Tianguang [entertainment circle]

"Well, it's time to plan." Jiang Yuan nodded, staring at the road in front of the car intently.

"I want to study at Mr. Wen's after finishing studying the films for the Jinhua Award in the past few days."

"?" Jiang Yuan's face collapsed, "Why so fast?"

Xin Ye stuck out his tongue at her, and sat on the co-pilot shaking his calf: "Actually, I saw Senior Sister Tong and her crew's work today. Although it only lasts 5 minutes, the smoothness of the plot is much better than that of "Honey Talk"."

She paused for a moment, "Sister's films always have conflicts that appear very quickly, but I'm always stuck in 10-15 minutes before I can throw out the first main conflict. The slow pace of the plot is my weakness, and I want to overcome it. .”

Jiang Yuan thought for a while.

"Maybe this is your own creative style."

Xin Ye only smiled far-fetchedly, and then looked forward together with her silently.

In the next few days, because Xin Ye realized the weak link in her script creation, she worked harder than before. Jiang Yuan failed to reap the sweetness several times, so he had to study and record with her everywhere.

For almost all the films that won awards at the Jinhua Awards, the two of them analyzed several pages of notes together, absorbing what others were better than themselves.

The day after the Jinhua Awards ended, Xin Ye got up early.

Jiang Yuan looked sleepily at the time on the bedside table, and was so tired that he fell into the pillow.

It's only 6:34 in the morning, why is Ono so active?

Before she could figure it out, Xin Ye had already changed into light sportswear, combed her hair, and took out her cosmetics to prepare for a light makeup.

"Yuanyuan, I'll be leaving in a while. If you're hungry, heat the porridge and toast in the microwave."

The person on the bed sat up, "Why did you go so early?"

"Senior sister said that Mr. Wen is going to take us to climb the mountain."

As Xin Ye said, he rummaged through the bean paste-colored lipstick in his makeup bag, took it out and drew it in front of the mirror.

There was a long silence behind him.

After Xin Ye finished putting on her lipstick, she realized that the people behind were quiet, so she turned her head.

A burst of force rushed over, with a few traces of irresistible domineering.Xin Ye lost his center of gravity, leaned his hips on the dressing table, and stared blankly at the person who fell in front of him.

The pleasant smell of sea breeze lemon and wild lily are intertwined.

Cold fingertips slid across Xinye's jelly-like lips, and his chin was lifted, forcing him to look into those amber eyes.

"How...how..."

Before Xin Ye could finish his sentence, his lips were sealed tightly.

Jiang Yuan's soft, broken hair swept across her cheeks, but the kiss between her lips and tongue was slightly violent.

Xin Ye only felt that his mouth had been licked clean by this man, and the lipstick he had just put on was all in vain.

But it doesn't matter, you can paint after kissing.

However, Jiang Yuan seemed to be able to penetrate her thoughts, while pressing her on the dressing table and kissing, while wandering around her waist and arms, he quietly pried the lipstick in her palm.

The lipstick just fell into Jiang Yuan's hands.

Xinye: QAQ

It wasn't until the beauty in his arms blushed so hard that he couldn't breathe, that Jiang Yuan stood up slightly, admiring this charmingly red face with lowered eyes.

"Do you still want to put on lipstick?" She smiled bewitchingly.

Xin Ye shook his head three times: "Don't dare, don't want to, stop painting!"

Jiang Yuan stood up and stroked Xin Ye's lips.

Even if this little white rabbit doesn't wear lipstick, her lips are as red as cherries.Her vitality has always been good, and the original lip color suits her well.

While watching, Jiang Yuan agreed with his thoughts in his heart.

After a slight nod, she let go of her hand and helped Xin Ye get off the dressing table.

"Just kidding." Jiang Yuan patted her head, "You have been busy studying for so many days."

The implication is that I haven't made love for so many days, just now I just wanted to tease you and make out with you.

Xin Ye puffed his face and pouted at Jiang Yuan: "You finished my lipstick, you have to reapply it."

Jiang Yuan stared at her.

Xin Ye urged: "Hurry up and paint, I'm in a hurry."

"Must it be painted?"

Hearing Jiang Yuan's question, Xin Ye thought that she didn't want to put lipstick on herself, so he simply waved his hand.

"I don't want to paint it. It's fine for me to go out like this. It's too late now."

After speaking, she was ready to turn around with her small satchel.

Another burst of force on the wrist pulled her back gently, and stood in front of Jiang Yuan again, facing her face to face.

This time, Jiang Yuan's strength was very light, she quickly picked up the lipstick, and lightly dabbed the color on Xin Ye's lips.

When the tip of the lipstick is drawn across the lips, a soft mark is gently sunken, like fingers pressing on a piece of jelly.

Jiang Yuan's expression was very serious, so serious that Xin Ye felt shy and uneasy for a while.

After all, his mouth is being watched seriously by Jiang Yuan...

Jiang Yuan let go of the hand holding her wrist, and looked at her lips several times with satisfaction, "Okay, very satisfied."

Xin Ye stood up straight, his face flushed.

"Then I'm leaving." After she finished speaking, she waved goodbye to Jiang Yuan without raising her head, turned around and fled the house as if flying.

Standing in the room, Jiang Yuan couldn't help chuckling.

Of course she knew Xin Ye would be shy.

She did it on purpose.

……

Jiang Yuan drove to Jiang Yingzhou's residence.

