Maybe it's because I've been making movies for too long recently, Jiang Wen is a little chattering, and Zhao Fusheng can see that this guy is actually in a hurry, and it is a feeling of suppressing some emotion in his chest.

Seeing this guy gulping down wine, Zhao Fusheng asked helplessly, "Huayi, what's the situation?"

Jiang Wenyan raised his head and showed a smile: "They promised to invest another five million." ”

Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded: "Yes, this is enough." ”

"yes, enough money. Jiang Wen sighed: "But the problem now is that the more I shoot, the more I feel that it is too difficult for this drama to be released in China." ”

Yu Feihong was stunned, but Zhao Fusheng understood what Jiang Wen meant.

The play "The Devil is Coming" has a strong Jiang style, to put it bluntly, this play is Jiang Wen's satire and exposure of that era. However, in the eyes of some people above, this drama does not mainly show our party's leadership over the anti-Japanese work.

This alone means that this is destined to be a banned film.

And for Jiang Wen, this is undoubtedly a difficult thing to accept.

"Old Jiang, you said that people are alive, either pursuing what they want, or watching others pursue what they want, isn't it a little tiring?" Zhao Fusheng looked at Jiang Wen and suddenly asked him.

Jiang Wen was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head silently, looking at the shaking wine glass in front of him.

He was a little confused, and he didn't know why Zhao Fusheng suddenly said this.

"Old ginger. Yu Feihong thought for a while and said to Jiang Wen: "No matter what, it will be very hard for people to live, and occasionally it may be sad for a while, but if you get through it, it will be a happy day, right?"

Zhao Fusheng almost didn't laugh out loud, what did Yu Feihong understand, could it be that she thought that Jiang Wen was distressed because of emotional problems?

"Ahem, Feihong, what do you want?" Jiang Wen said to Feihong with a slight embarrassment.

Yu Feihong was stunned, and heard Jiang Wen start to talk about movies.

Seeing that the two of them were chatting happily, Zhao Fusheng didn't speak again, but stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Sometimes a word will shake our hearts, a set of words will urge our tear ducts, and a word can make a banner wake up.

Maybe for Jiang Wen, all he needs is the object of confiding.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng sighed in his heart, everyone needs to talk, Jiang Wen needs it, and he actually needs it, but Jiang Wen can tell others if he is unhappy.

As for himself, Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly.

Through this kind of thing, others may not believe it when you say it.

After all, this is not the 21st century, after the baptism of many film and television dramas and literary works, crossing and rebirth has become a familiar thing. In addition, in all kinds of rebirths, it is not uncommon for everyone to be dissatisfied with their existing lives, and who is not eager to start their lives again.

And now, if Zhao Fusheng tells others about his experience, he will probably be treated as a madman.

Therefore, no matter what kind of inner fluctuations he had in his heart, Zhao Fusheng could only hide it, silently, and not let anyone know.

"Maybe that's the price. Zhao Fusheng walked slowly, but remembered the ancient poem in his heart: Everyone is drunk and I am awake alone.

........................

........................

Walking into the bathroom, Zhao Fusheng was about to come out after going to the toilet, when he heard a voice outside.

"Director Zhang, what do you think of this little girl?"

"It's okay, but I can't let go of it, I'm a little nervous. A somewhat deep voice sounded, sounding a little old.

Zhao Fusheng frowned, stopped, but did not go out.

"That night, I asked her to go to you, and you gave her individual instructions on her acting skills. At first, the voice smiled and said.

"Well, that's fine. Director Zhang nodded reservedly.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and when Zhao Fusheng walked out of the bathroom, he blinked, shook his head and smiled bitterly, don't you want to be so bloody.

But this matter has nothing to do with him, and there is no need for people to talk about their own paths.

But all this, when Zhao Fusheng walked to the door, he was stunned.

Because not far away, the girl who sang before was standing there with a tangled face, and there were two men standing beside her, one of whom was the director named Zhang Li. The other person, Zhao Fusheng, didn't know, but it should be the man who was talking in the bathroom before.

"Xiao Song, think about it, Director Zhang is a well-known director in our country. As soon as the man spoke, Zhao Fusheng knew that it was the guy in the bathroom just now.

"It's been a prize, it's been a prize. Zhang Li hurriedly waved his hand, although he said modest words, but the expression on his face did not show any modesty.

"I know, but it's too late, I have to go back to the dormitory......" The girl surnamed Song lowered her head and grabbed the corner of her clothes.

She was supposed to participate in a crew interview today, but she was pulled over by the assistant director, saying that she wanted the director to see her conditions.

I thought it was just a meeting, but I didn't expect to come to the bar again after dinner, and after being asked to go up and sing a song, the other party said that he would take him home to guide his acting skills.

She's not stupid, and if she doesn't know what people are thinking in this case, she's stupid.

But the problem is, she doesn't want to sell herself like that!

"What dormitory to go back to, don't you know Director Zhang's guidance, how many people can't ask for it, let me tell you, if you miss this opportunity, you won't want to have the opportunity to play any important roles again!"

The little girl was dumbfounded, and stood there without saying a word for a long time.

Zhao Fusheng originally wanted to leave, but at that moment, the ghost made the god stop.

He wondered what the girl would choose.

Because at that moment, he thought of Fan Baobao in his previous life.

Perhaps, at some point in her previous life, she also faced the same choice, to go left or right, whether to choose to be a noble person in front of the infinite scenery, or to sink into obscurity.

And now, this little girl surnamed Song seems to be facing the same situation as Fan Baobao.

I just don't know if she is also as depressed as Fan Baobao in her previous life.

"Xiao Song, as for me, I don't really want to guide you, I just see that you are a good seedling and have a lot of shaping value, so I have the idea of loving talent. Seeing that the girl was hesitating there, Zhang Li coughed and slowly opened his mouth: "Of course, if you find it inconvenient, then forget it, so be it." ”

As he spoke, he made a gesture to leave.

And at that moment, the corners of Zhao Fusheng's mouth flashed with a hint of curvature......