Chapter 372, Ordinary People

At this moment.

On the set, Li Yun was the only one left.

This is where Let the Bullets Fly was born.

own hometown.

In other words, Huang Silang's hometown

At this time, in front of Li Yun's eyes were 'Huang Silang' who left in disgrace at the end, and 'Zhang Muzhi' who followed his mission.

Now, a 'substitute' who looks exactly like 'Huang Silang' has appeared.

A mediocre chess-piece character in the original version of "Let the Bullets Fly", used to show Fa Ge's acting skills.

But finally.

Li Yun put the chess piece on the card table.

The absurdity and unruliness of fate are everywhere in "Let the Bullets Fly".

But at the end.

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

This fate.

Even Zhang Muzhi felt this was an unexpected fate.

"I didn't expect that in the end, I actually fell on you, a mud-legged guy. I didn't lose to an opponent I admire, but I lost to you. Destiny is really a strange thing." Huang Silang looked at the substitute in front of him. , and now his mood has become calmer, without the anger before his death.

But he still can't figure it out until now.

Still confused and confused.

I'm just confused and confused, how could I lose? Why should these idiots do this?

Unlike Huang Silang, Zhang Muzhi seemed to understand.

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

He seemed to understand somewhat.

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

Even relieved.

"I apologize for my previous arrogance. 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 also turned around and left on his horse, even if the people would choose his history.

But someone has to carry the burden forward.

Someone is responsible for guiding and taking on important responsibilities.

Walk, continue. Fly for a while.

Unexpectedly, the last person left behind turned out to be Huang Silang's stand-in.

The meaning of his existence is to die for Huang Silang, a fool with no self-personality.

But in fact he has his own career.

He is an actor in a troupe who lives to play other people.

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

The actor who died for him was responsible for showing his face and shouldering Huang Silang's karma.

Perhaps, it is said that he also enjoyed what Huang Silang enjoyed.

He may also have this method of death.

It is also aiding the evil to some extent.

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

as ordinary people.

How could you refuse Huang Silang?

He is the one who makes the bullets fly into all living beings, turning them into puppets for heroes and villains to play with.

But they are also living people.

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

No, it’s myself.

They are all living beings, neither good nor bad, drifting with the tide, greedy for life and afraid of death.

But he also has his own anger.

A surge of anger of his own.

And this anger.

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

We ordinary people.

Never let anyone be a human being

Li Yun was on the set at this time.

I saw Goose City and the people after their awakening. After they became the masters of their own country and received the education they deserve, they became no longer ignorant. The wheels of the times began to change at an accelerated pace since the Republic of China.

The so-called elites just read a few more books.

When everyone can receive a fair education, the 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.

Go through history.

Come to now.

The small town's watchtowers have become a piece of history.

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

Suddenly, history is changing before our eyes.

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

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

Li Yun felt that his hallucination was serious.

But this illusion.

But it's reassuring.

(Hidden mission completed)

(I am a human being)

(You become better able to understand yourself and the feelings of ordinary people, and the technique of filming a movie with a sense of substitution +10)

What exactly is art?

Some people think that it is highbrow and that only things that are too profound for people to understand are called art.

But in fact, Li Yun’s understanding of art is that art can be understood by a 3-year-old child.

Li Yun hopes that his bullets will fly.

Can you make a three-year-old laugh too?

What a great art that would be.

Li Yun was the last one to take the plane back to the capital.

During the eight days of peace brought about by the completion of the project.

Li Yun is standing in his hometown.

Standing in my mother’s hometown.

Li Yun can still feel the resentment in his body

He is still Huang Silang, and that feeling of selfishness and exquisite self-interest is vividly displayed.

He is still full of hatred for his hometown.

Dissatisfaction with the family of origin.

That doesn't matter anymore.

Li Yun now understands clearly.

"It seems that occasionally, you can also influence my thoughts. Yes, for you, I am also a spirit that occupies the magpie's nest, so I should not be angry with your remnants. But no matter what, you and I are still the same. Two completely different individuals, you will 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 that I am an ordinary person, so I have ordinary people's desires. I pursue beautiful rights by 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.

There are ordinary people in their own right.

Ordinary, the final choice can become a great person.

"My hometown is quite beautiful, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. It's very beautiful."

On the way back to the capital, Li Yun and Lu Zhengguang talked on the phone.

Completely private and electrified.

Let’s talk about daily life and hometown. There is more to life than just work and acting.

And the people around you.

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

As an ordinary person.

If you lose your nature and humanity in the pursuit of fame and fortune, you will become a monster like Huang Silang.

That will only extract profits.

