I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

   Chapter 314 312. Borrowing money

10 at night.

  Xu Xin rubbed his eyes and closed the "Jinling Thirteen Pans" in his hand.

   "Sleep, sister."

  He burrowed into the bed, and put his hand on Yang Mi's leg, which was still half leaning against the head of the bed, to caress.

  The hand feel is not generally good.

"Um."

  Yang Mi responded perfunctorily:

   "Go to sleep."

   "...Are you still asleep?"

   "You sleep on yours, I... have been watching for ten minutes."

  Holding the copy of Wa Huan... No, Biography of Zhen Huan, Yang Mi said without turning her head.

   "...It's already 10 o'clock."

   "Just say one more thing, I've demoted you to a commoner, and I won't flip your brand in the future."

"…What the hell?"

   Xu Xin didn't understand.

  But Yang Mi became impatient:

   "Oh! Go to sleep quickly, I will fall asleep in a while."

   "..."

   Helpless, Xu Xin turned off the desk lamp on his side and turned around directly.

  His sleep quality is not bad, as soon as he touches the pillow.

   Then I felt that something was wrong in a daze.

   Opening his eyes subconsciously, he saw a figure with his back turned to him.

"…elder sister?"

   "Huh?...uh...I'm going to the bathroom."

  Hearing this, Xu Xin, who was not very clear-headed, got up subconsciously:

   "I'll help you..."

   "No, you go to sleep."

   "No...what if you fall down."

  The responsibility of being a husband made him get up immediately, and then he walked to the foot of the bed in three steps, meaning to help Yang Mi go to the bathroom.

  Yang Mi didn't refuse either, and walked to the bathroom with the support of her brother, stepping on the desk lamp that was used as a night light.

  Xu Xin leaned against the door frame and continued to doze off half-closed.

  After being disturbed by the sound of flushing the toilet, he diligently helped Yang Mi back to the bed.

   Habitually glanced at the phone...

2:00.

   "It's 2 o'clock?"

"…I do not know."

  Yang Mi's voice was unusually calm:

   "I was also woken up by peeing."

"oh oh."

  Xu Xin turned around and faced her.

   With a "click", the desk lamp turns off.

  The room was plunged into darkness.

  Then the next day...Yang Mi didn't get up.

   Even skipped breakfast, and slept until ten o'clock.

  Frightened Xu Xin thought she was not feeling well, and wanted to take her to the hospital.

  However, after the family doctor brought some fetal heart rate monitoring and other inspections, he found that everything was normal.

   Xu Xin was puzzled.

what's the situation?

  My sister, who has always had a normal schedule, actually slept until after 10 o'clock?

   Then, after having breakfast, she picked up the book again...

Um…

   Not to mention, it's a bit like she was chasing "Langya Bang" back then.

   But pregnant women, as long as the mood is comfortable on the line.

  You can do whatever you want.

  He didn't care, but set off directly to the West Film Studio, and continued to watch the blind selection of "The Voice".

  But... Maybe it's because of word-of-mouth fermentation? Or did the confidentiality work not do a good job? There are a lot of reporters outside Xiying Studio today.

   Not even with hidden ones.

   Just guarding on both sides of the road.

   And Xu Xin saw with his own eyes a boy with a "Voice" contestant's pass on his chest, and when he walked to the door with a middle-aged couple who should be his parents, he was stopped by the reporters.

  He frowned, and said to Zhang Jiao who was driving:

   "Pause after entering the door."

"OK."

  The commercial vehicle drove into Xiying Studio and stopped.

  Xu Xin waved to the security guard in the reception room.

  Seeing that it was Xu Xin, the security guard in his thirties hurried over:

   "Director Xu."

  Xu Xin nodded politely, and pointed out the door:

   "What's the matter with these reporters?"

   "I don't know, it came suddenly."

   "The people looking for us, stop them on both sides, don't let them interfere with the players."

  Hearing this, the security guard nodded quickly:

   "Okay! Okay! Do it now!"

   "Well, thank you for your hard work."

  Xu Xin casually took out two packs of cigarettes from the side of the car:

   "Hold the smoke for the brothers."

   "Huh? Oh, what a shame, what a shame..."

   "Take the draw."

  Xu Xin forced the cigarette into his hand, then waved his hand:

   "Hurry up and deal with it."

"Eh!"

  Before the car door closed, Xu Xin saw that the security guard had returned to the house and started calling for someone with a walkie-talkie.

   It was originally just a small episode.

  Xu Xin just didn't want them to affect the status of the contestants in the audition.

   You must know that many of these contestants are ordinary people, and if this group of reporters can do normal interviews, but if they do some tricks and start talking, then the mystery of "The Voice" will be lost.

