Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 159: Jiecheng, call me mom!

The lighting team acted quickly and made arrangements according to Jiang, no, Zhen Jiecheng's command.

“Candlesticks arranged around.”

"Ge You, Jiang Wen, you two will sit in these two seats later, and let the candlelight be the background of you two."

When Jiang Wen heard Zhen Jiecheng start calling him by his name, the corner of his mouth twitched.

But faced with Zhen Jiecheng's serious dedication and equal attitude, Jiang Wen couldn't find any reason to speak.

"Jiahui, sit here with your back to the exit where Jiang Wu, Cheng Kun and the other two are kneeling."

"Also, there are three red lanterns hanging in the living room behind the passage."

As he spoke, he waved to Zhao Fei and Li Pingbin.
"As planned, we will use three cameras to shoot three times in a row, 360° around, focusing on and capturing their subtle movements and expressions. In the early stages, we will use close-up shots from left to right! This will allow for better movement transitions in future post-production editing."

"Please note that any scene involving Huang Silang must have red elements in the background."

“The speed of the camera movement corresponds to the rhythm of the lines. If the atmosphere is relaxed, it will be slow. If the atmosphere is tense, it will be fast!”

As they were talking, the props and lighting teams had finished rearranging the scenes.

After Zhen Jiecheng finished the inspection, he nodded to Jiang Wen.

"It should be fine now!"

"How about you take another look?"

"Look! Of course I have to watch!" Jiang Wen looked around and demonstrated his "power" as a director before speaking again, "No problem, get ready to shoot!"

Zhen Jiecheng, Li Pingbin and Zhao Fei work together very well.

There is no need to say much about the acting skills of Liang Jiahui, Ge You, and Jiang Wen.

But no matter how well prepared you are in advance, there will still be a lot of problems when the shooting officially starts!

Either there is something wrong with the language of the camera, or the arrangement of lighting and props needs slight adjustments, or the actors' emotional interpretation is not in place.

There were "click" sounds one after another on the set!
Was it just a click?

No! That's all pure silver!
Everyone thought that Jiang Wen, as a director, was spending the investors' money, so he could do whatever he wanted without feeling bad.

But no one expected that Zhen Jiecheng, as the one who paid the money, was even more ruthless than Jiang Wen!
Each machine is loaded with a thousand feet of film.

The investment is based on a thousand feet as the basic unit. After the "click" is completed, it is scrapped, and then filled up again, and then "clicked" again after filling up, from beginning to end, without blinking an eye.

Reality reflects the line "a hair from the body of a cow", as if a thousand feet of film is really only worth a hair!

"Crack!"

The familiar voice sounded again.

But everyone was not moved at all, they had already become numb and wooden!

Zhen Jiecheng waved to Jiang Wen and the other two, and after they were in place, he began to replay the surveillance footage:
"If the county magistrate is really anxious to make money, I have a good place to go."

"Oh?" The county magistrate raised his hand and said, "Please go ahead!"

On the screen, Huang Silang's eyes swept across the faces of the county magistrate and the legal advisor.
Word by word, he said:
"Zhang, Ma, Zi!"

"Pay attention, it starts from here!" Zhen Jiecheng pointed at the monitor, "Once the three words 'Zhang Mazi' come out, we will enter a long period of no-lines state. It will all be up to the three of you to perform with your micro-expressions!"

"But the performance tension you three conveyed to the camera was not enough!"

"Huang Silang is testing, just like an eagle looking for prey. He is sinister and full of murderous intent!"

"Where's the master? He feels guilty! Teacher Ge You, you can try to use some small movements with your eyes, such as slightly raising your eyelids and carefully glancing at Jiang Wen."

"As for you, Jiang Wen, it's even more complicated. On the surface, you are genuinely confused and suspicious, but on the inside you are pretending to be confused and smart. In between, you are testing, thinking, being on guard all the time, and being prepared to respond to emergencies."

"I can't act it out for you, so."

Glancing at Liang Jiahui,

"We can only imitate Wang Jiawei once, and polish it over and over again! Adjust it over and over again! Until you each find your own feeling, cooperate tacitly, and complete the perfect interpretation of the script content!"

"No problem!" Liang Jiahui nodded. "Besides, this has nothing to do with imitating him! At least we have a clear direction, instead of just guessing and meditating with empty heads!"

