Chapter 1368: Chapter 1368
Chapter 1370: Chapter 1245: The Director’s Storyboard
Thanks to the driver’s strong connections and gossip storage, as the car rounded the bamboo forest, the sight of the villa with white walls and gray tiles instantly caught the director’s eye!
“This must be the place!”
The aesthetics can’t be wrong!
Well… the maintenance wasn’t great, the flower bed at the entrance looks bare, really like a flaw on a beautiful jade.
But as the director got out of the car and stood at the gate of the courtyard, that regret of flawed beauty instantly vanished.
—Nothing else, it’s just that the courtyard is truly a farmhouse, no landscape design, no carved beams and painted pillars, just a very, very spacious farmhouse courtyard.
In comparison, the two flower beds at the entrance aren’t a big deal.
Two ginger cats snuggled and squeezed past the gate, glanced up at the strangers, “meowed” coquettishly two times, then turned and ran away without hesitation.
Meanwhile, inside the house, Seventh Uncle heard the commotion and came out, saw three middle-aged men each dragging a huge suitcase poking their heads at the door, and couldn’t help but ask:
“Hello!” The director’s eyes lit up. “Song Tan lives here, right?”
“Yes,” Seventh Uncle nodded. “Is there something you need?”
This doesn’t look like a business transaction! Who brings such big suitcases to a business meeting?
The director was instantly delighted: “It’s , we are the crew that signed the contract with him before, coming over to see if the location suits us. If it suits, we’ll get the actors over for the blooming season and shoot a while.”
The main goal is the flower season, otherwise, it’s something that could be slowly chosen and viewed by the scenery director, there’s no need for him to personally lug some simple equipment over.
This uncle did hear about this matter.
“How come I heard you signed for the riverside beach? There’s nothing there now!”
Well, not entirely nothing; the green shoots of reeds have grown quite tall, lush grass thriving on the pasture.
It’s just that the area planted with lotus roots isn’t beautiful, and it’s going to rain heavily next week, what’s there to shoot?
He’s older, doesn’t understand much about filming, but thinking about how people seeking out remote villages must want natural beauty.
The timing is off now!
This left the director dumbfounded, how come this elder isn’t flexible?
This isn’t a tourist area, having signed for the riverside, snapping a few shots around the village is also normal, right?
He wanted to say more, but Seventh Uncle had already taken out the phone:
“Hello, Tantan? Someone’s here at the house saying they’re here to scout scenery…”
For some reason, although it’s usual practice, he suddenly felt guilty.
When Song Tan returned, she saw the three big men sitting on small stools in the yard, holding cups of slightly yellow tea, their three suitcases neatly upright to the side, oddly giving a sense of restraint.
Song Tan couldn’t help but find it amusing.
Then she curiously asked, “Planning to shoot early? I remember the contract said mid-April to end of May?”
Though she doesn’t understand filming either, does a crew only send three people for location scouting?
The director quickly replied, “Boss Song, it’s , the reason we came early wasn’t to shoot at the riverside, but to first check out your mountain scenery.”
Speaking of his expertise and seeing the main player, the director instantly regained his confidence and continued eloquently:
“It’s , you know, ours is a Xianxia setting, requiring a lot of natural scenery, and with post-production, it’ll present an Immortal Realm state.” Newest update provided by novèlfire.net
“When we signed for the riverside, it was because that place suited one of our scenes.”
“But I saw your live stream online that day, with flowering trees on the mountain, this also fits our other scenes!”
He got excited, gesticulating passionately:
“So I rushed to check it out, if possible, capture these during the flowering period, and our crew wouldn’t need to find another place.”
His attitude was sincere, and the two big men behind him looked eagerly at Song Tan, wishing they could charge up the mountain immediately.
But Song Tan frowned: “You’re talking about the three of you filming scenery?”
“No, no, we would never be so perfunctory!”
“We’re here to see how to plan the scenery, if suitable, we’ll arrange for the crew to come over.”
The director even pulled out a big storyboard from his bag:
“I haven’t seen the mountain scenes, but from the live stream I saw, I’ve made some conceptualizations—”
“You see, I noticed you have Medicinal Papaya Flower on the mountain, I know this flower, the petals fall with a touch. Later, the male second lead stands under the tree, the blower on this side blows…”
“You know the lovelorn character… these fluttering petals are his desolate heart!”
“This pear blossom is beautiful! Our lead character is crafted to be a beauty with strength and tragedy, misunderstood, wronged, abandoned by all, hurt deeply by love… dressed in either white or black—depending on the post-production—but white is sure to have traces of blood and scars.”
“In either case, whether in white or black, snow-white pear blossoms fall on him, he’s coughing blood, staggering along…”
“And this one, this! Peach blossoms! Peach Blossom Forest! I see the trees aren’t too high, perfect for the heroine, hero, and some extras to chase and run around in…”
“Oh, and there’s a fighting scene! Lingbo Weibu skimming along the water, but we’re skimming along peach branches…”
The director’s mind was filled with art, fully immersed in his own fantasy:
“By then, close-up shots will push in, the protagonist lightly touches beneath the peach branch trembling with dew, and he’s already soaring mid-air…”
The two big guys behind him also immersed themselves, all showing hopeful expressions.
“Also, I saw you planted pomegranate, although it’s not blooming now, don’t worry, until the mountain is fiery with blooms…”
He proudly flipped through the storyboard: “Look at this part! Perfect for shooting a scene where the lovelorn character dies under this tree…”
“Such a sense of destiny! Such a conflict…”
Song Tan quietly closed the storyboard, expressionless.
The director accidentally glanced at her face, his original enthusiastic gesture and expression somehow grew restrained, ultimately returning to being cautious.
While being cautious, he couldn’t help but wonder:
I am the director, am I not the valuable client?
But why does this young girl make me feel so constrained?
In the next moment, filled with his brilliance, the storyboard was handed back.
In the warm March sun, the director heard a cold and ruthless sentence: