Tianguang [entertainment circle]

Seeing that the topic turned to the crew's film, Mu Sanwei, as the director, spoke out before Xin Ye.

"Senior Jiang, is there anything wrong with the script of this movie?"

Jiang Yingzhou shook his head like drinking tea: "It's not wrong."

"The angle and subject matter of this script are very novel, and it has also got rid of the solidified atmosphere formed over the years."

Solidify the atmosphere.

This is the general evaluation of the older generation of film workers on the shooting style of newcomers who have officially entered the film industry.

For student filmmakers like Jiang Yuan and the others, there are many talented people among their peers, and they are constantly looking for the roots of good movies.Earlier, there was an atmosphere of "social trauma" themes, and it was believed that criticizing current problems or understanding human feelings is the soul of making a good movie.

As a result of the prevalence of this type of atmosphere, the film gradually tends to be homogeneous and one-sided.

Except for Jiang Yuan, everyone here has never heard of this point.

"Xin Ye's script has a very novel angle of approach. There is almost no other film in this exhibition that has the same thinking as her." Jiang Yingzhou slowed down, his eyes were full of praise for Xin Ye, "In the film Every character is struggling in his heart, and the sense of inevitability of conflict has been difficult to calm down for a long time after I and the other judges have watched it."

He didn't know whether Xin Ye had been keenly aware of the disadvantages of this prevailing trend.

Or maybe, just avoided it by chance?

"Senior is too good!" Hearing Jiang Yingzhou praise her like this, Xin Ye stuck out his tongue shyly and smiled at him, "Because of the actors' good performance and Jiang Yuan's perfect photography skills, this script can be refined .”

"Hmph," Jiang Yingzhou glared at Jiang Yuan who was at the side angrily, "You haven't told me why you didn't put your name on the entry list."

Jiang Yuan was still indifferent: "Just practice your hands."

Jiang Yingzhou didn't bother to say anything more about her.

After all, she is still her own granddaughter, exactly the same as her stubborn temper that did not seek fame and fortune back then.

After Jiang Yingzhou talked about Mu Yao's affairs with Mu Sanwei again through the topic, Fu Yu also happened to walk out of the kitchen gracefully.

Wearing a dark red apron, she brought trays of steaming food to the table and poured drinks into the goblets in front of each seat.

"I've been waiting for a long time, everyone can come and have a meal." Fu Yu smiled softly.

Because he was in charge of Jiang Yingzhou's daily life and food all the year round, Fu Yu's cooking skills were considered to be top-notch.

Before anyone sat down, everyone could already smell the tantalizing aroma of rice.

After Jiang Yingzhou sat down and moved his chopsticks, everyone also took their chopsticks.The building blocks swept the plate like a hungry tiger: "It's so delicious!"

Jiang Yingzhou adjusted his glasses, looked at the fat boy who looked like he hadn't eaten a meal in more than ten years, and couldn't help sighing.

Fu Yu smiled and took the first seat next to Jiang Yingzhou.

Jiang Yuan is directly opposite.

At this time, Jiang Yuan used a hair tie to randomly tie his hair behind his head, letting the lower half of his hair rest on his shoulders.

A pair of chopsticks kept picking meat and vegetables into Jiang Yuan's rice bowl.

"Come on, eat more, this was your favorite food when you were young." Fu Yu smiled kindly, as if serving Jiang Yuan with food was already a common thing between the two of them.

Mu Sanwei watched this scene, and then looked at Xin Ye who was sitting next to Jiang Yuan.

Xin Ye didn't look at Jiang Yuan next to him at this time, his expression was a little flat, as if he was restraining some emotions.

Seeing Xin Ye's appearance, Mu San San was dissatisfied for a while, and the hand holding the vegetables stopped.

With Ono already by his side, how can Jiang Yuan accept other women with such peace of mind?

Before Mu Sanwei could reprimand him, Jiang Yuan raised his hand to stop Fu Yu's movements.

"Don't pinch it, eat it yourself."

Fu Yu's hand holding the chopsticks froze in mid-air.

Jiang Yingzhou on the main seat also raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yuan.

I saw Jiang Yuan stretching his arms, picked up a few pieces of sweet and spicy fried fish meat from a plate a little far away from Xin Ye, and put them in Xin Ye's rice bowl.

Just now, Xin Ye had been wanting to look like this fish cake, but Jiang Yuan caught his eye.

Xin Ye looked at Jiang Yuan in a daze, a slight blush appeared on his cheeks.

"How did you know I wanted this?"

"It's almost like writing 'I want to eat' on my face." Jiang Yuan laughed teasingly, and lightly poked Xin Ye's smooth forehead with his fingertips.

Xin Ye curled his lips at her angrily, and happily picked up the rice in the bowl, biting down the fish cake Jiang Yuan gave her one bite at a time.

Seeing how satisfied Xin Ye was eating, Jiang Yuan asked, "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat!"

"I want to try it too."

Subconsciously, Xin Ye wanted to take a piece from his own bowl and feed it to Jiang Yuan.

However, as soon as it reached Jiang Yuan's mouth, Xin Ye immediately stuffed it into his own mouth again, and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Eat your own, not mine."

Jiang Yingzhou couldn't help laughing as he watched the interaction between these two guys.

This is the first time I have seen my granddaughter look deflated.

"Xiaoye, if you like it, let Yuyu make another dish." Jiang Yingzhou said lovingly.

Hearing this, Xin Ye raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Yu.

I saw that Fu Yu seemed to be vicious for a moment, but when he met Xin Ye's eyes, he immediately changed back to that gentle and beautiful appearance.

She smiled: "You like to eat so much? I'll prepare it right away."

Before Xin Ye could speak, Fu Yu stood up and walked straight to the kitchen without looking back.

Seeing this, Ji Mu, who was grilling rice, sighed, "Sister Fu Yu is so kind, it would be even better if I could make two more dishes."

In this way, a meal ends in an atmosphere that is both harmonious and discordant.

The house where Jiang Yingzhou lived temporarily had very few rooms, and it was not a big villa like in first-tier cities.If it is to be divided evenly, at least two people must live in one room.

Jimu and Mu Sanwei lived together as a matter of course, and the other crew members were also allocated reasonably.

After all, Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye were in a relationship, and they would never want to live with them.

Under such a logical arrangement, Fu Yu came out from a side sleeper and waved to Jiang Yuan.

"Yuanbao, I have packed your room for you according to what grandpa said, so you can stay here."

Xin Ye stood behind Jiang Yuan, tilted his head and looked at Fu Yu: "What about me?"

Fu Yu smiled softly: "Live with me, sister Xin Ye."

Seeing that Jiang Yuan seemed about to refute something, Fu Yu immediately spoke again.

"Xiao Yuan has suffered from neurasthenia since she was a child, and her sleep is very light. Let her rest quietly, Xiao Ye, what do you think?"

These words made Xin Ye hard to be tough for a while.

Although the two of them had been sleeping in the same bed when they were still in the capital, they had experienced what they should have experienced, and there was nothing to avoid.

But Xin Ye did gradually forget the fact that Jiang Yuan was a light sleeper.

The first night the two of them lived together in Yunnan, wasn't it because of her that Jiang Yuan was forced out of sleep?

"No, I can sleep." Jiang Yuan didn't lift his head, he just looked at the little head standing behind him. "I can't sleep without you with me."

"Hey~" The girls in the crew stood at the door, and when they heard this, they smiled like old mothers again.

"Xiaoyuan," Fu Yu still maintained a smile, her kind and friendly face was already a little uneasy, "Grandpa still lives under the same roof, so please be careful."

Jiang Yuan raised his head and looked at Jiang Yingzhou who was sitting in the corridor on the third floor, fiddling with the camera lens: "Grandpa, do you mind?"

I saw Jiang Yingzhou squinting, looking at Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye.

"I don't care about the affairs of you young people." Jiang Yingzhou waved his hand.

"Okay." Jiang Yuan took Xin Ye's little hand, ready to enter the room.

"but."

Jiang Yingzhou's voice suddenly floated faintly from above again.

"You two should restrain me a bit."

When Jiang Yuan picked up a bottle of Chartreuse from the table in the room, Xin Ye had already flung himself into the big soft bed, shaking his hands and feet.

"It's so comfortable. After traveling for so long, I can finally take a nap."

Looking at her like this, Jiang Yuan's smile gradually deepened.

She walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, playing with her curly and smooth hair like Xinye seaweed.

"Where do you want to go this afternoon?"

Xin Ye glanced at the time, it was already 03:30 in the afternoon.

After all, everyone was in a hurry and had lunch at Grandpa Jiang's residence, which took a lot of time.

There are only two or three hours left before dinner, where else can we go to play?

"No, I want to sleep until dinner." Xin Ye rolled on the bed hugging the goose down pillow.

"Ok?"

Jiang Yuan looked at her with a half-smile, his eyes were full of incomprehensible meaning.

"Sleep now, but I won't be able to sleep at night."

"But I want to replenish my energy right now." Xin Ye pouted.

Jiang Yuan leaned over and kissed this small cherry-like mouth, and the long and narrow eyes stretched out a hint of teasing intention.

"Replenish your strength?" She chuckled and bit Xin Ye's lower lip, "In order not to sleep at night?"

After understanding the meaning of her words, Xin Ye's face suddenly turned red.

She turned her head and pushed Jiang Yuan's thin shoulders: "I...I mean I can write scripts at night."

Jiang Yuan took another bite of Xin Ye's exposed earlobe: "Choose me or the script?"

"script."

"Ok?"

"...I choose you."

Xin Ye is really no match for Jiang Yuan's breath on her neck, it will always be so numb that it will make her body go weak for a while.

After being tired for half an hour, Jiang Yuan let Xin Ye continue to rest.When she walked out of the room, she subtly wiped off a trace of lipstick on the corner of her mouth, and straightened her clothes.

Now she was going to confirm something else.

Fu Yu happened to be passing by the door at this time, holding a pot of orchids in her hand.

Those clear pupils looked at Jiang Yuan, and he put on a smile as if pleasantly surprised: "Xiao Yuan? Have you rested so soon?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yuan nodded, glanced around, "Where's the old man?"

"Grandpa is looking at the flowers in the small garden upstairs. I'm about to go. Do you want to go too?"

Jiang Yuan didn't make a sound, followed Fu Yu's steps and walked upstairs.

Jiang Yingzhou was sitting on the hanging chair on the top floor at this time, leisurely trimming the branches and leaves of the triangular orchid protruding from the side.

The cool breeze blew past, slowly picking up the fragrance in the garden, lingering in the breath of several people.

Seeing that Jiang Yuan also came up, Jiang Yingzhou seemed a little teased: "Is this the rest with your little girlfriend?"

"You approve of us?" Jiang Yuan folded his arms and leaned against the door frame.

She came up to Jiang Yingzhou now for no other purpose than to ask Jiang Yingzhou what she thinks about her relationship with Xin Ye.

"Is there anything I don't agree with." Jiang Yingzhou still lowered his head to trim the flower branches, "I'm afraid you can't explain to Songhai and the others."

Jiang Yuan was noncommittal: "They are them, and you are my family."