But the drizzle outside the window was still beating on the eaves, making bursts of noise.
An Xiao actually always advocates going to bed early.
but……
I don't know if it's because of the heavy rain or because I feel a little depressed. I can't sleep tonight. When I close my eyes, I think of this afternoon's meeting.
The current Chinese film industry is in a golden period of vigorous development. Anyone can foresee what this industry will be like in five or ten years...
But at the same time, Chinese films are shrouded in the haze of the old order, and various forces are as entrenched as iron barrels. It is difficult to establish a new order.
The only way is to break everything into pieces and then create a new order. But how difficult is it to really break everything?
"We don't mean to target anyone, Deputy An, I hope you can understand that many of us have witnessed the gradual rise of Chinese films from their early days and their integration with international standards. We have also witnessed "Overlord" rush to Cannes and make the film more popular.
The world is astonished... Everyone here has had his or her own peak period, but some are longer and some are shorter... We just want to make a living and do things like killing people and killing donkeys, and we do it in a practical way.
It’s so untrue.”
"Yes, we are just talking openly and honestly today. This is also what I, Shen Jinsong, say from my heart. The younger generation of directors still need to hone their skills. They have not officially become official. How can we safely hand over this industry to some young people?
Boy? Although their box office looks good now and they can handle it, but as Director Cao Bangguo said, everyone here used to be very powerful..."
"As for "Overlord" today, I can say that there is no problem with the box office exceeding 700 million. Moreover, the stills of "Overlord" are hanging at the entrance of the Cannes Film Festival. This is the pride of the Chinese people. Deputy An, you are too young.
We are too impatient to do things, and you have misunderstood us. We have no intention of covering the sky with one hand, we just feel that this industry cannot do without us..."
"Yes, Director Chen is right. We know the relationship between you and Zhou Yang, but I will venture to say a few words that may not be pleasant to the ears. Zhou Yang is indeed powerful, but now he simply cannot support this industry. These
We have dealt with Hollywood movies in 2016, and we know very well that if Zhou Yang had not relied on all kinds of hype, how much would his movie box office have been? 700 million for "Infernal Affairs"? Deputy An, do you believe it?"
"Yes! Our requirements are not high, we just want to be treated fairly and everyone is on the same starting line..."
"..."
The conference room was very noisy.
Many directors from the older generation came.
Cao Bangguo, Shen Jinsong, Chen Kai, including president Feng Minmin and others all came.
At the meeting, a variety of voices were swirling in the air, and everyone had an expression of unwillingness and aggrievedness on their faces. If he hadn't known the inside story, An Xiao would have really felt that he was doing something to get rid of the trouble.
Things like donkeys and cunning rabbits being killed and lackeys being cooked.
Faced with being "forced into the palace", An Xiao naturally could not compromise. She just looked at them coldly and allowed these people to confuse right and wrong, and ultimately did not make any changes to the rules.
The meeting ended up being unhappy. After that, An Xiao received a call from the old leader.
The old leader's voice on the phone was gentle, but he tried to persuade An Xiao with some seriousness.
The content of An Xiao's advice was similar to that of Xu Kangnian, with words such as "Slow down," "Don't be willful," "It will affect your career," and "It's easy to achieve this year's goals steadily."
After listening to these words, An Xiao finally simply responded with a few words and then hung up the phone.
On the way back, she felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness, as if she was moving forward slowly against the wind and rain.
When passing by Zhou Yang's company and seeing Zhou Yang coming down, An Xiao felt a lot less lonely, especially when Zhou Yang said, "If they go on strike, let them go. Let's see who laughs in the end."
Finally..." After saying something like that, a nerve in An Xiao's heart was touched, and she was moved beyond measure in an instant.
Even though she knew these words were just to comfort her and cheer her up.
But I still feel extremely warm in my heart.
Two years ago…
That young, humble young man, full of pride at this moment, handed himself an umbrella in the wind and rain, and followed him to face the wind and rain.
Moreover, she knew that this young man would always stand with her from now on, supporting her in every way and to the best of his ability, without ever having any complaints.
The sound of wind and rain outside the window seemed to be lessened.
When An Xiao thought of this, her originally depressed mood was slightly relieved. She walked out of the house, ready to drink some water and lie down on the bed to have a good sleep, but she found that the light in the study downstairs was always on.
She put on a nightgown and walked downstairs quietly. When she was near the door, she stopped.
Vaguely, she heard the crackling sound of the keyboard...
She glanced at Zhou Yang's room subconsciously, but saw that Zhou Yang's room was open.
