Chapter 57

April 9th, noon.

In the private room of a restaurant in Tianhai City, Peng Yan pushed the door in with a modest smile. When he saw Lin tired sitting in the private room, he bent slightly, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "director Lin."

Lin tired to get up, as always smile calm, after shaking hands with him, stretched out his hand and said: "sit down."

"Well, congratulations on Director Lin's film sales." Peng Yan said polite words while sitting down, Lin tired carefully looked at his figure wrapped in a decent black suit, secretly nodded.

This is a self-discipline to terror man, it is precisely because of his self-discipline, let Lin tired eyes locked in his body.

He has all the qualities of the new movie hero.

Peng Yan sat up straight in front of Lin tired's gaze -- of course, he would not doubt that Lin tired was a fag.

Although there are all kinds of people in this circle, there used to be tabloids gossiping that he had a py deal with a rich man who is good at it

Ah

……

Lin tired's eyes are just the eyes of a director who looks at the actors normally. He is familiar with this kind of eyes.

In fact, he had guesses before. Lin tired's new film has almost spread all over the entertainment circle now. I don't know how many people are thinking about it. When Lin tired asks him out at this time, he will naturally have some guesses in his mind.

His agent was crazy when he got the call.

After nodding his head, Lin gave him a script with a white cover on the desk. The four black block letters of "captain China" on the cover were very clear.

Peng Yan looked at the name for a moment.

What kind of movie is this?

The name is a bit awkward.

"This is the script of my new play. I want you to be the leading actor." Lin tired said frankly.

Peng Yan took over the script. The brand-new script exudes the fragrance of ink, and the pages of the book ring with his flipping.

"I want to see the script first, OK?" Peng Yan said with a smile.

Happy is happy, but it's impossible to say he's completely at ease.

After all, big directors have also made bad films. Besides, Lin is such a new and cutting-edge director. I don't know whether he is stable or not. Many people in the industry are still watching the performance of his next play.

Lin tired raises his hand and makes a gesture of invitation. Peng Yan shows an apologetic smile and looks forward to the script.

The next time the room was very quiet. Lin tired ordered a cup of tea and drank it quietly. Then he went into the system and chose a movie to watch.

Time passes quietly.

Peng Yan's face was calm and serious at first. After reading two pages, a smile appeared on his face. Then he frowned and relaxed.

After a while, maybe less than 20 minutes, Peng Yan's eyebrows wrinkled, and his face showed a touch of sadness.

He closed the script and solemnly said to Lin tired, "director Lin, I played this play!"

Lin tired comes out of the system and sees Peng Yan with a solemn and excited face. He holds the script tightly, which shows his love for the script.

Peng Yan put out his thumb and admired: "director Lin has courage."

Lin tired SA ran a smile, did not answer his words, but said: "that your schedule is no problem?"

"No, I haven't received the script this year." Peng Yan shook his head and said that he was very strict with the script. Sometimes his plays were not shown in the market for a year or two.

"Well, that's good. You can arrange it. In the middle of May, it will enter the military training of the crew, and then it will start up in July at the latest. It will be released in October, and the new year's show will be on." Lin said slowly.

Peng Yan has no objection to this arrangement.

After a few more words, they are ready to say goodbye. Peng Yan is anxious to go back to see the script, but Lin tired still has a lot to do.

Facing separation, Lin tired suddenly turned back and said with a smile: "Peng Yan, cherish this role."

Although Peng Yan was puzzled, he still nodded with a smile: "OK ????。”

He hasn't realized how important this role will be in the film history in the future, but it doesn't affect his prudence. His professional attitude towards film is well recognized in the industry.

Two people wave goodbye, at this point, the hero is done, and then there are those supporting roles.

……

At a mansion in Tianhai, Han Xiaoxue handed a script to an old man with a smile: "grandfather, I have a script here that I want to show you?"

The old man wore a suit and said with a smile, "what do you show me in your play, and what is the mess of the Anti Japanese war?"

"No, look." Han Xiaoxue rarely shows her little daughter's coquetry.

"Well, let me see."

The old man took over the script, first looked at the name, scolded: "what a mess of names."

Han Xiaoxue vomits her tongue and drinks tea.

"The description of this play is not true. We didn't have such good conditions at that time."

"Nonsense."

"Well... This is OK."

Looking at it, the old man sometimes make complaints about it, but then he doesn't speak. His eyes begin to flush and his body starts to tremble.

Han Xiaoxue quickly sat down to take the script, but he didn't want the old man to pinch it. He looked at a plot in the script with tears in his eyes.

"Grandfather, are you all right? Grandfather, we won't watch anymore." Han Xiaoxue patted the old man on the back, worried.

"I'm fine." The old man trembled and waved, put down the script, rubbed his eyes, choked and said: "I love the 140000 people who can't go home!"

"They're all dolls like you."

"Few young people today remember what they have done for this country and this nation?"

"Because they can't go home!"

The old man clapped the table with red eyes. The more he said, the more excited he was. He cried.

Han Xiaoxue also red eyes, gently stroked the old man's back: "no, no one will forget them, this script is written by a young director, ready to make a movie."

"Shoot! Be sure to shoot! If there's any difficulty, let him come to me! "

The old man said with a sonorous voice, pointing to the script.

"I must show the young people what kind of spirit the martyrs of the previous generation are! These are the mountains and rivers they fought with blood

"I'll show them! What is a Chinese soldier

"Bang!"

As soon as the old man patted the table, the strength was too strong for young people. He turned to Han Xiaoxue and said, "let the boy do it! If it's not good, I'll take care of him! "

The old man sonorous and powerful said, a kind of golden iron horse momentum spontaneously.

Han Xiaoxue didn't know whether to be happy or not. Anyway, she couldn't laugh or cry. She nodded and said softly, "OK, OK."

While comforting the old man, Han Xiaoxue secretly apologizes to Lin tired.

But he should be... Ok... Right?

……

Here, Lin tired just received a call. He saw that the caller had a headache, but it was not good not to answer, so he could only get through.

"Hello?"

"Ah, director Lin, I'm Liu Yan. If you have time, I'd like to invite you to dinner."