Tianguang [entertainment circle]

Xin Ye just listened to Fu Yu's words, and watched her walk back to the room.

Xin Ye didn't say a word until the door was closed.

The fluffy long curly hair hung softly on her shoulders, neck and sides. She stared blankly at the closed door, feeling in a fog for a while.

Fu Yu... What does this mean?

It sounded like she was declaring her possession of Jiang Yuan.

An irreplaceable look.

Like a lost lop-eared rabbit, Xin Ye pouted, feeling sad and wronged.

Suddenly I really want to see Jiang Yuan.

At least once he drilled into her arms, any aggrieved feelings disappeared.

Jiang Yuan walked beside Jiang Yingzhou, and went straight up the steps of the Qingshibandi.

The trees on both sides of the road grow extremely densely, and the branches with tender green leaf buds extend to the middle of the road, trying to sweep over the hair tips of pedestrians.

Jiang Yingzhou walked side by side with Jiang Yuan with his hands behind his back, as if his body was still strong, and he didn't want her to help him.

Jiang Yuan just watched the old man walk up step by step, straightened up from time to time to catch his breath, and then continued to walk forward with his head buried in the steps.

"Is it okay?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"It's better than you." Jiang Yingzhou replied.

Jiang Yuan couldn't resist him, so he could only follow Jiang Yingzhou's speed and go up by his side.

I don't know where the old man made a mistake today, so he dragged Jiang Yuan to climb the mountain early in the morning.

This mountain is just a wild mountain in the suburbs. The plants in the mountain grow freely and wildly, without any regard for the feelings of pedestrians.Coupled with the generally high altitude in Qinghai, this mountain is nothing more than a bumpy small hill that pops out of it.

Although Jiang Yingzhou kept his head buried in the road, he also noticed Jiang Yuan deliberately slowing down beside him.

"Yuanyuan, do you remember which mountains we climbed?"

When Jiang Yuan heard Jiang Yingzhou's question, he didn't hesitate: "Mount Lu, Guanyin Mountain, Fairy Mountain, Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. Do you want to talk about foreign countries?"

Jiang Yingzhou shook his head: "It seems that you still remember a lot."

Jiang Yuan smiled, but remained silent.

"Back then, old man, I was able to walk up a few steps casually, and left you far behind. You were always angry with me because of this, and you didn't talk to me for three days and three nights." Jiang Yingzhou seemed quite concerned. With emotion, "But ah, today is not what it used to be."

"With your bones, can you still climb mountains at the age of 70?" Jiang Yuan teased, "If you want to be a 70-year-old elder in someone else's family, you can be considered healthy if you can jump outside."

"Hmph, I know how to praise others, I didn't raise you for nothing." Jiang Yingzhou smiled with satisfaction, letting Jiang Yuan wipe the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, "Do you know why I asked you to climb the mountain?"

"Reminiscing?"

"Who the hell is climbing a mountain to reminisce?"

"You."

Jiang Yingzhou was at a loss for words for a moment: "Why should I not be happy for myself?"

"Who knows." Jiang Yuan shrugged.

Jiang Yingzhou didn't want to continue bickering with her, so he resigned himself to returning to the original topic.

"You, I'm not talking about you, you're not serious about the girl you like."

Jiang Yuan's expression froze slightly, and his footsteps slowed down a bit: "Not serious?"

Recalling the time she has been with Xin Ye, even though she thinks she has many deficiencies, Xin Ye has not been satisfied in all aspects.But in terms of feelings, she can no longer describe Xin Ye as "serious".

Seeing that Jiang Yuan didn't seem to be enlightened, Jiang Yingzhou only felt that one head and two big.

"Don't you know that every little girl needs a sense of security?" Jiang Yingzhou said patiently, "For this sense of security, you have to tell her from all aspects of your performance that you are trustworthy."

"Like?"

"For example, Yuyu." Jiang Yingzhou paused, raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Yuan's expression, seeing that she still didn't understand, "You must have always known what Yuyu was thinking, right? If you have fantasies, you shouldn't always give her hope."

"I didn't give her hope, I was very clear about every word of rejection."

"No, I'm talking about actions." Jiang Yingzhou shook his head, "Even if you made it very clear, any action you take out of caring for her will make her feel hopeful."

Jiang Yuan could tell that he was talking about Jiang Yuan sending Fu Yu back last night.

"If I don't help her, she will be in danger."

Jiang Yingzhou sighed helplessly: "Can't you see that Yuyu is just testing you? She has been by my side for many years, and has settled many contracts and banquets in the business circle and industry for me. Her How good is the wine? How can it be poured down after a few glasses of wine?

The kid at your table hasn't fallen down yet, if she falls down first, wouldn't it be embarrassing to me, Jiang Yingzhou? "

"But she was the one who fell first, shame?"

"Can you listen to the important points? Little heartless." Jiang Yingzhou glared at her.

Jiang Yuan smiled, waved his hand casually, and didn't seem to care: "Whether she was testing me or not, the circumstances at that time did not allow me to pretend that nothing happened."

Jiang Yingzhou looked at her and sighed slowly: "You are too emotional. But don't forget, she is just the daughter I adopted for an old friend. If she knows the truth about the past years, maybe Maybe he will leave on his own initiative."

"What truth?"

