The snow in Yanjing City has stopped.

But the sound of firecrackers did not stop.

It crackled and made people sleep.

It wasn't until the wee hours of the morning that the sound of the firecrackers quieted down.

Zhou Yang put down "Introduction to Video Editing", stretched his waist and lay back on the bed.

At this time in the past, his mind would come up with what he had learned today, what he had done, and what he needed to reflect on and strengthen......

And tonight, somehow, as long as I close my eyes, the slender figure that is gradually moving away comes to my mind, and the sentence "Please treat the company as a home in the future, in this home, I will not let you suffer any grievances......"

On weekdays, she is as cold as snow, but at that moment she is very gentle and warm.

It's a strange feeling......

It seems that the dark and lonely cocoon is suddenly no longer silent and hopeless, but has a little more encouragement and companionship, so that the process of breaking the cocoon is full of strength.

Zhou Yang opened his eyes, opened the curtains and looked at the night sky outside the window.

I watched it for a long, long time......

Then, he let out a long sigh of relief and smiled wistfully.

It was at this time......

He received a text message on his phone.

"Director Zhou, are you free tomorrow? The tune has been compiled......"

Zhou Yang glanced at the text message, only to see that it was an unfamiliar number, and after taking out the company's address book and comparing it a little, he found that the person who sent him a text message turned out to be Wu Zhenhong!

…………………………

The Chinese New Year is getting closer and closer.

Yanjing City ushered in a huge wave of homecoming.

Walking on the street, you can see a lot of people carrying large bags and small bags hurrying to catch buses and taxi taxis......

The fares of various means of transportation have risen to the point where people are very speechless, but they are still hard to find.

The same goes for Huaxing.

In addition to the staff on duty and Yanjing locals who had to stay, many staff members received bonuses in advance and left the company with eager joy on their faces.

The huge company suddenly fell into some silence.

None of the members of the H56 girl group left, and everyone stayed in the company, quietly waiting for the company's future planning and arrangement.

"We're going to disband, aren't we?"

"Otherwise? Keep going like this? Watching the boss and the second fight? ”

“……”

The girls of the girl group were noisy in the training room, and there was a hint of gunpowder and sarcasm among them.

There is indeed a disagreement within the girl group.

When Xingcai once selected several people, they all trained at the same starting line and under the same roof, and promised that everyone would be properly arranged by the company, and there was no distinction between protagonists and supporting roles.

However, somehow, some people became the lead singer, all kinds of resources and MV shots were cast on the lead singer, and some became green leaves, in the backup dance and the occasional chorus, gradually faded in the camera, as the popularity became more and more unequal, the lead singer became the representative of the girl group, while others gradually became nameless foils.

The world is always so cruel, especially in the entertainment industry.

However, everyone has everyone's thoughts, everyone thinks they can be the lead singer, and no one wants to be a green leaf.

As a result, there were all kinds of back-to-back fighting, open and secret battles within the girl group, and various methods under the lens emerged in endlessly, and when the girl group was no longer popular, this kind of open and secret fighting even reached the stage and became a face-to-face ridicule.

Song Qianqian and Hu Bingqing are undoubtedly the focus of the girl group's attention.

Hu Bingqing, as usual, sat quietly in a chair and read a book, she was tired of the battle between the girl groups, at this moment she just wanted to find a quiet place to read a good book.

Song Qianqian also sits.

However, today, she is uncharacteristically quiet.

She silently looked at the snow outside the window, her eyes full of trance, as if waiting for the verdict to be announced.

The girl group disbanded......

All of them have gone solo, so where does she go from here?

For some reason, the plainly dressed young man came to her mind......

Since she came out of Wu Zhenhong's office that day, she began to check the relevant information of the young man.

The relevant information is very limited, and it is very mysterious, so mysterious that Song Qianqian doesn't know where such a person came from.

This morning, Sun Fangfang, a former agent, made a phone call to her.

Sun Fangfang on the phone was humble, at least, she had never seen Sun Fangfang so humbly pleading with herself to let herself talk to the management of the new company and let her continue to be her agent......

She even talked to Song Qianqian about a lot of past events, talking about the scene when the girl group was first established, she was running around for herself, and talked about the scene when she received endorsements.

Song Qianqian asked about Zhou Yang.

She just asked, and didn't mean anything else.

However, Sun Fangfang's emotions on the other end of the phone suddenly became excited, and even cried.

"I don't know, I really don't know, I thought what he voted for me at the time was a letter from a fan to you, not the lyrics, if I knew, I would have given you the lyrics a long time ago......"

In the midst of crying, Song Qianqian suddenly understood.

A year ago......

This young man used to write songs for himself, but unfortunately, he was blocked out of the company.

Just when Song Qianqian recalled, the door of the women's group training room opened.

The noisy training room fell silent in an instant.

Subsequently......

Mr. Wu Zhenhong, Mr. Wu's personal assistant, Zhou Xi, walked in.

