Chapter 120 Can’t a Cornfield Film Have a Sci-Fi Feel?

At 3:30 in the afternoon, it started to rain lightly.

A low-key black business car parked slowly outside the crew hotel.

In the passenger seat, Secretary He was just about to make a call when he saw a familiar figure carrying a bag of fruit and walking along the eaves towards the hotel door.

Secretary He put down the phone and rolled down the window, "Director Fang!"

Fang Rong turned around and looked surprised. He held up an umbrella and walked to the business car, "Secretary He, why are you here?"

He bent his legs slightly and looked in through the car window.

Isn't the person in the second row Li Zhiming who has just been promoted to deputy minister?

"Hey, Minister Li, you're here too."

Two minutes later.

Under the leadership of Fang Rong, Li Zhiming and six other people entered the hotel smoothly.

The six people refer to Li Zhiming, Secretary He, two bodyguards, and two receptionists sent by the province.

In the elevator, the numbers on the display slowly rose.

"Director Fang, has the recent filming gone well?" Li Zhiming asked casually.

"It went very smoothly. We finished shooting the penultimate scene this morning and the casting will be completed tomorrow."

"Oh? What are you filming tomorrow?"

“Fire the cornfield.”

Li Zhiming read the script and nodded with understanding.

He remembered the episode. The earth is on the verge of destruction, and Murphy wants to force her brother to leave with her, so she burns the family's cornfield.

The two receptionists and two bodyguards behind him were a little curious.

The receptionist Xiao Zhao asked curiously: "Cornfield? Isn't Director Chen filming a science fiction movie? Going to alienate to plant corn?"

Fang Rong smiled and said, "When it is released, you can go to the cinema to watch it. I won't spoil it."

Another receptionist, Xiao Sun, echoed: "I will definitely support you then! Xiao Zhao, you watch too few movies. Science fiction movies also have daily parts. Cornfield should be about the daily life of the protagonist."

Li Zhiming's eyes darkened slightly.

He roughly scanned the script.

It seems that as Xiao Sun said, this part should be just daily life, and it doesn't feel like science fiction.

This is normal, science fiction also needs to be close to life.

…

at the same time.

The room on the 12th floor of the hotel, at the end of the corridor.

Chen Xiao cut the clip of the cornfield chase, matched it with the soundtrack of "Chasing in the Wilderness", and pressed the "Export" button.

Take advantage of the computer to export the video.

He took the last bite from the bag at hand, a delicacy that was a luxury item in Country M and could only be enjoyed by the rich - spicy strips.

Throw the packaging bag into the trash can and open the doors and windows to let some air out.

This room served as a makeshift editing room, filled with lots of equipment.

Opposite is his room.

Chen Xiao walked out of the editing room and returned to his room to find his work schedule.

The door to the editing room was left open and ventilation continued.

Anyway, the whole floor is occupied by our own people, so it doesn’t matter if we open the meeting door.

Just when he was looking for something.

Fang Rong took Li Zhiming and his party to the editing room.

Fang Rong walked into the editing room, "Director Chen, are you there?"

When I walked in, the room was quiet except for the sound of machines running.

He smiled and said to the others: "Director Chen said at noon that he would edit the video himself in the afternoon. The computer was not turned off and the door was still open. He probably went to get something from the room opposite, which is his room."

Fang Rong pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down, leaders. I'll go find him."

The other six people had just sat down when Fang Rong was about to walk out.

A sound suddenly came from the speaker on the table.

"Get in the car, quickly."

Then a young boy said, "The tire hasn't been patched yet."

At the same time, deep organ music flows from the speakers.

The ethereal notes seemed to hit their hearts directly.

Fang Rong was stunned, stopped, and looked back at the computer.

The other six people also stood up and walked around to the other side of the computer.

In the screen, the movie clip just exported is playing automatically.

A car is chasing an airplane through a cornfield.

Cooper said: "That is a UAV of the US Air Force, and its solar cells can power the entire farm."

The music from the speakers was getting more and more tense, but it was different from the tension of a police movie.

It was ethereal and deep, as if there was a black hole in front of it, trying to suck them in.

But it goes well with the cornfield.

Secretary He couldn't help but shudder.

Why did this music give him goosebumps?

As I continued to listen, I felt an inexplicable loneliness and panic in my heart.

The green cornfield was as peaceful as before, but the last tranquility made people feel as if something terrible was about to happen.

It made him feel like the three people in the car were about to fall into a time loop or a black hole.

And as the music continued, he even felt that the world in the picture was infinite and scary.

The vast world is in contrast to the small individual, and the feeling of loneliness and sadness is getting heavier and heavier.

Secretary He pinched his arm.

It was so strange. How could this music make him feel so strongly that he even wanted to cry? It was outrageous.

A minute and a half passed.

The car braked near the lake, the music stopped suddenly, and the film stopped.

Secretary He touched his arm, shuddered, and looked at Fang Rong in disbelief.

"Director Fang, the scene is clearly just chasing a plane, why do I feel so lonely and afraid?"

Fang Rong was also a little dazed, "I feel the same way. But you have to ask Director Chen. This is my first time listening to this piece of music."

He had heard another one in the concert hall before, and he had not heard this one either.

The receptionist Xiao Zhao scratched his head, a little confused.

Why didn't he feel anything?

He turned his head to look at his colleague Xiao Sun and found that Xiao Sun's face was also moved.

No way? He was the only one who didn't feel anything?

He turned around and looked at the two bodyguards behind him, and found that one was sad, and the other was like him, a little confused.

Xiao Zhao smiled awkwardly, "Eh? It's so strange, why didn't I feel anything? It seems that some of us are moved, and some are very calm. What's the principle?"

Li Zhiming smiled faintly.

"Personal experience and feeling of music are different, just like some people start to cry when they hear "My Heart Will Go On", and some people don't want to cry after watching the whole movie "Titanic". It's normal."

Li Zhiming turned his head to look at the computer screen, his face was calm, but he was still a little surprised in his heart.

The music just now seemed to have a beat of 60, that is, one beat per second, which is close to the heart rate of a person at rest, and unconsciously awakens people's sensibility.

Although I knew Chen Xiao could compose music, I didn't expect him to be so professional.

No, maybe this is not called professionalism, but too understanding of human nature.

Use music to awaken the deep feelings in people's hearts.

Just as a few people were hesitating whether to propose to Director Li to "secretly" watch it again, footsteps were heard outside the door.

Chen Xiao came in with documents, and was surprised by the seven people who suddenly appeared.

"Minister Li, why are you here?"

"I came to work in Meng Province, and I came to see our crew by the way." Li Zhiming walked towards him, and the two sat on the sofa.

The two receptionists looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

Although I have heard that "Interstellar" is a joint production of the Ministry of Culture and the Ministry of Science and Technology.

But the top leaders of Meng Province have always felt that the crew is working for two departments and is considered outsourcing work.

But just now I heard Minister Li say "our crew" with my own ears, and suddenly I felt a little creepy.

This doesn't seem to be as simple as an outsourcing relationship.

A crew, so high status?

Should I report to the leader and invite the provincial leader to come over for a social event?