In fact, I didn't feel very hungry, I ordered food in the restaurant, and I didn't have the heart to eat, so I ate a few bites in a hurry, but when I got home, I smelled the fragrance of green onions in the kitchen, and saw the back of my mother wearing an apron, I didn't know why I was hungry, and hurriedly said, "Give me an egg", and then pushed open the door of the study. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dad, what's the busy?"

Feng Yumin raised his head, took off his glasses, caught a glimpse of the script in his son's hand at a glance, and smiled, "Finally take it?"

Feng Bicheng smiled, a little proud, and a little reserved, and handed over the script, "Dad, you help me take a look and point out, this opportunity is very rare, I have to talk to Qian'er once in two days, you help me point, I won't be timid then." ”

Feng Yumin smiled when he heard this, took the script, put on his reading glasses, "It's hard for you, I finally know that the opportunity is rare!" As he spoke, he opened it and looked at it, "Big ...... wrist?"

At this time, Feng Bicheng's mother outside shouted, "The noodles are ready", Feng Bicheng hurriedly agreed, and said, "I'll eat noodles first, you see first!"

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In the restaurant, Feng Bicheng was snorting when he ate.

In the study, Feng Yumin sometimes frowned, sometimes surprised, and kept shaking his head and sighing.

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In less than ten minutes, a bowl of egg noodles just out of the pot was in the stomach, Feng Bicheng was so hot that his head was sweaty, he washed his face, and he didn't care about his mother's chatter, so he ran back to the study, and saw that the teacup in front of his father was cold and white, and he poured it when he picked it up, and after a cup of water was filled, he burped, put down the cup, and it was cool.

Seeing that the old man was still looking seriously, he sat down and lit a cigarette.

The old man's eyes were still glancing at the script, and his hand knocked on the empty cup.

Before Feng Bicheng could spit out a puff of cigarette, he stood up again, "Yes, I'll pour you water!"

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Finally, Feng Yumin put down the script and took off his reading glasses.

Feng Bicheng hurriedly snuffed out the cigarettes on hand, and he didn't know how many cigarettes he had.

Seeing that the old man raised his hand and fanned his nose, he nodded again, ran over and opened the door, came back, and smiled shyly, "It'll be scattered in a while, and it'll be fine in a while!

When he finished speaking, he looked at his father with a blank eye.

Feng Yumin slowly picked up the cup and took a sip of it.

The two looked at each other, and he said slowly: "It's a good book!"

Feng Bicheng clapped his hands, very excited, "Look! I'll just say it! I've been reading this book for an afternoon, and I think this story is very good! Especially the lines written...... Hey, Dad, you can give me on-demand, what's so good about this story?"

Feng Yumin was lowering his head and reaching out to touch the cover of the script, when he heard this, he glanced up at him, not knowing whether to be angry or laughing, "What's good?

Feng Bicheng smiled, "I'm not inexperienced with you!" I just want to hear your comments, confirm with my own ideas, and see if I have improved." ”

Feng Yumin smiled and became interested, "Then tell me what you think, I'll see if you're making progress." ”

Dad said so, anyway, the two of them, Feng Bicheng didn't continue to hide it, but thought about it, his face gradually became serious, and he said: "This book, you want to tell the story alone, it's a good story, but it's not so good that it's surprisingly good, it's just better! Of course, we have been a little impetuous in China in recent years, including me a few years ago, in fact, it is also impetuous, everyone has no heart to calm down and tell the story!

Feng Yumin nodded when he heard this, picked up the cup and drank water, and did not speak.

Seeing this, Feng Bicheng continued: "But I think this book is the most evil, the most surprising, and the most brilliant place, is its lines, that is, the little paragraphs in it one after another! It's just too much to my liking! Hey, take a look at this book, just that one line, it really makes you laugh all of a sudden, and a needle pierces the bones of those calcium supplement advertisements! It's impossible to be better!"

Feng Bicheng seemed to be talking, at this time it was very much talking, "Let's talk about a particularly interesting place that I think, you look funny, and it is really funny, it seems to be a joke that deliberately amuses you, but if you think about it deeply, you will feel that it is particularly meaningful, such as that, the funeral section! Life is sad and joyful! You think about it deeply, it is really, it is very interesting! I have to admit that Qian'er is worthy of being engaged in music, master, this self-deprecation, it is impossible for an expert to think of this kind of joke!" ”

Feng Yumin has been listening, listening, hearing this, coughed, and interjected: "Don't open your mouth and shut up Qian'er Qian'er, I can call it that, you still don't call it that!"

Feng Bicheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and smiled hehehe, "Isn't this private, talking to you! In front of him and outsiders, my name is Mr. Li......! Respectfully, don't worry!"

Feng Yumin glanced at his son, put down the teacup, and said solemnly: "One person is really respectful and grateful from the bottom of his heart, or is it the soup and face in the film, all of which can be brought out on his face!" Li Qian is not stupid...... "As he spoke, Feng Yumin raised his hand and knocked on his skull," I don't know how many people who are engaged in art in my life, if you want to say that there is more talent than him in a certain aspect, maybe there is, but he can have his level of talent in every aspect, he is the first person I have seen in my life!"