Liang Jiahui's pronunciation of "ta ma de" has become more and more proficient, not only with clear pronunciation but also with full emotions.

"That's fine with me too!" Ge You said happily, glancing at Jiang Wen.

"Why are you looking at me? I'm the director of this movie, and no one wants it to be of higher quality than me!" Jiang Wen pouted, "Just polish it! The more you polish it, the better. It's not my money anyway."

While mumbling, the filming continued.

In the living room, the three of them were exchanging glances.

Outside the living room, other actors and staff members rushed to occupy the few available spaces and positions to watch the performance.

Those who couldn’t see it went behind the monitor and marveled.

"Hiss! Teacher Ge Yu's eyes are amazing!"

"The Thousand-Faced Movie King lives up to his reputation. With his micro-expressions and body language, wherever his eyes go, there's a sense of oppression!"

"Is this also cracked? Does this have shortcomings? Is there still room for improvement?"

"Didn't you see Jiang Wen nodded? Look, Brother Jiahui and Teacher Ge You also agreed. Could it be that you know more about movies than Director Zhen and Jiang Wen? Do you know more about acting than Brother Jiahui and Teacher Ge You?"

Unlike the previous "jelly" drama that was "clicked" more than thirty times, the "level" of this Hongmen Banquet was obviously raised in multiple dimensions.

If the former is to correct mistakes, then the latter is to strive for excellence!
Do not!
In the eyes of many people, perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as "finding bones in eggs".

But looking at Liang Jiahui, Ge You became more and more excited. Not only did he not complain, but he cooperated, discussed, and adjusted enthusiastically.

Let’s not talk about the resentful look that Jiang Wen occasionally cast towards the loudspeaker hanging around Zhen Jiecheng’s neck.

If one is willing to fight, three are willing to be beaten.

The so-called "picking bones in eggs" has become nonsense.

"Watch it carefully, learn it well, and think about it carefully when you go back." Cheng Kun, who was wearing a costume, patted Yang Mi on the shoulder and reminded her junior from Beijing Film Academy, "The level of this play is absolutely the ceiling level in the Chinese film and television industry!"

"You can only see other ceiling levels in textbooks and on classroom projectors, which is definitely not the same as seeing them in person."

"What's more, what you are seeing now is its birth process! The process of subtle adjustments bit by bit!"

"Yes! Senior, I understand!" Yang Mi nodded vigorously.

"By the way, Yang Mi, let me ask you something."

"Senior, ask."

"Um. You have a good relationship with Liu Yifei, right?"

"Yes, senior. Xixi and I met on the set of The Condor Heroes and we have always had a good relationship."

"Um. I heard that Liu Yifei has been studying very hard recently? She is often praised by the teacher?"

Hardworking? It seems that he is indeed hardworking.

No, I have always worked very hard.

Name and praise?

Although the praise was not for the performance, it was indeed praised.

Although Yang Mi was a little unconvinced, she had to admit the fact.

So he nodded,
"Yes, Senior! Senior, why are you asking this suddenly?"

"It's okay, it's okay! I just feel that time flies by so fast. The new actors in our Beijing Film Academy are growing and becoming better and better!" Cheng Kun smiled awkwardly.

He reached his left hand into his trouser pocket and gripped the MP3 player more tightly.

"Pass!"

Finally passed!

After Zhen Jiecheng finished his "recital", everyone quickly started preparing for the next scene without waiting for Jiang Wen to pick up the loudspeaker to "recital" it again.

So, Jiang Wen ran back to the monitor, checked the footage, and was about to use the loud speaker to exercise his authority as a director. But when he looked up, he saw everyone busy at work, and was stunned.

Damn it! Is there still law? Is there still law?
"It's all your fault!" Jiang Wen glared at Zhen Jiecheng, "Look! Look! As the director, I haven't even said anything yet, and they've already started working. What kind of director am I? Where's my authority?"

"Oh, doesn't that just show how authoritative you are? Look, look! You don't even have to give any orders, they just do their work on their own!"

"You" Jiang Wen pointed at the hideous man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had never thought that a person could live so disgustingly.

Damn drama tyrant! Hooligan! Occupy the magpie's nest! Reverse the Tiangang!

No shame!
he~tui, disgusting!
"Okay, stop pointing! Get to work!" Zhen Jiecheng flipped open the script, "Let's discuss the next plot."

"I thought so!"

