I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 1 001. Wake Up Winter

2006, January, winter vacation.

Xu Xin felt that he had had a long dream.

In the dream, he, who is a freshman in the directing department of Beijing Film Academy this year, returned to his hometown in Shaanxi after this vacation.

On the day he returned home, everyone had been poor together since childhood, but suddenly coal was discovered under the farmland of his family. The young man who suddenly got rich gave him a chance and bought him a presidential suit in a nightclub. They had fun, but he wanted to grow up in the empty room next door. While walking, I accidentally bumped shoulders with another young man.

After drinking some wine and being young and having trouble keeping my face, you said "What are you looking at" and I said "What are you looking at" at the same time, and the two started fighting.

Then he accidentally hit the other party on the back of the head three or four times with the VERTU phone worth hundreds of thousands given as a "getting off the plane gift"...

As a result, he went to the police station that night, and the child became a permanent vegetative state.

The other party's parents were ordinary people. After the incident, they themselves also stayed in the detention center for more than three months.

Although he was deeply sorry and repentant, at that time he did not realize how much harm his actions had caused to a family.

After leaving school, he relied on his father's wealth and spent a few years in society. Although he was not very brave and aggressive, he was also a prodigal. Finally, after the country nationalized all small coal mines, he was taken over by his father. Dad arranged to work in a state-owned energy company.

I took it for a few more years but found it uninteresting, just as mobile self-media was on the rise.

After several years of being an anchor...anchor? It seems to be the word, right? After being the Shenhao brother in the anchor's mouth for several years, I found it boring and lived a retired life of playing cards and taking baths every day...

This dream is so long, and if there is any regret in the dream, then maybe the only regret is Xu Xin's feelings.

The family is really not short of money. His brother is more sensible than him. He has been exposed to family things since he was very young and took over his father's business. Xu Xin himself was out having fun and drinking every day. Maybe he was punished because he slept with too many women? He had an accurate eye for women, and somehow, he gradually developed a mental mysophobia...

Floating alone until I woke up.

"Tsk..."

Recalling the dream that was so real that it seemed like the real thing, he opened his eyes from the hotel and was in a daze for a while before he was sure...

Oh, it turns out it’s really 2006.

I just had a holiday yesterday and I have to catch a flight this afternoon...

He sat up subconsciously.

The huge presidential suite is empty...

Several roommates from his freshman year in the dormitory were invited by him to a "farewell party" yesterday. They drank and drank. In the end, with a lot of money thrown around, one of them arranged an executive suite and flew away with his girl.

So the question is, where is my own girl?

Looking at the empty room, Xu Xin blinked.

Oh~ I remembered.

Last night it seemed that the girl was kicked away because she thought she was too ugly after taking off her makeup. Get out together with her two friends...

Tsk.

If it were normal, Xu Xin might still think it was nothing.

But for some reason, after finishing this dream, he suddenly felt a little disgusted with the arrogant version of himself in the dream.

Asshole and disgusting.

What are you crazy about?

You're just a kid, your family is a bit rich, and you're so crazy that you don't even know how much favor you have been given.

As for the person who was beaten... luckily it was just a dream.

Thank you very much.

I'm really lucky...

"..."

In a trance, he shook his head with a hangover, and suddenly felt that this was quite boring...

A few people in the dormitory are like licking a dog... Eh? The word is a bit new.

Anyway, it's nothing more than flattering him and enjoying some leftovers from his own food.

It seems that there is no need to contact?

Just like that, Xu Xin suddenly became dazed.

Until I was awakened by a burst of urination.

After thinking about it, he trotted all the way into the bathroom.

And at the moment before closing the door, an idea popped into his mind.

Is it really scientific for the president to design the bathroom so far away from the bed?

…

"Brother Xu, you're awake."

"Well……"

Seeing the lobby manager who was at least 35 years old shouting at each other, Xu Xin suddenly felt a little awkward. After responding, he took his credit card and asked:

"It was a pre-sale last night?"

"Yes."

The lobby manager nodded quickly.

"...Okay, then their fees will be deducted from the pre-sale, and I will check out."

"..."

Xu Xin could tell that the lobby manager was a little stunned.

But he didn't bother to say it right now, he took the card and walked out with a Ferrari car key.

Walking out of the hotel all the way, looking at the extremely flamboyant Ferrari 430, the corner of his mouth twitched again.

