Chapter 411

make love!

All of a sudden, the sound of slapping the table started.

They looked for their voices and saw Yueyue sitting beside Liu Zixia. At this time, she was looking at them angrily with a small mouth.

Wu Bing, they are all confused. Why, this little guy is not happy?

When they were stunned, Yueyue said, "hum, you are all bad corn. Dad can't drink. Grandma said that Dad earned my living by his voice. If Dad's voice is bad because of drinking, I can't eat lollipop, chocolate or jelly..."

Down!

This seems to make a lot of sense. Drinking too much does harm your health, but it's OK to drink two or three Liang, isn't it?

How can this little girl exaggerate so much?

Also, a little girl, how to be a ghost?

"You see that, too?" Liu Zixia's mouth quietly bent up, and then very reluctantly said: "girl don't ask me to drink, I can only drink juice!"

Nima, shameless. Why didn't you find this product so shameless before?

Wu Bing had no choice but to say, "OK, let's have a drink together."

Pop!

When six cups met, the celebration began.

Push the cup to change the cup, several people also chatted.

"Zixia, your love apartment has set off a trend."

With a smile on his face, Wu Bing took a bite of the dish for Yueyue and said, "do you know how many calls we have received from directors during this time alone?"

"What director's call?" Liu Zixia was stunned for a moment, and then reacted. He was surprised and said, "someone won't be able to follow suit so soon, will they?"

When a certain type of film and television drama becomes popular, there will soon be follow-up works, which is the norm in the entertainment industry.

After all, who doesn't want to make a quick buck?

What's more, it's convenient to get a free ride to earn money, and it doesn't involve infringement. What can we do?

"Not so fast!" Wu Bing waved his hand and said, "in fact, it's just to find out whether we need sitcoms to watch TV, and how much we want sitcoms."

"Oh, that's it." Liu Zixia nodded and asked, "how many are there?"

"Six!" Wu Bing compared the figures and said, "all of them are famous directors in the circle. Some of them even won prizes at the Berlin Film Festival."

"Oh, there are so many people." Liu Zixia wiped her mouth to Yueyue and said, "what's the matter? Do you mean you want to continue introducing sitcoms? "

"That's not true." Wu Bing said, "aren't we waiting for you?"

"Wait for me?" Liu Zixia took a bite of the dish and asked, "what are you waiting for me to do?"

"What if you have the idea of shooting season two of apartment for love?"

Wu Bing said seriously: "the audience are still very loyal to the play. If you want to shoot it, our TV station is willing to wait for you for a few months and follow up with 220 episodes."

Originally, those domestic well-known big director's TV series, if reported to the TV station, no matter where they go, are the same price, 170 million episodes.

After all, there are few TV dramas with less than 30 episodes by those big directors. In fact, 170 episodes is a lot of money.

But what about Liu Zixia?

He's just a new director. Although the first TV series he shot was very successful, or it was popular all over China, it didn't mention 2.2 million all at once?

"2.2 million, can I buy a lot of lollipops for Yueyue?"

At this time, is poking a crab lion head gnawing on the moon, suddenly raised his head and asked.

"2.2 million, you can buy countless lollipops for Yueyue."

Xu Yan, the deputy director of the TV station, looked at Yueyue with a smile and said, "you can eat as much as you want at that time."

Yue Yue's big eyes brightened, looked up at Liu Zixia and asked, "really?"

"It's true!" Liu Zixia bowed his head and said with a smile, "but do you think your mother will allow you to eat?"

Yueyue's little face collapsed and said, "well, mom doesn't want me to eat."

Liu Zixia looked up at Wu Bing and said, "Wu Tai, you don't have to think about the second season of love apartment. I don't want to make a sequel yet."

"That's a pity." Wu Bing shook his head, his face full of regret.

Liu Zixia thought for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Wu, the director of local TV stations like you, do you often go to the Ministry of culture and art for meetings?"

"Zixia, our TV stations are under the unified management of the general office of transmission. The general office of transmission is subordinate to the Ministry of propaganda and communication, but it has some cooperation projects with the Ministry of culture and art. I'll go there two or three times a month."

Wu Bing thought about it and asked curiously, "by the way, what do you want to do with it?"

Liu Zixia hesitated for a moment and said, "do you know that the Ministry of culture and art intends to create a" Chinese traditional film and television brand "

"I know a little bit about that, but I don't think I have passed the meeting yet?"

Wu Bing said with a surprised face: "ah, I know it through the old leader's tip to me these two days. How did you know it, Zixia?"

As I have said before, Wu Bing is a demobilized soldier.

His former leader in the army was the director of a certain department of the Ministry of culture and art. Some information that was not classified would naturally be given priority to his old subordinates.

This is the relationship!

Liu Zixia grinned shyly and said, "I have an uncle who works in the Ministry of culture and art. He told me that!"

