Chapter 289 288, Yin

Although the movie "Train to Busan" is scheduled to be released on Halloween, November 1, Sun Hao actually submitted its mainland version to the film authorities for review before the National Day.

On October 8, the first working day after the National Day Golden Week, there was feedback from the authorities, saying that some scenes were too bloody and needed to be modified.

On October 10, the second draft was submitted for review.

This time the efficiency was high. On October 12, there was feedback from the authorities, saying that some scenes were too scary and needed to be modified.

On October 15, the third draft was submitted for review.

This time, it took a little longer. It was not until Sun Hao arrived in Hong Kong Island that the movie "Final Destination" had already started shooting, and then a leader of the film authorities revealed that if there were no accidents, "Train to Busan" should be released simultaneously with other film markets around the world.

In this regard, Sun Hao was very happy. After "Source Code", another movie he shot himself could meet the mainland audience.

It doesn't matter whether it makes money or not. The main thing is that it can give the crew members and actors who follow him a capital to brag!

Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, Grandpa, Grandpa, see, this movie is made by us.

But Sun Hao was too happy too early.

At 6 pm on October 31, just one hour before the release of "Train to Busan", the domestic co-distributors China Film Group, Bona Film Group, Huayi Film and Television, and Guangxian Media received the latest notice from above.

The notice only had one sentence [The horrible and bloody scenes are still serious, which may have a negative impact on mainland audiences. It is recommended to continue to revise! ]

Oh my god!

In South Korea, the real-time box office of "Train to Busan" released in advance has exceeded 2.4 million US dollars. You actually asked me to revise it at this time. I won’t do it!

If you say you won’t do it, you won’t do it!

"Train to Busan" was released in full swing in the global film market, and Sun Hao was filming in full swing... As for a certain department, you can do whatever you want!

Sun Hao quit, but 20 days later, some leaders of the film department followed Han Shanye, and five people came at once.

…

Tai Hom Village, the last squatter area in the center of Hong Kong Island.

The so-called squatter is a simple house built with iron sheets and wooden boards. In the 1950s, about 100,000 refugees fled from the mainland to Hong Kong Island. The then British Hong Kong government was unable to resettle them, so it allowed them to build squatter houses to live in, resulting in a densely packed characteristic squatter area.

It is of the same nature as the shanty towns in the mainland.

When Tai Hom Village was prosperous, it was said that there were more than 7,000 residents, food shops, milk tea stalls, rice shops, daily necessities, and even its own fire brigade. It was a completely self-sufficient independent community.

But now, it has to make way for urban development. According to rumors, the Hong Kong Municipal Government plans to completely demolish it next year or the year after.

At night, the sky was clear and stuffy, with no wind and no clouds, and even similar to the heat of summer.

After leaving the airport, Sun Hao did not return to the hotel, but directly brought Han Shanye and five supervisors to this place for a stroll.

In fact, Han Shanye was also dissatisfied with these people. "Train to Busan" was revised again and again, and it was just short of mosaics on the zombies' heads. Anyone would be upset.

But even so, when he saw Sun Hao actually leading people here, his scalp was still numb. My grandson, Zhengzhi doesn't play like this.

"Sun Hao..."

"Hmm?"

"Where are we going tonight?" Han Shanye pulled Sun Hao's arm with his hand, and then kept winking at the back.

Seeing this, Sun Hao smiled faintly and turned his head and said: "Don't be afraid, leaders, I don't mean anything else, I just want to take everyone to eat some pure Hong Kong Island specialties."

"Uh..., Director Sun Hao, you're polite."

The bald man who followed closely behind changed his face, and no longer had the leisure and leisure at the door of the terminal.

Sun Hao, this grandson, don't look for someone here to knock me and these people with a club? !

"Director Sun Hao, we are here to work, just treat us to some simple food."

"Haha..., how can it be simple food? Tonight, we must eat something special." As he spoke, Sun Hao went deeper into the streets.

The further he went, the narrower and dirtier it became.

It even gave Han Shanye a feeling of visiting a big market in his childhood, dirty, with low eaves everywhere, and shops hidden underneath. The residents were slow and leisurely, greeting and bargaining leisurely, which was completely different from the outside.

Under the leadership of Sun Hao, the group avoided obstacles on the road, weaved back and forth in the pitch-black artificial tunnel, and finally turned into a narrow street.

The sundries and iron racks on both sides almost squeezed the road surface to disappear. On the left were all abandoned shops, and on the right was a small barbecue restaurant with a sign that clearly read [Su Ji]!

When the hungry people came here, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they all glowed, and they could smell the fragrance from a distance.

Seeing the roast goose, roast pigeon and mouth-watering roast suckling pig hanging on the greasy chopping board with iron hooks is simply a crime.

"Boss, bring two pounds of each and put them in the shop, two small cold dishes, a bundle of beer, seven portions of fried rice noodles, um, eat here."

Perhaps because Sun Hao came too often, the chubby boss lady was too lazy to even raise her eyelids.

"Take the beer from the ground; the ingredients are at the back, mix the small cold dishes you want; the rice noodles and eggs are in the bag at the back, fry them if you want, my man is only responsible for cutting a few meats for you."

"Today, I have guests!" Sun Hao said with a smile.

"What's wrong with having guests?

We are not as delicious as you, is that okay?"

"Haha..."

Han Shanye laughed happily.

Although he could not understand what they were saying in Cantonese, he could see from their expressions that Sun Hao was being controlled by the lady boss.

Well, as long as this kid gets humiliated, I will be happy!

Who told him to scare me all the way?

The taciturn boss moved quickly. As soon as the few people sat down, the fragrant roast duck, roast goose, roast pigeon and roast suckling pig were served on the table.

Sun Hao's movements were also not slow. In less than five minutes, the oil-drizzled lettuce and cold lotus root slices were freshly baked.

He wanted to go back to the kitchen to make fried rice noodles, but was blocked by the somewhat dull boss.

"Sun, you have guests, eat first, I'll go to fry!"

"Thanks, Brother Su." Sun Hao patted his shoulder.

"Hehe..., it's okay!"

Being a leader is like this, you have to pay attention to your status at all times. Even if you are hungry, you have to wait until the host comes to the table.

Seeing Sun Hao sitting down, the bald man was happy, and he raised his glass and said: "Thank you Director Sun Hao for the hospitality, let's drink first!"

But who knows, Sun Hao waved his hand.

"Leaders, I see you are all holding bags, let's finish the business first and then eat, anyway, it won't take a moment."

"Uh..."

Puff...

At this moment, Han Shanye wanted to laugh out loud!

Sun Hao is so damn cunning.

We had dinner on the plane at 12 noon, and now it's 7:30 in the evening. After getting off the car, he led everyone around for an hour, and anyone would be starving.

But in this case, he put delicious food and beer on the table...

The key is that he doesn't let you eat, but asks you to give opinions on his movie.

Hehe…, come on, didn’t you say when you came here that there were more than 50 things that needed to be revised in Train to Busan? !