Low Key Star

  Chapter 183 [183] ​​At that time, only Tao was common

  It is obviously unrealistic for Yang Mu to play the emperor, but after he said this, a new idea flashed in Zhang Yang's mind.

  A person's ambition changes with the situation. Zhang Yang doesn't have the ability to get involved in the film industry now, but that doesn't mean it will be the same in the future. If this is the case, can he make a plan in advance?

If you want to make a movie, of course you can't choose "The Golden Armor in the City". This movie is adapted from "Thunderstorm". In other words, it is undoubtedly rotten at home.

  In this case, can we change the plot?

   Don't play with ethics and connotation, but write cool!

   Zhang Yang thought about it quickly, and really thought of a more suitable one: "Langya Bang".

The Langya list is fictional and does not have a complete historical background. There will only be various contradictions when the system, geography, and dynasties are substituted into the reality. However, these details can be dealt with during filming. The MV only needs an outline, and the characters also Need to be strictly controlled.

  Mei Changsu, Prince Jing, Princess Nihuang, Emperor Liang, Concubine Jing...

   As for the compatibility of the lyrics, there is no problem overall. It is best to put it in the time when Mei Changsu knows that he will die...

  Thinking about it this way, Zhang Yang suddenly became a little excited, and wanted to directly change the script and choose a role, but he still calmed himself down, so as not to get too hot-headed and make irrational decisions.

  Yang Mu looked at his expression and asked with a smile, "What did you think of?"

  Zhang Yang smiled and said: "To be honest, I didn't think about it this way at first, but when you said it just now, I suddenly had an idea... I can change the script and make it into a movie. Of course, I can't shoot it now, but I can shoot it later."

  Yang Mu smiled and said: "If it's because of me, then it's unnecessary, I'll just join in the fun."

  Zhang Yang shook his head and said: "Of course not, and to be honest, if you make a movie... acting skills are required."

  Yang Mu laughed, "Then there is no requirement to shoot your MV?"

   "Yes, but it should be a little lower. Anyway, even if everyone reads the content, they are still looking at me, and others don't care."

  Zhang Yang smiled, and said again: "I'll go back and discuss it with the director, and I'll give you an answer later... Don't worry, even if there are no important roles, the tricks are enough."

   "That's fine, I just want to join in the fun, it doesn't matter how many scenes I have."

  Tea and incense are refreshing, but Zhang Yang rarely stays up all night, and after another busy day, chatting for a while, he feels a little sleepy. Yang Mu obviously noticed it, and ended the chat in time.

   On the way back, Zhang Yang called Wei Xiang first and told her that the filming location had been found. Although he hadn’t visited the location yet, Yang Mu’s words were trustworthy, and it was okay to take this as fact in advance.

Wei Xiang's political commissar had a headache. Hearing what he said, he was naturally happy, but before he was happy for a minute, he heard Zhang Yang say that he wanted to change the script again, and he was somewhat helpless. However, a large part of the reason why Zhang Yang liked to work with her , that is, she does not engage in dictatorship when things happen

  —more precisely, she is willing to respect her own opinion.

Although Wei Xiang was a little dissatisfied, he didn't have any objections to Zhang Yang's conception of the new script. Zhang Yang forced himself to finish talking with her about the new script. After returning home, he simply washed his face, fell asleep on the bed .

Zhang Yang's daily work and rest are relatively regular, and he only slept for four hours last night. This time he fell asleep, he almost completely forgot the concept of time. I don't know how long it took, and he felt in a daze that there seemed to be something on his face. Subconsciously stretching out his hand to push it away, he heard a chuckle, which was sweet and sweet, and somewhat familiar.

  He struggled to open his eyes a crack. In the dimness, he could vaguely see Lin still resting on his hands, and staring at him flickeringly with big eyes.

Seeing her for the first time, Zhang Yang felt joyful and helpless. He didn’t know why he dreamed of her again when he saw her almost every day—no, I went to the Prison Cow Music Festival on Thursday. Today is Saturday. see you.

