"Have you watched Barfly, 'Some people never go crazy. What a real horrible life they live!'"

"You mean you're going crazy? Are you and I going crazy?"

"No, I mean we're going to be even more crazy tonight, hahaha!"

On the eastern highway of Kauai Island under the night sky, a black Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle was driving fast, with the headlights illuminating the front. Anastasi in the passenger seat looked at Ye Wei who was laughing and asked in confusion: "You mean?"

"Where is a bar nearby?" Ye Wei asked, tapping the steering wheel with his hands.

"Do you want to drink?" Anastasi was slightly surprised. She was 19 years old and he was 18 years old, not old enough to buy wine. Ye Wei shook his head: "No, I don't worship alcohol, anything else. It's the kind of remote, dark, bar with many rough people and alcoholics."

She was not very clear. The two of them looked around and arrived at this country bar called "Lazy Ju" in the suburbs of the south of Kapa Town. At around 9 o'clock in the evening, although there were not many guests in the simple bar, they were very noisy and the conversation was very excited.

Five drunkards with big arms and thick necks were clamoring at the bar. At this time, a "Hey!" came. They turned around and stopped talking. They stared at the hot young beauty. Her long legs in white shorts made their eyes fascinated.

"Look." Ye Wei kissed Anastasi's lips and walked towards the red-faced alcoholics, saying in a mocking tone: "Do you want to fuck her? Haha, she was so bubbled by me in the bed, you only had a glass of beer, and after drinking, you went home and vented your wives, thinking about your daughter's beautiful classmates to sleep. Do you really have a family? Fuck-all of you! My friends!"

Suddenly, a bearded drunkard suddenly stood up and slammed it with his fist, "You dead boy!!"

Anastasi screamed in shock, his heart tightened. Ye Wei avoided it, swung his fist and fought back, shouting, "Let's fight!!!"

"Hey, hey!" The middle-aged boss behind the bar also screamed: "Go out and fight! Go out and fight!"

...

Does Viy make a good movie?

As "Soul Surfer" approaches the completion of filming, the media and the public are increasingly having this question, and there is too much gossip.

Bethany and her family team were also unclear. Hofstetel began to regret selling the copyright of the project to Ye Wei, although he was also a producer. Everyone was worried while expecting it. If Ye Wei tried his best but didn't shoot it well, it was acceptable; if he didn't shoot it and smash it, no one would be disappointed.

This is also the question of the members of the ss crew. The old guys felt particularly strong. Maybe they were used to Viy in the past, but now he is always a little lazy.

As a producer who has cooperated for three times, Peter Heller couldn't see Ye Wei's condition. Only the director himself knew whether it was good or not.

Life belongs to individuals, and the morale of the crew is still very good, because the work in all aspects is smooth, the work is not a regular work system but not particularly hard, and it is delicious and has good food and accommodation, high bonuses, and the scenery of Hawaii is beautiful, so there is no complaint online and offline.

Ye Wei became a playboy, but for so long, his woman visited the set only once, and Scarlett Johnson left quickly, without affecting the crew's work.

In this regard, Ye Wei's professionalism has been praised by everyone. He has not acted foolishly and regarded the set as his back garden. Even Anastasi Ashley has never visited the set. There are no family, no relatives, no women, and no trouble. Viy is better than most directors.

So the Lion Gate couldn't pick out the thorns. The shooting progress was in line with expectations and budget, and there was no need to increase the cycle and funds. Ye Wei didn't mess up this.

But if you finish the work, it is possible to make a good or bad movie. When isn't it?

In Sean Maurier's opinion, Ye Wei was really much more dull. He didn't know whether this was progress or regression. He did not agree with the director who did not make the film seriously. At least at some moments, viy was still the same viy, and even more crazy.

This became more common after Gia left the crew.

Like when I was filming a surfing scene that day, everyone on the speedboat was filming, Emma Roberts was surfing on the sea.

"Continue to shoot!" Ye Wei suddenly shouted, pulled off the diving goggles on his forehead, and jumped into the sea, and disappeared into the sea with a thud.

"Oh!" Maurel and everyone exclaimed, not knowing what was wrong with him, but continued to shoot as he said. When the waves whizzed past, Emma panicked and shouted after completing the camera: "Wi jumped down? What about Wei? What about Wei? "

Just as everyone was surprised and puzzled, they saw a figure rushing out of the sea in the distance. The speedboat rushed over quickly. He heard Ye Wei shouting: "God, this perspective is great!"

