Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 139 Watching Movies Together
"Wait a moment." Ye Anrong still had work on hand, nodded slightly to Lin Zhihui, lowered his head and continued to read the documents.

Lin Zhihui was not in a hurry, he just sat on the sofa and admired the beauties.

The so-called people who work hard are the most beautiful. Ye Anrong's eyes are drooping, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her face. Her bright facial features bring a sense of softness, making her look very demure.

After Ye Anrong signed the document, he raised his head and just met Lin Zhihui's eyes. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved and he smiled generously at him. Lin Zhihui peeked at the bag and couldn't help but feel a little fever on his face. He looked away and clenched his fists. He coughed lightly at his mouth.

"Look at the sweat on your face, there is a bathroom over there, do you want to wash your face first?" Ye Anrong closed the document, pointed to a door in the corner, and said to Lin Zhihui.

Lin Zhihui was feeling a little uncomfortable, so he stood up calmly, and when he came out of the bathroom, Ye Anrong was standing at the small bar attached to the office making tea.

"Don't you think you're a little impulsive?" Ye Anrong said while pouring water, "I know you're not satisfied with the script, so you can change the screenwriter, there's no need to give up such an opportunity."

Lin Zhihui shrugged his shoulders. What screenwriter did he want now? The film could be released immediately after filming. He went to the chair by the bar and sat down. He took the tea cup handed over by Ye Anrong, and immediately a faint fragrance poured into his nose.

"This is Dahongpao." Ye Anrong said casually, "I think it tastes pretty good."

"Everything I drink tastes the same." Lin Zhihui didn't feel embarrassed at all. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his inability to taste tea. For him, these things had only one use, which was to quench his thirst.

Ye Anrong smiled with a natural expression, knowing that Lin Zhihui was telling the truth, if she insisted on it for the sake of face, it would make her look down a bit: "There are two screenwriters in this adaptation, and the other's style may be more suitable for fantasy themes. I'll put him in charge of your novel."

"No need." Lin Zhihui put down his teacup and interrupted Ye Anrong.

Ye Anrong was not angry, he just looked at him calmly and said, "Is there any reason that can convince me?"

Lin Zhihui stood up and walked to the sofa, picked up the backpack he had thrown on the ground, and put it on the bar in front of Ye Anrong.

"Are you planning to shoot by yourself?" Ye Anrong curiously opened the backpack, and saw that there was a large plate of movie film inside, and couldn't help joking.

Lin Zhihui stretched out a finger and shook Yao Yao, and corrected: "You are half right, I just took the picture myself, and I have already finished the filming, this is the finished product."

Ye Anrong was really a little surprised this time, her red lips parted slightly, seeing that Lin Zhihui didn't seem to be joking, she couldn't help but look down at the film in the backpack again.

"I'm a complete layman when it comes to filming and distribution, so I can only come to you for help." Lin Zhihui spread his hands pretending to be helpless.

"How is that possible?" Ye Anrong still didn't believe it. From Lin Zhihui's refusal to sign the contract to now, it has only been less than 48 hours. It is impossible for any crew to finish filming a movie in such a short period of time.

"The movie is here." Lin Zhihui reached out and patted the backpack, which clearly meant that it was a movie: "Of course, you can inspect the goods first."

Ye Anrong took a deep breath, knowing that Lin Zhihui would not play such a joke on her, so he stared at him for a long time and said, "Of course we have to test it."

With that said, he turned around and walked to his desk, picked up the phone and asked his secretary to contact the theater to arrange travel.

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The theaters under the Aedas Group are located all over the country. Ye Anrong only needs a phone call if he wants to watch a movie. The doors of the theaters are open at any time.

Today is the weekend, and the major theaters are almost full. Lin Zhihui followed Ye Anrong directly from the VIP channel to the luxurious VIP theater. He couldn't help but sigh that poverty had limited his imagination. He had been to this theater many times, but this was still the first time he had visited it. Once I knew there was a whole other world inside.

Ye Anrong naturally also noticed Lin Zhihui's expression, but she would not tell him, because Ye Wenzhi likes to watch movies. Not only Ye's family has a special audio-visual room, but all the movie theaters under Aedas all over the country have such luxurious movie theaters. Movie viewing for special guests.

The secretary girl is obviously familiar with the way, and she is also familiar with the film playing equipment. She quickly put the film away, and carefully prepared the necessary popcorn and drinks for viewing, and then quietly exited.

Because of Ye Wenzhi's little hobby, Aedas Group also dabbled in movies, and often got the master tape to watch. Naturally, it was necessary to keep it secret, and the secretary naturally knew the rules.

The lights dimmed slightly, and the screen lit up at the right time. To be honest, Lin Zhihui really didn't know what the final film would look like. After all, Fatty Wang had only completed the editing at that time, and the cast and so on were all added by the gods themselves.

The opening scene is in a very orthodox Chinese style, the landscape is freehand, and the big characters of the film title are also written vigorously, with a strong character. He leaned forward and looked a little more serious.

"It doesn't matter what kind of photo is taken, this kind of calligraphy and painting alone can attract a large number of people." Ye Anrong turned his head and gave Lin Zhihui a meaningful look, and said in a low voice.

Lin Zhihui could only pretend to be enigmatic. He couldn't tell Ye Anrong that these paintings and calligraphy were written by gods who had lived for thousands of years. However, he also felt a little regretful. If he had known better, he would have taken the opportunity to ask for a few calligraphy and paintings. It’s a family heirloom, and it’s not worth taking a walk around Penglai Island.

"I'm not dazzled, the protagonist is actually you." Ye Anrong turned around in surprise when he saw No. [-] in the world on the cast list.

"I can't help it, my friends are too supportive." Lin Zhihui looked helpless. He had no choice. The gods had appointed him and he had no choice but to put it on the shelves.

"You're not spending 10 yuan on this web drama, are you?" Ye Anrong looked suspicious. She really didn't underestimate Lin Zhihui. She knew his details very well and had never had any interaction with the entertainment industry.

"Absolutely big investment and big production." Lin Zhihui boasted boldly, and said this without guilt at all.

Originally, this was a copy of the famous director Wang Fatty's original words: "Even if you spend tens of billions, you can't shoot such special effects."

Ye Anrong gave him a sideways look, but didn't speak, and turned to continue watching the film.

Lin Zhihui's mind fluttered, Mo Ming felt that the look was full of charm, he couldn't help touching his nose, trying to ignore the constant fragrance coming from around him, and focused his attention on the big screen in front of him.

Vigorous and stirring soundtrack rich in ancient rhyme reverberated in the projection hall, making Ye Anrong's eyes widen a bit, revealing the look of anticipation.

Lin Zhihui also nodded secretly. Sure enough, the gods are not given for nothing. With super special effects and super sound effects alone, if there is a chance to enter the film festival, at least he can win several trophies.

(End of this chapter)