There is no one around whom I can trust.

In the end, dying at the hands of his former self was just his way of death.

"It feels like you figured something out."

"Maybe, it's amazing. Filming can also help me understand some truths."

"It's not magical. In addition to making people feel happy, works of art often also bear the meaning of conveying thoughts."

At this point, if we talk about the matter, he feels that the United States is really good in this regard and puts all the things that export ideology into commercial things.

They say 'business matters in business', but inside they are all doctrines.

A two-hour movie contains a lot of spirit and thoughts, and is born and noisy under the excellent commercial skin.

American theme movies have a huge advantage.

He always finds good business cover.

Appreciate both refined and popular tastes.

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

I can take good pictures of him.

He must be a layman.

He can only be a layman.

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

Jiang Weijian also returned to the headquarters of Bayi Studio, exhausted.

Especially mental exhaustion.

It was like having a big dream.

A big dream that confused his spirit. Here he met and recognized 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.

Jumping in front of your eyes.

This tired understanding made it difficult for him to tell which was true and which was false.

After all, the world in front of you is real.

Or is the world where bullets fly real?

It's a little hard to tell clearly.

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

"It may be a bit tiring to wipe the butt of a new director, but at least you have completed the task. Then you can have a good rest."

Compared with the second-tier crew, Yanlebaji.

The front-line crew of Bayi Factory does feel a bit high-spirited and full of energy.

This time "Changjin Lake to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea".

In terms of funding, team, director lineup, and various indicators, it can be called a top-notch production.

The pinnacle of excellence.

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

There is an unparalleled sense of pleasure.

For the filming crew, the sense of accomplishment also increased dramatically. So why did Wang Tao feel that Jiang Weijian was a little pitiful?

For now.

The other person’s filming experience must have been terrible.

This is also true when you think about it.

So Wang Tao felt a little pity for him.

But think about it, his first-line crew is stronger than his second-line crew, so he should have better resources.

So you should enjoy the joy of filming.

As it should be. Enjoy.

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

So although Wang Tao would pity him, he would feel it too.

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

Rather than like now.

Photographed to the point of physical and mental exhaustion.

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

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

It was smooth and excellent, no need to worry.

This is what Wang Tao wants to convey to Liu Shanhe.

At this time, Jiang Weijian was stunned in place. Wasn't he happy with this filming?

Ask yourself.

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

Just have the mentality of completing the task and leave after finishing the work. This was Jiang Weijian's mentality at that time.

A perfectly normal state of mind.

But today.

Recalling the mood when filming Let the Bullets Fly.

That mood is obvious.

Happy.

Tired, but happy.

Although the entire crew was exhausted, they were happy, and they couldn't fake it.

Liu Shanhe's side.

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

Not to mention how Li Modu himself is, he personally checked the script.

For this script.

He has full confidence.

And the main theme is full.

"I'm not worried. I will give enough resources to this movie. The radio and television will escort it throughout the whole process. It is quite excellent."

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

The participants are the first-line classes of the Bayi Film Studio, and there are many national first- and second-level actors belonging to the Bayi Film Studio.

The excellent lineup and script will surely shock everyone when it is released.

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

Wang Tao also whispered to Liu Shanhe.

"He's a little tired, maybe he's not very happy with the filming."

"This mission is really hard for him." At this moment, Liu Shanhe pondered.

It's true that he lost the bet, so he borrowed the second-tier crew to go out.

But Liu Shanhe also felt a little embarrassed. As a comrade pursuing art, it's really unfair to let him shoot the dregs.

He can only give the second-tier crew more opportunities for titles and welfare and economic compensation at that time.

"Main theme, main theme, using the writing method of exposing darkness in the filming of the Crucible, filming the main theme is a way to death."

As for Li Modu's son.

Liu Shanhe admired him to a certain extent.

After all, the quality of the work is objective. Whether it's the Crucible or the Schoolmates, Li Yun showed a certain degree of artistic talent.

Sure enough, he has some of Li Modu's style.

He is worthy of the same bloodline.

However.

His second-tier crew is well-informed. They previously filmed movies like Wreaths on the Mountain.

That's a high standard.

Let them shoot a work of a younger generation.

It was indeed a little aggrieved.

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

"Director."

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

At this time, Jiang Weijian was a little helpless.

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

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

"That's true."

Regarding this movie, Liu Shanhe asked softly: "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 bit of Let the Bullets Fly.

"Ordinary man."

It seems that it is a bit biased to describe it with any words.

But using ordinary people to evaluate.

Maybe it is the most discounted script.

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

Ordinary man.

Can't shoot a main theme work.