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Xia Tian was finally driven away by the monsoon, leaving only a few remnants of forces stubbornly resisting.

When a new season grew on the earth, one evening, Yan Mingyang, who had returned from a long business trip, came to Shen Zui's house again.

Today is the weekend.As far as Yan Mingyang knew, Shen Zui should not have a job.

Yan Mingyang asked the driver to park the car on the side of the road.It's been a while since he came to "disturb" Shen drunk, perhaps because he hadn't figured out what he could help Shen drunk.

Shen Zui has been reading the script for a while, and it is said that Hu Tu has been tugging at the specific terms of the contract with the film crew of "Under the Blue Sky".

Yan Mingyang felt that he had room to speak.He sat quietly in the car for a while, and opened the door to get out of the car after finishing his words.

The temperature of the sunset is not high, but the color is strong and dazzling.When crossing the road, Yan Mingyang saw two familiar figures on the opposite side, standing and talking to each other.

Liang Ce sent Shen Zui home, and the two said goodbye in front of the door.

The wind swept across the asphalt road between the sidewalks, and Yan Mingyang, who was lying in the middle, was in a dilemma.

Being confronted with cars honking their horns in protest, it was very unpleasant.Yan Mingyang stared at Shen Zui for a few seconds, then turned and returned to the car.

"Boss Yan?" The driver cautiously observed Yan Mingyang's expression in the rearview mirror.

"Don't leave now." Yan Mingyang said.

Liang Ce didn't go home drunk together, Yan Mingyang didn't know whether he should feel comforted by this.

He followed the figure of Shen Zui, crossed the road, and was discovered by Shen Zui at the door of the unit.

"Little Tu." Yan Mingyang was a little nervous, but still took the initiative to smile.It's been a long time since he called him that in front of a drunken face.

Shen Zui paid attention to Yan Mingyang's poorly managed facial muscles, and said in a calm tone, "What are you doing? Is today the anniversary of learning from Lei Feng?"

Yan Mingyang paused, and tried to remain calm, "Although Liang Ce is an amateur, if someone finds out who his father is, it will not affect you well."

"Especially when you're going to play "Under the Blue Sky"."

"I haven't signed a contract yet." Shen Zui was carrying a bag in his hand, he had just returned from knife practice.

"Also, that's not what you said when you were with me."

Yan Mingyang stated objectively, "I have the ability to settle many things, but Liang Ce does not."

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't," Shen Zui bit his lower lip, and the corners of his lips were sharpened, "It's fine if I have it."

Yan Mingyang was silent for a moment, his eyes fluctuating.

"What's wrong with you." Standing on the steps, Shen Zui raised his chin condescendingly.

"I found out that you've grown up." Yan Mingyang raised his head and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Drunk's fluffy hair.

"I'm no longer the Shen Xiaotu you were back then." Shen Zui didn't even give in, as if he didn't care about Yan Mingyang's actions at all, "Back then you were 3 years older than me, and now you are still 3 years older than me."

"This 3-year-old seemed like an insurmountable gap to me at the age of 14, but it is almost like a paper trail to me now-it can't be seen at all."

Yan Mingyang withdrew his hand, not too disappointed.

"There will be a film festival in a while, and Xia Rusen will be a judge. Do you want to go?"

"I don't want to." Shen Zui folded his arms and turned his head.Facing Yan Mingyang, he didn't even bother to explain.

Yan Mingyang asked again, "Did the negotiation of "Under the Blue Sky" go well?"

"Hutu is talking." Shen Zui answered fluently, and the silhouette of fallen leaves in the setting sun flashed across his face, "Yan Mingyang, I know you have something to do with Hutu. Hutu works for others, I don't blame him."

"But don't hang around in front of me every day, I'm not in a good mood every day."

"Do you like Liang Ce very much?" Yan Mingyang asked.

Intoxicated, he turned his head and didn't answer the question.

"You like Liu Heng, even Zhou Dafei, I can understand; but Liang Ce..." Yan Mingyang's eyes are thin and tough, with a kind of fragile rational stubbornness, "You just like the feeling of him being with you."

"You can teach me. In terms of learning ability, I can definitely do better than Liang Ce."

The intoxicated head tilted back slightly, his eyes were hidden under the drooping hair, the meaning was unclear.

"In every sense, I am a person with a weak sense of morality." Yan Mingyang admitted frankly, "I don't think I have an obligation to help maintain the relationship between you and Liang Ce."

Shen Zui took a deep breath, with a thoughtful smile on his face.

"You're not wrong." There was a lazy content in his tone, "But unfortunately, I have a lot of choices, so I've never been impatient to teach others."

Yan Mingyang stood under two steps, stunned.

Shen Zui pursed his smiling lips, glanced at Yan Mingyang, then turned around and slammed the unit door behind him.

The golden sunshine, like face, youth and love, like all the beautiful, ruthless and unpredictable things in the world, sprinkled on the two-meter concrete floor between them.

On the day of the Youth Film Festival, Shen Zui squatted in front of the screen and watched all the short films participating in the competition.

He has to admit that his eyes when examining short films are too harsh, more demanding than a mother-in-law when viewing a son-in-law.

Xia Rusen has closed the mountain, Pei Yan is on vacation... Liang Qin chooses a tree, Shen Zui is always actively looking for a director who is worthy of him.

Shen Zui saw Zhou Dafei's short film, which was rated No.1 this year.

There is no doubt that every frame of the shot on the screen is full of talent and dedication that the director cannot conceal, just as it cannot conceal the poverty of the crew.

Shen Zui has never felt so intuitively that it is so difficult to attract investment for a serious film.The money Liang Ce sold for a watch would allow Zhou Dafei to make two more short films.

Shen Zui is proud of his own vision, and at the same time regrets that he was born at an untimely time.

