Lin Chuan is still very interested in Hu Feng's idea of filming the story behind the song into a micro-movie.

In this world, no one seems to have done this yet.

But in the world before Lin Chuan, this was nothing new.

Others may not know it, but the chopsticks brothers, who were very popular at the time, did just that. It is said that every time the two brothers release a new song, they will definitely make a movie.

It could be a way to promote a new song, or it could be a way to better interpret the song through a movie, and either way, they succeeded.

"Mr. Lin, you don't have to worry about the copyright, because this is a micro-film, and it doesn't involve the issue of releasing a record, we just want to be able to sign the story behind the song...... Of course, if we can, we'd prefer to have you personally supervise the production. Hu Feng said very sincerely.

Not to mention Lin Chuan, even Gao Mingyuan on the side nodded secretly in his heart when he heard it, no matter what, the other party showed 100% sincerity, and also expressed full respect for Lin Chuan himself and the story behind it.

However, Lin Chuan did not decide immediately, even if the relationship between him and Gao Mingyuan is not just the relationship between superiors and subordinates, but after all, this is in the company, and he is still an artist under Tiandi Culture.

In some cases, the power has to be handed over to Gao Mingyuan.

"Well, Director Hu, I'm very interested in your idea, but I still hope to think about it." Lin Chuan chuckled.

When Hu Feng heard this, he immediately understood the meaning of Lin Chuan's words, turned his head to look at Gao Mingyuan beside him, and said with a smile: "No problem, when you think about it, you can call me at any time......"

Hu Feng is very happy, he can't be happy if he is not happy, this matter is not urgent, and it is impossible to force people to give a reply immediately, everything still needs to be patient.

Everyone briefly chatted about some things about micro-films, two people from Victor's company. Only then did he leave.

Seeing them off, Lin Chuan sat on the sofa opposite his desk.

"Xiaochuan, how is it, it's been good outside these past few months, right? I also watched the previous issues of "Where Are You Going, Dad". It's interesting, it's a good show. ”

Gao Mingyuan didn't mention anything about what happened just now, but talked about the topic of "Where Are You Going, Dad".

Lin Chuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Fun? was almost played to death by Yuan Ye's program team. ”

"No, I watch the show, you just do tasks during the day. Cook a meal in the evening, nothing. Gao Mingyuan said a little strangely.

"If it's that simple, it would be nice......"

So, Lin Chuan told Uncle Gao about some of the content that was edited out, as well as some embarrassing things that happened during the filming.

When Gao Mingyuan listened, his hearty laughter rang out in the entire office.

After a while, the laughter stopped, and Uncle Gao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Haha." Ogawa, didn't you plan it too? You should know the content of the show. ”

"Alas, I just helped with the planning and came up with ideas, and I really don't know the specific content. It's okay at first, although some of the content has changed, but it's acceptable, but ...... later" Lin Chuan recalled the things that happened during the recording of the show. I feel the urge to cry.

……

At the same time, Splendid Garden.

An Xi'er took Lin Yiyang home, and first walked around twice in this house of less than 80 square meters.

At this time, the little one carried a small school bag from the bedroom. It's the one he often memorizes when he usually goes to kindergarten. For a long time, this schoolbag has been regarded as a treasure by Lin Yiyang, and it is very precious.

"Yangyang, do you want to do your homework?" Anxier frowned.

Lin Yiyang smiled mysteriously: "No, you'll know later." ”

said. He took out a picture book from his schoolbag and handed it to Anxier.

After that, Anxier curiously turned the first page, and when she saw the contents inside, she was stunned.

There is a whole picture book, and each page is painted with different pictures, with Lin Yiyang himself and Lin Chuan, but the most is An Xi'er herself.

Because when she left, Yang Yang was still very young and didn't know what his mother looked like, so he could only rely on his own imagination to draw his mother's appearance in the book.

It can be seen that each 'mother' looks different, this page is long hair, and the next page is short hair and curly hair. The body shape is also fat and thin, and the facial features are also very different.

This situation may be because Lin Yiyang saw the parents of other children when he was in kindergarten, so he used it as a reference......

At this time, Anxi'er looked at each different 'self' in the picture book while flipping it, and her eyes gradually moistened.

She knew that she hadn't fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother in the past few years, and she didn't even know what she looked like...... Thinking of this, she couldn't help but hate it again.

If it weren't for that person, if it weren't for the things that happened back then, now that I, Lin Chuan and Yangyang are still there, I should be a very happy family.

Unconsciously, hot tears flowed down her cheeks, and she gently hugged Lin Yiyang, her whole body trembling slightly.

"Mom, why are you crying, is it because I don't look good?" The little one said.

"No, Yang Yang's painting is very good, my mother likes it very much......" Anxi'er choked up and muttered.

However, the little guy is even more strange, since his mother likes it, why does he cry? Isn't that supposed to be happy? He was naïve and didn't know what it meant.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lin Chuan returned.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Anxier and Yang Yang, sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

"Daddy!" The little guy happily ran over and threw himself directly into Lin Chuan's arms.

Anxi'er also stood up: "Busy with work? ”

"Hmm." Lin Chuan nodded: "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you. ”

As far back as she can remember, Anxier doesn't know how to cook, not even the simplest scrambled eggs.

However, just as Lin Chuan finished saying this, the little guy spoke: "Dad, my mother and I finished eating, and my mother's cooking is delicious." ”

"Oh?" Lin Chuan glanced at An Xi'er in surprise, and said strangely: "When will you cook and eat by yourself?" ”

"No way, you're not around, I can't be hungry, you haven't eaten yet, I left you some food just now, I'll give you some heat." Anxier smiled sweetly, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Looking at her back, Lin Chuan couldn't help frowning.

This scene is a bit familiar. (To be continued.) )