Rebirth of the Aspirations of Choucheng

The film "The Islander" by the great director Feng An is still in the post-production stage. Ling Xi only watched some rough cuts and filmed documentaries with Mr. Wu, but he was immediately moved by the lonely poet in the film up.The poet lives alone on a small island far away from the city, and the poet himself is an "isolated island". The poet writes home letters every night to relieve his loneliness, but no one will come to read his lonely narration... Different ages, different experiences , but the poet's state of mind made Ling Xi feel the same way, and he sighed endlessly.

So he wrote that episode very smoothly, and he completed the first draft of the lyrics and music in just one night, and then repeatedly sculpted and modified it.The music that appears in the movie should be more like an accessory, not only to set off the overall atmosphere, but also to mobilize the audience's emotions. It should not be too skillful, so as not to overwhelm the audience and affect the viewing experience... After several nights of continuous grinding, He finally finalized the draft and mustered up the courage to show it to Mr. Wu.I thought there would be a lot of opinions, but after reading it, Mr. Wu was very satisfied, and asked him to record a few demos as soon as possible, and then select it with relevant personnel.

After returning from Teacher Wu, Ling Xi walked so briskly that he almost jumped up. He felt that he could use the word "lucky" to describe him this time.Because life is difficult, he chose to sing in the bar. Because he sang in the bar, he was discovered by Teacher Wu. Because he signed a contract with Huitu, he got the opportunity to compose music for his favorite movie. Maybe his songs will follow the movie in the future. Let's be heard and liked by more people together.

The distance between the dream and the dream seems to be one step closer. Although it is just an inconspicuous step, but if you go on bravely, one day your efforts will be rewarded.

Passing by a tea restaurant on the way, he specially bought a honey-flavored pork rice with extra ingredients, walked around under the overpass and put it next to the trash can.Fearing that the old beggar would sleep too hard, he deliberately opened the lunch box and fanned it for a long time before putting it down, but the smell failed to attract the old beggar, but attracted the big yellow-patterned wild cat first.The wild cat first watched vigilantly from a distance for a while, making sure that Ling Xi was not in danger of any threat, then it raised its tail and sneaked over silently step by step.

As soon as Ling Xi bent down to put the thing on the ground, a yellow shadow flashed out of the corner of his eye. Turning around, he saw a big tabby cat. He ran to the steps not far away, hid behind the railing and watched carefully.The big tabby cat didn't pay attention to him, and went straight to the lunch box gracefully, and hooked the packing bag with its soft front paws.

Ling Xi wanted to drive the cat away, but he didn't dare to approach it, so he grabbed the railing with both hands and bluffed: "Hey, shush, shush, go away!"

The big cat turned a deaf ear to him and ignored him at all. It scratched randomly for a while, the bag fell apart, and the lunch box almost fell to the ground.Ling Xi impatiently imitated the barking of a dog: "Wow, woof!"

The big tabby cat glanced back at him lazily, then lowered its head and licked its meal, apparently disdainful of his poor imitation.Fortunately, not long after the old beggar woke up, he walked out wearing a torn blanket that couldn't see its original color, walked straight to the trash can, kicked the tabby cat out of the way, and squatted down. Grabbing the piece of meat on the spot, he chewed it, honey and oil dripped down the beard at the corner of his mouth, and the sun shone brightly.

The old beggar ate deliciously, and Ling Xi was also in a good mood watching it from the sidelines. Before he knew it, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he tapped his fingers on his knees to beat the rhythm of the old beggar's meal, ba-chi, ba-ha, ba-ha...

After a few more days of hard work, the demo was finally finished. Ling Xi recorded several versions in one disc, and happily planned to hand it over to Mr. Wu for inspection.When I arrived at Huitu's office, I heard that Teacher Wu was having a conversation with someone. Ling Xi didn't want to disturb her rashly, so she sat on the sofa outside and read a magazine.

As soon as he sat down, someone brought a cup of coffee and put it on the coffee table in front of him. Ling Xi looked up and saw that it was the female assistant Baomei. He nodded slightly as a thank you for the coffee, and then turned his gaze back to In the magazine, there was absolutely no intention of touching the cup of coffee.

