Qin Muchu once again received the message of "great things have been done" from Zhang Mo, and couldn't help but smile.

has Sister Momo's internal response, and he will have another "external cooperation", and Lao Mouzi is already in the bag.

If Zhou Huimin wasn't around, he would even want to laugh like a villain.

Speaking of Zhou Huimin, he found that this girl's eyes were about to slant out, and he desperately aimed at his mobile phone.

"If you want to see it, here you go." Qin Muchu handed over the phone speechlessly.

"Hmph, I didn't want to see it."

Zhou Huimin turned his head, but his palm was spread out.

"Oh, don't look at it."

Qin Muchu deliberately took the phone back.

Suddenly, Zhou Huimin gritted his teeth, glared at Qin Muchu angrily, and walked out of the door.

“3，2，1。” Qin Muchu silently counted in his heart.

Sure enough, Zhou Huimin, who walked to the door of the room, ran back quickly, grabbed the mobile phone, and then ran out of the door in a panic, for fear of being caught.

"Fool."

Qin Muchu shook his head and continued to write the script.

The script for "Love Letters".

Although the matter of helping Lao Mouzi write the screenplay is decided, he must still focus on his own movies now.

At the very least, you have to wait for the script of "Love Letter" to be completed before you will consider "Hawthorn Tree".

These two books are love.,Although the story background is in different eras.,But if you write the screenplay at the same time,It's easy to get confused.,When the time comes, both won't be good.。

And the screenwriter doesn't mean to do whatever he wants, and create according to his own preferences.

The status of screenwriters in the Celestial Empire is very low, even if they are mixed to the top, it is just like that.

When writing a script, you have to communicate with the director, write it according to the director's wishes, and say that it is a screenwriter, but in fact, it is more like a "ghostwriter" who writes the director's ideas.

This situation has been calculated, because the director at least knows how to play.

Sometimes you have to change the script according to the wishes of the investors and actors, and the book written in that way is unrecognizable.

However, Qin Muchu as a screenwriter definitely does not have the latter situation, but it is still necessary to communicate with the director, after all, this is Lao Mouzi's movie.

In short, the rest of the days returned to dullness.

Lao Mouzi also knew that Qin Muchu was busy with his own movie, so he called and said that "Hawthorn Tree" was not in a hurry, and it was time to watch Qin Muchu.

Zhang Mo also called Qin Muchu.

said that their family was in Wuxi to solve the matter of Chaosheng, and at the same time told Qin Muchu that this matter was kept secret from Zhang Weiping.

Qin Muchu was so smart that he instantly understood what she meant.

I secretly sighed that the place where the small padded jacket leaked was full of "heart eyes".

The above calls were all expected, and to Qin Muchu's surprise, Zhang Weiping actually called him as well.

It is estimated that the number was obtained from the old mouzi.

There was a burst of cold greetings on the phone, very respectful and polite, and vaguely mentioned that the past was written off, and everyone would cooperate more and make a lot of money in the future.

In order to show sincerity, even a 10% investment share of "Hawthorn Tree" was given.

Qin Muchu laughed.

It's not that Zhang Weiping mistakenly thought that cooperating with Lao Mouzi this time was to release his suspicions with him.

After all, writing the screenplay by himself objectively made him money, and misunderstandings are normal.

Even the media would think so.

Qin Muchu smiled so stingily that Zhang Weiping was stingy.

Since you want to show your sincerity, you can simply take out half of the investment share or even more, and do things that others have nothing to say.

Ten percent......

Hehe, can I see that much?

……

The quiet days came until November 28, and the weather had become completely cold.

Qin Muchu was supposed to stay at home to do the final polishing of the script, but today he had to go far away.

A grand event in the film industry of the Celestial Empire, the Golden Horse Award Ceremony, one of the three "golds", began.

If you have promised before, you can't do it if you don't participate.

In addition, they gave eight nominations for Best Feature Film, Best Director, Best Actor, Best Actress, Best Supporting Actor, Best Original Screenplay, Best Art Design, and Best Editing.

Gong Li is not a heroine in Venice, but the Golden Horse Awards counted her, but the award may not be big, after all, the drama of "Sleepy Father" is still on Old Man You.

But except for the Best Actress award, the call for other awards is very high.

