I take Meng 1 script to guide the old attack of abstinence [Transmigration Book]

Being clearly informed of the attributes by the system and assigned the status of 0, Jiang Yang's self-righteous aura was suppressed by most of it.But he was born rebellious, and in the spirit of never giving up and never giving up, he still had a little fantasy and stuck to his last stubbornness.

"My fate is up to me, whoever is 1 will see you in 0 days..." he shouted in his heart.

In his opinion, true knowledge comes from practice. Neither he nor Tan Yi have fought bayonets yet, and no one knows where this kind of thing will develop. Does he have to follow just a dream and a "fact" in the system?

No, he doesn't.

What's more, there is a problem with Tan Yi's hardware equipment, and the system assigns him the status of attacking, can he really attack the ground, can he really overwhelm him?

No, he doesn't recognize it.

The system is quite speechless, I have never seen such a stubborn person, but I am too lazy to explain to Jiang Yang.

Never been beaten by reality, always too naive.After being severely beaten, he will naturally learn to behave.

It didn't say a word, just waited and watched quietly.

In the early morning, it was less than 6 o'clock when Tan Yi woke up.To be precise, he was awakened by the person on the bed.Jiang Yang didn't sleep well, he had already crossed the "Yalu River" between them, and was sticking to his body like a chrysalis.

Before, he thought that he was messing around again, so he raised his hand and pushed the person aside, but the other party let out two soft hums, and he realized that Jiang Yang was actually not awake, but still asleep.

I don't know what he dreamed of, he frowned slightly, pursed his lips, his fair face revealed a layer of rosy.

The babbling in his mouth was a bit vague, but Tan Yi could still hear a few words clearly. He heard Jiang Yang softly calling him in his dream: "Brother Yi, be gentle..."

These few words were like a ball of fire, scalding his ears and his heart.He wasn't sure if Jiang Yang dreamed of him, but the voice seemed to be wrapped in a hazy layer of stickiness, constantly pulling his thoughts, pulling him back to the dream of last night in an instant.

The dream was too real, every frame, every sentence, and even the expression of the person in the dream still vividly appeared in his mind, lingering for a long time.

In the second half of the night, he had actually woken up once. His body was sweating slightly, and his eyes were a little lost. When he thought of the scene in his dream, his heart beat violently, never before.

He got up, went to the kitchen and drank a whole glass of ice water, and then pushed open the balcony door, blowing the sea breeze for half an hour before he calmed down.

It's hard to imagine that a person like him actually had a sexual dream, and it was the kind that was almost done in one step.

Returning to his thoughts, Tan Yi pinched the center of his brows, got up and got out of bed, and inadvertently looked at Jiang Yang who was sleeping soundly. He was opening his mouth slightly at the moment, his head was buried in the pillow, his small face was as white as milk fat, and his slightly long hair was scattered around. On the face, it looks a little uncomfortable, and there are a few strands that just hang around the mouth, and if you don't pay attention, you will eat it in your mouth.

The man hesitated for a while standing in front of the bed, and finally he stretched out his hand and bent down to help him brush away the hair that was stuck on his face.

At this moment, Jiang Yang, who was in his sleep, suddenly woke up. He opened his sleepy eyes, just in time to see Tan Yi appearing in front of him.The distance between the two is very close, and it strangely overlaps with a scene from last night's dream together...

Perhaps due to the influence of falling asleep last night, Jiang Yang quickly propped up his body, and driven by his instinctive consciousness, he picked up a pillow and blocked it behind his butt with a "swish".

His brain is still chaotic at the moment, and his consciousness is not completely clear yet, facing the man in front of him and the horror of "being pushed down" in his dream, he was dazed and shouted nonchalantly: "Why? Let's take one size at a time. Now I don't allow you to do anything to me..."

"...???" Tan Yi paused, looking at the bewildered young man in front of him, a look of confusion and confusion flashed across his face, after thinking for a moment, he raised his arm, and pushed him lightly, with a tone of voice Said lightly: "Did you wake up? You may need to sleep a little longer."

Jiang Yang who was pushed down on the bed again: "..."

A few days later, the vacation was over, and the group set off from Island F back to City B.

At noon, Tan Yi and Jiang Yang were eating at the in-flight restaurant. When they were about to finish eating, Tan Yi asked how the two scripts given to him were going.

Jiang Yang swallowed the steak in his mouth and nodded: "It's over. I like "Sleeping Seagull". The male character is vivid and impressive."

"Want to act?" Tan Yi asked while cutting the steak on his plate.

"I think." Jiang Yang nodded honestly.

"Sleeping Seagull" is Xu Jialuo's script. Before coming to Island F, he had already read it twice. I have to say that although Young Master Xu is sometimes foolish and a little silly, he still tells the story well. , the character of the male one is also very emotional.

In addition, the whole plot of "Seagull" is filled with a lot of fighting and stunt scenes, which should be very passionate and burning.The fly in the ointment is that the relationship line is a little bloody.

However, as a commercial film, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Well, I see." Tan Yi glanced at him and said.

Jiang Yang raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and moved the chair beside him: "Mr. President, are you going to vote? How much?"

"2 million." Tan Yi thought for a while, and answered him, "It's just a rough estimate. The specific investment amount is in charge of Xingchen's film and television department. What's the matter?"

"No." Jiang Yang smiled, lowered his eyelids, and said nothing.