Baomei stood for a while, and then chatted up: "Lingxi, is it because the coffee I made is not good? Actually, I am quite stupid, and I don't know how to do this." She rubbed her hands and thought about it, and suddenly her eyes shot Liang, "Oh, by the way, there is a new coffee shop opened on the corner of the street. The girls next door have been there and said it tastes good. Why don't we try it? How about it?"

Ling Xi looked at Baomei, then at the closed door of Teacher Wu's office, and resolutely refused: "No."

Baomei rolled her eyelids, stirred her fingers constantly, and suggested again: "Anyway, Teacher Wu will talk about it for a while, and it won't end so soon, so why waste time waiting for nothing. Also, I heard it The cheesecake at home is very authentic, don’t you want to try it?”

For some reason, Ling Xi felt that Baomei was deliberately trying to pull him away. He looked up and looked suspiciously at Baomei, and whispered two words: "I don't want to."

Baomei didn't give up, and took small steps from left to right: "If you don't want to drink coffee, can you go downstairs to the bookstore with me? Teacher Wu has issued a list of books, many of which are in English. You know me She graduated from a third-rate school, and some of them really don't understand..." She spoke in a lower voice, buzzing like a mosquito, seeing that Ling Xi had no intention of talking to her at all, and finally had to give up. After talking more, Ling Xi would take out the earphones and plug her ears again.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Mr. Wu came out of the office with a group of people. Ling Xi recognized one of them as a budding male singer of the company, followed by his manager.Teacher Wu was chatting and laughing with others, but when he looked up and saw Ling Xi, his expression froze for a few seconds, and he seemed a little uncomfortable, but he quickly returned to normal.

After sending everyone out the door, Teacher Wu turned around to greet Ling Xi and said, "You're here."

Ling Xi raised the disc that he had been holding in his hand and shook it: "Teacher, I recorded a few demos, and I want to show you."

Teacher Wu nodded noncommittally, but he didn't intend to pick up the disc. He took out a cigarette and lit it, took a few puffs in a leisurely manner, and then said carefully, "Ling Xi, it's like this... Actually, I wanted to talk to you earlier. You said it, but this matter has just been decided. Regarding that song... Do you think you can let it go?"

Ling Xi subconsciously looked at the door, the male singer and manager had already gone far away, only to see an empty and dark corridor.

Teacher Wu paid attention to his reaction, and continued: "I know you may feel uncomfortable doing this, but you also have to think about it. In the future, singers will also cooperate with movie promotion. On the one hand, the company is currently planning to push him, and on the other hand On the one hand, choosing newsworthy people to come out is beneficial to both parties. But don’t worry, the signature and copyright are still yours, and it will be your work at any time..."

Listening, Ling Xi's eyes fell on the cigarette between Mr. Wu's fingers, a little distracted.No sparks can be seen on the cigarette butt, but the gray-white smoke is still swaying like a silk thread being pulled by someone, fluttering and rising upwards, unable to touch or grasp, until it quietly dissipates, and it is gone when it is said to be gone.

Teacher Wu was tired of talking alone, so she stopped and asked, "What's your opinion? How is it?"

Ling Xi nodded calmly: "Understood."

In any case, the work still had to continue. After making it clear, Teacher Wu naturally sent Ling Xi to do other things.

Walking to the door, Baomei called out timidly from behind: "Lingxi..." When Lingxi turned her head, she faltered and said, "You...don't think too much..."

Ling Xi suddenly realized that it seemed that Bao Mei knew that Mr. Wu was going to sing his song to others, and the reason why she tried every means to dismiss him was probably because she didn't want him to be embarrassed by seeing the person who replaced her.

Baomei's expression was full of guilt, as if she was the one who hurt Lingxi: "Actually, this kind of thing happens often. I met a singer-songwriter before who used other people's songs directly. Then give me some money and send it away... After all, your arms can't beat your thighs, and when you become popular, they will praise you instead, so...Come on, Ling Xi!"

Ling Xi smiled reassuringly at her: "Thank you." Then he turned around, waved his hand, and strode away.

Passing the trash can at the top of the stairs, he raised his hand and threw the disc with a demo of the episode into it, his movements were neat and precise.

It's just that the wish came true, there's no need to be sad and hurt the lungs, anyway, it's not the first time.For example, if you are stabbed for no reason, it may be very painful, you may bleed a lot, and if you can’t keep it, you will cry and cry in embarrassment. What should you do?When you are stabbed again, with greater strength and a deeper wound, the previous stab will not seem so painful.