He was even somewhat thankful that he was not as stubborn as Zhou Dafei, and that he bowed his head to the evil capitalist Yan Mingyang at the right time.

Otherwise, "Spring Dwelling" might be dead in the womb.

After Xia Rusen finished being a judge, he didn't leave immediately.The next day, Ding Yin contacted Shen Zui.

After the absence of the birthday party, Shen Zui tried several times to come to Xia Rusen to apologize.But Xia Rusen kept claiming to be sick, so he didn't know if he didn't want to see him.

"Are you sure I can go?" Shen Zui carefully asked Ding Yin for confirmation.Xia Rusen is not in good health, and Shen Zui is always worried that Bu Xiaoru will blow him down.

"I mentioned it to the teacher, it's not a big problem." Ding Yin said, "You come over around the time you finish your lunch."

Xia Rusen has a small workshop-like studio in Shanghai, Shen Zui once visited.He went out early, squatted anxiously in the small coffee shop at the entrance of the studio until 12:30, and then knocked on the door.

It was Ding Yin who came to open the door.He was still holding a bowl in his hand, and he had just eaten half of the meal.

"Here we go, have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." Shen Zui pursed his lips.He didn't eat, nor was he hungry.

"Is the teacher there?"

"Master didn't come." Ding Yin shook his head, and led Shen Zui through the small yard, "The teacher is on the second floor, do you want me to accompany you up?"

"No need." Shen Zui stroked his chest.

Xia Rusen is over sixty years old and is a very dignified person.Although he has closed the mountain, he is not completely retired. The team still has projects and has done a lot of work to train newcomers.

Shen Zui knew where Xia Rusen's office was.He knocked on the door respectfully twice, "Teacher."

The room was quiet for a few seconds, and Xia Rusen could clearly hear intoxication.

"Come in." After a while, a muddy and vicissitudes of life sounded.

Xia Rusen was sitting behind the desk, working.

Shen Zui pushed open the door, slowly moved to the front of Xia Rusen's desk, put his hands down in front of him politely, raised his eyes and lowered them quickly, "Hello, teacher."

Shen Zui spent his whole life being unrestrained and doing his own way, but he always respected him almost timidly in front of Xia Rusen, not daring to be presumptuous at all.

"Raise your head." Xia Rusen seemed to sigh, and his tone was definitely not kind.He put down the paper in his hand, looked at the grown-up lover in front of him, "What's the matter with lowered eyebrows."

Shen Zui could only raise his head, he pursed his lips nervously, "Teacher, I'm sorry."

Xia Rusen ignored Shen Zui's apology.He is the kind of director completely different from Pei Yan, with gray beard and hair, he does not have half of the glamor of the entertainment industry, but only reveals a simple and persistent filmman's atmosphere.

"What are you up to lately?"

"I'm reading the script and getting ready for an audition." Shen Zui replied honestly.

Xia Rusen was not kind because of Shen Zui's answer.

"You want to make "Under the Blue Sky"?" he asked.

Intoxicated, he thought about Pei Yan, who wanted to take a vacation, and Zhou Dafei, who was poor. "It should be, and the only thing that needs to be signed is the contract."

Xia Rusen's lips were a little tight, and his already slightly old face became even more serious.

Shen Zui knew that "Under the Blue Sky" was definitely not a movie that Xia Rusen could watch, so he bowed his head guiltily after he finished speaking.

"Why did you film "Under the Blue Sky"?" Xia Rusen didn't intend to let Shen Zui go.He said bluntly, "Are you short of money now?"

Chen Zui raised his head, a natural melancholy appeared on his eyebrows, and he almost shed tears.

"You said you were sorry just now." Xia Rusen stood up, and he took a deep breath, "You didn't make "Spring Rest". Actually, I don't blame you."

"This incident is at best a bit regrettable, but who has no regrets. A life without regrets is like a movie without ups and downs, without interest and depth."

"I don't blame you for "Lose Temperature"—Although Pei Yan and I have some festivals, I understand that you have difficulties. Fortunately, Pei Yan didn't completely smash the pot, which is really surprising."

"As for you and that person surnamed Yan," Xia Rusen's face was a bit indescribable when he mentioned Yan Mingyang, "you are an adult and have the freedom to choose your private life. People's tastes in love are often beyond their control, no matter what I do It’s impossible to scold you for this.”

Intoxicated: "......"

"However," Xia Rusen changed the subject, looking at intoxicated eyes with unprecedented sternness, "You can't just let yourself make this kind of movie all the time."

"Teacher," Shen Zui subconsciously said, "I,"

"It's very difficult to climb up, but it's easy to fall down." Xia Rusen's tone was full of hatred for iron and steel, "For an actor—a good actor, your current gap period is not considered at all. long."

"You have to know how to cherish feathers, love, cherish, feathers, feathers—do you understand!"

Drunken and dazed, he looked at Xia Rusen who was obviously older than before, and was speechless for a moment.

"I chose you to act, and I never thought of getting any gratitude in return." Xia Rusen supported the table with one hand, and his breathing was a little short, "But you are extremely talented, and you used to have dreams. I can't bear to see you wasting your time."

People's thinking always stays unreasonably in the years and months that they value most.

Yan Mingyang in his intoxicated mind is that 17-year-old boy, and Xia Rusen in his intoxicated mind will always be the old man who came to the village to lead him to Beijing.

"Teacher, I," Shen Zui stammered for a long time before he finally stopped crying.He sniffed, "Teacher, don't be angry, I,"

"Think clearly about what you want." Xia Rusen's eyes fell on Shen Zui with deep eyes, "If you want fame and fortune like everyone else and most people, just pretend I didn't say what I said today. You don’t have to miss me as a teacher anymore.”