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"The script." Xi Jun paused, and added, "I wrote it."

When Qi Weiyi heard his words, his eyes flickered for a few seconds, and he looked up at Xi Jun in surprise.

"How do you know?" He was having a headache recently when he was choosing scripts. Congmin had to contact dozens or even dozens of screenwriters every day, and the scripts sent to him were also packed in crates.

However, most of the scripts are too heavy on commercial elements, or they are eager for quick success and ready to shoot popcorn movies, and Qi Weiyi is also assigned a face-saving role like 'President' or 'Star', without any connotation and highlights.

Among them, there are naturally a few sporadic books with good structure and framework, but Qi Weiyi's acting skills can't support it, and he can't create a character that is too different from his own personality.

As a result, after several days, Congmin's hair was about to be bald, and Qi Weiyi's new play was still pending.

"I don't know anything." Xi Jun sat there, and said calmly, "The old man was young and had nothing to do to write scripts. Now that he is old, he thinks it's a pity that this thing will be buried with me, so I will give it to you."

Xi Jun devoted himself to the acting career, not only proficient in acting itself, but also proficient in various behind-the-scenes work, whether it is director, cameraman, or screenwriter.

Xi Jun once wrote three or four scripts, all of which were classics that influenced an era.Later, people looked forward to Xi Jun's new work, but Xi Jun, who had just retired at the time, quietly quit the screenwriting industry, and had no intention of writing any more scripts.

The reporter asked some of his apprentices curiously, and Chu Xian, who was just a fledgling at that time, replied, "Old Xi said that he has to select people for the scripts he writes, and only give them to those who are suitable for his eyes."

At that time, when the entertainment industry was exploding, all kinds of popcorn movies emerged one after another, and the focus of the movies gradually drifted away, and all the behind-the-scenes workers were dazzled by the box office.

From then on, Xi Jun also gradually faded out of everyone's sight, playing chess and drinking tea at home, enjoying the rest of his life.

After Qi Weiyi got to know Xi Jun, he had heard more or less about him.Holding the two thick stacks of paper given by Xi Jun, he was silent for a moment, frowned and thought for a few seconds.

"Don't you want it?" Xi Jun asked.

Qi Weiyi didn't answer whether he wanted to or not, but looked up at him and said, "You may have misunderstood me all the time. I'm an ordinary person. I'm impatient, have a bad temper, and I'm eager for quick success."

Mr. Xi was rubbing the mahjong on the poker table, thinking hard about how the boy did it just now, and listening to him.

"I will not meet your expectations." Qi Weiyi put the script in the middle, and said calmly and indifferently, "You still have a chance to regret it now."

If Congmin, or anyone who understands the weight of the script is present, they will break down and persuade Qi Weiyi to calm down.

He is in desperate need of a good script right now. Looking at the entire entertainment industry, he probably can't find a few scripts that are better than the two scripts in front of him.Although Qi Weiyi didn't open it, he believed that Mr. Xi's script would not disappoint him.

But the old man hid it for more than ten years, and waited for more than ten years, probably not to take it out and let him use it.

"Regret? I'm quite old. I always give something to the younger generation. There's nothing to regret." Xi Lao laughed happily, turned to Qi Yuanan and said, "Lao An, don't you think so!"

Qi Yuan'an has never dealt with the entertainment industry, so he doesn't understand the twists and turns, his eyes wandered between the two of them, and he drifted away knowingly.

"Great-grandson, come quickly." Qi Yuanan's ability to divert attention is quite good, and he quickly passed the little chinchilla to get himself out of the center of the storm.

Anyone who sees it will sincerely praise it, ginger is still old and spicy.

"I don't have much love for movies, at least I won't be a good actor that you are satisfied with now." Qi Weiyi, who has debuted for two years, has not changed his original intention at all, opening his mouth is still a familiar trash declaration.

"I just gave you something, and I didn't intend to ask you to pay anything for it. Since it is delivered to you, it is yours." Xi Jun did not regret it, and still said cheerfully, "What do you want? It’s up to you to modify or spoil it however you like. The old man only wants to see these two plays while I’m alive and be filmed by you.”

"Why me?" Qi Weiyi felt very baffled, "You have so many apprentices, all of them are excellent."

"Yes, all of them are excellent. Sometimes I also think that when people get older, their mood will change more or less." Xi Jun rubbed his pants, wiped his hands clean, and then stretched out to touch them gently. Lower Qi Weiyi's face.

Qi Weiyi forgot to dodge for a while, and felt that his stroking was very light, like an ordinary neighbor's elders loving a young child.

"When I was young, I had very strict requirements on my apprentices. Young people have a bit of a temper. If you met me 20 years earlier, you would definitely be scolded by me." Xi Jun looked at Qi Weiyi kindly, and sucked for two He continued slowly, "When I was six or seventy years old, the previous violent temper gradually subsided. I liked you very much when I met you. I haven't met such a young man who is so eye-catching for a long time. It's a pity that I don't have the energy to teach you. I just I can think of a way to let you go smoothly."

"You are doting." Qi Weiyi pointedly pierced the essence.

"Hahaha! Doting, not bad!" Xi Jun finally discovered the nature of his transformation.

