Idol and I are the hottest in the whole network [Entertainment]

The street is very quiet in the middle of the night, there is no wind in the summer night, not even the sound of leaves, just now Lin Jiu's sentence "Cannes Film Festival, dare you challenge it?" also disappears in this quiet, as if no one has said .

but.

Xie Zhi only needs to look at the expressions of Lin Jiu and the others—the kind of expressions that adults have, that I am seriously discussing something with you.Just know that they really said this sentence just now, and it is definitely not just talking to them.

"You...are you talking about the short film section?" Xie Zhi asked cautiously.

The short film unit is a unit dedicated to student works.

"What's the point of that unit." Lin Jiu said disdainfully, "It's said to be going to Cannes, so of course it's going to compete in the main competition unit."

The street fell into silence again, and the street lamps dragged the shadows of both sides to the distance, but no matter how far they were pulled, there was a strange boundary between the two shadows.

The gap between Xie Zhi's and Lin Jiu's ideas is wider than that line.

"You...are you kidding..." Xie Zhi's voice even trembled a little.

"I'm not joking." Lin Jiu said, "I never joke about movies."

"Do you remember that we were only a little older..." Xie Zhi asked in a low voice.

"I just remember that you are all grown up." Lin Jiu smiled, reached out and took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, unlit, and looked a little far away, "I didn't have anything, not even money, It’s not like going to Cannes just to go to Cannes.”

Xie Zhi looked at Lin Jiu.

Lin Jiu took down the cigarette, held it in his hand, and said, "If you really can't choose, you can send a tape as a postage——As for the cost, just find a movie theater to watch it, even if it's sold to Tencent Online Play, each of your fans gets a ticket, so the cost is equal, okay?"

Can it be so simple? ? ? ?

Xie Zhi looked up at the auditorium next to him. In the night, the whiteness of the auditorium added a sense of solemnity, and the huge columns set off the people very small.

This is just a venue used by a film festival in China and college students.

The Cannes Film Palace, thousands of miles away, is definitely a more splendid building than this one - just thinking about it, Xie Zhi felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by the huge buildings there.

No matter how gaudy Lin Jiu and the others talk, Xie Zhi absolutely does not believe that he can really have a dream called Cannes right now.

"As my apprentice, it's outrageous to be so cowardly."

Xie Zhi was still immersed in his own thoughts, but Wen Suixin sneered, snatched a cigarette from Lin Jiu's bag, and just held it in his mouth, looking at Xie Zhi coldly.

"What's there to worry about." Wen Suixin said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Anyway, it doesn't matter whether it's Cannes or the online broadcast on iQiyi. It's always going to be filmed. Why can't we aim higher?"

"Try it." A gentle voice next to Wen Suixin also spoke, Xie Zhi turned his head and saw Bai Hanmo's quiet but encouraging eyes, "Teacher Bai really thinks you have great potential."

Xie Zhi: "..."

Xie Zhi swallowed his saliva, let out a gasp of panic, passed by Lin Jiu and his party, and turned to Yan Si, who was the only one standing beside him on the street.

Yan Si seemed to have expected that Xie Zhi would look at him, and was already looking at him.

The auditorium behind is grand and magnificent, and Cannes in the sky is far away. Only Yan Si's body temperature is very clear on the May night. The two of them are next to each other through T-shirts, and the temperature is just right and reassuring.

"What do you think?" Xie Zhi didn't speak, but his eyes expressed this question.

"Wherever you want to go." Yan Si stretched out his hand, embraced Xie Zhi, and said solemnly, "I will definitely accompany you there."

With Yan Si's guarantee, Xie Zhi's heart instantly became brighter - he doesn't care about Cannes or Oscars, isn't he just writing scripts anyway?

Xie Zhi has never been persuaded to compete in script writing.

Why are teenagers afraid of growing old?If you fail, just start all over again, and now——speaking of that, you can do it.

"Okay." Xie Zhi said, and when he turned his head to look at the three mentors, the hesitation in his eyes was swept away, and all of them turned into sharp-edged vigor.

