"When I saw the passionate kiss at the end of the script——"
Trevor said that they were trembling. All the memories about the movie were broken by the passionate kiss scene at the end, with tears in their eyes. Regarding this script, they didn't have any jealousy, they just wanted to be able to shoot it with their own hands.
Some things are born extraordinary and destined to leave a name.
This script is.
If they can film this script, their ordinary lives will become extraordinary.
After Trevor rambled for a while, he smiled and shook his head, "As I get older, I talk more."
YaYa said it didn't matter.
In fact, from the moment they called to the time they couldn't wait to come to the door, their sincerity was enough. If it weren't for their age, Yaya would have agreed earlier. Now these heartfelt words made Yaya lean towards them even more.
She looked at the time and saw that it was almost time.
They returned to the conference room and Yaya contacted Li Qingning.
"Duck duck."
Li Qingning appears in the camera.
They just walked in the door.
Sister Xia drove her to the park today. She asked Sister Xia to go back when they were eating. They took a taxi back home. The driver parked the car at the North Gate, which they didn't often go to. Then, Jiang Yang found that the car was at the North Gate.
There is a pretty small model train shop.
He went in and walked around, which wasted a little time, otherwise they would have been at home by now.
Lao Cui and Mike were very surprised to see Li Qingning.
beautiful.
Such a good script and such a good person seem to complement each other.
But then questions arise,
Was this script really written by an Oriental?
That’s too ridiculous!
So much so that Mike couldn't believe it and asked again: "Is this your script?"
Li Qingning shook his head and pointed the camera at Jiang Yang, "It belongs to my husband."
The English they used to communicate was not very understandable to Jiang Yang.
He thought Yaya was looking at him, so he just waved his hand, and then started playing with the train model he bought in the train model store. He felt a little uncomfortable now because the train model clerk had dwarfism.
He was very tall and very short. Jiang Yang didn't see him when he entered the store. When he saw him, Jiang Yang was startled.
The train model he recommended is quite good.
"Well--"
Mike and Trevor thought they were made for each other.
The men are so handsome too.
But this is still nonsense.
It seemed to them that it was very sympathetic, and it was almost a script about their movie life, but it was actually written by someone thousands of miles away, and he was still very young.
It is hard to imagine that he could write lines like "Life is different from movies, life is much more difficult than movies."
but--
When Li Qingning told him that the inspiration for the story came from an old projectionist, they were not so surprised.
In other words, I dare not be surprised anymore.
Now they are asking for help.
If there is no other answer, you can only accept this answer. And from the piano, furniture and other decorations behind the woman, it can be seen that the owner of the script is really not short of money. It would be too much to mess up the matter because of doubts.
.
They went back to the script again.
Li Qingning's only worry is whether the script can be filmed, and not to delay it for several years.
Mike smiled.
How much time do they have? This is their last chance in life, so they will definitely seize it and go all out.
That being the case.
Li Qingning agreed to let them give it a try.
As soon as she said her promise, Lao Cui and Mike laughed happily and high-fived each other. Their excitement made Yaya worried that he was going to have a heart attack. That was not worth the gain.
After being happy, Lao Mai and Lao Cui especially thanked Li Qingning.
Of course, the one they want to thank most is Jiang Yang.
As people who are dying, "Cinema Paradiso" presents to them one by one their childhood, hometown, first love, and then the movie memories and feelings that last long until their death, penetrating into their blood and soul.
Like a dream.
It's like an aging life has been reborn, so be grateful.
Jiang Yang didn't expect these two old men to thank him so much, and he was quite flattered.
After hanging up the video, Li Qingning glanced at Jiang Yang. She had received a lot of praise, and she gradually became a little numb. But Jiang Yang received such sincere praise from Lao Mai, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart.
I especially want to proudly tell others that this is my husband.
She kissed Jiang Yang.
Then, feeling that it was not enough, he lifted Jiang Yang's chin and kissed her again. Jiang Yang's mind was originally on the train model, but now it was no longer there. His breathing became heavier and his hands slowly reached behind his back and his hips.
There is a waist pit there.
Jiang Yang suddenly suggested: "Go to the bathroom."
"kindness."
Li Qingning responded softly.
Only when Jiang Yang got to the bathroom did he remember that there were no crime tools in the bathroom. He had just bought a box of ultra-thin ones. They were very expensive and they were said to be very thin. After verifying them, Jiang Yang felt that the thin ones were just too thin because he was afraid of breaking, so he couldn't help but
This limits the intensity and impact.
It's still early.
Although it is said to be a good medicine for hypnosis, Jiang Yang is still young after all and is still full of energy.
After going to bed, neither of them could fall asleep.
Li Qingning is reading a book with headphones on.
Jiang Yang is watching TV. He has recently discovered a treasure TV series - "Journey to the West".
The Journey to the West shot here is different from the one there, but equally beautiful. The key shooting time point is closer, so it is more refined in aspects such as serving the Tao. This makes Jiang Yang look both familiar and unfamiliar.
He originally liked watching Journey to the West for entertainment, but now it is even more suitable for entertainment.
Now is the part about catching the monk. The four masters and disciples are hiding in the cupboard, which is quite funny.
Li Qingning had already seen it.
But while she was reading, she turned her head and glanced at Jiang Yang, who was looking silly and happy, and felt quite comfortable.
At this moment, Jiang Yang received a message on his cell phone.
Li Qingning picked it up and glanced at the news from the third brother. He said that the uncle who sent the hawthorn pills to Jiangyang passed away yesterday. The aunt was so busy that she had no time to inform the third brother and the others that the funeral would be tomorrow.
What the aunt meant was that in compliance with the uncle's wishes during his lifetime, he hoped that the band could perform at the funeral.
"ah?"
Jiang Yang was shocked when he saw the news. It was too sudden.
He asked his third brother what his illness was.
The third brother said that he died of a heart attack. The uncle had had heart surgery before, so this was considered an old problem.
The third brother is hesitant now whether to agree to the aunt.
after all--
Death rock is not about death.
What's more, although everyone makes fun of it on weekdays, it's really inappropriate for something as noisy as rock and roll to be sung at a funeral. Maybe that's what the old man said at the beginning, but now he really has to follow his last wish——
But then again.
Since they promised the old man back then, no matter whether he was joking or serious, if the old man's wish was not fulfilled, as their fans, they would feel quite sorry for him.
Of course, now it seems that the aunt is very serious.
The price she gave could even cost them a night of singing.
Third brother: "Master Jiang, do you have an idea?"
Jiang Yang thought about it and felt that since there was a funeral tomorrow, they should go there.
As for the performance——
If Auntie wants to insist, there is nothing to say, she will just perform.
"Actually, funerals are often witnessed by living people."
Jiang Yang even felt that when the uncle said that he wanted to use second-hand roses for his wedding, he might not have thought that he would use second-hand rose songs to sing to the living people a hundred years later.
Whether it was a prank or sincere, I must have had this thought.