Chapter 457 After the War

At four o'clock in the morning, Qu Nan put down the empty energy drink can, breathed a sigh of relief, took out two drops of eye drops.

A complete story is gradually drawn from a blank. This process is full of hardships, but it is also full of equal joy and satisfaction. Every time after having a headache of editing the film, I feel a full sense of accomplishment when I watch it again.

Qu Nan is not good at creating stories, but he likes to stack details in the picture. Like a shy child, he puts his solemn handiwork in a small box and waits for someone to open it.

In this fast food era, this hobby is very thankless, because there are always very few in-depth audiences, and no one is willing to spend a lot of time studying the details and enjoying it, so film and television works that realize this will all be promoted and marketed Focusing on the focus, for them, being able to attract people with various entries and "memes" is success.

Qu Nanman likes He Jiayi, not as a man and woman, but as a soul mate at work.

What he lacks happens to be He Jiayi's advantage. This girl wearing light gray frames is lively and straightforward, with sharp words and opinions. She can fully support the theme and connotation of a film, but she is also very careful. Able to take into account the tenderness in the work.

At that time, "The Wrong" directed by Fang Youwen was produced by her. In Qu Nan's eyes, that film was really, really excellent ("The Furnace" is already an exclusive film, and we humans cannot compare with gods. He thought to himself), and it was his ideal. The height you aspire to reach.

Alas, Lao Fang is still strong.

He is still exploring, but Fang Youwen has already done it.

Qu Nan sighed, feeling a little happy in his heart. After all, everyone was a student who had been tutored by Teacher Qin. Now he received more systematic and comprehensive guidance, and the class time was longer. He was so fascinated that the teacher secretly teased him. The feeling is quite dark and refreshing.

"Ahem, don't be proud, don't be proud..." Qu Nan muttered to himself, "I haven't seen how well you have absorbed the things I taught you, and you can't draw inferences from one example. How can you take the master's advice as a sense of superiority? .”

He always "depreciates" himself habitually, and therefore has a gentle temper. He knows how little power a person has, so he pays more attention to interpersonal relationships and maintains a rare humility at all times.

There was a sound of opening the door outside the shed, and Qu Nan quickly looked up.

He was a little confused, because the staff were all there, and there was usually only one actor who came to do makeup so early, but... the footsteps coming at this time were too heavy.

Not as heavy as Qin Jue.

It was her who came, wearing thin long-sleeved trousers. Most of her right arm was covered in mud, which spread all the way to the height of her shoulders. Looking further down, she could see that her hands were covered with soil and velvet, and the back of her hands was covered with mud. and knuckles were covered with small wounds, and blood was oozing from between the nails.

"Teacher Qin?!" Qu Nan was startled and almost turned over the folding table when he stood up.

He rushed over: "Uh, you, did you fall...?"

Qin Jue looked at him calmly and even smiled.

"Oh, it's okay." She said, passing by Qu Nan and walking towards the dressing room, "I learned from Lin Daiyu."

"...?"

Qu Nan froze on the spot.

There was a row of faucets outside the dressing room. Qin Jue found the one in the corner and washed away the dust on the outside of the combat uniform.

There was really no time to go back and take a shower. At this time, I could only mess around with the appearance simulation of the combat uniform.

After all, she couldn't shovel dirt with a shovel, could she?

Qin Jue thought and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

She bent down to wash her hair and asked Qu Nan for a towel to wipe it with. After finishing everything, she walked into the dressing room. This time she came too early. Gu Wensong hadn't even arrived yet. There were only a few people lying in there. They were the assistants of the costume designer and the program components. They wanted to change the clothes but had to change them very late. .

Qin Jue walked past them lightly, took out two public wipes on the table, adjusted the combat uniform back to his usual vest and shorts style in the fitting room, and cleaned it again.

It's not good for her to do her own thing and soil the costume.

At five o'clock in the morning, Gu Wensong came over yawning. As soon as he walked in, he saw several people in charge of clothing looking at each other. Some of them had the same sleepiness on their faces, while others were already awake, with complicated expressions.

"What..." As soon as Gu Wensong uttered a half-syllable, the costumer said "hush" and pointed in the other direction with a small movement.

He looked around and saw Qin Jue, who had put on most of his costume, lying in front of the dressing table. His hair, which had grown quite a bit, was slightly wet, and he had a notebook with wrinkled edges in his hand, pressed against the open On the script.