  Even if everyone has been told to keep it secret.

  But the heart of defense is indispensable.

  Following his instructions, soon, the security team in Xiying Studio began to gather at the gate.

  For these journalists, the way the security team works is fairly straightforward.

   Everyone is local, who cares if you have interview rights?

  Although this is an exaggeration, the West Film Studio is the only one in Xi'an.

   Let you go, you have to give face.

  Of course, it has to be carried out in a civilized manner, so as not to cause trouble to the factory.

  Thus, these people were directly divided into two teams, one team guarded the entrance of the guest house, and the other team guarded the gate.

  Anyway, there is a road between the two sides.

  After the reporters were isolated, the contestants had no disturbances. After leaving the hostel and entering the Xiying Studio, they were never disturbed again.

   And journalists are not stupid.

  Big summer, I just heard some gossip. It is said that "The Voice" is doing well. I want to see if I can come here to dig out first-hand news.

  But since people here don't allow interviews, it's early in the afternoon... some reporters don't force it.

  The weather is always so hot, to shoot some players who God knows whether they will be selected or eliminated, it is purely looking for guilt.

   Some of the more intelligent journalists have given up.

   "The Voice" starts at 1 o'clock, and the contestants usually arrive at the scene around 12 o'clock to prepare.

  The players ate at the hostel, but they were all still hungry.

  This is the case for two local reporters from Xi'an.

   Seeing that the Xiying Studio did not allow interviews, they put away the cameras, planning to find a place to eat a bowl of noodles, drink a bottle of Bingfeng, and then see how the situation is in the afternoon.

  There is a place to eat on Furong West Road next to Xiying Studio.

  The two of them walked over there.

  But as soon as they reached the intersection of Furong West Road and Xiying Road, the two of them suddenly saw a commercial vehicle coming from the side of Furong West Road.

   It was nothing.

  But after the car door opened, a woman with loose hair and a baseball cap got out of the car.

  After getting out of the car, she turned her head and smiled and waved goodbye to the people in the car. She even waited for the car to turn around and leave before walking towards the two reporters with two shopping bags.

  Through professional instinct, the two reporters felt that something was wrong.

  This woman... is quite beautiful.

  One of them subconsciously raised the camera in his hand and quickly took two photos.

   And after he finished filming, the woman in the baseball cap on the opposite side also found out.

  Then... After being stunned for a moment, the woman lowered the brim of her hat instantly, then started to cross the road, circled around with the two reporters, and then continued to walk towards Xiying Studio.

  The reporter hurried after seeing this.

   But the woman's pace was not slow. When the reporters crossed the road, she was already walking towards the gate of Xiying Studio with shopping bags under the watchful eyes of the two reporters.

Then there's no way.

   One of the reporters checked the photos he had taken and asked:

   "This person... who is it?"

   "I didn't see clearly. Anyway, it's not Yang Mi, nor Liang Bingning."

"Well…"

  Hearing what his companion said, the reporter checked his own photo.

  He took a photo with the license plate number of a commercial vehicle.

   Also zoomed in a bit.

   Seeing that it was Shan A's license plate, he didn't think much about it.

   Attention shifted to the profile of the woman.

  The shot is not perfect, and it is true that no one can be seen clearly from the profile.

   Slightly regretful.

  But at this moment, suddenly, a phone call came:

   "Hey! Hurry to the airport! Hurry up!"

   "Do you want to make sprinkles? Why don't you eat lunch!"

   "Liu Yifei! Liu Yifei is coming to Xi'an! Hurry up!"

  The moment they heard the news, the two of them trotted all the way to their car, let alone eating!

   Soon, relying on his familiarity with the roads in Xi'an, the old Poussin gave off surging momentum and rushed out.

  …

   "Junior brother, I'm leaving."

"ah?"

  Xu Xin, who was drinking tea in the office, had some dissatisfaction in his voice:

   "I haven't eaten this meal yet, how can I just leave?"

   "Haha~"

   Huang Xiaoming smiled happily:

   "Go back to Yanjing. The things here are over. When you come back, let's get together again. I'm going to the airport~"

   "It's... alright."

  Listening to Xu Xin's regretful voice, Huang Xiaoming said with a smile:

   "Okay, say hello to Mimi for me and see you in Yanjing."

"OK, all right."

  The phone hung up, Huang Xiaoming sat in the car and checked the time on his watch.

good. Although a little tight, but also in time.

   At this time, his mobile phone vibrated:

   "Brother Xiao Ming, a reporter just took a picture of me. It scared me to death~"

  Seeing this message, Huang Xiaoming's face tightened slightly, and he quickly replied:

   "Isn't it blocking you? What's going on? Where was it filmed?"