This number is about the same as he expected. "Sleeping Seagull" is a movie about secret agents, a commercial action movie, and the cost of setting, special effects, and persuasion is bound to be indispensable.

Just let him play the male lead...

"Well, Mr. President, I'm just a small model with no fan base, and almost zero acting experience." In order to prevent falling off, Jiang Yang was forced to reduce his dimensionality and hide the cheats he brought from the original world.

"I know." Tan Yi pursed his lower lip, not caring at all, "There is always a first time."

Jiang Yang swallowed his throat, and subconsciously pinched his fingertips: "The cost of this first time is a bit high. What if my box office is thrown into the sewer for my performance?"

"It's nothing to do, it's only a few hundred million." Tan Yi didn't look at him, and lowered his head to sip his coffee.Hundreds of millions came out of his mouth lightly, as if he was talking about a few dollars of steel.

"Okay, enough domineering." Jiang Yang pulled his lips, put an arm on the man's shoulder, and hooked his chin with his fingertips ambiguously, "Spending money to praise your husband, you are indeed my lord president."

Tan Yi turned aside, avoiding the teasing of his fingers, then shook off his arm, and said solemnly: "Don't make trouble, don't press me down."

"Okay~ I won't press you." Jiang Yang subtly dragged the end of the voice, stood up from the chair and walked behind him, squeezed his shoulders with some strength with his fingers, "Is it comfortable? Lord Gold Master?" He asked with a smile .

"Well, it's okay." Tan Yi didn't refuse this time, but leaned on the back of the seat and enjoyed it with peace of mind.

Jiang Yang grinned, closed his eyes, and could smell the refreshing shampoo on Tan Yi's hair.

He had a feeling that since he entered the other party's dream, the relationship between this man and him seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.

He couldn't say exactly what it was, but at certain moments, he would feel that they were more like a "husband and wife" than before.In short, they are walking forward together, and they have formed an invisible tacit understanding on the way.

A week later, the president of Sheng Tan Group was in the room.Wang Peng stood by the table and reported to Tan Yi.

"Boss Tan, I'm sorry. I... couldn't handle Director Zhong." He lowered his head slightly, with a hint of anxiety and helplessness on his face.

On the second day after returning from Island F, Tan Yi asked Wang Peng to bring the script to invite Zhong Yanci. Originally, Wang Peng was not in charge of the film and television project. He was Tan Yi's special assistant and the vice president in charge of the company. The job of the head of the department.However, considering Zhong Yanci's fame and status, Tan Yi felt that it would be easier to invite Wang Peng to talk to him in the past.

Speaking of this director Zhong Da, he can be said to have grown into talent at a young age. Now he has been making movies for 15 years, and he has a good reputation in China, and his style is eclectic.It can not only shoot Yangchun Baixue, but also manage commercial films.

It's just that this person has a very weird personality.Stubborn, high-minded, used to doing things in one's own way, not paying attention to anyone, even a little conceited.Seldom listen to other people's opinions, such as right or wrong.

This is probably a common problem among masters.

"Mr. Tan, the script director Zhong is fancy, but he said that once he finished reading the script, he had already found out the lead actor in his heart, and he is this year's new actor. When he heard that we have someone to recommend, his expression suddenly changed It's not good-looking...he even refused to give him the chance to audition..." Wang Peng reported the situation of their interview in detail.

Tan Yi paused slightly, and raised one eyebrow slightly: "No chance of audition? What else did he say?"

"Well... Director Zhong also said that if the investor forcefully plugs people, he suggests that we change the director. He will stop filming."

"The implication is that he insists on using the person he chooses. He has always had this weird personality, everything depends on his mood, capital or something, he doesn't value it that much."

The air became quiet and froze for a moment. Tan Yi drooped his eyelashes, tapped the table twice with his slender fingers, and seemed to be thinking about something in his mind.

"Mr. Tan, director An Yu is actually pretty good too." Wang Peng observed the big boss's face, and suggested cautiously, "Director An has worked with Xingchen before. Although he is not as famous as Director Zhong, he has won many awards. The box office is also guaranteed. For so many years, I have never rushed to the street. It is difficult for Zhong Yan to resign, but movies like this, it is not like his team is missing, we can't make it..."

"An Yu is okay. Zhong Yanci is the most suitable person. If you want to shoot, do it well. Shoot the best." Tan Yi said lightly.

He has always been a perfectionist when it comes to work.But this film, to some extent, is fundamentally different from other film and television projects.

Maybe he thinks so, and doing so is against his principles of doing things, but he still has this strong idea.

It's not just that he wants to give Jiang Yang a chance to play tickets.

"Yes, yes. Mr. Tan is right." Wang Peng nodded again and again, standing aside respectfully, waiting for the big boss to make a decision.

It took a lot of effort for him to come close to recognizing Zhong Yanci as his grandfather, but the old guy was so screwed up, and because of his fame, he didn't take him seriously at all.

After a while, Tan Yi raised his eyes and said, "The 4 o'clock and 7 o'clock meetings will be rescheduled for me tomorrow. If there are appointments from other companies, they will all be in the back row."

"Okay, Mr. Tan." Wang Peng nodded and wrote down one by one.

It was exactly 03:30 at this time, Tan Yi glanced at his watch, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and continued to order his assistant: "Let the driver wait downstairs in an hour, and I will meet this Zhong Yanci."