Let me think about it

Chapter 42 41.40.39.38.37.

Vigilance, as the name suggests, means guarding and guarding against.The red alert is the highest level of alert. Whenever the dark red light of the police hall is on, it means that another police officer has died.

The movie "Red Alert" tells the story of Xiao Wang, an idiot who graduated from the police academy. After many battles and inner struggles, he finally strengthened his heart and contributed to the eradication of the largest local gangster. It is a passionate growth story.

This is Zheng Feng's second film. What he needs to do now is to continuously improve his box office appeal. As long as the classic police and gangster films are not made too badly, there will always be such a group of audiences.

The filming location of "Red Alert" was not far from City Z. Li Yuan thought about it and said that he could drive him there, which would only take four or five hours by car.

"I will stay there for a few days." Li Yuan said so.

"Is it really okay?" Before leaving, Zheng Feng deliberately confirmed with him again: "You just resumed your position now, are you really not too busy?"

"No." Li Yuan put the last piece of luggage in the trunk, and said calmly, "Even if something happens, Shang Lu and Xu Zichen can handle it."

"You are really more and more able to squeeze employees..."

Li Yuan glanced at him: "Why, do you think this is bad?"

"No no." He has never been to other cities with Li Yuan. Although it is for work, it can be regarded as a semi-self-driving tour.

He gave Li Yuan a thumbs up: "I think this kind of behavior is very good, we should have done it a long time ago."

Xu Zichen and Shang Lu who were far away in the center of the city suddenly sneezed heavily.

They stopped by a convenience store before officially hitting the road.

"This." Zheng Feng pointed to a beautifully packaged bag, and his intuition told him that it must be delicious, and vitamin C was specially added.

"But it says children's drinks." Li Yuan picked it up and took a look.

"?so what…"

"Zheng Feng." Li Yuan's voice paused: "We are not children."

Zheng Feng's eyes immediately drooped, and he said with a stuffy heart: "But I want to drink..."

"..." Li Yuan took out a black card from his pocket.

Zheng Feng didn't answer.

"What?" Li Yuan looked at him.

"I'm a star." Zheng Feng was very worried: "What if I was recognized and bought children's drinks? Where will I save my face?"

Zheng Feng said he was about to put the things back, but Li Yuan had no choice but to pick them up again.

"…I go."

Zheng Feng immediately smiled.

The morning sun was very bright and golden, shining warmly on the red maple leaves. They deliberately did not take the expressway, because they were not in a hurry. Zheng Feng opened the car window on the road, enjoying the rare moment in the rush of autumn time.

On the way, they passed a large field of dandelion and wheat. The flowers swayed gently in the breeze. They were soft and beautiful, as if they would break if held gently by hand.

Zheng Feng and Li Yuan parked the car there, took out the lunch they bought at the convenience store, and the two of them sat down along a small river. There were many vehicles coming and going, and there were many young girls passing by on field trips. Pointing at Zheng Feng from a distance, he exclaimed in a low voice.

Zheng Feng took out the script from the bag, and read it while eating. The script was very exciting. These days, he had read it as a story by heart, but there were some small details that made him feel strange.

"For example this." Zheng Feng turned his head and pointed to one of them for Li Yuan to see: "This is Xiao Wang's first mission. When he ran into this gang fight, a policeman with him was shot and died. Wept bitterly at the farewell ceremony for his body."

"Don't you think this kind of emotion is a bit abrupt? Even as a comrade-in-arms, Xiao Wang and this policeman had no other intersections before, not to mention that this was a big step in his inner turning point. Since then, Xiao Wang has been determined to destroy This gang, but all this because of the death of a stranger? It’s too unconvincing, and it’s hard to resonate with moviegoers.”

Li Yuan didn't read the script, but was only listening to Zheng Feng's speech. He thought for a while and said, "It makes sense."

"Right, right." After being affirmed, Zheng Feng became more confident.

"Then how do you think it should be changed?" Li Yuan asked back.

Zheng Feng thought about it a long time ago, "I think all the previous plots need to be changed. Let the policeman's death be Xiao Wang's first close contact with the cruelty of the gangsters. At this time, he can show some panic and confusion. He wants to retreat, but doesn't he always have his tutor Huang by his side?"

Instructor Huang is another character in the movie. There are not many roles, but they are all important. He was the one who selected Xiao Wang to join the police station when no one was optimistic about him. He was also the one who brought him to their department. He was ridiculed by his colleagues, but Mr. Huang guided his police career step by step. At the end of the original script, he looked at the grown-up child with relief and smiled kindly.