The Golden Horse Awards are not like Venice, which has a limit on the number of awards, if it is good enough, it is okay for a film to wrap up the awards.

Under such a premise, it would be rude for Qin Muchu not to participate.

Taipei.

As soon as the crew of "Sleepy Father" got off the plane, they were taken to the hotel by the people arranged by the organizers of the Golden Horse Awards.

Although there was only half a day before the start of the awards ceremony, the organizer still arranged a room for each of the crew.

"Director Qin, teachers, the third floor of the hotel is a restaurant, if you want to eat, you can go to the restaurant to eat first. At the award ceremony in the evening, we will have a staff member to send a car to pick you up. ”

The staff said goodbye and left.

"Why don't you go to dinner first?" Qin Muchu asked.

He ate an in-flight meal on the plane, but the taste was too average, and he wasn't full.

"Go ahead, I'm full, I can't digest more." Old Man You refused with a smile.

Several other actors also chimed in.

After all, there are many elderly people in the crew.

"Xiao Qin, you and Mimi go, you are young and consume a lot." Chen Daomin said with a smile.

Qin Muchu just wanted to agree, but Gong Li suddenly spoke:

"I'm a little underwhelmed too, go get some food."

"Haha, I forgot there's a young one here." Chen Daomin joked.

Gong Li rolled his eyes.

The two are of equal status and have a friendship, so it doesn't hurt to make some jokes.

So Qin Muchu, Yang Mi, and Gong Li walked to the elevator.

"Xiao Qin, I heard what Momo said about you and Yimou, and you did a good job."

Walking in the aisle, Gong Li smiled and patted Qin Muchu's arm.

She wanted to talk about it on the plane, but there were too many people to talk about it.

"It's also Zhang Weiping's own work, and it is also a skill to offend the people around Director Zhang."

In front of Gong Li, Qin Muchu did not disguise either.

They are on the same front.

Isn't there a saying that "the enemy of an enemy is a friend"?

What's more, she and Gong Li were originally friends.

"Hmph, he's not doing it, he has a problem with his character."

Gong Li said that Zhang Weiping showed a cold color:

"Do you know why I broke up with Yimou back then?"

Qin Muchu and Yang Mi glanced at each other.

Same look.

I don't know.

But sister, we want to know.

Gong Li didn't sell Guan Zi either, showing a look of reminiscence:

"In '95, Huang Hexiang had an event that invited me to participate."

At the beginning, Qin Muchu and Yang Mi's pupils trembled.

Because of the person in Gong Li's words - Huang Hexiang.

This is not an ordinary person, in addition to the identity of a wealthy businessman, he is also Gong Li's first husband.

"Originally, I didn't want to go, because I didn't know anyone who was doing the event, but I was persuaded to go, so I agreed."

"Director Zhang knows Huang Hexiang?" Yang Mi couldn't help but be curious.

"He's just a stuffy gourd, he doesn't usually socialize, and he doesn't know Huang Hexiang."

Gong Li understood what Yang Mi meant and explained:

"But Zhang Weiping and his wife know each other, and they must have persuaded them."

Yang Mi nodded.

Gong Li continued to say that this time she might be afraid that Qin Muchu and the others would not understand, so she said in more detail:

"I went with Zhang Weiping's wife, and we had a good relationship back then, because they always said that they were my fans, and they usually asked for warmth.

At the event, the sponsor invited me to dance a dance to cheer up the event, which was a very normal dance, but it was photographed by someone with a heart and sent to the gossip weekly, and then I began to spread my scandal.

I was also a little angry at the time, don't you suspect that I have a relationship with Huang Hexiang? Then I'll marry him and you off. ”

Speaking of this, Gong Li gritted his teeth and his mood fluctuated a little.

If the story ends here, then Gong Li's hatred for Zhang Weiping and his wife is not very understandable.

You can't hate others just because Zhang Weiping and his wife persuaded Lao Mouzi to let you go to the event and cause the rest of the incident, right?

This...... It's a bit of a rage.

But the story is not over, Yang Mi found a loophole in Guali:

"Sister Gong Li, didn't you go to the event with Zhang Weiping's wife? She should know what's going on, she...... Didn't explain it to you? ”

Gong Li sneered twice, and his eyes became sharp:

"Explain? explained, these two people kept adding oil and vinegar in front of Yimou, provoking right and wrong, in Zhang Weiping's wife's mouth, my dance was to seduce men. ”

"Cousin!"