Wen Suixin is very familiar with this kind of vigor. In the Xuexiang Hotel, Xie Zhi said that when he changed classes, he discovered such a sharp vigor.

Overwhelming and mesmerizing.

"It should be like this." Wen Suixin laughed, "I didn't recognize you as an apprentice in vain."

Wen Suixin thought for a while, and said to Yan Si stiffly, "You're not bad, either."

Yan Si smiled slightly, feeling that from Wen Suixin's mouth, other than his apprentice, he got a pretty good evaluation - that's really not bad.

"Okay." Lin Jiu also nodded heavily, "I finally don't think losing you is a loss for the big screen!"

Bai Hanmo was also very happy, with joy in his eyes, but he was still very gentle when he spoke. He patted Xie Zhi's shoulder and said softly, "If you need help, just tell the teacher."

"Okay." Xie Zhi said, and asked again, "Teacher, shall we go for dinner?"

Xie Zhi was very grateful to these teachers.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is not the duty of these teachers to teach him—it is not to wait under the lamp until late at night just to point out a future.

Meals are a meager reward.

"Not tonight." Wen Suixin shook his head, and casually pointed to a small group of people standing at the end of the street.

That small group of people was Xie Zhi's entire creative team. They had been waiting for an unknown amount of time, but they were still playing with their mobile phones while waiting happily.

Bai Hanmo patted Xie Zhi and Yan Si, and pushed them forward: "Tonight belongs to your creative team, go quickly."

College Students.

Even award-winning college students.

Dinner parties are also boring.

Beer, skewers, Jianghu dishes, only spicy food is worthy of late night and good friends. After toasting and drinking, everything is in the wine.

The last group of people were drunk, formed into two groups of threes and threes, and were sent to the car by the director, screenwriter, and male lead.

The last team to leave is to be named and criticized by Xu Dazhi——Xu Qiao is not good at drinking, and he loves to drink. After toasting three hundred cups, he can still dance when he is drunk. Li Yiyi is considered capable. Even carrying the tripod couldn't hold her down, so she could only be knocked unconscious and brought back.

Xie Zhi stuffed Shen Feiyu, who was escorting him, into the passenger seat, drunkenly talking, the taxi drove away in dust.

The car was more than 100 meters away, and there was only a blurry dot left in Xie Zhi's line of sight. Next to him, Pan Yan hiccupped happily and was about to stop the car by himself when he heard their great screenwriter speak.

"Pan Yan." Xie Zhi called him.

Pan Yan laughed drunkenly, "What are you doing?"

"Another stall?" Xie Zhi's voice was a little low. If Pan Yan still had the ability to distinguish, he would find that even Xie Zhi's voice seemed to hide some secrets.

But Pan Yan was [-]% drunk, plus he was very happy to have won the award. Without even thinking about it, he grabbed Xie Zhi with one hand—and was about to fish it into his arms, when he suddenly saw Yan Si's eyes, he casually took Xie Zhi Pushing it out, into Yan Si's arms, holding the wine bottle, he wandered up the street, wandering in the middle of the street, excitedly said: "Let's go!"

Three in the morning.

Xie Zhi randomly found a barbecue restaurant on the street and ordered a case of beer.

The three people still sit in the box—the kind of old light bulbs used in this place, the wattage of the bulb may be a bit low, the box is dark, the table is greasy, the menu is sealed by plastic, and it is the same as the one that Xie Zhi called them to hold a college student film festival. The boxes are somewhat indescribably similar.

The boss has a bald head, and he brought the wine in shirtless, with a bottle opener as a gift.

Xie Zhi picked up three bottles of beer, opened them himself, gave Yan Si a bottle, then handed Pan Yan a bottle, took the last bottle by himself, held it up, and respected Pan Yan.

Pan Yan has never enjoyed this kind of courteous treatment since graduation. He lost the string in his hand in an instant, and it didn't look like anything. When he raised his glass, he collided with Xie Zhi.

After the collision, Pan Yan put the bottle to his mouth and drank half of the bottle, very heroic.

