Rebirth to dominate the film and television industry

Chapter 140

Before Han Xun was complacent for two seconds, Elder Wen over there suddenly realized, "Dongfeng Express? Let me check, the Rocket Army even opened a Weibo."

Han Xun said with a smile: "I haven't even shown the superiority of young people. I'm doing science for you. How can you check things so quickly."

"In the information age, everything is available on the Internet!" Mr. Wen was extremely proud. He used Weibo as a search engine, and found Dongfeng Express in one search.The authentication information is clearly displayed on the page.

Han Xun smiled gently. It is no wonder that Wen Lao, who keeps pace with the times, is deeply loved by the audience.

He said: "Young people now have a high degree of acceptance of military industry and weapons. They like to watch military parades and military movies. As long as the storyline is interesting, they are not as picky as they think."

"If you don't pick anything, you will still have a stereotyped impression of the era of the 65-style military uniform, just like me. When you mention that time, your mind will be full of cultural ge." Wen Heshan laughed heartily, "However, hard core has the benefits of hard core. The film has the meaning of a military film, as long as the book can be made, it can be regarded as fulfilling the wish of our generation."

Even Wen Heshan could not completely deny the era he fought for. He criticized and denounced Wenge, but during the Wenge period, China's military technology developed rapidly, which is inseparable from the selflessness and passion of the people at that time.

Each era has its own characteristics. Since Han Xun wrote it, he must support it with both hands.

Wen Heshan was filled with emotion, as expected, the fighting spirit of the stupid technicians working hard could impress Han Xun, the screenwriter.

He stared at the name on the script, and said leisurely: "Although Gu Yuan, an old liar, doesn't look like a serious soldier to me at all, the people in this script really fit the thoughts you want to express. Perseverance, tenacity , I am full of ambition, and the script is written by Dongfeng, so I simply called it "Jin Ge Tie Ma Xiao Dongfeng", I like the name old man, and those netizens who dare to say lottery to send express on Dongfeng Express's business Weibo must also like it."

Han Xun was relieved to have a professional pick the title of the play.

Xu Simiao is indeed a cultural person, not his love filter.

With the first draft of the script for "Golden Ge Iron Horse Roaring in the Dongfeng", Han Xun was extremely hesitant about who to hand it to.

Zheng Xuesong boasted about him everywhere, which made Han Xun very embarrassed, and couldn't face this serious old director with a calm mind. Moreover, he heard that he was shooting a new movie in the navy, so Han Xun didn't bother him.

Directly contact the Changkong Film and Television Center... Han Xun sighed, this terrible organization, in order to allow him to keep up with the work intensity of the crew, military training, gun training, and sandbags. Daba Mountain?

However, if you want to film the entrepreneurial history of express delivery supervised by the central government, you really can't bypass the central agency.

Han Xun thought over and over again, and contacted Mr. Geng Dong.

He knew a lot of people from Changkong Film and Television, and after thinking about it, he was still an old friend of Mr. Wen who was more approachable.

As a result, as soon as Han Xun called, Mr. Geng laughed.

"Why don't we say that the old man Heshan is a genius? You called me just after he finished talking about your new script with me." Elder Geng was full of energy, "Xiao Han, please send it to me."

The old man who hangs out with Wen Heshan is very proficient in using modern email and Weibo.

He accepted the script, but he didn't reply as fast as Wen Heshan.

About three days later, Qiu Yebin called Han Xun directly.

"Mr. Han, this is a good script, but it's a pity that we can't accept it at Changkong Film and Television." Director Qiu's voice was still serious, "It at least involves the Department of Propaganda, Ministry of National Defense, Chinese Academy of Sciences, Aerospace Science and Technology, etc. If you are willing to submit it to Give it to us, we will be responsible for submitting it, but... we cannot promise you a time for review."

It's just that "Code Name Owl Eagle", which involved military and diplomatic issues, was retrial under the special approval of the red-headed document.

The problems of adaptation and fiction in Han Xun's "Golden Ge Iron Horse Roaring in the East Wind" must be approved by various departments in the script content before the project can be launched.

Hearing the names of various high-level departments, Han Xun understood what it means to write a drama for a while and review the crematorium.