"Based on your design, after the three of you had a dialogueless confrontation, Cheng Kun blew a signal, and then Jiang Wu killed Sun Shouyi. This not only advanced the plot, but also broke the silence by making a noise."

“Regarding this point, I want to add a little more content to make this transition fuller and smoother.”

As he spoke, he looked towards Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen seemed to be inspired by Zhen Jiecheng's words. He stopped complaining and held his chin with his brows slightly furrowed, lost in thought.

The next second, the wrinkles were instantly smoothed out and the eyes lit up.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhen Jiecheng retract his gaze and spoke in advance.
"From moving, continue to be still!"

“From moving shots to fixed shots.”

"The master shouted in panic: Is he really dead?"

"After the shouting, the scene was completely silent!"

"Jiang Wen, continue to look at Huang Silang deeply."

"Jiahui, you calmly used your fingers to wipe away the blood stains that splashed on your body."

"There are five people left. Each of you will go through it once with a single shot! Then two, two, three, four, do it again, and break the silence with your voice once again!"

Pointing to the bottle,
"Jiahui, knock a few times with the chopsticks."

"When the bottle is knocked, ding ding!"

"The curtains in front of Cheng Kun and Jiang Wu fell down immediately, swish!"

"Then, the lines begin! Continuing with Huang Silang's earlier attempt at 'Zhang Mazi', Jiang Wen, repeat 'Zhang Mazi' again!"

"The connection must be fast and rhythmic!"

"This means that the Hongmen Banquet has officially entered the second round!"

Zhen Jiecheng became more and more excited as he spoke, pointing at the script.

"Next, continue shooting from a fixed position!"

"Until the county magistrate asked Huang Silang whether Zhang Mazi was in Echeng, Huang Silang replied: 'Yes and no'! The county magistrate knew that Huang Silang was just suspicious and testing, and he felt relieved. He looked at the master and laughed."

“Laughter broke out! It meant the tense atmosphere was relieved again, and the fixed camera position was immediately changed back to a moving shot!”

"Through all of the above, including the language of the camera, we can smooth the transitions and twists of the plot."

After saying this, his eyes fell on Jiang Wen's face.

"Do you think this supplement is appropriate?"

"You're the director, you make the decision!"

Jiang Wen:.
Quiet!

It was even quieter than the dialogueless confrontation just now!

With the help of the lighting on the set, everyone could clearly see that Jiang Wen's eyelids were trembling from time to time, and his lips trembled several times but he couldn't utter a single word.

at last,

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"what time is it now?"

"It's almost half past eight," the assistant whispered back.

"Eight thirty? It's so late?" Jiang Wen realized it later. "Then let's call it a day and shoot again tomorrow."

"Movies are creations for me, and work for you. How can I exploit your rest time just because of my selfishness as a director?"

“Although the salary is quite generous, but…”

But I won't go down.
Because everyone turned to look at Cheng Kun in unison.

Jiang Wen: ｀D
"Cheng Kun, you too!"

"Look at you, you came up with a zero-pay film. Isn't this disrupting the market?"

"That's fine for this time, but remember, this won't happen again!"

Wave your hands,
"Okay, pack up and go back to the hotel."

"Wait, don't take the wine and food off the table. I'm staying here to think about something, so it's a good time to have a bite to eat and drink."

"What's wrong? Why are you staying here alone at night instead of going back to the hotel?"

Zhou Yun hurried over and saw her husband's sad face.

"Oh!" Jiang Wen sighed.

"What are you talking about? If you have something to say, just say it!"

"It's nothing, actually."

"Hurry up, stop dawdling! You won't be satisfied until I get anxious and angry, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Wen raised his head and saw his wife's concerned eyes, then he spoke.

"Ah, wife, you don't know!"

"My job as a director is so hard!"

Concerns and bottom lines have the same nature. Once broken, they cannot be stopped.

Jiang Wen at this moment just proved this point perfectly. He went from being hesitant to talking fluently, and was just short of crying.

"Damn Zhen Jiecheng, his rhetoric is like that of an old sow wearing a naphthalene mask, one thing after another. He managed to fool my loud speaker away."

"That's fine. After all, I'm broad-minded and won't argue with him. But what? He's even worse, stealing my words all the time!"

"The idea I just thought of was finished by him the moment he spoke, without even leaving me a sip of soup."

"It's okay once, but it's always like this!"