Failure is like this, loneliness is like this, and being abandoned is also like this. After experiencing a lot, it is nothing...

Feng An's last film hadn't finished yet, but he was already preparing for a new film. This time, he chose Lidao as the filming location. It is said that the investment scale is not small.

After all, he is a world-renowned director, and the media from all walks of life are closely watching his movements. TV programs, newspapers and magazines have sent invitations to him for interviews.But Feng An himself is very low-key, no hype, no scandals, he lives in seclusion outside of filming, full of mystery in every aspect.In the end, a high-profile film and television magazine managed to impress Feng An through various connections, making him nod to accept an exclusive interview.The editor of the magazine is a friend of Lu Xiaoyan, so he received the news immediately, and he also mixed with the working team on the day of the interview to follow.

Feng An himself is thinner than in the photo, and his hair at the sideburns has turned gray early, his eyes are unusually sharp and energetic, and he speaks slowly and very emotionally.

The new movie "The Islander" is about to be released, so the topic naturally started with it, and after a long chat, it gradually turned to the next filming plan.The reporter asked Feng An about the theme of his next movie, Feng An said that he would continue the style of "The Islander" and shoot the second part of the same series, which is about a singer.

The reporter was very interested: "Since the background of this movie is chosen in Lidao, will you choose a local actor in Lidao? Do you already have a suitable candidate in mind, can you disclose it?"

Feng An answered in detail: "We are still looking for an actor. Unfortunately, there is no suitable candidate yet. The age span of the protagonist Lyle in the movie is from 28 to [-] years old, so I hope to find a real singer to play, and he must be young. People, preferably newcomers. In contrast, I don’t like to use professional actors, because they have too much experience. If you say you want a smile, they can immediately give dozens or even dozens of them. I don’t like this It is something that has been thought through. I want the most original and real reaction, for example, there is a person who is not an actor, but he is the character in the movie in my mind. It is not that the actor plays the role, but the actor is alive Characters. Of course, because of this, I can't repeat cooperation with any actor, because I don't repeat my own story."

The reporter kept nodding his head while listening, and then asked after he finished speaking: "Director Feng, many people say that the male characters in your film are very different, have their own characteristics, and are very brilliant, but the female characters seem to be all different. More or less similar, to put it harshly, everyone is the same, I don’t know how you think about this issue.”

Feng An was very calm in the face of doubts: "Every man has his own goddess in his heart, and the goddesses are different. Some are Madame Curie, some are Nightingale, some are Aung San Suu Kyi, and some are Aung San Suu Kyi. It's Marilyn Monroe, maybe someone is Shirley Temple... My goddess used to live in the best time of my first love, and when I think of her today, I still don't hesitate to add all the beautiful words to her She is young, lively, pure, kind, with a bit of round baby fat... It's a pity that good things always disappear quickly, just like flowers and rainbows, so I am always looking for her in my movies Either the voice resembles her, or the smile resembles her, or the profile resembles her..."

The reporter nodded knowingly, and asked again: "There is another question that may be a bit presumptuous. It is rumored that your first love is the beauty queen Kong Fanzhen. After her marriage, you have been rumored to have an affair. Is this true? Or a gossip magazine? Spreading falsehoods?"

Feng An smiled lightly, and asked back, "Are you willing to use gossip to tarnish your goddess?"

The reporter wanted to bring up some gossip from the past, but unfortunately Feng An refused to talk about it, so the topic had to go back to the movie.At the end of the interview, Feng An took a few more photos and left with his assistant.Lu Xiaoyan thought for a while, and immediately followed out.

Strangely, Feng An didn't get into the car immediately, but stood idly by the side of the road, as if waiting for someone.Lu Xiaoyan observed for a while and saw that no one appeared, so he tried to walk over to say hello, "Hi, Director Feng, my name is Lu Xiaoyan, I should have met you when you were interviewing inside just now, may I have a moment to buy you a drink?" something?"

Feng An smiled and nodded: "Of course."

There happened to be a quiet Chinese-style teahouse nearby. Lu Xiaoyan and Feng An walked in one after the other, and sat down opposite each other. Lu Xiaoyan didn't talk too much, and said straight to the point: "Actually... I am Kong Fanzhen's son..."

Feng An still maintained a refined smile: "Actually, I recognized you a long time ago. You look very much like your mother, especially your eyes, which are exactly the same as when she was in her twenties."

