Rebirth to dominate the film and television industry

Chapter 122

The crew happily confirmed the decision to re-shoot the real scene later, and happily started the follow-up shooting plan.

After filming the most intense night scene, most of the time, Han Xun could sit next to him with the script in his arms, watching the actors rushing about and showing the demeanor of the researchers.

The two directors who had been watching and wandering nearby went down the mountain after a few days and never came back.

They neither interviewed the researchers nor asked questions about the shooting of Wenhe Mountain. Like ordinary tourists, they took out their mobile phones to take pictures and toured around the Vientiane Observatory. It didn't look like they were chasing after a shooting mission.

However, Han Xun didn't care much about other people's affairs.

Wrapped in a down jacket, he followed Wen Heshan and walked around the Vientiane Observatory repeatedly, lest he miss any important scene.

It is not so easy to apply for permission to come to the Observatory to film. Wen Heshan definitely hopes to be perfect and not to look back a second time.

So, under the almost harsh requirements, Han Xun stayed up for two more nights before he suddenly realized that it was time to go down the mountain to report Xu Simiao's safety.

The crew knew that Han Xun would go down the mountain on time.

After all, Xu Simiao used to go up the mountain to arrest people with displeasure, and strictly demanded Han Xun to exercise on Weibo when he was on vacation. He must be very dissatisfied with Han Xun's behavior of staying up late.

Little lovers, everyone knows that.

The crew members watched Han Xun leave the scene with tired eyes, making Han Xun feel like a primary school student who needs to go to bed on time before nine o'clock in the evening.

The cold wind in Wanxiang Mountain was blowing loudly. Wen Hang, wearing a long down jacket, curled up with Han Xun and sent him to the parking lot.

"Will Teacher Han come up tomorrow?"

"Come up." Han Xun was only going down the mountain to sign in for his family members, and naturally he had to come back, "Is there something wrong with Director Wen?"

"Yes, yes." Wenhang nodded excitedly, "You ask the people down the mountain to buy me a box of Coke, and bring it up tomorrow, it doesn't matter whether you add ice or not."

Han Xun stared at him with a pale face and a slight cold light in his glasses, obviously very cold.

You don't drink much hot water in sub-zero weather, but you still need a box of Coke?

Han Xun said hesitantly: "On this condition, a box of Coke will be frozen into ice."

"Pure natural ice Kuoluo, Mr. Han!" Wen Hang said with a smile, "Your body can't drink anymore. Xiao Wang, Xiao Zhou and I are going to drink it when we stay up late to refresh ourselves."

For some reason, Han Xun always felt that Xu Simiao had caused them a great misunderstanding.

He is obviously a strong and strong screenwriter who can climb over an obstacle wall with his bare hands and stand in a military posture for an hour, so he can't drink it no matter how cold it is.

Although he was not interested in carbonated drinks, he curled his lips unconvinced, "...you are not afraid that I will bring you a box of Coke, and you will only be able to eat ice sculptures in the end."

Wen Hang didn't mind at all, and said, "The big deal is to ask the kitchen to boil a pot of ginger cola, and the people in the observatory will drink it together."

Call the people from the observatory together, no matter what, you will get two boxes.

On this kind of mountain where there are no signals, the people will carry forward the spirit of making fun in hardship.

Han Xun got into the car and thought, if it wasn't for the extremely cold weather on the top of the mountain, the people at the observatory would have reclaimed the open land into fields long ago, inheriting the glorious tradition of the Chinese people to grow vegetables no matter where they go.

However, Han Xun, who was tasked with falling ice, was stopped by Director Tan before the car left the parking lot.

Director Tan trotted over, and said with a particularly embarrassed expression: "Mr. Han, can you go down the mountain later, my leader is on the way up the mountain, and I want to see you."

Han Xun has a natural resistance to leading such creatures.

The memory left by that day's meeting was really not good. When the word "leadership" was mentioned, the label of vulgar movie screenwriter shone on him.

Facing the sincere director Tan, Han Xun said apologetically: "Taitai, I really can't handle the leader, and I get a headache when I see the leader. Otherwise, you say I'm sick, go down the mountain and go to the hospital."

Director Tan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses and said, "No, Mr. Han... It's not the leader, it's my family."

He said with a very embarrassed face: "This time it's not the same people as last time. Although I am still the leader, she is my wife. This time I came here specially to take a photo with you, family members, family members."

Now that the family members are on the way, it doesn't matter if Han Xun and so on.

Sure enough, the treatment of family members is different from that of ordinary leaders. Tan Kun is wearing stiff trousers, and the down jacket outside cannot cover the traces of hand-ironing. Mood.

