In a private room of a restaurant in Tianhai City, Peng Yan opened the door and walked in with a humble smile. When he saw Lin Juan sitting in the private room, he bowed slightly and stretched out his hand to say hello with a smile: "Director Lin."
Lin Juan stood up, smiling calmly as always, shook hands with him, stretched out his hand and said, "Sit down."
"Well, congratulations to Director Lin on the success of the movie." Peng Yan said polite words as he sat down. Lin Juan carefully looked at his figure wrapped in a decent black suit and nodded secretly.
This was a man with terrifying self-discipline, and it was precisely because of his self-discipline that Lin Juan set his sights on him.
He has the qualities that fit all new movie male protagonists.
Peng Yan sat up straight in the face of Lin Juan's appraising gaze - of course he would not suspect that Lin Juan was gay.
Although there are everyone in this circle, there were tabloids gossiping that he had a py transaction with a certain rich man...
Why……
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Lin Juan's gaze was just that of a director looking at an actor normally, and he was very familiar with this kind of gaze.
In fact, he had speculations before coming here. Lin Juan's new film has almost spread throughout the entertainment industry, and many people are thinking of ways to do it. Since Lin Juan asked him out at this time, he would naturally have some speculations in his mind.
When his agent received the call, he was crazy with joy.
Lin Juan nodded and didn't waste any time. He handed him a script with a white cover on the table. The four large "Captain of China" in black block letters on the cover were extremely clear.
Peng Yan was confused for a moment when he saw this name.
What kind of movie is this?
This name is a bit embarrassing.
"This is the script of my new play. I want you to be the leading actor." Lin Juan said straightforwardly.
Peng Yan reached out and took the script. The brand-new script exuded the fragrance of ink, and the pages of the book made a beeping sound as he turned it.
"Can I read the script first?" Peng Yan said with a smile.
He was happy, but it was impossible to say that he was completely relieved.
After all, great directors have also made bad films, not to mention that for a new director like Lin Jian, there is no telling whether he will be stable or not. Many people in the industry are still waiting to see how he will perform in his next film.
Lin Juan raised his hand as a gesture of invitation. Peng Yan showed an apologetic smile and read the script with a hint of expectation.
The room was very quiet for the next time. Lin Juan ordered a cup of tea and drank it quietly, then entered the system and selected a movie to watch.
Time passes quietly.
Peng Yan looked calm and serious at first. After reading two pages, a smile appeared on his face. Then he sometimes frowned and sometimes relaxed.
After a while, maybe less than twenty minutes, Peng Yan's brows furrowed and a look of sadness appeared on his face.
He closed the script and said solemnly to Lin Juan: "Director Lin, I acted in this play!"
When Lin Juan came out of the system, he saw Peng Yan with a solemn and excited expression. He was holding the script tightly, which showed his love for the script.
Peng Yan held out his thumb with admiration: "Director Lin is courageous."
Lin Juan smiled sarcastically and did not answer his words, but said: "Then there is no problem with your schedule?"
"No, I haven't accepted any scripts this year." Peng Yan shook his head and said. He has very strict requirements for scripts. Sometimes, no one of his films is released on the market for a year or two.
"Well, that's good. You can make some arrangements. The crew will undergo military training in mid-May, and then the filming will start in July at the latest. It will be completed in October and released in the New Year." Lin Juan said slowly.
Peng Yan had no objection to this arrangement.
After chatting for a few more words, the two were ready to say goodbye. Peng Yan was eager to go back and read the script, but Lin Juan still had a lot of things to do.
Before they left, Lin Juan suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Peng Yan, cherish this role."
Although Peng Yan was a little confused, he still smiled and nodded: "Okay??."
He has not yet realized how important this character will be in film history in the future, but this does not affect his cautious approach. His professional attitude towards the film is generally recognized and praised in the industry.
The two waved goodbye. At this point, the male protagonist was settled, and then came the supporting characters.
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In a mansion somewhere in Tianhai, Han Xiaoxue smiled and handed a script to an old man: "Grandpa, I have a script here that I want to show you?"
The old man, dressed in regular clothes, said with a smile: "What are you showing me in your script, and what kind of chaos is it about the war of resistance?"
"No, please take a look." Han Xiaoxue rarely showed her little daughter's coquettish attitude.
"Okay, let me take a look."
The old man took the script and first took a look at the name and scolded: "What a messy name."
Han Xiaoxue stuck out her tongue and lowered her head to drink tea.
"The description in this script is unrealistic. We didn't have such good conditions at the time."
"Bullshit."
"Well...this part is fine."
As he watched, the old man occasionally complained, but then he stopped talking. Slowly, his eyes began to turn red and his body began to tremble.
Han Xiaoxue hurriedly sat over and wanted to take the script, but the old man squeezed it tightly and looked at a plot in the script with tears in her eyes.
"Grandpa, are you okay? Grandpa, don't watch anymore, we won't watch anymore." Han Xiaoxue quickly patted the old man's back, looking anxious and worried.
"I'm fine." The old man waved his hands tremblingly, put down the script, rubbed his eyes, and said with a choked voice, "I just feel sorry for the 140,000 people who can't go home!"
"They are all dolls just like you."
"Not many of today's young people remember their contributions to this country and this nation?"
"It's because they can't go home!"
The old man's eyes were red and he slapped the table. He became more and more excited as he spoke, crying blood.
Han Xiaoxue also had red eyes and gently stroked the old man's back: "No, no one will forget them. This script was written by a young director and is going to be made into a movie."
"Shoot! You must shoot! If you have any difficulties, ask him to come to me!"
The old man's voice was sonorous and he pointed at the script and said.
"I must let today's young people see what kind of spirit the martyrs of the previous generation have! This is the country they won with their blood!"
"I want to show them! What do Chinese soldiers mean?"
"Bang!"
The old man slapped the table with a force that even a young man could not bear. He turned to Han Xiaoxue and said, "Let that kid take the shot! I'll deal with him if he can't take the shot!"
The old man said sonorously and forcefully, and a kind of awe-inspiring momentum emerged spontaneously.
Han Xiaoxue didn't know whether to be happy or what to do. Anyway, she couldn't laugh or cry, so she nodded and said softly: "Okay, okay."
While comforting the old man, Han Xiaoxue secretly apologized to Lin Juan.
However, he should be...no problem...right?
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Here, Lin Juan just received a call. He saw that the caller had a headache, but it was not good if he didn't answer, so he had no choice but to answer the call.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Director Lin, I'm Liu Yan. Are you free? I'd like to treat you to a meal."