Twelve points of secret love for gl

Tang Yi'an took Mi Xingwei back to the hotel to change clothes, checked out by the way, and then went to a tea restaurant.

A private room was reserved on the second floor. Mi Xingwei sat down and drank some water, then asked, "Is the director of "Ming Jin" you met today?"

Sitting opposite her, Tang Yi'an picked up the cup in his hand, took a sip of the lemonade, and said, "It hasn't been decided yet, we're fighting for it right now."

"What's the name of this director?" Mi Xingwei asked.

"He Lan."

Mi Xingwei murmured softly, she didn't have any impression, and she couldn't remember any films this person had made.

But since Tang Yi'an is trying his best to fight for the person, there is something powerful about it.

Ten minutes later, Tang Yi'an answered the phone, stood up and said, "She's here, I'll go out to pick her up."

Mi Xingwei: "Okay."

Two minutes after Tang Yi'an went out, she brought a woman in. Mi Xingwei was about to stand up to say hello, when she collided with the visitor, she froze for a moment.

"It's you?"

He Lan smiled and said, "So "Ming Jin" is your work."

Tang Yi'an was also stunned, his eyes wandered between the two of them, and he asked, "Do you know each other?"

He Lan tucked her sideburns behind her ears, and said with a smile, "We met once."

Mi Xingwei answered, "It's by the sea."

It turned out that the person I met in the small wooden house by the sea that day, the person who helped her tie the wind chime and the small bottle, was He Lan.

He Lan has a kind of calm and breezy chic, giving people a kind of gentleness like water and tenderness, like a fairy who is out of tune with the world.

He Lan pursed her lips and smiled: "I've read your novel. I happened to go to the beach to find inspiration that day. I learned a lot from the conversation I had with you."

Mi Xingwei: "Desperate but not disappointed."

This was what she heard He Lan say that day.

He Lan smiled: "At the end of despair, flowers of hope will bloom."

"Ming Jin" is not a tragedy in the strict sense. On the surface, it is indeed heartbreaking and regrettable. Bai Sitong's death is a splendid firework. It disappears after the splendor, but it still remains in people's hearts and will never be forgotten. Lose.

He Lan's unique understanding of "Ming Jin" made her feel ecstatic. For a moment, she thought He Lan was the only candidate.

Some people have a kind of magical power, which looks plain and demure, but inside it is like a landslide, which is shocking.

He Lan is such a person.

Even though she only met her twice, she didn't even say a few words.

It is exactly the phrase "like old friends at first sight".

He Lan said: "Yi'an and I have been old friends for more than ten years. She told me about this work long ago, but I haven't directed a play for many years."

Tang Yi'an pursed her lips: "In terms of works, I have always acted on my feelings. I believe that you will like "Ming Jin", so I came to you, and I also specially brought Mi Xingwei to hold this signing in Nancheng. sale."

Mi Xingwei glanced at Tang Yi'an, it turned out that she had already planned in her heart to find He Lan to shoot "Ming Jin", maybe even before signing a contract with her.

He Lan smiled, picked up the quilt on the table and took a sip of water, "I naturally understand your sincerity. It's not impossible for me to take pictures, but I have an additional condition."

Tang Yi'an raised his eyebrows, "Say it."

"From casting to costumes and venues, I am fully responsible. I don't want to be influenced by capital flow, I just want to shoot what I want to shoot."

Seeing her let go, Tang Yi'an raised a smiling face and said, "Naturally, I can trust your ability."

He Lan asked Mi Xingwei again: "In the script, is the original author involved?"

Tang Yi'an nodded and said, "Yes, Mi Xingwei will join the company's screenwriting department after returning."

In the end, He Lan agreed to the filming of "Ming Jin", but the time has not yet been set, saying that he will wait for the script to be finalized before shooting the cast.

The talk went well, Mi Xingwei could tell that Tang Yi'an liked "Ming Jin" and He Lan very much.

After the three of them finished their meal at noon, Tang Yi'an proposed to ask He Lan if he wanted to go to the signing event in the afternoon.

He Lan glanced at the time, smiled and said, "I won't go, Xiaomi must leave me a copy later."

Mi Xingwei got up to see her off, "That's for sure."

After seeing off He Lan, Mi Xingwei and Tang Yi'an were ready to go to the signing event.

Huanjin is on the back street of the tea restaurant, and you can walk there. Tang Yian didn't drive, and walked slowly to the park side by side with Mi Xingwei.

Tang Yi'an said: "He Lan has a daughter who has been in poor health since she was a child, so she hasn't made any works in recent years, and she has returned to the family to accompany her daughter. There are also many people who have invited her to come out of the mountain, but over the years, no one has talked about it. pass her."

Mi Xingwei walked with her head down, "Then I should be considered very lucky."