Han Xun was infected by his emotions, and immediately looked at the mountain road with a hint of joy in his eyes.

It might be like when Xu Simiao came all the way to him when his movie was successfully finished, just to say congratulations.

The mountain road was winding and narrow, and as soon as the family car saw the shadow, Tan Kun waved his hands to meet it.

But after a while, Han Xun met the leading family member who taught Director Tan to read more and write less love poems.

Wearing a thick windproof coat, she listened to Tan Kun's "Good Director Xia, good leader", and said with a smile, "Stop doing this".

Xia Hong was not as serious as Han Xun had imagined, and her brows showed signs of tenderness. She said politely, "Mr. Han, I am Xia Hong from the National Astronomical Observatory, and this is my husband."

Her demeanor is like that of the master of the Vientiane Observatory, with a generous tone, which is not similar to the serious and severe style portrayed by Han Xundao's hearsay.

Han Xun shook hands with her and said with a smile, "Ms. Xia is not what I imagined."

Xia Hong smiled brightly and said: "Tan Kun must be talking nonsense. This guy always likes to tell others that I am strict, talk fiercely, and not romantic at all. He also rejected his love poems and asked him to go home and memorize monographs."

"No, absolutely not!" Director Tan quickly clarified, "I just said that you asked me to read the paper, not that you asked me to endorse it."

Xia Hong glanced helplessly, and said in a helpless tone: "Mr. Han, you are a great screenwriter, critics, whoever pursues girls, can write such inexplicable love poems, how dare you show them off."

Han Xun and Xu Simiao have been feeding people dog food all year round.

How did he know that sooner or later he would have to pay it back.

Xia Hong and Tan Kun discussed a love poem he had never heard before, which made Han Xun extremely curious.

Seeing the two of them discussing the distance between Ursa Major and Ursa Minor, he immediately interrupted and reminded, "Mr. Xia, I haven't heard of it yet."

Xia Hong blinked and was stunned.

She is used to Tan Kun showing off his love poems from back then everywhere, and always wants to scold this pretentious great poet.

Who would have thought... Tan Kun was too embarrassed to show off in front of the screenwriter, so he mentioned it without mentioning it at all.

Facing Han Xun's curious and enthusiastic eyes, the middle-aged aunt Xia Hong was a little shy, "Then don't listen."

Han Xun's interest came, and he definitely didn't want to let go of this opportunity, and urged him sincerely: "Listen, listen."

So, Xu Simiao received a love poem on his mobile phone that day.

"The Big Dipper from the constellation Ursa Major

the North Star that directed me to the constellation Ursa Minor

We can't be close to each other like fairy kings and queens

It can also protect Vela like the bottom of the stern

what

The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl who were separated by sixteen light years left a romantic love

Ordinary me is a planet that doesn't shine

but it will be like the moon

always around you"

Within 2 minutes, Xu Simiao called.

Standing at the base at the foot of the mountain, Han Xun picked it up with a smile, "How about it, Director Tan's love poem."

Xu Simiao's voice was low, showing disappointment, "I thought you wrote it to me, and I prepared a big compliment before I had time to say it."

Han Xun laughed lightly, "Then do you want to hear it? I'll write you a song that doesn't have so many constellations tonight."

However, Xu Simiao's voice came in confusion, "Why are you suddenly angry?"

Han Xun:?

"I've said that I've been busy with work recently, so how could it be possible to hook up with each other? You write love poems to Daniel, and I don't even care about a single word."

This tone was too resentful to her husband, which instantly awakened Han Xun's deep memory. Xu Simiao's acting skills exploded and he was able to speak stand-up comics alone.

It's probably the way it is now, and Han Xun smiled helplessly when he said it as if it was true.

He said: "I didn't expect Mr. Daniel Rose to go back to his old job."

Xu Simiao was still burning with anger, arguing with himself, "If you really want to find that man, you go, I can't control you anyway, Director Han!"

After finishing talking, hang up and finish in one go.

Han Xun, who was about to listen to the long-lost drama-like sweet talk, froze in place holding the phone.

Director Xu's plot is moving too fast, there is no need to start and turn, just put down the phone, what is the need for the scene, to show such a furious and helpless appearance?

Not domineering president at all.

Xu Simiao hung up the phone, her beautiful amber eyes were burning with the anger of the man in the green hat.

Xu Tianyao sat across from him and fully witnessed what it meant to be full of wind and rain. He didn't expect Han Xun to be so strong that he dared to tell Xu Simiao publicly that he was going to find Daniel Rose.

