Chapter 349: A Policeman

This is an old jeep bumping on the vast Gobi Desert, the car body worn by wind and sand.

Two people are squeezed in the carriage.

In the driver's seat is a young driver, and in the back seat sits a bald man in handcuffs.

There is an iron fence between the two.

The young driver looks excessively handsome, with a cigarette in his mouth, smoke lingering on his face.

He holds the steering wheel with one hand, his gaze locked straight on the blurry road ahead, his eyes cold and slightly tired, like a hawk that has caught its prey and is about to return to its nest.

The wind sneaks in from a crack in the car window, blowing the broken hair on his forehead into a mess.

He takes a deep puff of the cigarette, flicks his finger lightly, the cigarette butt draws an arc and flies out of the window, then he skillfully rolls up the car window and pats the ash on his shoulder.

The whole set of movements is smooth, revealing a taste of carelessness, yet extremely familiar.

Because he repeats this action many times every day.

For three years, he has been driving on this road in the Gobi no-man's-land, patrolling back and forth, catching poachers.

Today is no different.

The bald man in the back seat leans lazily against the back of the chair and tries to speak: "Hey, give me a cigarette."

The driver doesn't make a sound, pulls one out of the cigarette box, lights it, and hands it over.

The bald man grins and strikes up a conversation: "You say you are so handsome, why do you do this job? That moment just now almost scared me to death, do you know?"

The driver is still silent, his expression as calm as if he didn't hear it.

The bald man continues to talk to himself: "I say, do you know Muhammad? Arab prince. This falcon, I caught it for him. One million."

He pauses and says: "How about this, you get 500,000, I get 500,000, how about it?"

Seeing no reaction from the other side, he is silent for a while, then continues: "Forget it, forget it, or you let me go, the whole million is yours!"

The jeep stops abruptly in the middle of the road full of sand and dust.

The driver finally turns his head.

The movement of turning his head is slow and methodical,

He reaches out his hand, his slender fingers pinch lightly, takes the cigarette that the bald man hasn't lit yet, plays with it between his fingers, and throws it out of the car window.

He then picks up the car walkie-talkie, shakes his wrist to lengthen the line, leans it to the bald man's mouth, presses the talk button, and says in Mandarin with a Sichuan accent: "Say it again to it."

The tone is flat, his eyebrows are slightly raised, the corners of his mouth are smiling, and his whole face looks a bit dangerous in the dim light of the sand and dust.

A blurry human voice comes from the walkie-talkie.

The bald man is stunned, obviously a bit unexpected.

Just now when he gave the cigarette, he thought there was an opportunity, but now, the young man's eyes tell him he was wrong.

This is not a person who can be bought.

Because the look in his eyes when he looks at him actually carries a hint of hatred.

Hatred?

Why?

The bald man looks at the driver deeply, slowly leans back in the back seat, and laughs hehe,

"Handsome guy, you are a good person."

Pauses and squints his eyes, adding a sentence with a bit of self-mockery and a bit of provocation: "However, good people don't necessarily have good rewards."

The driver's smile also converges.

He doesn't answer, releases the walkie-talkie, turns his head, and prepares to continue driving forward.

Just at this moment...

"Cut."

Ning Hao in front of the monitor says reluctantly to the walkie-talkie.

In the script, a heavy off-road vehicle will slam into the driver at this time, flipping the whole car.

But that is already a matter for the next shot.

Really can't watch enough.

Ning Hao now truly feels that Wong Kar-wai likes to let actors do it many times, not just pursuing the state, but more likely, watching those top actors act in the monitor is really a kind of enjoyment.

He sticks the walkie-talkie to his mouth and instructs the field director, "Let each group return to their positions. Do it again. Tell Bo to relax a bit, it looks a bit tight in the lens. Also, tell the props team to make the wind smaller."

"Okay, director." A echo came from the sandy current sound of the walkie-talkie, and then heard a sound: "Do it again!"

With the field director's loud shout, the whole set instantly became lively.

The wind and sand roared on the Gobi Desert, and the scorching sun baked this barren land.

The old jeep that Chen Nuo and Huang Bo were sitting in was now firmly fixed on the trailer frame of a heavy truck.

