Rebirth Gold Director

After such a fuss, all the sleepiness dissipated, and Bai Xi lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Living in a weird family like the Lu family, it's okay for Mrs. Lu to be mean, but now Lu Wenchuan is under one person at Rongyi Film Company. Both father and son are considered insiders, and it is impossible to completely avoid them outside.

If he wants to go on the road of film director for a long time, he will be influenced by these people to some extent. If Lu Chengren wants to make a stumbling block, it will be difficult for him not to suffer.

He also thought that in Lu Chengran's eyes, his cousin should have always been soft and weak and let others rub him up. If he beat someone up just now, would Lu Chengran be suspicious of him?

He overestimated Lu Chengran in this regard.

Lu Chengran just turned 19 last month. He is the only son of Lu Wenchuan and the only third-generation heir of the Lu family—the eldest grandson Lu Weiran does not enjoy this right. This is the tacit fact of the Lu family.Because of this status, he cast a few bad movies and slept with a few popular movie stars, all of which he regarded as his clarion call to enter the entertainment industry louder and louder. He was very confident in rampaging in the world he knew.

Including his coveted cousin's wonderful body, he felt that this was flattering this little bitch.Last time he didn't succeed because he was hit by his aunt. This time his aunt and grandpa were not at home. He thought he would succeed, but unexpectedly, he was beaten by Lu Weiran!

Stumbling out of Lu Weiran's room, his first thought was not doubt, but fear, his cousin hardened after he attempted suicide, what if he told grandpa what happened tonight?It would be better to strike first.

Bai Xi calmly looked at the few people who broke in suddenly, and said, "Grandma, what are you doing?"

Everyone who came had a bad look on their faces, especially Lu Chengran's mother, Wang Yu, if Mrs. Lu wasn't standing in front, seeing her expression, she would have wanted to pounce on Bai Xi and tear him apart.

Mrs. Lu said coldly: "You still have the face to ask, tell me! Why do you want to hurt the truth!"

"I harmed him?" Bai Xi's face darkened, and he sneered, "That's what he said?"

Wang Yu said angrily: "Wei Ran, I usually treat you like my own son. You liked that Zhou surnamed earlier, and I was going to make a deal for you, but this is how you repay me! How can you take your mind off?" Hitting Cheng Ran on the head? He is only 19 years old this year!"

Bai Xi opened his mouth, but he really felt that it was not worth arguing. He had already turned black and white to such an extent, so there was nothing else to say.

Wang Yu screamed: "Mom, you must discipline him well, otherwise he will destroy my truth! Then maybe it will be my Jingran, how can I live like this!"

Mrs. Lu's face was ashen, and her beautiful face looked even younger than Wang Yu's.She suddenly reached out and grabbed the cup on the table and smashed it.

Bai Xi didn't expect her to make a move, but fortunately he dodged sideways in time, and the glass smashed into several pieces on the wall behind him.He felt cold for Lu Weiran.

"If my father was still alive, would you still treat me like this?"

As soon as these words were uttered, the whole room suddenly fell silent, even Wang Yu fell silent, quietly looking at Mrs. Lu out of the corner of her eye.

Mrs. Lu's chest under the cheongsam heaved violently, and her face was a little distorted.

At this time, Lu Jingran heard the voice and came running over, and said anxiously: "Grandma, Mom, why are you bullying my brother again, grandpa will be back soon..."

Mrs. Lu slapped her back violently, and shouted, "Shut up! He's not your brother! You only have one brother!"

Lu Jingran was stunned by the beating, Wang Yu hurriedly hugged her and pulled her aside.

Bai Xi couldn't see it, and said angrily: "Why did you hit her? What did she do wrong?"

Madam Lu turned her face and said coldly: "If you talk too much, get the hell out of Lu's house!"

Bai Xi laughed mockingly: "That's really great, staying here for an extra minute makes me sick."

When he really left Lu's house, he didn't know where to go.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and it was late autumn, and not many people stayed outside at this time.

Bai Xi regretted his recklessness, he should at least change his clothes before going out, and bring his mobile phone and wallet.But fortunately, Lu Weiran's pajamas are still thick, if he also likes thin silk pajamas like Bai Xi, then it will be too bad at this moment.

Bai Xi naturally thought of the sets of pajamas in his closet, the corners of his mouth curled up, how about tonight...

The iron gate of the Bai family villa was still locked tightly. Bai Xi walked around to the fence in the backyard, where there were three loose railings, which could be pulled out with a little force, and then went into the yard.

This is a BUG that he discovered a long time ago. It is said that his brother deliberately made it out for the convenience of the family. Later, he forgot and left it on purpose. Anyway, when the yard was renovated, he left it unrepaired.

He jumped into the garden lightly, and walked around to the front door of the villa. The anti-theft door was a combination lock. He tried to press the combination with a slightly nervous mood, thank God!The password has not been changed!

The furniture in the living room was covered with a layer of dust cloth, and the moonlight came in through the window, making it look quiet and lonely.

Bai Xi's eyes were sour, and he almost shed tears.

At the same time, the Lu family has been caught in a mess.Lu Jinrong, who came home from work, found out that his grandson had run away from home. How could he not be in a hurry?

What should I do in a hurry?find it.But Beicheng is so big, where can I find it?

The first thing Lu Jinrong thought of was Zhou Xing.It's not his fault for thinking too much, Lu Weiran is introverted and quiet, and he doesn't like going out, in fact, Zhou Xing is the only outsider he has come into contact with, even Lu Jinrong is very clear about how many times he has been to Zhou's house.

