I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 63: 061. Mimi Really Wants to Know the Secret

Chapter 63 061. Honey really wants to know the secret

Yu Zhen's downstairs.

The two get out of the car.

Xu Xin was about to take out two more bottles of Moutai from the trunk when Yu Zhen rolled her eyes:

"Put these things there for me! You are called to eat, but to drink? How many times have I said, don't engage in those social customs when you were a student, put it down!"

"...Didn't I see that you and Shigong are both good enough to drink?"

"Then you can't drink Moutai every day! What kind of family?"

"I can deliver it to you. Is Master at home tomorrow? I'll have someone pull a cart for you..."

"..."

Yu Zhen's mouth twitched, and she suddenly tilted her head.

"Xu Xin..."

"ah?"

"Only when you say such things, can the teacher find your shadow in last semester...and remember, oh, my student is not only talented, but also a rich man."

"…hey-hey."

Xu Xin was happy, and closed the trunk door with two bottles of Moutai.

"Teacher Yu, you can boast more, I'd love to hear it."

"...be virtuous to you."

Shaking her head resignedly, seeing that he persisted, Yu Zhen did not stop him.

The two got on the elevator, and Xu Xin was free to take out his phone.

Then I saw several missed calls and unread messages.

Missed calls are five.

It was all from Yang Mi.

The message is also from her:

"Catch up! Catch up! Scared me to death!... Where are you? Are you busy? Let's go to listen to cross talk? I invite you! If it weren't for you, I guess I really wouldn't be able to do it today!"

"... What are you doing? You don't answer the phone?"

"Brother, why don't we change to a domestic copycat phone. The speaker is louder, okay?"

"I'm also drunk for your habit of not answering the phone. The show has already started."

"Then I won't go either. You won't go to KTV with someone again, will you?"

"What about people?"

"Are you there?"

"exist?"

"I'm home."

Nine messages, it looks like a series.

And looking at the last sentence "I'm going home", Xu Xin reckoned...the girls should be angry.

So he quickly replied:

"I'm with Teacher Yu. I have something to do in the afternoon, so the phone is muted."

Ding Dong.

The elevator arrives.

He put his phone in his pocket and walked out.

Wang Wenyu didn't leave work either, but there was an old man in the house whom he had never seen before.

As soon as Yu Zhen said it, Xu Xin realized that it was Teacher Yu's mother.

is Wang Xin’s grandma.

Wang Wenyu's family is not local, but Yu Zhen's family is a native of Yanjing. After being called into Zhang Yimou's team by Director Ma this time, Yu Zhen can't take care of both the family and business, let alone pick up Wang Xin every day. after school.

So the grandma Yu Xu Xin was talking about came.

The old lady is in her sixties this year. She looks very energetic and has good legs and feet. When the two of them entered the room, the food was already fragrant.

But Wang Wenyu was still stuck on the way home.

After Xu Xin put the wine on the wine cabinet, Yu Zhen didn't let him do any work, but let him do what he wanted... He really didn't treat him as an outsider.

Sitting on the sofa, he took out his phone.

Sure enough, Yang Mi has already replied to the message.

He first adjusted the mute to vibration, and then clicked on:

"Teacher Yu? Director Yu?"

"right."

"Why are you looking for Director Yu?"

"Secret, I can't tell you for now."

"???? Come on, big brother, this is what I can't stand the most. Tell me quickly, can I promise not to tell anyone?"

"no."

"QQ you!"

"It's useless to ask. I really can't tell you. If I can say it for sure, I will tell you."

"Why are you so annoying!"

"Can't you just talk to me?"

"Really not."

"..."

Between the lines, Xu Xin could tell that this girl really wanted to know...or she simply couldn't bear to scratch her head when she knew a secret but didn't know the content.

Anyway, she looks anxious.

It's a pity that Xu Xin really can't say.

At least until it's announced, can't say.

so…

"Then I also have a secret, let's exchange it?"

Seeing this, Xu Xin was delighted.

replied:

"Then you speak first."

"...do you think I'm a fool?"

"I can't say anyway, haha."

"BS YOU!"

Xu Xin was happy again, and at this moment, the little girl walked up to Xu Xin at some point:

"Brother Xu, what are you doing?"

"Well, Xinxin... have you finished your homework?"

"Um."

Staring at Xu Xin's cell phone, the little girl asked curiously:

"Is Brother Xu chatting with someone?"

"right."

"...is Brother Xu's girlfriend?"

"Well…"

Xin said that children are not old now, how do they know so much?

Shaking his head speechlessly:

"No, it's my brother's friend."

"Oh~~"

The girl nodded and stopped asking, but turned on the TV with the remote control and watched cartoons.

…

What I ate at night was Jajangmyeon.

Not to mention...Xu Xin really likes the taste.

Pair it with various dishes. Although it is simple, it has a "home" taste.

And Wang Wenyu picked up the script that Xu Xin said again, still from the perspective of professional editors... But to be honest, the content of the chat is still from the perspective of literary creation, far less than that of Teacher Feihong... or It is said that the senior sister has inspired Xu Xin even more.

