Diamond company shoots commercials, you shoot Titanic

Time goes by day by day.

The end of March.

All departments of Oriental Media were also busy with their work. The Harry Potter project team was busy with publicity, re-screening the first film, and preparing for the third film.

Under the leadership of Chen Xiao, the crew of "The Lord of the Rings" quickly completed tasks such as character resume screening, prop design, costume design and production, and schedule arrangement.

On the evening of March 31st, the sun sank into the horizon, and the sky was intertwined with orange and light purple. The day quietly ended.

Under the sky, the city ushered in the evening rush hour.

Chen Xiao returned home and started packing his luggage.

I will fly to Sichuan Province tomorrow morning to inspect the waterfalls and forest landscapes in Jiuzhaigou, Sichuan, to see if those places can be used with special effects to shoot Rivendell, the elven stronghold in the Misty Mountains of Middle-earth.

So I have to go to bed early tonight.

Chen Xiao put his sneakers into the suitcase and moved sideways to take Huoyun out of the suitcase.

He took a few pieces of clothes, folded them and placed them on top of the shoe box, then took Huoyun out of the suitcase.

…

at the same time.

Fang Rong walked into an upscale residential area carrying two boxes of aged liquor and a box of tea and knocked on a door.

Soon, hurried footsteps were heard in the room, and the door opened. A man who looked to be nearly sixty years old and had a slightly thin face opened the door with a smile.

"Lao Fang, come in quickly. The meal is ready."

This person is Lou Yunchuan, a national first-class actor, and he is also the best candidate to play the high-ranking official Zhao Zhenji. Zhao Zhenji is jokingly called "the non-stick pan of the Ming Dynasty" by Comrade Xiao Chen. Lou Yunchuan's personality is similar to Zhao Zhenji's, and he attaches great importance to reputation.

If you want to do something, do it to the best of your ability, otherwise don't do it. So... he often chooses not to do it.

The casting director contacted him and the reply he got was: I have retired and will not act in TV series anymore.

It just so happened that he and Lou Yunchuan hadn't seen each other for a long time, so today they met as good friends and asked him if he wanted to audition.

Fang Rong walked into the living room with a smile and casually placed the tea and wine on the table. "I just brought this Longjing tea back from Hangzhou. I'll give it to you to try." After that, he walked towards the bathroom in a very familiar manner. "This is the bathroom, right? Let me wash my hands."

"Uh, yes."

Fang Rong walked into the bathroom. The operation was quite smooth, not even giving Lou Yunchuan a chance to be polite.

Lou Yunchuan was about to exchange a few words with him about the gift, but when he saw him go into the bathroom, he had no choice but to give up. Anyway, it was not a valuable item for Fang Rong, just a souvenir for visiting, so it was better not to be polite.

Fang Rong came out after washing his hands and saw a little girl of about eight or nine years old standing in the living room. "Is this your granddaughter? She has grown so big in the past few years."

"Hello, Grandpa Fang."

Fang Rong's heart ached.

Grandfather?! It is normal for Lou Yunchuan to have a granddaughter at the age of 59, but his own daughter is still like a child. He always thinks that he is at most an uncle.

Being called grandpa, this... forget it.

Fang Rong smiled and said, "Hello, hello."

"Okay, go back and do your homework." Lou Yunchuan waved his hand at his granddaughter. "She ate outside in the evening. Your sister-in-law has something to do tonight and has gone out. Let's eat together."

"Okay." Fang Rong sat down at the table without any hesitation.

His first principle in dealing with people is not to talk about gifts, but only about friendship.

Why should you be polite when you are having a meal with your long-time friend? Being polite will only push your friend away.

The two of them ate for about ten minutes and chatted about family matters. Fang Rong then got down to work. "We are currently casting for The Ming Dynasty 1566. Are you interested in coming and trying out?"

Lou Yunchuan picked up a piece of pork ribs and said with a smile: "I knew that you definitely didn't come here just to reminisce about the past."

Fang Rong waved his hand, "No, no, I really came here to catch up with you today and chat for a while."

"We have known each other for twenty years, right? I know your crew is not short of people. I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. Let me speak from the bottom of my heart. I..." Lou Yunchuan pursed his lips.

Fang Rong smiled and said, "Is there anything you can't tell me?"

Lou Yunchuan laughed at himself and continued, "The last time I acted in a TV series was about eight or nine years ago. It was a serious drama."

"Yes, isn't that my play?"

"Oh, yes, I'm getting old and confused." Lou Yunchuan slapped his forehead and continued, "In recent years, there are few costume dramas with good reputations. Some old men, because of starring in a few idol dramas, were complained by the audience for taking any role. You know, I care more about my image. Please leave me a good reputation in my later years."

Fang Rong almost laughed out loud.

What? He hadn't heard for a long time that anyone thought that starring in a TV series produced by Oriental Media, especially one produced by Chen Xiao, would affect their reputation. What was Old Lou thinking?

Fang Rong said, "The quality of the dramas produced by Dongchuan is very high. Lao Lou, have you seen Farewell My Concubine?"

Lou Yunchuan nodded slightly, his eyes full of admiration, "Of course I have seen it, it's filmed really well, but I can't watch it more, it's too depressing."

"Then why are you still worried about ruining your image?"

"Uh..." Lou Yunchuan looked a little embarrassed.

Fang Rong asked doubtfully, "You don't look down on me, do you? I was the one who filmed your final work."

"It's hard to describe it in words. Wait a moment." Lou Yunchuan looked towards his granddaughter's room. "Jia Jia, bring your phone over here."

The little granddaughter came out of the bedroom with her cell phone, "Grandpa."

Lou Yunchuan looked at him and said, "Find the video of The Legend of Zhen Huan that you showed me just now."

Fang Rong was confused.

"The Legend of Zhen Huan" has a good reputation, what's wrong with that?

The granddaughter nodded, tapped the screen a few times, and handed the phone to Lou Yunchuan.

Lou Yunchuan sighed and placed the phone in front of Fang Rong.

Fang Rong took the phone, clicked the play button, and his eyebrows almost flew up.

In the picture, the emperor is sitting on the dragon throne...playing e-sports. After a while, she started sewing and embroidering again. There was also a girl group dance at the end.

Fang Rong raised his hand to cover his forehead, staring at the screen with a puzzled look, "Oh my God, what is this?"

Lou Yunchuan raised his eyebrows, "Don't you know? You are almost the father of hybridization in Chinese TV dramas."

"I know this name, but I didn't expect netizens to be so abstract." He smiled helplessly and returned the phone to Lou Yunchuan's granddaughter.

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