Volume 6 Jinghua Smoke Cloud Section 37 Rock Sugar Gourd
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xxxx "Didn't you write it by one person?" When Bai Li Bing heard this, he was a little confused, and he didn't react for a while, "Then you mean that those two lines of words were written by two people?" When she asked this sentence, she felt that it was nonsense, and immediately changed the question, "What's the difference?" If the line in front is written by Wan Yanlie, the line in the back?"
She was silent suddenly, and finally said, "Yifei, what do you mean?"
Lin Yifei sighed, " You think too much, but the observation is obviously not enough, the first line of font is strong and powerful, the second line is a little delicate, at a glance you know that it is not written by one person, if we assume, Wan Yan Lie thought that I was dead back then, took my Xuantie sword, and stood there, this is the meaning of the first line of words, so it can also explain why the figurine pit does not see his Demon Flame Knife, and does not see my Wentian Sword, because he has taken it away, he can take nothing away, but for the martial artist, of course he can't give up this kind of divine weapon, as for the second line, it is very confusing, no matter what you think, I insist that there is no information about the silver bottle coming hereγ Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
"Jun Yi isn't it? Jun Yi is stumped and has nothing to do with Sister Yinhua? Why are you so sure, Yifei, you have to know that you are already different from Wan Yan Feihua, and you are also different from Wan Yan Lie, your surname Ge, your surname can also be changed after all these years, stump Do you think that Jun Yi killed four people and challenged the martial arts master at that time, which did not conform to her original surname?" Bai Li Bing was a little puzzled.
"You're right, your face can be changed, but it's hard to change your internal strength, Yue Yinhua won't practice the internal skill of Qianli Fengming, only, only Wanyan Feihua will," Lin Yifei sighed, "Thirteen Gradeless Gong, Qianli Fengming, and my Nine Parting and Eighteen Separation were the weirdest internal skills at that time, but these three, the silver bottle will not be one, her internal strength is very orthodox, not our sideways, as a martial arts master, the moves can be ever-changing, but the internal strength, usually only one kind of practice." β
Baili Bing was silent, feeling that his head was two big, "Yifei, if it's not Sister Yinhua, then how do you explain the second line of words?"
"At that time, if Xiao Beili was already dead, there was nothing to do, and the person who wrote that line of words was not to commit suicide, but to confess his heart," Lin Yifei said slowly: "So in my opinion, that line of words is not said to Xiao Bieli." β
"Huh?" Baili Bing on the other side was a little stunned, as if he had thought of something, and was speechless for a long time.
Lin Yifei put down his phone, shook the snow on his body, and was about to walk forward, when a sports car had stopped beside him, the door opened, and a figure came down that surprised him a little.
Zhao Mengtian was wearing a black mink coat in the snow, which looked extremely dazzling.
When others wear this dress, it shows how rich they are at most, but she wears this dress, but it only makes people feel very elegant.
Walking over to Lin Yifei quickly, Zhao Mengtian was a little surprised, "Lin Yifei, is it really you?" I saw it just now, and I thought I was dazzled. β
"When I saw Director Zhao here, I thought it was my dazzle. Lin Yifei glanced at the inside of the sports car, and saw a man sitting in the back seat, which was somewhat strange, so it seemed that Zhao Mengtian was just a driver.
"When did you come to the capital?" Zhao Mengtian looked very happy, "Why don't you call me when you come, I just feel that this year is very boring, and it is getting more and more boring every year." β
Zhao Mengtian has the straightforwardness of a northern woman, and it seems that she still wants to punch Lin Yifei, but when she sees Lin Yifei's appearance, she finally holds back.
"I didn't come here for a few days, but I mainly dealt with personal matters first. For this Zhao Mengtian, Lin Yifei does not have a very good impression, of course, there is no bad impression, he is willing to donate half of the income from the invested film to the Baicao Charity Fund, he can't help but express his gratitude, although he knows that Zhao Mengtian is not ordinary rich, filming is a symbol of fame and fortune for other directors, and for her, it is more like a leisure, but not everyone who is rich is enthusiastic about charity.
Lin Yifei's polite estrangement did not make Zhao Mengtian feel unaccustomed, looking at Lin Yifei glanced at his sports car, and smiled, "In the car is the internationally famous martial arts instructor Chen Lianghe, I invited it, and there are a few scripts, I feel ordinary, I don't know if you are interested in watching it?"
