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Meng Zang'an sent Song Zhen into the community.

At this time, Song Zhen was almost sober from the wine, and then he noticed that the clothes Meng Zangan was wearing were not only very formal, but also had cuff buttons.

If you are just a driver, there is no need to dress like this at all.

Meng Zang'an also noticed his gaze, and coughed lightly: "It's just a meal, it doesn't matter."

Song Zhen said "Oh": "Okay, friend."

Meng Zang'an: "..."

He sighed: "Okay, let me tell you the truth, today is their wedding anniversary."

Song Zhen frowned: "You..."

Meng Zang'an smiled: "It has nothing to do with you, I didn't want to stay there at first, anyway, it's just a photo prop, without me, and my elder brother and second sister."

It was the first time Song Zhen saw Meng Zangan laughing at himself like this. When they were together, he rarely talked about his family affairs.

Song Zhen remembered that when Meng Zang'an faced his parents just now, he was also very polite, so he might as well be casual with him.

Meng Zang'an came to his senses with a look of annoyance on his face, and his speaking speed became more urgent, without his usual calmness: "Sorry, I shouldn't have said these things."

Song Zhen knew that he didn't want to be seen by others, so he didn't ask any more questions, and said directly: "Thank you today, you should go back early."

Meng Zang'an wanted to say something, but his face suddenly changed: "Who's there?!"

Song Zhen was taken aback, looked over, and found a figure under the shadow of the tree, and walked out slowly.

Song Zhen squinted his eyes until the other party's face was completely exposed|under the streetlight, and he was surprised: "Yi Yi, why are you here?"

Zhang Yi was carrying a schoolbag, and gestured: "I have something to ask my brother, but you didn't reply to my WeChat, so I came here directly."

Song Zhen was stunned, and quickly took out his mobile phone, and found that there were indeed several messages from Zhang Yi on WeChat, but he was drunk at the time and didn't pay attention.

"Sorry sorry, I didn't see it."

Meng Zang'an originally thought it was a paparazzi, but seeing Song Zhen's familiarity with him, he asked, "Is it a kid you know?"

When Zhang Yi heard his words, he gestured angrily: "I'm not a child!!"

Although Meng Zang'an didn't know sign language, he probably guessed what Zhang Yi meant, and smiled with his lips curled up: "It's only children who say they're not children."

Song Zhen glared at him: "Don't bully people."

Meng Zang'an raised his eyebrows lightly, and did not speak any more.

Song Zhen knew that Zhang Yi's coming to look for him must be related to the holographic film, so he said goodbye to Meng Zang'an, and took Zhang Yi upstairs.

Watching the backs of the two, Meng Zang'an took out the vibrating cell phone and put it to his ear.

I don't know what to say on the other end.

The curvature of the corners of Meng Zang'an's lips did not change, but the smile in his eyes gradually turned into indifference.

"Got it, come here now."

He hung up the phone and looked up the stairs.

The towering buildings pierced into the sky, and the lights were flickering, and Song Zhen's room could not be seen at all.

Meng Zangan's eyelashes trembled, as if he thought his behavior was funny, then he lowered his head and walked towards the car.

Song Zhen took Zhang Yi home, only to find that his room was too messy.

He coughed lightly, swept the debris on the sofa to the floor, and paved a way with his feet: "Sit down for a while, I'll get you something to drink."

Zhang Yi was a little restrained, and sat obediently on the sofa.

Song Zhen loosened his neckline, took two cans of Coke from the refrigerator, and handed one to Zhang Yi: "You drink first, I'll go back to the room and change clothes."

Zhang Yi nodded.

But Song Zhen saw that he was still carrying a schoolbag and wearing a coat, so he said helplessly, "Aren't you hot?"

Only then did Zhang Yi come to his senses, took off his schoolbag, and hesitantly took off his coat, revealing the T-shirt with the cat's head inside.

