The film king won't get up until I kiss him [Rebirth]

Fang Ningjie was stunned.

Wu Xingyan noticed his appearance, turned his face slightly, and smiled at him, "Oh, what a coincidence."

Fang Ningjie: "Keke, what a coincidence."

What a coincidence... It wasn't arranged by you, I'm going to lie down now!

Wu Xingyan gracefully took off his sunglasses and put them aside, with a smug smile on his face, "If I knew you were on the same plane as me, and you were still sitting next to me, I would have left with you."

Fang Ningjie looked blank, "You follow...what are you going to S City for?"

"Look at an old friend." Wu Xingyan pouted at the seat, "Sit down, it's about to take off."

Fang Ningjie: "Can I still change seats now... Also, who is your old friend?"

"Are you jealous?" Wu Xingyan asked with a smile.

"You're thinking too much. I'm changing seats!"

Wu Xingyan clicked his tongue a few times, "Isn't this the stateroom, where are you going to change? Be careful of paparazzi sitting in the back."

"I...sit with the paparazzi and I don't want to sit with you." Fang Ningjie snorted twice, but sat down awkwardly.

Wu Xingyan smiled.

"I can warn you, I really have important things to do when I come out this time, really, don't make trouble." Fang Ningjie fastened his seat belt and took out the documents from the file bag beside him.

"I know, I know." Wu Xingyan immediately comforted, "I won't disturb you."

He paused, and then asked in a low voice, "But...if you take me out, wouldn't it be more likely to talk about it? Or...consider it."

Fang Ningjie flipped open the document and said without raising his head, "Don't you want to see your old friend?"

Wu Xingyan said: "I can see my old friend anytime, besides, maybe I can run into him at that exhibition."

"Meet by chance?" Fang Ningjie snorted, "You have acted in too many TV dramas, and you are too deep into the drama."

Wu Xingyan laughed but didn't talk.

But to their surprise, they did meet an 'accidental' old friend.

This first press do not mention.

Wu Xingyan wore a blindfold and fell asleep until he got off the plane. Fang Ningjie was well prepared and dozed off for a while.

When they arrived at the airport, it was already 02:30 in the afternoon, and the two of them ate something hastily on the plane—in fact, Wu Xingyan committed a cleanliness crime and was unwilling to eat these things outside. Because of the instant noodle incident last time, Fang Ningjie, After deeply understanding Wu Xingyan's incomparably precious stomach, he didn't eat much.

When they went to the reserved restaurant, the two of them finally had a full meal.

City S is a well-known international city, as prosperous as an imperial capital. It was a dark morning, and the neon lights outside were already on. With the rush of traffic, it was really beautiful to look at from a high place.

"Tell me, compared with Murmansk, where is it more beautiful?" Wu Xingyan put his arms around Fang Ningjie's waist, and leaned his chin on his shoulder.

The temperature of the two people was close to each other, as if they had melted together.

"If you have to compare," Fang Ningjie showed love in his eyes, "I would prefer Murmansk."

Wu Xingyan was a little surprised, and asked, "Why? I thought...you are so afraid of the cold..."

"I'm afraid of the cold." Fang Ningjie nodded without denying it, "But...we didn't leave enough good memories there last time, I'm a bit regretful."

Wu Xingyan felt warm in his heart, "It's okay, we'll go play again when it snows next year."

"I don't know yet..." Fang Ningjie murmured, "Whether we can still be together at that time."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wu Xingyan tapped his head, "Let's go down, I'll take you there."

Fang Ningjie nodded.

The person he wants to meet is the teacher from his previous life.

After he became famous in his previous life, he didn't stop there, but continued to learn to fully charge himself. This teacher was also a matchmaker for him at the beginning. He is considered a master in the screenwriting industry. His temper is very weird. Since After getting old, no one can please him anymore.

It was also luck for Jiang Mu to get on this line. At that time, he compared American dramas, Korean dramas, and Japanese dramas and wrote a paper on the future prospects and reform directions of the screenwriting industry. A teacher saw it, took him in, and taught him a lot.