"Wait! You spoke too fast, I was a little confused!" Zhou Yun interrupted Jiang Wen, "Jiecheng, is he trying to steal your words?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Wen nodded.

"What's your idea?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Wen nodded again. "That's not right! Haven't you said your thoughts yet? Jiecheng doesn't have the ability to read minds, he just has a telepathic connection with you, how can he steal your words?"

"Yes! That's the problem!" Jiang Wen's brain was almost like an automatic cannon machine. "That's why I feel so aggrieved. I have no place to talk and I can't open my mouth at all."

"Apart from acting, I now just say: Yeah, yes, OK, no problem, pass!"

"As I was directing, I became Xu Jinglei! I became Lu Chuan!"

gnashing teeth,

"Damn Lu Chuan, she can still resist and cry to her parents."

"What about me? That damn Zhen Jiecheng didn't even give me a chance."

"Today I just started calling him by his first name. He doesn't even want to call me 'Director Jiang'!"

"This is too bullying!"

Looking at her husband's blushing and angry face, Zhou Yun really couldn't empathize with him. Instead, she found it hilarious.

Fortunately, as a professional actor, Zhou Yun was able to control his emotions and hold back his laughter.

Whispering softly and comfortingly:
"Okay, I know you're feeling uncomfortable, aggrieved, and angry."

"But how old are you? Do you really need to bother with Jie Cheng?"

"Next time, let's prepare our ideas in advance and say them out before Jie Cheng speaks, right?"

"Ideas and inspiration may pop up at any time, so how can we prepare them immediately?" Jiang Wen retorted.

"Then I can't do anything!" Zhou Yun spread his hands. "You are the one who pulled this person. You were the one who patted your chest and was so confident at the beginning: not only did you make Jiecheng contribute money and effort, but you also made him so angry that he had no place to vent and submitted to your tyranny."

"you"

"What do you mean by 'you'? Is there anything wrong with what I said? After someone was unblocked, he was so proud and clamored to return the grievances he suffered during the ban with interest!"

"I"

"What do you mean 'me'? Hurry up and follow me back to the hotel." Zhou Yun said as he pulled Jiang Wen up.

The next second, his face changed drastically.

Shy, charming,

"Uncle, I bought a set of sexy lingerie."

"Do you want to taste it before my husband Jiang Wen appreciates it?"

Feeling Jiang Wen's body tremble, Zhou Yun was overjoyed.

Cheng Hao is right!
No, Teacher Cheng’s words are as precious as pearls!
So strike while the iron is hot and pursue the victory.

"Uncle, I have prepared a marker, you can write on my butt!"

"For example: write 'Zhen Jie Cheng'!"

"Hehe! Slow down!" Zhou Yun laughed softly. Jiang Wen picked her up and carried her to the car parked outside the gate. "Put me down. Don't get tired. Save your energy for later!"

"I'm not tired!" Jiang Wen raised his head stubbornly, "Fuck Zhen Jiecheng, I have plenty of strength!"

On the second day, although Jiang Wen felt unwell, he felt refreshed.

At the same time, they had also made a plan. As soon as Zhen Jiecheng led the team to Cannes, they immediately put up a sign outside the set saying "Jiecheng and dogs are not allowed to enter."

Still coming? Don’t even think about it!

It’s almost there! It won’t take many days!

If you bear with it any longer, "Let the Bullets Fly" will become completely Jiang's work!
With this mentality, Jiang Wen's heart knot was quickly untied. He even took the initiative to call Ma Ke and apologized.

Ma Ke was greatly moved by Chen Ken's attitude, and the two of them put aside their past grudges and were just one step away from swearing blood oath and becoming sworn brothers.

When it came to the filming set, Jiang Wen put all his attention on the performance.

He no longer thought about the loudspeaker and was in a happy mood, as if he was just a leading actor.

"Crack!"

The "click" sound still exists!

Occasionally there were two "pass" sounds, first Zhen Jiecheng and then Jiang Wen.

until
"Yang Mi! How the hell did you pass the Beijing Film Academy audition with this performance?"

"Has the quality of the auditions organized by Beijing Film Academy been so bad?"

"Damn it! No wonder the Central Academy of Drama made a promotional video mocking it. The acting department of Beijing Film Academy has become so rubbish that it deserves to be mocked!"

Zhen Jiecheng's roar was amplified by the loudspeakers and spread to every corner of the set.

Yang Mi, who was in the middle of the storm, was trembling with fear, as if she had been pierced by a thorn in her back.

