Actor's Love Debt

Ye Mingchuan called his assistant directly and asked him to come over and deal with the house matters.

The assistant sighed straight away on the phone: "Brother Ye, you dare to go to City H alone before you recover from your illness, you don't want to die."

Ye Mingchuan lowered his head and said, "I'm fine, come here quickly."

It was almost noon when the assistant came over, but the efficiency of the work was very fast. This house was bought by Ye An back then, and now it has become an ownerless thing. It should have belonged to the government, but these families not only used No matter what method, they all produced proof that the house belonged to them.

The assistant didn't want to get entangled with these people any longer, Ye Mingchuan called him over to resolve these matters as soon as possible.

After the contract was drawn up and signed, the assistant came over and asked Ye Mingchuan: "I said Brother Ye, why are you buying such a house that no one can live in?"

Ye Mingchuan stood in the yard outside, looking up at the dilapidated little house in front of him, he didn't answer the assistant's question, but asked the assistant: "Do you also think this house is uninhabitable?"

"Ah?" The assistant was taken aback, not knowing why Ye Mingchuan asked such a question.

"But he has lived here for such a long time, and he is still so old, why not change to a better place?"

The assistant nana said: "I don't have any money, maybe."

Ye Mingchuan lowered his head. He once used his reader account to tip Bugui at least 50 yuan, but Bugui didn't sign a contract, so he couldn't withdraw the money.

He thought that he didn't need money if he didn't return, so he didn't care about these things, but why is the reality like this?

He asked, "Does he have no relatives?"

"This...we haven't checked it."

Ye Mingchuan turned around and walked outside: "Let's take a walk in the village."

The assistant shouted from behind: "No, Brother Ye, is your fever better? I don't think your face looks good, why don't you go back to City S and come back when you have time."

Ye Mingchuan shook his head, and said: "You said, how about I quit in a few years and just live here?"

The assistant had a ghostly expression on his face, and said, "Brother Ye, don't be joking, you are also a movie star after all, it's too bad to live here."

Ye Mingchuan didn't speak any more, he walked along the street, and then saw many old men and women sitting at the head of the village chatting about family affairs.He walked over, bent down and asked the uncle who was sitting on the ground.

"Master, can I ask you about someone?"

The old man raised his head, took a look at Ye Mingchuan, then took a puff of the dry cigarette, exhaled a few white smoke rings, and said, "Ask, young man, it's not that the old man is blowing with you. I don't know if there is no old man in these ten miles and eight villages." thing!"

"You know the one on the far west side of the street. Anyone else in that house?"

"I don't know about that." Hearing Ye Mingchuan's words, the uncle immediately changed his face, and he waved his hands again and again: "Go and ask other people."

Ye Mingchuan turned his head to look at the other people sitting here, and saw that some of these people shook their heads, and some pretended not to hear and lowered their heads.It can be seen that these people seem very unwilling to talk about Ye An,

"Thank you, sir." Ye Mingchuan straightened up and continued walking forward.

Behind him, those old people were discussing in low voices.

There was a tall locust tree at the corner in front of him. Ye Mingchuan walked under the tree, leaned his back against the tree trunk and closed his eyes, thinking a lot.

If after Ye An's death, the last chapter of "Warm Wind" could never be published, then he would never come to this person.

And that person will be silently forgotten by the years, and no one will mention it again.

About Ye An, he will probably miss it.

Fortunately, he is here, and he can always remember this person.

"Brother Ye, let's go back." The assistant called from the side.

Ye Mingchuan opened his eyes and nodded.When he left, he took the notebook with the blue cover with him.He sat in the driver's seat and didn't start the car in a hurry, but called Xue Feng first.

As soon as the call got through, Ye Mingchuan cut to the chase and said, "Director Xue, I want to shoot "Warm Wind"."

Xue Feng's level of shooting literary and artistic films is definitely one of the best in country Z. In addition, he has collaborated with Xue Feng in several films before. Otherwise, Ye Mingchuan would not have spoken so hastily.

