my movie universe

Chapter 31 The Actor's Story

"Goodbye."

"Come over to my house for dinner tomorrow night, it's rare to come back."

"it is good."

"..."

After sending Zhao Fang and the others away, Chen An looked back at the happy Huang Ping and said with a smile, "Mom, where's Dad? Haven't you come back yet?"

Chen Yu's play was finished earlier than him, so he should be at home now.

"I went to play cards. It doesn't matter if he comes back or not. It's best if he doesn't. Anyway, he doesn't want to go home." Huang Ping rolled her eyes, took the suitcase in Chen An's hand and asked, "Are you hungry? Have you eaten?" without?"

"Have eaten, do you have any fruit at home?"

"And some pineapple and apple, would you like?"

"want."

"Okay, I'll go get it for you, and the room hasn't been cleaned yet, so you sit back first."

After saying that, Huang Ping went to work happily, while Chen An smiled and sat on the sofa in the living room. He took out the computer in his bag, charged it, turned it on, and started writing the script again.

Recently, he had some new ideas for the small-budget movie he had written before, so he wanted to revise it. Revising the text is really a confusing and troublesome thing, and it affects the whole body. Almost all of this movie had to be overhauled. First, a character was added, and then he suddenly found that it seemed more interesting to turn the added character into the male protagonist...

So he entered the process of torturing himself.

too difficult.

"Clap."

Just when Chen An was devoted to revising the script, Huang Ping took the plate and gently placed it on the glass coffee table, and said to Chen An: "You eat first, and I will make the bed for you."

"Thank you mom."

"It's okay." Huang Ping left with a smile on her face. The return of her son was more important than anything else.

After Huang Ping turned and left, Chen An looked at the things on the plate. The pineapples and apples were cut into pieces and placed on the plate, with toothpicks stuck on them, and there was a cold mist on the fruits.

This is really...

There was a smile on his face, this is home, and when he thought about his previous suicide, he felt depressed and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little complicated and guilty. He shook his head, and after taking a bite of fruit, he looked at the computer screen again.

Not anymore.

"Crack."

"I'm back, my wife, where are you~"

Chen Yu's joyful voice sounded at the door, probably he went to play cards with Uncle Chen An and the others and won money.

There was no response in the hall, and Chen Yu didn't care. He walked into the living room humming a song in a happy mood. As soon as he passed the entrance, he looked up and saw Chen An, who was eating fruit and looking at him expressionlessly. The expression on his face suddenly changed. You have to wonder: "Hey, my precious son is back? How is it? Have you been very proud of yourself recently?"

"Better than you." Chen An said lightly. Chen Yu said unhappily: "Tch, it's not because I taught you. When are you leaving? Don't disturb the world between me and your mother."

"Who wants to drive my son away?"

Huang Ping rushed to the battlefield with a pillow in her hand and crossed her hips. Chen Yu's expression froze immediately, and he said with a sneer, "Honey, I'm just joking."

"Who are you kidding? You drive your son away as soon as he comes back. Is there anyone like you?"

Chen Yu accompanied Chen An with a smile and sat down next to Chen An. Just as he was about to take a bite of fruit, he heard Huang Ping shout: "Put it down! If you want to eat, cut it yourself."

Chen Yu trembled in fright, looked up at Huang Ping pitifully and said, "Honey, can't you?"

"Are you going to drive my son away?"

"Don't dare."

"Hmph, what's wrong."

Huang Ping turned around and walked away with her hips crossed. Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly reached out to take a bite of the fruit. The cold, sour and sweet taste could wash away the dryness and heat on his body. He sighed comfortably, turned around Looking at Chen An, he rolled his eyes when he saw the faint smile on his face, and said casually: "Laugh if you want, anyway, I don't have much status in front of you two, what, this How are you going to laugh at me when you come back next time?"

Chen An chuckled, without speaking, and stretched out his hand to continue typing.

Before, because of the conflict of ideas, the two had always sorted out and despised each other in film and television. Logically speaking, now that Chen An has made a hit drama, he should have ridiculed Chen Yu in front of him, so when Chen Yu saw Chen An Ann put on a displeased face. She had already thought of the consequences.

Seeing Chen An like this, Chen Yu was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, don't you taunt me this time?"

The way he raises his eyebrows is exactly the same as Chen An's. Of course, he is Chen An's father after all. Many of Chen An's actions have the shadow of Chen Yu. Chen Yu is in his 40s this year, and he is still a standard middle-aged handsome guy. He is a bit unruly, often dressing casually, and has a rather cynical feel. I don't know how he taught a person like Chen An to be strict in doing things.

Chen An shook his head and said calmly: "It's not necessary. I became popular this time because I used the routines and business elements you mentioned before. It doesn't count as me winning."

Chen Yu looked at Chen An seriously, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. He reached out and patted Chen An on the shoulder and said, "Not bad, there is progress."

After a pause, he said casually again: "But don't go from one extreme to another. If you want a movie to get promotion and success, commercial elements are inevitable, but it is also important to do a good job in the artistic level of a movie. A good film A work must have a spiritual core and touch people's hearts, finding a balance is the key point, you know son?"

"En." Chen An nodded, of course he knew that, after the success of "Sleeping You", part of the depression in his heart was released, not as extreme as before.

Still the same sentence, if you are light, you will lose your capital, and if you are impatient, you will lose your king. In fact, when he was filming "Sleeping You", why was he not impatient?

Successful people always like to talk about some big truths, as if they can succeed if they do it, but in fact, they often talk about some big truths there calmly when they are successful. Under the persecution of others, how many people can calm down and achieve those principles?
Don't I know those principles?Want you to talk?Do you believe it or not, if I am the one who succeeds, I can speak better than you?
Well, that's probably the case.

Cultivation is never an easy task, but you still have to practice and listen to the principles. This is also a reality, because people have to move forward, but you can only listen to what you think is right. Compared with listening to others, It’s more important to be yourself and know what you’re going to do.

For example, Chen An knows that making money is the most important thing now.

For movies, he can't give up the artistry, but he will definitely grasp the commercial aspect!This is the experience that taught him the lesson.

Seeing that Chen An listened to it, Chen Yu really made an old man feel very relieved. Before talking about commercial things with this brat, he would only say that it was tarnishing art, and he almost died of anger.

So the young man still had to stumble twice to learn the lesson.

"What are you writing? A movie script? They gave you another chance to make a movie?" Chen Yu leaned in front of Chen An's computer. He was already a little old, so he had to squint his eyes slightly to watch it closely.

This seems to be... a story about actors?

Chen An tapped the keyboard lightly with his fingers, making a series of light sounds. He pursed his lips and shook his head, saying, "No, they only invested in me to make TV dramas."

Chen Yu turned his head to look at Chen An, only to see that the expression on Chen An's face was still indifferent, but he could see the loss and confusion of his son. After all, he was the one who was raised by him since he was a child. How could he not understand?
He squinted his eyes and suddenly smiled, patted Chen An on the shoulder, and said, "Write the script first."

After a pause, his expression became playful: "As long as your script passes my test, I will help you find the investment."

Chen An stared at the screen for a moment.

(End of this chapter)