Chapter 490 Song Yingying, who is silently dedicated
Effie Commercial Building is in downtown Hangzhou, where there are many people. If Li Yi easily appears in the public eye, it will definitely be affected.
But Li Yi couldn't care less. He drove directly to the financial district in the city.
He got out of the car, put on his peaked cap, and went directly into the Effie Commercial Building.
But there are so many floors in the building, and it is obviously unrealistic for Li Yi to search for them one by one.
So Li Yi dialed Song Yingying's phone number.
"Dudududu..."
Song Yingying was discussing with guests at this time.
When she saw her phone ringing, she immediately looked at the screen.
When Song Yingying saw the note on the screen was Li Yi, she said to the customer: "Sorry, I have to answer the phone here."
"Okay, it's okay." The customer smiled.
Song Yingying picked up her phone and walked out of the office.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
Song Yingying asked.
Li Yi immediately asked: "Where are you?"
"I'm at Effie Commercial Building!" Song Yingying answered.
Li Yi then asked: "May I ask which floor you are on?"
"Why do you ask?"
"I'm looking for you." Li Yi explained.
Song Yingying knew that there were many people in Effie Shangdun Building. If Li Yi appeared here, he would be easily recognized. She quickly said: "No, why are you coming to me? Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"
"If you recognize it, I'll look for it too. Which floor are you on? Tell me quickly, otherwise I'll search for you floor by floor."
Song Yingying was speechless. She finally asked Li Yi to stay in the hall and find a seat to sit down.
She returned to the office, chatted with the client for a few words, and then hurried downstairs.
Song Yingying came to the living room and looked around.
Finally she found Li Yi in a corner.
"Why are you looking for me? I want to meet a client." Song Yingying became a little dissatisfied.
Li Yi saw Song Yingying and found that she had indeed lost weight recently, so he immediately grabbed her hand and walked to the door of the hall.
Song Yingying didn't know what was going on and immediately asked: "What's wrong with you? Where are you going?"
"Go to the hospital." Li Yiyan said concisely.
Song Yingying was shocked when she heard the words "go to hospital" and quickly said: "If I don't go to the hospital, why should I go to the hospital?"
Li Yi turned around and looked at her: "How long do you want to hide it from me?"
"What are you hiding?" Song Yingying's confidence was getting weaker and weaker. She didn't even dare to look up at Li Yi.
Li Yi asked Song Yingying: "How long do you want to keep this secret from me? Do you have cancer?"
"Who told you?" Song Yingying immediately asked subconsciously.
"Haifeng went to your office today and found the laboratory report on your desk." Li Yi answered.
Song Yingying felt regretful.
I must have been in a hurry yesterday and forgot to put it away.
In the end, Song Yingying seemed to have done something wrong. She said bluntly: "I, I just have a little stomach tumor."
"What do you mean by a little bit? If it's there, it's there. You go to the hospital with me immediately." Li Yi didn't believe Song Yingying's lies. He felt that seeing was believing.
But Song Yingying threw away her hand, and she suddenly became emotional: "I have already checked and found that gastric cancer is in the early stage. What's the use of caring about me now."
"Why is it useless?" Li Yi wondered: "It can still be treated now!"
"Do I want treatment now?!"
Song Yingying's voice suddenly became louder: "Ever since you fell in love, you haven't paid attention to my situation at all. From then on, when you saw me, you only talked about work and work."
"You weren't like this before. You used to talk to Sister Yajie about work, and I was the one who shared your life with you. But why did you fall in love with Sister Yajie after she had an accident? Then I really
I really have cancer, but I have to bear it alone."
Song Yingying seemed to have released all the grievances she had suffered over the past year.
She was crying hysterically.
Li Yi was surprised.
He didn't know why Song Yingying had an emotional outburst.
Looking at Song Yingying who was squatting on the ground crying, Li Yi also squatted down.
He stood in front of her, touched her head and said, "Okay, stop crying, we can cure it."
Suddenly, Song Yingying stepped forward and hugged Li Yi.
She buried her head in Li Yi's arms and cried profusely: "I, I actually don't want to be a general manager, and I don't want you to be famous. It would be great if I were still the little assistant and you were still the tepid actor.