"Old Pan." Xie Zhi watched Pan Yan finish his drink, made a refreshing 'hiss' sound, put down the bottle, and asked with a smile, "Would you like to win the prize?"

"Cool!"

"Is the cooperation happy or not?"

"Nonsense!" Pan Yan said, "Super happy!"

"Do you want to continue next time?"

"Of course!" Speaking of this, Pan Yan's whole body was smooth, he lifted the wine bottle just now, and drank half of the bottle in one go.

After Pan Yan finished drinking, he supported the bottle and looked at Xie Zhi with a smile: "Brother, do you have an idea?"

Yan Si stopped the chopsticks he was eating, and took the time to look at Pan Yan and Xie Zhi.

Xie Zhi smiled and said, "I have an idea."

"I have it too!" Pan Yan patted the table with his empty hand, "I think the film festival held by Nortel is not big enough, we should try the Beijing International Film Festival! Right?"

"No." Xie Zhi laughed again, "The reward is a bit smaller."

"...It's still young?" Pan Yan felt something was wrong, and straightened his back slightly, "Then where do you want to go? Golden Rooster? Hundred Flowers? Huabiao?!"

"It's a bit small. What I want to go is..." Xie Zhi smiled, turned his head to look at Yan Si, and motioned for him to say.

Holding the wine bottle, Pan Yan turned his eyes quickly from Xie Zhi to Yan Si; at this moment, Yan Si picked up a rib and put it into his mouth slowly, after nibbling, he took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth .

Pan Yan was dying of anxiety, and he couldn't beat Yan Si.

"We want to go." Yan Si wiped his mouth, put the paper on the table, and said slowly: "Cannes."

Pan Yan's hands trembled.

"The main competition unit." Xie Zhi added slowly.

"Gollum—"

"boom--"

The wine bottle that Pan Yan was holding in his hand just now was accidentally loosened and dropped by him, and rolled down to the floor. It shattered on the floor, and the pieces flew all over the place, but Pan Yan had no time to care about him.

Pan Yan stood up and looked blankly at the two who did not change their faces even though the bottle was smashed, and found that they seemed to be serious? ?

"What international joke are you making???" Pan Yanjiu was startled awake, "Are you kidding me?"

"I'm not joking." Xie Zhi raised his head, his expression couldn't be more sincere, "We're serious."

Pan Yan looked at Yan Si in disbelief—Yan Si was eating ribs again! !

"It's really serious." Yan Si said to Pan Yan after eating the ribs.

Serious ass? ? ?

Pan Yan looked at the two people in front of him, and felt a sense of absurdity in his heart——

What is the highest state of drifting away? !

This is the highest state of drifting, comrades! !

Inadvertently, everyone went to France across the ocean? ?

Pan Yan glanced at the two in front of him in horror, raised his hand and wiped his face. When he opened his eyes, he found that the two ghosts who had drifted away had not disappeared.

Without even thinking about it, Pan Yan pushed away the chair, opened the door, and ran out.

This world - too fucking crazy! ! !

Pan Yan was terrified, really terrified, he was not only terrified, but also trembling.

For other directors, if they can win the Best Film Award at the National College Student Film Festival in their freshman year, they will at least be walking sideways, not to mention being arrogant to the sky.

However, Pan Yan spent a lot of money to buy a sun hat, a pair of sunglasses and several masks, and lived in fear every day on campus, taking non-essential professional courses or exams, and almost never leaving the gate.

Fortunately, because Pan Yan won an award, many practical exams were exempted by the teacher's approval note, which also saved many reasons for leaving the dormitory.

Relying on his roommate to bring him one or two meals every day after class, Pan Yan worked hard.

The roommate brought Pan Yan meals for three days. At noon on Monday, after class, the roommate put the disposable plastic box on Pan Yan's desk, watched Pan Yan carefully pull the bed curtain out of a gap, and looked out. Then touch it out furtively.

"...Pan Yan." The roommate held up the chopsticks, picked up the rice and vegetables, and hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Pan Yan lifted the lid of the lunch box, looked at the door vigilantly, and quickly planed the rice.

"Honestly speaking..." The roommate said carefully, "You...do you owe someone money?"

