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Early in the morning, Ling Qingyuan was in a hurry to pack his things when he suddenly received a call.He frowned and pressed answer, waiting for the other party to speak without saying a word.On the opposite side was a cadenced male voice: "Director Cheng, I heard that you are going to America for filming."

Ling Qingyuan sighed: "Shao Weiqian, Jiu Shu's greetings are straight to the point."

"Judging from your tone, I want to call you Director Ling.

Ling Qingyuan closed the door of the study, motioning for him to speak directly.Shao Weiqian was not ambiguous: "Although Cheng Hebai has been silent all the time, he is not willing to be silent. Are you proving your 'life' with your creation?"

"I don't have to prove myself, just be myself and do what I want to do. I want to live, yes, this is my life."

The other end of the phone smiled lightly: "Since you don't want to recognize your father, and don't want to have trouble with the Ling family, just be Cheng Hebai obediently. You are very courageous, and you are afraid that people in the world will not know that you are Ling Qingyuan. And you are still running to the United States, not to carry Do you want someone to aim at the bullseye?"

"It has nothing to do with who I am. Even if I live as Cheng Hebai, I still want to direct and make the movies I like." Ling Qingyuan gathered the materials and put them in the bag while listening to the phone, but he didn't take his words to heart.

"I'm a good person once in a thousand years. Some people don't appreciate it. Forget it, you can do it yourself. You have to know that it's much easier to kill you in a place you don't know well than in China."

The work in Ling Qingyuan's hands stopped for a moment: "Shao Weiqian, I thank you for your reminder. But I still can't control others. In short, I can't let go of everything just because of him, and dare not do anything."

The other end of the phone pushed forward: "You can go to see Mr. Ling Mu when you go to the United States. For the smooth shooting of your favorite movie, and for your personal safety. Seeing him and recognizing your father are always beneficial and harmless Bar."

"No, thank you for telling me to pay attention to safety. However, that gentleman and I, our relationship and family relationship are not topics that you can control."

The other side chuckled and pinched the phone.Ling Qingyuan stared blankly at the phone screen for a while, packed his bags and went downstairs.Tan Yue's compulsory course every morning is to exchange work with Xu Zhong. Ling Qingyuan often feels that he can take this opportunity to learn cooking skills with Xu Zhong, which is much more meaningful than the boring schedule.

Ling Qingyuan was walking into the restaurant, and heard Xu Zhong say that "Under the Night Sky" had a very good two-week box office, and the director of the story had the appeal.Ling Qingyuan congratulated Boss Tan for making money.Tan Yue rubbed his face, seeing his expressionless face, and asked him if he was still thinking about movies.

Ling Qingyuan kissed him deeply, and told him to close his eyes and not look at himself. The film "Mountain" first filmed the overseas part, that is, the clips of Fu Yan studying abroad and returning from the United States.This scene was originally planned by Ling Qing for 5 minutes, and it was completed in a week. The actors brought out were only Tan Yue, Qin Ziyu, and the young Fu Si.The assistant director has arranged an American university as the filming location, requisitioned laboratory classrooms and a large-wave foreign crowd performance.

After breakfast, Xu Zhong sent the two of them to the airport to meet up with the crew.There are only three actors, and the booth is not big. In addition to the director team, the main photography, art, props and costumes follow.When Mudli saw the two dogs, he asked Tan Yue if he was bullying again, making others feel wrong.Tan Yue really yelled injustice.

Needless to say, the journey went smoothly, and when they arrived in another country, Ling Qingyuan set up camp and was soon ready.He only needed a few scene clips, Fu Yan played the cello on campus, Zhuzhi passed by, met and fell in love.Do experiments and communicate with foreign professors and students.Hearing the news of the motherland, the family of three was very excited, and exchanged good news with Chinese students at the school dance.Applying to return to the country was finally approved after the ups and downs.