"Okay...thank you, Director Qiu." Han Xun showed a wry smile. The characters in the play are pure and simple, and it's okay to be poor. How come outside the play, he, the screenwriter who wrote the story at that time, has to feel the taste of being poor.

When writing, he did not consider the issue of review.

In the final analysis, this is just an ordinary struggle story that occupies the theme of military industry and spans sensitive years.

Director Qiu suddenly told him that the script needed to go through such a mobilizing review and approval process, and it was difficult for him to adapt to the intricate departmental review.

Director Qiu's praise of "Golden Ge Iron Horse Roaring in the East Wind" could not erase the regret in Han Xun's heart.

According to what he knows about the efficiency of contemporary departments, of course they do more and make more mistakes. If they don't do it, it's good. If they accidentally alarm the Party Central Committee to criticize it as a "nonsensical fabrication", it will be troublesome to think about it.

Director Qiu didn't know much about military industry. His father's generation had a good relationship with military workers, but after their family moved out, the circle of relationship gradually narrowed to the military.

From the perspective of military film and television, he analyzed the possibility of script review with Han Xun, and made a judgment with rich experience-it was a matter of time to modify the script according to the requirements of various departments.

Unfortunately, time is the biggest problem.

Han Xun ended the call with him, and he understood the helplessness of those military workers who were unable to break through the technical problems back then.

He thought that it would be fine for the script to pass the trial in its lifetime.

Fortunately, he wrote the scripts of the 70s and [-]s. Otherwise, when he created it, it was a social trendy drama, and when it started shooting, it became a historical nostalgic drama. What a tragedy.

The military script was handed out, and Han Xun immediately had free time. Apart from filming the documentary with Gai Lurun, he began to change Xu Simiao's desert island double hero.

No matter how busy Xu Simiao is, he will contact Han Xun every now and then.

Ever since he knew that the name of the script he chose was approved by Wen Heshan, Mr. Xu became proud and wanted to name the deserted island that he was based on.

""Escape from Biochemical Island", "Nine Deaths, Two Lives", "The Last Man"."

The naming level of this script is far behind Dongfeng's script.

Holding the mobile phone, Han Xun tapped Xu Simiao's shocking idea, and asked with a frown, "The other two seem to be the same thing. What is the last man?"

"Don't scold people, it's nothing. The last man is me. It's me who you describe as handsome and handsome in a forty-word sentence."

Han Xun said very shamelessly: "It's better to call it "Who Is Undercover"."

"How can it be done? It can't reflect the crisis of the situation and my brilliance and martial arts at all, or I can accept "Shuang Heroes"."

Xu Simiao's idea is easy to understand, it should be handsome, mysterious, and highlight the deep affection of the two male protagonists.

But Han Xun was writing a thriller and suspense script for the first time, and he always wanted to make a big news on the title of the play.

He thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Otherwise... I will choose a very common title that represents a mysterious realm that cannot be peeked into, and it is in pairs. The audience will think it is very powerful and easy to remember."

Xu Simiao heard, "Is there such a title?"

"Yes, 404."

Xu Simiao was stunned for a long time, and finally said: "...It's really a good couple."

So, Han Xun happily typed and typed 404 into the file.

The thriller script, which has forty words to describe the male protagonist's handsome appearance, finally has its own name.

Xu Simiao thought for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Can I call 440?"

"Why?" Han Xun didn't know what kind of whimsy Master Xu had, 404 is a fixed match, and 440 is a mysterious code.

"It's inappropriate for us two unparalleled Mr. 4 to have a villain, Miss 0, in between."

Originally intending to listen carefully to Xueba's interpretation of 440 Han Xun, he suddenly felt that he was thinking too much.

"I think it's appropriate." Han Xun ruthlessly eradicated Xu Simiao's delusion, "If you continue to diverge your thinking, you will have to join my fans on Weibo."

Those Han scholars with big brains will not let go of even the stick figures. Maybe once the movie "404" is released, they will really study the pairing relationship between numbers like Xu Simiao.

A bit scary, Han Xun refused.

