The First Thousand Seven Hundred and Sixty-Ninth Chapters Star Assembly

Xiao Yunhai put down his cell phone and said, "Well, look at it, just when the Olympic Games was mentioned, someone called." Ge Wuyou sighed, "What a pity. You gave up such a good opportunity in vain. If it were me, I would definitely run faster than a rabbit." Wang Guoan said: "Yunhai, with your prestige, if you really want to grab the position of chief director, maybe you can really kill Mo Kaixuan. After all, he is not young. Now, my health is not very good." Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "I will not be involved in this matter. I am planning to make a Hollywood literary film in the second half of the year." "What Hollywood literary film?" Chou Ku Sun Cha is far away from the orphan, and Xiao Yunhai smiles bitterly: "You need inspiration to write a song. I've been busy with The Condor Heroes recently, where do I have time to write any songs? When Xiao Yunhai said this, even Zhao Wanqing was extremely surprised and asked, "Husband, aren't you?" Xiao Yunhai said, "I plan to shoot a fool named Forrest Gump, the script is all in my head. People say that I am a director of commercial films, and I am going to make a foreign literary film in the second half of the year to slap all of them in the face." After Xiao Yunhai succeeded in Zhuxian, he has been thinking about what kind of film to make next. . After thinking about it for a long time, I was ready to make a literary film, and finally I chose Forrest Gump, which almost no one knew about in the previous life, and no one knew about it. This film, Xiao Yunhai has watched it many times, and it has already been recited. He wants to prove to people that he can be the king not only in commercial films, but also in literary films all over the world. Zhao Wanqing sighed and said, "I just hope you don't get slapped in the face." Ge Wuyou said, "Yunhai, it's not that easy to make a literary film that can be recognized by fans." Wang Guoan nodded and said, "Yes. Thought, depth, and a kind of heart tremor, it's too difficult. It would be very good to have five literary films out of a hundred high-grossing films." Sun Yanjun Dao: "Yunhai, do you know that the average age of directors who can make classic literary and artistic films is over forty-five, and the youngest are forty years old. Although some young people have also made high-box-office literary and artistic films, but The artistic value is far inferior to these classic literary films. If you want to make achievements in this field, it is very difficult. No, it should be said that it is very difficult." Seeing three film stars and one film queen, they are not optimistic about their literary films. Xiao Yunhai was not surprised at all, let alone angry. He took a sip of tea and said: "Three teachers, I know what you mean. But I don't believe in this evil. People have to pursue, you are welcome to say, I have no progress in the field of commercial films, so I only I can work hard on a literary film." Hearing Xiao Yunhai's words, Wang Guoan and the others suddenly didn't know what to say. Indeed, Xiao Yunhai established his reputation as the world's No. 1 commercial director through Zhu Xian and 2012. In a short period of time, no one can break the record he created. The heights are too cold, there is no goal, and Xiao Yunhai's filming is no longer for money, so turning to literary films becomes a logical thing. Ge Wuyou touched his bald head and sighed, "It's really admirable for an artist to do your part. Come on, let's toast to Yunhai's literary film." "Cheers." Xiao Tengyang and Xiao Jinyu watched When they arrived, they also shouted together, "Cheers." When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter. Zhao Wanqing even kissed their little cheeks. In the next few days, Xiao Yunhai's family of three had a great time in Qingdao. By the afternoon of June 5th, almost half of the entertainment industry's star artists had arrived. In the evening, Xiao Yunhai directly held a grand reception in the hotel. After looking around, Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "Mr. Sun, your neck is doing well in the entertainment industry. There are so many people here. Even Director Jiao Fangtao and Teacher Liang Hui, who were filming, came all the way." Huang Bo's teacher,

When Sun Yanjun saw so many people giving face to students, he was naturally proud and said with a smile: "This kid's acting skills may be a little far from reaching the peak, but he is much better than me in dealing with others. None of the actors he collaborated with said that he was not good. If you describe him as eloquently, they all feel sorry for him." Xiao Yunhai laughed and said, "The emotional intelligence of the neck has always been very high. Oh, Mr. Ye, you are not busy. Are you making a new album?" Ye Yongren, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, came over with a glass of red wine in his hand, and said, "How could I not come to the wedding of my neck?" Sun Yanjun smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, you really have to focus on your work. It's time for the music." The enemy, Yuanke Guihoucha received Lengqiu, Sun Qiu, and Ye Yongren sighed and said, "My body is dying. Since I fell off the horse, my waist has been uncomfortable. Anyway, action movies I don't want to touch kung fu movies anymore. There is no problem with scenes that don't require strenuous activity." Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "I guess it's an order from your family's leaders." Ye Yongren nodded and said, "That's right. She is also worried about my body. By the way, Yunhai, do you have a new song that is more suitable for me? My album is still short of a song that can hold the scene." Xiao Yunhai smiled bitterly: "You need inspiration to write a song. I've been busy with The Condor Heroes lately, so where do I have time to write any songs?" Ye Yongren said disappointedly, "Then my luck is really bad." "Lao Ye, why are you in such a hurry. For Yun Hai In a week, I promise to write a classic." Chen Huan, who was a little fatter than before, came over and said. Ye Yongren's eyes lit up and he looked at Xiao Yunhai expectantly. Ye Yongren snapped his fingers and said, "That's great." Chen Huan said, "Old Ye, congratulations. The entire Chinese music scene knows that once Emperor Yun makes a move, he will not be able to write about it without him. The song that came out." Xiao Yunhai said: "Don't put a high hat on me, I can't stand it. By the way, Mr. Chen, how do you know your neck?" Chen Huan laughed: "On a variety show, we At the same time, I was interviewed by the host. This kid was so enthusiastic, he took me out to eat, and he literally got me drunk. During the New Year, he often went to my place to sit and gave me some seafood. You said me Can you not know me?" Xiao Yunhai laughed and scolded: "This bastard has never brought me seafood. Mr. Sun, have you?" Sun Yanjun said, "Three times a year." Xiao Yunhai said speechlessly, "This kid goes to my place. He never brings anything, but often takes mine. It seems that I need to give him an ideological and political education class." "Hahaha." Everyone laughed. Because of the wedding the next day, the reception only lasted for more than two hours. Everyone got together to chat for a while, and then it was over. Back in the room, Xiao Yunhai turned on the computer. After thinking for a while, he tapped the keyboard. Zhao Wanqing, who had just put the child to sleep, came over and asked, "Husband, what are you doing?" Xiao Yunhai said, "Write a song. Teacher Ye asked me for a song to be the title of his new album." Zhao Wanqing lay down behind her husband. On your back, look at the computer screen. "I'm waiting for a girl, or I'm waiting to sink into a sea of ​​misery. A love silently irrigates" Seeing that Xiao Yunhai had finished writing the song soon, Zhao Wanqing sighed: "Husband, you are so amazing, it takes a moment to write the lyrics. Don't stop. By the way, what's the name of this song" Xiao Yunhai typed out the two characters Bing Yu, which is one of the masterpieces of Liu Tianwang in his previous life. "You're done." Xiao Yunhai stood up and said, "Wife, do you know how tormented I was just now?"

In Qing's pajamas, she gently rubbed the towering chest on her chest and said, "It made me almost unable to write a song. Now, I will punish you." Zhao Wanqing is as beautiful as a peach blossom, with a charming face, It is a pity that the words he said made Xiao Yunhai half cold. Xiao Yunhai rolled his eyes and roared in a low voice, "I hate your aunt."