An angry scolding brought all three of them back to their senses.

Yang Mi covered her mouth and looked at Gong Li in a panic to explain:

"Sister Gong Li, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about who ......"

She's just too substituting.

If you encounter this situation and the only person in question still frames you, it is really unclear.

"Poof, haha."

Gong Li suddenly smiled and patted Yang Mi's hand:

"I know, you're right, she's the cousin."

After a pause, Gong Li suddenly asked again:

"Mimi, if it were you, what would you do to this couple?"

Yang Mi almost without thinking:

"I am directly a set of black dragon eighteen hands, and if I can get to the eighth hand, these two people can resist the beating."

"Black Dragon Eighteen Hands?"

Looking at the puzzled Gong Li, Yang Mi explained with a smile:

"It's a set of martial arts skills used by the armed police, my dad is a policeman, he taught me, and used it for self-defense. I heard him say that it seems that because of the great lethality, the tricks are rushing to beat people and cripple them, and now they are banned. ”

Gong Li was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at Yang Mi again, his eyes were already different, he seemed to be pleased, and mixed with some other emotions:

"Mimi, you're better than me."

"Hey, no." Yang Mi smiled exceptionally innocently.

Only Qin Muchu's cold sweat was about to come down.

After all these years, I finally know what the names of those beatings are.

Made, banned because of its lethal power.

Listen, is this talking about human language?

……

In the end, only Qin Muchu and Yang Mi went to the restaurant on the third floor.

Gong Li was not really hungry, he just wanted to talk to Qin Muchu about Lao Mouzi, and went back to the room after speaking.

"If you dare to use those black dragon eighteen hands on me in the future, I ...... I ......"

Qin Muchu "me" for a long time, and found that there was nothing that could threaten Yang Mi.

Hit, can't beat.

The girls will be really kung fu.

Alarm?

Made, it's probably his dad who answered the phone.

"Hehe, little zei, do you know how powerful Sister Mi is? Don't worry, with your small body, Sister Mi uses basic fighting skills to deal with you, and you are not worthy of the eighteen hands of the black dragon. ”

Yang Mi proudly pinched Qin Muchu's chin, looking like a little rascal:

"In the future, be honest, send my wife over to Sister Mi every month on time, and Sister Mi will let you go......"

"Director Qin?"

Just as Yang Mi was struggling, she was suddenly interrupted by an inopportune shout.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.

"Oh, let you not shave, you'll poke your hands, look at it."

Yang Mi's hand that was originally pinching Qin Muchu's chin turned into a touch, with some complaints.

"Well, I wanted to scrape it this morning, but I forgot, it's a bit long."

Qin Muchu understood to cooperate in a second, and at the same time turned to look in the direction where the voice had just come out.

"Scum?"

He blurted out.

The man in front of him is the Hong Kong Island actor Zhang Jiahui who was crazy in later generations, "I am a scumbag, and if I am a brother, I will come to cut me".

He is about the same age in this world as he was in his previous life.

Zhang Jiahui didn't hear that Qin Muchu was playing a stalk, and he was happy to hear Qin Muchu call out his name.

He took the initiative to say hello, in case the other party didn't know him, it would be embarrassing.

"Black, I'm a scumbag, Qin Dao, a thunder monkey, a dog."

Zhang Jiahui said Gangpu with great difficulty, and with gestures, he was entangled as if he was constipated.

The corners of Qin Muchu's mouth twitched.

You really deserve to be played by others, don't say it if you don't speak Mandarin, speak it like a curse.

"Lei Gang is good in Cantonese, I can understand it."

Qin Muchu said this, Zhang Jiahui breathed a sigh of relief, and spoke Cantonese fluently:

"Director Qin, I've been looking up for a long time, and I have always wanted to know you but have no chance."

As he spoke, he bent down and stretched out his hand, his attitude unusually respectful.

"Hello, I have also watched a lot of your plays, and my acting skills are very good, maybe we will have a chance to cooperate in the future."

Qin Muchu shook hands with Zhang Jiahui and said with a smile.

"Duan Kun, I'm done, Jesus can't keep it, I said it!"

