I'm the director, I'm not bad

Chapter 673 670. Little Oolong

"I'm home."

Yang Mi, who was sitting on the sofa, saw Xu Xin pushing boxes into the room, got up and walked this way, and said hello.

"Well... go, go, don't pick me up."

Maybe it's because I haven't seen him for a long time, the two dogs are begging for hugs and pats towards him.

Xu Xin fooled the two dogs, and after handing the box to his wife, he asked:

"Are you so free?"

Looking around, he asked again:

"What about the child?"

"Our dad took him to see the new house. Today, the formaldehyde remover went there to test the concentration of formaldehyde. He took Nuannuan and Yangyang to check the concentration, and then went to the flower, bird and fish market to order some flowers and plants."

"Oh...you're not going?"

"You didn't come back."

While speaking, she pushed the luggage down in front of the room where the washing machine was installed:

"After lunch, we have to pack up in the afternoon."

"it is good."

Although the weather is not warm yet, some things can already be taken to Shijia Hutong.

Move it a little bit, and it will be easy to put it back when the time comes.

Outside, he has to do everything by himself.

But when he gets home, he can be an uncle.

Leaning against the door frame, he looked at the back of his wife who was squatting to open the suitcase, his eyes were slightly warm.

"Are they coming back for lunch at noon?"

"I won't come back. I guess it will be afternoon when I'm done. Let's have Xunzi noodles for lunch? The Qinjiao noodles I bought have arrived."

Hearing this, Xu Xin was delighted.

"Then... don't clean up for now."

"?"

Yang Mi was taken aback.

Turning her head to look at him, she saw her husband pouted towards him upstairs.

The tacit understanding between the couple instantly made her understand the meaning.

"Serving and serving you?"

Hearing this, Xu Xin nodded quickly:

"Mmmmmmm!"

"Smell virtue~"

She gave her husband a blank look with all kinds of flair, and she threw away the clothes in her hand, and stood up:

"elbow!"

……

"Oh, you're crushing my hair!"

It was obvious that she paid back you and me just now, but as soon as she was tender, she left her husband's embrace in disgust.

"Let's go? Go eat, I'm hungry."

"Okay, then you do it."

"No! I'm tired, let's go out and eat."

Obviously just now I said that I want to make scorpion noodles, but I regretted it when I said I regretted it.

Xu Xin couldn't help but rolled his eyes:
"You promised me!"

"I promised you a lot of things! Hurry up, I have to go to exercise after dinner."

"What sport?"

"Lose weight. Director Wang told me to lose weight to less than [-] catties, and I want to bulge my cheekbones on both sides."

Pointing to her round and smooth cheeks, she got out of bed and began to get dressed.

Xu Xin didn't want to go at first.

He has eaten outside for more than ten days, and now he wants to taste the taste of home.As a result, I didn't expect that after a while of you and me, the smell in the house was gone.

Bad enough.

Reluctantly put on his clothes, while waiting for the elevator, he suddenly remembered:
"Oh, by the way, Wu Yuan from Youku called me just now..."

After talking about the matter, Yang Mi nodded casually:

"Then I'll just send a representative there. Why don't you tell Old Wang about Tianlai, I haven't worried about things there for a long time."

"Ah."

Xu Xin responded, and when the elevator arrived, he walked in.

Then he froze for a moment, pointing to the advertisement in the elevator:

"This……"

There are four elevators in the Dahu Mansion, and this one was not the one he took just now.And in the elevator in front of me, there are advertisements on three sides of the wall.

Facing them are the posters of Li Yapeng and Xu Jinglei, below which is a line of words:

""Carrying Love Through to the End" is currently being screened."

"You said this, it's on the 7th or the 8th, it's posted."

Yang Mi had a look of surprise.

Xu Xin was speechless.

Xin said that this enemy can be regarded as hitting his hometown.

asked:

"How did it fare at the box office?"

“12号当天是1800多万。不过长势挺猛的，12、13、14这三天，票房已经过7000万了。”

"What about "Wulin Biography"?"

"As of yesterday, it was 8500 million. It is a certainty that it will break through [-] million in the first week... But the momentum is indeed not as strong as theirs. Have you read the reviews online?"

"No. The schedule is quite busy these days."

"Everyone says that Shang Jing is doing nothing... Hey, well, I don't really care."

