Self-cultivation of third-rate stars

"I've been busy recently, so I may not have much time. Thank you for your kindness. I'm sorry." But it's embarrassing, not to mention that the other party is Yan Dao.

Qi Shi heard Ye Mu's distress, and did not continue to persuade, "Then I will send the topic to your mailbox, you can refer to it, don't rush to agree to me."

With words like this, naturally there is no way to refuse.

When returning home at night, Ye Mu had just stepped into the community, Zhan Shuduan called and said that he would come to pick him up now, and go out for dinner together.The two came to a seafood restaurant. The hairy crabs here were all shipped from the spot on the same day. The hard shell was boiled red, and the aroma of the crab meat was firmly sealed inside. It tasted very delicious.

Zhan Shuduan took a very familiar one, peeled it off completely, put it on a plate, and handed it to Ye Mu. Seeing this, Ye Mu wanted to refuse, but Zhan Shuduan pushed it back with a serious face, and said seriously: "This is your boyfriend." s right."

Hearing that Ye Mu blinked his eyes, the bases of his ears turned red slightly, he hesitated for a while and didn't refuse any more, thinking that the relationship between the two of them should really not be so strange, so he smiled at Zhan Shuduan with his red ears, saying I said thank you before eating slowly.

While chewing the fat and tender crab meat in his mouth, he talked about what Qi Shi had said to him in the afternoon.

"Director Yan?" Zhan Shu frowned slightly, "You mean Director Yan Zhonghou?"

Ye Mu nodded, there was only one well-known director named Yan in the circle, and Zhan Shuduan had no reason not to know him.

Putting the re-peeled crab in front of Ye Mu, Zhan Shu took a tissue to wipe his hands, "With his current qualifications and status, how could he go back to make micro-movies?" His tone was very puzzled.

Micro movies are generally only made by students in school, or those small directors who are not well-known, in order to get funds from sponsors. How can someone like Yan Zhonghou, who even calls first-line stars in the circle, call him director Yan? Going to make a micro-movie, and still calling it a "test market".

It is absolutely impossible for a qualified director to be unaware of the needs of the market. To put it bluntly, if he doesn't even know what the audience likes to watch, then what kind of work will he make?Just go to the street to beg for food.

"Did you agree?" Zhan Shuduan asked.

Ye Mo swallowed the crab meat in his mouth and shook his head, "No, "Wind Journey" is about to start recording, there is no time." He pursed his lips and added, "And I think I must not be able to write well. "

Hearing this, Zhan Shuduan squinted his eyes, stood up while no one was looking, and quietly lowered his body to get closer. Ye Mu was kissed unexpectedly, and the crab shell in his hand almost fell out of fright.

"If you are interested in this aspect, just tell me." Zhan Shuduan sat back to his seat as if nothing had happened, and looked at Ye Mu's ears that were slowly turning red, and the expression in his eyes became more gentle. Outside, he really wanted to hug someone and kiss again to have a good time.

Ye Mu's heart was beating fast, he didn't hear what the other person was talking about, he just nodded indiscriminately, and then glanced around, they chose a seat by the window, and they could see the night scene when they turned their heads, it was quite a corner, and it was quite a distance away At other tables, the people there didn't notice them, so they were a little relieved.

"It's outside, there are people." Ye Mu whispered.

Zhan Shu raised his eyebrows, his heart itched unbearably, he couldn't help teasing and said, "Then just go home?"

Originally, it was just talking casually, but Ye Mu hesitated for a moment, and really nodded slightly, Zhan Shuduan's eyes lit up immediately, the eyes were like a hungry wolf seeing its prey.

So much so that the next dish he ate tasted like Jue Wa, and all he wanted was to hurry back and eat his real staple food, so as to fill his stomach.

In fact, the two haven't seen each other for a while. After all, the workload of the artist and the president is not unusual. Zhan Shuduan is busy with a new project recently. Every day, the subordinate employees in the company are off work. He, the president, has to work overtime Working like hell, I'm as tired as a dog.

Today, taking advantage of the fact that the progress was almost over, I finally found time to come to Ye Mu.Zhan Shuduan felt that he needed to recharge before he could go back to work, and the power source was Ye Mu.

Ye Mu naturally also noticed that the other party's eyes were black and blue, and he couldn't do anything except feel distressed, he could only think about letting the other party rest early to catch up on sleep.

So this night, Ye Mu was surprisingly cooperative and proactive. Needless to say, the physical fit of the two of them is long gone. After Zhan Shuduan sweated to his heart's content, he took Ye Mu to the bathroom to clean up and take a bath. He hugged someone and rubbed against him, and the same faint mint scent on his body smelled very comfortable.

"Your dream before was to be a screenwriter?" Zhan Shuduan asked out loud.

Ye Mu grunted, "At the beginning, I only thought that I would be able to work in a job that makes a living by writing stories." It's not that I haven't tried it in college, but it's just that I failed again and again. The weak self-confidence was completely smashed.

Zhan Shu touched Ye Mu's soft hair, slid his fingertips down, pinched the other's soft earlobe and played with it gently, "Are you still writing now?"

