"Really?" Yu Dongqing smiled and didn't answer directly, but asked: Can you give me a blank piece of paper?

Immediately, an employee took out a piece of printer paper and handed it to him.

Yu Dongqing picked up the pencil on the table, looked at a very sci-fi transport truck drawn on the screen, and drew it.

Soon, a parody picture appeared in Yu Dongqing's pen.

"I'm sorry, I studied art for a while when I was a student at Yan Normal University, but I forgot about it a long time ago, and the appearance of the painting is ugly." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

It's ugly.

This is Shangguan Feifei's first impression when she sees Yu Dongqing's hand-drawn drawing, and at first glance, she doesn't have much art skills.

However, the rough and simple lines, which are convex and angular, do not have the roundness of the lines of the future truck drawn by their own group at all.

"I see, Director Yu, what kind of visual style do you want: the aesthetics of heavy industry in the former Soviet Union." Shangguan Feifei suddenly realized.

"That's right! Is there anything more familiar and acceptable to Chinese audiences than this style? Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"Maybe"

Shangguan Fei replied, raised his hands and slapped his face: "OK!" Guys, get back to work! Do what Director Yu said, work overtime tonight! ”

Yu Dongqing stayed in Shanghai for two days, mainly to talk to Wei Wenming, Yang Liang and Shangguan Feifei about his ideas for some scenes of the film.

As a sci-fi film with a lot of special effects, unlike other films, the concept team has to create the concept design of the characters and scenes according to the script and the director's settings before shooting, and Shangguan Feifei's team is doing this now.

The level is relatively high, but the road is wrong.

"Okay, that's all for this discussion, tomorrow I'm going to Cannes, France, and when I come back, I'll start writing the script and preparing the crew." In Wei Wenming's office, the servants had a final discussion, Yu Dongqing said.

"Uncle Yu, what are you doing in Cannes?" Shangguan Fei was a little surprised.

"Jennifer, you don't know? Brother Yu's "East Evil and West Poison" has been nominated for the Cannes Film Festival and was invited to participate in the film festival. Wei Wenming explained.

"You actually made a literary film?!" Shangguan Fei looked at Yu Dongqing with some incredulity.

"Can't you?!" Yu Dongqing asked rhetorically.

"Uncle Yu, you're really interesting."

What does this have to do with being interesting or not?

The post-00s girl is really incomprehensible, Yu Dongqing couldn't help but shake her head.

After coming out of the company, Yu Dongqing took the subway back to his hotel, rested for a night, and took a plane to France early tomorrow morning.

Just after taking a shower and changing clothes, Yu Dongqing was about to go out for dinner, when the mobile phone thrown on the bed rang, and it turned out to be Shangguan Feifei calling.

Work again?

This girl is dedicated.

Yu Dongqing picked up the mobile phone to answer, and heard the girl's enthusiastic voice coming from the microphone: "Uncle Yu, are you okay at night?" Let's have a meal together, and we will give you a meal. ”

"No thanks."

"You're welcome? We ate Western food, Lesvila Garden Restaurant on Wenhui Road, which tasted very good and affordable. ”

"Okay then." Yu Dongqing agreed.

Before leaving, it would be good to get together with Wei Wenming.

Yu Dongqing's hotel was on Songjiang Road, and he walked a short distance down the street when he saw a restaurant called Lesvila Garden, so he walked in.

It's a small western restaurant.

Plenty of bouquets and plants inside make it feel like you're dining in the garden. With dim lighting and soothing music, the overall atmosphere is very bourgeois.

Yu Dongqing saw Shangguan Fei sitting at the dining table by the window.

It's a person?!

Yu Dongqing was stunned.

"Uncle Yu! Over here. The girl stood up and greeted.

Yu Dongqing had no choice but to walk over and sit opposite her.

"Just the two of us? I thought there was still Wenming and Yang Liang. ”

"Huh? Can't the two of us eat? You're as old feudal as my dad! The girl giggled.

This?

Yu Dongqing did not answer.

"What are you eating?" The girl picked up the menu.

"Feel free."

"I've been here twice, and the sirloin steaks here are more famous, and then a plate of dessert, a cup of American iced coffee per person, OK, that's all."

Soon, the pizza and steak were served, and the two began to eat.

"Uncle Yu, after listening to your discussion this afternoon, I finally understand why you are using this concept map of the heavy industry style of the former Soviet Union, you and my father are a generation."

"With your dad's generation? I'm not that old, am I? Yu Dongqing joked.

"Well, my dad is ten years older than you, but your thinking is very similar."

"How?"

"Patriotism, collectivism!" The girl put down her knife and fork and looked at him: "I have read the book "The Wandering Earth" you wrote, and listened to the plot overview of the script adapted by you, which highlights this point even more. This coincides with the style of heavy industry in the former Soviet Union on the concept map. ”

"Isn't that bad?" He asked rhetorically.

"I didn't understand it before, you know? My dad graduated from Yenching University in the early 90s of the last century, and one of the most popular and fashionable words in their time was to study abroad. ”

"Yes, I heard that there is a long queue at the entrance of the U.S. Consulate General in Shanghai on Huaihai Middle Road every day waiting for visas." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"That's when my dad went abroad, he studied chemistry, and he was sent abroad to study for a master's degree in Massachusetts, and that's when he met my mom."

"Classmates with your mother?"

"No, my mom's school librarian." Shangguan Fei said with a smile.

"It seems to be a beautiful love story." Yu Dongqing said.

"Yes, then my father studied for a doctorate, did not return to China after graduation, and finally married my mother and stayed in the United States, and soon after I had me, the family lived a happy life."

"Hmm," Yu Dongqing nodded.

"However, there is a sense of guilt in my father's heart, he said that he gave up his homeland for love, so he is still living in the United States - he did not get a U.S. green card."

Scold?

"It caused so much inconvenience in his life, and my mom tried to persuade him to apply for a green card many times — which was very easy for a MIT Ph.D. in chemistry who is now a professor at the University of California, San Diego, but never did."

"I'm at home, and my dad talks to me in Chinese all the time, so my Chinese is pretty good, but I've always lived in the U.S. and don't really understand what he does — until I came to China this time to get a picture of what you're going to make."

"Patriotism, collectivism, seems to have been ingrained in the blood of your generation, including my father." Shangguan Feifei said.

"Isn't that bad?" Yu Dongqing asked rhetorically again.

"I can't feel it, but I respect it."

"That's enough, come and wish us a happy cooperation." Yu Dongqing raised his coffee cup.

Thank you for the monthly ticket voted by the butcher's knife, who is particularly good at reading and happy

(End of chapter)