Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 359 [●--●]
The arrival hall of Beijing Airport is bustling with people all year round, and passengers are already accustomed to paparazzi lurking around.

To use the words of Beijing guys: Celebrities are shit. No matter how popular they are, they are the products of their own legs. Uncles and aunts catch one every now and then.

There was martial law all around, and a convoy drove in to pick them up. That's what we call underground.

But today's excitement made the world-wise Beijing gentlemen couldn't help but look sideways.

"Zhen Jiecheng?"

"Jiang Wen?"

"Oh my god, these two brothers are together again! Are they going to perform crosstalk at the airport?"

"When it comes to crosstalk, I still think Zhen Jiecheng and Yu Qianer are a better pair. Professional and authentic!"

"So you don't want to listen to what Zhen Jiecheng and Jiang Wen have to say?"

"miss you!"

"That's all! Some of them are good to listen to, and you picked them!"

Everyone was talking at once, looking at the cameras rushing towards the two pairs of sunglasses.

"Brother, here you go." Jing Tian took out a glasses case from her bag and handed it to Guo Fan.

"Tiantian, what are you doing?"

"Don't waste time, open them and put them on!" Jing Tian said as he took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on himself.

"Tiantian, when did you prepare this?"

"Just now, when I got off the bus to go to the bathroom, I took a detour and bought it at the store."

"The senior student wore it, Director Jiang wore it. Director Wang, who will meet us later, will definitely wear it as well."

"So we both have to wear them too. It's unprofessional not to wear them!"

"Don't hold the glasses case, put it in my bag." Jing Tian adjusted his sunglasses and held his head high. "Senior and Director Jiang have gone far away! Senior, hurry up, let's catch up with them!"

Speed ​​up your pace, catch up quickly, and join the circle of flashing lights.

"Director Zhen, Director Jiang, you two haven't worked together for a long time. When will your new work be released?" The paparazzi struggled to pass the microphone over and added, "Director Lu Chuan's "The Banquet" has completed post-production and is said to be selecting a release date for it."

"Lu Chuan? Who is Lu Chuan?" Zhen Jiecheng raised his eyebrows, causing his sunglasses to tremble a few times. He tilted his head to look at Jiang Wen, "Do you know her?"

"I don't know him!" Jiang Wen shook his head and then asked, "Should I know him?"

“Is he awesome?”

"Or is "The King's Feast" really awesome?"

"Wait, what is The King's Feast?"

"Emmm, it's about the Chu-Han contention, and the Hongmen Banquet between Xiang Yu and Liu Bang." The paparazzi suppressed his excitement and delivered the message immediately.

"Oh, that's bullshit!" Jiang Wen said loudly, "Yu's bravery is unparalleled throughout the ages; countries are always destroyed by weakness, but the Han Dynasty was the only one that was destroyed by strength. If you dare to take pictures of these two, you must be very capable! The works you take are definitely top-notch masterpieces that will be passed down through the ages!"

"That makes sense!" Zhen Jiecheng nodded in approval. "Without the right people, who would dare to go to Liangshan? It is said that Brother Yi's "Hero" opened the way for Chinese commercial blockbusters and triggered a craze for historical costume blockbusters."

"I believe that this director Lu Chuan will surely create a new node for commercial costume blockbusters, establish new standards, and establish a new monument."

"Come on, come on, give a thumbs up to the road guide in advance! He is a wise man with great intelligence, just like my three friends!"

Wow! There was a burst of applause.

The paparazzi's palms are all red from clapping! Are they clapping their hands? No, they are clapping the sales volume and the money!

"Director Zhen, why did you come out today?" The paparazzi glanced at Jing Tian, ​​"Why aren't you with someone a little more mature?"

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Jiang Wen was unhappy and pointed at himself, "Am I immature?"

The next second, he was stunned. He quickly took a half step back and distanced himself from Zhen Jiecheng.

"I'm sorry, I'm still in adolescence, I'm quite rebellious and like to be stubborn."

"Actually, I'm not mature at all, I'm childish!"

"Shit! Why are you hiding? No one will slander our relationship because of your slip of the tongue!" Zhen Jiecheng rolled his eyes and put his arm on Jing Tian's shoulder. "Hey guys, can you please stop putting older people near me in the future?"

"People say I never forget my original intention, but why can't we think about this: when I was 17 or 18, I liked girls in their twenties. Does 'never forget my original intention' mean that I always like girls in their twenties?"

Turning his head, he looked at Jing Tian.

"Tiantian, tilt your head towards my shoulder and cooperate with me!"

"By the way, you don't mind, do you?"

"I don't mind!" Jing Tian smiled. "Senior, feel free to do whatever you want. It doesn't matter to me."

"Well, that's good." Zhen Jiecheng grinned and looked at the cameras. "Come on, pick up your cameras and take pictures! Take more pictures!"