"It's been a long time, so I don't mind mentioning it." Jiang Yingzhou's eyes were long, and he stopped to pant slightly, "Ever since she heard some rumors from someone, she has been persistently trying to search for information over the years, and even used my training She has accumulated good connections for her."

Hearing these words, Jiang Yuan also understood a little bit.

No matter what Fu Yu wanted to do, her every move was within Jiang Yingzhou's sight.

Everything she has grown up is what Jiang Yingzhou has accumulated from home and abroad.If it wasn't for Jiang Yuan's insistence on breaking away from the halo and going out on his own, Jiang Yingzhou wished he could devote all of this to his own granddaughter.

But... What exactly is Fu Yu searching for?

Originally, he wanted to ask Jiang Yingzhou if he could tell her the details, but after thinking for a while, Jiang Yuan chose to shut up obediently.

Since Jiang Yingzhou didn't intend to say it from the beginning, it was naturally inconvenient for Jiang Yuan to know.

Jiang Yuan shut his mouth tactfully, and continued to accompany the old man up the stairs.

While climbing, Jiang Yuan asked: "You dragged me to climb the mountain early in the morning, just to talk about this?"

"Of course not." Jiang Yingzhou replied, "Actually, I want to come to the mountain to see the sunrise, but you are too slow to dawdle, and now you have missed the sunrise."

Jiang Yuan was speechless: "My fault?"

Jiang Yingzhou nodded: "Your fault."

After everyone got up and packed up, Mu Sanwei organized everyone to prepare to go to the First exhibition venue and start watching other films in this competition.

For a total of five days, more than a dozen films will be played in a loop in different screening halls for all exhibitors to watch and learn.

After arriving at the exhibition venue, the first thing everyone decided to see was "Port", which won the best feature film this time. The director and screenwriter are both girls, Mu Yao's personal apprentice, Nursery Rhyme.

When the awards were presented yesterday, the film played for about 15 minutes.

In these 15 minutes, not only the general use of the lens, the look and feel of the picture composition, the suspense and foreshadowing at the beginning of the script, but also the emotional tone and audio-visual language of the film were perfectly and comprehensively presented, so that all the crew present were under the strong leadership of the director. The directing ability is deeply impressed.

When Mu Sanwei and others searched for seats in the dark in the auditorium, they suddenly found that the auditorium where "Port" was played on a loop was already full of people, and it was almost impossible to find a seat where everyone in the crew could gather together.

Jiang Yuanhuan held Xin Ye's small palm, and led her carefully through several seats full of people, and sat on two seats next to each other.

As for the others, they were out of Jiang Yuan's consideration.

Xin Ye sat on the seat, pushed back his long curly hair, and looked around.

There was a lot of voices around, and people in almost every seat were discussing fiercely, and a few words such as "nursery rhymes", "port", "Neruda", and "ocean" popped up from time to time.

You don't need to guess, but this low-cost literary film that has earned enough gimmicks has an extremely strong appeal to everyone who has just entered the film art circle.

"I'm very curious about what kind of story this kind of literary film will tell." Xin Ye took out his portable notebook and was ready to write in the dark, "I heard from the teacher a long time ago that the nursery rhyme sister's The script always has her own typical writing style."

Jiang Yuan nodded: "This can also be seen from her storyboard script."

In short, both of them highly recognize the ability of nursery rhymes.

With the three bells ringing before the movie screening, everyone in the venue stopped the noise, held their breath and fixed their eyes on the screen.

Soon, the green screen faucet with the film release license appeared, which made every young person present gasp.

A feature film by a student crew participating in the exhibition for the first time, unexpectedly won the dragon label?

Jiang Yuan, who had always looked indifferent, was a little stunned for a rare time, but soon recovered.

If it weren't for the lack of public screening funds and record-filing experience in the crew, "Killing a Life" would have had the possibility of obtaining public screening permission.

With the simultaneous sound of waves beating against the reef, a short-haired girl in a white sailor suit appears in the screen, intertwined with the howling sea breeze and the pounding waves in front of her.

The sea water covered the girl's breath and line of sight, where the sea and the sky lined up, neither the afterglow nor the dawn.

The whole film roughly tells the story of a girl from a small town who defends herself with a knife because of her stepfather's persecution in a reorganized family, and finally commits a crime by mistake.

The story line is very simple, but there are many angles from which the core can be expanded.Every character has points worth pulling out to ponder and discuss in detail.

While writing blindly, Xin Ye dissected the story of the film one by one in his mind like dissecting a mannequin.

Jiang Yuan, on the other hand, looked at the slightly jerky composition and camera images thoughtfully.

The photographer's technique is very ordinary, and even if the post-editing building blocks are used to shoot, it may be better than the photographer of this film.

But the connection of each shot is based on the skill of the sub-shot script.

Coupled with the coordination of the tone and texture of the picture, the whole film is like the salty sea breeze blowing against the face under the moonlight.Even if the protagonist is covered in blood, or wandering on the tired street, the image of struggling for freedom that wants to go back with the sea breeze always lingers in the hearts of the people.

Until the end of the screening of the film, many people were still immersed in the shock of the film, unable to recover from it for a long time.

At this time, there is only one thought in everyone's mind - this is a real art film.

When Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye walked out of the screening room and saw Mu Sanwei, Jimu and others gathered together, Mu Sanwei took the lead in asking the question.

"how do you feel?"

Jiang Yuan's face was calm, but his eyes flickered faintly.

"A formidable foe."