Obviously he was still refuting with Meng Zang'an just now, that he is not a child, but in the blink of an eye, wearing such cute clothes again, it was as if he was being slapped in the face.

Zhang Yi blushed and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Song Zhen was so cute to death by her own children.

He patted Zhang Yi's head: "Don't pay attention to that one, we hunks wear clothes like this."

Zhang Yi immediately became happy, and drank the Coke contentedly.

Song Zhen shook his head helplessly and went back to the room.

Taking off the restrictive suit, he moved his body a bit. He originally wanted to change into home clothes and go out, but he stopped suddenly when he was about to go out, and found a crumpled pink cat T-shirt from the closet.

This was a gift that Jiang Ji brought to him when he and Zhou Qi went out to play.

Song Zhen looked at the dress with disgust, and finally changed into it.

When he walked out, Zhang Yi was already playing Sudoku on his phone with his head down.

Zhang Yi has been very sensitive to numbers since he was a child, and his favorite game is Sudoku.

Song Zhen had bought Sudoku books for him before, and after he got them, he simply forgot to sleep and eat. In less than a week, he finished all the Sudoku problems on it.

Song Zhen didn't want to disturb him, and planned to talk to him after he finished playing.

But Zhang Yi didn't pay much attention this time, almost as soon as Song Zhen came over, he put down his phone, and saw that Song Zhen was also wearing a cat T-shirt, his eyes widened in surprise.

Song Zhen took a strong pose.

Zhang Yi laughed so hard that he almost fell off the sofa.

For a period of time, although the two have kept in touch, because of Gu Jian, there was a bit of estrangement. It was not until this moment that they regained the state of getting along with each other.

Song Zhen pulled the pull ring of the Coke, without turning a corner, and asked directly: "You came to me so late, is there something wrong with the holographic movie?"

As soon as he said that, the smile on Zhang Yi's face fell. He frowned, and while gesturing to Song Zhen, he wrote and drew on the paper.

After watching it for a long time, Song Zhen probably understood: "You mean something went wrong with the filming?"

Holographic film is a brand-new image form, and the shooting method is naturally different from traditional ones.

In the past, movies only changed the frame rate, and a series of shooting methods such as photography and lighting needed to be completely changed.

Not to mention, holograms are a complete game changer.

The first clip made by Zhang Yi just took advantage of the convenience of the game, but actually entered the shooting stage, and there will be a lot of things to change.

This is a complete subversion of what a director has learned.

It can be said that there are very few directors who can complete this challenge at home and abroad.

Only then did Song Zhen realize that what he had thought before was a little too simple.

If he was still in Xingchen, these things would naturally be a headache for the company, but now that he plans to leave Xingchen, the pressure will all fall on himself.

Not only that, but now there are many companies in the holographic field, and many of them have big capital behind them.

Not only did they catch up with Zhijian in the game, but they also took aim at the blue ocean of holographic movies.

If Song Zhen and the others couldn't release the holographic film before them, and lost the opportunity, they might fall behind step by step.

Song Zhen doesn't have such strong ambitions, but he also knows very well that in this line of work, as long as you fall behind by a little bit, you will be trampled down by others.

He didn't think about himself, but he should also think about Jiang Ji, Zhang Yi, and the employees of the studio who trusted him and wanted to leave with him.

Song Zhen tore a piece of paper casually, took a pen and listed the director's name on it.

He has kept a low profile these years, but his achievements have not been low profile, and he has met many people actively or passively.

The first thing he thought of was Hu Xiuwen.

The two had chatted before, and he still had some trust in Hu Xiuwen's aesthetic orientation.

Unexpectedly, Hu Xiuwen was frightened immediately after listening to it: "This is too difficult, no, no, no, I can't do it."

Song Zhen also fell silent after hearing Hu Xiuwen tell him about the difficulties of filming.

He thought he had considered the difficulty enough, but according to Hu Xiuwen, the real difficulty was [-] times more difficult than he had imagined.