When Viy walked onto the speedboat, the first sentence was: "Shawn, we need to add a few more underwater shots."

At that time, at these moments, Mao Ruier was always inexplicably moved. He believed that other old guys also had this mood. Such a talented director and such passion, this is why they followed him.

...

"Hahahaha! My friends, go fuck the floor, I almost fucked the earth."

On the floor beside the bar in the country bar, three drunk men were lying in pain and moaning. The other two were still sitting at the bar and continued to drink, saying with emotion: "You kid is so good!", "Where did you get the kung fu kid!", "It's so crazy!"

Anastasi was already shocked. For some reason, for a while, Ye Wei was still standing there clapping his palms. The drunks who hit him all fell to the ground. Viy must have learned fighting! She couldn't help but cheer from the constant screams.

"Remember, what I said: If you have the heart to fight at any time, you should have good skills. Why don't you learn?"

She walked away quickly, and couldn't help but hold him in love. She really liked the magnificence that only a man could have.

"Look at you! You are some kind of sincere people." Ye Wei said, taking out his wallet and taking a few hundred-dollar bills on the bar, "I have invited you this meal. I like you because you are angry and take action. I dare say that many people have never tasted this kind of taste! Even if you are giving your middle finger, many people have never."

He hugged Anastasi's shoulder and walked out of the bar. The middle-aged boss said angrily: "Madman, madman, don't come again!"

"You are incredible," said Anastasichi, "but will it get into the media?"

"I don't care, I just need no legal responsibility."

"If it spreads, they will definitely say you won't do serious things..." Anastasy stopped talking, and actually dating her was already within the scope of criticism.

Ye Wei laughed and walked towards the off-road vehicle parked by the road, saying to her: "There are two sources of creation, just like light and darkness, two sides of a coin, whatever."

"The first kind...how to say it, when you are in wonderful innocence, embracing love and kissing nature, the world is so cute, you can laugh, laugh, and laugh.

Your youth, passion, passion, life, breathing, everything has meaning, everything is so good. Even if the wind blows on your face and sees the trees grow tender buds, Oh my god, that's great. Inspiration will surge, and you want to praise, express, maintain, and love with the best psalms."

The two returned to the off-road vehicle, Ye Wei turned on the fire and headed towards the Marriott Hotel in Lihue.

"What about the other kind?" Anastasi was a little fascinated by hearing it. Although he didn't understand his words very much, he really loved him more and more.

"Another kind?" Ye Wei looked at the road ahead and said, "Charles Bukowski, do you know? A great writer, a pioneer artist, a rebellious old man. In any case, someone asked him, 'What advice do you have to do to young writers?' He said, 'Drink more, smoke more, fuck more women.' He asked him, 'What advice do you have to do to old writers?' He said, 'If you are still alive, you don't need any advice.'"

Anastasi asked: "So?"

Ye Wei shrugged and said, "He is really a sensible person. I mean, if you are not in the first type and you have a beast in your heart, then you might as well be an unscrupulous bastard, challenge, mess around, burn your pain, and pee on the ruins of your collapsed world.

I don’t like drinking and smoking, but I like to fuck women. Fucking is an interesting thing, especially fucking driven by physical desires. The most obscene but primitive pursuit is to fuck women! But you are not a primitive person. After fucking, those bright yearnings will make you fall into emptiness, very darkness, and you are very close.

You are not a poet or an artist, you are just a fly, a hybrid!

You have a cold, nothingness, like death feeling, no tomorrow, no hope, no bondage! That means you have arrived.

Creating a bastard who is just a mama, you will also release yourself at this time. Your nature, subconsciousness, and inspiration will be like... fuck it, fuck it, fuck it! You can choose to fall into darkness or fight toward the light, which will make you burst into pieces, the old tricks of good and evil."

"You are... the second type?" Anastasi asked, and suddenly felt that he was full of worries, not just a playboy.

Ye Wei smiled, turned the steering wheel, but said without answering, "I now understand why some of the various creators of his horse are crazy, morally corrupt, and mentally ill. Everyone has quirks, to put it nicely, but in order to be a normal person and live in the big world of human beings, most people restrain these quirks and abandon their talents. If a person wants to release his instinct and show off his quirks, he will become a bird."

