Chapter 241: The Last Race Completed

August 2, 11 a.m.

In the Xiamen Airlines office building, as Yang Lingyue said calmly: "That's it, the whole film is finished."

Everyone showed relaxed smiles and thanked each other for their hard work.

Finally, the shooting task was completed one week ahead of schedule on August 10th.

The past month has passed without incident except for the hot spots, and of course we have avoided the hotter August.

Yang Lingyue sat on the director's chair, watching the remaining 30 people in the crew chatting and laughing, and felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation.

This kind of relaxation is different from the time when Yu Li came to Hu Tianhaidi behind closed doors, and there is one less burden.

Of course, this does not mean that we can relax. Post-production, promotion, and release have been busy for nearly three months. However, because of the on-site editing proposed by Du Xiaoyu, we can be more leisurely and there is no need to be so urgent.

For this film, Yang Lingyue was very restrained and did not shoot any deliberately sensational scenes like those in "Special Deal". He even used very little music. The entire film is expected to be 130 minutes, excluding the 3-minute theme song at the end and other parts. The soundtrack is only 400 seconds long, less than 7 minutes.

China Film expressed their dissent with this approach, but Yang Lingyue insisted on this approach. In his opinion, the reputation of a first feature film is much more important than the box office. Although now, both the actors and the producers, Everyone regards box office as the first priority, except for literary films.

There is no need to go into too much detail about the importance of soundtracks to movies. There is only one rule or rule, that is, there are very few soundtracks for literary and artistic films, while there are many commercial genre films.

Of course, a movie with a small soundtrack is not necessarily a literary film, but a movie with no soundtrack at all is definitely a literary film, at least until 2024.

Bao Jianfeng, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, stretched out his hand, interrupting Yang Lingyue's inappropriate thoughts.

"Director, I look forward to our next cooperation."

"Easy to say, easy to say, I have to thank you." Yang Lingyue shook his hand.

Bao Jianfeng's three-day advance team confirmed that Yang Lingyue was Zeng Li's boyfriend. His expression changed. Yang Lingyue was very understanding. Of course, he didn't add salt to his wounds at that time.

If happiness is shared wrongly, it becomes a show off; if sadness is shared wrongly, it becomes a joke.

The reason why Yang Lingyue said thank you was because Bao Jianfeng was a guest star, a friendly appearance, and did not get paid, but Zeng Li still gave him a red envelope.

Zeng Lipingping, wearing a stewardess uniform, walked up to Yang Lingyue and smiled: "It's useless to tell him. If there is a suitable opportunity, I will keep an eye out for you."

"Yes, yes, I also have to rely on Mr. Zeng." Yang Lingyue could only agree.

Before Bao Jianfeng could say anything, Zeng Li smiled and nodded: "That's right."

Bao Jianfeng was very upset and wanted his assistant to help him change his ticket.

After chatting for a while, Yang Lingyue looked at the time and said, "Okay, keep an eye on it and don't leave anything behind. It's time for you to change clothes."

Zeng Li gave her boyfriend a blank look and twisted her waist to change clothes. Since she had worn these clothes, she naturally kept them.

Everyone had dinner at the hotel at noon, with four tables occupied. The reason why we arranged it at noon was to avoid drinking. After all, I have something to do in the afternoon.

During the banquet, few people discussed the movie anymore. It was just like the team members having a dinner together after a project was completed. Don’t worry about it. There is no boss, so who can you show your performance to?

The students respectfully respected the heads of various departments and expressed their gratitude for imparting their skills.

The heads of various departments respected Yang Lingyue and Zeng Li and expressed their expectations for the next cooperation. The crew had a very comfortable life. Even if there is something wrong, the young director does not curse, but patiently explains his requirements and returns the money happily. With such a producer and boss, everyone wants to cooperate for a long time.

Finally, Yang Lingyue did not escape the students' request to say something. Yang Lingyue stood up, looked around, and said with regret: "Old Liu is not here, no one took out a notebook to record, and I am still a little used to it."

"I'll remember, I'll remember, you tell me what you want." Cai Chuyuan shouted loudly, took out his handheld DV, and continued his recording work.

"I believe that everyone has gotten to know Mr. Wang Deshun quite well over the past month. When we first met him, what I thought was: If the spring breeze has mercy on flowers, can I be allowed to be young again?

Later that day, after filming the night scene where Liu Xinghua ran away from home, and after listening to the old man telling his story in the car, what I thought was: Why should the spring breeze show mercy to a flower, when he is still a young man in the world.

All because he has a strong heart and works hard to put it into action.

What I want to say is: To make your heart strong, you only need to see yourself and accept what you can’t do yet and what you can’t do yet. Appreciate what you have already done, and truly believe that after going through this process, you will eventually be able to live and blossom yourself.

Finally, I would like to thank you all for getting along with me day and night, and I wish our film a good reputation and box office success. "

After Yang Lingyue finished speaking, he raised his wine glass and drank with everyone.

"good."

Everyone applauded in a dignified manner, and with the explanations from the students, they also knew that this was Yang Lingyue's tradition since he started filming.

Bao Jianfeng, who was present here, couldn't help but sigh, this young man has no dead ends in the hexagon and is good at both tactics. Not only is he rich and can do things, but he can also compose a few sentences at any time. No wonder, no wonder.

It's like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another.

In the afternoon, the props and equipment had to be shipped back to Kyoto. It would be a pity to throw away many of the props or give them away as usual.

The company has set up a warehouse. When the props of each crew are used up, they will be collected and stored in different categories. They can be used next time. If the drama becomes a big hit and peripheral products are to be produced, the originals can be auctioned for charity.

For example: some clothes worn by a beautiful actress.

Of course, Zeng Li's clothes are not good. She doesn't even put them in the warehouse and takes them home directly. After all, Yang Lingyue wants to appreciate them.

Zeng Li booked a return ticket for the crew members for the day after tomorrow, and also gave Du Xiaoyu 20,000 yuan for the remaining 30 people to travel for two days. It is enough for normal travel, but it doesn't matter if it is abnormal.

That night, Zeng Li and Yang Lingyue left the team, without assistants or drivers, and lived in a beach villa.

After entering the room, Zeng Li looked at her boyfriend, and she was satisfied with everything she saw. She kissed him and couldn't get enough.

"Go change clothes."

Looking at the familiar environment and familiar people, Yang Lingyue gently patted the emotional Zeng Li. After all, the threshold is constantly increasing.

"It's annoying. Tomorrow, be honest now." Zeng obviously didn't care.

.........

After a while, Zeng Li said angrily: "I told you to be honest, but you are really honest. I'm exhausted."

"Who made me a real person?" Yang Lingyue couldn't help laughing, but still did what Zeng Li wanted.

After looking at her boyfriend from a different angle, Zeng Li said coquettishly: "Bullshit, when you are unwilling in your heart, you are no longer real."

What a philosophical sentence!