"what?"

"If you owe someone money, just say so." The roommate put down the chopsticks, turned to Pan Yan, and said earnestly, "Let's play a game together, three to fifty thousand, but can I lend you one or two thousand?"

Holding up his chopsticks, Pan Yan looked at his roommate's sincere face and felt a little toothache.

After a while, Pan Yan put down his chopsticks, heaved a long sigh, and solemnly said, "Thank you brother."

"But this matter..." Pan Yan wiped his face in pain, "That's more terrifying than owed money!!"

Owing people money is just asking for money, but Yan Si and Xie Zhi are two bold guys who are really terrible.

Seeing that Pan Yan spoke so seriously, the roommate didn't dare to ask any more. Pan Yan was in distress, so he could only hide in the dormitory day after day.

But fortunately, Pan Yan has a very wide network of contacts in the school. He knows people in the Faculty of Arts and the Department of Acting, and he can get the same schedule as Xie Zhiyan Si without any effort. Suffocate.

On Wednesday night, Xie Zhi and Yan Si have evening classes, as long as they go out after seven o'clock, everything will be fine.

Pan Yan didn't even wear sunglasses, so he went out while the moon was dark and the wind was high, and took a breath of Beijing's air in June, feeling very refreshed.

Pan Yan strolled around the school, enjoyed the rare freedom of running, and hurried to the cafeteria while the cafeteria was still open.

There is still a glass of the best-selling watermelon juice in the summer. Pan Yan bought a glass of watermelon juice and went to the third floor to order maocai—the school’s maocai is cheap and delicious. Even though the canteen sales are coming to an end, there are still many left Meat dishes.

It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten fresh maocai. Pan Yan ordered a bunch of them. When he swiped his meal card, the price even exceeded 30 yuan. After ordering, he waited next to him and watched the auntie in the canteen throw the maocai into a small colander and put it in the water. Rinse it, then take it away and eat it.

Theoretically it is.

Pan Yan looked expectantly at the aunt in the cafeteria pouring the food into the colander. She had just rinsed it for a minute when she received a light tap on her left shoulder.

Pan Yan was in a good mood, turned his head with a smile, and then - he saw Yan Si's face close to him.

Pan Yan wanted to run subconsciously, but he felt that Yan Si's hand that patted him was now pressing tightly on his shoulder, as if he was about to push him down directly, and make a hole in the ground.

"Well, I said he must be here."

Yan Si didn't even look at Pan Yan, and turned his head to talk to Xie Zhi with a smile; Xie Zhi smiled softly and nodded to Yan Si.

The two chatted and laughed, holding Pan Yan down as if playing, Xie Zhi helped Pan Yan get the maocai with his own hands, the aunt in the cafeteria generously added a spoonful of crushed peanuts, and smiled very much when she brought the maocai to Xie Zhi kind.

"Let me just say it." The auntie in the cafeteria fastened the plastic bag and handed it to Xie Zhi, "Where is there a person who eats 30 yuan maocai——Your movie is really good to watch."

"Thank you, auntie." Xie Zhi smiled warmly, took the plastic bag of maocai, turned his head and smiled and said to Yan Si, "Let's go."

In June, Pan Yan looked at Xie Zhi's smile and inexplicably broke out in a cold sweat.

Yan Siyun lightly put his hand on Pan Yan. From an outsider's perspective, he was just putting his arms around Pan Yan's shoulder in a friendly way; the three of them looked very eye-catching as they walked in the campus where the warm summer wind blows .

The students walking in the campus couldn't help but turn their heads to look at them secretly, and some even took out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures.

"The Iron Triangle..." A girl finished taking pictures and sent the photos to the WeChat group, "I haven't seen them for a long time, the three of them are so handsome..."

"Haven't we appeared together since winning the award?" The boy was also very excited, "So handsome, the real Three Musketeers of Nortel - the future is boundless!"

"Pan Yan..." There were also girls who gritted their teeth and whispered on the side of the road, "Don't stop me from eating CP!"

