After the Rebirth of the Film Emperor

"Ah Che, what time will you be home tonight? I'll wait for you to come back."

A familiar and gentle voice rang in his ears.

"Happy 32nd birthday to you in advance, Che."

Wen Che wanted to respond to him, but found that the hand holding the phone was becoming transparent. He opened his mouth and tried his best to make a sound, but he watched the big truck on the opposite side run over like a monster.

"Do not!!"

Ji Zhihong sat up straight from the bed and crashed into a firm and warm embrace. The dull pain woke him up, the warm light dazzled his eyes, and the scene of the car accident was blurred in front of his eyes like a layer of gasoline , reminding him how he was smashed to pieces and became a ghost under the car six years ago.

Li Shaoyao saw that his face was pale, as if he was trapped in a nightmare, and he couldn't wake up no matter what, he got up and picked up a glass of cold water. He wanted to pour it directly, but hesitated for a moment, then wet his thumb with cold water, and gently Caress Ji Zhilong's eyes.

The "gasoline" was washed away by the cold water vapor, and the scene in front of me gradually became clear.

Not a windy highway, but a heated room.

It wasn't the truck that killed him that occupied the center of his vision, but Li Shaoyao.

"Are you sober?" He heard the other party ask.

Ji Zhilong glanced blankly at the unfamiliar furnishings around him: "Where is this?"

"Hotel." Seeing that his face was still in shock, Li Shaoyou asked curiously, "Nightmare?"

"..."

"Having nightmares when you see me?"

"Stop being so sentimental... It's none of your business that I have nightmares."

Ji Zhizheng didn't realize that his tone was a little aggressive, but Li Shaohao was not annoyed, he got up and picked up an agreement on the table.

"I hope you can read this agreement soberly."

The agreement was in Ji Zhilong's hands.

Party A is Li Shaoyao, and Party B is Ji Zhimo.

The general content is nothing more than that Party A escorts Party B's acting career, and Party B is Party A's intimate partner.

In the column of salary, it says 20 per month, even including five social insurances and one housing fund.

If it is the original owner, there is a high probability that he thought he had picked up the treasure.

But Wen Che knew that these two pages, which looked like a formal labor contract, actually read "eat you" between the lines.

Ji Zhiyong: "Aren't you afraid that your own father will break your leg?"

Li Shaoyao: "Now I am the master of the Li family."

"......" What's new about this?

Eight years ago, Li Shaomo was brought back from the countryside, and his experience was very similar to that of the original owner Ji Zhimo, but he was luckier than Ji Zhimo. Although Li Shaomo was an illegitimate child, when he was brought home, his only elder brother had died for some reason. His father was old and unable to bear any more children, so Li Shaoyao became the sole heir.

Wen Che met 19-year-old Li Shaoyao, who was still a chubby man at that time, with a plateau blush on his face that couldn't be eliminated in a short time.Even wearing a haute couture suit is still out of place for a high-class banquet.

However, he is already the only blood of the Li family, so he must be held.

Li's father was afraid that he would be ashamed if he didn't understand etiquette, so he asked Wen Che back then to take care of him at the banquet that night.

Even though Li Shaoyao hadn't grown up at that time, he was considered a good boy, but now he has become like a dog, but he has learned badly.

"Depending on me is your only way out."

Ji Zhilong disagreed: "I am also a member of the Ji family, why do you think I need to rely on you to survive?"

"If someone in the Ji family really valued you, they wouldn't have left you to take care of Ji Yunfan on the day of the wedding." Li Shaomo moved Ji Zhimo's excessively long forehead to both sides, looking at his clean face , said: "After you were recognized, did your biological parents take care of you? No one even cleaned up the negative news on the Internet for you. The Samoyed raised by Ji's family can still keep its coat white, but they let you, their own son With a filthy body, you are not as good as a pet dog in your family."

Murder is heartbreaking, but that's it.

The main reason is that after hearing these words, it is estimated that he will have a heart attack again.

Wen Che did agree with the fact he said, he didn't want to be seen through so easily: "At least Grandpa still cares about me!"

"Ji Qingshan is 90 years old, can he protect you for 10 years, can he protect you for 20 or 30 years?"

"........"

"What's the use of asking Ji Yunwen to change his surname? Others still treat him as Ji's family member and you as an outsider."

"...I can turn over on my own."

Li Shaoyao laughed out loud: "Innocence is so cute, your identity contract is held in De Yu's hands, even if the contract expires, they still have a lot of ways to stop your drama contract in the middle, today I put the protagonist of "Treading Lanting" I gave it to you, but in fact you don’t even have the right to sign the contract, and in the end it’s up to Deyu’s senior management to decide whether to give you this chance, guess if Qin Kaiyu will transfer this role to Ji Yunfan?”

"........"

"Zhilong, the cards in your hand are rotten. You were picked up 20 years ago, and Ji Yunfan took advantage of the right time and place. You only want to resist now. Without external help, there is no chance of winning. You You can refuse my request and choose to live under Ji Yunwen's shadow for the rest of your life."

