In the ward of Chang'an First People's Hospital, Zhou Tianliang lay quietly on the bed.

The meager heartbeat, on the electrocardiogram next to the bed, was beating slowly, affecting the life of the old man, as if it might stop at any time.

When Peng Yichen walked into this hospital bed, the people from Chang'an Film Studio were almost gone.

Those who are still in the ward are Wu Tianliang's old buddies and subordinates.

They followed the old man on the bed and witnessed the most glorious moment of the Chang'an Film Studio, and also experienced the decline of the state-owned film studio together.

Now, this tenacious, resolute, and extremely loving old man for Chinese movies is lying quietly on the hospital bed, with his eyes closed peacefully, just like any ordinary old man whose life is coming to an end, so helpless and sad.

Among the people left in the ward, Peng Yichen and the old actor Chen Ting were the most familiar, he walked up to Chen Lao and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with Wu Lao?

Chen Ting shook his head and let out a long sigh: "Alas, Old Wu has been in this temper all his life, in fact, his health has not been very good since last year. But he never said a word to others. This year is the 80th anniversary of the founding of the army, and an important shooting task has been arranged for our factory. Asked to make an anti-war film that deeply dissects human nature. Although it is not explicitly stated above, we all know that this shooting is related to how much shooting funds the factory can get every year in the next few years. Wu Lao was not worried about others filming, so he insisted on being the director himself. Half a month ago, he began to write the script while organizing the crew to prepare for filming. After staying up for several nights in a row, his body could withstand such a toss, and he ......"

Speaking of this, this Northwest man's eyes were red, and he couldn't talk any more.

When Peng Yichen heard this, his heart was mixed for a while, Wu Lao once gave him infinite help when he was filming his first movie.

In a sense, he is also his own leader in film.

Now this lovely and respectable filmmaker is lying on a hospital bed because of the movie.

Whether this kind of effort is worth it or not, Peng Yichen can't say clearly.

"Then, is there anything I can do to help?" Peng Yichen walked up to Wu Lao and silently checked the old man's pulse.

But soon, his heart sank into a trough, and the old man had reached the point where he had run out of oil and dried up.

At most, medicine can only make him go later and more comfortably.

Chen Ting looked at Peng Yichen's sad expression on his face, nodded, and pulled him aside, "When Wu Lao just fell, he once instructed me that you must be invited over, and you will be the director of our anti-war movie this year." The screenwriter, director, and starring are all served by you, and your remuneration will be returned to you with a box office share after the movie is released. Do you think it's okay?"

When Peng Yichen heard this, he was shocked: "In Chang'an Film Studio, there are so many directors and screenwriters, and the fifth-generation directors trained by Wu Lao are even more famous all over the world. It's really ...... for me to take on this kind of heavy responsibility."

Chen Ting shook his head and stopped him, "Elder Wu told us that in the past few years, the hearts of those big directors have been messed up, and he doesn't like it. He took a fancy to you and said that your movie was human. Before Wu Lao fainted, at the last moment, he still thought about asking you to make this movie. I couldn't agree with him a lot. All you have to do now is tell me if you'd like to shoot or not. As for the rest, with me and a few old buddies on top, you don't need to worry about it. ”

Peng Yichen nodded solemnly: "I respect Wu Lao's thoughts, I will shoot this movie." As for the remuneration or something, there is no need to mention it. Wu Lao's support for me, I can't repay it with all my life. This time, it's just to help Wu Lao fulfill one of his wishes, and if I collect money again, my conscience will be uneasy. ”

Chen Ting nodded appreciatively, "Okay, Elder Wu didn't see the wrong person." As for your remuneration, since you don't want it, we will donate it in your name to the disabled veterans. ”

Peng Yichen nodded in agreement, walked to Wu Lao's side again, and looked at the old man respectfully.

In the middle of the night, he turned around and walked out of the ward, and followed Chen Ting to Chang'an Studio.

……

When Peng Yichen walked into the studio, everyone in the factory looked depressed.

Without Wu Tianliang as the backbone, their hearts were a little scattered.

Peng Yichen followed Chen Ting all the way into the office of the current factory director, Wei Qi'an.

Just after meeting, Peng Yichen had a very good impression of Wei Qi'an. This middle-aged man has an elegant temperament, dresses up with his own unique aesthetic taste, and speaks very calmly.

In Peng Yichen's view, Wei Qi'an is not like the director of a big film studio, but more like a university professor.

"Xiao Peng, time is too tight, so I won't be polite to you. This time, the old director fell ill, and the film that our studio was originally going to shoot was forced to terminate. Before the old factory director entered the hospital, he instructed us that we must invite you to be the director and screenwriter of this movie. So this time, I'm really going to ask you a lot. After Wei Qi'an saw Peng Yichen, the first thing he said was to the point.

Peng Yichen was very satisfied with his attitude, and he didn't want to get entangled in complicated interpersonal interactions now.

"Well, I already know about Old Wu's situation. Now I only have one question, whether this movie is all up to me. Peng Yichen didn't have much politeness, and asked directly.

Wei Qi'an lowered his head and thought for a while, "Except for the fact that the movie script must be reviewed by the General Political Department of the Huaxia Army, the studio will fully cooperate with you for other things related to film shooting, and everything is under your command." ”

Peng Yichen nodded, "Okay, I'll go to the guest house in the factory to find a room now." Please arrange for someone to bring me all the scripts that Wu Lao wrote earlier. ”

Wei Qi'an nodded in agreement, and when Peng Yichen turned around to leave, he finally reminded: "Wu Lao said that his script has not been able to break through the traditional main theme film framework, and this time he ordered us to bring you here, probably hoping that you can have a new breakthrough." So his script, you just use it as a reference. ”

Peng Yichen turned his head, looked at Wei Qi'an's face full of expectations, and looked at the old actor Chen Ting next to him looking at his trusting eyes.

Nodding heavily, he knew that this trust was earned by relying on his previous works.

So I have to shoot the most classic anti-war movie in China this time in order to live up to their heavy trust.

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