She stood at the door for a long time, and complex emotions suddenly rose in her heart. At that moment, she felt her heart was slightly poked, and her nose was extremely sour and uncomfortable.
He really stayed up late writing a notebook!
At this time, she suddenly heard the keyboard sound stop, and then the door opened instantly, and then...
"An Xiao? It's so late and you haven't slept yet?"
"I came down to take a drink of water, but you... why didn't you sleep?"
"When I came back, I had a phone call with Director Huang, and then I wanted to finish the book of "The Grandmaster 2: Top Gun". There were only a few words, and now I'm almost finished..."
"..."
An Xiao suddenly trembled, and the mixed emotions in her heart surged out. Especially when she looked at the dark circles and slight fatigue on Zhou Yang's face, a thousand words in her heart suddenly choked in her throat. After a while, she
I felt my eyes were slightly moist: "I'm sorry..."
"Mr. An, are you okay?"
There was the sound of wind and rain outside.
Inside the room, Zhou Yang saw An Xiao's eyes were red for the first time. He was panicking. He stretched out his hand but was stunned on the spot. He didn't know how to comfort An Xiao...
He has known An Xiao for such a long time, and this is the first time he has seen An Xiao behave like this.
He dug into his pocket for a long time before taking out a few wrinkled napkins.
"No, it's okay. I'm sorry. Maybe I was too willful..." An Xiao did not dislike the napkin. After taking it, she wiped it on her face.
"Mr. An, what are you talking about and how willful you are? You have always been very good..." Zhou Yang read so many love books, but when his mind suddenly encountered this situation, his brain suddenly shut down.
A voice in his heart reminded him that when a girl is like this, he must hug her and hug her hard. This is when she is at her weakest.
But after holding out my hand for a while, it finally felt inappropriate.
"Have a good rest and don't worry about this anymore..."
"I thought of a few notebooks, wrote the outline and then went to bed... for an hour or two at most!"
"Then..." An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang's determined look and hesitated: "I'll watch it with you!"
"I'm not used to this, so you should go to sleep first."
"Then, okay...I'll wait for you outside. You must sleep in two hours! If you don't sleep, I won't sleep."
"this……"
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People living in this world are mostly busy.
From when I was born, I was busy crying, to when I died, I was busy opening my eyes, hoping to see one more glimpse of the world.
Zhou Yang did not have any ambitious ambitions, nor did he want to leave something in this world, or even create a work that would be famous for generations to come.
This world is both familiar and unfamiliar to him. Sometimes he wakes up like a dream. He doesn't know when he wakes up and finds that he does not belong to this world and has returned to the original world.
But An Xiao's appearance gave Zhou Yang a sense of belonging and longing.
She pulled him out of the mud, like a ray of light, making him feel extra warm and real.
Therefore, he cherishes everything.
The storm at night finally stopped.
Zhou Yang felt very warm in his sleep, and couldn't help hugging him, feeling that his body was slightly stiff and then gradually became soft, like a pillow.
The sun shines on the window, bringing a sense of warmth, and a gust of wind blows, making it extremely cool.
Autumn has arrived.
Zhou Yang opened his eyes and found himself lying alone on the edge of the bed in the study...
He was writing in front of the computer in the early morning, and he felt very tired. Then he thought about squinting for a while, and then he squinted until early in the morning.
After Zhou Yang got up, he saw a few long hairs, and his thoughts began to wander unconsciously.
Turn on your phone habitually.
[I went to work, breakfast is downstairs]
[I read the script a little bit and took a few photos of the "Grandmaster 2" sample draft, which I will review first.]
After reading the text message, Zhou Yang felt himself chilling, and then realized that he had taken off his shirt.
But the pants are still in good condition.
"Did An Xiao sleep with me last night?"
This idea came to his mind, and he suddenly felt silly. Then he stood up subconsciously, got dressed in a hurry, and looked at the three script outlines typed on his computer. The script outline was not bad.
After it was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then I hung up the script of "The Grandmaster 2 Top Gun" on the printer, and while printing it, I went downstairs to eat.
More than an hour later.
At around 9:30, Zhou Yang received a call from Huang Jiacheng.
After making an appointment at a time and place, Zhou Yang took the script and walked towards the company.
On the way, Zhou Yang called Wang Shuai again...
After Wang Shuai received the call, there was no hesitation in his words.
"Is "Infernal Affairs 2" ready to start filming?"
"There are other books."
"What book?"
"Well, Director Wang, let's go to the conference room to talk."
"Oh, okay, by the way, I'm with Shen Changwei. If it's convenient, can I take him with me too?"