.”
Li Yi did not speak, but continued to touch her head.
Because Song Yingying cried so loudly, many people nearby looked over.
But in the end they still did their own things.
Seeing that Song Yingying was almost crying, Li Yi pulled her to stand up and said, "Okay, let's go to the hospital."
Song Yingying nodded and agreed.
Along the way, the two seemed to have returned to their original state.
Li Yi complained about Song Yingying: "Is what you just said the truth?"
"What's the truth?" Song Yingying said pretending to be stupid.
"You said you wanted to go back to two years ago. Is this true?" Li Yi asked.
Song Yingying nodded first, then shook her head: "But I know I can't go back."
"That's not necessarily true." Li Yile said cheerfully: "What if one day I go bankrupt and become a pauper with nothing, will you still say those words?"
"meeting."
Suddenly Song Yingying looked at Li Yi very seriously.
She said word by word: "I like you, not because you are famous or because you have a company, but because I really like you."
Li Yi was shocked.
He didn't expect that his casual question would turn out like this.
Just when he was about to say something, Song Yingying said again: "But I'm not that kind of person."
"What kind of person?" Li Yi asked.
"I won't poach other people's corners." Song Yingying knew her bottom line: "So I will tell you that I like you, but I will still keep a distance from you."
Li Yi suddenly thought of something.
He said with great interest: "You said, if one day, I become a pauper, Yajie will not leave me, and you will not leave me, then if you both agree, we might as well sneak into other countries.
Then the three of us will live together?"
Song Yingying: "..."
She said speechlessly: "Have you read too many harem stories? How could this happen in reality?"
Li Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry about it for now. Just tell me whether you are willing or not."
At this point, Song Yingying stopped talking.
Her inner thoughts told her that she was willing to live like this.
But moral concepts and ethics prevented her from saying the word "yes".
She asked back: "Do you think Sister Yajie agrees? Stop thinking so much and drive hard!"
When Li Yi heard this sentence, he already understood what she was thinking and said no more.
Li Yi continued to drive, while Song Yingying remained silent.
The relationship between the two, which had just warmed up, suddenly reached a freezing point.
Finally, they arrived at the hospital.
After asking the doctor, Li Yi got a rough idea of his condition.
That is, for now, Song Yingying does not need to undergo chemotherapy.
Now take medicine to maintain the condition and let it disappear naturally.
After all, the cure rate for early-stage gastric cancer is very high, and as long as you have regular check-ups, you'll be fine.
The doctor also told Li Yi not to panic.
After walking out of the hospital, Song Yingying said: "I've told you, don't worry, but you won't listen."
Li Yi patted her head, "What do you mean, don't worry? She has cancer, so don't worry!"
"From now on, stop your position as general manager and go home to recuperate for me. Eat and drink when you need to!" Li Yi ordered.
Song Yingying put on an aggrieved face, but finally agreed to Li Yi's order.
After sending Song Yingying home, Li Yi went to Guoke Film and Television.
He went upstairs, found Chen Yanyu and said, "How about the script of "Parasite"?"
Chen Yanyu was drinking honey, and she immediately said: "I found that your script was very good."
"Oh, what should I say?" Li Yi sat down.
"First of all, your male protagonist Ki-woo faked his graduation from Yonsei University. Among them, Yonsei University, Korea University, and Seoul National University mentioned by Ki-woo's father are the three most famous super-first-class universities in Korea. Only the college entrance examination scores are among them.
Only the top one percent of students have a chance to be admitted.”
"But in recent years, there have been millions of unemployed young people. From a family like Jiyu's, only by being admitted to such a top prestigious school can he find a chance to change his class. So this is why he took the college entrance examination four times without success.
reasons."
Chen Yanyu became more and more excited as she talked, "Your play "Parasite" revolves around these things - first of all, stones!"
She took out the script and turned to the eleventh page: "The appearance of the stone has some origins. The stone in the first half of the movie appeared as a token of luck like a lucky stone. The strange stone summoned the whole story; it was donated by classmate Min Hyuk, so that
This family was able to enter President Park's rich family, enjoy the high-class life in the urban forest with large floor-to-ceiling windows on the sunny lawn in the spacious architect space, and to put it more appropriately, the stone is another stepping stone."
