Liu Jianmin, a native of Beijing, at the age of 40, the TV series "Flame" that he directed independently for the first time triggered a frenzy of ratings, and then it went smoothly. Appearing in the public eye seems to have disappeared.

Outsiders don't know why Liu Jianmin didn't take the film, but Wang Zhi was very clear.

Liu Jianmin is a person who cherishes feathers very much. He would rather stay at home than accept bad movies. In recent years, the wind direction of the entire entertainment industry has been a little bit crooked. Liu Jianmin has become a cat with many other real old artists. for net.

When Wang Zhi led Zhou Bubu to Liu Jianmin's house, Liu Dao was in the kitchen holding a cookbook and reciting:

"200 grams of flour"

"Two eggs"

"Douban Sauce 100g"

"A little fragrant leaves, a little pepper, a little sesame oil..."

It sounds like a recipe for egg pancakes in the front, but the more I listen to it later, the more wrong it is. Is it edible? The fat brother really wanted to lean over and take a look at the magical cookbook in Liu Jianmin's hand.

Maybe Liu Jianmin also felt something was wrong, he pushed his glasses to take a closer look, and exclaimed, "Who tore half the page of the egg pancake!"

A woman in her fifties helped Wang Zhizhi to open the door. After hearing the movement in the kitchen, she said speechlessly, "I tore off the foot of the table! What recipe are you looking for when you spread an egg pancake!"

Liu Jianmin raised his head and was about to refute when he saw Wang in the room. He wiped his hands and took off his glasses before leaving the kitchen.

"Director Wang is going to the Three Treasures Hall without incident!"

"You just pouted with a whetstone in the kitchen, didn't you, look at your damage!"

It seems that the two have a very good relationship in private, and they can make any jokes.

Liu Jianmin glanced at Zhou Bubuo, looked at Wang Zhizhi and asked, "Who is this?"

"Leave him alone, help me see this."

After speaking, he took out a kraft paper document bag from his bag and handed it to Liu Jianmin.

"Book?"

Get started and weigh Liu Jianmin to know what's inside.

Wang Zhi just raised his chin and motioned for him to open it himself.

Liu Jianmin grinned, untied the thread tied to the cowhide bag, took out a stack of scripts, and turned his eyes to look at it: "Bright sword?"

"On July 7, 1937, the RB army launched a brazen attack on the Huaxia garrison at Lugou Bridge in Peiping, and the 29th Army of the Huaxia National Revolutionary Army fought back. As a result, the Chinese anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians began to resist the RB aggression for eight years. war of the people.”

Liu Jianmin's casual expression disappeared, he put on a serious and solemn expression, put on his glasses, and read word by word.

After reading two pages and wanting to continue to scroll down, he pressed the script with one hand. Liu Jianmin frowned and was about to go into a rage. When he raised his head and saw Wang Zhi's teasing face, he remembered that he was not in the group.

Liu Jianmin reluctantly closed the script, took off his glasses and heard Wang Zhi ask, "What do you think of this script? Do you want to consider going out?"

"Do I know this screenwriter, where is the copyright, your Galaxy?"

Liu Jianmin did not answer directly.

"Let me introduce you to this one, Zhou is not, he is both the screenwriter of Liangjian and the investor of this drama!"

Wang Zhi did not answer directly, but pulled out the fat brother and introduced it to Liu Jianmin.

Liu Jianmin looked in disbelief, looked at Zhou Bubu, who was too young, and looked at Wang Zhizhi to confirm, "Are you serious?"

Otherwise, Zhou proposed to invest 30 million yuan and not interfere with the filming. The premise is that he should not modify the script without authorization, and let him follow the team. Director Liu Jianmin will direct "Bright Sword". Liu Jianmin agreed in a hurry. similar.

"Director Liu, I have another request for actors."

Full of joy, Liu Jianmin, who was about to read the script, immediately closed the script again, squinting slightly at Zhou, as long as Zhou proposed to add the actors to the group, even if Liu Jianmin liked this film, he would not make it!