Too garish.

dislike.

Just drive it.

After getting into the car, feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar feeling, he watched the co-pilot put on the thongs... He thought to himself, take off your pants in winter? How cold it is.

With a lot of flaws, he pinched and threw it out of the window in disgust, and the car drove away.

…

East of Dengshikou, Shijia Hutong.

As one of the most famous alleys in the capital, it was also home to not only powerful eunuchs, but also extremely wealthy men, not only loyal ministers and good generals, but also famous ladies, talented men and beauties...

But that was once.

Before the Olympic Games, the land price in this place was not expensive, about 50,000 to 61,000 square meters.

The main reason is that the location is good. First of all, it is in the school district of Shijia Primary School, the best elementary school in Yanjing City. One kilometer to the west is the Forbidden City, and one kilometer to the east is Tianmen Square.

Xu Xin's father was thinking about getting his grandchildren to go to a good school in the future. Anyway, he didn't have much money, so he bought a house.

In the dream, this house directly increased to several hundred million...

This house was actually prepared for Xu Xin. Anyway, he goes to school in Yanjing, so he must have a home, right? But in fact, he lived in the hotel almost every day for a month, so it was really not easy to come here.

But now after returning, he entered the main hall of the spacious Sanjin Courtyard. Ignoring the antique furnishings at home, he saw... an unknown laptop placed on the table.

He thought it was heavy, so he bought a few more.

If not for anything else, just play games.

He really spent a lot of money on the game "Zhengtu".

After picking up the computer and charger, he went directly back to the east wing, ignoring the two safes containing cash and gold, and sat in front of the rosewood table.

After opening the WORD document, he lit a cigarette for himself.

After smoking a cigarette, his thoughts were almost sorted out, and he typed a few words on the document:

"Final Assignment - Short Film Planning"

"director……"

With a cigarette butt in between, looking at these two familiar and unfamiliar words...

He became dazed again.

Until the cigarette butt burned his hands, he pulled his thoughts back.

A murmuring voice sounded in the room:

"You have to...change your way of life."

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

Following this sound, two words appeared on the screen:

"Director: Xu Xin"

…

"Dudu~ Hey, I'm Di'er, have you gotten off the plane? Call Xiao Li and I'm going to pick you up. What do you want to eat tonight? Abalone? Dad has made a reservation."

The unique northern Shaanxi dialect came out from the mouth of his old man Xu Daqiang.

And listening to the "da da" collision sound inside, Xu Xin knew that his father must be playing mahjong again.

Is it gambling? definitely.

Fifty thousand yuan a handful.

But for Xu Daqiang, it was just a pastime.

Xu Xin's home was actually quite ordinary a few years ago. Even judging from that dream, his home was almost the most standard microcosm of the group of people who got rich from coal mines.

Obviously, when I was a child, my family had to pay for tuition and fees, so I had to go along the highway to make money by selling bowls of noodles to the trucks that blocked the highway. This is actually not unusual. In the past, large truck drivers ran away, partly because the highways were not yet developed, and partly because they wanted to save money, so they took provincial roads.

Provincial roads are narrow, crowded and prone to traffic jams. Over at Xu Xin's house, a traffic jam would take a day or even two or three days.

The food on the truck driver's truck was easily eaten, after all, car refrigerators were not yet common at that time. Therefore, villagers along the road would push tricycles with pots of boiling water on them and carry buckets of instant noodles to sell bowls of noodles to the driver.

It is a very good source of income to supplement the business.

Of course, if you don't feel embarrassed, you can stand in the middle of the road begging for food with a long bamboo pole that can reach the driver's window of the cart and a cloth bag on it.

If you give me money, let the car pass. If you don't, I'll lie in front of the car. The money comes in faster than selling a bowl of noodles, but you still need to lose face.

In short, Xu Xin's family was not wealthy when he was a child. Not to mention the quality of life... If a man with a dead wife and two boys can support the two boys until they grow up, it's not bad.

Until one day...the village chief called a meeting and told the villagers...coal was discovered in our village. It is the kind of large-cal coal that is particularly resistant to burning. It is always valuable.

In this way, a mother died young, and the father worked hard to get the two sons started, and then suddenly made a king bomb.

And when he has money, Xu Daqiang likes to play cards.

Anyway, there is no need to worry about this day, just start enjoying life.

