From Xiangjiang Martial Arts in the 70s

Chapter 34 Yuan Aijia's New Trendism
"Wu Changyun, I'm here to play with you." Yuan Aijia rushed into the room carelessly wearing a suspender dress with bare feet.Chen Sisi followed behind, hanging the windbreaker coat on the hanger.

"This one wasn't in the theater before."

After Fushun met Chen Sisi in the imperial capital last time, the two never met each other again.

"Why are you here?" Wu Changyun raised his eyes and saw Yuan Aijia smirking at him.

"Why can't I come? I happened to be with Third Sister and came here. We are very good friends in private."

Yuan Aijia's remarks caused Chen Sisi to smile from ear to ear, and the three of them sat on the sofa with their own attention. At first glance, apart from Wu Changyun's bare feet, Yuan Aijia was also there. Without knowing it, they thought they were both It's the owner of the house.

"However, why did you choose such a place? I like it very much. The yard is bigger than grandpa's house."

"Okay, come and play as often as you like."

"Yes, I will." Yuan Aijia nodded without any surprise.

Wu Changyun handed the script to Chen Sisi, she glanced at the beginning, then frowned, her expression was not very relaxed, but Yuan Aijia repeatedly proofread many places with Wu Changyun, including the psychology of the characters and the audience's perspective, etc. wait.

"I'm afraid we can't use this script."

Chen Sisi let go of his hand, clamped the script drawing board, and was snatched away by Yuan Aijia.

Wu Changyun sat upright, took out two cans of soda from the refrigerator and handed them to the two of them.

"This story is good, but the subject matter does not meet our company's requirements. Even if I say yes here, this script will not be adopted." Chen Sisi said with a sigh. From the bottom of my heart, I hope to have a pleasant cooperation with the other party, but this matter really cannot be discussed.

"Okay." Wu Changyun nodded. If he gave this script to Golden Harvest or Shaw Brothers, it might fetch a good price.

Seeing that Yuan Aijia was still clinging to the script, Wu Changyun didn't have the nerve to go forward to grab it. This guy seemed to want to study every plot in the script thoroughly.

"In that case, let's play cards."

Wu Changyun took out a box of cards from the drawer and said to the other three.

"Yes, I wonder if the two ladies have time."

Chen Sisi agreed with a wry smile, recalling that he had worked so hard just now to finish the filming in a hurry, but he came here just to play cards.Every day, she had to deal with the busy schedule arranged by her agent, especially her eldest sister Xia Meng was unwilling to attend any commercial advertisements, which also led to many cooperations with Shi Hui and herself.

"You guys play first." Yuan Aijia dismissed the three of them, while he lay on the sofa and stared at the script on the drawing board.

Yuan Aijia had just returned to Hong Kong not long ago, and what occupied most of her interest, apart from the Mandarin movies sent by her grandfather, were all kinds of foreign blockbuster masterpieces.This script is different from the current environment of Hong Kong movies. The three elements of horror, suspense and warmth are combined.Yuan Aijia counted that among all the screenwriters he knew, no one could combine these three points so perfectly.

"I originally thought you were a filmmaker, but I didn't expect you to be a genius at writing scripts." Yuan Aijia murmured.

The three people present were all stunned by Yuan Aijia, her stern expression with her feet raised made everyone feel abnormal.

"I won't let you sell this script to others, I bought this script." Yuan Aijia took the script off the drawing board.

Wu Changyun pointed at the two with a puzzled expression and asked, "Aren't you together?"

"Of course not. I bought this script in the name of myself, Yuan Aijia. Don't worry, I will give you a reasonable price." Yuan Aijia patted his chest and assured that this script looks at the global market. Absolutely no worry about not being sold, Yuan Aiga has another advantage over Wu Changyun, that is her friends overseas.

"And you, Miss Ben also bought it, let's make a price." Yuan Aijia stood on the sofa and pointed at Wu Changyun.

"You can't sign the deed of sale now, you are obviously an irrational venture capitalist, hahaha." Wu Changyun glanced sideways at Yuan Aijia and agreed casually, but he didn't suspect that Yuan Aijia was short of money.

