Chapter 898: There Is No First Place in Literature? It Doesn’t Exist Here.

Next is the train interrogation scene.

The special effects and art team have already arranged two and a half train models made of foam and iron sheets on a blue cloth. Three cameras are used for shooting, with one close-up of Zhang Mazi and the master, and one full shot.

Yang Lingyue, Lao Si and Lao Wu each stand by the water with guns on guard;

Chen Hong sits on a suitcase from the Republic of China period. Her hair is also wet, with strands of hair on her forehead and face. Of course, her clothes are also half wet. Her face is very pale, but she doesn't look scared at all. She looks like a well-informed woman.

These are arranged by Wei Xiao, the actor and assistant director.

Ge Da Ye has long hair with a middle part and a white county magistrate uniform. It's all wet. When he gets into the train prop with the help of everyone, he's so scared. It turns out that Ge Da Ye is really timid.

Officially start shooting.

Scene 27, second shot.

Zhang Ma Zi wears a nine-barrel head and clicks on an old-fashioned clockwork alarm clock.

"Tell me where the money is hidden. If you don't tell me before the alarm rings, your head will be gone."

Lao Tang looked at the alarm clock with a horrified face.

The river valley was quiet, with only the ticking sound of the alarm clock.

Lao Tang looked around blankly. The bandits were holding guns and pointed their guns at him. He suddenly raised his head and cried: "Ahhhhh."

"Crying? Crying also counts time."

Lao Tang stopped immediately.

At this time, the lady looked back, helplessly and charmingly: "Just say whatever you have to say."

Endorsement in the book: This is the financial sponsor who issued the order and asked Lao Tang to speak. After all, the lady is an investor and Lao Tang is a professional manager.

Zhang Mazi turned his head away: "Madam, who are you?"

The lady said playfully: "I am the wife of the county magistrate."

Zhang Mazi clasped his fists at her: "I am sorry."

Then he turned to Lao Tang: "Then you are the county magistrate?"

Lao Tang shook his face like a rattle.

Then the alarm clock rang.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

The alert crowd pulled the bolts of their guns and raised their aim.

"I have money, I have money, I have money...! I went to the city with the county magistrate to take office, and the county magistrate drowned. I don't have it now, but I will have it when I take office. I will have money when I take office."

Zhang Mazi turned it again with a click.

"I'll give you another turn, and continue with the story of buying an official position."

The lady not far away seemed confused, but she looked at Lao Tang with sharp eyes and downward corners of her mouth, which was quite a warning.

The next step was quick questions and answers.

"Two hundred thousand."

"Where's the money?"

"I bought an official position."

"What do you buy an official position for?"

"To make money."

"How much can you make?"

"Double."

"How long?"

"One year."

"Do I have to wait for you for a fucking year?"

"Half a year, half a year, if I'm lucky, a month will do!"

"The county magistrate has drowned, who will take over?"

"Me."

"Who are you?"

"Master lawyer."

"How dare you, a master lawyer, pretend to be a county magistrate?"

"No one knows what the county magistrate looks like."

"How many times have you done it?"

"Twice a year."

"How many years have you done it?"

"Eight years."

"Eighty-eight-sixty-four, have you ever made 6.4 million?"

"He, he, the county magistrate, made 6.4 million. I'm just a legal advisor, I only make a small amount."

"You've never failed?"

"No action, it's the brains that count, no bloodshed."

"Where are you going to take office this time?"

"Echeng."

"This time the train was hijacked, and your people were drowned. How do you explain it?"

"I bought the car, I hired the people, no one is looking for it."

"Huh?"

"No one is looking for it."

Then Zhang Mazi took off his mask abruptly, bringing down a cloud of dust, which also meant that he didn't go into the water.

"Don't take it off, don't take it off...! Don't take it off. I know the rules. I can't live if I see your face."

The bandits took off their masks one by one, showing malicious smiles. Just as Lao Tang said, they were ready to kill people, waiting for the order from the eldest brother.

Lao Tang closed his eyes and said repeatedly: "If you let me go, I will take charge of Echeng and make money. I will give it to you! All to you!"

Zhang Mazi: "Brothers robbed Daoer and didn't make a penny. Isn't it inappropriate?"

"It's inappropriate."

"You look at me and you're dead. Isn't it inappropriate?"

"That's even more inappropriate."

"Can you lend me your drowned brothers?"

"Use...use! They bullied men and women and deserved to die. No, what's the point of death?"

"Dead people are sometimes more useful than living people. Master, open your eyes and look at me."

"Uh, no."

"Take a look."

"No... .”

“Just take a look.”

“No, no, no…”

Zhang Mazi suddenly bent over and clapped his hands: “Master, what’s your surname?”

“No need to ask…”

“What the hell is your surname?”

“Tang.”

“Master Tang, I’m the county magistrate, you continue to be your master, let’s go to Echeng. Madam, do you want to go?”

“Let’s go.”

“Hey, brothers, let’s go to Echeng.”

Everyone shouted in unison: “Let’s go to Echeng.”

Liu Jialing from the original film was not there, so it was impossible to give a full view and seamless connection. Now that this scene was edited so well, Yang Ling was more and more happy from the bottom of her heart.

Of course, the lines were dense, and it was inevitable that everyone’s expressions were not in place, or the lines were stuck.

So after the first take, Jiang Wen, Yang Lingyue, Ge Daye, and Chen Hong gathered in front of the monitor, watching and analyzing word by word, repeatedly discussing what the expressions of the three of them should be like during each line.

In this way, they took five takes back and forth...

The sun gradually set, and Jiang Wen was finally satisfied.

Everyone left work one after another.

Everyone was very satisfied, and the efficiency was much higher.

Especially Zhou Yun and Guo Junli who came in the afternoon.

"So smooth?"

Before Jiang Wen could speak, Yang Lingyue sighed: "What kind of talk is this? The director holds the camera and I hold the pen. What movie is not smooth?"

Zhou Yun spat: "Oh, so conceited, I have never seen such a self-credit."

Zhou Yun's words were opposed by the two screenwriters Guo Junli and Wei Xiao, who all laughed and spoke for Yang Lingyue.

Yang Lingyue laughed and chatted with the two screenwriters. The general meaning was that he had written down his ideas as much as possible during the past few days in the group and asked the two to help. The two were very excited and agreed.

This scene surprised Chen Hong, who came to say goodbye. She was very surprised.

Don't you say that there is no first in writing?

Even if the signature is not a big deal, will these two screenwriters feel comfortable hearing this? She has seen this situation many times.

Sometimes, when her husband quarrels with the screenwriters, she, an outsider, can see clearly that the wrong party will stubbornly stick to his own opinion.

Of course, Chen Hong now absolutely does not admit that her husband is narrow-minded.

In fact, Chen Hong's idea is what most people think.

However, Yang Lingyue is not a young screenwriter. The movies he wrote and directed have proved themselves many times in the market and the industry. Not to mention that he has the real right to speak. In public, he is the producer, and in private, he and Jiang Wen have the same taste and can urinate in the same pot.

Otherwise, if Zhou Yun said that, Yang Lingyue would be embarrassed, but is Zhou Yun such a person with low emotional intelligence?