Tianguang [entertainment circle]

The girl on the side went to the fence next to it and made a phone call.

Not long after, she returned to her seat with the phone on hold.

"Xin Ye is lost."

Mu Sanwei restrained his smile: "Where is she now?"

"She said she didn't know."

"I'll go find her." Mu Sanwei was ready to get up and leave.

"Wait." Jiang Yuan said, "Ask her if there are any security personnel around."

After the girl relayed Jiang Yuan's words, she nodded towards Jiang Yuan and the others.

"She said she has come here with the security personnel now."

Glancing at Mu Sanwei's relieved expression, Jiang Yuan raised his hand and tapped lightly on the table.

"Is there an electronic file for the script?"

"Yes, but it's an incomplete version." Mu Sanwei nodded, found the electronic version of the script from his mobile phone, and handed it to Jiang Yuan, "You can read it first, and then read the full version of the script when Xin Ye arrives."

Jiang Yuan took the script with a casual look.

Originally thought that someone as proud as Jiang Yuan would have to go through a lot of hard work to get her to read the script.

Why...she suddenly wanted to read it? ?

Mu Sanwei looked at Jiang Yuan inquiringly, thinking over and over which words he had convinced her.

Jiang Yuan read the script from beginning to end word for word, and also roughly knew what kind of plot line it was.

This script takes a suspenseful route, but it also has the temperament of a literary film.

It probably tells the story of a Tibetan guard captain and a Tibetan poacher intriguing.

Such a story integrates the scenery of the frontier and the feelings of family and country, and deeply grasps the inner changes of each character.Even the captain of the guard who stood on the side of justice at the beginning turned out to be a poor wretch who abandoned his wife and son in order to fulfill his mission.

The incomplete part is the ending, which only writes that the poachers got on the train to Yunnan and fled, and it stopped abruptly.

Such a grand script with delicate emotions...was written by that girl named Xin Ye?

Jiang Yuan recalled that when he woke up in the night, he saw Xin Ye's long curly hair hanging down his waist.Such a beautiful person...how could he write such a story?

Jiang Yuan returned the phone to Mu Sanwei.

"I want to know the man who wrote the script."

"You mean Xin Ye?" Mu Sanwei was taken aback, feeling something was wrong, but seeing that Jiang Yuan was interested, he still put on a smile, "Xin Ye is a freshman at the Capital Academy of Drama. The major is number one in the country. You should be able to tell from what she wrote, and she has a good foundation, right?"

"This doesn't look like something she would write." Jiang Yuan continued.

"Jiang Yuan," Mu Sanwei's smile was covered with a fox-like slyness again, "don't underestimate everyone. You may be a genius in photography, but other professions—there are geniuses too."

Jiang Yuan frowned, too lazy to talk to him.

To create a story, you must accumulate your own experience in order to create a shocking work.

Geniuses are just more talented than ordinary people. It is disrespectful to them to attribute all their experience and efforts to "talent".

Compared to this, Jiang Yuan cared more about what Xin Ye had experienced and seen.

Mu Sanwei thought that he had convinced Jiang Yuan again, so he couldn't help feeling a little complacent in his heart.

A girl in a beige dress jumped onto the threshold of the Wildfire Tavern and ran briskly towards the second floor.

The crew members on the side all waved to Xin Ye, signaling her to come and sit down.

Seeing that there was no room around him, Mu Sanwei patted the thigh of the boy next to him.

"Jianmu, you go to the opposite side and let Ono sit here."

The boy named "Building Block" showed embarrassment: "But..." He glanced at Jiang Yuan who was exuding a strong aura, and swallowed.

Xin Ye jumped up the last step, walked to the soft sofa where Jiang Yuan was sitting, sat down, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I've been waiting for a long time, this place is too big." Xin Ye let out a long breath and fanned himself.

She looked around at her teammates in the same crew, and finally her eyes fell on the big ice cube next to her.

Jiang Yuan raised his eyes, and met Shang Xin Ye's eyes that were trembling in his pupils.

"You, you are... Jiang Yuan?!"

Like a frightened rabbit, Xin Ye hastily moved back a few positions.

When Jiang Yuan saw her furious reaction, somehow he seemed to want to tease her.

"meet again."

Jiang Yuan frowned, looking intently at Xin Ye who was trying to cover his face with curly hair.

Mu Sanwei looked at the two back and forth, a little surprised.

"Xiao Ye, you and Jiang Photography... know each other?"

Before Xin Ye could speak, the boy named Ji Mu patted Mu Sanwei on the shoulder.

"Are you on the 2G network? Photos of the two of them traveling together have been exposed on the Internet."

"No, no, that's a coincidence." Xin Ye waved his hand, "Those photos were taken when I was suffering from heat stroke, and Jiang Yuan was helping me."

"Really." Mu Sanwei's expression sank, and he looked at Jiang Yuan with a half-smile.

Jiang Yuan ignored Mu San Sanwei and continued to look at Xin Ye instead.

"Give me a copy of the full script."

"Huh? Oh." Xin Ye reacted, and took out a paper version of the script from his small backpack.

Jiang Yuan took it over and carefully read it.

Incidentally, Xin Ye also distributed the rest of the copies to the crew members.

From the first page, Jiang Yuan seemed to be hit hard.

On this paper version of the script, all the words were handwritten by Xin Yechun.There are no traces of typos and deletions, so it should be a finished manuscript, with a total of nearly [-] words.

With so many people and so many scripts, it is necessary to ensure the accuracy of the word count.

