Duan Congzhi returned to the company to attend classes after resting for a few days. He has learned a lot from filming this time, and he needs to digest it.

There are two classes a day, and in his spare time he eats with cats. For the convenience of his commuting, he lives in Lanting. Uncle Ying contacted Zhou Quan to provide him with three meals a day, including snacks.

Duan Congzhi is now eating the milk-flavored snacks sent by the Qin family. This taste is a bit like Wangzai milk, but it is not so sweet. His mouth is full of milk and a little bit of honey.

Xue Ping watched him eat one bite at a time, then looked at the insulated box, and sighed silently in his heart, what an evil capital.

Not to mention how long it took him to make these things, and it took a long time to deliver them on the road. The insulated box is still unique, ensuring that the milk cake will still be slightly cool when Duan Congzhi arrives late.

The people of the Qin family were very considerate, not only gave Duan Congzhi a gift, but also gave some to the office, the portion was quite a bit, enough for them to share.

Looking at Duan Congzhi, he can understand why there are so many people who cut their heads and want to get into the rich. The top group in the entertainment industry is indeed not short of money, but they can't reach this level of luxury.

Look at Duan Congzhi again, with a look of habit.

Duan Congzhi looked at Mr. Ju who had been meowing for a long time, and finally showed mercy and gave him the last piece of milk cake. Before it was delivered, he took it back, took half of it with a small fork, and then gave it to him: "You Can't eat too much."

President Ju looked at him and complained meowingly, while Xiao Wang put away his phone and said happily, "Today's business materials are available."

This reminded Duan Congzhi, he asked Xue Ping: "By the way, did you find someone to write the review for "Jianghu"?"

As soon as he said it, Xue Ping knew that this movie review was unique, and no one who read it would forget it.

"If I have such a great ability, I will still work?," Xue Ping teased, "I will also go back and hire eight chefs to cook eight major cuisines for each shift every day."

Duan Congzhi didn't care about the second part of his sentence, and didn't tell him that the Qin family still specializes in making pasta and all kinds of western food.

"What do you mean?"

"Who do you think this is? This is Director Wang's number."

"Director Wang, that Wang Qingsong?"

Xue Ping nodded and said affirmatively: "It's him, not many people in the circle know about this matter, so don't spread it to the outside world."

"Then how did you know?"

Xue Ping smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry about it, you just need to know this Director Wang."

As soon as he said it was Director Wang, Duan Congzhi took another look at Weibo.

The film reviews posted by @爱看电影的儿童 are very casual. They seem to think of what to say, actors, screens, scripts, directors, camera movements, whatever they say, but it can be seen that he is very professional and has many problems. It all hit the nail on the head.

Looking at his previous Weibo, many people said that he must have been on the set, and he knew almost every aspect of the set.

Duan Congzhi saw his tone of voice, at first he thought he was a young man, but he must be born in the 80s, who would have thought that he was an old man in his 60s who had retired from an ordinary industry?

Just looking at his Weibo, no one would have guessed.

Duan Congzhi read the film review again, feeling a little sympathetic to Lin Han. Does Director Wang know that Lin Han chose to give up "Jiang Hu" in order to film his movie, so "Jiang Hu" is what he sees now? This way.

In the evening, Duan Congzhi put out the dishes brought over one by one, he put two dishes, and when he saw Qin Ke standing on the side, he stopped: "Boss Qin, did your consultant tell you to share the housework? "

Of course, the consultant didn't say that in his eyes, Mr. Qin doesn't need to do it himself, but now they are in Landing, and there are only two of them in the house.

Do not do anything, waiting for someone to come to clean up tomorrow?

You can hire someone for cleaning, but not even tidying the dining table is a bit too much.The leftovers were left cold and roasted in the house overnight, and the whole room smelled of vegetables.

Qin is always a person who knows how to draw inferences from one example. He sets the dishes before meals and cleans up the table after meals.

Duan Congzhi thought he looked very good with his sleeves rolled up, so he walked over and squeezed his arm, Qin Ke stopped to look at him.

Duan Congzhi saw that he was still holding something in his hands, and regretfully made way for him.

After taking a shower, Duan Congzhi listened to the sound of water in the bathroom distractedly, thinking about when he could develop a new map.

Before the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, the phone rang first. Duan Congzhi took a look, it was Director Fan, calling him at this time?

Duan Congzhi's first reaction was that he made a wrong call, but he answered it anyway.

"Xiao Duan, are you free?"

It seemed that he was right, Duan Congzhi glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and wanted to say that he was not free, and he also wanted to spend the night happily with Qin Ke.

Anyway, the reason is still there: "What's the matter?"

Director Fan said in a leisurely tone, "It's not a big deal. If you have something to do, you'll be busy, and if you have nothing to do, come and save the day. Are you in Dragon City?"

"exist."

Fan Dao reported an address and said, "I'm eating supper here. I didn't bring my wallet. If it's convenient for you, come over and pay the bill."

It's normal not to bring a wallet these days, but who uses cash? Director Fan calls him with his mobile phone, and still can't settle the bill?

Thinking that there must be other things, Duan Congzhi looked at Qin Ke and said goodbye to the happiness tonight with regret.

When Qin Ke came out of the bathroom, Duan Congzhi was already changing clothes.While putting on his clothes, he walked over and kissed Qin Ke on the face: "Wait for me to come back."

He looked like a scumbag who went out late at night to meet other people's appointments.

"Where?"

"Director Fan asked me to have supper. It's not far away. It's in our business building." He looked at Qin Ke and said, "I'll just go there by myself."