Speaking of Han scholars, Xu Simiao sighed, "Mr. Han, I haven't updated Weibo for so long, and your fans are still scolding me for giving up."

"Mr. Xu, if you finish your work early, I will help you to rectify your name."

Xu Simiao smiled triumphantly, "Should I write a script to rectify my name, or send a group photo to rectify my name?"

"Choose whichever you like."

Normally, Xu Simiao would definitely want them all.

However, not only did he not express his opinion, but he also asked with a smile on the phone: "Han Xun, would you like to attend the annual meeting of Ross Investment this year?"

In the past, it was Han Xun's duty to accompany Xu Simiao to various banquets and dinners.

Until Alpha Films went bankrupt and was acquired, Han Xun devoted himself to the script. Xu Simiao no longer asked him to participate in these tedious matters, and often sent Rex or Ross investment managers to attend.

After all, as the person in charge of Ross Investment, Xu Simiao himself did not meet last year, let alone consider the matter of his male partner.

Now, Xu Simiao asked solemnly, and Han Xun felt something.

"Will the Xu family be completely resolved by the end of the year?"

"It should be said that I hope to get rid of them before the end of the year, and then we will have a good year." Xu Simiao paused, and added, "Mom may come back."

Emma rarely mentioned her domestic affairs, but Han Xun could feel from Xu Simiao's actions that he did not want Emma to return to China.

Since Xu Simiao invited, Han Xun would definitely agree.

He said: "Participate, just participate. Anyway, don't let me go up to speak. I just want to be a vase. But, am I Daniel Rose's male partner, or Xu Simiao's male partner?"

A chuckle came from the other side of the phone, and Xu Simiao said wantonly, "You are my male companion."

Regardless of Daniel Rose, or Xu Simiao.

just mine.

The two people who have been with each other for a long time, separated by thousands of kilometers, can still be sweet through the phone.

Han Xun follows the film crew in and out of the security-tightened area every day, and has no complaints about the hard work of filming the documentary.

Even if "Golden Ge Tie Ma Xiao Dongfeng" was handed out, when he heard the researchers discuss interesting developments, he would involuntarily revise the script.

After listening to the hard work of the older generation and the chatter of the younger generation, Han Xun was even more touched.

People from two completely different eras have the same level of enthusiasm for military projects, but most of the young people have been impacted by the ideas of the new era, and their personalities are more lively. Talking about Dongfeng missiles can be extended from Rocket Army Weibo to express delivery emoticons in an instant. A series of four-frame comics are stored in the mobile phone, which can be opened at any time to give Han Xunchang knowledge.

Han Xun still underestimated the enthusiasm of the young people in the new era. These researchers in the research institute, like the crowd who don't know the truth, like to play the game of going to the earth's core and stopping immediately.

Gai Lu had a clear mind, went around and collected countless shooting images, and finally entered the post-editing stage.

He excitedly invited Han Xun to participate in the post-production work of the documentary, but Han Xun refused and chose to quit.

"No, I'm going home." Han Xun received the call early in the morning, smiling brightly, "My family members are here to pick me up."

Mr. Xu came to pick him up in person, and Han Xun was so happy that he even walked lightly.

Although he stared at the outside world and broke the news every day, and didn't see the news about the Xu family's face, Xu Simiao posted the address of the commercial building next door, saying that he was going to pick him up. .

"I'm here, where's your car?"

Xu Simiao laughed abominably, "Come up directly to the roof."

Han Xun walked into the elevator of the building, looked up at the sign on the 100th floor on the top of the building, and it was——

Helicopter.

Seeing Han Xun, Xu Simiao went up and hugged his waist, and said excitedly and affectionately: "Xu Guochang will be published in the newspaper tomorrow, I will take you home and enjoy it together."

However, Han Xun frowned and said, "Speak louder, I can't hear you!"

So he doesn't like helicopters, and he is deaf after sitting too much.

Deafness belongs to deafness, short-distance high-speed transportation, helicopters are much better than cars.

Back at the villa, Xu Simiao was finally able to tell Han Xun about his great plan.

Xu Guochang squatted in prison first, let the Xu family and the Jiang family fight each other, maybe he would be guilty and meritorious to throw out the decisive evidence of what the Jiang family did, but Xu Simiao was happy and relaxed.

