Chapter 1377

The scene was embarrassing. Everyone looked at each other, and their faces became strange. They all said that director Pan was eccentric and very difficult to deal with. At the moment, it seems that the rumor is true.

You know, anyway, Ding Ning is today's host. Pan Yigang has a strange temper, but since he accepted the invitation, he shouldn't show his face to others.

Even Ding Ning, no matter how thick skinned, was made a little angry by his ignoring attitude.

I thought I didn't offend you. What spectrum did you make with me? Immediately his eyes narrowed and was about to get angry, but Xiao Yao took the lead and said with a smile: "director Pan, aren't you curious who made these scenes? Why, now people come, but you don't know the true face of Lushan. Director Pan's eyes are really worrying."

Although Xiao Yao was talking with a smile, in fact, he was armed with a gun and scolded pan Dao for having no eyes.

Perhaps pan Yigang is very famous in the film and television industry, but who is Xiaoyao? It's the princess of the Wei family. It really annoys her. It's just a matter of one sentence to block him in China.

Gentle and soft also held her arm and sneered, holding a stomach fire in her heart. In her opinion, pan Yigang was pretending to be a big garlic and dared to show Ding Ning's face.

"Well... Mr. Ding, I'm sorry. Director Pan is in a bad mood today. He didn't mean to."

The fat man had a cold sweat on his forehead and quickly nodded and bowed to explain to Ding Ning. Probably only he knew why pan Yigang didn't like to see Ding Ning so much.

"Are you?"

"Is that you?"

Although Ding Ning had a good impression of the fat man, he was on fire and asked the fat man impolitely.

At the same time, it was shocking that Pan Yigang, who just looked disdainful, suddenly turned his head, looked at Ding Ning and said in surprise.

Ding Ning is a little confused. What's the situation? Is Pan Dao a neuropathy.

Ouyang Yuntian saw that things had changed. He quickly introduced the fat man and said, "this is Wang Zechun, the producer of the crew."

Producer?

Ding Ning suddenly realized that the producer usually represents the producer or the legal person of the production company in a production team. He is responsible for the total expenditure budget of the production team and preparing the specific shooting schedule plan of the film, supervising the director's artistic creation and expenditure on behalf of the producer, and assisting the director in arranging specific daily affairs.

If the director is the general manager in the crew, the producer is the chairman, and the producer is the representative sent by the producer to the crew. He can be regarded as the number one in the crew.

"Hello, producer Wang, this is Ding Ning!"

Ding Ning's face turned cloudy. He shook hands with Wang Zechun as warmly as changing his face, and indirectly hung pan Yigang aside.

Looking at Pan Yigang's embarrassed face, Xiao Yao and gentle and soft didn't know how relieved they were. They smiled and looked on coldly.

Ouyang Yuntian smiled bitterly in his heart and knew that the big boss behind him was really annoyed by Pan Yigang, but between the big boss and pan Yigang, he naturally knew how to choose.

Although pan Yigang has the ability to make movie emperors and empresses, he should not offend him intellectually, but as a qualified president, it is natural to follow the pace of the chairman. After all, pan Yigang despises the chairman, which is equivalent to despiseing the president of Tiangong.

Therefore, Ouyang Yuntian pretended not to see pan Yigang's embarrassment and continued to introduce the tall and thin man wearing black frame glasses: "this screenwriter Cheng wenhaicheng screenwriter, the record of Xianjian Xialv is written by him."

"Cheng Wen, Mr. Haicheng?"

Ding Ning was slightly stunned, with a light in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and held Cheng Wenhai's hand with some excitement: "I've heard a lot, Mr. Cheng. I didn't expect to see you here today. It's really disrespectful."

Cheng Wenhai was somewhat uncomfortable with his warm attitude. Quietly, he took back his hand and said in surprise, "Mr. Ding, do you know me?"

Wang Jianzhi's face stiffened and he smiled bitterly. It's just that there is an eccentric pan Yigang in the crew, but there is also a Cheng Wenhai with low Eq. he's just polite to you. Why are you so serious?

Thinking about how to resolve this embarrassment, Ding Ning nodded and said, "of course, I'm not polite to you. I know you're indifferent to fame and wealth. All your articles are written under your pseudonym, Mr. Mo Qing, but I inadvertently learned your real name and always wanted to know you, but unfortunately, I didn't expect to see you here today."

Cheng Wenhai's eyes flashed a different color. He didn't expect that Ding Ning not only really knew him, but also knew his real name.

You should know that he knew his real name from the publication of Ding Ning. He learned it from the master's father when he was a child. The master was noble and proud and criticized many articles in the world. Even the works of ancient saints and sages handed down for centuries, he could find faults and criticize them. Only he highly praised Mr. Mo Qing.

At that time, Ding Ning thought that Mr. Mo Qing was purely interested in the great master, but after reading Cheng Wenhai's article, he immediately overturned his preconceived concept and was deeply immersed in it.

His style of writing is very similar to that of Pan Yigang. He is good at satirizing the present with the past, seeing the big with the small, and exposing and criticizing some social ugly phenomena in the depths of human nature. Fortunately, this is a new China that is increasingly open and pays attention to freedom of speech. If it is in the ancient feudal dynasty, it will inevitably touch the sensitive nerve line of those in power. If he is not judged to be a great villain, it is light to copy and behead all over the door.

