Director, please respect yourself

"Yang Hao, Yang Hao, hurry up and watch, the national TV news program is reporting on your movie..."

Standing in front of the TV, Mao Xiaolu was very surprised!

Unexpectedly, this movie that my cheap brother, who is suspected of suffering from schizophrenia, made nonsense on the Internet, would actually gain official attention.

You know, these ten seconds of news coverage can cost millions in advertising fees.

"Xiaolu, what are you yelling about?

Call me brother, he is your brother! "

Seeing that Mao Xiaocuo was ignorant, the middle-aged woman became angry and scolded her daughter. However, before Mao Xiaocuo could change his title to Yang Hao, she saw that he had come out of the kitchen with a mobile phone in his hand.

"Well... Auntie, Xiaolu, you guys eat first, I have something to do and I'm going out for a while."

"Haozi, why are you going?"

I was quite happy at first. My son cooked a rich New Year's Eve dinner. I didn't expect that he would not be at home for the reunion, but wanted to go out. This made Yang Chun, who was about to brag in front of his girlfriend, a little angry.

"At 19 o'clock, isn't my movie going to be released? I want to take a look at the cinema to see the real reaction of the fans."

"Can't you go after dinner?"

Seeing that his son was indeed on business, Yang Chun's tone of voice softened.

"I'm afraid not. The person who made the movie with me is waiting at the gate of the community right now?" Yang Hao said as he put on his down jacket.

"Well, go ahead!

Bring some snacks along the way to save you from hunger. "

"Okay, thank you auntie!"

Yang Hao was polite, took a snack from the middle-aged woman, and put on his leather shoes at the door.

But when he went out, Yang Hao reached out and touched the top of Mao Xiaolu's head.

"Well…"

Mao Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his mother.

"Mom, did you see it?

Yang Hao actually touched my head like this! "

"Ha ha…"

And as she complained, loud laughter came from outside the door.

……………

Night, half past six

Little snowflakes were floating in the sky.

Yang Hao came out of the house, put on a hat, and wrapped himself in a long down jacket, but he still felt a little cold.

This is the disadvantage of having a heater at home. The temperature difference between indoors and outdoors is too large, making it difficult for people to adapt.

At this moment, there are few pedestrians on the street.

Even if there are a few people on the street, they are walking in a hurry. I guess they are in a hurry to go home for New Year's Eve dinner, right? !

Standing at the gate of the community, Yang Hao looked left and right, but he still couldn't see the Mercedes-Benz G that Liu Yifei often drove.

However, just as he was looking around, a man walked out of the community security booth.

"Hi, handsome, are you looking for me?"

Long black leather boots, long white down jacket, a brown hat on top of his head, and a scarf tied around his neck...

With the bloated dress in front of him, if Liu Yifei hadn't taken the initiative to make a voice, Yang Hao wouldn't be able to guarantee that he would recognize her even if they were standing face to face.

"Uh, why didn't you drive?"

"What are you driving for?

The place where we watch movies is quite close to here. It only takes ten minutes to walk there. "

Liu Yifei, who silently gave Yang Hao two big eye rolls and a slight smile on her face, took the lead to move forward.

"The new Caiyun International Cinema over there in Beitaipingzhuang?"

"Yes, is it possible that you still want to go back to our school to watch movies?" Liu Yifei asked innocently.

"hehe…"

Yang Hao smiled easily, then took two steps forward and walked side by side with this beauty.

"Why did you think of inviting me to watch a movie?" Walking to Xitucheng Road, when Liu Yifei still didn't take the initiative to speak, Yang Hao had nothing to say.

"'The Journey' is your first big-screen work. Don't you want to see the movie audience's reaction to it right away?"

"In no mood!"

"Why?"

"Because it won't help!"

"It doesn't help..., what do you mean?" Liu Yifei turned her head and suddenly looked at Yang Hao with her big eyes.

"Just think about it, if I, as a director, heard someone complaining about a certain part of the movie that was not shot well in the screening room, I wouldn't be able to stand up and shout emergency stop, wait a moment, let me take the actors out. Re-shoot this scene and watch it again..."

"Ha ha…"

Beautiful women have a low point of laughter.

Before Yang Hao finished speaking, she burst out laughing.

However, at this time, Yang Hao reached out and gave her a hand, because the traffic light at the intersection of Xitucheng Road was red at the moment. Although there were not many vehicles passing by on the road, we had to pay attention to traffic safety.

But when he pulled her over, Yang Hao was stunned.

Well…

how to say?

My heart beat faster, and I felt like I was in love for the first time, just like in my previous life, when I first entered Beijing Film Academy and met the beauty Hu Mei.

Just as Yang Hao was experiencing this feeling with his heart, Liu Yifei asked with a smile:

"The light is green, why aren't you leaving?"

"Could it be...that you want to experience more the feeling of holding my hand?"

"Well…"

Yang Hao was a little embarrassed after being distracted by the beauty.

But even so, Yang Hao did not let go of his hand, but continued to cross the road hand in hand with Liu Yifei, and then came to the Zhongshi Yuntou Building at No. 67 North Third Ring Road Middle Road.

New Caiyun International Cinema is here.

…

"Hello, here are three movie tickets. If you don't want "Little Soldiers", I want "Unfortunately".

"Hello, I have two movie tickets for the 19:00 screening of "On the Road". However, you have to give me two tickets for the 20:00 screening. I am participating in this movie, so I must get two. brush."

"Hello, "People on the Road", one piece!"

"Hello, "People on the Road", two copies!"

"Hello, "People on the Road", Si Zhang, yes, Si Zhang, there are many of us."

As soon as Yang Hao and Liu Yifei entered the cinema, they saw a long queue in front of the ticket window.

Liu Yifei shook the hand that was still held by Yang Hao, and then lowered her voice and said:

"Yang Hao, tell me, why are so many people coming to watch the movie? Isn't it New Year's Eve today? Everyone should sit at home and watch the Spring Festival Gala."

"It's easy!"

Yang Hao smiled.

"Most of these people are extras at the entrance of Beijing Film Studio. They usually do odd jobs at various construction sites, but their main job is acting.

Although they are usually very busy, they can't make much money throughout the year. Since they have no money, they are embarrassed to go back to their hometown. "

"Oh I see."

Liu Yifei smiled and leaned towards Yang Hao.

Because the two of them had just lined up at the back of the queue, another wave of people came in from behind, and these people were more arrogant. As soon as they entered the cinema, they started shouting loudly.

""On the Road", 30 movie tickets!"

"Girl, give me 50 tickets. It doesn't matter what time it is. The key is that you must have tickets.

Oh, by the way, and also, the tickets you issue must be for "The Man on the Road". If you are discovered by me and you dare to print the movie ticket for "The Little Soldier" for me, my old man will die in your cinema. "

puff…

Hearing the old man's words, Liu Yifei couldn't help but want to laugh. It seems unlucky to say such a thing during the Chinese New Year, right?

But when I saw the shabby military uniform he was wearing, I couldn't help but stand in awe!