My singer girlfriend is super fierce

After finishing the filming of "Hello! Mr. Tree", the crew disbanded on the spot.

In the evening, Ye Zhiqiu organized a "wrap-up banquet" for the entire crew. Since it was a small crew, there was no waste. The banquet was held at a well-known local restaurant, and the atmosphere was lively.

After the wrap party, except for the behind-the-scenes staff, the actors who had other work plans or missed home left directly, and some people chose to stay in this small town for another night.

After all, for most people, unless something unexpected happens, they will never set foot in this unknown, declining northeastern town again...

That night, Ye Zhiqiu made a video call to Yu Caiwei in the hotel.

The call was connected quickly, and a pretty face with fair skin and a look of joy and anger appeared on the other side of the screen.

"Wife, I miss you so much!" Ye Zhiqiu collapsed on the big bed without any image, holding up his cell phone.

"I miss you, too." Yu Caiwei smiled, looked at him for a few times, and said, "Didn't the crew wrap up today? When will you be back?"

“You found out so quickly?” Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. The last time he talked with Yu Caiwei about the shooting progress of “Hello! Mr. Tree”, it was expected to be completed the day after tomorrow. The shooting went smoothly in the past two days, so it was finished ahead of schedule.

He was just about to call Yu Caiwei to tell her, but he didn't expect that the other party already knew before he even opened his mouth.

But Ye Zhiqiu didn't think much about it, and continued: "Let's wait for another three or four days. I still need to discuss editing with the people behind the scenes. I won't change the location while everyone is here."

"I will fly directly to Beijing then. You should be back in Beijing by then. It's just right for us to go back to your house for dinner."

Due to the nature of their work, Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei spend a lot of time apart if they are not filming together.

However, the two of them would accommodate each other when arranging their schedules, and try their best to go home every month to have a meal with both sets of parents, etc. This time it was the Yu family's turn.

Then, the two talked about "Kung Fu Panda" which Fang Long mentioned on the phone today.

Yu Caiwei was also very happy to hear that the film had earned 3 million US dollars in the first three days.

“That’s another record.”

"The domestic box office performance was average the past two days. I saw a lot of people smearing you online, saying all kinds of things. This time you slapped them in the face."

"Just say it. It's their mouth and we can't control what they say." Ye Zhiqiu said.

"But I just feel unhappy after seeing it." Yu Caiwei pouted and said, "I used Xiaoru's account today to argue with them, but those people were unreasonable..."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't expect Yu Caiwei to have such a trick. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry and said, "Why are you arguing with those people? There's no benefit in winning the argument, and losing the argument will affect your mood."

"Also, Kung Fu Panda won't be a big hit at the domestic box office. I predicted this before it was released, so it doesn't matter."

"Why?" Yu Caiwei blinked in confusion.

"Because this film is made to cater to the North American market audience." Ye Zhiqiu explained, "Although there are so many Chinese elements in it, such as Kung Fu, pandas, and ancient architecture, these elements actually exist more as a visual symbol and cultural decoration."

"In essence, the script of this film still uses the typical American-style personal hero growth story structure, which is basically the protagonist going from ordinary to great, and finally defeating the villain after a series of hardships and challenges to realize his self-worth. This kind of plot is commonplace for domestic audiences, so it is less attractive."

“But.” At the end, Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, “The routine is a bit old, but the market is buying into it. If you tell a good story, you will have no problem making money.”

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. There's nothing shameful about making money."

Yu Caiwei seemed to be lost in thought, recalling what he had said several times before.

"So, you want to make a science fiction movie that is completely Chinese in both appearance and core?"

"Yes." Ye Zhiqiu nodded, then smiled bitterly and said, "I do have an idea for the script, but the problem now is."

"The more I understand this, the more I feel that it seems to be much more difficult than I imagined..."

......

In the following days, Ye Zhiqiu was communicating with the people behind the scenes about the editing of "Hello! Mr. Tree".

On the other hand, the North American box office performance of "Kung Fu Panda" remains strong.

In its first week, the film grossed $6700 million worldwide, ranking second among films released in North America during the same period.

This result even broke the record for the highest first-week box office for a non-sequel film since the establishment of DreamWorks Animation.

This time, "Animation DreamWorks" could no longer sit still. After only three days, it couldn't help but contact Ye Zhiqiu again.

It was not the vice president from last time, but the company's CEO, whose tone and attitude were very kind.

After all, a mature animation IP, in addition to being able to continuously produce sequels, also has derivative products, advertising authorizations, etc. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a cash cow.

Ye Zhiqiu was naturally clear about this.

In the past, the first "Kung Fu Panda" was released in 2008, and the fourth film was released in the following 16 years, and each film remained profitable, which shows its vitality.

Therefore, in response to the impatient request for cooperation from "Animation DreamWorks", Ye Zhiqiu still maintained his consistent attitude - let the bullet fly for a while, the exciting things are yet to come.

......

At the end of August, I went to Beijing.

Walking out of Shanghai Beijing International Airport alone, Ye Zhiqiu, wearing a baseball cap and a mask, quickly got into a Porsche waiting on the roadside before being recognized by the paparazzi who had been waiting for a long time.

"Why did you drive here in person to pick me up?" Sitting on the passenger seat, Ye Zhiqiu looked at Yu Caiwei, who was holding the steering wheel with one hand and had a decisive temperament.

Yu Caiwei turned her head and glanced at him. She skillfully turned on the turn signal and changed lanes. She said with a smile on her face, "Is it not possible? It's not like I can't drive. I came here whenever I wanted."

"That's not the case." Ye Zhiqiu chuckled, "It's mainly because... it's not very convenient for you to drive."

As he spoke, his big hands had already covered the skinny, round and plump thighs through the thin fabric of the knee-length skirt.

"Stop messing around." Yu Caiwei raised her hand and patted him, saying angrily, "I'm driving."

It's not that you don't want to, it's that you can't do it while driving.

Ye Zhiqiu understood immediately. He stopped his hand but was reluctant to let it go. He couldn't help but say in a flowery way, "How about we find a place to stop for a while?"

Yu Caiwei's expression remained unchanged as she said, "Sure, there's a hotel up ahead."

"I'll call my parents and tell them, let's take a break and then go back for dinner?"

"Uh..." Ye Zhiqiu looked forward and saw that there was indeed a five-star hotel on the roadside ahead. He reluctantly pulled his hand back and said with a dry laugh, "Well, no hurry, no hurry."

"Eating is more important. Don't keep the elderly waiting for too long..."

Yu Caiwei gave him a coquettish look, and the streamlined vehicle merged into the main road and drove forward.