[-] words means that the duration of the participating film is about one hour.

It seems...Xin Ye took this matter very seriously.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but glanced at Xin Ye's profile lightly from the corner of his eye.

A few strands of curly sideburns hung beside her ears, and leaned softly on the ruffles of the neckline of her dress.

like a fairy.

"Gollum—"

A howling stomach suddenly sounded in the tavern, even drowning out the folk music being played.

Except for Jiang Yuan, all the eyes of the crew were attracted, focusing on Xin Ye.

Xin Ye blushed, scratched the back of his head, lowered his head and said weakly: "I haven't eaten dinner yet..."

Mu Sanwei immediately clapped his hands.

"It just so happens that everyone is here now, let's have a big meal together before the start of the machine."

A girl next to him whispered: "But Jiang Yuan...it seems that he hasn't agreed to join the group yet, right?"

After hearing this, Mu Sanwei leaned on the table and approached Jiang Yuan pretending to be handsome.

"You have now read our script, in case you reveal it to our opponents, you must now join our crew."

Jiang Yuan: Indifferent Face.jpg

Mu Sanwei was really angry and afraid that Jiang Yuan, the ancestor, would be angry, so he had to lower his head to test again: "Then what do you want us to do to join us?"

Jiang Yuan: "It depends on your mood."

Seeing their questioning back and forth, Xin Ye realized that Mu Sanwei was pulling Jiang Yuan into the film crew.

Filmmakers in the entire capital know that Jiang Yuan is a natural treasure in the photography industry. If he can be recruited into the crew, just a single shot script can make the director a lot easier.

Mu Sanwei and the others are still just a student crew, and there is no way to invite big names in the film industry, so a top student photographer like Jiang Yuan, no matter how arrogant she is, Mu Sanwei and the others are willing to be patient.

Mu Sanwei, who was about to start the next wave of ruthlessness, heard Jiang Yuan suddenly say something before he could speak.

"Do you want me to join?" Jiang Yuan leaned on the sofa with his cold-skinned elbows on his side, and looked at Beauty Xin Ye beside him with a smile.

The ends of her long and narrow eyes stretched out, and her thin lips were lightly pursed.

Xin Ye swallowed unconsciously, but he couldn't take his gaze away from Jiang Yuan.

Suddenly, she said, "I want to."

"Okay." Jiang Yuan closed his eyes and nodded in response.

The members around, including Mu Sanwei, were dumbfounded.

This...is this promised?

No conditions are mentioned?

Obviously Yangsong invited so many times, and Mu Sanwei also paid Mingyuequ to plan a competition to give Jiang Yuan a big gift, but she didn't agree? ?

"Three-dimensional," Xin Ye poked Mu Sanwei's shoulder, "Can we have a big meal?"

Mu Sanwei came back to his senses, smiled meticulously, and nodded: "Let's go."

He glanced at Jiang Yuan, who was standing with Xin Ye, with a complicated expression.

He didn't know why, but he vaguely felt that Jiang Yuan agreed so easily, it seemed that he had some other purpose...

At 23 o'clock in the evening.

After the dinner, everyone followed Dakuo Shao Mu Sanwei to the leisure place in Mingyue Canal for entertainment.

The crew members' fear of Jiang Yuan at the beginning has gradually dissipated a lot now.

After all, she didn't refuse when they invited her to take a group photo and add contact information.

Although this person had a cold face and didn't talk much, at least they could feel that Jiang Yuan didn't reject them.

After saying goodbye to other members of the crew, Mu Sanwei looked at Xin Ye, who was standing beside Jiang Yuan with fluttering hair.

"Ono, I'll drive you back."

"No need," Xin Ye smiled sweetly, rejecting his kindness, "Dad will pick me up after work."

"Then I'll wait with you." Mu Sanwei touched his nose shyly, "Want milk tea? I'll buy it."

Xin Ye rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Buy a cup for Jiang Yuan, too."

Jiang Yuan, who subconsciously wanted to say no, looked at Xin Ye who was smiling at him, and quietly swallowed the words of rejection.

"Five cents of sugar." Jiang Yuan said.

After making an OK gesture, Mu Sanwei turned around and went to a milk tea shop.

Xin Ye and Jiang Yuan stood side by side in the evening breeze.

"About the script, do you have any good suggestions?" Xin Ye asked.

"This is not my field of expertise." Jiang Yuan replied.

"I heard that after seeing a good script, the photographer will always have a picture in his mind. I want to know if this script has succeeded in doing this?"

Xin Ye raised his bright eyes and looked at Jiang Yuan, who was half his head taller.

Looking at her like this, Jiang Yuan felt as if a wild cat was tickling him.

She nodded slightly and remained silent.

Thinking about the script that didn't match Xin Ye's style, Jiang Yuan always felt something weird for no reason.But she looked at the girl next to her who was as pure as the bright moon, and she still wiped away her thoughts of wanting to get to the bottom of it.

The two of them chatted like this.

Xin Changyuan drove an old-fashioned car from afar.

From afar, he saw Xin Ye from the driver's seat, and Jiang Yuan standing next to her.

Xin Ye came out for an appointment today, but he didn't ask in detail.Unexpectedly, he came to see Jiang Yuan.

Xin Changyuan stepped on the brake slowly and picked up the camera that he always carried with him.

He froze the picture of Xin Ye and Jiang Yuan standing together before starting the vehicle again.

He pulled down the window and stopped in front of the two of them.

On that haggard face, there was a loving smile: "Xiaoye, Dad is here to pick you up."