Tan Yue proudly said that he would show Ling Qingyuan a foreign language.Ling Qingyuan said dryly, since it wasn't a live broadcast anyway, even his noble British accent was useless.Tan Yue seemed to feel that the strings of his heart were a little tight.

The sky was blue without any impurities, the light was just right, and the camera position on the shaded lawn was ready. Ling Qingyuan saw Tan Yue playing the piano in a decent manner, and Qin Ziyu was also ready to pass by.Earlier, Tan Yue asked Ling Qingyuan what song he chose, and Ling Qingyuan had a clue in his mind, saying it was "Songs Without Words", so Tan Yue practiced sawing from morning to night.Now it doesn't sound so shocking, and the bow is still decent.

Ling Qingyuan frowned in his heart.Qin Ziyu and Tan Yue are worthy of Wannian's partners, and they can have a sense of picture when they stop there.After the meeting, Ling Qingyuan asked the two to walk together for a while.When the wind blows, Zhuzhi's long skirt is swaying, her hands are on her straw hat, and Fu Yan's dark brown suit is tall and straight, handsome and dignified.In a foreign country, the best years of a couple.

Ling Qingyuan rested his chin and watched the replay several times intently, and asked them to reinterpret this journey with the love of classmates, encounters with old acquaintances in other places, and other aspects.After the performance, Qin Ziyu smiled and told Tan Yue that the director was not jealous.Tan Yue thought, Ling Qing probably didn't have that muscle, or believed in himself too much.

"Maybe, we are going to perform kisses in the way foreigners greet here, and the director will only say that the plot is wrong, it doesn't fit the character's character and the background of the time, and the emotional brewing is not the time, so I have to cut it and waste my film." Clearly, Tan Yue was a little glib, but he showed full pampering towards someone.

Qin Ziyu burst out laughing, and said leisurely that Tan Yue's words could only be said casually.

Subsequent shoots went smoothly.Tan Yue's Fu Yanzheng conducted experiments with Professor "Zhen" Yang in the organic laboratory, and exchanged the experimental results.He is fluent in blackboard writing in English teaching in class, and prepares lessons with a desk lamp and books after class.Fu Yan listens to the old radio, learns the news, and shares the joy with Zhuzhi.

Ling Qingyuan's eyes are very poisonous, and he is also very demanding, and he still takes the trouble to pay attention to details.He gave everyone in the crew the right to say "no", but he was often the only one who said no.Ling Qingyuan explained the effect he wanted to the actor, Tan Yue listened, and Qin Ziyu had to listen too.

Just like cooperating many times, Mudli will give advice on specific details such as angle framing.Gradually, the rest of the crew got used to the young director.It is actually very easy to get used to him, because he is not unfamiliar with his demands and fault-finding.

After the simple scene is completed, the most difficult bone comes - the school dance.Ling Qingyuan asked the actor to assist the director to capture more than a hundred foreigner accessories, and the costumes and props were all prepared in strict accordance with the 50s and [-]s.What?Miniskirts and hip skirts punk rock are a no-go.All come with formal, elegant, old-fashioned evening dresses.The props have caught a hundred madmen, and the self-brought purchase and lease are finally ready.The same crazy thing is the camera, taking a panoramic view from a high place, then turning the circle, and finally pulling the camera for a close-up, and there is no broomstick, director, you can play with us.In the end, all problems were properly resolved under Ling Qingyuan's decision.

At this large school gathering, Fu Yan happily communicated with his classmates from China, told them that the motherland needs such a group of people, and called on everyone to return to the country for construction.At the same time, Fu Yan bid farewell to the foreign professors in the research group, but was detained.

Ling Qingyuan occasionally lost his mind, he saw that the young Fu Yan was so high-spirited and impassioned.From time to time, his eyes would follow Tan Yue's figure too much, and then he would blame himself for neglecting to grasp the overall situation.