Yuan Aijia showed an embarrassing expression. Compared with Wu Changyun's jokes, her ghostly thinking ran throughout. If possible, she really hoped to buy Wu Changyun, but what would she do if she bought it?Yuan Aijia thought for a while and said in his heart: "Make money for me, raise horses for me, write scripts for me every day, and write my travels all over the world into a travelogue!"

"Okay, okay, let's play cards."

Wu Changyun patted the table, Yuan Aijia jumped a few steps on the sofa and sat down on the chair.The four played cards happily for a while, and everyone had no desire for money on the daily poker table, so the punishment for the loser became a white note.Never expected to play until the end, Chen Sisi's face was covered with white paper strips, almost covering his face completely, while Wu Changyun and Yuan Aijia were not defeated.Ever since Wu Changyun crossed over, he feels that his way of thinking has changed, which may be the result of his growth after putting his dreams into practice.

When the four of them were fighting fiercely, at the gate of the hospital where Wen Jing's mother was, a group of people blocked Wen Jing's way and grabbed her into a Buick car.

"Finally caught this girl, do you smoke, Brother Jun?" The bald man who drove the car looked back at Wen Jing's appearance, then turned his head and handed a cigarette to Ma Jun, the co-pilot.

"Fire." Ma Jun said.

The bald head is a thug chasing usury in the vicinity. When chasing Wen Jing's father Wen Hua's debts, he had a lot of dealings with Wen Jing's mother and daughter. We have to rely on people to help us.

"Brother Jun, she is Fang Liang's god-sister, it would be a little bad to touch her."

"Fang Liang? Damn, who is he? Do I have to look at other people's faces when I do things?" Ma Jun asked back.

"Of course you don't need it, but we still have to live in this land after all."

"As for your little business, do it with us in the future." Ma Jun said disdainfully.

"Okay, Brother Jun appreciates it, and I will obey Brother Jun's orders from now on."

A group of people threw Wen Jing tightly bound into an old car factory. In addition to the bald group, Ma Jun deliberately parked two cars nearby.The bald head grabbed Wen Jing's hair and pressed her on the chair. The bruised Wen Jing who had just rubbed on the ground just now had blood in her eyes.

The bald head took off the rag from Wen Jing's mouth, held a mobile phone in front of Wen Jing and said, "Call your grandma."

"Death bald, aren't you afraid that Brother Liang will retaliate against you?"

"Stop talking nonsense, call your grandma and ask her to bring over 100 million, otherwise you won't know if it's enough for you today, brother Jun, right?" the bald head turned to Ma Jun and said.

Seeing that Wen Jing refused to hit her, Ma Jun went straight up and slapped her.

"Brother Jun, if you fight again, you will die."

Ma Jun's hand didn't stop until Wen Jing gradually lost consciousness, and finally pressed grandma's number on the pager.

As soon as Yuan Aijia and Chen Sisi were sent away here, Wu Changyun received a call from Grandma. Grandma was sobbing on the phone, choked up for a long time before she said to Wu Changyun: "Quiet, she was taken away by debt collectors."

"Talk slowly." Seeing that her grandmother was in a hurry, Wu Changyun hoped that she would explain what happened first.

Grandma told Wu Changyun about Wen Jing's father's debts, as well as Wen Jing's god-brother Fang Liang, and the debt collectors who followed Wen Jing's father's disappearance in recent years and temporarily stopped looking for trouble.

"Did you withdraw money?" Wu Changyun asked.

"I mentioned it, I want 100 million, I don't have so much money." Grandma was really anxious at the moment.

Wu Changyun thought for a while, is he going to ask Lard Boy for help this time?Obviously, he can't rely on Lei Luo's influence for everything. This year is the end of the year, and the establishment of the ICAC in 74 will not last long.

"Let's go back to the teacher's gate." Wu Changyun said firmly.

"Huh? Do you really want to bother the brothers? Then I'll go drive."

　Thank you for your reward and support. As a book writer, I don’t have any unique skills to show you (laughs). I hope this book will get better and better. Like many audiences, I also watched the story of this book gradually become fuller.

　　
　
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