Her tone is casual:
"That's the limitation of the script. It's not so much a joke, it's better to see my feelings... Anyway, I gave Wushuang a perfect ending. Besides, the film is not bad."

On hearing this he said:

"I also said that we should go and see together."

"Shishi and I have finished watching, you can go by yourself. I'm afraid to go to the cinema with you now, if I let people see it again, I won't be able to bear any trouble."

Seeing her resistance, Xu Xin did not insist.

Anyway, the movie has just been released, so let's talk about it another day when the heat subsides.

Chatting all the way and getting into the car, Qi Lei's phone call came over suddenly:

"Hey, have you arrived in China yet?"

"Here we are, Yang Mi and I are planning to go out to eat."

"Well, let me tell you, the factory has studied a plan. You can see if it works...We plan to start on the 25th of this month, and use a 500-yuan billboard to promote "Guanyin Mountain."

Yang Mi who was driving was taken aback.

Where is the wind blowing in my heart?
And Xu Xin was stunned after hearing this, and asked:
"billboard?"

"Yes. For a week, the big billboards promoting tourism have been replaced by "Guanyin Mountain". A total of 500 yuan will be given to the publicity to express our support, how about it?"

"Uh……"

Xu Xin immediately recalled the billboard in the elevator just now, and asked:
"500 yuan is a bit low, isn't it?"

"That's not enough? Commercial billboards in Xi'an, counting the railway station, bus station, and airport, how much is the total?"

"...how big a billboard are you talking about?"

"Big billboards, just the big ones on both sides of the road when you get out of the airport and walk into the city."

"The kind standing on top of a mountain?"

Now, Xu Xin was really surprised.

Because this momentum is really not small.

"I think it will work. But... how do we go about implementing this matter?"

"Haha, isn't that simple? It's a matter of one sentence. Submit a plan to the publicity office and say hello. Anyway, it's only a week. These billboards do not occupy private leases, they are all publicized by the cultural tourism. As long as the material fee is paid And labor costs. No problem."

"That's fine. As long as it can be implemented, a week is justified."

"Okay, then it's settled. You don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of it."

"Um……"

After chatting for a while, and confirming the time for him to return to the factory next time, the phone was hung up.

Only then did Yang Mi ask full of doubts:
"Why? Isn't "Guanyin Mountain" from Beijing? What are we promoting?"

Xu Xin explained the ins and outs of the matter.

Now, Yang Mi also frowned.

moment……

Suddenly she said:
"This group of people have such deep thoughts? It's a bit scary."

Hearing the fear in her tone, Xu Xin chuckled lightly:
"Ha~ What about me?"

"What are you?"

"How about your husband and my ability to dismantle tricks?"

"..."

He turned his head and glanced at this proud man...

Her tone suddenly softened:

"I'm afraid you're too tired. Seeing you running here and there every day, I used to feel that I could still catch up with you... But now I feel that it's getting farther and farther away, and I can't help you share anything."

"No need to share."

He leaned back on the seat and hooked his wife's hand on the shift handle.

"You just have to watch me perform."

"...I don't want you to be Zhuge Liang."

"Don't worry, I'm not Zhuge Liang, that's a saint."

Xu Xin smiled and shook her head, putting the back of her hand on her stubble and rubbing it carefully.

Stimulated by Yang Mi's numbness and tingling pain, he looked at the road ahead and said word by word:

"I don't like this kind of intrigue either... But I won't, and I can't be tired. Since I am in this circle, I must work hard to make this environment better. Because only in this way, I will be more comfortable. More What's more..."

Speaking of this, there was a strange taste in his tone.

It is a kind of eagerness to try, who will win the deer, and who is still unknown:
"I also want to see what they will do when it's my turn to play the cards after they have swung the three axes."

"..."

Yang Mi didn't say a word.

In fact, just now, she had such a moment of regret.

Because... She really couldn't figure out how her husband could judge such a thing based on these clues.

Sister Bingbing is like this.

The same is true of the so-called "arms race" before.

She couldn't figure it out.

Can't figure it out.

But after being told by her husband, she was really a little scared.

These people...

Really dark.

This is not a very clear conflict at all.

Everyone maintains a decent face on the surface, but secretly they are trying to put their opponents to death.

before……

She is ignorant.

Ignorance is fearlessness.

But now... After gradually feeling the means of the Beijing circle, she really regretted it at that moment.

Maybe... it's good to be plain?