Although it is not a live radio, there is still an orchestra for the effect.The extras have been moving around irregularly, blocking the shooting path from time to time in a mess, which made Ling Qingyuan feel helpless.The more people there are, the greater the variables, there is no way.However, at this huge uncontrollable scene where even the five senses could not be taken care of, there was sudden chaos.

The music was too loud, the sound of footsteps was chaotic and mixed with various foreign languages, and the students exchanged toasts one after another.The moment the thunder fell to the ground, what was different from the sound of the chamber orchestra tearing apart the crowd and piercing people's eardrums.It was the sudden impact of metal without warning, the explosion of gunpowder, and the faint smoke of gunpowder.

The crowd roared and panicked.

"Hebai—"

Tan Yue looked back and saw that the director's seat was in chaos. The man was not in the position, and he seemed to have fallen or fell down.A crowd of people ran away with their heads in their hands, and some people shouted terror attack, and knelt down on the spot with their heads in their hands.Tan Yue rushed towards him like crazy.

Cheng Lubai on the other side of the ocean just got up from the bed, yawned, had breakfast, and swiped his phone.A push message caught her attention: "A campus shooting occurred at a certain university in the United States."If you shoot, you shoot, that corner has become commonplace not long ago.She bit off most of the meat bun with her small cherry mouth, choking so much that her eyes glazed over and she finished reading the headline of the news - disturbing the filming of "Mountain".

The buns were stuck in her throat with the leather belt, and she almost cried. She looked down: the embassy said there was no news of our casualties.The buns were eaten with their skins and flesh.

Cheng Lubai picked up his mobile phone and called her brother. After the ringing sounded across light years and traveled through time and space for an incomparably long time, Tan Yue picked it up: "Your brother is fine." His tone was very cruel.

Cheng Lubai only said one word: "Let..." My brother answered the phone.On the opposite side, Tan Yue didn't give her a chance to speak, and the demon possessed Yan Luo descended and yelled at her: "I told you that your brother is fine."

The phone hung up.Cheng Lubai seemed to hear her brother's voice on the phone, but she didn't seem to hear it.It's just that her brother-in-law's two words are as cold as snow in June and as cold as severe winter, which really makes this girl want to roll on the ground in horror.It's nine o'clock in the morning Eastern time, it should be night over there...

Tan Yue threw the phone to the ground, and put his hands on Ling Qingyuan's shoulder again.The legs of the person under him were bent and opened for too long, so long that they were going to have muscle spasms. The person under him wanted to wrap his waist around his waist in a friendly way, but he ruthlessly opened it with one hand.

"Do you know. You don't know... You don't know that when I thought you belonged to me forever and ever, you gave me the feeling that in the next second, you would disappear like nothing else.

"You have never tasted the pain of being without a person in your heart, and you don't know what it is like to be missing a piece that can no longer be filled. You have never seen that you can't see your fingers, it's so dark that there are no lights, and you can't even find the way. I don't know what it looks like.

"Ling Qingyuan, did you ask for the marriage for nothing, did you wear the ring for nothing? I should have ripped you apart long ago, tied you up to me. I'll let you be so self-righteous again, and let you treat me with respect." If you don't see it, you don't hear it, I've already..."

Ling Qingyuan's face was wet, he didn't know whether it was his own sweat or tears or the sweat or tears of the man above.He reached for his face with difficulty, wanting to touch him and comfort him.Ling Qing wanted to raise her head to kiss him, but he pressed her shoulder again, accepting his more violent baptism.

For another moment, Ling Qingyuan didn't even have the strength to keep his hand touching his face, and his forearm fell off the bed, but he just stared at Tan Yue with a dull yet gentle smile, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"I won't go..."

Tan Yue knelt on his heels, grabbed the sheet with his toes, and supported his waist and back with both hands, hugging him against her, the person in his arms was soft, warm, and warm.Ling Qingyuan maintains a connection with him in an extremely awkward posture, like conjoined twins sharing a heart face to face, but their bodies are intertwined.

