The Best Director

Walking into the balcony and looking at Rachel who was sitting on the railing, Wang Yang greeted her and said with a smile, What are you looking at? Why don't you play cards? Rachel shook her head slightly and said, I I'm not very good at playing, and I've always been an idiot in this regard, so I came out to blow some air. Wang Yang nodded, leaning his back against the railing, tilted his head and asked, Rachel, 20 years old, how do you feel?

Oh! Rachel's face was full of surprise, and then she pretended to be angry: Yan, you know? It's annoying for you to ask a girl this kind of question. She laughed and sighed: I My impression is that I am one year older.”

Wang Yang laughed haha, looked up at the blue sky, and said comfortingly: Everyone will grow old, you can think in a good direction, and you can drink in this country when you are one year old Wow! He exclaimed, It's very exciting, isn't it?

Rachel rolled her eyes, smiled and said, It's very exciting for an alcoholic, but I'm not an alcoholic. Wang Yang shrugged and said, I'm not an alcoholic either. So, there's nothing to look forward to? Rachel smiled and said: Yes, but you can look forward to growing a beard on your face, which will make you look more handsome. Wang Yang touched his face and said doubtfully, Really?

At this time, Jessica's voice came over: Rachel, Jan, come and play cards! She was standing in the hall not far away, urging, Come on, come on!

Here we come! Wang Yang responded, turned his head and said with a smile to Rachel: Let's go together, today you are the protagonist, it's meaningless if the protagonist doesn't play. Rachel nodded and smiled: You're right.

In the hall, everyone was sitting on the ground, playing Texas Hold'em together. Michael Pitt was holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth, holding two hole cards in his hand, with a decadent expression, showing no emotion; Joshua frowned, no He kept turning his head to look at Michael Pitt; Zachary had given up the game early on, was not thinking about the cards, and was courting Eileen Iris next to him.

It seems that the battle is very intense! Wang Yang sat down with a smile, and Jessica and Rachel also sat in the vacant seats opposite, ready to join in the next round.

With the announcement of the last community card of this hand, Michael Pete won with a set of 10s, and he moved all the plastic chips in the game to his feet, where they had already piled up like a mountain. Wang Yang asked him to go out and buy these plastic chips yesterday, and they were specially prepared to be used today.

Seeing that the chips around him were getting less and less, Joshua suddenly went crazy, stared at Michael Pitt and said, Damn it, man, can you play tricks? Michael Pitt shook his head with a cigarette in his mouth and said, No, it's just luck. Joshua gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, Luck? You've won several times in a row! It can't be just luck! Tell me, how did you cheat?

Joshua, don't be ashamed, shut your mouth. Jessica said angrily, picked up the playing cards that had been arranged, and began to deal cards.

Wang Yang took a look at a card she handed out, then laughed and said: Wow, good card! Jessica looked at him while handing out cards and said with a smile: Really? Wang Yang Nodding with a smile, he picked up the second card to look at, and said excitedly: Wow, that's great! Jessica, you brought me good luck! When it was his turn to bet, Wang Yang put his initial Push all the chips into the game and shout confidently: ALL-IN!

Michael-Peter, Joshua, Zachary, Irene, and Rachel were all stunned. They looked at Wang Yang suspiciously, and Jessica couldn't believe it. How good was the card she handed to Yang? Is it a pair of Aces?

Please! Joshua yelled angrily, forcing others to re-bet without revealing the first community card. This kind of behavior is really immoral! He glanced at the confident Wang Yang, thought for a while, and threw down the cards helplessly, saying, I give up!

I give up too. Zachary also threw down the cards, then turned to Erin next to him and said; Irene,

don't follow. He patted his head again and said, Uh, everyone, don't follow me!

Seeing that Wang Yang was determined to win, everyone finally chose to give up this game. Wang Yang immediately cheered, and put all the betting chips to his side with a smile. Originally, in this situation, the winner’s hole cards did not need to be revealed, but this is not a casino, it’s just a game among friends. At the request of everyone, Wang Yang revealed his hole cards without any hesitation, a 3 of hearts, a 6 of spades.

