The wind lives in this life policy

"However, not all passionate scenes are bad, you have to learn to tell the difference."

As soon as the subject changed, Wen Yan explained earnestly, "In current idol scripts, as long as the relationship between the hero and heroine is involved, kissing is indispensable. Although we, the older generation, have always felt that it is unnecessary... But how should I put it... ..." Wen Yan turned his wheelchair to the window and looked into the distance, "Times have changed, people want to see different things, we can't continue to stand still, we must learn to accept, learn to change, and learn to give up."

Learn to accept, learn to change, learn to give up... Feng Ce said it silently in his heart, as if he had realized something.

"You know, now the audience is becoming more and more strict with a work, from the director to the actors. The audience doesn't care whether you like it or not. They want to see that a emotional line is reasonable in a series. Development, then breakthrough, until perfection. If the kiss scene is a means, then the passion scene is actually the same, although I don’t agree with it, but if necessary, the actors can’t refuse.”

A halo flashed in Feng Ce's eyes.

What Wen Yan said was... exactly the same as what Ye Xiaofeng said.

As for Wen Yan, in fact, he doesn't know much about Feng Ce's past experience, but at least he can find some clues from his conversation, for example, this young man speaks a bit of classical Chinese, and he may tend to study Chinese classical literature when he was studying; No matter the sitting posture or the gesture of holding the chess pieces, they all appear so calm, elegant and self-satisfied, which shows his excellent tutor; for example, when talking, the other party's eyes will always stare at you straightly, without dodging or evading, isn't it? Nobility does not mean pride, but the calmness of brows that clears up all filth.

After meeting only twice, Feng Ce has already left a deep impression on Wen Yan. He is different from most actors of the younger generation that Wen Yan has met. This young man has a very attractive quality. Wen Yan sorted things out in time, but this time, he sorted it out.

"I watched the video of the Millennium Award. If your ambition is to look up at the mountains and stop at the scenery, then you have already achieved half of it."

This is an extremely high evaluation, and Feng Ce never thought that it would come from Wen Yan, who has only met twice.

"Director Wen has a great reputation..." Feng Ce turned around to look at Wen Yan, and said respectfully, "I dare not do it."

"Dare to be brave, the so-called neither humble nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor rash, should be so." Wen Yan pointed out Feng Ce's advantages in eight words, but then pointed out a shortcoming, "but some are too self-clear, although the clear is self-clear , but you know, if the water is clear, there will be no fish, what do you think?"

Feng Ce paused and didn't answer.

Wen Yan knew that he might not be able to accept it for a while. After all, such a thing as personality can't be changed overnight.

"According to your conditions, even if "Falling Leaves Return to the Root" doesn't exist, as long as you keep filming, you will sooner or later." Wen Yan's decades of experience in the industry told him that an overly outstanding appearance can sometimes become a burden. The industry is so chaotic, there will inevitably be some people with strange thoughts who will put forward some unpopular suggestions, but most of them come from actresses, and the proportion of male actors is less.

Feng Ce pondered for a long time, then simply told him frankly, "To be honest, I have decided that "Falling Leaves Return to Roots" will be my last film, and I will quit the showbiz when the production team wraps up."

Wen Yan was startled by this sentence, and blurted out, "Nonsense!"

Feng Ce was silent.

"Just for the sake of not filming kissing scenes and not filming passionate scenes?" Wen Yan thought about Feng Ce's preface and afterwords, and immediately understood his intentions, "Those actresses don't care anymore, so you just gave up your career?"

On the other hand, Feng Ce laughed when he heard this, the smile was so weak that it was almost nonexistent.

"360 lines, I don't believe that I can become the number one scholar. My Feng Ce is useless except to show off my face?" There was a hint of arrogance in his tone. I couldn't hide it anymore, "Could it be that besides acting, I'm going to become a beggar?"

"..."

It was the first time for Wen Yan to be blocked by a single sentence. In fact, it is true. There are many ways to start a family and start a business, and people's style may not necessarily lead to a dark road, and it is obvious that he has walked this road well. I don't want to.

Wen Yan couldn't refute it, but he really felt it was a pity. After all, both internally and externally, his style was excellent. If he practiced more, he would definitely be able to gain a firm foothold in the entertainment industry and stand alone.

It's really a pity...

"Since you have already made up your mind, it's hard for me, an old man, to say anything more. Do you know that Fang Jinran is very optimistic about you?"

Speaking of Dao Fang, Feng Ce was deeply impressed, and praised, "Dao Fang is an upright person, and he has his own measuring stick for people and things."

"Just say that he has a bad temper!" Wen Yan couldn't stand such a polite description, and said bluntly, "I've never seen him talk properly on the set..." Basically, Fang Jinran will always be in every movie he shoots. Wen Yan couldn't understand Fang Jinran's stinky temper when news came out that the actor resigned or was scolded and cried, but because of this, it also showed Fang Jinran's love for Feng Ce from the side, and at the same time directly caused Wen Yan to become angry. A final look.

Feng Ce laughed and shook his head, suddenly felt that in a certain way, the characters of Wen Yan and Fang Jinran were so imaginable.

Wen Yan was about to comment a few more words, when suddenly a sharp pain came from his upper abdomen, and Wen Yan turned pale from the pain.

Feng Ce was taken aback when he saw this, and hurriedly got up to help him.

However, Wen Yan shook his head, avoided Feng Ce's outstretched hand, put one hand on his upper abdomen, and the other tightly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair, and his whole body trembled convulsively.

"I'm going to find Miss Wen!"

Feng Ce made a decisive decision and got up to leave, but was stopped by Wen Yan's intermittent shouts.

"Don't go, it's okay..."

It hurts like this, how can it be all right?Feng Ce immediately called Ye Xiaofeng and explained Wen Yan's situation in a few words. After 2 minutes, Ye Xiaofeng rushed into the room.

"What happened to Feng Ce?" Ye Xiaofeng asked while looking at Wen Yan who was in pain and sweating, "Sister Wen went to call the doctor."

Taking Wen Yan's physical condition into consideration, Lou Qinglan made some connections and invited a family doctor to stay in the villa permanently, so that she could take care of Wen Yan in every aspect.

"Is there any medicine?" Ye Xiaofeng probably knew the situation of pancreatic cancer, and asked directly, "Where is the painkiller, I will get it."

Wen Yan pointed in the direction of the bedside table, but he was so painful that he couldn't speak. Ye Xiaofeng walked over in three steps and two steps, searching for a while.

Feng Ce looked at Wen Yan gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain. For some reason, a strong feeling of intolerance suddenly surged in his heart. Suddenly he knelt down on one knee beside Wen Yan, and raised his right hand from Wen Yan's knee all the way up until he pressed the Wen Yan covered his abdomen with his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Is this the pain?"

Then, without waiting for Wen Yan to reply, Feng Ce took Wen Yan's hand away, and saw that he closed his eyes slightly, his internal energy was stimulated from the depths of his dantian, and a long and warm internal breath was forced from his palm immediately. , penetrating through the clothes through the palm, instantly warming Wen Yan's painful part.

The excruciating pain that had spread radially began to improve obviously. Wen Yan looked at Feng Ce who was kneeling in front of him in surprise, and before he could speak, he heard Feng Ce say in a very low voice, "Calm down, don't talk."