Wen Che had to admit that everything he said was true.He has no advantage, and he is powerless to resist even the agent's anger.

He raised his eyes to look at Li Shaoyao, this brat was no longer the same as the "little battery" back then.

Wen Che never imagined that the little kid he took care of eight years ago would now be the only lifeline.

He sighed softly, picked up the pen, and before signing, he couldn't help but ask, "Why me?"

Li Shaohao sat opposite him again, the scheming in his eyes dissipated fiercely, turning into a pool of spring water: "Only in you can I see his shadow."

"Shadow?" Ji Zhiyong was curious: "Whose shadow?"

"..." This time it was Li Shaoyou who was silent.

Ji Zhilong asked tentatively, "Is it someone you like?"

"..."

He acquiesced.

Ji Zhilong: "If you don't tell me who I look like, how can I act more like him? You have to give me a reference, boss."

"You don't need to play it deliberately, you look pretty like you are now." Li Shaoyao suddenly overturned his own judgment: "No, there are still some shortcomings."

He raised his hand, and the pad of his thumb slid across the end of Ji Zhijun's right eye: "At this position, go and get a tear mole."

Ji Zhiyong: "Can I refuse?"

"No."

It happened that Chen Qing knocked on the door and came in, saying that it was time to try on makeup.

Ji Zhilong: "Is it a makeup trial that I understand? So fast?!"

Chen Qing: "The project started three years ago. Everything is ready and I only owe you the shareholder wind. Mr. Ji, is it convenient for me to come with me now?"

Ji Zhizheng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and when he walked to the door, his shoulders sank, and Li Shaohao actually put his windbreaker on him: "It's cold outside."

Before Ji Zhiyong could be moved a little bit, he said to his assistant: "Go to the hospital and get a mole on him tomorrow."

Ji Zhiyong: "..."

He was brought to the dressing room, and at a glance, he was full of old acquaintances who had worked with him.

Wen Che even suspected that Li Shaoyao invited everyone from the original crew back.

He also finally got part of the script while sitting in front of a mirror and getting his hair styled.

The cover of the script reads "Ta Lan Ting: The Return of the Old Man"

In the first episode, Lu Yun was revived by the screenwriter's magical touch. The script itself is a fairy tale, so as long as the character's resurrection is logical and self-consistent, it will not be too inconsistent. After a quick glance at the plot, it is actually not bad.

The law of the first classic and the second bad film seems to have been cleverly circumvented by the screenwriter.

So what is the purpose of Li Shaoyao's painstaking efforts to make a sequel?

Drawing money?

Although this IP is very successful, in the past 6 years, new themes emerging in the market are undoubtedly more popular. Is it because he is so persistent in restoring his previous masterpiece?

because...

In the mirror, the makeup artist is using eyeliner to put tear moles on the ends of his eyes - this is the most prominent appearance feature of Lu Yun's character.

Wen Che realized.

This kid must have fallen in love with Lu Yun, a paper man! !

Is it actually a hidden Two-dimensional? ! !

27-year-old Li Shaoyao sneezed in the lounge, suspecting that someone was speaking ill of him behind his back.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door.

Li Shaoyao put down the computer: "Come in."

Ji Zhilong, who was dressed in red, slowly came into his sight. The rich red made his skin whiter than snow. Beauty is beautiful, but it is soft and weak.

Can't compare to that person.

Although the appearance cannot be 100% restored, but in the temperament and eyes, it has achieved a full image.

Li Shaoyao deceived himself just like that.

He wrapped Ji Zhilong's slender waist with one hand, startling him.

"What do you want?!"

(…)

Outside the lounge, the photographer approached his assistant Chen Qing: "It's been two hours since I've been in, can I still have my makeup done tonight?"

Chen Qing kept secret: "Let's postpone the shooting until tomorrow."

After another hour, seeing that it was approaching 10 o'clock in the evening, the door was opened from the inside.Ji Zhilong had long hair loose, a ripped red headband was tied on his right wrist, his lips were bloodshot, and the mole at the end of his eyes was already blurred. Although his clothes were neat, they were all crumpled from the collar to the hem of the skirt.

When the makeup artist saw it, she covered her mouth in fright and did not dare to cry out.

Li Shaohao walked up to Ji Zhiyong, and put his arm around his shoulder: "Go and remove your makeup."

Ji Zhijun slapped his hand away, stared at him unscrupulously, and complained hoarsely: "You have eaten up all the makeup."

Assistant & Makeup Artist: "..." Ah, is this something we can hear?

Ji Zhiyong gritted his teeth: "Worry about chemical poisoning!!"

Then, he staggered to the dressing room while leaning on the wall.

Looking at his pitiful and stubborn back, Li Shaohao said carefully, "I'm a bit petty."

"I'll take you back to the hotel to rest."

With a bang, Ji Zhijun smashed out a small chair: "I want to go home!"