(Make up for yesterday's second update)

Feng Han took Su Su on the road home, and the little girl chattered along the way, saying that she hadn't played enough and didn't eat well.

Because she is so cute, her little mouth is very likable, and several flight attendants take turns to come over to feed, and Su Su is also a person who does not refuse.

The snack reserves of the flight attendants are really rich, Feng Han saw it, he was embarrassed, and hurriedly thanked him.

After flying for more than ten hours, the plane landed in Shanghai, Feng Han and Su Su immediately took a taxi to Lao Han's house, expecting the old man to pick them up was no fun.

"Grandpa!" Su Su threw herself into Han Xiaoleng's arms sweetly, and she didn't find her grandmother left and right, and she smiled even more happily.

"Old man, where's grandma?" Feng Han asked.

"I went to the capital to film. Han Xiaoleng walked with difficulty holding her five-year-old granddaughter, and after a few months, the girl had grown meat.

The old man hadn't eaten yet, so he was waiting for them.

At the dinner table, Han Xiaoleng asked Feng Han, "How is He Xiaowu now?"

"It's good," Feng Han didn't forget that the old man said that he wanted to support himself, and picked something that Su Su didn't understand, "It's always been stable." ”

Han Xiaoleng shook his head slightly, they are also brothers and sisters who grew up together, why do Xiao Wu and Feng Han love each other so much, why can't Xiaolong and Rong'er attract each other.

Pity his family Rong'er, put down his work again, and traced it to Germany for thousands of miles, and I don't know if there is any progress.

Of course, you can't ask Feng Han about this, he is Mei Fengchao's son after all.

The old man didn't eat much, Feng Han Su Su had just filled his teeth, and the old man was full, and then sat on the sofa holding a notebook and knocking on it.

Is this writing a new script?

It is not uncommon for Old Man Han to create one or two films a year, which is considered a very diligent existence among top screenwriters, not only because of the large amount of money, but also because of the high quality, which is well-known in the industry.

With the old man's not-so-fluent percussion sound, Feng Han and Su Su ate very sweetly, the rice was called from the big hotel outside, the old couple were not good at cooking, and when Duanmu Sakura was there, Jin Lian was usually in charge of cooking.

Just added a second bowl of rice to Su Su, Feng Han couldn't help but be sarcastic, "After eating so much on the plane, you're not full~"

"That's a snack, you can't fill your stomach. Su Sudao, who was gnawing on a big pig's trotter.

As soon as he finished speaking, the knocking sound over there suddenly stopped, and Old Man Han frowned deeply, and his fingers hung in the air, unable to fall for a long time.

Feng Han walked over and saw that the last few words on the text page were "Love is like ......"

Han Xiaoleng glanced at Feng Han, "Don't stare at me, so I won't be able to write." ”

Feng Han asked, "Are you in any trouble, I can help." ”

Han Xiaoleng thought for a while and said, "There are too many descriptions and descriptions of love in ancient and modern times, and I need a metaphor about 'love' here, I thought of one, but someone has written it before, and if I think about it again, someone still uses it, I don't want to fall into clichés." ”

Feng Han took a look at the previous text, oh my God, "Old man, you even write a romance script!"

"I can't write any scripts, I've written pornographic ones. Han Xiaoleng said confidently, looking very knowledgeable.

"Do you want me to help you come up with an idea?"

"Okay, I can give you the manuscript fee according to my market price, 10 yuan per word. ”

"It's not like you're going to be adopted, it's my honor. ”

Feng Han looked at the document on the screen and thought for a moment, "Yes, love is like a blue sky and white clouds, the sky is clear, a sudden storm, there is nowhere to hide, it is always unexpected." ”

Han Xiaoleng's eyes lit up, this metaphor was interesting, and it perfectly wrote the sudden nature of love, he read it, "Hey, why does it feel like singing?"

"You can think of it as a discarded lyric that I wrote. Feng Han shrugged.

Han Xiaoleng thought about it, removed the part behind the storm, left only the first half, and continued to code words.

When Feng Han cleaned up the dining table and assisted Su Su in taking a bath, Han Xiaoleng also rubbed his eyes, just closed the notebook, and asked, "Is there any new script creation recently?"

Feng Han told the truth, "I'm writing a script for Han Che." ”

"Oh, he also asked me to write," Han Xiaoleng became interested, "He asked for both high box office and depth, which could not only impress the judges, but also capture the audience, and then I told him to get out." ”

"Oh, can't your old man write a script of this difficulty?" Feng Han asked with a smile.

"In my career of more than 50 years, there are only a dozen or so films that can meet his requirements, and they have won all the awards and box office, and it takes an average of five years to hold back one big move, and most movies can't take into account both entertainment and depth, and good stories can be found but not found. ”

Feng Han completely agrees with this, looking at the time and space that perfectly combines entertainment and depth, and there are only a handful of movies that have achieved a bumper harvest in awards and box office.

After speaking, Han Xiaoleng glanced at Feng Han, "So you think your new script can meet his requirements?"

Feng Han replied cautiously, "The script I wrote is about human nature, it can be interpreted in a variety of ways, and it is easier to be favored by the judges. ”

Han Xiaoleng said unhappily, "At a young age, why do you speak so well, you can't be public." ”

"Well, my movie is so beautiful and deep, it will definitely shock the world, become one of the best films of the year, and make history of celebrity films!"

Han Xiaoleng got up and said, "Go to bed early, your dream will come true~"

Then the old man went upstairs with a strange smile, hey, this old man, tease me!

Feng Han walked around downstairs and went upstairs, but he didn't fall asleep until 12 o'clock in the morning after seeing the box office situation of the day.

After 12 o'clock, several new films such as "Triple Gate" were released.

Judging from the filming situation on the day, "Triple Gate" led with 32% of the film schedule, "North of Jiangnan" ranked second with 27%, and "Happy Life" was 17%.

Judging from the pre-sale box office, Sanchongmen is far ahead, and Huanxi Life has also narrowly surpassed the north of Jiangnan.

It can be seen that although Mo Ao and Dingshang Media's crisis public relations are very timely and did not let Mo Ao withdraw from the entertainment industry directly, the impact is still very great, and even a large-scale wave of ticket refunds has occurred in the past two days, all because he cannot accept the actor's sexual orientation.

However, the irony is that "Happy Life", which is about same-sex love, is quite popular, and in the case of the disadvantage of film scheduling, the pre-sale box office actually counterattacked the north of Jiangnan.

Of course, this is to boast that the publisher will rub the hot spot, before using the Cannes Grand Prize to attract literary and artistic petty bourgeois youth, when Mo Ao and Jiang Zong incident, they played on the Internet under the guise of "happy life, revealing the story behind Mo Ao's love", which really attracted a lot of melon-eating audiences.

The next day, when Feng Han took Su Su back to his hometown, it was Lu Youxi who drove to pick them up, and it felt good to have a driver's license.

The first sentence Feng Han said was, "Hasn't Da Xiong finished subject two yet?"