Speaking of this, he asked his son seriously, "Do you think that he is an artist who is engaged in art, a person who is so sensitive to life and art, are you grateful to him from the bottom of your heart, respectful to him, or is he a face-saving job of responding to the story, he can't feel it?"

Feng Bicheng was stunned for a long time when he heard the old man's words, and then nodded slowly, and said with a serious face: "Dad, I understand what you mean! Thank you for teaching me another lesson!"

Feng Yumin nodded, took a sip of white water from the cup, thought about it, and then said: "Cheng'er, what about you, there are still things in your stomach, if you want to eat this bowl of rice for the rest of your life, it's not a big problem, but your biggest problem in the past is that everything is a piece of soup! Do you think you're weird and smart? Hehe, it's not!"

Speaking of this, he sighed and said: "Li Qian likes your talent and is willing to give you a chance, so let's be a man and do things in our own hearts!

Feng Bicheng nodded deeply, "Hey, Dad, don't worry, I remember!"

Feng Yumin's training was over, then he nodded, and said, "Well, where did you say just now, keep talking!

Feng Bicheng smiled again, "Dad, what do you think...... What do I mean?"

Feng Yumin put down the teacup and said seriously: "This book, your opinion is not wrong! First, the story is very good, this thread is both bizarre and incomparably close to life! And just like you said, on the basis of such a beautiful story, the characters and lines of the whole book are also particularly brilliant! Deep, but plain! The skill of this book...... It's deep!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something and advised: "This actor Ge You, a typical Shuntianfu citizen, is portrayed very well......, and the actor must be chosen well! What about this matter, I think it's best for you not to make your own decisions, listen to Li Qian, he should have ideas. ”

Feng Bicheng agreed, "Hey, don't worry, I'll listen to him!"

Feng Yumin nodded when he saw this, especially his son's current performance, it seems that he has been in Minghu Culture for a year, his temper has changed greatly, and he has been a lot more down-to-earth, which makes him feel particularly gratified, and this look can't help but come out for a while, so, it is very rare, the two of them actually have a little bit of a happy conversation.

After chatting a few more words about the script and lines, Feng Yumin couldn't help frowning slightly, and asked: "I think the signature of this book is Li Qian alone? This should be collectively created by your screenwriting team over there in Minghu Culture, right? Just sign Li Qian's name alone, and don't sign anyone else's signature?"

Feng Yumin shook his head when he heard this, "I don't know this! But as far as I know, how famous Li Qian is, he doesn't disdain to be greedy for the signatures of a few screenwriters! Since it is his only name, it should be created by him alone." ”

Feng Yumin was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then his face showed suspicion, "He's alone?"

Feng Bicheng saw the old man's expression, but he was a little puzzled, "Ah, what's wrong with him alone?"

Feng Yumin was stunned, looked down at the book again, shook his head, and muttered in a low voice, "It's not right!"

Feng Bicheng asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Yumin stretched out his hand and knocked on the script on the table, and said: "If you want to say that Li Qian is talented, talented in screenwriting, and directing, I believe it! And I am extremely convinced! I have no doubt that this story is his main line and his main creator, but many of the lines in it really don't seem to be written by people of his age! Moreover, the mastery of the mentality of the middle- and lower-class characters in Shuntianfu here is not like he can write it! -- How long has he been in Shuntianfu? How can he have any chance to come into contact with the ordinary citizens? ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head again, "This is different from "The Legend of the New White Lady", "Princess Huanzhu", or "My Sassy Girlfriend" and "Huang Feihong", those stories, from ancient myths, folk tales, and royal anecdotes, A little bit of palace controversy or something, down to the contemporary love between men and women, these things, with Li Qian's genius, write those things, it is not surprising, but this is not the same, this not only requires a deep observation and reflection on social phenomena, but also needs a lot of mentality of the little people at the bottom captured by the life of the bottom! This is not to say that you are a genius and you can grasp it casually!"

Feng Bicheng was stunned when he heard it, he got the script, patronized and was happy, but he didn't think about it, at this time, when he heard the old man, he thought: What I said is in Li'er!

But after thinking about it again, he asked: "But Dad, Li Qian wrote "Farewell" at the age of seventeen! Don't you still praise the lyrics of his song, which is simply the life of a centenarian who suddenly looks back?"

"Uh......"

At this moment, it was Feng Yumin's turn to be speechless.

Feng Bicheng said again: "You just said that genius is not everything, so this ...... Is it impossible for a genius to have the realm and perception of a centenarian at the age of seventeen or eighteen?"

Feng Yumin continued to be speechless.

After thinking about it and thinking about it, he lowered his head, put on his reading glasses, opened the script again, opened a page, read it for a moment, raised his head, and couldn't say anything on his face, it was complicated anyway.

"Could it be that genius is really omnipotent?"

Feng Bicheng couldn't answer this question.