   No wonder I dreamed of her twice a day.

  Since it is a dream, naturally there is no need to be as honest as usual. Anyway, Luoshen can't see his dream...

  Those thoughts flashed through his mind, Zhang Yang stretched out his arms, hugged her, and put her in his arms, hoping secretly, but don't wake up at the critical moment.

He slept for too long, and when he stretched out his hand, his eyes had already closed subconsciously, and Lin Yiran let out a soft cry of "Ah" in his ears, and he could feel the delicate and delicate skin, the tender body, and the faint It is so fragrant that even the feeling of brushing the hair on the face is the same as in reality.

   Doesn’t this feel too real?

  It is not that Zhang Yang has never had such a dream before, but after waking up, at most there will be a trace, how can there be such a real touch, he can't help but feel agitated, and he hugs her whole body urgently, and presses her down.

With this movement, she regained her consciousness, and heard her cry again. In the blink of an eye, she realized what might be going on, and realized that her lower body was still under the bed. She was worried that it would hurt her, so she quickly got up , and opened his eyes at the same time.

The light in the room was very dark, but he could still see clearly. Lin was still lying on the bed, with his palm still pressed on his chest. His bright eyes were staring at him, as if a little embarrassed. Zhang Yang stopped his movements. , quickly sat up, glanced at him, patted him lightly on the shoulder angrily, and said in a low voice, "I hate it!"

"when did you come?"

   Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed, so he quickly sat back, leaned against the head of the bed, collected himself, and glanced out of the window. There were neon lights in the night, and he didn't know what time it was.

   "Over an hour."

Lin still looked ashamed and aggrieved, staring at him and said: "I dragged the floor for you, fed the cat for you, washed the dirty clothes for you, collected the dry clothes for you, and cleaned up the things again." , you are still sound asleep..."

   "I went to bed too late yesterday."

Zhang Yang didn't remember whether he had sent her a message before going to bed, but no matter what, there was nothing wrong with coaxing her first. He held her in his arms, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I got up early in the morning and took pictures of her." In the evening, before I had time to rest, I was called by Yang Mu to gossip again..."

Sometimes complaining is more effective than coaxing directly. Lin Yiran heard what he said, and felt distressed. He didn't bother to complain, and hugged him gently with his backhand, and said softly: "I know...but you are sleeping now, tonight I couldn't sleep again, that's why I woke you up. Who knew you just woke up and..."

   Zhang Yang pulled some distance away, looked at her and smiled, "I thought it was a dream!"

  After saying this, Lin was still even more shy, and angrily said: "If you think you are dreaming, you can..."

   After all, I was too embarrassed to continue, so I snorted softly, gave him a sideways glance, saw that he was smiling strangely, felt even more shy, pinched him hard, stood up, and turned on the light in the room.

  The light was a bit harsh, and just about to close my eyes, I got used to it and asked, "What time is it?"

   "It's almost eight o'clock."

   "I slept for two hours?"

Zhang Yang patted his head and felt it was a bit heavy. After confirming that he was wearing clothes, he got out of bed and secretly felt that everything has two sides. Even Luoshen's invasion of his privacy can play a convenient role. .

   "You don't even change your clothes?"

   "Sleepy, forget."

   "I put all the clothes I put away in the closet for you."

   Zhang Yang moved his limbs, nodded to show he knew, and asked again: "Have you eaten yet?"

"No."

  Lin still looked at him, his big eyes showed the meaning of "you made me hungry", "I told my mother to eat with you, who knew you slept for so long."

Zhang Yang smiled, went into the bathroom to wash his face and rinse his mouth, and only then did he really wake up. When he came out, Lin was still teasing Haha in the living room. Haha was sleeping soundly on the armrest of the sofa. ignore her.

  Lin still saw him come out, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, but a disgusted tone in his mouth: "Haha, I can't wake up from sleep—two lazy pigs!"