Be a fencer who doesn't make a statement and who won't offend anyone.

Wouldn't it be great to honestly make your own movies and be your own entertainment company?

But after hearing her husband's words, she knew... that she would never have this kind of regret again.

The war has begun.

He was desperately in front, and he had no reason to shrink back.

Fight brothers, fight father and son soldiers.

He charged ahead with no one around him.

If he doesn't stay with him anymore...then who can he rely on when he is tired?
So, she slowly squeezed her lover's hand.

Even if you are silent, it is enough to express your heart.

Like a promise made on a wedding day.

I will always be by your side until the end of the world...

"Daughter-in-law."

"……what?"

"You're hurting me."

"Uh... oh oh oh, okay."

Yang Mi quickly responded and let go of his hand.

My heart is hanging.

I almost ended the world with my own hands.

……

Whether it is "The Hawthorn Tree" or "Wulin Biography".

In the first year of the Western Film Studio's opening, these two axes have been exhausted.

As for the production of the three films they announced at the beginning of the year...

Frankly speaking, to outsiders, without Xu Xin, it would be useless.

So the heat is not high.

Perhaps it is a big move for a state-owned factory.But for the entire entertainment industry, the three movies...may not even count as splashes.

So, everyone speculates that the next big move of Xiying Film Studio may be "The Piano of Steel"?
probably.

Or maybe it was Director Xu's low-budget production that hasn't been produced yet?
Speaking of...

Cannes should also be submitted for trial.

this movie……

……

"Send it."

On the 17th, Lantern Festival.

Xu Xin held up the phone and said:

"However... To be honest, my definition of this film is quite general. There are not many things that can be discussed in it. It is more appropriate to regard it as a youth-themed genre film than an emotional film. Its upper limit of the script determines the This story is just a genre piece, don't get your hopes up."

"Then let's try."

Qi Lei said:

"There are also many genre films in Cannes every year. Maybe it meets the judges' preferences? The Silver Lion has already been taken, and then I always go to the Palme d'Or and the Golden Bear. You will be busy with "Scorching Sun" in the second half of the year , if it can be shortlisted in Cannes, then the schedule can be adjusted. If it is adjusted to summer vacation, I think the box office will definitely blow out."

"I hope... Is there anything else?"

"No, Happy Lantern Festival. See you at the factory~"

"No, I'm not happy at all."

Xu Xin glanced at the shots on his brand new computer, and sighed helplessly.

"I still have a lot of films and shots to watch, and I'm not happy at all."

"Haha, let's make fun of it. I'm going for the holidays."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xin took the anti-blue light glasses that Yang Mi prepared for him, and clicked on a section of the camera again.

On the 16th, everyone had a meeting at Shuangwei.

Xu Xin brought back a bunch of memory cards that day.

They are all the results of a year of filming by the "Bite of the Tongue" team.

And what he has to do is to filter out these captured things, and filter out those that don't fit the theme, or that don't feel right.

Then summarize the remaining films and sort out a narrative line of the documentary.

After all, as the chief director, he has the final say on what kind of story this documentary will present.

As the drafter of the creative proposal, only he can understand what he wants.

Moreover, for these preserved clips, he still has to think about the deficiencies, sort out all of them, and let the director of the episode make up the shots.

After salting fish for a year, this is the end.

The workload of the whole year is placed here.

He has to explode his liver.

Otherwise, the team stops and loses direction.

then.

On the last day of the Spring Festival, except when he showed his face at dinner, for four or five days in a row, he lived a life of getting up early and working late at night, with black and white reversed.

Then on the 22nd, he arrived in Shanghai with two dark circles like pandas, yawning.

"I don't care, are you and Da Mi anxious to have a second child or something?"

Wang Sicong, who came to pick up the plane, saw his friend's state, so he was scared to death.

And Xu Xin, who didn't go to bed until after 4 o'clock in the morning and came to catch the plane after 7 o'clock in the morning, didn't even have the intention of arguing after hearing this.

After waving his hands, he got into his Maybach.

After lying down on the massage seat in the back row, I fell silent.

"... Mengmeng, what's going on?"

Wang Sicong was shocked.

She even had the urge to call Yang Mi and beg him to let her friend go.

no……

Big honey.

You are a Tiger, not a Succubus.

Don't do this to my friend, can you?
No matter how anxious you are to have a second child, you can't do this, can you?

