wild 1995

Chapter 124 Leisure
When Di Ye returned to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, the sun had already set in the west, and the afterglow cast a magnificent sunset glow on the horizon. He stood in front of the French window and admired it for a while, then called Xia Fangfei and asked, "How is it going? Is it going well?"

Xia Fangfei's side was a bit noisy, and it seemed that it was not suitable to talk about private topics. She said in a vague tone: "It went well. The princess is very interested. I will ask you to find a time to discuss it in detail."

"What time?"

"We have a charity dinner to attend, so we won't be back until about 9 o'clock. You can have dinner by yourself."

"understood."

Di Ye has been running around these days, either scheming with strangers or flying around with Xia Fangfei. He rarely has any free time alone. He originally planned to look for Tang Renrong, but soon changed his mind and decided to relax, go out for a walk, and experience the Hong Kong city life in the 90s.

The urban construction in the Central area of ​​Hong Kong has long been finalized. Except for a few buildings, the overall appearance is not much different from before Di Ye traveled through time. However, the social atmosphere is completely different. When eating in a street tea restaurant, the waiter was enthusiastic and did not look down on him for speaking Mandarin. Several middle school students at the next table also chatted with him with curiosity.

"I guess 20% is because of my upcoming comeback, and the remaining 80% is because I'm so handsome."

Di Ye finished his dinner with a narcissistic mentality, and then continued to wander the streets. When he passed by a cinema, he found that "Peace Hotel" was showing inside. This was the last movie shot by Chow Yun-fat in Hong Kong before he went to Hollywood to develop his career. The style was quite unique and he was deeply impressed. On a whim, he went to the ticket office to buy a ticket.

"This match has already started for more than 10 minutes."

"It's okay, I'll just take a look."

The Hong Kong film industry collapsed as early as 1993, and was already on its last legs by 1995. Production and quality had fallen sharply, and box office revenue had shrunk significantly. When Di Ye went in, he found only a dozen or so sparsely populated audiences. Two gangsters were sitting in the prime position in the middle, filming with handheld cameras, apparently in order to make pirated VCDs.

Di Ye didn't want to be involved in unnecessary misfortune, so he found a corner to sit down far away, turned his phone to silent mode, and then started watching the movie. However, after only a few minutes, he began to lose his concentration and started to have random thoughts.

After traveling through time, he tossed around everywhere, seemingly aimlessly, but in fact the logic of his behavior was very clear, which was to tinker with the career that he could not achieve before traveling through time, and to experience the life that he had no chance to enjoy before traveling through time, and the movie happens to be in this category.

At the beginning, Bi Wanxi bought a bunch of pirated VCD discs from Guangdong Province without even covers. When Di Ye was sorting them out, he could accurately tell the leading actors and general plot of each movie just by hearing the name, which was enough to prove that he was a real movie fan, but he had no interest in acting in movies, but was very interested in making movies.

So while watching the movie, Di Ye felt that he could be a director or producer, and work with people like Chow Yun-fat and Jackie Chan who are still in the golden period of their careers to make some good movies. Then he felt that he should set up a special effects production company to make Chinese films catch up with Hollywood in shooting technology as soon as possible.

"It's easy to find actors, but what about the script? Are they going to plagiarize Let the Bullets Fly?"

"Titanic is about to be filmed, maybe we can use it as a training ground to cultivate some talents in special effects production."

“We need to move IMDB’s server from Cardiff University to Hong Kong as soon as possible, and then organize an Internet Film Festival…”

Just when Di Ye was daydreaming, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He saw that it was Xia Fangfei calling, so he stood up from his seat and walked outside to answer the call. Coincidentally, she asked a question also related to the movie: "Have you seen "Pretty Woman"? "

"I've seen it. Julia Roberts played the role. What's wrong?"

"It will be easy once you have seen it."

Xia Fangfei was vague and didn't explain, but said, "I've almost hooked her up, but I feel like I'm still a little short of the finishing touch. To be on the safe side, go prepare a romantic gift. The more romantic the better."

"There are many types of romance, which one do you want?"

"I can't really explain it, but it's best to be able to show off to others and satisfy your vanity."

Di Ye had a tacit understanding and vaguely understood Xia Fangfei's hooking strategy. He immediately thought of several ideas and said, "It's not difficult to prepare gifts, but you have to make sure you don't get jealous."

"I promise I'll be jealous! So you have to prepare a more romantic gift for me as compensation."

"Row."

"It's already 6:45, and we have to be back at the hotel by 9: at the latest. You have to get ready quickly, or you'll be too late."

"Don't worry, money makes the world go round, nothing will get in the way."

Di Ye was so confident because HSBC had set up a service team for him to provide 24-hour VIP service. After he finished talking to Xia Fangfei, he called the team manager Shu Baitao and made a direct request: "I need you to find a few painters to draw some illustrations or comics about Princess Diana and send them to the hotel where I am staying before 9 o'clock."

“Any specific requests?”

"A4 size is fine, the quality doesn't have to be too good, black and white or color is fine, the content should be mainly portraits, the style should be fresh and beautiful, and it should show the different characteristics of the princess, such as dignity, shyness, elegance, timidity, etc..."

Shu Baitao, a 40-year-old English-German hybrid whose Chinese name is a play on his surname Schubert, studied at Beijing University of Foreign Studies, quickly repeated his request in Mandarin and assured him that it was no problem.

"I have to record another song, a lyrical rock song, and it must be finished before 9 o'clock."

"I'll contact the record company right away."

Shu Baitao was very efficient. He called a few minutes later to report, "Mr. Di, Warner Records will prepare a recording studio and an accompanying band for you within half an hour."