"Of course, I don't know the market as well as Director Zhao," Lin Yifei said politely: "I don't know what they want, so my suggestion can be ignored." β
Zhao Mengtian laughed, "I can't see that you are so capable of fighting, why are you so modest, first of all, you can also be counted as an audience, of course you have the right to express your own opinions, and secondly, although the film I made is to show the audience, I will not cater to them, for the so-called box office factor, those gimmicks, violence, blood,** The scene is just to attract the audience's low-level senses and fun, I generally don't use, the movie I made, maybe many people see for the first time is just the excitement of the fight, the twists and turns of emotions, the suspense of the story, but I hope that if they can watch it again, they will notice the spirit to be expressed, whether it is to work hard, so that he can feel the meaning of life more, even if ten years later, my film can no longer make money, but I hope that at that time, the audience will watch it again, and they can be enlightened and touched, just like this snowflake, many people see the cold and ruthless for the first time, or romantic and spectacular, but now few people have noticed that primary school has learned Ruixue Zhaofeng year, just like the loss of fallen leaves, many others sigh that time flies, when the years are ruthless, but few people notice that the red is not a ruthless thing, and it is more protective of flowers when it turns into spring mud. β
Lin Yifei didn't interject, just listened silently.
Zhao Mengtian saw his expression and smiled a little apologetically, "I'm very sorry, you are not my employee, but you are here to listen to my chatter and nag." β
"How come," Lin Yifei smiled, "I heard Director Zhao's remarks, if you go to the TV station, you will have to charge money, I listen to it here for free, and I can only take advantage of it." β
Zhao Mengtian laughed, ignoring the side glances of passers-by, in fact, there are not many pedestrians on the road on this hazy snowy day, but according to her surname, she really wants to laugh, even if she is in the city, she will not care.
"It's actually very fun to talk to people like you," she said here, with a very proud look, Lin Yifei just smiled and didn't say much, he actually agreed with Zhao Mengtian's statement, but many people understand the truth, but if they say it, there are few people.
"When I said this, I remembered a famous movie, but I didn't have any impression of anything else, I just remember that there was such a character, a little drama boy, who positioned the ultimate goal of being able to eat rock sugar gourd, which seems ridiculous, but in fact, it is not ridiculous at all, everyone has a goal, my goal is to let the most audiences see the movies I made, and eat the rock sugar gourd that they have been longing for a long time. β
Lin Yifei smiled, "Then in the new year, I wish Director Zhao all his wishes come true and be a big hit at the box office." β
"Seeing you and me like this now, I think of Lao Tzu's words," Zhao Mengtian sighed, "It's better to keep the chong, I don't stop chattering, it seems that it's better than you to be modest." β
"What do I say, I also care about the box office of your film. Lin Yifei said.
"You kid, there's no reason not to spy on my box office, calculate what half is, right?" Zhao Mengtian said bluntly, for Lin Yifei, there is no director's condescending attitude to the actor, perhaps because although she has not met Lin Yifei much, she knows Lin Yifei's surname better than anyone else.
"Yes, exactly. Lin Yifei nodded seriously, "Director Zhao's Yinuo, but it is really a daughter, how can I not pay attention to it." β
The horn on the car actually sounded, and Zhao Mengtian frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied.
Lin Yifei glanced at the person in the sports car, "Director Zhao, you still have something to do, just go and do things first, there are still many opportunities for us to meet." β
"Well, Chen Lianghe is also a famous martial arts instructor, this time I took a lot of effort to invite him out of the mountain, you are all big names, I can't afford to offend. Zhao Mengtian smiled apologetically, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Lin Yifei, "Lin Yifei, if you are okay these days, you can contact me, and I will not disturb you to deal with private matters first." β
Lin Yifei nodded, watched Zhao Mengtian return to the driver's seat, waved his hand in the car, and then turned the steering wheel and drove forward, from beginning to end, Lin Yifei didn't see that Chen Lianghe turned his head to look at himself, but he found that Chen Lianghe's eyes fell on the rearview mirror on the car, from there, you can clearly see the figures of himself and Zhao Mengtian just now.
When Lin Yifei flashed this thought, he glanced at Chen Lianghe quickly, feeling that Chen Lianghe was not tall, but his whole body seemed to be full of energy, and before he could analyze further, the sports car had disappeared from his sight.
Lin Yifei muttered to himself, although many times, what he instructs is not necessarily anything, just like a cooking tasting guide, although he is right, but the dishes he cooks are often a mess, but this Chen Lianghe is obviously good at martial arts.
The sports car actually didn't drive far, it drove in the direction that Lin Yifei came from, and when it arrived at Fang's house, it slowly stopped. Just pressed the horn, the iron gate had been opened silently, and the sports car drove straight into the compound, and the iron gate slowly closed.
The snow and black doors were as always, as if nothing had happened, only the messy car marks at the door indicated what had happened.
Lin Yifei stood at the corner of the street, looking at the iron gate thoughtfully, with a taste of inquiry in his eyes......
(To be continued)