I heard that the actor has tracheitis

Finally, a film ended, and An Jing was finally able to return to China to rest for a while, but those people did not know where they got the news, saying that An Jing had returned to China, and after calculating the time, they estimated that it should be filming It's over, all the invitations are thrown at Yingfeng.

Although Yingfeng had already taken precautions, he was still taken aback by the situation. Even if the phone, email, and text message kept ringing, he was almost stopped by someone who said he wanted to have a meal together while walking on the street. Did not buy a wolf stick.

Not to mention how warmly they invite, he himself is persuading his artists every day.

"An Jing, you are really a first-line artist now, look at how much these TV movies pay you, and these few are really good, you say you don't make TV dramas, okay, but you Can't you not even take the movies?" Yingfeng, who had walked back and forth dozens of times in Anjing's apartment, wished he could have one more mouth, so that this ancestor would be a little softer and stop being so persistent.

This rest has also been rested for half a month, and now is the time when he is gaining momentum, so he knows that this ancestor does not leave the gate every day and does not take any notices.

Including him, they were all put into the two after playing countless life-threatening chain buttons.

An Jing lay on her side on the sofa, her eyes were tightly closed, upon hearing his words, she slightly opened one eye and looked at him, then closed it again.

There is a stark contrast between the understated voice and the anxious Winning Wind.

"I know you're anxious, but I already have a subject that I want to shoot, and the ones you brought are similar to those I used to. What do you think I did for this kind of stuff?"

Yingfeng's footsteps stopped abruptly, he turned his head abruptly, and looked at An Jing who finally spoke, "Do you have a subject that you want to shoot? What is it?"

After mentioning the inscription she wanted to shoot, An Jing immediately regained her spirits, stood up and looked at him excitedly, "Do you know it's wonton?"

Yingfeng was stunned for a moment, then reacted, his eyes widened in surprise, "No way!?"

An Jing nodded firmly, "Hmm."

He's all like this, as if... it's real.

After realizing this, Yingfeng couldn't sit still anymore, he paced back and forth again, a little anxious, "Wuntun, that's Mr. Cai's masterpiece, let's not talk about how many awards he won for his previous shots , the status is too high, so let’s look at others, An Jing, I know you have always been confident, and I know that your acting skills are really good, but Mr. Cai is not something we can see whenever we want, even if it is Pei Dashen, I haven't filmed any of his scenes either."

An Jing pursed her lips, "So what, Pei Shaoling is not everything. If he can't take pictures, it doesn't mean I can't take pictures, and as long as he is a human being, as long as he is alive in this world, how can he not be seen, let alone such a famous man?" Man, my plan for this year has already been set anyway, one wonton, one written by myself, and one Mitchell prepared for the next season of heroes, just these three, will not be changed!"

"Although the three parts are very difficult, but..." Halfway through speaking, Yingfeng suddenly stopped, as if he was stuck, and turned around to look at An Jing, "What are you talking about? The other part is yourself Written? You wrote it? I heard it right!"

"That's right."

Seeing his meaningless expression, Yingfeng couldn't help hugging his head, and shouted to the sky, "My God," my little ancestor, let's not talk about your writing skills, just say that you write and act by yourself, you Are you ready to guide yourself?You simply take care of it all.

Anjing blinked her big eyes and looked very innocent, "Why not? I really plan to direct myself. Although I don't know much about those skills, I can find a capable assistant director. I don't care about anything else. , but I will not hand over this one to others."

Winning: "..."

He really has nothing to say, Ganqing is really ready to take care of it all.

"You should go thousands of miles with me to find Mr. Cai, this is more reliable than you." After holding back for a long time, Yingfeng choked out these words.

An Jing gave him a blank look, but said nothing.

In fact, he has thought about it himself, but this is already equivalent to his autobiography. It is all about the things and moods he has experienced in the past two lives. He can't think of anyone who understands better than him, what kind of feeling he wants And the effect, and even if the final effect is not good, he still hopes that the name on it is himself.

It's a meaningful movie after all.

Just when the two of them finished this topic, Pei Shaoling also just got off work, and when he got home, he was shocked to see Yingfeng with a resentful face. Although he was asking him, he seemed to be walking towards Anjing.

"what happened?"

Yingfeng held on to the last hope, "Hurry up and persuade him, he not only wants to make wontons, but also writes a movie by himself, not only acts but also directs himself, do you think he is daydreaming?"

Hearing this, Pei Shaoling slightly raised his eyebrows, looked at An Jing, "Really?"

Anjing nodded firmly, "Of course it's true."

"You..." Yingfeng stared at Pei Shaoling closely, hoping that he could persuade him, but... After a short pause, Pei Shaoling said: "It's good that An An likes it. If there is no money, I will invest in it for you." .”

An Jing burst into laughter instantly, "My Shaoling is the best."

win the wind... pawn...

An Jing has always been an activist, no, when the idea came out, he also started to write the script by hand, and sometimes Pei Shaoling would come to lure him to sleep at night, so he reluctantly went to bed.

As for Pei Shaoling and the others, they were looking for someone to inquire about Mr. Cai's whereabouts. Although it was just a gossip, it was still worthy of those who cared. Some people said that they saw Mr. Cai sketching with a drawing board in Yunnan.

Upon hearing the news, An Jing followed Yingfeng to Yunnan immediately. Because Pei Shaoling had been filming before, it was too wasteful to work, so even though he wanted to go, he was still tied to the company.

And here, as soon as Anjing and Yingfeng arrived in Yunnan, they immediately went to the place where someone saw Mr. Cai, but they didn't see anyone after a round of driving. On the second round, Anjing stopped suddenly, and Win Feng turned his head to look at him, "What's wrong?"

An Jing looked at it for a while, then pointed at a figure at the end of an alley, "Do you think that person looks like it?"

Yingfen followed his gaze and frowned slightly, "Isn't that a back view? What does a back look like?"

"Let's go and have a look." After saying that, An Jing walked over there quickly.

Yingfeng looked at his back and sighed, "I think he is the only star who has traveled all the way to find an author to make a movie."