Chapter 951 (1/2)
Recently, Xiao Yunhai has always been a dream, running both ends of the family, following the nine to five office workers.
”2012” special effects screen production is very troublesome, Xiao Yunhai's requirements are even more frightening, not to mention the four Noah's ark, let alone the special effects personnel's brains. Xiao Yunhai, Wu Hao, dozens of software engineers, special effects, props division discussed for two whole days, and finally decided.
As the first 3D film in the history of film, ”2012” is destined to be recorded in the history books. It can't be too careful to make it. At least look at every detail, even if it's a quick shot.
This also led to the frightening slow progress of post production of 2012. At this rate, it is impossible to complete the project without half a year's time.
Even now is recording the music album MV, Xiao Yunhai has no tube, let alone a laoshizi performance.
Zhao Wanqing hesitated and said, ”husband, is it improper for you to do so? After all, this is the first Golden Cup International Film Festival held in China. ”
Xiao Yunhai said with a smile: ”nothing wrong. It's time to give it up to other good singers, who need it more than I do. Wife, your due date has passed a week, how come these two little guys still don't come out? I'm in such a hurry. ”
Zhao Wanqing touched her already big stomach and said, ”I feel that they have been very active recently. Maybe they are worried. Maybe it's just these two days.”
Xiao Yunhai said: ”I am very excited at the thought of seeing our children soon. Last night, I had a dream. ”
Zhao Wanqing said with a smile:” no wonder at three o'clock in the morning, you suddenly laughed a few times. It turned out that you had a dream. ”
”Do you have any?”
”I've been woken up by you. Do you think so?”
”Ha ha, it's normal to think every day and dream at night.”
On March 26, the entrance to the theater of Yanjing cultural center was already full of people.
The 200 meter red carpet extends from the door to the intersection, and the isolation belts on both sides have been set up early. The organizing committee has set aside a large area for the reporters, which is still crowded by the media from all over the world.
A reporter hugged his camera and complained: ”what is the organizing committee doing? Don't you know if you'll give us more space? I can't even swing the tripod. ”
A middle-aged reporter nearby said: ”they have left us twice as much space as in the past, but now the golden cup Festival is no longer China's own, but belongs to the world. Journalists from other countries alone account for more than 50 percent, which is certainly crowded. ”
”I heard that dozens of foreign artists and directors were invited to the red carpet show. I wonder if it is true?”
”There can be a fake. One of my buddies in charge of security told me that even those second-line artists were not eligible to appear on the red carpet. How many stars should there be? ”
”The golden cup organizing committee is very ambitious. They want to set it up as an award ceremony to keep pace with the Oscars.”
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seeing that many journalists are really unable to work, the Organizing Committee asked people to expand the isolation belt outward, which solved the urgent need of everyone.
Fans are more excited than journalists.
”Today is really exciting. We have an International Film Festival in China.”
”I wonder if my idol, David Harnett, will come? He's a top performer. ”
”My goddess lumina should come. I went to Hollywood to see her. Unfortunately, it didn't work out. ”
”I said,” can you stop worshiping foreign countries? Our domestic artists are no worse than them. ”
”Yes. In terms of talent, acting skills and ability, who can compare with our family emperor Yun. I'm here to see how many trophies the emperor can get? ”
Fans with fluorescent sticks, posters, billboards, cheer for their idols. While the stars have not yet arrived, a heated discussion.
Finally, the first luxury car slowly appeared in front of the public.
All the voices disappeared in an instant. Countless expectant eyes looked at the car. The cameras and cameras in the hands of reporters were all ready, waiting for the moment when the star inside got off the car.
Soon, the door was opened by a waiter in a suit and bow tie.
David Harnett, the film emperor of Hollywood's $40 million club, stepped out of the room and waved his hand with a smile. The flash lights in the reporters' hands flashed like a sea of thunder. The shutter sound of cameras and cameras kept clicking.