Tan Yue choked up: "Don't scare me...don't ever leave."

Every inch of Ling Qingyuan's muscles and bones were opened by Tan Yue, and he almost failed to ascend.But he had to suffer, Tan Yue said he had to suffer, disregarding the two of them, not reporting what he knew, not avoiding danger when he knew it.The target is him, and he still runs to take care of the surveillance cameras. If it is not for his fate, there will be an obstacle in the sky, or there will be a blood hole in the back, and he will see God immediately.

Ling Qingyuan had never seen him so angry, and tried to comfort him feebly, but insisted that if he hadn't taken a step, he might have been tricked.Tan Yue was even more angry, the little goblin distorted the facts, thinking that what made him angry was not this "step", but that he shouldn't have known about it and not reported it at all.Tan Yue told him sternly, how would he feel if everything went wrong.Ling Qingyuan admitted his mistake and handed himself over to him...but he still didn't feel wrong.

"If I tell you, you will restrict my freedom and prevent me from going anywhere. I am the director, and I want to shoot with the crew."

Filming was postponed as local police were investigating the shooting.Instead of Ling Qingyuan, Mudli went to comfort the film crew, and said reasonably that they could wander around the local area and come back to shoot.When Mudli returned to his residence, he saw Tan Yue standing at his door with a stinky face leaning against the wall. He suddenly missed the cigarette he had given up for his wife's second child.

"Not having fun?"

"Sooner or later, I will be played to death by that little goblin." Tan Yue complained in a voice that Mudli could not hear, and then said hoarsely in a voice he could hear: "His brother."

"Ling Daoyuan really hates him to the bottom of his heart. And Shao Weiqian actually reminded him that it is dangerous to come to the United States for filming." Tan Yue said in a tone of spoiled food: "The little goblin didn't tell me."

Hearing Shao Weigan's three words, Moore blinked his eyes sensitively: "Hasn't the Shao family been cleaned up? How come it's Shao Weigan's turn to report this matter. Besides, why did he defect and what position does he have?" Inform Qingyuan of the danger in advance."

"Shao Weiqian wants to encourage Qingyuan to recognize his father. Not only is it to prevent Ling Daoyuan from being punished for murder, but he is also unwilling to destroy his own ship. He wants to completely expose the conspiracy of brother-killing brother and drag the Ling family down." The angry voice stopped abruptly, as if he suddenly remembered something, Tan Yue grabbed a handful of hair and shook his head, turning around to leave.

"It's easy to calculate, the identity is determined, and the inheritance is suspicious. Once this matter happens, the Ling family will not be in chaos." Mudli took two steps and sighed: "This kind of shit, even if you think about it with the soles of your feet, he will not agree. No matter what What is his relationship with Mr. Ling Mu...but his family affection is pure after all."

Tan Yue stopped walking and turned his head, his chin raised as if laughing or mocking.Perhaps, what he thought of just now was this one: "I don't know what to do or not to give up, my dear brother has never thought about pure family affection."

Mudli gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, went up and bent his fingers to knock on the door, and slapped Tan Yue's chest twice: "Come on, leave this imperialist country as soon as possible after filming, and go halfway to the sky. If you want to worry about him, just circle him." After leaving him, I will reluctantly guide him."

"I would like to. But do you know why the goblin hid such a big thing from me? He just didn't want me to know that he was dangerous, so he wouldn't let him shoot with the crew all the time." Tan Yue thought of Ling Qingyuan's good attitude and admitted his mistake Sending the body and mind, but the dead duck does not repent and does not let go, and suddenly there is an evil fire mixed with oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and bitterness.

"Ling Daoyuan."

The gray-haired man looks out of the window at the garden with his hands behind his back.It is clearly the sunny and cloudless summer, but the sun seems to be unable to shine in. There are only two cold white lights left in the huge and luxurious house.