"Girls, we have two songs here, well, after repeated discussions between Mr. Wu and Mr. Zhou Yang, we finally decided to divide these two songs between the two of you...... Please adjust to your best, and if you can, I hope you can be in the best shape for these two songs......"

…………………………

Feng Kai finally arrived at the crew of "The Crow".

On the day he arrived at the crew, Feng Kai didn't have time to rest, so he ran to Wang Shuai's room with gifts as soon as possible.

He was very emotional, and many flattering words came to his mind, and he thought of many scenes when the two met in the car.

But......

Wang Shuai, the director in the room, just glanced at him and nodded to say hello.

"Stuff down ......"

"The script is on the side of executive director Bi Funan, you can talk to me about your views on the script at this time tomorrow morning......"

“……”

Wang Shuai is 70 years later, just thirty-five years old this year, and he is relatively young among the veteran literary directors in the Beijing circle.

His attitude towards Feng Kai was relatively cold, and when Feng Kai met him, he suddenly had a sense of déjà vu, that is, when he met Zhou Yang.

It was a contempt that came from the bones.

The way he talks to himself is completely a way of ordering subordinates from superiors, without any emotion.

Feng Kai felt very aggrieved and depressed, and felt a little at a loss......

The former Zhou Yang......

Have you ever felt the same way?

After leaving the director's room, Feng Kai thought so in his heart.

Subsequently......

Feng Kai went to the executive director of the crew, Bi Funan, who was a tall fat man, with a shaved head and glasses, standing in front of him like a hill, giving people a full sense of oppression.

He was condescending when he faced Feng Kai.

After learning Feng Kai's identity and intention, he was not surprised or surprised, he just handed the copied script to Feng Kai and was busy with his own work.

In the face of Feng Kai's accosting and talking, Bi Funan just smiled and maintained the most basic politeness, but subconsciously he was a little impatient, and he didn't even glance at his gift.

Feng Kai felt that this crew was completely different from what he thought......

Everyone seemed to look at him with strange eyes, and their expressions were quite cold.

Still, he went back to his room and read the script carefully.

The script of "The Crow" is a story about a female college student who is trafficked, and the content is very heavy, full of depression and despair......

It's ironic.

Feng Kai saw this script at first glance and felt that this script was too realistic and amazing.

He read the script several times seriously, then closed his eyes, pondered the script several times, and came up with some central ideas.

Day 2......

He took the script and went to Wang Shuai.

I told Wang Shuai a lot about my understanding of the script very seriously.

Wang Shuai was still listening carefully at first, but the more he listened, the more frowning he became, and finally, Wang Shuai interrupted him.

"I'm not going to make a movie, I'm going to make a clash of ideas......"

When he heard this voice, Feng Kai was stunned, and his heart was half cold.

He found it difficult to understand what the literary director was saying.

"That's ...... Can you show me any of the movies you've shot in the past, or that you've helped shoot, do you have any tidbits from your past shooting? Wang Shuai's expression was very disappointed, but he still asked this question.

"Haven't you seen any of my previous films?" Feng Kai was stunned.

Since you haven't seen the movie you made, why did you invite him to join the crew?

Wang Shuai didn't have any other expression, but lit a cigarette and looked at him with a calm gaze: "Someone said let me invite you, I can't refuse that person, this is a favor." ”

"......" When he heard this, Feng Kai instantly felt like his heart was being smothered by someone.

It's so uncomfortable.

Especially the word favor, which made him feel like he had been slapped in the face.

He bowed his head.

However, in the end, he still played the movies he had shot in the past to Wang Shuai with the driving of his notebook.

He looked at Wang Shuai with hope.

But in exchange, there were more and more frowns, and a helpless sigh.

It's like looking at a pile of garbage.

"Anything else?"

"These are all things, the reputation is still ......" Feng Kai at this moment, he felt that his former pride was trampled on the ground, and he was even spit on.

"These films are lacking in ideas, especially the two films that you did independently...... It's empty and soulless, if you only have this level, then you better go, we won't delay you. ”

"......" Feng Kai lowered his head, only to feel that his face was a little hot.

It's like someone has been slapped in the face.

He was devastated and devastated

"I also made a movie, but there were only dailies and some shooting footage, and the movie was ...... editing"

"Oh, let's see." Wang Shuai's voice was a little disappointed, and he nodded as if he was coping.

"In the folder of the notebook, the name of that movie is 'Mine Bottom'......"

"Hmm."

Wang Shuai clicked on the sample film of "Mine Bottom".

He was going to turn it off after a few silent glances, but he suddenly became serious.

Half an hour later......

Wang Shuai's eyes suddenly became complicated, and then he kept nodding.

He then turned off his notebook.

"I want to talk to the screenwriter of this movie, and this actor named Zhou Yang, I think it's very interesting, if you can, you can help me contact me by the way, and let him come over to audition......"

"Huh?"