Xia Xi hehe, the big director hung everyone here because of this??
It's really because of this.
Making films in China has become the biggest worry in Li Jinian's heart. Although he is crazy and disdains to make films in China, he still hopes to rise up in China one day.
But he hesitated at the thought that if he made the new film to the extreme, it might be a tear jerking blockbuster and was released in the Spring Festival.
If the Spring Festival stall pours on the street, the people of the whole country will remember him.
Li Jinian is really tangled. What should I do?
Casually pat, or achieve the perfection in his heart.
"Director Li, if you get angry, the rumors that once satirized you will be broken without attack, and you won't just fire abroad but not at home."
Xia Xi narrowed her eyes and carefully analyzed it. Although she didn't know why to ask her, she would still say what she should say.
"Yes."
Li Jinian thought so, otherwise he wouldn't take the film.
"But if this film pours, it doesn't seem to make any difference to you?"
Anyway, there are those bad reputations. It's just another bad film to deepen the image of returning home and dying. It won't affect Li Jinian's international image. So, is there a difference??
"It seems... No difference..."
Li Jinian blinked and his head was a little clear.
"Then why not try your best? Isn't it more likely that the most perfect film made because of your efforts?"
Xia Xi's eyes were dark and serious, and Li Jinian was ashamed.
He is in his thirties, and none of the students can see it clearly!
It seems that the arrogance of youth disappeared with the repeated obstacles in China, and became a cautious and surly mania.
Now, he has become a timid middle-aged uncle.
Li Jinian took a deep breath, slapped his thigh and got up: "OK, shoot!"
"Director."
Xia Xi shouted at him.
"What else?"
After the conversation just now, Li Jinian feels good about Xia Xi.
"If you don't eat chicken legs, can you give them to me?"
Li Jinian:
Fuck, remember, he hasn't had lunch yet!
"Drama, drama!"
Li Jinian called the drama director: "add another boxed lunch and two chicken legs to her!"
The drama director looked at Li Jinian with a ghost look on his face. Not to mention two chicken legs, it would be nice if he could give the artist a good face!!
As for the director, you've never been so kind to any artist!!
When she came back with a boxed lunch, Xia Xi took a bite of chicken leg and stuffed a mouthful of rice.
"What did Li Jinian say to you?"
Zhan Yu wiped off the rice grains at the corner of her mouth, and his dark eyes looked a little more.
"Psychological counseling."
Zhan Yu:
What's the matter with Li Jinian?!
After lunch, the film continued to shoot.
Zhan Yu sat silently outside the court, his dark eyes staring deeply at Xia Xi's every move.
"Boss, aren't you hungry? You haven't eaten yet."
Liu Yinghong asked carefully.
"Coffee."
"Huh?"
"Black coffee."
Zhan Yu pinched his eyebrows and became an agent. He was more tired than sitting in the office. He had to stare at Xia Xi all the time to avoid mistakes.
"OK!"
Liu Yinghong slipped to buy coffee. When she passed the western restaurant, she couldn't help buying a pizza for Zhan Yu.
It's hard to be an agent, but the boss has gone too far. How can he keep an eye on people all the time??