"I also need a music producer to provide professional guidance."

"Warner Records has assigned a music producer named Raymond Lam to serve you."

Alex Man?
This is a big-name music producer, I'm afraid it's difficult to order him around...

Di Ye summoned Little Red Flower and searched for it. He found that Raymond Lam was still a small shrimp in 1995. He had only composed soundtracks for the movies "Green Snake" and "Liang Zhu" and had not yet produced an independent music album. He was relieved and ordered: "Send a car to the hotel to pick me up and take me to the recording studio."

"Okay, I'll be there in about 10 minutes."

In the 21st century, there is a famous gif emoticon package on the Internet, called "Sorry, money really can do whatever you want." Now Di Ye has personally experienced the pleasure of doing whatever he wants. Even a genius like Lei Songde can't save his terrible singing skills, but he has to cooperate with him with all his strength. It took more than 80 minutes to help him barely record a demo song of less than 4 minutes.

"Mr. Di, you are more suitable for some behind-the-scenes work, such as writing lyrics and composing music." "I was forced to sing for fun."

"Actually, the lyrics and music of this song are very well written. I wonder if we can authorize the singers under our company to sing it?"

"Not now, maybe later."

It was already 8:50 when Di Ye returned to the hotel with the transcribed tapes. Shu Baitao, who was waiting in the lobby, handed him a beautiful paper box containing the drawings and reminded him, "Mr. Di, time is urgent. These drawings were rushed out, so the quality is not high and there are more or less some flaws."

"It's okay. These paintings are consumables. I don't plan to collect them."

Shu Baitao was very professional. He stopped talking and sent Di Ye to the elevator. He asked, "Does Mr. Di have any other instructions?"

"Nothing."

"Okay, have a nice evening."

Shu Baitao was very careful in his work. In addition to more than 20 drawings in the paper box, there was also a list of authors. Di Ye took a quick look and found a person named Chen Haifeng on the list. He seemed to have seen him somewhere, so he summoned the little red flower and searched for it. He found that it was Chen, the author of the comic "Fire Phoenix Liaoyuan".

"Chen only debuted in 1996. He should be working as an art designer in an advertising company now. How come he got this order from me?"

Di Ye muttered to himself as he selected, and finally chose 8 drawings that met his requirements. He put them back into the box, and put the rest away for later use.

About seven or eight minutes later, Xia Fangfei came back exhausted. She kicked off her high heels, lay down on the sofa, and asked weakly, "Have you prepared the gift?"

"Ready."

"What is it?"

Di Ye took out the eight drawings and showed them to Xia Fangfei. The ones he selected were all portraits of Diana. Each had a different expression. Some were smiling, some were expressive, some were dignified and reserved, some were shy, and some were self-pitying. All of them had been beautified by the painter, giving people the illusion of a stunning beauty who could captivate everyone.

"Where did you get these paintings?"

"I hired someone to draw this temporarily."

“It looks good, but it feels a bit monotonous, not up to par, and lacks any sense of surprise.”

Di Ye took out a Walkman with an external speaker function from the drawer of his desk and said, "I also wrote a song to go with these drawings. It's guaranteed to be a surprise."

Xia Fangfei was indeed surprised. She sat up from the sofa and questioned, "You can also write songs?"

"I can do anything."

"Tsk! Play it for me."

Di Ye inserted the tape into the Walkman and pressed the play button, and then beautiful and soothing guitar sounds rang out in the room - in order to save time and take care of Di Ye's singing skills, Raymond Lam changed the original lyrical rock into a folk-style guitar accompaniment, making it sound more literary.

"Look at the stars, Look how they shine for you, And everything you do, Yeah, they were all Yellow..."

Xia Fangfei had learned piano and often danced, so her musical literacy was better than that of ordinary people. At first, she didn't take it seriously and sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking down on Di Ye's singing skills with a half-smile on her face. But soon she couldn't sit still anymore, and rushed over to hug Di Ye's neck, yelling jealously: "This song belongs to me, you can't let her listen to it, you can't let her listen to it..."

"Don't make trouble. I'll write you a better one later."

"One song is not enough, we need at least 10."

"Okay, okay. Let go of me now. You're shaking me to death."

The song that Di Ye plagiarized was "Yellow" released by Coldplay in 2000. As a classic song that has been sung for many years and is very infectious, Xia Fangfei liked it very much. She was not satisfied after listening to it once, so she simply took the Walkman into the bathroom and listened to it while taking a shower, while not forgetting to ask questions.

"Di Ye, you didn't buy this song too, did you?"

"Who would sell me such a good song? And who would write a song title like Yellow that has a double meaning?"

"Yes, yellow not only represents our skin color, but also implies your dirty thoughts... How did you come up with this?"

"Articles are made by nature, but come by chance."

"When did you learn to compose music? I've never seen you play an instrument before."

"I learned to play the harmonica from my brother-in-law. He can play several instruments."

This is the truth. Di Ye's brother-in-law Lu Hanming is a very playful and artistic young man. He is proficient in playing all kinds of musical instruments and singing. He once taught him to play the harmonica a few years ago. Although he only taught him intermittently for one summer, it was enough to fool people.

When Xia Fangfei came out of the shower, Di Ye helped her blow dry her hair while asking, "How was the business plan negotiation going?"

"Diana is very interested and wants you to demonstrate it to her in person."

"To her suite for a demo?"

Xia Fangfei hummed softly, grabbed Di Ye's left hand, looked at the electronic watch, and said, "Wait another 10 minutes, we'll go there at 9:."

(End of this chapter)