After all, the other party was talking from the perspective of a professional filmmaker.

But there are also some constructive suggestions, Xu Xin also silently remembered them in his heart.

After eating, he didn't stay long and went home directly.

In fact, he really wanted to call his father and tell him that he joined the director team for the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympic Games...

Even my father's reaction was thought out.

It's nothing more than "Spoil!?", "You mean?", "Did you lie to Dad?" Category.

It was exactly like this, he still didn't make the call.

How do you say that…

Oh yes.

Low-key, forbearing, killing.

Be patient for a while.

Then…

Yang Mi's phone call suddenly came.

…

"What are you doing?"

Hearing this movement, Yang Dalin looked away from the TV and looked at his daughter's bedroom.

The bedroom door is closed.

But the Yang family’s house was a family building that was divided up at the beginning, and after it was completed, it was not renovated.

Although it is very clean, the decoration style is actually quite old.

The door of the bedroom is the kind of style that just became popular in the past, which said it was European or foreign.

The wooden door panel is not solid wood, but two very thin door panels.

This door looked very high-end at first, but according to later generations, it is a light luxury style.

But what is light luxury?

To put it bluntly, it is the kind of person who has no money in their pockets but still wants to look upscale.

All on the surface.

Although the quality of the door is good, it has not been good in recent years.

Not to mention the lack of sound insulation, let’s just talk about the underside of the bedroom door frame. Because of mopping the floor for a long time, the mop will touch the underside of the door panel, and the glue will be a little bit black.

It's not that Yang Dalin is reluctant to change, but according to his lover Yang Chunling, he saved money to change his daughter to a big house.

This house is for us to live in anyway. When we have saved enough money, our daughter’s house can be better decorated and it can be used as a dowry.

So, do what you can.

But this also leads to... The house is not very soundproof.

No, Yang Dalin heard the noise from his daughter's side.

Subconsciously, he turned down the TV volume.

Yang Chunling, who was eating fruit and watching TV, sighed helplessly:

"Oh...Old Yang, can you still watch her forever?"

Although she can understand the professional habits of a husband who is a people's policeman and has seen many dark sides of society over the years.

But the problem is... that is your own daughter.

Yang Dalin shook his head and said in a low voice:

"I'll just listen."

"You might as well just ask her who to call, and you can rest assured after you ask her clearly... My daughter is so old, is it possible that she can make friends or something?"

"Who won't let her make friends anymore? I'm worried that she won't recognize people. I'm talking about going out of town for so long tomorrow, and you still won't let me follow. Can't I listen more?"

"Why do you follow my daughter to film? Let people see that she hasn't grown up yet? Are you saying that she doesn't have the ability to think? If you protect her like this, when will she really grow up?"

"I am her father, if I don't protect her, who will protect her?"

"you…"

Yang Chunling was speechless.

Obviously, this is not the case once or twice.

Worrying about her daughter learning badly every day.

Every day I worry that my daughter will make bad friends.

For fear that something might go wrong...

So, she got up as usual, took an apple and knocked on her daughter's door.

Push away.

"Girl, eat an apple."

"Eh, good..."

Yang Mi took it, and then she didn't need her mother to ask, she just said:

"I'm calling my classmate, girl, please leave me alone."

Yang Chunling understood and withdrew.

Obviously, this is not the first time that the mother and daughter have met at this time.

After exiting the room, Yang Chunling snatched the remote control from her husband without saying a word, not only restored the volume, but even turned it up by a notch, looked at her speechless husband provocatively, and snorted.

"..."

Yang Dalin was also speechless.

But at least the attention is back on the TV.

…

"Auntie?"

"Well, my mom came in and brought me an apple."

"Then why am I a girl?"

"You're so smart, you can't figure out why?"

Hearing this rhetorical question, Xu Xin laughed:

"Okay, in fact, if it's my daughter, I have to ask, I understand."

"…Um."

Yang Mi responded, and then said:

"I get up tomorrow morning at 6:50 for the first flight."

"...Need me to drive you?"

"No, I want to tell you that I will join the group soon, and I will meet many celebrities! Then, if you are interested, tell me the secret in exchange... Whose autograph do you want? Do you want Liu Yifei's? ? I'm trying to make a blessing for you... is it meaningful enough?"

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless.

"I don't like Liu Yifei."

"Don't like it? You don't even like her? Fairy sister! Then I'll get Huang Xiaoming for you, right?"

"...No, what's your brain circuit? If you don't like women, why don't you get me a man?"

Xu Xin was speechless and funny:

"I don't chase stars, so I don't need it. At the same time, Yang Mi, please stop thinking about it. I really can't tell you that secret...Why don't you ask Teacher Yu, okay? You ask her, she wants Tell you, then I have no objection."

"..."

Now, Yang Mi also turned off the fire.

"... why are you so annoying!"

"Ha ha…"

Glanced at the time, Xu Xin said directly:

"Okay, let's do this first, you go to bed early, isn't it the plane tomorrow morning? I still have to work on the script here, I wish you the best of luck?"

