Chapter 41 I will give it an ending
"Han Fei, I'm sorry to bother you again." Director Jiang greeted Han Fei warmly when he saw him coming over. "It's mainly because you're a good actor. For cost considerations, we used a lot of new actors in this drama. Most of them can only act, but they can't perfectly control the characters."
"I don't mind, but will adding more scenes rashly affect the overall plot? Every minute of the movie is crucial. If I am given more roles, perhaps the characterization of the protagonist will not be perfect enough." Han Fei said this sincerely for the good of the crew.
"The script needs to be revised." Director Jiang's expression was a little serious: "Because of some plot issues, the victim's family members are quite emotional."
Director Jiang is very strict with actors, but he becomes very easy to talk to the victims' families.
"We adapted this based on a real case, so we do have to consider the feelings of the victim's family."
"Yes." Director Jiang patted Han Fei on the shoulder and said, "Go put on your makeup. In order to show the character of Wei Youfu more three-dimensionally, we need to add some daily life."
Entering an empty room downstairs, which was a temporary dressing room, Han Fei chose a seat in the corner.
The makeup artist changed his clothes into the same type of clothes that Wei Youfu often wore before his death, and made his hairstyle the same as Wei Youfu's, and also made some slight changes to his facial makeup.
Holding the newly written script, Han Fei flipped through it silently. At this time, the door of the dressing room was pushed open.
"We have already shot it but we still need to make changes? I'm really impressed!" A young man over 1.8 meters tall entered the dressing room, followed by a woman in her thirties.
"Who knew that the family of the deceased would change their mind at the last minute? Now they are making a scene outside the building, and there is nothing we can do if we don't change it." The woman was carrying a bag and holding several documents and scripts in her hands.
"I'm just wondering, why did you choose this drama in the first place?" The young man vented his anger on the woman: "It has no traffic, no funding, and the actors are all mixed up. Please don't let this drama ruin the reputation I have accumulated."
"This is the company's decision. There are very few similar themes in recent years, so there is still a chance that it will become popular." The woman muttered softly, as if she was afraid that the young man would hear her, and continued, "Director Jiang Yi's ability is unquestionable. Although he has not made any box office hits, he has not made any bad movies either. Ah Cheng, just cooperate with the director and make the changes."
"It's so easy for you to say that." The young man named Acheng was about to retort when a noisy sound came from outside the apartment building, as if someone was arguing.
Acheng and his agent ran out to watch the fun, but Han Fei, who had put on his makeup, was not interested in any of that. He went straight to Jiang Yi and prepared to leave as soon as possible after the filming.
Now he doesn't care about those trivial matters at all. Instead of focusing his energy on trivial matters, he might as well think about how to catch the perverted murderer who killed seven people in a row and give justice to the dead.
Han Fei's spiritual realm has far surpassed most people, which can be said to be the result of that healing game.
There was some noise downstairs, and the victim's family seemed to have entered the community. Director Jiang had no choice but to lead Han Fei to the shooting location upstairs: "We want the audience to feel that Wei Youfu was once a living person like them, with his own life, so that when he was killed, the audience will have a stronger sense of substitution, so I hope you can add another daily routine before Wei Youfu's death."
"I understand." For others, it is difficult to play Wei Youfu, but Han Fei is different. He has seen Wei Youfu and remembers all of Wei Youfu's expressions.
He is a kind person by nature, but after experiencing despair and pain, his expression is even more heartbreaking.
"I'll play him well."
Entering the shooting room, all the information about Wei Youfu in Han Fei's mind filled his body bit by bit. At this moment, he was no longer himself.
After working overtime until late at night, he returned home exhausted. His eyes were full of tiredness, but deep in the tiredness there was a hint of satisfaction.
Sitting on the comfortable sofa, looking at the photos of his wife and himself, his eyes gradually became gentle.
Gently wiping the photo, he planned in his mind to give his wife a surprise. In a few days, a large wedding photo might be hung in the house.
As he was thinking about where to hang the wedding photos, his cell phone started vibrating and a call was connected.
His old father's nagging and exhortations made him feel like he was still a child, and only in front of his father could he think of nothing.
"I understand. Don't worry, you should also take care of yourself..." After hanging up the phone, Han Fei turned and walked towards the bedroom. This was an inevitable death.
"Good luck!" Before Han Fei walked far, he suddenly heard an old man's voice coming from the stairs outside the camera.
The skinny old man put down the banner in his hand and walked into the filming site in a daze: "Don't go in, you're blessed..."
Han Fei stopped walking towards the death room. He remembered the voice. It was the voice of Wei Youfu's father.
Turning his head, Han Fei saw the old man holding the banner in his hand. The expression on his face was touching.
"Who let the victim's family in!" The camera director and the crew grabbed the old man's arms and tried to pull him away.
"Wait!" Han Fei ran over in a hurry: "The old man is old, don't do this."
He protected the old man behind him and said, "If you have anything to say, please speak slowly."
"What is there to say? We had agreed on it at the beginning, but now they suddenly changed their mind and don't agree to the filming. Aren't they just trying to extort money?" Acheng leaned against the door frame, not paying any attention to his agent's warning.
"You're talking nonsense!" The skinny old man clenched the banner in his hand. "You said at the beginning that making a movie could let more people know about this matter! It could help us find the murderer! That's why we agreed! But what did you film?! You are just making up nonsense!"
"We are making a movie. Catching criminals is the job of the police. You have also signed a contract." Ah Cheng was much taller than the old man. He looked down at the old man and said, "We have already filmed the previous scenes. Just because you unilaterally caused trouble, do you know how much we have to change? Our film, my time, do you know how much it costs in total?"
"You were the first to go back on your word!" The old man became more and more agitated. Hearing the noise, several people holding banners ran up from downstairs. They were all family members of the victims of the human puzzle.
"What's going on?" Han Fei was also a little confused. He didn't expect the two sides to argue so fiercely.
"Most of the scenes are over. The victims' families should have watched our documentary and promotional ads." Jiang Yi sighed softly and lowered his voice: "I also want to shoot according to my own ideas, but the investors do not agree with my ideas. In reality, the murderer has not been caught yet, but they want to shoot a perfect ending."
"A perfect ending?"
"Yes, the film cannot be released without solving the case, so the screenwriter made up an ending." Jiang Yi was also a little helpless: "To put it simply, at the last moment, the hero's aura exploded and he was lucky enough to kill the murderer."
“Since it is adapted from a real case, it is better not to make up the ending casually. This is disrespectful to the audience and the families of the victims.” Han Fei looked back at the old man. After so many years, he still goes to the police station every year. The pain of losing his loved ones is like a shackle that can never be removed in his lifetime.
"There's nothing we can do. Now that the filming has reached this stage, we can only hope that both sides can calm down, take a step back, and talk slowly." Jiang Yi shook his head, looking worried.
"It doesn't matter." Han Fei's eyes narrowed slowly, hiding the sharpness deep in his eyes: "This drama will have an ending, we don't have to wait too long."