He walked out of the bedroom, turned back in two steps, stretched half his body in with the door frame and said, "Wait for me, if you come back early, we will have supper too."

After he finished speaking, he blinked his eyes, and then he took the car keys and went out regardless of whether the upright Third Master Qin got what he meant.

After Duan Congzhi said he would come, Director Fan sent him an address, not far from Landing, and he will arrive in about half an hour.

He found a place to park the car, and then walked towards the shop that Director Fan mentioned. It was a shop selling mutton bone soup. One of Duan Cong could smell the strong aroma when he entered.

He looked around, but he didn't find anyone hitting him, so Fan Xiaoli greeted him: "This way."

Duan Congzhi looked over at him and found that Dao Fan was not alone, and that neither of them could settle the bill?Not so outrageous.

Director Fan must have something else to do.

He was obviously very happy to be able to come to Director Fan. After Duan Congzhi sat down, he called the waiter to come over and add a chair for Duan Congzhi.

Then he said to the person opposite: "This is a short paragraph. Just wait and see when the time comes, I'm sure the box office will exceed [-] million this time."

The person on the opposite side seemed to be a little disdainful, and snorted lightly: "Is this what you pursue?"

Director Fan really couldn't say anything. Although he won a lot of awards, a box office of over [-] million is considered a relatively good result for him. Therefore, even with the current inflation, he subconsciously still has reservations.

There is no way to talk about this matter, Director Fan stopped talking, and turned to ask Duan Congzhi if he knew the person opposite.

It's impolite to always stare at people, Duan Congzhi didn't look at him except when he came in just now, and now Director Fan told him to look at him again.

The person opposite was dressed very casually, just a navy blue T-shirt and a peaked cap on his head, and he didn't take off his food.

Fan Dao asked this question, he should be well-known, but Duan Congzhi didn't recognize it after two glances. He was a little guessing, but didn't the outside world say that the relationship between the two of them was very bad?

He shook his head: "This is?"

Director Fan said, "Don't know?"

Duan Congzhi still shook his head.

Director Fan said to the person opposite: "Old Wang, you are dead, young people don't know you anymore."

Old Wang took a sip of beer, ignored him, but looked up at Duan Congzhi and nodded.

Duan Congzhi also nodded.

Director Fan introduced: "This is Wang Qingsong, Director Wang."

Duan Congzhi was very surprised, not pretending, but really surprised. It was rumored in the circle that the two directors did not get along well when they were young, and both of them were desperately trying to win awards.

Later, the domestic film market became bigger and bigger, and both of them started to make commercial films. Director Wang, whose name resembles an artist, went more smoothly. Director Fan publicly said that he has a bad reputation.

Director Wang responded: "I stink, he is sour."

It is even more surprising that such two people are sitting together for supper, which is more surprising than that Director Wang is @爱看电影的儿童.

Director Fan just gave such a simple introduction. After the introduction, the two of them still talked about themselves. From "Jianghu" to the martial arts dramas in the past, to their award-winning movies, they finally felt that time passed quickly.

Director Fan looked at Duan Congzhi: "It's nice to be young."

Duan Congzhi didn't interrupt, and they didn't need him to interrupt. He listened quietly, and gradually believed that Director Wang was @爱看电影的儿童, and there was a resemblance, but he didn't know how Xue Ping knew.

The two great directors are not young, and they drank beer as liquor, and were about to withdraw the two bottles when they bottomed out.

After a supper, I didn't see him looking at Duan Congzhi a few times, but now he suddenly said: "In the second half of next year, or the year after, there is a movie to be filmed. If you are interested, please make the time available."

It is almost a certainty to let him have a free period so long in advance.

Duan Congzhi hurriedly thanked him, and Director Wang said, "Don't be too happy, the theme of war, the adaptation of classic literary works, you have to pretend to be ugly."

Thinking about Lin Han's role in his director Wang's play, that's just a supporting role, playing ugly is nothing, this is the job of an actor.

"no problem."

Duan Congzhi settled the bill, sent them to the car again, and then stood by the side of the road with a bigger and bigger smile on his face.

This is Director Wang!Director Wang invited him to film!

Even though he had already worked with a great director, Duan Congzhi couldn't help but be happy to receive such an invitation.

It is said that the king does not see the king, so he took down two kings at once.

His first reaction was to call Qin Ke, and found that Qin Ke was still in his blacklist. He calmed down a little, released Qin Ke from the blacklist, and dialed.

The call was connected quickly, and Qin Ke didn't even ask him what happened, but directly said, "Where are you?"

Duan Congzhi gave an address, and Qin Ke said, "Six minutes."

Most people will say 5 minutes at this time, or add "about", but Qin Ke will be accurate to "one".

Others were about to come. After Duan Congzhi yelled for the substitute driver, he sat aside, looked at his phone and waited. Six minutes later, Qin Ke really arrived.

Duan Congzhi looked at the people beside the car and suddenly felt that no movie was important anymore.

He wanted to ask why he came over suddenly, and he was still locked in the blacklist and couldn't find it, so he wanted someone to call him?

But in the end, he didn't ask anything, with a frivolous smile: "I've only been out for a long time, and the third master followed me out? Are you in a hurry to find me for supper?"

"Ah."

"..."

You should be so calm, do you understand?But don't go back in a while and really pull him to eat supper.

The author has something to say: Thanks to every little angel, okay~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I don’t know, Mo 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 4032481410 bottles; 5 bottles of Bijing Biqing; 3 bottles of hahaha; 2 bottles of grapefruit;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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