Chapter 18: The Director is in place
"Thank you today. β
Lin Zhen thought about it, and still knocked on the side to say thanks, wanting to see Xu Xian's reaction.
"It's nothing, you saved me before, this time we're even. β
Xu Xian smiled, opened his schoolbag by himself, and took out some original books and stationery, it seemed that he was going to read at night, he seemed to be very repulsed by modern facilities, and he didn't even have a pad to carry with him.
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Lin Zhen didn't speak, but he didn't leave to let him take care of himself, just pestle at the door, looking at him a little stubbornly.
"You've heard the phrase "one thing descends one thing". Xu Xian buried his head in writing a few words, feeling that his back was about to be burned out of a hole by Lin Zhen's sight, so he had to stop the code words, buckle the pen, and rotate flexibly at his fingertips, like a senior high school student.
"Let's put it this way, don't say it's Mr. Liu, even if it's the most noble person in the world, for example...... The emperor, too, has something he is afraid of. β
"What is the emperor afraid of? β
"The emperor is the Son of Heaven, and he is naturally afraid of the sky, but the sky is afraid of the clouds, because the clouds can cover it, the clouds are afraid of the wind, the wind is afraid of the walls, the walls are afraid of mice, the mice are afraid of the cats, the cats are afraid of the dogs, and the dogs are afraid of the master of the stove - if you offend him, there will be no leftovers. The master is a guy in the tea room, afraid of the girl in the inner house, as long as she says half a word in front of the lady, she will roll up the cover and leave next month; β
Xu Xian seemed to be saying a tongue twister, telling a story that went back and forth, stretching out his hand to draw circles in the air.
"Me and that Mr. Liu are just two points in this circular relationship, I can control him, and there are many other points in the middle. β
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Lin Zhen was a little dizzy by him, but he probably understood what he meant, what kind of brother did Mr. Liu call him, maybe there was some kind of connection between their families, but didn't Xu Xian say that he had no other family?
Lin Zhen was a little confused, but it was someone's family affair, and it had nothing to do with him, so he had to nod and say, "Okay, you can use the study as you like, rest early." β
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Lin Zhen had a dream all night, what old lady, domestic cats and dogs, wind and clouds, and finally like a Monopoly game, he finally came to the top of the food chain, he vaguely knew that the man sitting behind the dragon book case in front of him was the emperor, and reached out and lifted his crown, revealing Xu Xian's face inside.
"Hmm......"
He rolled on the bed a few times, and finally reluctantly opened his eyes, feeling tired after a clear dream, but the stickiness under his crotch forced him to get up and take a shower.
"Breakfast. β
Without any greeting, the bedroom door was opened, and Xu Xian shook his wheelchair, still slowly and leisurely, with a tray in his hand, simple butter bread with fried eggs, and a cup of steaming coffee.
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Lin Zhen suddenly bounced up from the state of lying flat, sat cross-legged on the bed, his face was embarrassed, and his heart was dark, he always felt that he lived here not at all like taking care of him, but it was very likely that he wanted to eat by himself after fattening him up. He was used to living alone, and he had a strong sense of territory, plus a little bit of getting up, he reached out and picked up a pillow and threw it towards Xu Xian.
"Ouch!" Xu Xian's head tilted, easily dodging the attack, the pillow flew out of the door, and the sound of a boy's wailing sounded a little familiar.
"Hurry up, the company has a small meeting, Xu Xian didn't sleep all night changing the book, you are good, you sleep so soundly." β
To Lin Zhen's surprise, there was Wenji's voice outside.
"Brother Lin, can't afford it? Brother Xu, I'll come, I'm used to it. Sure enough, Wen Ji also followed, it was his voice just now, and the little assistant took the breakfast tray in Xu Xian's hand in a hurry, and the latter smiled at Lin Zhen and went out in a wheelchair.
He must have seen the embarrassing state that most men would have in the morning. Lin Zhen's heart was broken, he frowned and took a sip of coffee, and got up to wash.
When he came out after cleaning up and eating breakfast, the living room on the first floor was already full of people, and Wenji saw him go downstairs and beckoned.
"I originally wanted to have a meeting in the studio, but considering that it was inconvenient for you to come over, and there were no outsiders, the two of us delivered takeaways, and we came over by ourselves, come down quickly, and sit. β
Wen Ji patted the empty seat on the sofa beside him, next to Xu Xian's seat, Lin Zhen frowned, and had to walk over and sit down.
"Mr. Wang contacted me yesterday and kept apologizing and saying ......"
"Sister Wen, I don't want to use his money. β
Wen Ji tentatively started a conversation, but he didn't expect Lin Zhen to be killed immediately.
