My success is all about dog food

Chapter 32
Jiang Mou told Lu An a lot of precautions about entering the university.

What surprised Lu An the most was that September is exactly the time for new students to enter the school.

"Today is Thursday, and tomorrow I will take you to the university to help you complete the formalities." Finally, Jiang Mou said to Lu An.

"Well, thank you, Director Jiang." Lu An was very excited.

"You won't be filming a movie tomorrow?" Wang Ke said from the side: "Let me take you there."

"..." Jiang Mou looked at Wang Ke, held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said: "As for?"

"As for!" Wang Ke said seriously.

"All right, all right, take it with you." Jiang Mou waved his hand slightly.Anyway, it was the school I contacted, even if Wang Ke took it there, the school would have to remember my love.

"Xiao An, where do you live, I will pick you up tomorrow." Wang Ke turned to look at Lu An and asked.

Lu An gave his address, but he still didn't understand, why did his two big directors still argue about this kind of thing?
Just like... little kids.

"Hey, why don't you take a day off tomorrow? I haven't been back to school for a long time, and I want to go back for a walk." Jiang Mou suddenly said.

"I just turned it on yesterday, and I will rest tomorrow. You can do it." Wang Ke said.

"I am the director, who dares to speak against me?" Jiang Mou said domineeringly.

Although he said that, Jiang Mou did not continue to talk about this topic.

"Turn on the camera and get ready to shoot." Jiang Mou picked up the loudspeaker next to him and shouted loudly.

"Look carefully at how Lao Jiang makes movies." Wang Ke patted Lu An on the shoulder and reminded: "If you have any questions, write them down first, and I will tell you when I have time."

"Well, thank you, Director Wang." Lu An said sincerely.

In the following time, Lu An personally witnessed what kind of power the so-called studio tyrant is.

Even when faced with this starring role, a popular A-list star, Jiang Mou spoke fiercely and showed no mercy.

And for others, it is even more true.

During this period, Jiang Mou occasionally listened to what Wang Ke said.

When Jiang Mou and Wang Ke disagreed, it was Wang Ke who backed down.

After a day of shooting, only a few scenes passed.

This speed is not slow.

……

In the room dedicated to the director, Jiang Mou, Wang Ke and Lu An each carried a boxed lunch and ate while watching the finished film shot today.

"This scene doesn't work. Look, if he comes here and changes the protagonist's position, wouldn't it be more expressive?" Wang Ke paused the screen and pointed to the actor above.

Jiang Mou imagined it in his mind, and then said: "It makes sense. As expected of Director Wang who is good at small scenes, I would have listened to you during the day."

Wang Ke rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to Jiang Mou at all.

It's not like I haven't cooperated with Jiang Mou before, so I always say this.

The camera was set up and the whole crew had to listen to Jiang Mou.

That is, when replaying at night, I will talk about it myself, point out the problems, and then shoot again the next day.

Lu An, on the other hand, listened carefully to the discussion between the two great directors. Although he did not understand some things, Lu An tried his best to write them down.

In fact, in Lu An's opinion, the films that Jiang Mou is willing to do today are all extremely perfect.

But Wang Ke can always see some differences. He is worthy of being a great director!

After finishing today's film, the boxed lunches in the hands of the two directors have just finished eating.

"Xiao An, is there any problem with today's filming?" Jiang Mou rubbed his belly, then asked Lu An.

"Yes, yes." Hearing this, Lu An quickly took out his small notebook for recording questions today.

At the beginning, Jiang Mou and Wang Ke were still very willing to be teachers.

But as Lu An asked more and more questions, most of which were basic questions, Jiang Mou and Wang Ke became a little impatient.

After answering questions for about half an hour, Jiang Mou ended the question and answer.

It was simply too uncomfortable.

Every time he thought of Lu An's talent, Jiang Mou wanted to teach Lu An well; but once he started teaching, Lu An would expose his lack of foundation, which made Jiang Mou very painful.

"Director Jiang, Director Wang, goodbye." Lu An stood at the door and said sincerely to the two.

Under the guidance of the two great directors, Lu An feels that he has gained a lot every time.

"Xiao An, I will pick you up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, don't sleep in."

"Will not."

……

On the way home, Lu An finally couldn't help but took out his phone and started searching for the university Director Jiang had found for him: Yanshan Film Academy.

In fact, when Lu An heard the name of this university from Director Jiang, he knew how powerful this university was.

But Lu An still wanted to search, because this would become his alma mater.

Scrolling down continuously, Lu An saw Jiang Mou's name impressively listed in the column of well-known alumni.

"Is Cheng Jiang mentor's younger brother?" Lu An couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.

After arriving home, Lu An had already taken a shower and was lying on the bed.

It's past ten o'clock, and Zhao Yunqing's call tonight has not come yet.

Looking at the phone, Lu An couldn't help but guess: Won't Yun Qing call tonight?
Call out Zhao Yunqing's mobile phone number, and put your finger on the dial button.

He wanted to call out, but hesitated.

Well, just ask Yun Qing if their school is far from Yanshan Film Academy, and we can make an appointment for dinner together in the future.

Although I had already searched for it, it only took 10 minutes to walk from Yanshan Film Academy to Zhao Yunqing's school.

But after finding a suitable reason for himself, Lu An was very happy and dialed it out.

The phone rang for a long time but no one answered, and finally hung up automatically.

The originally excited mood inevitably turned into a little disappointed, so Lu An comforted himself:
"There may be something wrong with Yun Qing."

Even though I thought so, I was still unhappy.

Lu An put his cell phone on the bedside table to charge, then closed his eyes and thought about what happened today, when his cell phone suddenly started vibrating.

He picked up the phone and saw the name "Zhao Yunching" displayed on the screen.

"Hello, uncle." As soon as the call was connected, Zhao Yunqing's voice was heard.

I don't know if it's Lu An's illusion, but I always feel tired in Zhao Yun's light voice.

"Yunqing."

"Uncle, I'm so tired." Zhao Yun made a sad face and began to complain to Lu An.

"What's wrong?" Lu An asked.

"The school is going to hold a public welfare painting exhibition recently, and then it started to torture us. I practiced painting until 09:30 before returning to the dormitory, and I just took a shower. My hands are so sore now."

"It's so hard." Lu An sighed sincerely.

"Yes." Zhao Yunqing pouted subconsciously, and then asked, "Oh, uncle, what's the matter with you calling me?"

"It's okay." Lu An suddenly decided to hide it at the last moment, and planned to surprise Zhao Yunqing at that time.

(End of this chapter)