Everyone was stunned, and then booed everywhere, it turned out to be two bad cards! Jessica's expression was a little disappointed, she thought it would be a pair of A's. Zachary, who was blinded by Irene, said aggrievedly: Jan, you are too cunning! Joshua grabbed his hair with both hands, and said unconvinced: Please, I have a pair of 9! Rachel laughed: I saw another side of Yang, and his acting skills are amazing! Wang Yang laughed heartily, packed his poker, and said, Come again, come again!

After playing cards, singing and dancing, and watching videos... At night, the cake ordered from the cake shop was delivered. Everyone gathered together to sing birthday song to Rachel and eat the cake. go home.

The apartment became deserted again. Wang Yang sat on the rattan sofa and watched TV. Michael Pitt, who was sitting at the other end, was thinking about what happened today, and suddenly asked: Yang, I don't understand, Jessica and Rui Qiu, who is your girlfriend?

What? Wang Yang was startled, turned his head to look at Michael Pete, shrugged and said, No, no one. Michael Pete smiled faintly, Interesting. Wang Yang ignored him and continued to look at TV, after a while, Michael Pitt said again: Don't you see it? They all have a good impression of you.

Looking at the TV screen, Wang Yang fell silent. How could he not see that he is neither a fool nor a rookie who has never been in love. He knows this, but... Wang Yang picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, stood He got up and walked to the bedroom, saying, Come on, Michael, you don't need to worry about these things.

Michael Pitt lay down on the rattan sofa, looked up at Wang Yang's back, and said softly: You can't always be like this.

I know. Wang Yang stopped and quickly walked into his bedroom. His mood was very disturbed by Michael Pete's few words, and he walked up and down in the bedroom. He remembered that he was about to confess his love to Jessica that day at the beach, but that face appeared, making him suddenly I feel like I'm not ready for a new relationship yet.

Wang Yang walked for a while, and suddenly walked to the corner, looking at a cardboard box full of books. This cardboard box was brought out when he left USC. The books he was carrying at that time were still inside. bookcase. He took out a book from the cardboard box, Little Women, he came to the bed and sat down, opened a page of the book, and a photo was immediately revealed.

In the photo, a blonde girl is smiling like a flower, her eyes are as bright as night stars. Wang Yang fell on the bed, held the photo in both hands, exhaled, and murmured: Damn...

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The next day, under the contact of Sandy Parkes, Wang Yang drove to the photography studio of Valle Pfister. This future Best Photographer currently has no film contract, but only runs a small shop, where he is the owner and employee. He usually takes photos of customers and earns a very small profit.

When Wang Yang came to the photography shop, he saw Walley Pfister, a middle-aged white man with a kind smile, his cheeks and chin covered with a dense layer of fibrous roots, he stretched out his hand and said with a smile: Hello, Mr. Wang. Wang Yang shook hands with him and said with a smile, Hi, Mr. Pfister, just call me Yang.

After getting acquainted, Walley Pfister took Wang Yang to the hall inside the photography shop. As soon as he sat down, Wang Yang said directly: Warey, I think Sandy has already told you about my intentions. High School Musical needs a great photographer, and I hope you'll join us.

Walley Pfister smiled while pouring his coffee: Jan, if I had to choose between making a movie or taking a family portrait, of course I would choose to make a movie. I really need this kind of work, and I am very grateful that you can give me Opportunity, but you know... He handed Wang Yang a prepared cup of coffee, and continued: I need to see if shooting this movie is within my ability.

Wang Yang took the coffee, nodded in understanding, took out some documents from the briefcase he was carrying, and introduced to Vale: Here is part of the script and part of the storyboard of High School Musical, as well as the documents we rented. list of photographic equipment.

Okay, I'll take a look. Walley Pfister sat down and compared the script with the storyboard script. When Wang Yang drew the storyboard script, he exhausted his painting skills and was very serious. So Valley can still understand, he watched it quietly for a long time, until he finished reading the last page, he raised his head and said: The storyboard picture is fully drawn, it can be seen that you have some interest in this movie. I’ve given it a lot of thought.” Wang Yang took a sip of his coffee and said with a smile, “Of course, my attitude is very serious, not the ‘children playing with mud’ as the media say.”