Anyone who knows Ye Mingchuan knows the importance of "Warm Wind" to him, Xue Feng is no exception, he is just a little strange, this "Ci Jing" has not finished filming yet, why is he staring at "Warm Wind" again? ?

"'Warm Wind'? Have you found its author?"

"En." Ye Mingchuan replied on the other end of the phone.

Xue Feng asked again: "You have settled the copyright issue."

"He's not here anymore." Ye Mingchuan's voice sounded a little low.

"what?"

"Bugui is no longer here," he said again.

As a director, Xue Feng thought completely differently from Ye Mingchuan. When he knew that Bugui was gone, the first question he thought of was: "Does he have any heirs?"

Because Xue Feng just treats Bugui as an ordinary writer, and Ye Mingchuan, I am afraid that he himself does not quite understand what Bugui means in his heart.

Ye Mingchuan shook his head and said in a low voice, "No."

Xue Feng sighed on the phone: "Then it may take some time to deal with this copyright."

"I know."

"Then you wait until the filming of "Ci Jing" is finished."

After a long time, Xue Feng heard Ye Mingchuan say on the phone: "Director Xue, I think I may not be able to perform "Ci Jing" any longer."

After hearing this, Xue Feng almost threw the phone out of his hands in excitement, but when he remembered that the phone in his hand had cost him thousands of dollars, he immediately gave up this idea and said to Ye Mingchuan: "You Let's rest for a few days first, and then tell me about "Ci Jing" after the mood calms down."

"Okay, thank you Director Xue."

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"Mr. Song, I'm not very good at this problem. Can you explain it to me?" The eighteen or nineteen year old leaned on the desk with a cynical smile on his face.

Tao Lexia has always been an image of an ignorant dude since he entered university, but now he suddenly changed his temper and came to ask the teacher questions, which really surprised people.

But Song Nan, as a competent people's teacher, of course must treat everyone equally. He ignored the doubts in his heart, took out a tube of fountain pen from his jacket pocket, first drew an auxiliary line on the picture, and said to Tao Lexia: "This question is actually very simple. After connecting these two points, you can conclude that the two triangles are similar. Then you can bring in the above formula and do..."

He was talking about a topic here when Song Nan's phone rang suddenly. He swiped open the screen and saw Lin Qianqian on the screen. He didn't know what was said on the phone. After hanging up, Song Nan called the math class representative come over.

"Wang Yang, the teacher has to leave for a while, come here and explain this question to this classmate." After speaking, he left in a hurry with a briefcase.

Wang Yang dragged Tao Lexia's book over, glanced at the question, and said with a smile: "That's the question, come, Young Master Tao, let me explain it to you."

No, Tao Lexia went up and threw the book on the ground, and shouted: "Get out!"

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"Card!"

Hearing the director's voice, Tang Yi bent down to pick up the book on the ground, patted the dust on it, and put it on the desk properly.

The director sat behind the camera and nodded, and said to these actors: "The acting is good, but Li Jie, your movements should not be so rigid, and try to be as natural as possible, although this is a low-cost web drama , and don’t fool the audience too much.”

The actor who played Song Nan just now responded with some embarrassment.

"Okay, that's all for today, you all go back."

Just as Tang Yi was about to leave, he was called by the director to have a private chat. Feng Zhenglun also felt that it was a pity that Tang Yi's acting skills were wasted in an online drama.

Feng Zhenglun wanted to invite Tang Yi to participate in the TV series he was going to shoot next, but Tang Yi refused, he said: "I'm going to take a break after filming this drama, I don't want to act anymore."

Feng Zhenglun didn't force it: "That's fine, you go back."

Tang Yi planned to change the suit on his body and then leave. He walked to the door of the changing room, saw that the door was ajar, and was about to knock on the door to enter, when he heard the voice of two people inside. sound.

"Brother Li, what's the matter with you? Don't you usually take good pictures?"

"Being so close to a gay, I get goosebumps all over my body, how can I act!"

Tang Yi lowered his eyes, but still reached out and knocked on the door twice.