It can be said that Ding Ning grew up watching Cheng Wenhai's works, including his outlook on life and world outlook. Therefore, when he knew that the ugly middle-aged man in front of him was Cheng Wenhai, he was excited to see his idol. Therefore, what the teacher called was sincere and willing.

"I grew up watching Mr. Cheng's works, such as the bell ringing in the middle of the night, the wind, the silent language, the proverbs of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the pen walking in the spring and autumn, the mixture of dragons and snakes, the demise of the Ming Dynasty and bitter officials..."

Ding Ning beamed and spoke freely about Cheng Wenhai's life and all his works, and also put forward the views in some works to discuss with him.

"Yes, I was young at that time. I was too cynical. It was inevitable that I would be too extreme and have biased opinions."

Cheng Wenhai was so excited that he trembled all over. He was totally selfless and fell into a fierce debate and debate with Ding Ning, and startled his eyes.

There is no doubt in his heart. Ding Ning is definitely his loyal reader. You know, many of the works he said were written when he first started his career. Because they were too deviant, they had to be sealed and disappeared. It can be said that many works did not even know his best friend pan Yigang.

Pan Yigang looked at Lu qimang, looked at Ding Ning's eyes gradually softened, listened attentively, and naturally interrupted to join the discussion.

For a certain point of view, the three people expressed their opinions and argued for each other. They blushed and had a thick neck. They strangely formed a special circle, which made everyone look at each other. They were shocked to find that they spoke in classical Chinese, which they couldn't understand at all.

Ding Ning's double Confucianists seemed not to lose the wind at all, which made people wonder again and again. He thought, is this little miracle doctor also a guy with abnormal nerves?

Ding Ning secretly praised that whether pan Yigang or Cheng Wenhai, they can be called contemporary literary giants. They are familiar with classical masterpieces such as the book of songs, the Analects of Confucius, Shi Shuo Xin Yu, historical records, Zizhi Tongjian and so on.

You should know that he was able to read these classical masterpieces by force of his master's father when he was a child. In addition, he liked reading books. Later, after opening up the sea of knowledge, he almost had an unforgettable memory. Only in this way can he memorize these classical masterpieces.

Pan Yigang and Cheng Wenhai are just ordinary people. They can never have the ability to never forget, but they cite classics and make no mistakes. It can be seen how deep their cultural heritage is.

This made him feel secretly that the world said that the two people were eccentric and very difficult to deal with, but now he understood that it was not how eccentric they were, but that they were aloof and arrogant and thought that ordinary people didn't have a common language with him at all.

As for some unhappiness before and pan Yigang, they also came to naught in this inexplicable debate, and even gave birth to a sense of sympathy.

"Well, it's easy to get to know people like little brothers today."

Cheng Wenhai was in high spirits. He clapped his thigh and shouted excitedly.

After talking loudly, I felt thirsty and got up to serve tea to quench my thirst. Only then did I find that the people in the room were waiting for them with big eyes and small eyes. Suddenly, I was embarrassed to chat up and smile. I dragged pan Yigang, who was still red faced and fighting with Ding Ning: "Lao pan, stop first. So many people are waiting and eat first."

Pan Yigang and Ding Ning woke up, smiled at each other, stopped the debate and asked everyone to dinner.

Ouyang Yuntian introduced others to Ding Ning with a bitter smile. After some concessions, pan Yigang and Cheng Wenhai took the lead. Producer Wang didn't show any dissatisfaction. It seems that they have a good relationship with them.

Ouyang Yuntian sat down on the right next to producer Wang, while Ding Ning naturally sat in the host position. Song Ziyi should have sat in the host and guest position, but because pan Yigang and Cheng Wenhai were there, she sat on Pan Yigang's left.

However, there is really no clear division between the main and guest seats in a large dining table that can accommodate 50 people. Everyone doesn't care about this, so they sit down at will.

Ding Ning was slightly surprised that Diba took the initiative to sit next to him and stopped talking for several times, but he was always embarrassed to speak because he was not familiar with him.

Ding Ning smiled implicitly. Although he was very fond of the girl who had always been praised by the outside world, who was bright and dedicated, he would not take the initiative to express anything before she spoke, so as not to be mistaken for his bad intentions.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Each wave is stronger than the other. Lao Cheng, we are old."

Pan Yigang said with emotion, and his eyes to Ding Ning were full of complex colors.

"Pan Daomu praised it."

Ding Ning said modestly.

"Young man, being too modest is pride. Alas! Speaking of it, Lao Cheng and I are the models of failure."

Pan Yigang seemed to be touched by some sad thing, and his face became dark. Regardless of the presence of others, he began to tell about his experience with Cheng Wenhai.

More than 20 years ago, he and Cheng Wenhai were both young and energetic. After an encounter, they had a deep conversation, but they didn't want to be congenial and lead each other as lifelong confidants. They wanted to make a name in their respective fields.

But later, because their style was too sharp, they acted recklessly, and their ideas were too deviant, they were not allowed by the world, and became a wonderful monster in the eyes of outsiders. They suffered great setbacks and were extremely frustrated in their career.