He was speechless, thought for a while, and sent a message to Apple who was in the business car with Su Meng:
"Apple, take Mengmeng to buy some supplements, such as Cordyceps, and take them to the hotel later."

After posting, he heard Xu Xin's snoring...

I wipe?

Is this asleep?
So, Xiao Wang, the driver all the way, drove the car to Wanda Ruihua Hotel.

Then... the Maybach stopped at the entrance of the hotel and did not move.

Originally, the doorman saw that although the Maybach wasn't blocking the door, it couldn't accommodate the guests, which was a bit inappropriate, so I wanted to come over and remind me.

It turned out that after seeing that the main driver was his eldest son, he immediately saluted.

"Hello, Mr. Wang!"

"Be quiet!"

Wang Sicong was speechless.

Pointing to the back row, it means that someone is resting.

And the doorman glanced in the direction Mr. Wang pointed, because of the angle, he couldn't see who was behind, but he could see someone lying on the seat.

Could it be the chairman! ?
He was a little confused, nodded quickly, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with Wang Sicong, he trotted all the way to notify the lobby manager.

Oh my god!
Mr. Wang personally drove the chairman to come!
The hotel manager who heard the news was also stunned.

Chairman?
Why didn't the chairman give an order?
This... a private interview on Weibo?
Then, a group of people came out in a hurry.

Around to the front of the Maybach.

Wang Sicong, who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, noticed someone outside, and subconsciously glanced around...

Then I was stunned.

What are these people... doing?

He lowered the window suspiciously.

Immediately, people surrounded him.

Manager Huang who is in charge of Ruihua Hotel in Modu:

"President Wang, is the chairman resting?"

"……Who?"

Wang Sicong was taken aback.

Manager Huang was also stunned:

"Director."

"……My Father?"

"...?"

The two stared at each other for a while, and Wang Sicong subconsciously turned his head to take a look.

Where is Xu Xin lying on his back, sleeping soundly.

"...Who said my dad is here?"

Looking at the hotel manager desperately looking in, Wang Sicong was speechless.

The heart said that these people's brains are not purely sick?
The people in your own hotel... are all so stupid*?
Manager Huang also looked at the doorman who had a big oolong.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other.

Finally, Wang Sicong got out of the car helplessly.

He didn't mean to blame the doorman either.

The crime does not end there.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, took one for himself, handed the cigarette case over, and waved his hand:
"It's Xu Xin sleeping in the back. It's okay, it was a misunderstanding... especially you."

After saying something to the doorman, he waved his hand:
"Okay, let's all go back to work..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the doorman for the last time, showing a look of dumbfounding:

"I appreciate your professional attitude, that's...Brother, let's be more careful next time..."

But after finishing speaking, he seemed to realize something, and added another sentence:

"Manager Huang, give him a salary plus a bonus of [-] this month. It's very clever..."

Manager Huang, who originally wanted to blame the doorman, understood what the eldest son meant when he heard it, and quickly said with a smile:

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, we will definitely strengthen the training next time..."

"Well, I don't blame you, it's a very good quality of work to be cautious about guests."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

After lightly resolving the crisis that might cost the doorman his job, he still has something to say.

At this time, the sound of the door opening sounded.

Xu Xin, who still had dark circles under his eyes, got out of the car.

He looked around in a daze:

"Where am I?"

Wang Sicong rolled his eyes, and said with a cigarette in his mouth:

"The Underworld!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Under the speechless eyes of a group of people, Xu Xin was stunned.

Gave him the same big white eye.

Tired, he put his hands on the roof of the car and yawned big:
"Ha... well. Let's go, I'll go back to my room and take a shower, who did you say you wanted to see at noon?"

Seeing his extremely exhausted character, Wang Sicong, who didn't answer, shook his head helplessly, handed over the car keys to Manager Huang, and pointed to the inside of the hotel.

Xu Xin opened the car door again, and took out his laptop bag from inside.

After walking two steps, the two met.

He passed the bag over smoothly:

"Help me hold it, I can't move it anymore."

Wang Sicong took it, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, and the two walked into the hotel together.

Everyone was left looking at each other.

good guy...

Mr. Wang took the bag for him.

In surprise, Manager Huang looked around and handed the car keys to the doorman.

"Behave well in the future."

In a word, according to Wang Sicong's intention, this matter was exposed.

　At the beginning of the month, ask for a monthly pass! ! ! !

　
(End of this chapter)