But don't fight with outsiders.

Just a few uncles and brothers who grew up together with me in my village.

Each time you win or lose, it's only about a million, which doesn't hurt your friendship.

And everyone is just having fun, and they all know it in their hearts.

Xujiacun may not have any other advantages, but from top to bottom there is no coward, and no one is a bastard.

But it's a different story for outsiders.

Maybe this is the blessing of ancestors.

At this moment, listening to his father's voice, Xu Xin said:

"Dad, I don't want to go back."

"spread!?"

A high-pitched voice on the other end of the phone:

"Aren't you coming back? Are you going to do it?"

"Homework. Final homework for the university. The teacher asked us to make a short video, and I wrote a story. I plan to use this holiday to film it. I will go back during the Chinese New Year."

"Well……"

Listening to his son's excuse, Xu Daqiang was a little confused for a moment.

But the confusion was immediately suppressed, and he nodded vigorously while holding the phone:

"Okay! Then have a good time shooting! Learn from your husband well, and study hard!"

"Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Tell me, I'm sorry."

"Um!"

After hanging up the phone, the shirtless Xu Daqiang looked at the deck of cards in his hand, happily played one and said with a smile:

"Hey, do you know what Washesa is?"

"Sawa?"

"Sa? It seems like you're not coming back?"

"?"

Looking at the brothers who had grown up together, Xu Daqiang's eyes were full of pride, and the pride in his tone was undisguised:

"My baby is supposed to come back later, and I have to put off school to write homework left by my husband ~ I am studying... hehe."

Following his laughter, several people with thick and thick gold chains around their necks looked at each other...

"Oh MGP, if that bastard dares not to do his homework, he can be whipped with a belt... Wait, make a phone call!"

With one person taking the lead, the three buddies each picked up their mobile phones...

And listening to their jumping feet and cursing, Xu Daqiang looked at his cards happily.

Hmm...Three gangsters, this card...isn't it a sure win.

…

Xu Xin didn't know what happened to his father, but just looked at the script that he spent more than three hours writing...

Based on his poor professional knowledge, which he didn't pay attention to, this script can support a story of about ten minutes at most.

but……

Maybe it's because the dream was too real?

On the contrary, he thought the story he wrote was particularly good.

Like it however you like.

I can’t wait to film it soon!

But there is no rush yet.

Even as a freshman, he understands that after the director has the script and before deciding to shoot, the most important task is the so-called storyboarding.

First establish the story’s story points. For example, should you shoot at a flat angle? Or use a rocker arm? Or how to give a close-up, etc.

These are the tasks that best reflect the director's skills.

As for the angle...he doesn't quite understand it yet.

but.

This is his first "child" in front of him. Even if he becomes a father for the first time, he still hopes to be perfect!

He touched his belly and looked at the sky.

It's only noon.

Not hungry yet.

So let’s move on to liver…why use the word liver?

Xu Xin was a little puzzled.

But he didn't care. He put the notebook aside, rummaged through the bookshelf, and found a stack of draft paper and pencils. He first drew a square frame on the paper.

This represents the lens.

And the first act of the unnamed first script story...

Just start here.

Looking at the square grid outlined by the pencil, for no reason, Xu Xin found a... very different kind of freshness.

His Beijing Film Academy directorship was created with money.

And the reason for coming here is also very simple...

How can a girl who can be a star have poor conditions?

Get a star girlfriend.

It's that simple.

So I randomly chose the directing department...

After attending a few classes at the beginning of the semester and finding that he was really not interested, he went straight to the performance department.

I know a lot of girls, but unfortunately... girls now are more reserved compared to that era in the dream. If you want to get started, you must have friends...

Coupled with the prosperity of Yanjing City, he, a child from northern Shaanxi, quickly lost his way.

Anyway, it’s just an undergraduate certificate that doesn’t matter.

There are no disasters inside the school, but there are plenty of them outside?

And now...

Looking at the blank square frame, Xu Xin suddenly felt a little regretful.

I really should have... listened carefully.

real.

But no matter what, it's only half a semester, so it's not too late to make amends.

Recalling the script on the notebook document, he took a pencil and began to sketch it briefly.

"In the first scene...in the KTV corridor...I...Xu Xin...delete, delete, Xu Sanjin appears..."

As the pen strokes and time passes, a sketch slowly becomes clear.