It seems that Feng An was already mentally prepared, and Lu Xiaoyan didn't plan to go around in circles: "I'm sorry, I came to see you in this way. In fact, my purpose is very simple, I just want someone to tell me more about my mother's death. thing."

Feng An picked up the hot tea and took a sip slowly: "Isn't it more straightforward to ask your father about this kind of thing?"

Lu Xiaoyan spread his hands helplessly: "Since the day my mother passed away, this has become a taboo topic in our family. It's not that you can't ask, but no one dares to answer it."

"What he should do is not taboo, but guilt." Feng An shook his head with a wry smile, "From the beginning to the end, Ah Zhen loved him wholeheartedly, but what about him? Not only did he not trust Ah Zhen, but You want to block me and force me to go to the United States to develop in order to save face when you know that everything is just a fake gossip."

Lu Xiaoyan narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "So... my mother didn't betray my father?"

Feng Anyou sighed: "Hey, let me give you an inappropriate example. Many people will choose to buy two copies at once when they encounter a picture album they like, one for browsing, one for collection, and the one for collection. I can’t even remove the plastic cover. For me, Ah Zhen is a carefully treasured picture album, which is all about the most sincere and beautiful memories of youth.”

The suspicion in Lu Xiaoyan's heart still persists: "But when she died, she was clearly driving your car."

Feng An's smile that seemed to grow on his face finally disappeared, replaced by endless regret and sadness: "This is the real reason why I left Lidao. Although your father was very powerful back then, I also had a big company to do it. Backing, it’s not that I have to leave. I went to the United States because something happened in Lidao that I regretted. I couldn’t stand it, so I ran away. We just finished filming a movie on the day of the incident. Jane said I was rushing to a nearby boutique to buy a limited-edition ring that just went on sale. It happened that her car was running out of gas, so I was in a hurry, so I temporarily changed cars with her. Who knows that she never came back after this trip... ..." Feng An looked at the noisy street outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows, his eyes were deep and sad, deep in the long memory, "A Zhen and I are high school classmates. After being admitted to different schools, they separated naturally. Unlike other people’s bitter first love, my memories of first love are all sunny and positive. Later, she went to a beauty pageant and won the championship. I was excited for her in front of the TV No end. When I met Ah Zhen again as a director, she was already living with your father. I knew she had no status, and I had grievances for her in private, but she didn't complain, but told me that she was very happy. A-Zhen told me that she likes a strong man, and her ideal partner should be a knight in armor, who gallops from afar and takes her on the back of a horse... She said your father is that kind of person. I don't agree Her thoughts, you know, women are always unable to calmly think about love, but I am her friend, so whether I agree with it or not, I will sincerely bless her."

After a brief moment of silence, Feng An spoke again: "In the beginning we worked together on filming. I was worried that it might cause misunderstandings with your father. Ah Zhen patted her chest and promised that she would definitely not. Later, some paparazzi revealed that we were in a first love relationship. Said that we were ambiguous, I once again offered to help her clarify the truth in front of your father, but she still refused. It was not until one day that someone in our crew had a birthday and we went out to drink to celebrate, she got drunk, and the first time She told the truth once. She said that your father's heart was getting farther and farther away, and gradually he was no longer on her. What made her even more sad was that none of those women were as beautiful as her and did not pay as much as her. She thought your father It's the common fault of men who don't know how to cherish what they get, so she wants to use the scandal to stimulate your father, make your father jealous, and then create a sense of crisis and change her mind."

Listening to Feng An's narration, Lu Xiaoyan murmured with a heavy heart: "So it's like this..."

There was a thin layer of mist in Feng An's eyes: "Not long after Ah Zhen passed away, it was your father's birthday. She also specially asked me to help her shoot a short video, saying that if your father can change his mind before his birthday , she released the video at the party, which is the second confession to your father. In fact, she is lying, no matter what your father does, she is going to show up at the party, and the ring she is going to buy It is basically a pair of couple rings. It is a gift she intends to give to your father. If we hadn't changed the car that day, the person who was hit and killed would have been me. If she didn't have to rush to buy some gifts that day, she would Nothing will happen..."