Walley Pfister nodded and said approvingly: To be honest, when working with a new director, the photographer's biggest worry is that the director is not prepared enough. It is much better to have a storyboard, at least he won't suddenly say 'I don't know what to do next. What should I do when I get down? He smiled, and said seriously: But, Yang, if I were a photographer, I would have my own ideas when shooting, and sometimes, I wouldn't follow the storyboard completely. Picture here.

Wang Yang shrugged nonchalantly, and said, Varei, I can understand this, although I have never made a movie, but I know that when shooting, there are many practical situations that cannot be considered when drawing storyboards. He picked up the stack of storyboards and flipped through them, and said with a smile, It's just an auxiliary tool, not a dead command.

Hearing what he said, Waller Pfister's smile became even thicker. He thought for a while, and then said: I think this movie should have that kind of bright light, and the color tone should look very vibrant and very vivid. Sunshine? Wang Yang nodded and said, Yes. Vale Pfister picked up the coffee cup and said, These shots are not difficult, and my skills can handle them. But I don't have any shots for the singing and dancing part. filming experience.

For the singing and dancing part, I plan to use multi-camera shooting and repeated shooting methods, and then select the shots in the post-editing. Wang Yang finished his thoughts and looked at Valle Pfister , asked: What do you think?

Walley Pfister nodded in agreement and said: This idea is very good, but more film will be used. Wang Yang said with a smile: Don't worry about that. I will show you as a producer that I will not save money. Film, for the sake of the effect of the movie, no matter how many films the director and photographer burn, they won’t be scolded.” Walley Pfister suddenly laughed, and said: “Then I have no problem, I joined.”

Wow! Wang Yang was full of joy and heaved a sigh of relief. Walley Pfister's photography skills have reached a certain level, and he has rich experience. He also specially said he will have his own ideas. It is a blessing for the director, he can learn a lot and make up for his own shortcomings; it is also a blessing for the film, as the film will have the best effect only when the photographer puts his heart into it.

Thinking of this, Wang Yang stretched out his hand and said excitedly: Warei, it's great to be able to cooperate with you, and I'm really looking forward to it.

Walley Pfister smiled and shook hands with him. He was about to say something when his cell phone rang suddenly. He said sorry and took out his cell phone to look at it. He frowned and muttered with a headache. Said: That fat man is here again. He connected the phone and said: Harry, I'm sorry, I really don't need an assistant here...I know...

Fatty? Harry? Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, and a fat figure in a McDonald's uniform appeared in front of his eyes, and he murmured, Harry? Wang Yang asked anxiously after Walley Pfister put down his phone : Ware, who is that?

Walley Pfister shrugged his shoulders. He didn't understand why Wang Yang asked this question, but he had nothing to say, and said truthfully: A fat man, he doesn't know where he got my information, probably on the Internet? Then he Came here once, and then called me every day, in fact, I have a friend who is also pestered by him. He spread his hands with a smile on his face: He said he hoped to be my photography assistant, but you saw, I haven't had a single customer all morning, and the store is almost unsustainable, how can I hire an assistant?

Is his name Harry George? Wang Yang continued to ask, seeing that Walley Pfister was a little puzzled, he explained: Warey, that fat man may be a friend I haven't seen for a long time. After he got the Lions Gate When the company contracted, he called Harry George, but the fat man not only didn't bless him, but even cursed; then he quit his part-time job at McDonald's, and never saw the fat man again, and contacted him again.

Walley Pfister thought about it seriously, then shook his head and said: I don't really remember, but I have his business card, I'll look for it. He walked to a desk in the distance, and searched for it He got up, and after a while, he shouted: I found it, it is indeed Harry George. He handed the business card to Wang Yang who was following behind, and said with a smile: It seems that he is really your friend.

