In fact, when Jiang Wen and Lou Ye sat there with a serious face and looked at themselves, Zhao Fusheng sighed and raised his head to look at the ceiling.

At this moment, he thought of immortal partners such as the blue-skinned mouse and the big-faced cat, Shuck and Beta, Tom and Jerry, and so on.

Well, with these two guys here, Zhao Fusheng already has an understanding of the success of today's dinner.

This is another gathering of literary old men.

"Yo, our great talent is here. The person who opened his mouth to say this was naturally Lou Ye, who had been with Zhao Fusheng on the banks of Suzhou Creek in Shanghai for more than a month, and the relationship between the two was naturally very familiar, and this kind of joke was also made.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at him angrily: "What about Gongzi Zhou?"

Lou Ye and Zhou Gongzi have nothing to do with it, he just likes Zhou Gongzi's aura, and it just so happens that Zhao Fusheng is too, and he purely appreciates Zhou Gongzi, the two of them almost hit it off, and quickly became Zhou Gongzi's fans, which made Zhou Gongzi joke that if he organizes a fan club in the future, he must leave the first two numbers to them.

"That girl will come over for a while, I haven't seen her for so long, and you don't want me, so I actually asked her when I met, I was very sad to be like you. "Lao Lou is also a joker.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at him angrily: "Trouble your old man when he says that he is sad, is it good to wipe the greasy side of his mouth, sad people eat so much, you are not afraid of dying." ”

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone at the table laughed, and it was obvious that Zhao Fusheng's unceremonious reply was very suitable for their appetite.

These people all seem to be literary and artistic, but in fact, they are all special people, and they all have a lot of hearts.

You must know that in the whole of China for 5,000 years, the most thoughtful is this group of sub-cultural people, even a look and a sentence can lead to thousands of words of stories, so when a girl marries, she must not marry a literary and artistic youth, in that case, just guessing their fragile and tactful careful thinking can exhaust people to death.

Most of the people in the room knew Zhao Fusheng, and although the rest of them didn't know each other, since they could sit here, it was not so difficult to get in touch, and they introduced each other.

"That, hello, I'm Li Yang. ”

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked a few years older than Jiang Wen came to Zhao Fusheng's side, stretched out his hand to him, and introduced himself.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stood up: "Director Li, hello." ”

He is not familiar with the other party, and when Jiang Wen introduced him just now, he just said that this is a big brother in the circle who has been studying abroad.

With Zhao Fusheng's poor memory of the film and television industry, he naturally doesn't know what an awesome power this is.

In fact, this middle-aged man wearing a leather jacket and looking a little poor was admitted to the National Theater in seven or eight years, and was admitted to the directing department of the Broadcasting Academy in eight or five years, but after two years of study, the eldest brother actually dropped out. He turned around and went to study art history at the Free University of West Berlin in Germany. From the ninetieth onwards he studied drama at the University of Munich. Three years later, he studied Film and Television Directing at the Academy of Cinematic and Media Arts in Cologne, where he obtained a master's degree in Audiovisual Communication.

During his studies, he filmed three documentaries for German television, "The Kingdom of Women" (documenting the Mosuo marriage system), "The Swan Song of Joy" (documenting the joyful funeral of the Hani people, describing the concept of their death), and wrote the documentary "Traces" for the 50th anniversary of the Anti-Japanese War.

All in all, this achievement, achievements in the field of documentaries, are even comparable to Jiang Wen's achievements in the field of film.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng naturally didn't know, he was just a little surprised that Li Yang was so polite, after all, the two of them were not familiar with each other, today was the first time they met, and the other party didn't need to be so polite to him.

Li Yang didn't say much, drank a glass of wine with Zhao Fusheng, and returned to his own actions, but Zhao Fusheng judged from his decades of life experience, he clearly looked like he had something to say.

"What's going on?"

When Zhao Fusheng sat down to drink, he asked Lou Ye beside him in a low voice.

Lao Lou, although his personality is not very reliable, he can ask him if he has anything to say.

Lou Ye chuckled when he heard this, and glanced at Zhao Fusheng: "You kid, you probably don't know your current reputation, right?"

"My reputation?" Zhao Fusheng looked inexplicable, completely unaware of what Lou Ye was talking about.

"Since you wrote that script for Lao Jiang and introduced me to the investment in future advertising, you are now famous, and everyone says that you are a righteous person and have a soft spot for literary films. Lou Ye said to Zhao Fusheng with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng looked stunned and looked at Lou Ye in surprise.

"That's right, that's how it was said out there. Lou Ye smiled and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Speechlessly, he glanced at Lou Ye, and then at Jiang Wen, Zhao Fusheng felt that he didn't even have the strength to complain.

He really wanted to look up to the sky and shout, he had nothing to do with these guys.

The name of literary and artistic youth can't even be asked for in death!

The two of them were muttering here, but the people around them didn't react, and this kind of party was actually like this most of the time, three or five people were there talking about their own things, occasionally raising their heads, and everyone had a drink together.

Even Jiang Wen, this guy is now pulling Jia Ke and doesn't know what to mutter.

"By the way, do you think my film can pass the trial?"

The old building seems to be too boring today, so he came to Zhao Fusheng if he had nothing to do.

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes: "Old building, are you drunk?"

"What do you mean?" Lou Ye was a little puzzled.

With a smile, Zhao Fusheng gave him a look of his own experience: "Why did you start talking nonsense when you weren't drunk?"

As for the content of "Suzhou River", he still wants to pass the trial, Zhao Fusheng really doesn't know where Lou Ye got the courage to say this to himself, could it be that Liang Jingru gave him strength?

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Lou Ye himself also understood that what he said just now was indeed a bit whimsical, his family knew his own affairs, what his movie was like, and he knew that just like Zhao Fusheng said, unless the people of radio and television were collectively drunk, they would go crazy and give themselves a trial.

"Alas......" sighed, Lou Ye shook his head, no matter how much he didn't care if the movie could make money, he also hoped that his movie could be known to the public.

Literary and artistic youth are also human beings, and they also have their own pursuits.

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