"Zixia, you can hide deep enough!" Wu Bing was surprised and immediately looked up at Liu Zixia.

Although this kind of thing is not a secret, not all the staff of the Ministry of culture and art know it, and only those senior leaders can know it.

Before, he just thought that Liu Zixia had unlimited talent and was a rising star in Chinese music, writers and directors.

Now it seems that, in addition to those auras, but also add a strong background!

"I didn't hide it!"

Liu Zixia shrugged innocently and said to Wu Bing:

"Wu Tai, since you know about it, I'll tell you some inside information. This matter is basically settled. If there are good traditional Chinese martial arts dramas, immortal swordsmen dramas, mythological dramas... And other films and TV dramas representing Chinese traditional culture, you'd better stay and have a good review. "

So far, it's straightforward enough. There's no need to be so clear.

"Really?" Wu Bing's eyes brightened and he stared at Liu Zixia, confirming.

Liu Zixia did not speak, just nodded.

"Well, I know what to do!" Wu Bing nodded, looked at the other people at the same table and said, "you guys, what Zixia said today can't go out of this room."

"Don't worry, Wu Tai. We won't talk about this kind of thing."

The four people at the same table made a hasty statement that they would not talk about it.

Liu Zixia doesn't care. Anyway, he has already said what he should say. Whether he can hold it or not is the matter of Shanghai TV station.

……

Back home, it was already 2:30 p.m., and Liu Zixia had a good afternoon sleep.

In the evening, the Lantern Festival on the 15th of the first month also began.

Unexpectedly, all the three programs Liu Zixia participated in won the "audience's favorite Spring Festival Gala program.".

Online is a natural jubilation, this is expected.

Because Liu Zixia was not in Beijing, the cup and certificate were all collected by Lang Wenxing.

This guy is not willing to call Liu Zixia and complain. Why do you want so many awards?

Liu Zixia didn't bother to talk to him, so he hung up on him.

At night, that is, in the early morning of the 16th day of the first lunar month, when it was still dark, Liu Zixia was yelled by the knock on the door.

"What's the situation?" Liu Zixia, with a strong air of getting up, sleepily looks at the mobile phone on the bedside table.

4:00 in the morning, my God, I'm going to die!

To Li Meng ye ye ye quilt angle, conveniently picked up a dress draped in the body, Liu Zixia went straight to the door.

Open the door and see, it's Liu Shuren, Liu's father!

"Dad, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" Liu Zixia rubbed her eyes and asked.

"At 5:30 this morning, people from the gossip Jiang family arrived at Shanghai Hongqiao Airport." Liu Shuren said: "yesterday your grandfather told us to let you pick up the plane, I forgot to tell you, you hurry to the airport."

"Ah?" Liu Zixia immediately became energetic. "Isn't the Jiang family here in Shanghai? Why do you have to go to the airport? "

"Isn't your uncle Jiang doing business in Yangcheng? During the Spring Festival, I took all the sons of the Jiang family to Yangcheng. "

Liu Shuren explained, "it's just your uncle Jiang Ziyi who came back this time. Didn't you know her very well when you were young?"

"All right." Liu Zixia nodded, "I'll wash and change my clothes."

Liu Shuren asked: "well, drive slowly on the road."

"Don't worry, Dad!" Liu Zixia waved and went back to the house.

Being knocked on by Liu Shuren, Li Mengyi in the room couldn't sleep.

See Liu Zixia came back, quietly in the wardrobe looking for clothes, Li Meng a soft voice said: "want to go out?"

"Well." Liu Zixia nodded, conveniently turned on the bedside lamp, said: "this is not, the task issued by the old man, told me to go to the airport to meet someone back."

"I'll find you some clothes." Li Mengyi sat up from the bed, "it's very cold in the early morning. Don't catch cold again."

Liu Zixia went over and pressed Li Meng back into the quilt and said, "I can't find a dress yet?"

Li Meng blinked an eye, said: "you ah, usually do not clean up clothes, I am helping you to keep, can find strange."

"Don't you believe me so much?" Liu Zixia was angry. He ordered the tip of Li Mengyi's nose and said, "you are busy participating in various activities during this period of time. Am I still taking care of your family?"

"I'm sorry."

Hearing Liu Zixia's words, Li Mengyi said with embarrassment: "these activities are arranged by sister Siqi for me long ago, and I'm sorry to refuse, so..."

"Nothing." Liu Zixia gave Li Meng a pressure and said, "I'm not so hypocritical! Well, it's still early. Go to bed again. I can find my own clothes. "

"Well." Li Meng whispered and closed his eyes.

After five minutes, Liu Zixia changed his clothes and kissed Li Mengyi on the lips. Then he walked out of the room.

In the dark, the corners of Li Mengyi's mouth are full of happiness.

Maybe love is so simple!