"…Um."

The girl responded first, and then...asked uncertainly:

"Is there really no possibility of negotiation?"

"Get out!"

"okay."

The phone hangs up.

Xu Xin didn't think too much, just sat down at the desk and lit a cigarette for himself.

Looking at his main story line of about 300 words...Although he has a hunch that he may be busy for a long time in the future, let alone whether he has time to shoot... I am afraid that even the time for writing the script may be very tight...or even There is no time to create.

It is good to design one more dialogue or one scene.

after all…

This is my child.

…

Nothing to say all night.

Early the next morning, Xu Xin drove directly to the Olympic Building. When he was about to leave, he realized that his mobile phone had been forgotten to be charged last night.

This is a mess...

But it’s okay. Looking at the phone’s battery power is still about 50%, it should last until I get back from get off work today.

The road from Shijia Hutong to the Olympic Building is not difficult.

The distance of more than ten kilometers is only a few traffic lights because of the viaduct.

He left home at 7 o'clock, and after half an hour, he arrived at the place just after 8 o'clock.

After flashing the card to the security guard, let them go directly.

Take the elevator and reach the 12th floor.

That is the floor where the meeting was held yesterday.

The big meeting room is next to Director Fan Yue's creative team. Xu Xin was about to walk into the small hall of the creative team, when he saw Zhang Yimou sitting alone in a daze in the big meeting room.

Xu Xin stopped, walked in and greeted politely:

"Director Zhang."

"...Huh?...Oh, Xiao Xu."

The middle-aged man who came back to his senses nodded, and suddenly said:

"Do you think this performance should pay tribute?"

"Tribute?"

Xu Xin was taken aback.

After thinking about it, he took off his backpack and put it on a chair.

Holding the back of the chair with his hands, he thought for a while and said:

"Yes, but I think more... should reflect our own romance?"

"Own romance?"

Zhang Yimou originally only asked casually, but after hearing this, he suddenly became interested:

"Tell me."

"Well…"

Xu Xin was actually a little hesitant.

Because what we are talking about now is not a specific picture, but the core theme of a performance.

He was also a little uncertain.

Perhaps seeing his difficulty, Zhang Yimou said directly:

"It's okay, speak freely, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"...Eh, good."

Nodding again, anyway, there is no one at the moment, so he simply said directly:

"Actually, what I think is very simple, Director Zhang. Many of our large-scale evening shows, whether they are Spring Festival Gala, Mid-Autumn Festival or various performances, as long as they are officially held, the concept of paying tribute is very strong... Do you listen to cross talk?"

"Cross talk?"

Zhang Yimou was taken aback.

Xu Xin nodded:

"Well, recently there is a particularly popular cross talk actor named Guo Degang."

"He... seems to have heard this name before, what's wrong?"

"He is a cross talk actor, but he claims to be a non-mainstream cross talk actor. I also heard from my classmate that he is currently in conflict with the mainstream... that is, cross talk actors in the system. According to my classmate, Guo Degang believes that cross talk It is a grassroots art itself, rooted in the secular soil, the first requirement is joy and happiness, rather than educating others about some truths through cross talk. I think...you said tribute, in fact, these mainstream cross talk practitioners also have It’s such a concept, right? What’s it called… praising cross talk.”

"...well, you go on."

"I have heard Guo Degang's cross talk live, indeed, I must admit, it is him who made me realize that this art can really be fun like this. In my heart, I like it... But who do you want to say I can’t tell who is right and who is wrong. It’s hard to say whether mainstream cross talk deviates from the original intention of cross talk. Whether Guo Degang’s “non-mainstream” cross talk is negating this kind of tribute is not entirely correct. So...according to my understanding...or , Our concept, Tai Chi Yin and Yang, is different in that the solitary yin does not grow, and the solitary yang does not grow. Is there me in you, and you in me? Right? "

Listening to Xu Xin's explanation, Zhang Yimou asked directly:

"You mean there can be? But not both?"

"Yes... In fact, we already have it, don't we? The four great inventions are the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors. In our plan, there are many elements to pay tribute to the ancestors. But the same, I think we sometimes It shouldn't be so serious...Let foreigners see and understand our romance, and at the same time, there is no lack of that...just right humor...

Humor that belongs to us, but can be understood by the world. And... on this occasion, does paying tribute also have to consider world culture? We can't just pay tribute to our ancestors...I think the tribute should be a tribute to the concepts of peace and love under the Olympic spirit, right? "

"A tribute to the ideas of love and peace, right?"

Zhang Yimou showed that iconic frown again.

Then suddenly nodded:

"You write down what we talked about. If I forget something in the meeting later, remember to add it to me."

"Uh... good."

"Well, have you had breakfast yet?"

"…ah?"

Xu Xin was taken aback again, and asked:

"Have you had breakfast yet?"

Then he suddenly found that the other party's clothes seemed to be the one he wore yesterday...

"You didn't leave last night, did you?"

"No, they built a rest room on it with a bed... Then you can summarize, I'll go to eat first, and we will have a meeting later to touch this idea."