"This is a film that pays tribute to the martyrs. I hope that Director Liu will be more careful in the selection of actors, and not choose some inexplicable little fresh meat and traffic stars."

Zhou Beiruo looked at Director Liu and said seriously.

Liu Jianmin's slightly sharp eyes softened at once, and he nodded as if relieved and moved. He didn't talk about anything, Liu Jianmin only said one sentence, you can look at it.

After going around and finally catching up with the flight back to Pengcheng, Wang Zhi looked tired as if talking to himself: "We are getting old, it's your turn to come on stage next, I will watch you go straight, don't Crooked, don't fall!"

After speaking, he closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair to stop talking.

"Uncle Wang, thank you."

The corner of Wang Zhi's mouth seemed to evoke a slight smile.

The entertainment industry recently reported that Liu Jianmin was going to reappear in the arena. Artists who had a little confidence in their acting skills began to riot, because they knew that Liu Jianmin was extremely disgusted with artists who depended on their faces to eat.

Regardless of whether they have cooperated with Liu Jianmin before, these people are like hungry sharks who smell blood. They want to know if it is true, but Liu Jianmin is one of the few free people in the circle. These people want to leave No high-level routes have to be taken.

Fat brother didn't wait for the news that Liu Jianmin was preparing to shoot, but he waited for his call for help.

"Otherwise, I read Liangjian's script several times and found a fatal problem!"

"Director Liu, say it!"

"Do you know anyone from the army? I guess many scenes in the script require the assistance of the army. If you change it, it won't have that flavor."

The two chatted on the phone for a while before hanging up. The fat brother sat on the sofa and started to feel depressed.

Why don't I know the troops, I have seen several generals, but the key is that they don't understand me!

Liu Jianmin also asked the military for assistance when filming this type of TV before, but it was all a small fight. This time the army had at least 10,000 people, so Liu Jianmin was a little bit blind, and his relationship was all over the place.

Hao Lai had to give it a try. The fat brother pondered for a while, and dug up the phone number of Zhang Yongcheng, the deputy director of the propaganda department of the military sub-district, who was the one who helped him match up and sign the army propaganda agreement before.

I thought that no one answered, but I didn't expect that the phone was connected after just two rings, and a calm male voice came from the other end: "Otherwise, do you have anything to do with me?"

Rao Shizhou is thick-skinned otherwise, and he will feel a little embarrassed at this time.

It may be due to the nature of the soldiers, Zhou Buo briefly explained the matter on the phone, Zhang Yongcheng said nothing, and directly asked him to come to the military sub-district with the script to find him.

Zhou Beirui had just entered the conference room on the front foot, and Zhang Yongcheng came in on the back foot.

"Hello, Chief!"

Zhou Beier hurriedly stood up and said loudly.

"Hehe, don't be so restrained, just call me Uncle Zhang."

Although Zhang Yongcheng is in the army, he also knows a little about things outside, and he likes this young man more and more.

He has the ability, ability, and responsibility. The most important thing is that this young man is in good spirits and full of uprightness. Although he is a little impulsive at times, he is not a young man!

"Hey, good Uncle Zhang!"

Climbing down the pole is Zhou Bubu's housekeeping skill, give him a seam and he can drill a hole for you.

"Uncle Zhang, I want to make a military-themed TV series, but this film may need the support of our troops, so..."

As he spoke, he handed over the script of the bright sword.

Zhang Yongcheng stretched out his hand and pressed on the script, but did not turn it over, but smiled: "There are quite a lot of troops assisting in the filming of military films, but most of them cooperate with provincial film and television units, such as Bayi, other units, 35A hundred people can still win it.”

The implication is that if there is no problem with the script, three or five hundred disciples will still be able to guarantee Zhang Yongcheng's participation in the co-production.

"Uncle Zhang, this movie may be more."

The fat man snorted.

Zhang Yongcheng smiled unabated: "As long as it's not too much, I can try it for you. How many people do you need?"

"At least two or three thousand people, no less than 10,000 people!"

The fat brother gestured with his fingers tremblingly.

"Hi! So much?"

Zhang Yongcheng gasped in surprise.