"Dad." Ling Daoyuan was leaning against the door of the house, standing against the wall, ten steps away was his father, whose hair was dyed white by the white sunlight, his father.Ling Daoyuan stands upright with his hands drooping. His appearance is delicate and alert from his mother, and his brows are sharp and ruthless like his uncle's. Of course, he also inherits the cunning and stubbornness from his father.

"What have you done?"

"Dad, you know best, company and home, these are the two places I go every day."

"Why do things happen every summer? This year, a year ago, and another year ago." Ling Mu turned around, walked towards his son with heavy steps and stood with his hands behind his back. Mi Kaiwai looked at each other: "I don't know if I don't ask. Someone specifically told me that the film crew that happened to be attacked was shooting Qing Yuan's work. There is no doubt that it should be a good thing you did."

"No, no! Dad, my brother's last work is "Under the Night Sky", which has already been released. Who is talking nonsense..."

"Shao Wei did it. Do you think he is talking nonsense?" Ling Mu said coldly.Originally, a shooting at a university in a certain city on the west coast was just a flash of news, but there was a person who had to ask his secretary to tell him to tell him: the crew that the shooting happened to, "The Mountain", was it? Works by Ling Qingyuan.His son was ruthless and bought the gunman just to disturb the pornographic drama.The person who begged for "atonement" was afraid that Ling Mu would not believe it, so he specially sent the script to his mailbox, just to prove that it was Ling Qingyuan's style.

"Dad, he resented us for being too resolute in withdrawing capital and going ashore last year, so he provoked and provoked the relationship between father and son."

"Ling Daoyuan, do we still need to provoke the relationship between father and son? Back then, I asked your mother to help Qingyuan make a movie through relatives in the mainland. Your mother did it and 'helped' him. But in the end, what kind of money was given to him? Who lived? hand, whoever pays the bill, whoever gives it to him.”

"It's the Shao family. It's all good things they did. They distorted your good intentions. Dad, so you can't believe what Shao Wei did. It was he himself who didn't want the Shao family to fall into the water, and he wanted to drag us to be buried with him."

"Yes, the Shao family is also 'poor'." Ling Mu followed his son's words and repeated in a deep voice.As soon as the conversation changed, the tone rose, and he couldn't say a sarcasm: "'Poor', they have repeatedly 'helped you' like that, but you have ended up being so treacherous and slandering."

Ling Daoyuan concealed his guilty conscience and called out forcefully, "Dad."

"There is a limit to nonsense. And your nonsense is never tiresome. I don't ask about many things, so you just pretend that I don't know. If I let go of many things, it means I admit it."

Having said so many words in one breath, even though Ling Mu tried to be healthy, he couldn't hide his tiredness in his sixtieth year.His voice was forked, and he said in an empty tone: "Daoyuan, I ground you at home, but you can still control thousands of miles. You just restrain yourself. How long can I live for you to mess around and protect you from the wind and rain? .Doesn't anyone know what you've done wrong but God?"

Ling Mu took a deep breath, his lungs were connected to his trachea, his old age was in a state of uncertainty.Ling Mu closed his eyes forcefully, and calmed down instantly.He left Ling Daoyuan and left the living room, and saw the assistant approaching.

"Is "Playground Under the Night Sky" still showing in the mainland?"

"Yes sir, the schedule is until the end of July."

"Book tickets. Schedule me a time ASAP, or weekend, I'm going to see this movie."

Secretary Li Ya knew that the ticket Ling Mu mentioned should be a round-trip ticket. He looked at the schedule and said, "Long-distance flight, you don't have time to rest after coming and going, your body... let's talk about Sunday..."

"I must watch this movie. Book tickets for me, and contact Shao Weiqian for me by the way. I want to see him." Ling Mu said in a cold tone that could not be refuted: "As for Ling Daoyuan, he usually stares at him and locks all his communications It is a tool. It is necessary for the mother and child to go to church on weekends.”