"Five years, five whole years! Do you know how I've spent the past five years!? ”

These two scenes are the two most popular scenes in later generations, and it is said that they have also entered the Yanying textbook.

But he hasn't filmed it yet.

But there are also quite a few classics.

Therefore, exaggerating Jiahui's acting skills is not all polite.

Playing stalks is playing stalks, people are indeed powerful.

However, the opportunity to cooperate is purely casual.

But Zhang Jiahui was very happy to hear it.

has been in the entertainment industry for many years, of course he knows that a director says to you that "there is a chance to cooperate", but he didn't say anything about the specific project or schedule, which is pure politeness.

But Qin Muchu always recognized his strength, after all, some third-rate actors and directors would not even be polite.

"Then Director Qin, can you leave a contact information?" Zhang Jiahui asked.

"Yes, you can report the number, and I'll call you."

Qin Muchu agreed, he still had a good impression of Zhang Jiahui.

Leaving each other's numbers, Zhang Jiahui thanked each other, and walked away with interest.

It is worth mentioning that he also greeted Yang Mi politely and praised him, but he did not ask for the number, or Yang Mi took the initiative to mention it.

"You have a good impression of him?"

After Zhang Jiahui left, Yang Mi immediately asked.

He knew that his boyfriend's personal phone number would not be given to anyone unless he approved it.

"Well, the acting skills are good, and I haven't heard of any black material, which director doesn't like such an actor?" Qin Muchu asked rhetorically.

Yang Mi nodded.

She also has a good impression of Zhang Jiahui, she has been with Zhou Huimin for so long, she can understand Cantonese, but she can't speak it.

So just now Zhang Jiahui praised her beautiful girls, good acting skills, smartness, bright future, and so on.

Sister Mi understood it and felt very pertinent.

Moreover, the small detail that Zhang Jiahui did not take the initiative to leave a phone call for her also shows that he knows how to deal with people.

"It's not easy to be a star on Hong Kong Island." Yang Mi sighed with emotion.

Qin Muchu agreed.

At least for now, the average acting skills of actors on Hong Kong Island, regardless of men and women, are better than those in the mainland, not to mention the level of dedication.

It also has something to do with the market.

The abundance of monks and the lack of meat have created the situation on Hong Kong Island.

During the snow disaster last year, Liu Furong also performed chest crushing boulders at the disaster relief charity performance.

The two sighed and went to the restaurant to eat.

The restaurant is à la carte, there are no private rooms, and there are many large and small tables in the hall.

Maybe it's because it's past lunch, and there's no one.

After ordering the meal, the two of them sat down in their seats and waited.

"I don't eat it, I'll just watch you eat it." Yang Mi has no three hundred taels of silver in that place.

"Okay, I'm sure I won't leave you a mouthful, if you want to eat you're a puppy." Qin Muchu immediately put it on her shelf.

"Black Dragon Eighteen Hands!"

While there was a commotion, two more people came in at the door of the restaurant.

"I'm starving, I'm starving, how can I eat enough for a meal on the plane...... Hey, this restaurant, this high-end, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat enough, right? ”

A man spoke in a Qingdao accent.

The short man next to him spoke:

"If you can't eat enough, you can eat more, you eat openly, brother today, please."

"It's remarkable to you, you when I don't know the hotel consumption Golden Horse Awards organizer all-inclusive? I said that you make so much money in this play, you can't say it if you don't invite me to a meal, right? Yes? ”

"Who says you have to pay for a treat?"

"Kill you."

The two men walked into the dining room with each other in their hands.

Sit down at a table and call for the waiter to order.

"Don't say I don't take care of you, na, point, I'll please."

The short man magnificently pushed the menu to the opposite side.

"Roll the calf, don't want a Bilian."

The short man smiled absently, looked around, and saw a man and a woman sitting across from him.

The first focus is on women.

Because it was facing away from him, I only saw a back.

Tsk, this figure.

It's a pity, Master Hao, I have a master of grass.

Let's take a look at the cow dung on which flowers are inserted, whether there is any nutrition for Haoye.

At this glance, he was directly stunned.

Brother Pig's expression was immediately put away, as cow dung...... No, when the man looked at him, he quickly stood up:

"Director Qin, hello."

(End of chapter)