"You used to be the first one?" she asked, very curious: "You didn't have this before, and you made good movies."

"Let me say so." Ye Wei pondered for a while, his eyes flashed with something, "The first type is hard to meet, and the second type is hard to find. Innocence and beauty are the most rare things in the world. It is impossible for everyone to have a share, and even children will not have a share."

He looked at her and asked with a smile: "What do you think is the greatest trait of a human being?"

"I don't know." Anastasi shook his head.

"Being born lonely, loneliness is not the greatest trait and it is definitely one of the greatest traits. But the greatest instinct of a person is to escape from loneliness, find others, cry when he is born, and want to attract other people's attention. We love freedom, but we love freedom even more. The bondage comes from your family, love and friendship, because you are no longer lonely.

With those, you are not just a food and shit, you are no longer alone.”

Ye Wei said softer and softer, "The first type is not lonely, the second type is lonely; the first type is in the sky, and the second type is on the ground."

"Then which kind of thing are you?" Anastasi continued to ask, insisting on asking what was going on.

"It's somewhere in between." Ye Wei reached out to grab her, "With your company, how could I be lonely?"

"Does it work?" Anastasike is also a fan of Viy, "between the two? Now?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Well, actually, I'm talking nonsense, in order to make myself feel more happy, hahaha!"

Ye Wei laughed loudly, and when he stepped on the accelerator, the off-road vehicle accelerated.

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"I thought my resignation caused him to be alert. I didn't want him to become better, just to be alert! But I heard that he is still the same, going out to fool around every night, not this woman, but that woman. Grandpa, can he make a good movie in his current state?"

"When we were young... we would have crazy time. There were also those who were addicted to women all their lives, Ross Mel and Roger Vadim, but they were filming..."

"I know! Those big-breasted female B-level erotic films in "The Adventures of the Little Wildcat" are filmed by Viy. The story of sunshine and inspirational. If he films "How I Go to Sleep with Five Women", I will be his assistant director, that little bastard..."

"I think Weige's problem is not female sex. He just shows that, he is experiencing changes in life."

"Can life change be like this? It's like an excuse to indulge yourself. He always has his reasons, and he also said that going on dates is for creation, and he talks about them one by one. You didn't see him, which made me feel that he was arrogant. When he talked about him, he said he knew that he would not change his character afterwards."

"Weige is a genius, but he is too young and has a lot to go."

"I'm most afraid that he is not confused or a problem. I really think he has worked hard and done well, but he hasn't."

"It is also possible that independent film creation is the director's personal experience. I've been confused and I've tried it."

"You tell me a few words of him. It's enough crazy. It's time to go back. Just say 'Listen to me, I'm the old man who made "Apocalypse Modern"!"

"Gia, no one can say this kind of time."

"Oh! Then let him die, everyone should watch him die."

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In the luxurious suite of sea views at the Marriott Hotel Lihue, the king-size bed is shaking wildly, the passionate sounds, the female humming and panting sounds in the night wind.

Anastasi's bronze skin was covered in sweat, and she lay on the bed with her head hanging down, and her brown hair swayed with the impact...

"Wait...I got it!"

The power behind him suddenly stopped. Anastasi's confusion suddenly became a little confused. She sat up and looked at it. Ye Wei moved excitedly to the edge of the bed, took the paper and pen from the bedside table and wrote it down.

"Ye." She lay down helplessly, the flush on her face retreated. Although it was not the first time she did, she was depressed every time, "What did you think of again?"

"A little detail." Ye Wei wrote quickly. Anastasi looked at him sideways, caressed his back, and asked angrily: "What were you thinking when you got to me?"

"My brain is a multi-core CPU, and I think of many things at the same time. The inspiration is like a climax. You really don't know when this bastard will come."

"Are you okay..." She couldn't wait, and her legs couldn't help but grind, "Sometimes, you're so weird."

"Yes, you're fucking the youngest Oscar nominee for Best Director." Ye Wei said, drawing some camera lines before putting the pen and paper back. He lay down on the bed and hugged her, continued to move, and laughed and shouted: "let's-do-it!"

The previous soft voice rang again.

Ye Wei raised the corner of his mouth, Master Jiya, I will prove that you are really wrong, I have not taken the movie seriously.
Chapter completed!