In response, Jiang Wu, who graduated from Beijing Film Academy, Shao Bing, who played the second brother, and Yao Lu, who played the housekeeper Hu Qian, pretended to be deaf and didn't hear anything. Cheng Kun was even more outrageous, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to start recording.

If someone from another school cursed me, I would definitely go up and confront him, but it’s different for Zhen Jiecheng, he’s one of us.

Besides, with Zhen Jiecheng's current status and the support of the Photography Department and the Directing Department, it would be useless even if Wang Jinsong, who is expected to be promoted to vice president of the School of Performing Arts, came in person.

Maybe Teacher Wang will take the initiative to pull out the rubber band in his pants to make a slingshot as a gift, just so that Zhen Jiecheng can help and take care of the students in the Department of Performance.

"It's just a cameo role of 'Daiyu Qingwenzi' for two scenes. Is it so difficult?"

"In my opinion, there is no need to write long articles to criticize actors who fail to perform well. Just one sentence: You act like Yang Mi. What do you think?"

"Give me another ten minutes to adjust!" Yang Mi wiped away the tears from her eyes, "Director Zhen."

"I'm not the guide! The guide is over there!"

"Yes!" Yang Mi turned to look at Jiang Wen, "Director Jiang, again."

"Twenty minutes!" Jiang Wen smiled and raised two fingers, "Go and make adjustments."

As he said this, he glanced at Zhen Jiecheng again.

"Jiecheng, look at you, why are you so anxious?"

"We've been shooting this scene for a week, do you still care about this?"

"This has nothing to do with whether you care or not!" Zhen Jiecheng curled his lips.

Although Yang Mi's performance can barely be considered passing, especially compared with Bai Bing's performance as "Daiyu Qingwenzi" in the original version of "Let the Bullets Fly".

But Bai Bing's acting skills are just a latecomer, can that still be called acting?

From the moment she entered the venue holding the box containing the diamonds, everything was wrong. Especially at the end, after nearly losing her life, she kissed the master and was able to smile naturally.

Zhen Jiecheng has no idea what Jiang Wen’s mentality was at that time. Zhen Jiecheng now just wants to make sure this classic plot is flawless!

Thinking about it, he looked in the direction of Yang Mi.

Suddenly, Liang Jiahui was seen walking over while cracking melon seeds.

Jiang Wen's voice of emotion rang in my ears: "Jiahui is a rare good actor!"

"Yeah! That's why I recommended it to you!"

"Thank you!" Jiang Wen nodded. "Especially when I heard the news coming out of the set of Curse of the Golden Flower, hehehe! I feel even more like I made a fortune!"

"I don't need a 40 million yuan paycheck, I don't need a luxury car to shit, I'm happy with a bag of pirated melon seeds!"

"Hahaha, this movie star is so damn easy to serve!"

“Have you ever seen a palace drama?”

Liang Jiahui sat down next to Yang Mi and said without waiting for an answer,

"Your role is actually the same as that of a maid serving the emperor."

"No, my expression is not accurate enough. It should be the maid who serves the concubine who is not favored by the emperor!"

“So when you enter, you shouldn’t be panicking. Instead, you should be nervous and cautious in a nervous state.”

"The slow steps don't mean the legs are shaky. The focus of the performance is not on the body language, but on the micro-expressions."

"You were mentally prepared, so you subconsciously observed his expression and tried to judge the situation, which is why you fell without paying attention."

"The panic of being caught off guard, the horror of seeing Mr. Huang holding up a knife, the ups and downs when the county magistrate came to the rescue, and finally when the lawyer took advantage of the opportunity, your smile should have been a forced and stiff response!"

"In essence, you are trembling with fear, clinging to this 'luck' as if it were a life-saving straw! Because after the county magistrate and the lawyer leave, you will most likely continue to bear the punishment of Master Huang!"

"So this smile, in addition to being cooperative, also needs to show a flattering meaning in the stiffness, do you understand?"

"Yes! Thank you, Teacher Liang!" Yang Mi nodded, "I understand!"

"Well, think about it and act it out for me, and I'll correct you as needed."

"Thank you, Teacher Liang! Thank you!" Yang Mi stood up and was about to bow.

But Liang Jiahui stopped him and said with a smile,

"What are you thanking me for? Since I met Jie Cheng, I have filmed two exciting and good scripts. You are Jie Cheng's junior, so I naturally have to take care of you."