Hu Xiuwen told him that if he wants to shoot according to his idea, he must either have the backing of a big company and continue to experiment regardless of cost and time, or he can only rely on the miracle of heaven.

After Hu Xiuwen finished speaking, he heard Song Zhen's voice was silent on the opposite side, and he was a little embarrassed: "Did I hit you?"

Song Zhen knew that he always had one thing to say, so he said, "It's okay, I didn't think it through."

The foundation of friendship between Hu Xiuwen and Song Zhen in "Best Actor" is still good, and he admires Song Zhen's script very much, and feels a little pity: "If you have other projects, I still want to cooperate with you very much." .”

Although Song Zhen was very depressed, but when he heard him say this, his heart still moved slightly: "I do have a small project, but it's not a movie, it's a mini-series."

"It doesn't matter." Hu Xiuwen was very straightforward, "What's the name of the project?"

Song Zhen: ""The Collection of Scumbags"."

Hu Xiuwen: "..."

"Ahahaha, this name is... quite straightforward!"

"Brother, don't worry, this is not a perfunctory drama. I wrote the script myself." Song Zhen was a little ashamed in his heart, but on the face he fooled Hu Xiuwen very calmly, "This is the current market for TV dramas. The more straightforward, the more exciting , the more the audience likes it, senior brother, you are a film director after all, it's normal for you to suddenly switch to the TV drama business, and it's not easy to adapt."

Hu Xiuwen: "..."

"I think you're fooling me. There's no gap between movies and TV shows. Why don't filmmakers know how to make TV shows...Wait a minute."

He stopped suddenly, Song Zhen heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and after a while, Hu Xiuwen's voice came from the other side: "I suddenly thought of someone, do you know Du Ran?"

Song Zhen: "I don't know."

Hu Xiuwen: "Du Ran is a documentary director. I met him about seven or eight years ago. He had a lot of ideas. At that time, the holographic helmet was only a conceptual product. He told me with certainty that , Holography will definitely become the mainstream in the future, whether it is games or video, he seems to be very interested in this and has been researching it in private."

Song Zhen was very surprised by this news.

What do you mean by "The mountain is poor and the river is full of doubts and no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright and there is another village."

No matter what, the appearance of Du Ran finally gave Song Zhen hope.

Song Zhen got Du Ran's contact information from Hu Xiuwen, and finalized the cooperation with him in "The Collection of Scumbags", and then hung up the phone with satisfaction.

He rubbed his sore neck and found that it was almost two o'clock.

Zhang Yi couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep on the sofa.

Song Zhen patted him awake and told him to sleep in the guest room.

But because I was too excited, I took a paper to write for a long time, and then took a mobile phone to send a WeChat message to Jiang Ji, and finally fell asleep lying on the coffee table at some point.

Early the next morning, he was woken up by the doorbell.

Song Zhen got up staggeringly, shook her numb arm, walked to the door in a daze, and subconsciously wanted to open the door, but a jerk stopped again.

The last time Xie Zhao and Meng Zang'an visited in turn left him with lingering fears.

He lay down on the cat's eye and watched for a long time, and when he saw it was Jiang Ji, he opened the door.

As soon as Jiang Ji came in, he complained: "What are you doing, you are so slow to open the door, what shameful things are you hiding?"

Song Zhen used to argue with him: "Hide your head, am I this kind of person?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the guest room was opened.

Zhang Yi came out of the room sleepily, the cat T-shirt on his body was wrinkled from sleep, saw Song Zhen, and gave him a dependent smile.

Song Zhen beckoned him to wash up: "There are new towels and toothbrushes in the cabinet."

He turned his head and was about to introduce Zhang Yi's identity to Jiang Ji, when he saw his eyes wide open and his mouth covered: "Fuck! Song Zhen, are you human?! This kid is not even an adult yet!"

"You don't really want to sacrifice a national husband in a drama, do you?"

Song Zhen: "..."

Damn it!