She is now working for other people, and she has to keep her mouth shut obediently, but this is fine, eating people with a short mouth and soft hands, if she really takes the money from Mr. Wang, in fact, she doesn't owe that toad a favor, when the time comes, please eat, Lin Zhen has no excuse not to go.
"The studio has just opened, and there are not many funds that can be taken out, and the registered capital of five million cannot be moved now, please ask the director and actors, the costume venue or something to be counted, in addition, we are doing it ourselves for the first time, or it is more reliable to be affiliated with a unit that has obtained the "Radio and Television Program System ZuΓ² Business License", and it is easy to set up a project and pass the review, which requires a lot of expenses. I summed it up with Wen Ji, even if Xiao Xu Guang doesn't take a deposit for dividends, he will get three or five million. β
"Cheng, I'll try. β
"What other way do you have it?"
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Lin Zhen has a little headache, he has been popular, but he is not as wasteful of money as other first-line students, in addition to buying a house and a car in a down-to-earth manner, he has not even purchased a few decent luxury goods, and the clothes are all given by the endorsement brand, which is not an upper edition, and it is even less valuable if he wears it.
In fact, it's not that he doesn't have someone to turn to, it's just ......
"I'll invite the director, and I'll do it for him. Xu Xian said.
"Who, please?" Lin Zhen glanced at him, a little worried that he would say a little-known name.
"Kong Jiawen. β
"Do you know him?!" Lin Zhen looked at Xu Xian, with a dazzling brilliance in his eyes that had been extremely suppressed.
Kong Jiawen, the leading figure of Yan SΓΉ historical drama director, is gentle and modest, but once it comes to the rules and regulations in historical dramas, costumes and etiquette, even if it is a very small detail, he must be meticulous.
However, because this person is almost strict and unkind in many small details, many idol actors are not particularly willing to cooperate with him, with the same salary, filming a fashion drama to sell cute and tricky treasures, which is not only easy to increase brainless fans, but also can be completed in thirty or fifty days, fame and fortune, why not?
But Lin Zhen is not such a person, he likes Kong Jiawen's style, he thinks they are the same kind of people, and he has always looked forward to working with such a dedicated director.
"Do you really know him?"
"I don't know, I'm going to go downstairs to his house for a while......"
Wenji: "......"
Text: "...... , Brother Xu, I'll go with you!"
"You stupid boy are serious? Why are you so genetically mutated? Wenji reached out and twisted his little brother's ear.
"Xiao Xu, have you worked with Director Kong before?"
"No, I also used to visit the class, I met by chance, chatted a few words, Mr. Kong rarely remembered me, left me contact information, we have a bit of a personal relationship. β
Wen Ji glanced at Xu Xian, who can be favored by Kong Jiawen......
About Kong Dao, there is a legend in the circle, when the Kuomintang retreated to Taiwan, Yan Shenggong's family followed the evacuation, Kong Jiawen seems to be the one who was missed, if it is true, he can still look at Xu Xian, it is enough to show that Xu Xian will have a lot of room for development in the future and make greater progress.
"During the initial period of the studio, my sister is not polite to you, and the work in this area will be handed over to you, Xiao Xu, you are a clever child, helping to kill the price. β
"Cheng, I'll do my best. Xu Xian said it easily, as if this domestic first-line director had become his bag.
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"Boss, are you still satisfied with the place I arranged?"
In addition to being satisfied with the change in Xu Xian's title, Lin Zhen really didn't take a fancy to this place where the poor mountains and bad waters came out of the people, not only did he not take a fancy to it, but he always felt that if the car drove for a while, it was very likely that a group of strongmen cutting paths would rush out of the dense pine forests on both sides.
"The Suburbs of Beijing...... Is there such a place?"
"Director Kong has a small cabin near here, and he will come here to stay when he is short of inspiration. β
"What are you doing here, away from the hustle and bustle?" Lin Zhen frowned, subconsciously feeling that this Kong Dao might not be so easy to get along with, although they were considered peers, he could understand the kind of appeal to empty himself in pursuit of inspiration, but living alone in such a desolate place, maybe there would be wolves, I'm afraid it would be mild social phobia, right?
"Fishing, logging. Xu Xian said with a smile.
Once Kong Jiawen's spiritual creativity encounters a bottleneck, he will turn to physical work, relying on simple and repetitive high-intensity work to neutralize the burnout caused by his long hours of mental work.
"If you want to coax him, you need to wear more. Xu Xian said something inexplicable, took off his very thick scarf, and wrapped it around Lin Zhen's neck, covering his slightly lower neckline.