This time, Fang Ningjie was able to get in touch with this teacher again because of his own honor.

Of course, he can be regarded as full of confidence in whether he can win this teacher.After all, the tacit understanding between teachers and students for so many years is not in vain.

If you can re-enter this teacher's school, you will be able to walk more smoothly in the future.

Fang Ningjie and Wu Xingyan loaded up the elevator and walked downstairs to the hall, only to meet an 'unexpected' person head-on.

"What a coincidence." The person opposite seemed surprised to see them, and smiled faintly at them.

But it seems that it is not so calm.

Fang Ningjie was expressionless, but he had already grasped the corner of Wu Xingyan's clothes, "Yes, what a coincidence."

Wu Xingyan held his hand back and gave him a stable look.

Fu Zhan laughed softly, "Don't be so nervous, I know you are here to participate in the exhibition, and so am I."

Fang Ningjie had words stuck in his throat, but he still lowered his eyelids and stopped answering his words, "Let's go."

After all, he was about to pull Wu Xingyan away.

Fu Zhan took a step forward and blocked their way, with a half-smile on his face, "This should be our first formal meeting. Hello, I'm Fu Zhan, and Xingyan is an old classmate for many years."

Fang Ningjie frowned: The implication in these words is too obvious...

Wu Xingyan also looked unhappy, "He is Fang Ningjie. Let's go first."

"Where are you going so late?" Fu Zhan was a little reluctant, Fang Ningjie only felt that even the smile on his face was tainted with disgust, "Going out to eat? I don't know if I can hang out for a while." What about Ton?"

"..." Fang Ningjie finally raised his head, and there seemed to be a little sarcasm in his eyes, "Let's go see Mr. Zhang, if you can let him keep you alive, I don't care."

He deliberately emphasized the word Zhang Lao, and he saw Fu Zhan's face change slightly.

But he quickly recovered his usual look, and said with a smile, "Then I'll wait for you to come back and make an appointment again?"

"Maybe I'll be back very late." Fang Ningjie said coldly, "Let's say goodbye."

Fu Zhan seemed not to care about anything, "It's okay, I'm a night owl anyway... By the way, there are still some things I want to discuss with you."

His voice gradually faded, and it sounded a bit lingering.

Wu Xingyan glanced at Fang Ningjie secretly, noncommittal, "Let's talk about it when we come back."

Fu Zhan didn't bother too much as far as he clicked, he dodged to the side and gave way.

After Fang Ningjie got into the car, he tossed his bag in a fit of anger, and said coldly, "Wu Xingyan, what do you mean by him?"

Wu Xingyan knew that he was angry, so he didn't bother with him too much, and slowly explained: "I mean, when you come back, I will talk to him in front of you."

"It's more or less the same." Fang Ningjie muttered, but there was still some anger left in his heart, "But isn't he missing? Why did he show up again?"

Wu Xingyan thought for a while, "Probably...my dad let him out?"

"What does your father mean?" Fang Ningjie was a little annoyed.

The unpredictability of the future made him more and more uneasy.

"I don't know." Wu Xingyan frowned, "I'll send you to Mr. Zhang first, and then I'll give him a call."

Fang Ningjie looked up at him, "Where are you going?"

Wu Xingyan was slightly taken aback.

"I'm worried." Fang Ningjie said in a low voice, "You wait for me, I won't be eating at Zhang's hometown anymore, I'll come out after I finish talking with him."

Wu Xingyan's eyebrows were gentle, and he readily agreed, "Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Fang Ningjie started, "When I come out, we'll have a meal by ourselves. Isn't he going to wait? Let him wait."

Wu Xingyan was amazed by his rare jealousy and temper, and at the same time showed his infinite tolerance as a lover, "Well, well, I'll listen to you. I know there is a theme restaurant that does a good job. Let's try it after you finish talking. .”

