputy Regiment Commander Zhu then instructed the communications officer to invite a leader from the Propaganda Department of District J's ZZ Division over.
A new leader has arrived, and we have to explain the plan all over again.
Xing Baohua suggested that they just make a short clip of a few minutes. The publicity department suggested making a full film, since they were going to make one anyway.
Xing Baohua thought to himself: These people are really good at talking nonsense! Is this a movie shoot? And a foreign one at that.
Putting aside the cost, the number of people and resources mobilized were beyond Xing Baohua's imagination.
Finally, Deputy Regiment Commander Zhu made the final decision: "Let's shoot a few minutes first, and if the effect is good, we can shoot the whole film."
The publicity said they brought in people from the 81 Production Company.
The military propaganda department has no shortage of equipment or supplies. In particular, it has all the weapons it needs, the kind that can actually be used.
Xing Baohua thought to himself, "Why does it all sound so simple to you?"
He said somewhat anxiously, "Where are they? Where can we find them? Those female soldiers all have blue eyes, blonde hair, and long legs."
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