"And the family needs the height of this stone to enter the upper-class residence with large windows and good sunlight. The stone is getting higher and higher, and the stone is rolling bigger and bigger. When pushing the iron door that is like a huge stone, they cannot see it.
The stone rolled down to the bottom of the mountain, returned to the basement, and was knocked out of its original shape.
In the second half, the stone tried to turn into a murder weapon but failed. The stone was no longer a stone. At the same time, the line at the beginning appeared: I am not carrying this stone, it is this stone that is clinging to me.
In the end, the stone sank to the bottom of the mountain stream, and the family paid the price."
Chen Yanyu praised: "I really didn't expect that this stone connected the entire plot."
Li Yi saw that what she said was right, so he asked her to continue talking.
"Is there anything else?" Li Yi asked.
Chen Yanyu nodded, "There is another word, smell."
"The smell of the subway is the smell of the poor. The movie does not reveal the root cause of poverty, which lies in vested interests, class consolidation, systemic malaise and uneven distribution.
The smell of instant noodles, braised beef or Laotan sauerkraut on the hard seats of the train. Taxi drivers from the suburbs of Beijing always smell a northern scent in the back seat who is too lazy to take a shower.
Just like the smelly socks hanging in the middle of the shot at the beginning and end - when you watch it for the second time, the smell will definitely hit your nose. The bottom family of "Parasite" has transformed and packaged their own identity and image.
They just need to be decent and don't realize that the bottom layer is a mark that cannot be removed."
"The last one is architecture. They say good film directors are like architects.
What is obvious about your film is that it is a film related to buildings and full of architectural structural thinking.
Different viewers' perspectives will also get different information from the movie.
What some people are affected by is the building itself, big or small, top or bottom. The poor people's houses keep going down, and the rich people's houses go all the way up from the slopes to the stairs.
Just like in your first shot, this family lives in a semi-basement. Through a window, it is almost level with the ground. You can see passers-by on the road and the half-dirt scenery.
This perspective position, like the camera panning down to the son's face, explains their situation, and you will soon understand that it is also the perspective of an insect, hiding in the corner, dormant under the surface.
Before night comes, drunkards like to urinate under their eyes. They are so lazy that they don’t even want to clean the room, waiting for disinfectant spray to be poured into the house.”
Having said this, Chen Yanyu wrote two more words on the paper: "The last word is rhythm."
"Actually, your movie "Parasite" is a very complicated movie, so complicated that every character can have a connected relationship, and this relationship is more about ideological form, that is, psychological activities.
, which further highlights the subtlety of the script, with many mysteries and thoughts buried under the seemingly joking story.
The first half is mainly about the process of "parasitism". This section can basically be viewed as a comedy. This is the basic routine of your movie. As happy as it is in the beginning, it will be sad in the end.
But in movies that emphasize realism, such absurd story designs are indeed relatively rare. You clearly know that some plots are difficult to happen in reality, but you can't help the audience not believing it. This requires clever narrative techniques."
Chen Yanyu closed the script and said, "Generally speaking, your movie is very good."
After hearing Chen Yanyu's high praise, Li Yi nodded: "Okay, you can look for actors for this movie, and we will shoot it on a different date."
"Okay, by the way, is there any problem with Yingying?" Chen Yanyu asked.
Li Yi shook her head: "Although she has early-stage cancer, the doctor said it is controllable. I have asked her to step down from her position as general manager and let her recuperate for a while."
"Yes, she is too tired. I heard Yao Ting say that she sometimes has to go to your premiere in the middle of the night to write articles for publication."
Li Yi heard what Chen Yanyu said and immediately asked: "What did you say? What article."
Ten minutes later, Li Yi walked out of the office.
He found the Weibo account of "Entertainment Circle Knows Past Events".
He flipped through all the contents on Weibo and realized that the contents on this account were all about himself...
Li Yi finally smiled helplessly, "You girl, you really do things silently..."