   "It's not blocked, it's at the place where we got off the car. I made a circle, and now I have entered the Xiying Studio."

  Hoo~

   Huang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief, and replied:

"Next time I will pay attention."

   "No, no, Brother Xiaoming, it's my fault, I was too careless. I'm sorry."

  Seeing this message, Huang Xiaoming couldn't help showing a smile on his face:

   "Haha, little fool~"

  "^_^"…

  The two chatted all the way, and the chat didn't stop until the commercial vehicle arrived at the airport.

  Huang Xiaoming put on his hat and got out of the car.

  Before getting off the car, he deleted all the chat records between himself and Yang Ying.

  According to the method of chronological order, after Yang Ying's text message interface disappeared, the penultimate "Li Fei" took the first photo.

  Get out of the car, and the driving assistant quickly went around to the trunk to pick up the luggage.

  At the same time, the people who had been waiting at the car rental agency at the airport also walked over and began to process the delivery of the car.

  But Huang Xiaoming didn't care about anything, took out his mask and put it on his face, while walking into the airport.

   But at this moment, he suddenly heard two shutter movements of "click, click".

   "?"

   Turning his head instinctively, he saw a person holding a DSLR and shooting wildly at him.

   There was a look of excitement on his face.

   "..."

  When did the reporters in Xi'an also start to evolve towards the trend of Yanjing paparazzi?

  He was a little speechless.

   But he didn't think too much about it. After taking a glance, he withdrew his gaze and walked into the airport.

  The assistant who pushed the box followed closely behind.

  But what he doesn't know is...

   "Are you sure you made a mistake!? It's really Huang Xiaoming!"

  The two reporters who were also at Xiying Studio just now flipped through the photos in the camera at this moment, with excited faces:

   "There is absolutely nothing wrong! Look! Look! License plate!"

  Pointing to the photo in the camera that was just taken at Xiying Studio.

  Even if it is a little blurred, the license plate is still clearly visible in the digital SLR.

   It is exactly the same as the license plate of the commercial vehicle that was just driven away by the car rental company!

   "Huang Xiaoming...isn't he friends with Li Fei? Who is that woman?!...Private meeting!?"

   "Then there's no need to ask, it must be a private meeting!"

   "Haha~"

  The two talked and laughed at the same time:

   "Quickly ask if Huang Xiaoming broke up with Li Fei! If there is no breakup..."

   "Hurry up, hurry up, ask quickly! Contact Fengxing! This photo will definitely sell for a good price!"

"Um!"

  …

   "Hey, what's up?"

  Good Voice blind selection scene, Xu Xin quickly left the seat after seeing the incoming call, walked into the audience channel, and then answered the phone and asked.

"Brother, Liu Yifei suddenly came to see me. I don't know what's going on... She said vaguely on the phone, she just asked me if I was in Xi'an, and when I said yes, she said she was coming to see me. Already at the airport."

"Well…"

  Xu Xin was a little puzzled:

   "Why did you make a surprise attack again... I won't send you a message this time, making you believe her?"

   "That's not the case... I asked Tingting to pick her up. Come back and stay with me. It just so happens that I have something to talk to you about."

   "Okay, I'll go back now."

  When the daughter-in-law needs it, he is always there.

   After hanging up the phone, he sent a message to Wang Sicong that he was leaving first, and he directly dialed Zhang Jiao's number.

   "Hello, Brother Xu."

  Her movement is quite small.

"What are you doing?"

   "I'm watching the teachers' rehearsal program from the actor troupe."

   "Hmm...that's all right."

   Seeing Zhang Jiao "studying", Xu Xin said:

"You see."

"Is there a problem?"

   "No, just tell you, I'm going out, you don't have to follow."

   "Huh? No, I'll go find you..."

   "No, just stay."

  Xu Xin hung up the phone directly and walked to the parking lot.

  The internal parking lot is just beyond the office building. And when he reached the parking lot, Zhang Jiao was already there.

   Even the car starts, all four windows down, and the compressor blares like crazy, cooling the interior.

  Xu Xin was speechless for a moment:

   "Didn't I tell you to continue watching."

   "I can't go to my job, or Sister Tingting will blame me again."

   "..."

  Xu Xin was a little speechless.

   After getting into the car, he said:

   "When the school starts in September, you will go to class honestly, and I will also go to class honestly. You can't delay any longer, you know?"

"…Uh-huh!"

  Xu Xin doesn't know whether she is sincere or just perfunctory...

  Why did you agree so happily?

   Speechless, the car drove all the way home.

