Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 112 Experience life on Pishan Island(2/2)

After a while, the crackling raindrops hit the rooftop.

At this time, the two of them suddenly heard bursts of cheers, which were the voices of the soldiers, very happy.

Chen Fei and Jiao were both puzzled. It was raining, especially on the island. What's the point of celebrating?

The two of them quickly turned over and sat up, then got up, walked to the door and watched.

At this time, the instructor walked over in a raincoat, his face smiled like a flower, and he took the initiative to explain to Chen Fei and Jia Ke. After listening to his explanation, Chen Fei and Jia Ke suddenly realized.

Although Chen Fei has served as a soldier, to be honest, he really doesn't know these small details of the island guarding troops, which is also an eye-opener.

Pishan Island connects the sky and the sea, and the scenery is vast, but the weather here that is most popular among officers and soldiers is not clear sky but continuous rain.

Because it is far away from the mainland, tap water cannot be connected, and the water used by the company's officers and soldiers in daily life and work comes from rainfall and surface seepage.

In the entire camp, except for the company's water storage cellar, there is only one well at the foot of the mountain and several huge plastic buckets storing rainwater under the eaves.

When washing up in the morning and evening, officers and soldiers had to line up to get water in front of the water cellar. The duty officer accurately "measures" the military tooth cylinder - one cylinder, two cylinders, and three cylinders. Usually, this is the total amount of water used for washing up in one wash.

So, taking a bath on the island is a luxury.

Instructor Zhao Hui also explained to Chen Fei and Jia Ke the secrets summarized by the officers and soldiers:

Dip the towel and wash it, and the officers and soldiers call it "dry cleaning";

When the rain is sufficient, the company bathhouse is open normally, and everyone will be as happy as the New Year;

If there is no rain for a period of time, even "dry cleaning" cannot be washed, and the only water source can only ensure drinking...

There is really nothing we can do, everyone will go to the island to take an "open-air bath" next to the well.

But the well water was too iced, not cold, but ice.

"Crash" a basin of well water poured down from the upper body, and the chill pierced into the bones. Therefore, people rarely try this kind of bathing, because once you wash it, you can easily get sick.

But the hardships of Pishan Island are more than that.

The island has a humid and salty climate, and the radar soldiers have been sitting for many years, many of them suffer from rheumatoid arthritis and lumbar disc herniation.

After the rain cleared, it was time for the soldiers on duty to patrol, so the instructor personally took Chen Fei and Jia Ke to walk the island together.

Back at the dormitory, Giaco leaned over and dragged his suitcase out from under the bed. He opened the box to get things and said, "Chen Fei, I have decided, I want to modify the script."

However, Chen Fei had thought of this for a long time.

To be honest, he had long felt that Giako's script should be more perfect because it was a little more plain, the story was not very good, and the conflict was not fierce enough.

Chen Fei's understanding of art films is slightly different from that of ordinary people. He thinks that even art films should be treated with the eyes of commercial films. When the audience enters the theater, they first watch a story, and then art, rather than the other way around, watch art first, and then pursue stories. After all, movies are movies.

This is the conclusion that Chen Fei came to after summarizing the experience of many successful art film directors, but it is obvious that Jia Ke’s understanding of this is not enough.

He came to Pishan Island today and was greatly stimulated, so his brains exploded and his ideas flew out. He took out the script he had written before, drew a fork here and smeared it there. After a while, a good, clean script was beyond recognition.

When he first started to change, he was still extremely excited, his eyes were lit up, just like the stars at night, but as he changed, as more and more things were added, his head seemed to explode. At the end, he angrily threw the script to the ground: "Damn it, is there shit in my mind? Why is it getting worse and worse for me to write it!"

Chen Fei picked up his script and read it. Sure enough, there were so many thoughts on it. He even suspected that Garko wanted to stuff all his ideas into this script in his life.

He opened and looked, finally closed the pages and said to Jia Ke: "Old Jia, let me tell you my opinion!"

"Okay, you say it!" Jia Ke looked up at Chen Fei.

"I think you need to do subtraction first."

"Subtraction?"

"Yes, you have too many ideas and ideas, but don't forget that we are just a movie that costs more than a hundred minutes, with too many things, like a balloon and keep cheering in. The final result is only an explosion."

After hearing this, Jia Ke scratched his head: "I know too, but..."

"Nothing, but Lao Jia, you must cut off your arm. Have you summed up why your previous movies succeeded?"

Giaco shook his head.

He makes movies all by intuition and talent. He rarely uses science thinking like Chen Fei to analyze and summarize.

Chen Fei said: "But I have analyzed and summarized your successful movies. Your success lies in one point. Do you find that the art films you succeeded in have only one core theme, never add more, and the few movies you are not very successful, such as "The Sun Sets", have many elements, such as husband and wife relationships, family ethics, human struggles, social reality..."

Chen Fei knew what kind of person Jia Ke was, and he knew that Jia Ke could listen to his opinions, so when he talked about these things, he spoke out bluntly and said something.

Jia Ke listened quietly, his eyes only stared at the ground at first, but soon raised it, staring at Chen Fei like a copper bell.

Is this guy an old professor in the film school? Why do you have one set after another?
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next