The plan to visit the special effects factory was postponed to Sunday the next day.
Lu Yin knew that Jian Zhiyan did not have a car, so he arranged for his driver to pick her up. When he arrived at the suburban industrial park, the staff had just sent away the N wave of media.
This project is Zhongjun’s big project this year. It has been warmed up online and offline for a long time. As soon as it was unveiled yesterday, it was filled with praises.
On the way to Jian Zhiyan's arrival, four out of ten news items were about him.
A tall silver building is right in front of you. The silver-topped Maybach slowly stops. The driver opens the door for Jian Zhiyan. There are people waiting outside.
"Mr. Lu has an interview today and he can't leave, so he asked me to be the tour guide. Miss Jian can just call me Xiaopang."
Jian Zhiyan looked around, and everyone looked in a hurry. From this, we can imagine how busy Lu Yin was. Of course, Jian Zhiyan would not care about him. He even felt that having a tour guide meant that he valued her.
"Then I'll trouble you."
The tour started in the equipment room. Xiaopang explained all the way about orbital high-speed cameras, large graphics processors, and many expensive equipment, which made him foam at the mouth.
Come to the editing room.
Xiaopang started to introduce the film resolution again, "The finished film we produce here can be truly 8K, which is 16 times that of ordinary Blu-ray."
"Unlike many video websites now, which claim 1080P, they are actually pretending to be 1080i. You tell me, 1080P is almost outdated. This is worthy of bragging."
"Oh yes, Miss Jane, do you know what 1080i is."
"Interlaced scan."
Jian Zhiyan was looking down at the console and answered casually, "1080i is interlaced scanning in the vertical direction of the screen, and 1080P is progressive scanning."
Xiaopang opened his mouth, showing a trace of surprise. It wasn't that this question was difficult, but that beautiful women shouldn't be good at this kind of question.
He looked at it secretly in his heart and suddenly came to some conclusion.
The last stop is Green Screen Cinema.
From the dome, to the walls, to the ground, there is a green screen with no blind spots. This is the place where cliff scenes and jumping scenes are filmed.
Xiaopang suggested to go up and have a look, "It's five stories high, do you dare?"
Jian Zhiyan smiled: "Why don't you dare."
The simple elevator moves up slowly. The only floor of the car is a piece of thick glass, and the surrounding guardrails are connected with steel bars. There is no problem with safety, but it does not mean that your legs will not feel weak when you stand on it.
Jian Zhiyan was a little afraid of heights. When the elevator stopped and opened the door, she realized that it was reasonable for Xiaopang to suspect that she didn't dare, because standing here really felt like standing on a cliff, with no obstructions around.
Only the blower was overhead, blowing loudly.
This is how the dashing flying around in fairy tales comes about.
Jian Zhiyan smiled bitterly and stood on the edge of the elevator. Her legs felt like lead. But out of professional love, she still grabbed the railing and stepped down with all her strength, standing on a high platform dozens of meters high.
At the end of the visit, Xiaopang handed over his mobile phone and said, "Miss Jian, you are beautiful and sassy, let's exchange WeChat messages."
Jian Zhiyan also felt that the two of them were quite compatible, so she quickly scanned the QR code to join them.
When he passed, Xiaopang finally couldn't help it and asked her, "Miss Jian, with your conditions being so advantageous, are you the next big star our boss wants to promote?"
Jian Zhiyan asked back: "Does your boss often praise female celebrities?"
"Uh..." Xiaopang felt embarrassed for a moment, "No, no, the artists in our company are all fed resources based on their performance. The boss only focuses on projects and seldom cares about the affairs of the people below."
Xiaopang probably thought of himself as Lu Yin's love interest, that's why he changed his tune so quickly.
Jian Zhiyan said without revealing anything, "My brother is friends with Mr. Lu and knows that I am interested in the film industry, so he asked me to come and have a look."
"Oh! Oh! It turns out that Miss Jian and Mr. Lu are family friends." Then there is nothing to eat.