"You must put it in the newspaper tomorrow. You must expose the scandal between me and Tiantian to prove my innocence!"

The passengers watching at the airport couldn't hold back their laughter.

I have seen people clearing up scandals to clear their name, but I have never seen anyone prove their innocence by creating scandals.

"Isn't this unique to the entertainment industry?"

"Of course not! For a guy like Zhen Jiecheng, I guess even the uncles and aunts in Chaoyang District would be too lazy to catch him! Well, after spending a lot of time to catch him, everyone praised him when the news got out." A passenger said in a serious tone.

"I thought Zhen Jiecheng was hopelessly rotten, but I didn't expect him to make such a small mistake! I misunderstood him. Zhen Jiecheng is a good citizen!"

"Hahaha~" The air around them became more cheerful.

"Director Jing, how is the production of the new film going?" After getting the news from Zhen Jiecheng and Jiang Wen, he quickly turned to Jing Tian.

"all the best."

"Director Jing, what are your expectations for the box office of your new film?"

"Let's make steady progress! Love Is Not Blind already had six Lu Chuan, let's try to get eight this time."

“Director Jing, Director Zhen and Director Jiang just said that Director Lu’s The Banquet is a top-notch masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages.”

"Emmm, if that's the case, eight is a bit inappropriate, and it's a bit too disrespectful to Master." Jing Tian pursed his lips and thought for a while, and suddenly squeezed out a dimple, "Then ten will be fine!"

"Ten? Do you look down on your Uncle Lu so much?" Zhen Jiecheng glared at him, "Add a few more, otherwise Master Lu will lose face!"

"More?" Jing Tian pouted, "But senior, if you add more, I will feel uneasy."

"Don't come out with me in the future. You don't have the confidence at all. It's embarrassing!" Zhen Jiecheng spat. "Okay, everyone, make way. My friend Director Wang Jiawei's flight has landed. It's time to go pick up guests. Don't block me later. If you delay my entertaining guests, don't blame me for not cooperating with interviews in the future."

"Okay, Director Zhen!" The paparazzi gave in one after another. "Director Jiang, Director Jing, Director Guo, please come in."

Be polite and see your parents who provide you with food and clothing off.

"Brother Wang! Welcome, welcome!"

"Old Wang, long time no see."

The two pairs of sunglasses tacitly skipped the handshake and warmly embraced the sunglasses who came from afar. "Brother Wang, let me introduce you, this is my student, Guo Fan."

Tiantian needs no introduction. She is a new business director and a member of China's billion-dollar club. She has had interactions with Wang Jiawei for a long time.

"Hello, Director Wang!"

Seeing the teacher helping him put up the ladder, Guo Fan hurried forward, took off his sunglasses, and took the initiative to extend his hand to show politeness.

"I've heard that Jiecheng has a satisfactory student, and I finally got to see him today." Wang Jiawei was cheerful and generous. He shook Guo Fan's hand and looked at him. "Well, you look very energetic! You can tell at a glance that a good teacher produces a good student!"

"Director Wang, you are too kind!" Guo Fan shook his head. "Teacher is definitely a famous teacher, but I am not a good student."

"If you can't reach it, just try your best! Why are you talking about useless things?" Zhen Jiecheng glared at him, "Also, why call me Director Wang? Where's the manners?"

"Uncle Wang!" Tiantian pulled the corner of Guo Fan's clothes imperceptibly, then walked forward enthusiastically with dimples on her face.

"Uncle Wang!" Guo Fan reacted quickly and followed closely.

With the help of Zhen Jiecheng and the encouragement of Jiang Wen, the new chairman of the Berlin Film Festival jury had just stepped off the plane and had not even stood firmly on his feet when he got a pair of nephews and nieces, adding one to his seniority.

"Brother Wang, I won't say polite words. What is our relationship? There's no need!"

"That's right!" Jiang Wen nodded.

"Brother Wang, I just emphasized that. Are you being polite again? Why are you carrying a suitcase? The elders have something to do, so the younger generation will do the work. Just leave everything to Guo Fan!"

"That's right!" Jiang Wen nodded.

I took a look at Wang Jiawei's luggage. The big items were all with the assistant. The one he was carrying was not only small in size, but he was also not carrying it! The airport was so flat, how much effort would it take to pull it? He looked like he was exhausted.

Thinking of this, and looking at Zhen Jiecheng with a bright smile, Jiang Wen's mouth twitched.

he~tui! Damn, this bastard!

"Brother Wang, if you have anything to say, just tell Guo Fan."

"Come on, let's get in the car. Guo Fan has prepared a banquet to welcome you!"

"That's right!" Jiang Wen nodded habitually.

The next second, his footsteps stopped.

Wait, a banquet prepared by Guo Fan?
Wasn’t it my treat?
Shit! I paid for it!
Pushing cups and changing cups, drinking and drinking together.

