Chapter 40

Fang Shaoyi's words can be regarded as a sharp blow to the original ambition. The wilderness had not been able to speak for a long time, and his heart was shocked. Fang Shaoyi seldom talks to him about these things. It seems that they haven't talked about their feelings in recent years. Fang Shaoyi has always been like a controller since he was young. Today, he said that he would be flustered and Yuanye felt very surprised.

It's a wonderful feeling. Yuanye knows that Fang Shaoyi actually wants him to separate himself from the environment. Yuanye does have this problem. When he is disappointed with an environment, he will be disappointed with everything here. Including anyone in it.

Later, Yuan Ye's fingers scraped on Fang Shao's nose and said softly, "I know."

Fang Shaoyi is like a guide in some aspects. He is always guiding the wilderness to learn to feel and learn to feel.

This night, the two brothers began to be dishonest. Ji Xiaotao always thought that they were tired of being crooked, but they did nothing. His eyes swept back and forth on the two people for a few times, but he didn't see anything, but let people stare.

Ji Xiaotao turns back to his eyes and looks at his mobile phone at ease. On the mobile phone, he asked Yang Silan how to return to the company, what is the company's next arrangement for him. Yang Silan replied that he was still waiting, and there was no arrangement yet.

Ji Xiaotao asked: did you have an assistant?

Yang Silan: not yet.

Ji Xiaotao asked him again: who will take you? Who's the agent?

Yang Silan: not yet.

Ji Xiaotao: ah, let's wait

After chatting with him, Yang Silan put down his mobile phone and put it back in his pocket. He wore simple casual clothes and looked like a boy next door, clean and clean. No one in the company even knew him. Yang Silan sat in the office and waited in peace. His eyes did not dare to look around. If he didn't look at his mobile phone, he would look at a magazine on the coffee table.

He has been sitting in the office for two hours.

Later, Geng Jinwei finally came back, followed by two people. Geng Jinwei saw Yang Silan and asked him faintly, "are you back?"

"Well." Yang Silan nodded and continued to wait on the sofa.

After Geng Jinwei finished talking to others, he walked over to his desk and stood at his desk. Geng Jinwei lit a cigarette and asked him, "are you tired of filming?"

"Not tired." "Everyone takes care of me," Yang said

"I'll get you another one next month. I'll play a little part in the show first." Geng Jinwei said.

Yang Silan did not have any opinion, nodded and said: "good."

After saying a lot about work, Geng Jinwei said, "go back."

Yang Silan now saw that he was not comfortable. He first looked at Geng Jinwei. Geng Jinwei had already looked down at others, but did not look at him at all. Yang Silan walked around the desk, knocked and lowered himself. He squatted down and put his face on Geng Jinwei's leg. His skin was next to his suit pants. His voice was very light, and he even breathed gently. He said cautiously I miss you so much. "

Geng Jinwei looked down at him. Yang Silan raised his face and looked at him with pious affection in his eyes.

Geng Jinwei didn't speak. He just looked at him with no emotion on his face. Yang Si ran blinked, white and handsome face, raised his face seriously and asked, "can I go to your house tonight?"

……

Yuanye left the crew for a few days in early April, and their small circle of literati gathered together. Feng Leizi was a literary planner of a major director. When their play was arranged to a certain stage, they would have to gather a group of people to give their opinions to Tiao Bing. Absorb the opinions of dozens of writers, listen to everyone's ideas, and see if there are new sparks.

Wilderness must be present. He has his own unique vision and sharp mouth. He dares to speak. So the three push and four push still got him out, and Hara and the crew asked for a fake to run out, just to show people the script. Jiang Linchuan heard that he was going to go out to show the script to others. He said that he had not finished his own business, and he still cared about other people's stand.

But Yuan Ye has been disgusted to see their script. Now he has a broken book in his hand, and he can't make a good thing by grinding it every day. He can't persuade the director to change the play, and he can't convince himself that this thing is OK, so he is fidgety every day.

The play is coming to an end, and Fang Shao is estimated to be able to kill for a month.

When he came out to meet people, it was a mockery to be seen. At that time, he put a big talk on microblog to catch up with him and made a wave of Sao. These people had been waiting for ridicule of him. Finally, they met people and had a good laugh.

Wild Hun does not care, in its mouth smoke: "don't cheap."

"Ashamed?" Someone asked him, "Uncle Ye would be ashamed?"

Wilderness is too lazy to pay attention to them, the director has not come, he went to the balcony to sit smoking.

Ji Xiaotao sends him a wechat, which is a small video of Fang Shaoyi's filming.

Harano: don't bother me as soon as I come out.

Ji Thief: I'm not sending warmth?

Harano: it's not like living like a year. Let's have a rest.

Pushing scripts is a torturous process, which can last for several days. Scripts are constantly overturned, rebuilt, and then overturned. Pushing back and forth, the final product and the initial sample may have to undergo several remouldings. Literati always give people the impression of being introverted, but the scene of pushing the script is actually a battle, and everyone's voice is dumb in the end.Yuan Ye is sharp and flexible at such a time. He is always the first to overthrow other people's views. However, those who play with the pen pole have to feel that he has made a point. This is very hateful. The literati were all proud and looked down upon each other, but they had to admit that he was right. Of course, the idea of wilderness will also be killed, and it is entirely up to the will of God to come out with something finally. Or who has a brilliant idea, which is recognized by most people.

His brain has been spinning, which is very tired, but this is the life circle of the wilderness and the mode he is familiar with. It's much better than chatting about the script in the crew, regardless of which actor was offended, or when the props were too big to keep up. The initial stage of the script is the purest stage of a movie. Everything has the same goal, that is, to turn the script from stone to gold. Every subsequent stage consumes this purity.

The field came out and pushed the script. When he went back, the whole person was in a better state. It's like a wave of electricity coming out, and it's blood coming back. As soon as he went back to the studio, he went to the studio to find Fang Shaoyi. Fang Shaoyi just finished work, changed his clothes, took off his makeup and was about to go back. The field called out to him, "brother one."

Fang Shao looked back at him with a smile on his face: "back?"

"Ah," nods Hara, "it's all charged."

"How was the conversation?" Fang Shaoyi asked him.

Harano shrugged: "that's all. I can't decide. I'll have to draft two, three and five. Maybe I'll go there later. Feng Leizi is the best at doing this. His ideas are all given by others. His literary planning is waiting to be done. His heart is growing. "

Fang Shaoyi smiles and wants to walk back with the field. As a result, he is called away to tell the story. Yuan Ye squats on a bench by the side of the road. He wanted to smoke, but when he thought that he had returned to the crew, he carried it in silence.

When Fang Shao came back, harano was chatting with a little girl, who was only four or five years old. Harano touched her pigtail and didn't know what to say.

On their way back, Fang Shaoyi and harano said, "you can go to see the director's rough cut film in the evening."

"Did you cut it these days?" he asked

"Well, not much." Fang Shao took a look at him and said to him.

If Harada didn't do it, he thought, he didn't take it seriously. He won't add his name to the subtitles when the drama is broken. It's embarrassing for him to hang it on the writer's tail. He tried his best, but he couldn't. just after brainstorming, he pushed a script, and then looked back at the perfunctorily added a line. The comparison was even more rubbish.

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