That is a tired figure.

…

"Are you sure it's okay?" Gu Wensong emphasized again while putting on makeup.

"Something happened, but it's still within the bearable range." Qin Jue's eyes were still on the script, and his tone was very natural.

She is very good at continuing to squeeze her limits even after not sleeping for days and nights. She didn't really fall into deep sleep just now. She woke up when one of the people in the dressing room moved, but she still kept her position and closed her eyes. repose.

Gu Wensong silently changed his brush, glanced at the section of the script that Qin Juezheng was looking at, and said after a while: "It's so bloody."

Then he added: "It's very life-like."

Qin Jue laughed out loud, read two lines, and sighed to himself: "Yes."

"You obviously have enough capital and strength to live a good life without worries every day, but you have to torture yourself and get trapped in the moral and emotional bottom line." Gu Wensong said of Qin Guiyan, "It's too much of a life."

Qin Jue sighed again and smiled at the person in the mirror: "Isn't this just life?"

"Yes." Gu Wensong sighed.

Qin Jue just smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Ming rushed back around noon. He just followed Qin Jue's order and waited somewhere in Shanghai to meet up with a group of powerful-looking people and point them in the direction. He didn't know much about the whole thing until early this morning. It was only one or two o'clock that I received the news from Qin Jue. After returning here from Shanghai, I didn't even have time to take a sip of water before I rode an electric donkey to the location.

Hey, speaking of which, why is the village chief’s house empty?

"Oh, they are not at home anymore?" Qin Jue suddenly said with his eyes closed.

Zhang Ming, who was muttering to himself, was startled. He honestly told him about seeing the door of the village chief's house locked when he passed by, and then said helplessly: "Brother, are you really resting? Why don't you take a nap?" Bar?"

Qin Jue still had his eyes closed: "Asleep."

Get some sleep!

Zhang Ming misses Qiao Yu very much now, not because of how beautiful she is or how nice her voice is, but mainly because Sister Qiao Qiao can control her boss...

"Is there anything else going on in the village?" Qin Jue asked again while sleeping.

"..." Zhang Ming was speechless for a moment, then answered honestly, "I don't know, I only glanced at the end of the village when I came here."

"Yeah." Qin Jue responded, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

Moran had told her during the filming break this morning that Qin Yi Technology had collected enough evidence in the cave and reported it to the National Security Bureau through secret channels. The dead scarred Feng and Yaozi, as well as the still alive Qiu Both Ling and Deng Shushan were sent to the city.

According to Qin Jue's intention and the details of Liu Liang's injuries she provided, there was no big fanfare in issuing medals of honor to former ranger Wang Bo and current ranger Liu Liang, but their names were recorded in detail in the file. , living relatives will enjoy the state's condolences and subsidies silently and invisibly, and difficulties in all aspects of life will be reduced in the future, such as faster registration for medical treatment, no need to wait in line for medicine unless under special circumstances, etc.

As for Qiu Ling, as a technician who actually operates bear bile extraction, she has more information than thugs and smugglers like Scarhead Feng and Yaozi. As for how many bears were dug up and sold on the black market, Intelligence, and based on this clue, several smuggling routes were uncovered. Those are all the business of the National Security Bureau.

For the sake of Qin Yi's contribution to science and technology and his own reputation, no one investigated why the kite's throat bone was broken or why Scar Tou Feng had multiple fractures and internal bleeding.

Asking means suffering retribution. It was the loyal and brave eagle that summoned the divine punishment.

A few minutes later, Qu Nan's voice came, and Qin Jue opened his eyes.

She also had a scene with extras in the morning, which was about Qin Guiyan's daily chat with his friends.

Qin Guiyan was a man who wandered around the world, and one of the reasons why he was very popular was that he liked to help others, and he attributed it to "nothing happens anyway, just looking for fun", so friends all knew that he was not grateful for his kindness. While helplessly laughing and sighing, I also admired him from the bottom of my heart.

He is highly skilled in martial arts, has noble morals, has friends all over the world, and is often attracted by beautiful women.

It can be said to be a very refreshing article.

"It's quite cool." Qin Jue said while standing on the edge of the performance area after taking these photos.

"Really!" Screenwriter Wang Kaiyue raised his eyebrows. He was not bragging, he was really good at writing exciting articles!

"What I'm talking about is doing good deeds without leaving a name." Qin Jue said slowly, "It's quite refreshing."

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