This is also a common method for shooting in-car shots; the jeep is not really moving, but is dragged by a heavy truck, seemingly the driver is driving, but actually just making a show.

Similarly, the jeep that seems to be driving alone in the wilderness in the lens.

In reality, it is also crowded with crew members, and even the broken hair on Chen Nuo's forehead blown by the wind is the effect of a large black fan outside the window blowing into the car.

At this time, the heavy truck drags the jeep and slowly drives back, returning to the starting position just now.

Xiao Li from the props team, who is responsible for blowing the fan, opens the car door, hands over two bottles of mineral water iced in the box, and says: "Brother Nuo, come, drink water. I'll blow some water for you, this weather is too hot."

Chen Nuo is not polite either, smiles and says "Okay, thanks," and hands a bottle of water to Huang Bo in the back seat,

Huang Bo takes the water and follows: "Come to my side, blow at me!"

It's no wonder Huang Bo is shouting; because at noon, under the direct sun, it is really too hot in the car.

He is okay, the fan has been blowing at him, and Huang Bo in the back seat is basically no different from being in a steamer.

Before coming, he only prepared to eat sand.

But he didn't expect that his play was changed from Gansu to Xinjiang.

Besides eating sand, he also had to accept this test in a place less than 100 kilometers away from the Flaming Mountains.

In June, Xinjiang Hami, although it hasn't reached the crazy level of 50 or 60 degrees in July and August, the high temperature of 36-40 degrees during the day is enough to make people suffer.

Fortunately, this is just a cameo, just one day of play, and he didn't bring the little black girl, otherwise, the little girl would definitely be tanned even darker.

Waiting for the makeup artist of the crew to come over and skillfully start to touch up his makeup and powder,

The assistant carrying the reflector and the sound engineer holding the boom pole also came over sweating, rubbing the fan of the props team while praising: "Brother Nuo, acting is too great!"

"That action of throwing the cigarette butt is handsome, I can't learn it in my life!"

"Not only handsome, the last look is amazing, I thought a truck was really going to hit!"

"This is the Best Actor!"

Chen Nuo is really convinced, helplessly saying: "Still flattering in 40-degree weather. It's a pity I don't manage the accounts, otherwise I would definitely give you some bonuses."

A group of people laughed, and the assistant and sound engineer laughed: "Not flattering, this is definitely the truth!"

"Yes, absolutely sincere!"

Actually, more or less, it is really the case. At least in this short contact time, no one in the crew didn't feel shocked.

Who is Chen Nuo?

According to a staff member who just transferred from Chen Kaige's *Sacrifice* crew, that is "Huang Xiaoming's grandfather."

No matter from which angle you look at it, that guy who played the third male lead in *Sacrifice* and didn't know how he got into Kaige's eyes, compared with him, is probably not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

But when getting along on the scene, the feeling is completely reversed.

That person is hi-hi-ha-ha when showing off to the outside, seemingly approachable, but once the play is finished, his nose is almost pointing to the sky, and he doesn't even bother to talk to the bottom-level people of the crew, as if opening his mouth more is a loss of status.

Conversely, this kind of big shot who really has the qualifications to act big, and even acting big makes people feel justified, is a big boss, but he gets along with these cattle and horses on the set, hi-hi-ha-ha without any airs.

This makes people sigh at the difference between people.

At this time, another young man from the props team ran over, smiling and handing Chen Nuo a new cigarette: "Brother Nuo, give. Brother Nuo, you don't smoke, do you want me to smoke for you?"

Chen Nuo took the cigarette, glanced at him sideways, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I'm not interested in eating a man's saliva."

"Hahahaha."

Everyone around was happy, and the laughter spread in the wind and sand. Looking at each other, they could see the sigh in each other's eyes.

This is really not treating everyone as an outsider. Who would have thought, who would have thought, those gossip news spread from the *The Message* crew were actually true.

Who would have thought of this?

The laughter here also attracted other staff members on the trailer, who came over one after another to ask what happened.

After passing on what happened just now, everyone was laughing.

A burly sound engineer from the recording group couldn't hold back and made another joke: "Zhang He, you don't need to pee to look at yourself, you want Brother Nuo to eat your saliva, do you know how many actresses are queuing up to pay money to do this?"

As soon as this sentence was said, the atmosphere suddenly froze a bit.