  After entering the door, she saw Yang Mi who was leaning on the sofa and reading "The Harem: The Legend of Zhen Huan" in her hand.

   "Are you addicted to reading this book?"

  Xu Xin was a little speechless.

   "That's what I'm going to tell you."

  She handed the book to Xu Xin:

   "Look, I think it's quite suitable to be changed into a story script."

   "...?"

  Xu Xin was taken aback.

  After taking the book, he asked:

   "What's this about?"

  Because he has a "previous record" in "The Wind", he still approves of Yang Mi's sense of adaptation.

  Even when he saw the name of this book, his intuition told him that it might be a story about the intrigue in the harem. But he still asked.

as expected…

   "Gong Dou, this is about Zhen Huan's story from a silly, white and sweet queen to the motherly queen!"

   "..."

   In one sentence, at least 90% of Xu Xin's curiosity was blown away.

  The remaining 10% is based on respect for the story...

   I haven’t watched it yet, so I won’t completely deny it.

  With this in mind, he asked:

   "That is to say... it's all a woman's play?"

   "Well, I guess. There are also men... But the specific story is that the queen's concubines compete for favor, that kind of... people: Oh, my sister, your pearl necklace is so beautiful, and the emperor really loves you~"

  Obviously she has a big belly, but this sister has a terrifying expression on her face...

   Unspeakable flattery.

  Xu Xin was taken aback when he saw it.

   Immediately afterwards, Yang Mi's expression suddenly changed, and that flattery turned into vicious meanness:

   "Behind it is: this lowly maid! I want her to die!"

   "..."

   "..."

  Not to mention Xu Xin, Zhang Jiao was also taken aback.

this…

  Did Sister Mi's complexion change so quickly?

   But Xu Xin's head was already shaking like a rattle:

   "Then I'm even less interested... This kind of harem drama, as a male director, how do I shoot it? How do I dig into your women's minds?... I don't understand either~"

   "You don't understand, as long as the author of this book understands...Brother, let me tell you, if this novel is turned into a TV series, it will definitely look good!"

  Once again, Yang Mi used the very firm and interested tone as in "The Wind":

"I even set the background. In this book, there is a fictitious "Great Zhou", and the emperor's name is Xuanling... But I think it is appropriate to put it in the Qing Palace. But I still don't know which emperor's period it is in. pondering..."

   "..."

  Xu Xin really didn't know what to say.

   Seeing his sister's excited look, he scratched his head.

  To be honest, he is still not very interested in this drama.

   He doesn't know what others think of this kind of intrigue among harem women, anyway, he has a natural rejection.

   "I have so much free time, why don't I shoot Ming Dynasty affairs. The open and secret fights in the Ming Dynasty officialdom are much more interesting than the harem."

   "Can it be the same? How can a man be as cruel as a woman?"

   "...???"

  Xu Xin was completely speechless:

   "Men are not as ruthless as women? Where did you come up with this fallacy? Don't mention anything else, do you know how many people died when Zhu Di killed Fang Xiaoru? The ten tribes of barbarians! Is there anyone in your book who is more ruthless than him?"

"Well…"

  Yang Mi was a little dumb.

but…

   "We are talking about different things. What you are talking about is rights, what I am talking about is... Let me tell you this, you read it..."

  Pointing to the book "The Legend of Zhen Huan in the Harem" in Xu Xin's hand:

   "You will understand how vicious a woman's mind can be. Just for love, she can do whatever she can. In the same way, as deep as love is, as much as hate is poisonous... Oh, it's very exciting!"

  Her eyes are full of unfinished looks.

   Obviously, it was just a street stall reading material bought for five yuan yesterday.

  But this moment it seems like... a treasure.

  Xu Xin was so embarrassed that he was about to commit cancer.

  Put the book on the table;

"If you want to make an adaptation, you can do it, but let me say first... I don't want to shoot this. I don't understand women... It's not right, either I don't understand women, or... I'm not interested in this subject matter. Do you want to act or what? of?"

   "Don't know...but I like the story. Shall we buy it?"

   "Then buy it."

  Xu Xin shrugged.

   It's not a big deal.

  He casually said:

"You might as well just buy the novels you like together, such as "Langya Bang", the domineering president, and the one where the two men are gay...what is it called? No, this kind of You’d better not touch the story. You just get something serious and just buy it together. Anyway, you will give resources after you sign someone. If you want to take the self-made path, an excellent script is definitely indispensable. Why don't you just stock up on more at once~ Seeing your favorite novels appear on the screen should be a very happy thing, right?"

  Yang Mi's eyes lit up.

yes.

  Why didn't I think of it?

  The stories I like are not expensive anyway.