The girl's voice was even a little loud, and Pan Yan heard it. Not only did Pan Yan hear it, he almost burst into tears—I don't want to be here either, I was forced to do nothing!

Xie Zhi and Yan Si escorted Pan Yan all the way to their secret base with warm smiles, Yan Si pushed Pan Yan in, Xie Zhi was the last to enter, and locked the door behind his back.

Pan Yan: "..."

Yan Si let go, walked around to the sofa and sat down, raised his chin to Pan Yan: "Sit."

Pan Yan tremblingly touched the chair where the video was cut, and sat down by the touch of his fingers. After sitting down, he suddenly felt something. Rub it.

Not a trace of gray.

Pan Yan raised his head again and looked at the entire secret base—he had been hiding from Xie Zhiyan for almost two weeks. The base was spotless, obviously someone cleaned it every day.

Pan Yan was still looking around, when he suddenly heard a light sound of the packing box being knocked on the table, he regained consciousness instantly, and swallowed nervously.

Yan Si crossed his legs, folded his fingers in his lower abdomen, and looked at Pan Yan coldly; Xie Zhi sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Yan Si, and also looked at Pan Yan coldly.

Coupled with the cold white lights of the secret base, the expressions of the two people are very scary.

Pan Yan's throat was itchy, and he said, "I..."

"We called you here, not to discuss with you." Yan Si interrupted Pan Yan, "We are informing you that the project is about to start, and you have to do it."

"If you don't do it, you have to do it." Xie Zhi added.

"But why???" Pan Yan was really about to collapse, he looked at the two people in front of him, and felt a deep absurdity, "Is there a shortage of good directors in this world?? You are so rich, There are also connections in the circle? Can't you find a more mature director??"

If you really want to compete in Cannes and go to the main competition unit, if only one student team can do it, then the other film teams who have worked hard for a long time will almost faint in the toilet, okay? ?

This goal is unrealistic, and it is even more unrealistic to realize this goal by treating Pan Yan as a director.

"Yeah." Xie Zhi nodded, seeming to agree with Pan Yan's statement, "I think the director who will remind me not to make a big splash and tell others that I go to Teacher Bai's to make up classes and pack beef vermicelli soup for me is quite mature. of."

Pan Yan: "..."

Yan Si: "From my point of view, I think the director who worked hard with us and won the college student film festival award is very mature."

Pan Yan: "..."

Pan Yan was silent for a long time, lowered his head, not daring to look at the two of them: "I think you guys are thinking too much, you really shouldn't cooperate with me."

"It's okay to cooperate with others." Xie Zhi said suddenly.

Pan Yan lowered his head and said nothing - yes, that's it, Xie Zhi and Yan Si should cooperate with someone else, no matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be him.

"But." Xie Zhi asked, "Is that still our work?"

"There is no other person in the world who can form the Iron Triangle with us." Yan Si said lightly, "Cooperation with others—is that still our work?"

Xie Zhi: "During your military training, you asked us to form the Iron Triangle. Haven't you thought about today?"

Pan Yan's fingers trembled slightly, but he still lowered his head deeply, falling into a new round of silence.

Xie Zhi and Yan Si exchanged a look, and then, Xie Zhi said: "The big deal is that we won't get an award—at our age, it's normal not to get an award."

Pan Yan still didn't speak.

"So cowardly." Yan Si sneered, as if his patience was exhausted, he stood up from the sofa, "Okay—no, forget it, but don't go out and talk about the Iron Triangle in the future."

"You can base this secret base yourself." Xie Zhi also stood up with Yan Si, and walked to the door with him, "We won't come here anymore."

Pan Yan could hear two people coming to the door, and heard a soft "click" from the door locked by Xie Zhi just now.

Yan Si has already opened the door, and judging from the sound, half of his body has squeezed out of the door.

Pan Yan came to his senses - these two people were playing for real, they said they wouldn't come, that is, they really wouldn't come in the future.

A flash of gold suddenly flashed out of the corner of Pan Yan's eyes. He subconsciously looked at the gold, and saw a small shelf appeared in the corner of the wall. Three trophies were placed on the lower three floors, and there were three more on the top layer is empty.