Since saying goodbye in a hurry because of Mr. Fei last time, Jiang Yuan has been busy with his studies and publicity, so he hasn't been able to see the old man.

When he entered the house, the nanny surnamed Du was still taking care of him.

Seeing Jiang Yuan, Aunt Du didn't stop her any longer, she hurriedly welcomed her into the house, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to prepare refreshments.

Jiang Yuan pulled a chair and sat next to Jiang Yingzhou's reclining chair, watching the new movie playing on the screen with him.

Jiang Yuan let out a "hiss".

"It's really discerning to watch this movie."

Jiang Yingzhou gave her a blank look: "Narcissism."

What is playing on the screen is "Honey Words".

"If you think it looks good, why don't you go to the cinema to see it and contribute to the box office?"

"What are you going to do? Your film is still short of my tens of dollars at the box office?" Jiang Yingzhou said unhappily. He is used to flirting with Jiang Yuan, but he also knows how good this kid is. One month, the box office is close to 10 billion, which is not bad for newcomers. You can't be greedy."

"Where is the greed? The crew of nursery rhymes has already reached 10 billion."

Jiang Yingzhou's eyes rolled to the sky.

"There is only a gap of 5000 million at the box office, and it was pulled back in a few days. What are you afraid of?"

Hearing his seemingly easy words, Jiang Yuan could only smile helplessly, "Okay, you're right."

Jiang Yingzhou snorted, "What should I do next? When will the second film be prepared?"

"It will take some time. Everyone in the crew is retreating."

"Retreat?" Jiang Yingzhou was surprised, "It's strange. The first film did well and won many awards. The standard is already in the middle and upper reaches of the film industry. You should seize this enthusiasm and continue to work on the next film."

"Don't be in a hurry." Jiang Yuan thought of Mu Sanwei and Mu Yao, "The director of the crew has failed many times, so he needs to accumulate strength for the next film."

Jiang Yingzhou snorted, "I also said that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Isn't that a failure? Reckless can always do it."

Jiang Yuan was helpless: "The world is different, old man, it will be better than yours."

Jiang Yingzhou didn't speak any more.

After all, this era is indeed very different from decades ago. The film and television industry has undergone several major changes, and the current trend of the film and television industry has also changed.It's really hard to get ahead if you don't keep a low profile and grind it out.

He had no choice but to change the subject: "Do you have a script for the next movie?"

"There is a prototype."

After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he gave Jiang Yingzhou a brief introduction to Xin Ye's new script, which made the old man stunned.

He asked, "That little girl really wrote it?"

Jiang Yuan nodded.

"This is not ordinary, girl! You said how did such a young girl think of thinking about the lives of poor people in the 80s and [-]s?"

Jiang Yuan was also surprised by this at first.

After all, Xin Ye's creative thinking is so strong that any small point can be extended horizontally and vertically.This is also the reason why Xin Ye was called a "ghost genius" by Mr. Wen.

"You can't be compared to Yuanyuan by that girl," Jiang Yingzhou somehow felt a little bit of comparison mentality, "Well, I will write you a letter in a few days, and you will take it to Donghuaian Hutong for me."

"What are you going to do there?"

"I recommend you to meet an old artist from the 80s and [-]s." He paused, and added, "Her experience is similar to the script you mentioned."

That night, when Jiang Yuan returned home, he began to prepare materials about the lower class.

When Xin Ye came home, she was still sitting in the living room looking for information on the computer screen.

Xin Ye looked at the time on the clock. She was a little surprised at 23 o'clock in the evening: "Yuanyuan? Why are you still busy in the living room?"

Jiang Yuan was silent for a while, without taking his eyes off the screen.

"You never came back."

Xin Ye blinked his eyes, as if he felt apologetic, "I had a lot of conversations with Mr. Wen today, and when it came to my next script, I couldn't restrain myself for a moment... I just kept pestering Mr. Wen to ask questions."

Jiang Yuan already guessed that Xin Ye would ignore time because he was too obsessed with creation, after all, this little rabbit is always like this.

She had no choice but to close the computer, waved to Xin Ye, and signaled her to come over.

Xin Ye also quickly touched her, and got into her arms, trying to act coquettishly so that Jiang Yuan would not be angry with her.

She rubbed Jiang Yuan's chin with her hair, "Is Yuan Yuan still angry?"

Jiang Yuan said: "Get angry."

"Then how can Yuan Yuan not be angry?"

"Come with me to bed."

"Go, go." Xin Ye nodded immediately.

Seeing her decisive expression of "I'm willing to sell my body to make Yuan Yuan happy", Jiang Yuan's mouth twitched.

But she still got up with Xin Ye in her arms, walked back to the room and put her on the bed, tearing off the few clothes she was wearing outside.

Xin Ye asked weakly: "Do you want to take a bath first?"

Jiang Yuan sucked on her neck, looked down at her: "Wash together."

Xin Ye didn't know how she took off her clothes little by little with the person in front of her in a hazy ambiguity, and submerged in the warm bathtub.

All she knew was that Jiang Yuan's skin and fingertips were burning hot, with a trace of brutality that had been restrained for a long time, and a few traces of distress and tenderness, all hidden in the soft kisses that fell one after another.

The hot water in the bathtub overflowed little by little, and the bedding on the bed was also swaying layer by layer like white waves.

Outside the window is the white flying snow in the sky in December, rustling and falling outside the window, stroking gently with the evening wind along with the branches.

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