After thinking about it, the old man said: "This book, you keep it first, I'll take a look, you come to get it tomorrow morning!"

"Uh......"

Feng Bicheng wanted to say something, but finally nodded, "Cheng!"

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Night, half past eleven.

Feng Bicheng couldn't help it, knocked on the door, and then didn't wait for the squeak in the study, he pushed the door in directly, and spoke with an angry voice, "I said you can't sleep yet?"

"Huh?"

Feng Yumin was shocked when he heard this, raised his head, took off his reading glasses, saw his wife looking angry, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Oops, it's broken, it's almost twelve o'clock, I'm lost, I forgot!"

As he spoke, he raised his head and said, "Sleep, sleep, come soon, Ming'er has to get up early for a meeting!"

As he spoke, he put down his reading glasses, closed the script, and was about to get up, but he couldn't help but glance back, and couldn't help but sigh subconsciously and muttered: "Genius!

The old lady didn't leave at the door, seeing that he looked reluctant, glanced at the script on the table, and suddenly asked: "Do you have to leave it for Cheng'er, the book is very good?"

Feng Yumin nodded as he got up, "Very good! I haven't seen such a good book in recent years! Black humor, but it is incomparably close to life! From the big story, to the small characters, to the line design of the whole book, many small story passages in it, and a lot of baggage, they are all outstanding!"

The old lady nodded when she heard this, and when Feng Yumin came out, she closed the door and walked side by side to the bedroom, and said, "So, our family is going to be transferred?"

Feng Yumin stopped, turned his head to look at her, and smiled, "Hehe, don't say it, if this book is filmed...... Well, it's up to him to see if he can shoot it well!"

The old lady immediately said: "You have more experience than him, since the opportunity is so good, then you should help him keep an eye on it more! Don't keep busy with your own mess! How old are you, and how many more years can you shoot if you are capable?"

Feng Yumin smiled when he heard this, "I'm staring?"

After saying that, he shook his head and said: "He is now under Li Qian's hands, with Li Qian helping us beat, you can rest assured, you don't need my help to keep an eye on it!"

After a pause, he couldn't help but sigh again, "Genius is genius! If this drama is done well...... Gee!...... Good book...... Coincidentally, Zhao Meicheng actually wants to shoot that blockbuster, hehe, confused! Just right, when Zhao Meicheng ran to shoot his blockbuster, as soon as Cheng'er's film came out, it was almost full of color!"

The old lady asked again, "Don't you need to stare?"

Feng Yumin shook his head, "It's not necessary! Over there, it's all systematic, and everything has certain rules! Besides, this is Li Qian's book, can he not stare at it? With him, the level of our family is not bad, don't worry, you can't be wrong!"

The old lady was overjoyed when she heard this, "It seems that this time I listened to you, I went to Li Qian's company, and I really went to the right place! It's only been a year, and he has given him the opportunity to direct independently, huh?"

Feng Yumin smiled when he heard this, his face was pale, "That's not to see my face!"

The old lady smiled, "Look at your face, my son shouldn't use it!"

While talking, the old man and wife were already lying down, and the old lady was happy alone, and suddenly bumped into Feng Yumin, "Hey, do you want to invite your little friend to our house another day, I'll make the table dishes or something, you, call Shangcheng'er, your grandfather and son have a drink?"

Feng Yumin waved his hand, "Save it, save you!

After a pause, he frowned again and sighed, "It is said that I have been working on an animated movie recently...... Hey, Li Qian, this person, everything is good, his talent is top-notch, and everything he does is extremely brilliant, but his mind is too broad! As far as I heard, Minghu Culture plans to invest 200 million yuan in making cartoons next! It's really ...... Alas, what a sweat for him! If it gets into it......

The old lady looked at him when she heard this, and asked, "It won't affect our family's adult film, right?" or ...... If you think it's too risky, then advise?"

After a pause, the old lady said proudly: "I think it's okay, you guys are so old than him, and your friendship has always been good!

Feng Yumin laughed when he heard this.

He laughed so much that the old lady was confused, "Hey, what are you laughing at!"

Feng Yumin stopped laughing, shook his head, and said, "What about the Li Qian who came to the door with fruit and called your sister-in-law, and you weren't very happy?" Tell you, he is now a figure at the same level as my owner, and even ...... Taller than him!"

The old lady was stunned when she heard this, "So powerful?"

Feng Yumin didn't bother to answer again, just said, "Don't worry about it, go to sleep!"

While talking, he pulled the quilt and lay down, and looked up at the refrigeration temperature displayed by the air conditioner, and then closed his eyes relaxedly.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, a line from the script immediately popped up in front of me.

"It's just one step away! It's just one step away! We Chinese actors have already collectively supplemented calcium, and this is about to ...... That's what you mean, right?"

With his eyes closed, he burst out laughing.

Suddenly, somehow I remembered that night a few years ago, Li Qian once told himself that he wanted to shoot a story called "Farewell My Concubine".

"Alas......"

Laughing, just a soft sigh.

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