In their secret base, empty trophy racks can only be filled by themselves.

But if Yan Si and Xie Zhi walked out of this door...

This trophy holder can only be like this forever.

"I'll do it!" Pan Yan nearly collapsed, holding his head, he didn't know who to yell at, "Can't I do it?"

"I'm going all out." Pan Yan scolded, "Isn't it Cannes? It's not the Oscars, I'm afraid!"

Pan Yan, who was holding his head, let out a roar, and then he heard a high-five from the door.

Pan Yan raised his head abruptly, and saw that Xie Zhi and Yan Si's clapping hands were still in the air, and Xie Zhi made a comparison to him with his empty hand.

And behind them—the door was closed, showing no sign of opening.

Pan Yanren was dumbfounded.

Pan Yan: "...The things just now were all discussed by you?"

"What do you think?" Yan Si raised his eyebrows, and pulled Xie Zhi back to sit on the sofa.

Once the director, director and starring role are settled, for a movie—it’s not even a start.

There are many problems that need to be solved in a film, from the financial producer to the lighting photographer, and sometimes the masons have to discuss it by themselves.

However, the most important thing, of course, is funding.

It's hard for a smart woman to cook without rice. If you don't have money, making a movie is simply a luxury.

But money is not a problem, Xie Zhi has already prepared it - his parents gave him 200 million, they don't need to make big-budget and big-produced small finished films that focus on the content of the movie, 200 million will not be too stretched.

Xie Zhi took out the card and handed it to Yan Si together with the password. Yan Si glanced at the password, tore off the password paper, and threw it into the trash can.

Then put the bank card into the safe, and put it next to the piggy bank.

"What are you doing?" Xie Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "This money was originally used by my parents to make a movie, so don't save it."

"You don't need it if you say you don't need it?" Yan Si shook his head, "This is the dowry given to you by your father-in-law and mother-in-law. Once you marry into my house, the money belongs to me. Why do you use it?"

Xie Zhi was a little at a loss.

Isn't the dowry the bottom of the box after the marriage?I didn't hear that it was handed over to my husband?

Wait... Why is his money a dowry? ?

What about getting married?

"However." The temperature in Beijing was a little bit cold today. Yan Si took a coat from the closet, put it on Xie Zhi, and said gently, "My husband took your dowry and is going to return your dowry. Let's go out and check our bride price."

Xie Zhi would never be able to say no to Yan Si, so he dragged him out of the house.

What is the dowry?Before Xie Zhi was dragged into the office building of China World Trade Center by Yan Si, he had been thinking—maybe it was a bank card with an astronomical amount stored?Or a house?

Xie Zhi was so absorbed in his own thoughts that he didn't notice that he had already stepped into the elevator of the office building. Yan Si pressed a floor button, and the elevator flew to the upper floor smoothly; after the elevator door opened, it was facing a glass door, behind which It is the front desk of a company, with three hot stamped words on the back - "Yunxiang"

Xie Zhi still knows about the brand of Yunxiang. It is a domestic brand that has risen rapidly on the Internet in March this year, focusing on beauty makeup and skin care products.

Because the quality is comparable to many big-name companies in the United States, and the packaging is exquisite and girlish, it has become a first-line domestic cosmetics brand and has begun to slowly lay down offline stores.

But...what does that have to do with making a movie?Is it a sponsor?

"Why did you bring me here?" Xie Zhi didn't understand, and looked back at Yan Si.

"The dowry." Yan Si said, "This company is my dowry for you."

The author has something to say: Regarding what Yan Si invested in, whether it was an acquisition or a shareholding, and how to achieve profitability within eight or nine months, I first thought out a route and then asked professionals.

The professional pondered for a long time: I think what you said is reasonable but still relatively metaphysical.How about this, let Yan Si buy an unfinished real estate, and then make a profit in an instant with the policy advantages.

I:……? ? ? ? ? ?

You asked my hero to sell unfinished buildings? ? ? ?I just love the hero of the novel to sell unfinished buildings? ? ? ?

I stood up for myself after the pros got beat up by me!