But as Chen Nuo laughed first, the expressions of the group of people also relaxed, and they followed with a big laugh.

Huang Bo was also among them, but he had been pondering in his heart. Ning Hao said he was too tight, and he actually felt it himself. After this take, his heart had been tense. He secretly made up his mind, damn, relax, have some ambition, Huang Bo!

A group of people chatted and laughed, Chen Nuo was blowing the fan among them, slowly smoking,

When the heavy truck drove back to the original position, his pack of cigarettes just happened to smoke half of one. Wait for two more puffs, and he could flick it out of the car window.

With the assistant director's "each to their own positions," the groups of people who gathered together dispersed.

The two photographers responsible for the main and auxiliary lenses took their places, one doing close-ups in the car, and one carrying a heavy camera half-squatting in front of the trailer, with the lens aimed at the front window.

The photography assistant held a reflector on the side, trying to soften the dazzling sunlight.

And the burly sound engineer who told the yellow joke stood on the other side, extending the boom pole into the car window.

The clapper held the clapperboard, stood in front of the lens, cleared his throat, and shouted crisply: "*No Man's Land*, scene 19, take 2, take 2!"

He nimbly raised the clapperboard, aimed at the lens, hit it with a "pop," then put the clapperboard away, and quickly retreated to the side,

The field director said: "Start!"

The heavy truck moved forward again, and the trailer slowly started.

In the jeep, Chen Nuo leaned on the driver's seat, one hand on the steering wheel, his broken hair blown messy by the fan.

This time, the wind wasn't so big, so the coldness on his face was more obvious.

Cold face,

Just like he is now in the middle of winter, the cold current to Tianshan froze the expression on his face.

Completely different from the person who needed a fan to save his life a few minutes ago.

This is because. Now he is no longer an actor who is afraid of heat and cold,

But a people's policeman wandering in the wilderness, regardless of cold or heat.

Letting Chen Nuo play a policeman was actually an idea given by China Film.

It was said that this would be helpful for the review.

Ning Hao felt it made sense, so he changed the original plan.

On June 15, 2010, the shooting schedule of *No Man's Land* only arranged two scenes about this policeman.

The first arrest scene, a total of three or four shots, took more than an hour to finish.

Currently, this is the second scene.

This scene was cut twice in a row, and when it was shot for the third time, Huang Bo's performance had already made Ning Hao unable to pick out any faults, but after hesitation, he still called for another one.

Not intentionally making things difficult, but because the other person in the lens, with the running-in, the feeling was actually getting better and better.

How should this policeman act? Ning Hao and Chen Nuo communicated in advance—he wanted the other party to act out a young criminal policeman who is smart and alert, hates poachers deeply, and is indifferent or even cold in front of criminals.

The person arrived last night, the role was communicated at dinner, and as a result, before filming started at 11 o'clock this morning, the other party handed him a 1,000-word character biography.

The biography outlined the short life of this policeman.

Name XXX, from childhood to adulthood, his grades in class were always among the best.

In the second year of junior high, his personality changed greatly, from originally sunny and cheerful to a bit gloomy.

After graduating from high school, he could have gone to a big city to go to college and live a stable life, but unexpectedly chose to stay in his hometown and read a local police school.

In the police school, XXX's grades were still excellent, and finally got the opportunity to work in the municipal bureau.

As a result, he refused.

He graduated with the first place, but voluntarily applied to come to this no-man's-land and became a criminal policeman wandering on the edge of life and death.

Today, it is his third year and ninety-third day in this wilderness.

Huang Bo is the thirteenth poacher he caught.

Today, he will sacrifice his life like his father 11 years ago and die in this vast no-man's-land.

He has a girlfriend, a dance teacher, and the two have a very good relationship, planning to get married next year.

The girlfriend opened a small studio in HM City, teaching children to dance.

And doesn't know that the bad news is coming.

The day he marries her will never come again.

After Chen Nuo finished filming the fourth take, Ning Hao felt that it couldn't go on forever, so he announced the end of work.

In the evening, Ning Hao lifted the alcohol ban.

Chen Nuo paid the bill and invited the whole crew to eat a whole roasted lamb.

Liang Chaowei also came.

This was the first meeting of the two male actors who are currently hailed as the most talented in the Chinese film industry.