  Why not take it and adapt it?

   "Great idea!...I'll give Sister Zeng a call."

"Um."

  Xu Xin responded, and then picked up the "The Legend of Zhen Huan in the Harem" again, intending to take a second look to see what kind of story it was telling.

  But just as he opened it, he suddenly remembered...

   "No, didn't you say Liu Yifei was coming?"

"Yes."

  Yang Mi, who was calling Zeng Jia, responded:

   "It will be there in a while."

   "From where?"

   "It should be Xiangjiang, right? I don't know, I didn't ask... Hey, Sister Zeng. Let me tell you something..."

  Seeing that she started communicating with Zeng Jia, Xu Xin stopped talking.

   After reading the book, the first paragraph made him frown:

"The day I first entered the palace was a very sunny day. The 20th day of the eighth lunar month in the twelfth year of Qianyuan is an auspicious day. Standing in the empty courtyard of the Forbidden City, you can see an extremely clear sky, as blue as a piece of jasper , without a trace of cloud, and occasionally geese fly by in groups."

First person?

   His interest dropped again by three points.

  Casually flipped through more than ten pages, and what caught my eye was: "Huanhuan, the relationship between me and you is better than that lover who has cultivated on the same boat for thousands of years."...

  Mom.

   A layer of goosebumps protruded directly from his neck.

Forget it.

  Close the book directly, and pointed to the back of the villa to Yang Mi who was still chatting with Zeng Jia about buying the copyright.

   The backyard is his smoking area.

   And after one cigarette was finished, Yang Mi's phone calls were also finished.

  I was holding the mobile phone to give editor Zeng Jia the title of the book he wanted to buy the copyright for.

  He yawned lazily, and lay down on the sofa, turned on the TV and tuned a channel, and spent the time before Liu Yifei came in a half-dream and half-awake state.

   Liu Yifei arrived before three in the afternoon.

   Didn't bring anyone.

   Didn't even take the luggage.

  After Xu Xin was photographed by the dazed Yang Mi, he looked at Liu Yifei who seemed to be in a strange state for some reason, and he was a little confused for a while:

   "What's wrong with this? ... Sit."

  Pointing to the sofa to let Liu Yifei sit down, he winked at Zhang Jiao again.

  Zhang Jiao understood in seconds, and hurried to make tea and pour water.

  At this moment, Liu Yifei looks out of his mind...not right.

  Six gods without a master?

   is also inappropriate.

  She is more like... the state of being overturned by something.

   It's weird.

   He couldn't help but glance at Yang Mi.

  Yang Mi is also looking at him.

   Obviously, the doubts in their hearts are the same.

   After the couple exchanged glances in mid-air, Yang Mi finally said:

   "Yifei, what's the matter? I'm out of my mind. Did something happen?"

   "..."

  Liu Yifei didn't answer directly.

   Instead, he pursed his lips.

  Glanced at Yang Mi, then at Xu Xin, and then said:

   "Mimi, Xu Xin...I want to borrow some money from you two."

   "Hmm~"

   There was no reason, Xu Xin felt relieved.

  Yang Mi felt at ease.

  According to the words of my own father (my father-in-law):

   "If you can solve the problem with money, then it's not a waste."

  Although it was a bit of a joke, it is true that when the money was mentioned, the two of them felt more at ease.

  Yang Mi nodded:

"How many?"

   "Twenty million."

   After Liu Yifei finished speaking, Yang Mi narrowed her eyes.

The thinking in her mind seems to have transcended a certain time at this moment. Before her reason could fully understand the thoughts in her mind, an instinct was born, which made her, one second after Liu Yifei said the number, Nod:

   "Well, yes. Shall I transfer you now?"

   "..."

   Liu Yifei was startled...

   Now it was her turn to be dazed.

   Subconsciously, she stammered and asked:

   "You... why don't you ask me?"

"is it necessary?"

  Yang Mi tilted her head, with a puzzled look on her face:

   "You need money, he has money, I'll just lend it to you. Why do you ask so much?"

"Well…"

  Her attitude made Liu Yifei not know how to respond for a while.

  What I want to say in my mind for a while, all ideas, reasons, and even exchange conditions, etc., can't be said.

   In this silence, she instinctively looked at Xu Xin.

Although it is a bit rude to say it, but at this moment, she actually hopes...Xu Xin can calm down and let herself tell the reasons and what happened, including her own thoughts...and then make a decision...to borrow, or not to lend Own.

   But who knew that when she looked at Xu Xin, Xu Xin thought she was asking for his opinion.

  So nodded:

   "Give me the card number."

   "..."

   Ask for a monthly pass! !

  (end of this chapter)