Zhou Xing said on the phone that Lu Weiran did not go to him, and Lu Jinrong said worriedly: "If he goes to your place or contacts you, remember to tell me as soon as possible."

Zhou Xing agreed to hang up the phone, and pressed his index finger between his eyebrows. He was tortured by a headache and couldn't sleep, and the bruises in his eye sockets due to severe lack of sleep became deeper and deeper.

It hasn't happened again for more than three years, and he thought he had recovered.After Bai Xi's accident, he stayed up all night for two consecutive nights, and his old illness suddenly flared up again.

Bai Xi...

Thinking of this name, his headache became more and more serious, and even his chest felt like being hit by a heavy hammer.

Dongfang is white, Bai Xi wakes up on his own bed, and enters a familiar room in front of him. It took him a long time to wake up, and he slowly started to get up, inevitably depressed.

He and Lu Weiran were close in stature, so he picked out a set of casual clothes from the closet and changed into them, which basically fit them well.

If you don't look at the face, the person in the mirror is simply himself.

What happened in this period of time, it would be great if it was just Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly.

He found two steel coins in the corner of the drawer in the room, and he reluctantly left the door.

Then he went to a nearby subway station and took the subway to the studio where he worked yesterday.

He thought about it carefully, the fact that he became Lu Weiran could no longer be changed. With the current status of the Lu family, he would never disclose the secret of Lu Weiran's body to the public. As long as he is careful enough not to be discovered by others, then this is not counted. question.He wants to work and continue to make movies, no matter whether he is Bai Xi or Lu Weiran, no one can stop him.

As soon as he arrived outside the studio door, he saw Zuo Jie get off the passenger seat of an SL[-], and said goodbye to the girl in the driver's seat with a sweet face. It was a bit far away, but it could be seen from the outline that he was a long-haired girl. beauty.

After SL drove away, Zuo Jie came over humming a little tune: "Why are you here so early?"

Bai Xi said narrowly: "It's not too early for me, brother Jie can come out of Wenrou Township so early, he is really a role model for my generation."

Zuo Jie chuckled, handed over the breakfast bag in his hand, and asked, "Have you eaten yet? I don't like breakfast, so she insisted on buying it for me."

Bai Xi took it bluntly, "Thank you, I just didn't eat."

Zuo Jie walked into the shed with his shoulders on his shoulders, and said: "Your cook is not responsible, young master, let her go."

Bai Xi lowered his head, took a sandwich from the bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

It was impossible for the artists to arrive so early, and the fat director hadn't arrived yet, and there were only six or seven staff members in the studio.

Zuo Jie tuned up yesterday's movie and came out to watch it. Bai Xi sat behind him, watching while eating.

"I said, master, you see that this short paragraph is the effect after you increase the depth of field, don't you think it's a bit inconsistent? It's like inserting it abruptly."

Bai Xi gulped down half a can of milk and said, "Brother Jie, you haven't shot commercials, have you?"

Zuo Jie: "No, what's the matter?"

Bai Xi: "This promotional film is EM's commercial. Shooting commercials and filming are two different things. Commercial photographers don't need to be responsible for continuity."

Zuo Jie didn't understand: "Then what am I responsible for?"

Bai Xi: "Make the scenes and characters dazzling."

Zuo Jie frowned, feeling a little reluctant in his heart. He is a person who is used to filming, and is used to letting the camera be in a state of telling stories at any time. Not only has he never tried the flat filming method that Bai Xi said, Still feel cheap.

Bai Xi threw away the garbage casually, and said seriously: "Actually, I also really want to suggest that you can put what I just said into your future filming work. I have watched several of your past films. The stability is of course good, but it’s really not beautiful enough.”

Zuo Jie turned off the machine and said, "I now believe that your spiritual mentor must be Bai Xi."

Bai Xi's works are good at creating beautiful scenes and embellishing them with bright colors. Most of the protagonists' shapes have a main color. For example, Jiang Zian in "Autumn Colors into a Dream" is white. Using this form of expression to make the protagonist and the background color fit perfectly , like a fish in water.Therefore, many film critics in the industry call Bai Xi a "strong and unrestrained poet-director", which means that he especially likes to express the beauty of movies in extreme shaping ways.

But Zuo Jie's words were obviously not a compliment, but more like a complaint.

Zhou Xing received a call from Lu Jinrong early in the morning and asked again if Lu Weiran had contacted him.

Zhou Xing couldn't help feeling a little curious. Although he and Lu Weiran had only known each other for a few months, Lu Weiran was just a piece of white paper, and he could see the bottom line at a glance.Not coming home all night really didn't seem like something he would do.

But the last two meetings, Lu Weiran seems to have something on his mind, it seems to be different?

He thought for a while, and asked his secretary to contact the studio, but immediately realized that it was impossible, since he ran away from home, how could he still go to work?

After a while, the secretary wrote back saying that Young Master Lu had gone to work early in the morning.

Zuo Jie and Bai Xi had a disagreement on the issue of "should movies focus on 'beauty'?" Zuo Jie insisted that a director like Gao Siyuan who is pragmatic and lyrical with emotion is the real master, while Bai Xi is a real master. A clown who is only a gimmick to please the public, the movie aesthetics he promotes are just reasons for the academics to find themselves out of breath.

Bai Xi's natural gas produced smoke from his seven orifices.

When Zhou Xing came in, what he saw was Lu Weiran squatting in a corner of the studio, swearing at people while drinking milk.