Xiaopang breathed a sigh of relief and started talking again, introducing industry trends.
The end of the tour was the studio next door, where Lu Yin was conducting interviews. Xiaopang sent Jian Zhiyan there and left.
Lu Yin was surrounded in the middle of the studio. He was in the light and Jian Zhiyan was in the dark. He didn't see her at first. Jian Zhiyan was not in a hurry. She found a small stool and sat by the wall, watching him work.
The female host was asking questions, and Lu Yin looked at her, probably because he wanted to be on camera. His eyes were very gentle, which was different from his usual alluring and cold eyes.
This undoubtedly aggravated the host's nervousness. She crossed her legs tightly and sat in a stiff posture.
Lu Yin, on the other hand, was much more casual. He had one button unbuttoned at the collar of his iron-gray shirt, and his elbows rested on the armrests of the sofa. When he spoke, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, with a smile on his lips, and his eyes scanned the entire audience.
Then a meal.
He saw Jian Zhiyan and raised his lips slightly. This expression made Jian Zhiyan sit up straight unconsciously, but before she could respond, Lu Yin's eyes turned back.
Facing the camera, he said, "...the film industry is a derivative of modern industry, and at the same time, it is closely integrated with the current public aesthetics...
Five minutes later, during the intermission, Lu Yin left the staff on the stage and walked down. As he walked, he took off the microphone on his collar and handed it to the staff.
Jian Zhiyan stood up and faced him, while remembering the report she had read before.
The media speaks very highly of Lu Yin. He has been labeled as a leader in the film industry, an ace investor in the entertainment industry, and so on.
At this moment, Jian Zhiyan suddenly understood what his prominent status meant in just four words.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Lu Yin came over.
"No, I just came from the studio next door." Jian Zhiyan said, "The guide's explanation was very interesting. I gained a lot throughout the morning, and I would like to thank Mr. Lu for the arrangement."
Lu Yinxiao: "Let's have lunch together?"
Jian Zhiyan didn't want to refuse, but she tilted her head and looked behind Lu Yin. A large number of people were waiting for him. There were also staff poking their heads at the door waiting to report, so she asked him.
"Are you sure you can walk away?"
Lu Yin turned his head, took a look, and laughed, "It seems a bit difficult."
"Next time."
Jian Zhiyan is not a clingy girl, let alone with Lu Yin. They just ended their tit-for-tat confrontation and immediately switched to the Taoyuan sworn style, which is obviously not suitable.
"Mr. Lu is busy, I'll go back first."
"I'll ask the driver to take you there."
As the car drove out of the industrial park, Jian Zhiyan sat in the back seat, feeling relaxed.
The driver's phone rang midway, and since he was driving, he played it directly via Bluetooth.
The other party, who should be a secretary or something, informed the driver, "Mr. Lu's flight in the afternoon has been arranged. It will take off at four o'clock. Just arrive half an hour early."
Driver: "I understand."
Secretary: "Where are you now?"
Driver: "I'll help Mr. Lu drop off a friend and return to the industrial park before two o'clock. Don't worry, there won't be any delays."
The phone was hung up and the car became quiet.
The scenery outside the car window goes backwards rapidly, as if the fast-forward button has been pressed on the city, with a sea of people and traffic, busy and busy.
Especially for big bosses in high positions, being busy is more normal than eating three meals a day.
This also reminded Jian Zhiyan of the night before yesterday.
Lu Yin sent a driver and after dealing with Zhou Chenchen, why did he come in person? Why did he come in the rain at night when he could just send her a text message to tell her.
After that, she stayed by her bedside all night, willing to devote her time, which seemed quite luxurious to the busy Lu Yin.
But what’s the purpose behind this? Is it really to take care of my friend’s sister?
The corners of Jian Zhiyan's mouth curved, and there was a trace of interest in her eyes. Although she was drunk that night, Lu Yin held up a black umbrella and walked in the light, walking in steps. She had to admit that the old man was still a bit handsome.