"Mr. Huang made Xiao Wang persevere, and after that, he can let Mr. Huang die directly. He also died of the gangsters. The death method is exactly the same as that of the last policeman, that is, his death, the kind that almost lost his parents and lost all his support. Pain should be a matter of course for Xiao Wang to learn to grow, and it really strengthens his inner goal."

"Sounds good." Li Yuan said after consideration, he would never hit Zheng Feng in this respect.

"It's a pity that this can only be wishful thinking." Zheng Feng said regretfully, "It's the director who really has the final say."

His thin forehead hair was dry and fluffy, and Li Yuan looked down at him: "I can call someone..."

"Stop." Zheng Feng blocked his mouth, "You have helped me a lot, and it's not like I can't do anything."

"Do you understand what I mean?" He asked seriously, his face under the sun was clean and white. "Understood, just blink."

Unexpectedly, Li Yuan was so obedient, he really blinked twice.

It turns out that giving orders feels so good, Zheng Feng closed his eyes, and murmured: "Well... I have to kiss again."

Then he suddenly felt thrown down on the soft grass. Li Yuan had long arms and legs, and being held in his arms was like falling into a comfortable sofa. The autumn fields exuded the warm fragrance of roasted grass.

"I'll give you a kiss as soon as I said it, get up." Zheng Feng was tickled and said with a smile, "People will find out."

"I didn't do anything..." Li Yuan lightly pecked his earlobe.

Even if the midsummer is over, the warm autumn is still long.

It was already evening when we drove to the destination, the two of them put down their luggage at the hotel, and Li Yuan sent him to the production set first, the production set in the evening was still in a hurry, and the staff were exhausted from the haste.

The person in charge was very enthusiastic when he saw Zheng Feng. After all, his identity was not what it used to be, which made Zheng Feng very embarrassed.

"Where is the director?" Zheng Feng asked.

"Oh, it's under the shade of the tree." The other party pointed at him, "Did you see it?"

Zheng Feng followed the path, carefully walking over with the script.Before that, he had some knowledge about this director. As one of the few female directors who are good at police and gangster films, the delicacy of women adds a stronger emotional impact to her films, so she should be easier to talk to than male directors.

Zheng Feng thought so, and introduced himself politely to the other party. Only when the female director took a closer look did she find that she was more beautiful than the photo, with a kind of vitality unique to young girls.

She asked a few questions, and she responded enthusiastically. Maybe it was because they were about the same age. Zheng Feng saw that they were about the same age, so he tentatively offered her some suggestions for the script.

"You mean, let Teacher Huang die?" The other party was obviously surprised, and forgot to drink the large bucket of Coke in his hand.

"Uh... that..." Zheng Feng was embarrassed, he scratched his head: "This is actually just my personal opinion after reading it, if you think it's not good, please forgive me for being so rash, I'm not a professional screenwriter ..."

"My God, Zheng Feng, I'm so surprised." She looked at him and said, "Very few actors would say that to a director."

Zheng Feng blushed, he is actually that kind of actor, but this time the script is so wonderful, if he finds a little flaw, he will always feel a little awkward if he refuses to say it.

"I think what you said is very reasonable." The director looked back and forth several times. After all, she was at an age that was willing to accept other people's opinions. She shook the Coke bucket in her hand, and the ice cubes made a sound of crackling in it.

"Well, I'm in charge of communicating with the screenwriter." She stood up and patted the dust off her body, "Are you free tonight? Let's have a meal together, and then talk about your other ideas, and I just returned it to you." a wind."

"This..." Zheng Feng hesitated, Li Yuan was still waiting for him in the car, he originally planned to go back today after familiarizing himself with the familiar environment.

"What's the matter? Is it difficult?" The other party noticed it carefully, her eyes were shining.

"No, but can I say hello to my friend first?"

"Okay." She smiled, "I'll say hello to my friends first, and there are a few friends who will drop by for today's dinner."

When Zheng Feng arrived at the restaurant, he realized that the few friends who were passing by the other party should be specifically changed to: there are a few directors who are as awesome as me and will also participate.

Among the many great gods in the industry, Zheng Feng held his breath and did not dare to say a word, honestly holding the shrimp in front of him, wishing that his sense of existence would disappear immediately.

"Zheng Feng." A white-haired old man sitting across from the table got up slightly, picked up a chopstick of coriander beef for him, and said cheerfully: "Eat more."

"Thank you... Thank you..." Zheng Feng hurriedly reached out to take the plate, and he didn't know how to address the other party, which was a bit embarrassing.

"Old Li." The assistant next to him added a little coldly, with an expression that seemed to have animosity against Zheng Feng.

"Xiao Ming." Elder Li glanced at him reproachfully: "I just met Zheng Feng, are you allowed to speak first?"

"Stop talking." The young assistant named Xiao Ming waved his hand. "I was wrong, I'll get out right away."