Returning from Hongluo Temple, the tired Ji Yun threw himself directly onto the sofa.

"Qianqian, are you having fun?"

Ji Mu poured a glass of water for the two of them and asked Wan Qian.

"It's good, but there are a lot of people."

The attractions are almost the same, and the photos are beautiful, but in fact, when you get to the place, you have a "just here" mentality.

The moment you reach the summit is satisfying, and you can soothe the hardships of climbing the mountain, but when you go down, it is a period of torture.

Not to mention the fact that the attractions are rubbing shoulders, the two of them are tightly wrapped, and they are packed like spies.

Hiding from people, how can you have time to enjoy the scenery.

"Where's my dad?"

Ji Yun glanced up, at this time during the winter vacation, Lao Ji Tou should be reading at home.

"Oh, he's going to talk to the big director."

"How long have you been there?"

Ji Yun's heart jumped, Lao Ji Tou was a little sincere, his ability to fool people was all used in his father-in-law, and he always posed as a teacher for those who met for the first time.

Teachers generally do not fool students, and they generally do not get fooled by students.

But Jiang Wen is really not a good student, and if they talk a little longer, he is really afraid that Lao Jitou will fall into the pit.

"You'll leave after you go out, I guess it's been four or five hours, and you'll be back soon."

"It's over."

Ji Yun raised his head helplessly, either chatting or being on the set.

I said that Jiang Wen agreed so happily at that time, and he didn't have a good heart when he co-authored.

He was about to make a phone call when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Ji Yun pushed open the door, and standing outside the door was the old Ji Tou, who was covered in wind and snow.

"You're back..."

Old Ji lowered his head, and Ji Yun looked at the figure standing behind him.

"Director Jiang?"

"What is the name of Director Jiang, is called Uncle Jiang." Old Ji Tou gave him a fierce look.

"Hey, hey."

Jiang Wen made a yes gesture behind Lao Jitou, and his smile was very cheerful.

"Please come in."

"The child is so old that he can't call people, brother, you take care of it."

Jiang Wen smiled, "It's okay, this young man can't open his mouth, he can understand." ”

"Wife, cook a few more dishes, the family has to entertain guests today."

"Eh, I'm in trouble, sister-in-law."

Jiang Wen didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, "The slippers are in this cabinet, right?" ”

"Yes, yes, how big are your feet? I'll give you what Ji Yun wears. ”

"Okay."

Jiang Wen strode into the house with his head held high, and bumped into Wan Qian head-on, "Yo, my nephew and daughter-in-law are also here." ”

Wan Qian was a little confused, "Hello Director Jiang." ”

"Don't call the girl a student, just call her uncle."

"Yes!" Jiang Wen nodded and put his arm around Lao Jitou's shoulders: "Our two brothers recognize each other today, how do you say that?" ”

"It's too late to see each other!"

"Yes, it's too late to see each other."

As he spoke, he also raised his eyebrows at Ji Yun.

Although I was a half-brother with you two days ago, I am now your own uncle.

Unconvinced.

"What's going on?"

"Old Ji Tou went out to recognize my relatives."

Ji Yun rolled his eyes, waiting for Jiang Wen to make a move.

"I told your uncle about that story."

"Xia Yin?"

"Yes." Jiang Wen gave a thumbs up, "Today, my eldest brother told me about this book, and I benefited a lot, it's really a good story, it's a pity not to make it into a script." ”

He's pretending to be pretty presentable.

He has definitely read Xia Yin's book, he starred in the play "Yanjing People in New York", and he must have seen Old Man Zhang's "People in New York" when he was doing his homework.

The penmanship is sharp, the plot is full of ups and downs, and he even ran into "Xia Yin" that conforms to that period of history, it is impossible for him not to have seen it.

"It really should be made into a movie." Old Ji Tou said with great interest: "Do you know why I came back so late today?" ”

Ji Yun shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"Your Uncle Jiang took me to see the film that made the bullets fly."

Jiang Wen smiled and waved his hand, "The original edited version doesn't count." ”

Ji Yun raised his eyebrows, Jiang Wen could be regarded as a bloody investment.

may also see that Lao Ji Tou is a teacher and Ji Yun's father, so he will not reveal the plot. If Lao Ji's mouth is a little looser, this is estimated to be the biggest mistake in film history.

"It's a great shot."

"Falsely praised."

Old Ji Tou was still reminiscing, and he also gave Ji Yun a thumbs up, "You acted so badly, I almost wanted to smoke your two big mouths to help the fun." ”

"Huh."

Jiang Wen saw that the conversation was almost the same, and immediately got to the point.

"Big brother, do you think Xia Yin's drama can sell well?"

"Sure!" Lao Jitou excitedly lit the sofa, "That's Old Man Zhang's book!" The style of writing is sophisticated, the pen is romantic, and any section is more connotative than 99% of the movies in the country. ”

Ji Yun immediately poured a basin of cold water on him, "Everyone doesn't like to watch this kind of preaching movie." ”

The sample film that Jiang Wen showed him before was a rough edited version, and the story line in it had not been sorted out.

That is, professionals like Lao Jitou can sort out the main line and many metaphors from the redundant narrative.

If it weren't for this knowledge, it would have been half an hour since you figured out a sentence.

Qiao Shan's viewing level can actually represent the current situation of most movie-watching.

When he saw the lines in the script, he exclaimed.

But if you ask him where the cow is, he can't say a word, just that dry call smells.

There's a fart smell, and he can exclaim awesome when he farts on his face.

"There must be an audience for a film like this."

Before Jiang Wen could speak, Lao Jitou took the lead in starting to make up for it, "Movies, like texts, are divided into the surface and the inside, in the classical Chinese in the exam questions, the translation and words represent the surface, which is enough to deal with the exam." The idea and moral of the article represent the inner layer, and today's students should not ignore the fundamental things left by their ancestors in order to take the exam.

Just like a movie, the superficial things can reach the standard of qualified or even high-quality in the eyes of the public, but if you want the audience to watch it repeatedly, you must have a deep meaning, there is something to dig into, and Xia Yin has its own deep meaning. ”

The words made Jiang Wen applaud and applaud, leaving Ji Yun speechless.

What else can I say, when it comes to these truths, ten Ji Yun tied up is not enough for Lao Ji to be professional alone.

What's more, he's right.

It's not a success to let the bullets fly, it's still the kind that is full of money.

"So I'm optimistic about the remake of "Xia Yin" into a movie."

"I'm optimistic too! It coincides with the big brother's idea! Jiang Wen raised his hands in agreement.

"I'm bullish on it too."

Wan Qian's blood boiled when she said this, and she immediately expressed her support.

Ji Yun tugged at the hem of Wan Qian's clothes, didn't you see that your family has fallen into the swamp now?

If you don't pull me with a rope, forget it, and still use the twelve-way Tan leg here?

"Then big brother, who do you think is suitable to play this film?"

Old Ji Tou pretended to think, clenched his fist with one hand, palmed the other, and slammed together, "Juxian doesn't avoid relatives, I think Ji Yunyan can do it!" ”