   "If it wants to sleep, let it sleep."

   "It's had enough sleep now, so it won't sleep at night, and it's time to jump around in the living room again."

When Zhang Yang heard it, he felt it made sense, so he also sat next to him, pawing with his hands, Haha, Haha opened a thin slit, stared at the two bold men and women with indifference and contempt, and stretched , and kept the posture of receding back in line with his head, and closed his eyes again.

   "Haha! Haha! I can't sleep now. If you sleep again, you will suffer from insomnia at night. Is there anyone to play with you then?"

Zhang Yang found it funny, and it was even more amusing to hear Lin still coaxing it with words in a serious manner. Lin still didn't think it was funny at all, and continued to coax the cat patiently, "Haha? Haha? Get up, let me play with you, okay? We Play ball, okay, haha? Haha!"

   "You are too gentle, look at me."

Like a rabbit, Zhang Yang lifted Haha up by his hind legs, finally woke it up, put it on his lap, stared into its big amber eyes and said, "I'm already awake!" , do you still want to sleep?"

  Lin Yiran was both funny and distressed, and quickly hugged Haha, put it on his lap, and said angrily: "How can you be like this! Haha, good boy, let's ignore him and play with my sister..."

   Zhang Yang stared at him, with an expression like a toothache: "When I talk to him, I always call myself "Dad"..."

  Lin was still so angry that he grabbed the pillow and threw it on his head, saying angrily, "Go away, Uncle Zhang!"

  As soon as this name was mentioned, Zhang Yang felt even more depressed. He was too lazy to know the two cats, so he asked, "What do you want to eat?"

  Lin still thought about it, and turned to look at him: "I just looked around, and only found instant noodles, eggs and vegetables, but the vegetables were all spoiled, so I threw them away...Is there anything else?"

"Have."

   Zhang Yang also thought about it, nodded, and under the guidance of her expectant eyes, said seriously: "There are noodles."

   "Isn't that the same as instant noodles?"

   "Of course they are different. If they are the same, why create two different nouns?"

  Lin still held Haha's two front paws, scratched him fiercely twice, and said with wide eyes: "Are you looking for fault?"

   Zhang Yang smiled ingratiatingly, and said, "That's called takeaway."

  Lin still looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't you say that you rarely order takeaway?"

   "It's very few."

   Zhang Yang was a little surprised by her logic, "No, I never ordered takeaway."

   "Then where did you get the call?"

   "I don't have a phone."

   Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, "Use your mobile phone to call, as long as you don't have the next delivery software..."

  Before finishing a sentence, I suddenly woke up. At this time, has the takeaway software appeared?

  Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help jumping in his heart, and secretly scolded himself for being a pighead. As a reborn person, he actually wants to work and sell resources honestly. Are you embarrassing the majority of reborn people?

  Opened the mobile app store, searched, and found a food delivery software, but after downloading it, I opened it and looked at it. The quality is not clear, but the price is not usually expensive—the delivery fee starts at 6 yuan.

However, his current net worth is not considered rich, and he can still afford this little money. He handed the phone to Lin Yiran, and Lin Yiran took it and looked at it twice, then raised his head, looked at him eagerly and said, "How about...we do it."

   Zhang Yang was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

   "Food!"

  Lin still blinked, with a strange expression on his face, "What else can I do?"

   "Cough!"

  Zhang Yang coughed dryly, "I mean, there are no more dishes...how about some noodles?"

"don't want."

  Lin still shook his head, blinked his bright eyes, a little sly and begging, and said softly: "Can we eat pancakes well, don't you know?"

"All right."

It's true that I haven't been with her well during this time, and it's not a big deal anyway, Zhang Yang naturally has no reason to refuse, he rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight, "Okay, I told you that frying green peppers last time was a mistake, I'll show you off tonight, lest you really think I'm not skilled enough."

  (end of this chapter)