Fang Ningjie hummed softly, taking it as an answer.

When they arrived at Mr. Zhang downstairs, the two separated as promised.

This building has been built for more than ten years. Even though the community has been renovated several times, its age can still be seen from the tiny details.

Fang Ningjie turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, walked upstairs, and then rang the doorbell of Zhang's hometown.

It was Mr. Zhang's wife who came out to open the door. Seeing that he was a kind-looking junior, he knew it, and welcomed him in with a faint smile.

The well-known teacher Zhang Qiming was wearing a pair of glasses and was flipping through some newspapers in the living room. Hearing the movement, he glanced in his direction and stopped talking.

Fang Ningjie took out his bag very cleverly, and handed Mr. Zhang a folder, "Mr. Zhang, I have heard about you for a long time. I am Fang Ningjie who contacted you a few days ago. This is the one I prepared for you. one's gift."

Mr. Zhang pushed his glasses and glanced at him, but he didn't move his hands.

Fang Ningjie quickly opened the folder and handed it to the other party, "This is the internationally famous script compiled by the younger generation in recent years. It has been classified into categories. I am not talented, so I added some notes. I know your old eyes It’s not very good recently, so I specially sorted out this information, and it will save you from staring at the computer all day long and straining your eyes.”

Mr. Zhang snorted softly, and said, "Your boy... you are in the same tune as Jiang Mu, and you are full of irrelevant things."

"Mr. Zhang, you don't need me to rush to give you money and names. The students are not smart enough and don't know what to give, so I just bought these, and I'm worried that you are always dissatisfied." Fang Ningjie knew Mr. Zhang's temper , I gave a pole and climbed up.

Mr. Zhang didn't seem to be dissatisfied, but said lightly, "Sit down."

Fang Ningjie knew that the first hurdle was over, so he quickly sat down and poured a cup of tea for Mr. Zhang and himself.

Seeing his small movements, Mr. Zhang was very pleased, but he said mercilessly, "I am Dahongpao, you can take it easy when you pour."

"Isn't this just a way to get your credit?" Fang Ningjie smiled, and then brought the tea over, "It's also a gift of flowers to Buddha, please drink."

Zhang Qiming snorted again, and then said, "What else did you bring?"

Fang Ningjie deliberately avoided mentioning it, "This ceremony is light on people's hearts, and the students didn't bring much."

"Then there is still there?" Mr. Zhang waved his hand, "Okay, don't play with me those little tricks, it was all used by Jiang Mu, I don't know yet? Take it out."

Fang Ningjie knew that this second hurdle was considered a success.

So he quickly took out the script outline that he had carefully crafted in the past few days, and handed it over respectfully with both hands, "Thank you, teacher, for your guidance."

Mr. Zhang took it over without making a sound, then pushed his reading glasses, and flipped through them roughly.

"Yes." He glanced a few times, but these glances were extremely vicious, directly pointing out Fang Ningjie's problems, "Didn't you teach yourself by Jiang Mu? Why do you still make such mistakes?"

These loopholes were naturally missed by Fang Ningjie on purpose. Mr. Zhang is good at being a teacher, so it is better to follow suit.Fang Ningjie replied, "The students were negligent."

The tone is very sincere.

Zhang Lao said: "Jiang Mu's learning is not solid, you learn from him..."

He paused, then sighed leisurely, "Forget it, what to ask him for."

However, Fang Ningjie knew that this teacher really valued him. After his accident, he heard that this teacher had gone to make arrangements, but he still couldn't save the situation.

However, even so, Fang Ningjie is willing to accept the teacher's kindness.

"You know," Mr. Zhang said suddenly, and said slowly, "That boy Jiang Mu, did you give me any gift when you came to my house for the first time?"

Fang Ningjie was a little dazed, he didn't know why the topic suddenly brought up this aspect.

The author has something to say: ah...the stupid author saved this chapter in his notebook, but the notebook doesn't know what's going on, and he can't connect to the Internet...don't worry orz