He said: "Xu Guochang was so miserable that he didn't dare to bite the Jiang family. Now he is in the cell and is staying in the safest place in the country. If he still wants to keep the Jiang family, I respect him for his gratitude and wish him the best of luck." He will spend the rest of his life in prison."

His hatred for his biological father was far beyond Han Xun's imagination.

Han Xun didn't know whether he should follow his words to make people happy, or keep silent and not participate in this kind of grievances between wealthy families.

Xu Simiao showed off his great achievements, but Han Xun didn't say a word, just looked at him quietly, so that Xu Simiao's eyes became complicated.

He put his arm around Han Xun's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Do you think I'm too much?"

"No." Han Xun shook his head. "My memory of my father is warm. I may not be able to understand your feelings, but I hope you are happy. If you are sad, just say it. I will bear it with you."

Not everyone can bear the pressure of killing relatives righteously, but Xu Simiao's pressure is not simply because of Xu Guochang's imprisonment.

The gentler Han Xun's tone was, the more guilty Xu Simiao felt.

He went deep into the incident of Xu Guochang abandoning his wife and son, and the evidence and clues he found made him hesitate, and he was a little afraid to tell the truth of the year.

Those clear amber eyes concealed deep sorrow, and after struggling in his heart for a long time, he finally sighed heavily.

"sorry."

Han Xun blinked in surprise, not understanding why Xu Simiao suddenly apologized.

But Xu Simiao reached out and hugged him, gently stroked his back, and whispered in his ear: "Han Xun, I have no qualifications, but I still want to replace those damn bastards, and say sorry to you... Uncle's death, It has something to do with Xu Guochang and Jiang Enwei, it was Xu Guochang who encouraged Han Baijiang to push everything on his uncle."

He spoke the truth with difficulty, and the person in his arms choked and trembled, even breathing lightly.

Xu Simiao was terrified. His biological father had indirectly killed Han Shining. It seemed that he should be hostile by Han Xun and draw a line between him and his enemy's son.

With this thought, Xu Simiao hugged Han Xun even tighter, "I won't let Xu Guochang live in prison, he will never get out of it in his life, you can hate him and hate him, but...don't hate me .”

After hearing the truth, Han Xun lost his mind for a moment and quickly pieced together the complicated situation back then.

The anger in his heart hadn't burned yet, Xu Simiao prayed in a low voice to clear his mind.

"Are you stupid?" Han Xun rubbed Xu Simiao's neck lightly, and couldn't help but smile slightly, diluting his sadness, "What he did has nothing to do with you."

Xu Simiao sighed, "I have never dared to tell you, just because I was afraid that you would not want me. Xunxun, you can't let me know because you are angry, or—"

"I will lock you up on the island to force love, and you will never leave me in your life."

Han Xun: ...

The originally romantic and warm atmosphere where the cuties comforted each other's wounds suddenly took a turn for the worse and became very Xu Simiao.

Han Xun had high expectations for Xu Simiao. This kind of forced love talk is simply a criminal declaration by the reactionary forces. After a little thought, it is a sadomasochistic love affair.

He jumped out of Xu Simiao's arms, and helplessly despised Xu Simiao's vulgar thoughts, "I'm not so unreasonable, and don't always think about these illegal things in your mind. I am a serious screenwriter and write every day Healthy and optimistic positive energy theme, you who are in the family, where did you learn these messy things!"

"Good Korean game." Xu Simiao grinned and showed white teeth, "I promise to stick to your guiding ideology in the future and persist in fighting against lawlessness and discipline."

Han Xun can't control Mr. Xu's mind anymore.

He curled his lips and asked, "Since Xu Guochang instigated...then, was my father killed by Han Baijiang?"

"I haven't found any direct evidence for the time being." Xu Simiao said, "The villa caught fire back then, and there was no surveillance video, and no physical evidence. But according to Xu Guochang, uncle couldn't have committed suicide."

He rolled his eyes and kissed Han Xun's forehead lightly, "I will let Han Baijiang tell the truth."

Whether Han Baijiang tells the truth or not is of no practical significance to Han Xun.