Ye Mu felt a little itchy, stretched out his hand to pat it away, but was caught instead, sleepiness gradually hit him, he didn't bother to struggle, he rubbed against Zhan Shuduan's arms, his private parts still had the discomfort left over from the affair just now, He could only lean slightly sideways on Zhan Shuduan.

"Occasionally I write a little in my free time, but not much." He yawned, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhan Shu saw Ye Mu's sleeping outline through the hazy moonlight outside the window, and heard the gentle breathing in his ear, he curled the corner of his mouth imperceptibly, kissed his forehead, and said softly, "Good night."

Smelling the fragrance of mint, both of them slept extremely peacefully.

The next day, Zhan Shuduan returned to the office after the meeting and asked the secretary directly, "Yan Zhonghou is going to make a new movie soon?"

"I have heard some rumors, but there is no definite news." The secretary said truthfully.

Zhan Shuduan squinted his eyes, and slid his thumb across the smooth edge of the table, "Go and check the investors and producers of his past films."

"Okay." The secretary took a step back and left the office.

As soon as Ye Mu opened the mailbox, he saw the email from Qi Shi. When he clicked on it, there was an attachment in it. He downloaded it to his phone and prepared to read it when he was free on the way to shoot.

The theme is comedy. Nowadays, the audience of literary films is not high. A few years ago, these directors could invite some popular actors to film them.But the audience is not an idiot. There are only a few Zihong artists who come and go. If you really have to look at your face and turn on your phone, you can see it. There is no plot and the blessing of actors who must have acting skills. Who wants to give the producer money for nothing.

Comedies have always been popular themes. The audience has no special requirements for appearance. As long as the plot is interesting, not embarrassing spoofs, common sense and logic, and the actors' acting skills are online, don't just stare. Make people laugh in the theater. .

But these points are precisely difficult to achieve, so that the market is now flooded with all kinds of nondescript comedies. There is only a shell, but the inside is messy, the plot logic is messed up, the actors have no faces, but their acting skills are terrible. .

In order to make money, the producers trampled on the tolerance of the audience at will. After one film after another, most people gradually resisted the word comedy.

Some people even went so far as to look contemptuous when they heard it was a comedy, which led to the sluggishness of domestic films day by day.

After Ye Mu saw the subject, he couldn't help but be thankful that he rejected it.He admits he has no sense of humor, and writing a good comedy is no small feat.

He didn't hold back, and directly replied to Qi Shi's email saying that he couldn't write it. After a while, Ye Mu received a call from Qi Shi.

"Is it because of the limited plot?" Qi Shi said, "This is just a micro movie. In fact, you don't have to limit yourself to this range. Creation itself is free play. It's best to follow your own ideas."

At this moment, Ye Mu was on his way to the airport, and seeing that it was almost there, he thought for a while and said euphemistically: "I don't have a thorough understanding of comedy, so most of the essence is incomprehensible, let me read it again, thank you Kindness."

The moment the car stopped, the phone just hung up, and when he walked into the airport, he received a WeChat message from Zhan Shu, who was asking if he was on the plane.

Ye Mu: Arrived at the airport, boarding the plane right away.

Zhan Shuduan: Be careful on the road, call me when you get off the plane, pay attention to safety over there, and remember to come back early.

Ye Mo pursed his lips and smiled, and replied: "Okay."

Zhan Shuduan: Kiss one[/kiss][/kiss]

Seeing the kissing emojis on the two systems at the end of the dialog box, Ye Mu's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, he hesitated for a while and replied with the same emoji and sent it over. At this time, the broadcast announced that it was time to board the plane, and he quickly typed again: : I'm on the plane, let's talk back.

Then put away the phone and followed Shi Zhao towards the boarding gate.

Zhan Shuduan on the other side did not receive any news after sending the last sentence, so the secretary knocked on the door and walked in. He raised his head and heard the secretary say in the usual formulaic voice: "Mr. Zhan, you asked me to investigate Director Yan Zhonghou The affairs of several film investors in the past have been investigated."

Zhan Shu raised his chin, motioning for the secretary to continue.

"He has produced five films in the past ten years, and the investors of three of them are all from Qi Shi Group." The secretary pushed his glasses, "The remaining two also participated in the investment, but the amount was relatively small. Ads for unimportant scenes.”

Zhan Shuduan narrowed his eyes, and asked in a cold voice, "What's the relationship between Qi Shi and Yan Zhonghou?"

"The younger sister of Qi Shi's current chairman is Yan Zhonghou's wife." Although Zhan Shuduan did not ask her to investigate these matters, as a qualified secretary, she must investigate all the specific relevant information that can be investigated.

Therefore, the secretary didn't have to ask any more questions, and directly mentioned the family relationship of Qi Shi's boss, "Chairman Qi Shi just passed his [-]th birthday at the beginning of the year. He and his ex-wife have an eldest son who went abroad a few years ago. Study abroad, and there is an old man who is still in primary school."

"Is the eldest son called Qi Shi?"

"Yes."