Liang Chaowei didn't seem to feel that it was shameful to be suppressed by a younger generation now, especially since Chen Nuo had a good relationship with his wife and boss.

Two people whose personalities were not outgoing sat together and chatted for a while, and the feeling was really awkward.

Especially since there was a photographer shooting behind-the-scenes footage next to them, carrying a camera and filming all the time.

That night, Chen Nuo was dead drunk.

Waking up the next morning, Chen Nuo opened his phone and saw a text message sent by Ning Hao at 3 AM last night:

"Drank too much, just woke up a bit in the middle of the night, thought for a long time, still have to say thank you. The conditions here are too bad, it's hot to death, and everyone has been complaining a lot lately. Including the casting, it's not that I don't want to go back, it's that I'm afraid that if I leave, they will think I'm sneaking back to slack off, and the morale will collapse even more. You came this time, I watched last night, everyone's state has warmed up. Really thank you very much."

What a mess.

Chen Nuo stared at this cheesy text message, feeling that it was not Ning Hao's usual style at all, it was estimated that he was really drunk.

He didn't talk much, and replied: "Starting tomorrow, issue high-temperature subsidies, 100 yuan per person per day. This is more useful than me running here a hundred times. If China Film has anything to say, just say I decided it, don't be stingy with this little money. I'm leaving first, let's gather when I return to Beijing."

On the way to the airport, Chen Nuo received another text message from Tong Liya.

He looked at it and dialed the phone back directly.

Yaya sent a text message to question him. But she was afraid that he had someone beside him, so she only sent a text message.

The content of the text message was that she saw the news of him going to Xinjiang to film from the news, so she asked why he didn't say anything?

When the phone was connected, Chen Nuo said directly: "I just came over for a day, I'll return after filming, what's there to say?"

"Oh, nothing, I, I just asked." The voice on the other end of the phone became lighthearted instantly.

"How is it over there, did you sign the contract?"

"Signed!" The other side shouted, "The director actually agreed. Not only did I not expect it, Brother Zhou said he didn't expect it either, that Director Chen is so easy to talk to."

Hearing Tong Liya say this, Chen Nuo was a bit surprised.

He mentioned not filming kissing scenes, not doing this or that before, completely out of a man's possessiveness.

He even prepared for Tong Liya to be passed by that side.

Didn't expect Chen Sicheng to agree?

This is definitely not normal.

It's not to say that a love play must have kissing scenes, but... who is Tong Liya? Why should she set such conditions? No kissing scenes in a love play? Why? Is she a fairy?

There must be a demon if something is abnormal.

However, Chen Nuo didn't want to pour cold water on Tong Liya at this time, so he smiled and said: "Congratulations, congratulations, when will it start filming?"

"August, I have already received the script. I looked at it, this time I play a kindergarten teacher. I thought about it, in these two months, besides familiarizing myself with the script, I also plan to find a kindergarten to experience life, as you taught me last time, what do you think?"

"Very good, come on."

"Um!"

This apprentice Tong Liya is really motivated, completely different from Chen Nuo's certain master.

Hearing Chen Nuo say he was going back to Long'an to rest for a while, Liu Yifei was ready to go on strike without saying a word, and even prepared to go back with him to play for a few days.

Until Chen Nuo raised the ultimate question, he definitely had to live at home when he went back this time. Then, if she followed him back, where would she live?

Liu Yifei had no choice but to give up.

After settling Liu Yifei, Chen Nuo had one more thing to do before returning to Sichuan for vacation.

That is to have a good talk with Qi Yuntian.

Although he really didn't want to do this, reality forced him to do so.

Under his persuasion before, Qi Yuntian did go home to live for one night.

However, this night he went back to live made Qi Yuntian and Li Er completely fall out.

After a big quarrel between the two sides, they both said harsh words. Qi Yuntian took advantage of Li Er and Qi Yifei going to work, moved everything to the house he bought in Ziyu Villa, and almost angered his father's heart disease.

Ask, in this situation, how could he still stand by?

So he decided to have a good talk with Qi Yuntian on June 19.

No matter what, it is impossible to let Li Er and Qi Yuntian really not communicate with each other until they die.

However, before that, he still had to see someone.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 350 =====