"By the way, don't feel bad just because Jie Cheng started to curse. Jie Cheng is not against the person but the matter!"

"Scolding you means I value you!"

"Don't even mention you. Cheng Kun, Deng Chao, Xiao Ming, who hasn't been scolded? Even Jiang Wen."

"Director Jiang?" Upon hearing this, Yang Mi's eyes widened, full of curiosity.

"I'm telling you this in secret. Don't tell anyone because I also heard it from Li Pingbin." Liang Jiahui whispered, "When we were filming "Letter from an Unknown Woman", Jiang Wen was criticized by Jiecheng for his performance."

"Although Jiang Wen was trying to cooperate with Xu Jinglei, no matter what the reason was, he was criticized anyway!"

Seeing Yang Mi's expression changing constantly and her mentality being adjusted with his few words, Liang Jiahui returned the topic and started to guide Yang Mi's performance on the spot.

When the shooting started again, the first time, it was still “click”.

But this time it was no longer a low-level mistake, and the direction of the performance was also correct, so Zhen Jiecheng did not speak again.

Seeing this, Yang Mi became more confident.

Second time,
"Pass!"

Accompanied by Zhen Jiecheng's shout.

It lasted for a week, nearly 100,000 feet of film.

The Hongmen Banquet finally came to an end!

Everyone clapped and cheered as if a movie had finished filming.

Yang Mi was already very happy, and the atmosphere made her even more excited.

He jumped around in his bellyband, and the bellyband also jumped around with him.

His eyes were fixed on Zhen Jiecheng.

"Senior is so damn handsome!"

"Even the curse of 'fuck' is so fucking cool!"

As I was looking at it, I suddenly realized that someone was looking at me.

So he looked over following his feeling and was surprised to see Fan Bingbing smiling at him with a meaningful look.

Logically speaking, Yang Mi is just a "newcomer", even though she was a child star and has starred in many movies and TV series. But when facing a first-line actress like Fan Bingbing, she still has to give enough respect as a junior.

But she didn't know where she got the courage from, but Yang Mi pouted her lips, straightened her chest, and returned the gaze.

Seeing this, the smile on Fan Bingbing's lips became even more intense.

Enchanting and charming.

The aura suppressed her from all sides, causing the young and naive Da Mimi to quickly lower her head.

The courage I had mustered also disappeared.

"Jiecheng, thank you for your hard work!"

Jiang Wen was talking, but his hands were not idle.

He took the loud speaker in his hand and then threw it to his assistant.

"Thank you for your help in making this scene the quality I had imagined."

"Thank you for your generosity. After all, not every producer or investor is willing to spend 100,000 feet of film on a ten-minute shot."

Seeing Zhen Jiecheng's mouth twitching, Jiang Wen smiled even more happily.

"Of course, my thanks are not just verbal. I will also take practical actions, brother!"

"First of all, regarding Jiahui and Teacher Li going to Cannes with you, I not only give the green light, but also grant them two extra days of leave."

"Secondly, before you go to Cannes, I have a surprise for you!"

surprise?

Could it be that "Tou Tou Tou" let me take the camera? Witness the strange-sized breast?

I can easily snatch work from Senior Brother Zhao and Old Li, why do I need you?
Thinking of this, Zhen Jiecheng curled his lips.
"Oh, thank you then!"

"Haha, you're welcome! It's all my duty!" Although Zhen Jiecheng didn't care, Jiang Wen still smiled, "I arranged a guest role for you!"

"Help you return to your youth and experience a different childhood!"

"Huh?" Zhen Jiecheng was stunned. He first glanced at Ma Ke, then looked at Jiang Wen, "You mean, this guy is eight years old?"

"Yes!" Jiang Wen nodded, "I even found a mother for you!"

"Specially?" Zhen Jiecheng was stunned again, "Wait, isn't it Sister Xu Qing?"

"No, no! Xu Qing has something urgent to do and can't come!" Jiang Wen waved his hand, then took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Your mother is on her way and will be at the set soon!"

"Come on, come on, talk to your mother first."

Before he finished speaking, the call was connected.

Jiang Wen turned on the external speaker.

"Hello? Can you hear me? I'm on speaker, and Jie Cheng is right next to me. What do you want to say to Jie Cheng?"

A familiar voice came from the phone.
"Jiecheng, call me mom!"