Lu Xiaoyan, who finally learned the truth, was still full of regrets, but apart from the regrets, he was also inexplicably proud. It turned out that his mother loved his father, and there was no trace of betrayal from the beginning to the end. All the accusations against his mother's character were framed and slander.At the same time, he was full of anger. His father had doubted his mother and him so lightly. He had doubted him for 20 years, but his father himself was the one who was volatile and abandoned!

Trying to control the fluctuating emotions, Lu Xiaoyan asked Feng An: "Director Feng, do you still keep the short film you mentioned? If possible, can you make a copy for me as a souvenir?"

Feng An immediately nodded: "I still keep it. Logically, it should be handed over to you. I have no right to collect A-Zhen's last wish in this world. I just stand in the perspective of a friend and complain for her. Just treat me as petty, I don't want to give it to your father, that person who has trampled on true love has no right to get true love!"

Hearing Feng An criticize his father, Lu Xiaoyan was not displeased at all, instead he showed a faint gloating smile: "Yes, those who have trampled on their true love are not qualified to get true love."

So those people who accompany my father now—his young wife, capable son, charming daughter, lovers and illegitimate children who can see the light or not, all have their own intentions, and no one is purely innocent. Out of affection and love.

After finishing talking and drinking tea, Feng An couldn't help sighing before parting: "It's so good, it's so good, I never expected to see Ah Zhen's son again in my lifetime. Thank you for your filial piety. These words have been hidden in my heart for 20 years. , I finally had a chance to chat with someone today, I am very happy. I have never been married, and I have no children. Although my status is a bit embarrassing to you, I am wishful thinking here and treat you as my junior. If you need anything in the future, just come to me."

As soon as he reminded him, Lu Xiaoyan remembered the song Ling Xi made, and immediately asked cheekily: "In that case, I'm not impolite, did Director Feng hand over the case of the soundtrack of "The Islander" to Huitu? One of its studios?"

Feng An was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled happily: "I can't see that you are so well-informed."

Lu Xiaoyan took the opportunity to sell and said, "It's purely a coincidence. My friend worked there and was fortunate to participate in the creation. He likes this movie very much and put a lot of effort into writing songs. He is very hardworking and serious. The child is just relatively young, lacks experience, and has no reputation, if possible, I hope to give him a chance."

Feng An pointed clearly: "There are currently people following up on the matter of music. I don't need to ask directly. But since you brought it up, I will take a special look. Age, fame, and experience are not important. I only care about the end result."

After saying these words, Feng An put his palm on Lu Xiaoyan's shoulder and shook it twice.A simple movement made Lu Xiaoyan feel a strange warmth in his heart. This kind of kindness from an elder to a younger generation was something he had never gotten from his father for many, many years. Oh, it turned out to be this feeling...

Sending Feng An to the car all the way, Lu Xiaoyan was very satisfied with the results he had gained.

The dark cloud that followed him like a shadow dissipated, allowing him to face his elder brother, sister, and Fang Yao with confidence.Judging from Feng An's attitude towards his mother, he is also affectionate and righteous. Helping is not just a simple casual talk.A director of Feng An's level must have resources and contacts. With his help, it is simply the best help.

Lu Xiaoyan suddenly remembered that this day was the weekend, and the second round of Bright Star's competition had just ended. Although it was not a live broadcast, it would be edited and broadcast in the evening program. He was a little curious about Ling Xi's performance.

While walking towards the parking lot, Lu Xiaoyan took out his mobile phone and pressed Ling Xi's number. He didn't realize what he was doing until the call was connected, but Ling Xi's voice had already been heard, so he couldn't hang up directly, so he thought Without thinking about it, he blurted out: "Don't arrange things tonight, go to Ale's for dinner." After he finished speaking, he was afraid that Ling Xi would be overwhelmed, so he hurriedly added, "It was Alefei who asked me to call you. Heaven is all about eating and drinking.”

Having said that, it seems that there is no silver 300 taels here, Lu Xiaoyan changed the subject again bluntly: "The song you helped with the film last time was very nice, I only listened to it once, and today I think about it and I can still recall the melody. To be honest, the opportunity is rare, if you sing well, you will definitely be fine. Feng An's films are popular among experts and amateurs alike, this is a good start..."

Ling Xi didn't respond after talking for a long time, Lu Xiaoyan felt that something was wrong: "Ling Xi? Ling Xi?" There was still no response from the other end, and he became a little irritable, "Is it a living person? Can a living person snort?"

"Humph."