Tang Yi'an pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "No, He Lan likes the background of the Republic of China very much. In the early years, "Jia Lan Ji" caused a sensation in the entire film circle. When he directed this work, He Lan was only 22 years old. Later, she After getting married and having a child...there is almost no contact with the theme of the Republic of China, He Lan has her own insistence, unless she likes it herself, otherwise it is useless to persuade anyone."

""Jia Lan Ji"?" Mi Xingwei asked back, "I seem to have never heard of it."

"It has never been screened in China. Because of policy issues, it only premiered in Austria. Later, the film was cut in half. Except for a few related people who have the original film, it has never been circulated on the market."

Mi Xingwei thought to herself, no wonder, otherwise, it is impossible for her not to have heard of such a famous movie.

But she was curious, what kind of work is "Jia Lan Ji"?

"By the way, you just told He Lan to let me join the company's screenwriting department?" Mi Xingwei suddenly remembered that Tang Yi'an had just agreed to He Lan's request.

Tang Yi'an walked forward along the gravel road, and said, "I just had this plan at first, but He Lan's meaning is also clear, the script needs your participation, and you will be a senior next year, so you can just come here for an internship."

This arrangement couldn't be better. It was beyond her expectation that "Ming Jin" would be able to make a film, and now that she could participate in it herself, Mi Xingwei could almost wake up laughing when she fell asleep.

And all this is due to Tang Yi'an.

She suddenly turned her head to look at Tang Yi'an, and asked, "Tang Yi'an, why did you plan to shoot "Ming Jin"?"

Tang Yi'an was silent for a while, "Maybe it's because I like it."

Mi Xingwei thought for a while, yes, she should be lucky enough to be liked by Tang Yi'an.

Going forward, you will arrive at Huanjin Park.

Mi Xingwei suddenly remembered the pervert last night, she looked around subconsciously, she couldn't remember where she met the pervert last night, she was a road idiot, and she couldn't see clearly at night, what would happen to her? I can't remember it at all.

Tang Yi'an glanced sideways at Mi Xingwei's movements, knowing that she was still thinking about what happened last night, she said casually, "I'll walk with you tonight."

Mi Xingwei knew what she meant, she smiled and said, "Thank you."

At the signing event, there were significantly fewer people today than yesterday, and there were more than 100 of the [-] books left. From this point of view, there will be even fewer people tomorrow.

After all, it is still a bit overestimated.

Therefore, today also ended earlier than yesterday. When the show ended, the sky was still very bright, and it was only before five o'clock.

Went to the market with Tang Yi'an and had dinner. Rice roll casserole porridge is a special snack in Nancheng. After eating Mi Xingwei's stomach was full.

In the evening, Nancheng is still very windy. Not far away, the waves are rushing over, and there are also seagulls returning late, calling one after another.

The breath of life in Nancheng is really strong, and it is a city suitable for settling down.

Mi Xingwei was stuffed, she rubbed her stomach while walking, Tang Yian saw this and asked, "Are you full?"

The topic is a bit familiar, it seems that every time I eat with Tang Yian, she will be full.

Mi Xingwei smiled and nodded, "A little bit."

Tang Yi'an also laughed, "In your previous life, you must have been greedy to death."

It was rare to hear Tang Yi'an's teasing words, and the atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed. Mi Xingwei felt that the distance between Tang Yi'an and Tang Yi'an had been shortened a lot today.

He took her to meet He Lan, stayed with her all afternoon at the signing, had dinner together, and now walked side by side on the path by the sea...

Mi Xingwei turned around and stood in front of Tang Yi'an, walking backwards, laughing and teasing, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "It must be beautiful to eat with such a beautiful woman!"

Tang Yi'an curled his lips into a faint smile, watching Mi Xingwei laughing and joking in front of her, her hair fluttered from behind to the front, her long curly hair set off her small and delicate face.

"Be careful!" Tang Yian shouted anxiously.

Suddenly a child bumped up behind Mi Xingwei, Tang Yi'an hurriedly reached out to help her, Mi Xingwei tripped over her heel, staggered, and fell into Tang Yi'an's embrace inertially.

Tang Yi'an put his hands on her waist, the touch was smooth and warm.

And the hotness of pure love.

Mi Xingwei quickly turned around to look at the little boy behind him, reached out to support him, bent down and said to him, "I'm sorry, did you bump into it?"

The little boy shook his head and ran away without saying a word.

On the beach in the evening, there are many young people riding bicycles.

Tang Yi'an reached out and grabbed her wrist, protecting her on the side of the road, and said softly: "Go inside, there is a car."

Mi Xingwei raised her head to look at her, the sunset by the sea in the distance reflected on her side face, drawing a black silhouette.

The sunset in the sky gradually falls into the blue horizon, with the wet sea breeze and infinite tenderness.

This is the most beautiful sunset she has seen in Nancheng.