Just like raising children, most of the old people are strict with their children, and when they are in front of their grandchildren, they can't kiss well.

Counting his age, Qi Weiyi is indeed enough to be his grandson.

"Be fond of spoiling. I don't have any worries now. I just want to live a more relaxed life and watch something that makes me happy." Xi Jun stood up with his hands behind his back, looked at the script on the table, and looked at Qi Weiyi in front of him, satisfied Said, "As long as you shoot it, I will be happy."

"It's so early for you to be happy." Qi Weiyi lowered his eyelashes and stated calmly.

Xi Jun was a little dazed when he heard it, thinking that the younger generation was still unwilling to accept it.

As a result, in the next second, Qi Weiyi picked up the script and slowly got up, glanced at him casually, without any emotion.

"I'll make you happier." He said in a calm tone, which sounded like it had no weight.

Xi Jun felt that his words carried a lot of weight.

Qi Weiyi is a person who does not make promises easily, but as long as he speaks out, he will definitely be able to do it.

The kindness in Xi Jun's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he said appreciatively, "Then hurry up, I can go to the big theater while the old man is still strong these two years."

"A good movie needs to be made for more than ten years." Qi Weiyi weighed the weight of the script, feeling that it must be unpleasant to write such a thing.

"I can't wait that long, one movie a year, exactly two years." Xi Jun felt that two years is still too late, and continued, "Two movies a year, I can see it when I celebrate the New Year!"

"You are really old." They all learned to be whimsical.Two movies a year, are you afraid that you want to exhaust me to death?

Congmin is not so excessive!

After Qi Weiyi finished talking with Xi Jun, Qi Yuanan, who escaped from the storm, finally came back with his little great-grandson, and made an appointment with Xi Jun to play chess tomorrow.

"I will definitely win against you tomorrow!" Xi Jun said boldly.

"I am the winner. Although you are old, you are no match for me in chess." Qi Yuanan said leisurely.

"Let's decide the winner in the chess game tomorrow, I still don't believe it." Xi Jun lost today, and he was not convinced at all.

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, Qi Weiyi squatted next to him and watched the scene with his son in his arms.As a result, the two old men only had thunder but not rain, they just bickered, and after the quarrel, they had to go home separately.

Qi Yuan'an greeted the dog who was running wild in the field, and followed Qi Weiyi on the quiet path back.

"Did you bring me here because of Mr. Xi?" Qi Weiyi thought about it carefully, and felt that there were too many coincidences in the series of events.

Qi Yuan'an has nothing he can't admit, "Yes, I told him yesterday that you're back, and the old man clamored for me to take you there!"

"Oh." Then he must have thought it over, and planned to give the script to himself from the beginning.

"Ayi, you..." Qi Yuanan glanced at him, "Don't feel any pressure."

"Why am I under pressure?" Qi Weiyi glanced at him inexplicably.

"I feel like you don't know how to make movies either. You were so loud just now." Qi Yuanan shook his head and said disapprovingly, "You will definitely blow up the script written by Old Man Xi."

"Are you looking down on me?" Qi Weiyi understood what he meant, squinted his eyes, and the rebellion in his bones was stimulated, "You wait for me!"

Isn't it just a play?

He put in a little bit of effort, and casually picked up two film kings, isn't it easy to catch?

Qi Weiyi returned to the room, went to the small black room for half an hour after eating, and returned to the room to open the script after he calmed down.

Xi Jun's script was simply wrapped in white paper, without any words on the cover, and it was not like other scripts when it was opened. The characters, plot and production information were written at the very beginning.

Xi Jun's first script was a story at the very beginning, so real that it is obviously a story that the author has personally experienced

The background of the story is in the 80s, when the film and television industry was just emerging.Since the Internet had not yet been popularized, only actors were filming at that time, there was no such thing as 'traffic' or 'idol', and even the term 'star' did not exist.

The protagonist is an actor who regards movies as his life. He gives everything he can, puts his youth and even his whole life in the play, and finally makes himself a play.

He has played a hero who walks the world with his sword, an undercover agent who lives in the cracks, and an all-powerful killer, each of which is a classic on the screen.

Finally, when the warm spring of the film and television industry came, young actors became the founders of the film industry. They no longer needed to be humble and humble to ask for sponsorship, nor would they hurt themselves all over because of poor props.

Everyone is looking forward to this legendary actor, hoping that he will refresh the box office, drive the trend, and become a superstar in the new century.

But on the last day of 99, he lay down with all the films he had shot, and bid farewell to the world quietly.

My movie is over.

The story closely integrates the film shooting industry with the general environment at that time, reflecting the turmoil and rise of the times.By describing the protagonist's dream, it tells the life scene of a generation.

Four hours had passed by the time Qi Weiyi finished reading the script.He closed the last page, but his mood was still depressed because of the final ending.

A good script can really affect people's mood.

When he watched scripts and film and television dramas in the past, he rarely had such a strong empathy, and a sense of déjà vu——

"The prototype of the protagonist is actually Xi Jun!" Qi Weiyi fell on the bed, gritted his teeth and complained, "No wonder he wants me to act, it's a big loss!"

When the old man was young, how could he be as handsome as me!