There was lively conversation and laughter, and the sound of drums and gongs was deafening.

Unfortunately, there was one person missing among the guests.

Lao Zhao's assistant told him: Lao Zhao suffered from insomnia again during the day and finally closed his eyes in the afternoon.

I just fell asleep for a short while!

Seeing this, Zhen Jiecheng could only express his regret on the phone, and then called his gang and Jiang Wenli and others to come for the meeting.

"Brother Wang, touch me!"

"Guo Fan, pour your uncle some wine!"

"No, I'll do it myself." Wang Jiawei declined, but Guo Fan had already raised the bottle of wine and pointed it at the cup.

"Brother Wang, meet another one, good things come in pairs!"

"Old Wang, let's do one too!" Jiang Wen pretended to be dissatisfied, "Just do it with Jiecheng, but not with me?"

"Cheers! Here we go!" After drinking a glass of wine, Guo Fan stood up again to refill the glass. This time Wang Jiawei did not refuse.

"Lao Wang, we have a long history together. Do you know what I mean?" As the former wearer of sunglasses, Li Pingbin raised his eyebrows.

"I understand, I understand!" Wang Jiawei raised his glass in a daze, "Hey, no more wine. Guo Fan, pour some for uncle, fill it up!"

"Jiecheng, Lao Li, we are three against one, isn't it a bit unfair to do this?" Seeing Wang Jiawei drunk on the table, Jiang Wen forced out his shame, "And Lao Wang was forced to drink so much, isn't it a bit too much for him?"

"Hurt you. Emmm, hurt your ass!" Zhen Jiecheng closed his mouth in time, "It would be unkind if you don't drink to your heart's content!"

"I know what you want to say: We didn't have fun with Old Wang. But isn't this for the sake of Brother Wang's health? Think about it, if we all had fun, wouldn't Brother Wang be forced to drink so much that he would have to take an ambulance to the hospital to have his stomach washed?"

"That makes sense. I'm just a little ignorant. So this is what it means to have fun."

"What else? Okay, let's stop talking and leave. Don't go back tonight. Just come to my place. I've already booked a room for you."

"it is good!"

It was late at night when we returned to the hotel.

The next day, it was not until noon that Wang Jiawei walked out of the room with a dizzy look on his face.

But after he had eaten a few mouthfuls of rice to fill his stomach and before he could rest, he was pulled into the conference room by Zhen Jiecheng and Jiang Wen to discuss the script and filming ideas of "The Father Trapped in Time".

"Interesting, a thin plot, simple scenery, but packed with so many details." Jiang Wen smacked his lips, "Jiecheng, are you planning to carve patterns on a grain of rice?"

"Well, I want to challenge it!" Zhen Jiecheng nodded.

"It's a bit similar to the 'first-person perspective' created in 'No Return', both use the camera to draw people in and experience it in depth." Wang Jiawei frowned, "But 'No Return' mainly tested the technique, while 'The Father Trapped in Time' not only tests the technique, but also the actors' acting skills!"

"If the technique is not good enough, the audience won't be deeply touched. But if the actor has even the slightest flaw, it will be magnified and destroy the atmosphere created by the entire movie."

"Yes, so I specially asked Lao Zhao to play the role." Zhen Jiecheng sighed, "But even Lao Zhao's acting skills have been stuck recently!"

"How do you plan to train her?" Jiang Wen was eager to try.

"What do you think?" Zhen Jiecheng looked at Jiang Wen and then at Wang Jiawei.

The next second, the three of them said in unison.

"boil!"

"Endure! Endure like hell!" Jiang Wen rubbed his hands, "There is no such thing as a fucking surprise that can't be achieved by enduring like hell!"

"Until all distracting thoughts are gone, the empty room is filled with light." Wang Jiawei adjusted his sunglasses, the remaining alcohol gradually being overshadowed by the excitement of meeting a rare bosom friend, and his tone rose, "Until you have a clear mind and see your true nature, you will get the three flavors!"

"Be scientific! Follow the methodology!" Zhen Jiecheng handed each of them a cigarette, "Only in this way can we achieve efficiency and results!"

"pat~"

Flames flew out of the lighter, and three streams of smoke rose slowly, along with the air in the conference room becoming cheerful.

The azure sky dotted with white clouds was so depressing that it was almost hard to breathe.

The warm breeze blew past, seemingly penetrating into his bone marrow through his pores. Lao Zhao couldn't help but shiver and tighten his clothes.

The three-day holiday is over and it’s time to return to the set.

"All units, get ready!" the executive director picked up the loud speaker.

Everyone perked up and prepared themselves for battle.

Old Zhao swallowed his saliva, tilted his head slightly, raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced cautiously in the direction of the monitor:
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(End of this chapter)