Wang Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he took a look at the business card, only to see that on this rough-printed business card, there were two large lines of Photographer, Harry George, as well as a contact number, home address, and a job behind it. Location, to undertake various photography business... Wang Yang looked at this business card, grinned slowly at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly laughed, laughing happily: This guy, this guy... He looked at Wa Ray Pfister quickly asked: Ware, do you think he is capable of acting as a camera assistant for a movie? Or chores?

He has his own understanding of photography, and he knows some professional things. Vale Pfister praised a few words, then shook his head and said: But he said that he has never operated a camera, and it is all on paper, so I don't think he Will have the ability to hold the camera independently; but the chores of lifting and lifting should be no problem.

Thank you! Wang Yang clenched his fists and said happily, I have to go, Vale, you should contact Sandy about the contract. He flicked the business card in his hand and said with a smile: I have to go see this old friend, goodbye!

Walley Pfister nodded in understanding, and jokingly said: Tell that fat man for me, if he wants to be my assistant, he will start to lose weight.

I will! Wang Yang picked up his briefcase with a smile, and walked outside quickly.

According to the work location written on the back of the business card, Wang Yang drove to Hollywood Boulevard, parked the car, and walked towards Harry George's work place the street opposite the main entrance of the Chinese Theater. He didn't call Harry George, he even I don't know if the fat man is at the working place at this time, but he just drove over.

At this time, the sun was very strong in the afternoon, and there were no celebrations on the street, so there were not many tourists on Hollywood Boulevard. The Chinese Theater on the opposite street could be seen from a distance, Wang Yang walked a little further, and saw a familiar fat figure not far away, it was Harry George.

The fat man was wearing a wide striped T-shirt, a white peaked cap, and a Polaroid instant camera around his neck. He was sweating profusely, pestering passing tourists and selling his business. But everyone shook their heads and waved their hands and rejected him. Who doesn't have a camera when traveling now?

Wang Yang walked over slowly, and he could see clearly when he was close. Harry George lost weight a few times, his complexion was tanned, and his beard was cleanly cut before, but his eyes were brighter than ever. Wang Yang walked behind the fat man and said with a smile, Hey, I want one!

Oh, okay! I'll take a picture for you right away! Harry George turned around excitedly, and picked up the Polaroid camera around his neck with both hands, but when he saw that it was Wang Yang, he was stunned for a while: Yang? He was panting heavily, sweat was dripping down from his forehead, and his chubby face looked like it had just been fished out of the water.

Wang Yang stood in his position, turned his back to the Chinese theater, and said seriously: Give me one, photographer!

OK! Harry looked silent, pointed the camera at Wang Yang, pressed it, and the camera spit out a hard film. Harry pulled out the film, handed it to Wang Yang and said, It's done! .”

I'm not going to pay anymore. Wang Yang smiled, took the photo and looked at it, it was a good shot. He looked at the sweating Harry George, and although he had already guessed the reason, he asked, Harry, why are you here? Don't work at McDonald's?

McDonald's? Harry George seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and suddenly burst out laughing, his faces crowded together: Of course, don't do it! Let McDonald's die! His laughter made passers-by look sideways, but The fat man didn't care, he continued to laugh, and said, Thank you, Jan, you're right! I'm so happy now, I'm doing what I like to do, every time I take a picture of someone else, You will be a thousand times happier than selling a hamburger, no, no, ten thousand times! No, no, one hundred thousand times... He became louder and louder, roaring: One million times, ten million times , 100 million times!

Looking at Harry George who was panting heavily, Wang Yang stepped forward and punched the fat man on the shoulder, and said with a smile, Dude, it's a billion times!

You're right, it's a billion times! Harry George roared again, his whole body relaxed, he smiled foolishly, and said to himself, It's a billion times...wow, a billion times! He looked at Wang Yang, smiled shyly and proudly, Yang, my dream has come back to life.

Harry, it has never died. Wang Yang felt very happy in his heart. He thought of the fat man's resentment at McDonald's, and seeing how energetic the fat man is now, could he not be happy as a friend? He pointed to the parking lot at the back, and smiled at Harry: Come with me, I'll take you to a place.