If you want to shoot, shoot the best, the cost doesn't matter?

Qin Qi couldn't help but glare at Yan Heng.

This person is so arrogant.

He hasn't read his script yet, so he's not afraid of losing money.

Director Huo's gaze at Yan Heng also had a little more faint admiration.

This young man is much stronger than himself, he is worthy of being from the Yan family, and he is determined to do everything.

Although on the Sakura Country's side, Fukasawa settled a share for them, and in the foreseeable future, they will all have a lot of money.

But if the project of "Painted Skin" is to be carried out, it must be a bottomless pit.

"I am willing to invest in this project, which is regarded as the first project developed by our company independently. Let's go back and study it first, and we may need the help of Director Huo and Teacher Su at that time. ”

Yan Heng said his plan in a deep voice, and his tone was irrefutable.

"That's great!" Su Xiaowei said with a smile.

She really hopes that this movie can be made, no matter who makes it.

Yan Heng, this kid, looks serious at first glance, and has the energy of young people to dare to think and do.

"You go back and study it again and see how you can save this game in the future. After all, both of us are screenwriters and directors, and we don't know much about investment. ”

"Yes, yes, if you really want to engage in this project, at least I am personally willing to invest." Huo Dao hurriedly added.

I don't know why, what these two children are doing, he always thinks he can do it!

The meal was enjoyed by the guests and the hosts, and the rainstorm outside the window intensified, like a drum of enthusiasm for their grand plan.

Teacher Su wanted to leave the two of them at home to avoid the rain before leaving, or simply stay, but the two still felt that it was not good to disturb them, so they came out in the rain.

"Let's go to Xiyuan first, the studio over there already looks like it, let's go and have a look, and by the way, we can change the script together."

Yan Hengrao propped up the umbrella on Qin Qi's head, but he still got a lot wet.

Xiyuan is a villa assigned to Yan Heng by Mr. Yan, which is near Huaqing University.

With the support of the old man, the film and television company planned by Yan Heng was temporarily opened in the Xiyuan villa, called Wanguan Youth Studio, to distinguish Leng Yuejiao's Wanguan Film and Television.

Yan Heng rarely goes over there, and he is willing to accompany Qin Qi in school.

But now the two are becoming more and more famous, and they are often accosted when they walk in school, not to mention going to self-study, which will cause a sensation.

Qin Qi agreed, "Okay." ”

The corners of Yan Heng's mouth curved, and he took Qin Qi to Xiyuan.

The two bodyguards who had been following the eldest young master all the year round were stunned when they saw that the eldest young master was going to Xiyuan with his girlfriend.

What kind of news of the century is this!

The two really wanted to report to the old lady quickly, but considering that the eldest young master might be angry with them, they had to suppress this idea.

On the way, Qin Qi couldn't help but ask Yan Heng suspiciously.

"Why are you so sure that my script is good, you haven't even read it, and you still say such a big thing!"

Yan Heng smiled lightly.

"Maybe it's because some people have more confidence, as if some people can succeed in anything."

Qin Qi frowned.

"I'm under a lot of pressure when you say that, how can there be people who have always been successful."

Although it's a successful book in the previous life.,But now you have to find someone to find a team to shoot it out.,And the time is not the same.,Who can guarantee that this will win!

Yan Heng took Qin Qi's hand, "Don't worry, there's still me!" ”

In an instant, a warm current surged into Qin Qi's heart.

This person next to me seems to be very trustworthy.

With him, his ideas may be able to land.

As soon as he entered the door, Qin Qi visited the villa, and then looked at the appearance of the studio, and was very satisfied.

Then the two of them sat down at the table and read the script.

The villa on this side of Xiyuan is very large and very quiet, and only Aunt Chen lives here and is responsible for taking care of it recently.

Aunt Chen has been taking care of Rong Qingyi for many years, because the old man gave Yan Heng this house, Rong Qingyi asked her to come over and take charge, and by the way, it can be regarded as a period of recuperation.

Aunt Chen has always wanted Yan Heng to come and live, but it has been almost two months since the start of school, and Yan Heng has only come here for the first time.

The first time she saw Yan Heng come to the door, she immediately began to arrange it in a hurry.

When everything was settled, Aunt Chen found that the two of them had been sitting at the desk and busy.

Yan Heng took a thick notebook and read it while typing on the computer.

Qin Qi wrote something seriously beside him.

The two of them didn't speak, just studied quietly.

Aunt Chen couldn't help but admire, this eldest young master is really rare in the world.

She didn't want to come over to disturb her, so she quickly avoided it, but who knew that the two bodyguards were also very curious, and they were still looking inside.

"The affairs of the eldest young master are also in your hands, be your own errand and wait outside!"

The two of them spread their hands under the porch to watch the rain, it seems that the eldest young master will not be as they think, and they are here to study the script seriously.

It took more than an hour for Yan Heng to re-type the revised script, and it was the first time he read it from beginning to end.

He stretched his waist, and saw that Qin Qi was still writing and painting seriously next to him, so he leaned over to look.

It turned out that Qin Qi was "writing" a song - "Painting the Heart".

But because it was somewhat difficult to awaken her memory, she had to change every word several times before she could be sure.

"Looking at you, holding me, your eyes are lonelier than the moonlight, and you are happy in the arms of others. Loving you, like a heartbeat, hard to touch, drawing you, can't draw your bones......"

Yan Heng was still immersed in the plot and didn't come out, and after reading the lyrics, he felt even more amazing.

The words in the song are really in line with the artistic conception that "Painted Skin" wants to express.

Qin Qi sensed Yan Heng's movement leaning over, and she couldn't help but turn around and smile at Yan Heng.

"I wrote a theme song, do you like it?"

Yan Heng nodded lightly, "I like it, the story and lyrics are beautiful." ”

Then the corners of his mouth went up and he stared at Qin Qi quietly.

Qin Qi was stared at furiously, and hurriedly wiped his face with his hand.

"What? Is there anything dirty on my face? ”

Without warning, Yan Heng deceived and kissed Qin Qi.

Qin Qi only felt that his head was empty, and then there was a soft touch on his mouth that he had never felt before.

How to describe the feeling is like the snow in the mountains that has been frozen all winter, and suddenly the sun of early spring melts one day.

The spring snow turned into a trickle and flowed down the mountain, making a pleasant sound of tinkling dong.

After the initial panic, by the time Qin Qi reacted, Yan Heng had already looked at her with the corners of his lips raised as if he was fine.

Qin Qi's heart was about to jump out excitedly.

She wanted to relive the feeling, so she kissed it back.

Sure enough, the feeling on the second kiss was even better than the first.

This time, the two also learned to cooperate, it turns out that people's mouths can be so soft......