His hatred for Han Baijiang reached the extreme, but one cannot be resurrected after death.

People like Han Baijiang should live in prison, not die easily, and go to see his father without illness or pain.

Han Xun is not an atheist, he believes in reincarnation and retribution, and even the story of the script has the idea that evil will be rewarded with evil.

Changing to the thriller and suspense script, he struck even harder. The retribution the expedition suffered on the deserted island was perfectly linked to the crimes they inflicted on the innocent. There seemed to be gods in the dark, full of mysterious and terrifying colors.

The news of Xu Guochang's imprisonment caused quite a stir on the Internet.

After all, it was the headlines on the front page, and even those who only ate entertainment melons would pay some attention to the former and former co-chairmen of the traffic stars.

The people who have always insisted on the front line of melon fields will not only eat new melons, but also turn over old melons.

The Xu family's continuous problems, coupled with the miserable second young master of the Xu family in the news, made people full of imagination, and launched an exciting and exciting detective career.

"I declare that if there is no news of Xu Simiao within a week, he will be the big boss behind the scenes!"

"The whole Xu family went bankrupt and paralyzed. Xu Simiao must be at the lucky sss level to escape quietly."

"I'm super curious now if Xu Simiao and Daniel have reached an agreement. Judging from the gossip news, it seems that Daniel and Mr. Han...are not in love at all!"

Accustomed to Xu Simiao's daily routine of showing off his wife, Gua Min was very dissatisfied with the quiet Daniel Rose.

Although there are news, there are only a few in total, and there are not many insider uncles, which makes the gossip people feel lonely and hopeless. I can't wait for Xu Simiao to suddenly update his blog and announce his reunion with Han Xun.

After the shocking headlines of Xu Guochang's imprisonment, the super 50 billion scumbag gradually has the intention of washing his hands. Friends of Guamin hold their big faces wishful thinking, and are always ready to receive unexpected explosive news.

However, no.

Xu Simiao's Weibo is quiet, and the photos of Han Xun rowing and rock climbing are still posted.

Han Xun's Weibo posted a few pictures every now and then, either models or toys, and even the text was omitted. It all depended on the wisdom of Han scholars to use the wisdom of cosmic associations to help the lazy teacher Han to see the pictures and talk.

Today is another day of looking at pictures and talking.

Mr. Han released a new photo of a sunny sea wave hot air balloon, a huge hot air balloon with bright colors. With his looking up, he showed the audience the exquisite internal structure of the new hot air balloon.

"I was catching up with my homework on a sunny weekend, and Teacher Han was whining in a hot air balloon on a sunny weekend."

"That's great, hot air balloons are such a romantic way of travel, Mr. Han must not be sitting alone!"

"The show of love is a real hammer, who dares to say that Daniel and Mr. Han are not in love, my second battalion commander is an Italian cannon!"

Everyone looked at the pictures and talked harmoniously, praising that romantic love needs hot air balloons.

However, Han Xun, who was staring at the beach on the hot air balloon, kept urging the operator Xu, "It's okay, that's all."

"Wait." Xu Simiao took the phone and commanded remotely, "Drive my aircraft carrier Hanxun to the middle, move forward a little bit, move forward, ok! Keep this position, keep it for me."

"Okay." Satisfied, Xu Simiao gave an order, "Let's shoot, Teacher Han."

Mr. Xu strives for perfection, Han Xun takes pictures with the sea breeze blowing, and posts new Weibo casually, unable to understand the romance of men.

It is necessary to do this in advance to preheat the film, even without a director, just a wave of decryption games?

Teacher Han today is very diligent in updating Weibo.

After the hot air balloon secretly showed love, the audience has released the long-awaited spoiler of the new script!

In the photo, the three numbers 404 are clearly written on the beach.

The model of the aircraft carrier that has been photographed stands majestically in front of 404, setting off the beach incomparably huge.

Han Xun: The thriller and suspense script has been revised, so stay tuned.

The audience was thrilled, excited, shocked.

Said to write a thriller and suspense, Mr. Han really wrote a thriller and suspense!

——Horror suspense SOS!

——Wake up, that's not SOS, that's 404!

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