Even in Xu Tianyao's eyes, Daniel Rose's conditions are indeed better than Xu Simiao's, but isn't it rumored that the two are inseparable as a married couple?In the end, it was all to maintain the illusion of the screenwriter's reputation?

He stared at Xu Simiao's painful face with a thousand turns in his heart, and finally comforted him: "Brother, isn't he just a... man, there's no need to be so angry."

"A man?" Xu Simiao showed the grief of the second generation of the downcast, and corrected the misunderstanding of the silly brother, "Tianyao, my current position is all obtained by Han Xun, and you have seen how Daniel Rose treats Han Xun. Buying theaters, doing publicity, investing in astronomy, burning money like paper, and secretly asking Han Xun to write him some unsightly things. I can't bear it, but I can't stand up and blame them, lest Han Xun leave me more Far away. You have seen all those on Weibo, I sent it to Daniel Rose to read, I really hope he can get away with knowledge and interest!"

Xu Simiao said it very affectionately, but Xu Tianyao thought to himself that the rival in love is Daniel Rose, and I am afraid Xu Simiao really cannot fight.

Originally, Xu Tianyao was here for a relationship during this time, to revisit the brotherhood, and planned to ask Xu Simiao to persuade Ross Company to invest in his new project.

Looking at it now, Xu Simiao is the one who needs money more.

Xu Tianyao regretted finding the wrong person.

He sighed and said, "Brother, if our family's project can be launched, even Daniel Rose won't be taken seriously. It's a pity that we can't get the investment, and we have to live for a few more years..."

"What project?" Xu Simiao acted in a full set, showing urgent eyes, "If it can really be done to surpass Ross's investment, I will definitely help you out of my fortune."

Xu Tianyao was touched on the surface, but his heart was full of disdain.

He and Xu Simiao have been in a relationship for the past few days, and he has set out Xu Simiao's truth.

This ostentatious man who is keen to show off his wealth, all his cars, houses, yachts and villas belong to Han Xun, yet he doesn't have any property under his name, and he still spends the money that Daniel Rose gave to Han Xun.

It's all about soft food, Xu Tianyao said with disgust: "Brother, this project involves too much, there is no two or three hundred million, you can't help me, you say you are so difficult..."

"Difficulties are difficulties. I sold Angus Film and Television to Ross Investment, and I can still get so much."

Selling Angus Films?

Xu Tianyao's eyes were straightened.

Yes, Daniel Rose is crazy about Han Xun. Of course, he can't wait to buy Han Xun's contract from Angus Film and Television. Xu Simiao has the bargaining chip to sell Han Xun at a high price.

Xu Tianyao's mind was full of calculations, and he still said hesitantly: "Brother, is it really impossible for you and Han Xun?"

"It's only possible if you have money." Xu Simiao looked sad, "Han Xun has already said that he is going to find Daniel Rose. You know what will happen when two men are alone in a room. This is not the first time."

... What do you know?

Xu Tianyao, who didn't know anything, felt that the matter was too complicated, and he really couldn't turn the corner.

But it doesn't matter, who is Xu Simiao who is a good and understanding brother? He held Xu Tianyao's thick and short palm, as if holding a life-saving straw handed over by his relatives, "Tianyao, what project are you working on? Tell me about the benefits in detail." And return, too complicated for me to understand, after all, the Cambridge MBA is bought with money, you just ask whether you can make money and restore the previous financial resources of our Xu family."

"Yes." Xu Tianyao was very sure, and said in a low voice, "My grandfather and uncles are all in charge of this. We got the project at a super low price, and we can turn around in five years. It is much easier than doing film and television before. The cost is high and the time is long, and we must keep investing money, otherwise it is easy to give up halfway.”

Xu Simiao held Xu Tianyao's hand, feeling that this good-for-nothing brother was in a pyramid scheme.

However, he still maintained the self-cultivation of being illiterate by spending money to buy diplomas, and asked, "Does Aunt Jiang know about this?"

"This project is handled by my mother, of course I know, brother, if you are worried, I will take you to see the venue tomorrow."

Xu Simiao even looked at Xu Tianyao with disgust in his eyes, but there was a fake brotherhood on his face.

"No need, I believe you." Xu Simiao acted like a strong man severing his wrist, "I will negotiate with Daniel Rose tomorrow. I don't want Han Xun and Angus."

Xu Tianyao was not very relieved, and warned: "Two to three hundred million is not safe, since Daniel Ross likes Han Xun so much, you should ask for more."

"A little more?" Xu Simiao looked at Xu Tianyao's eyes, and the more he looked, the more he felt that he had fallen into a pyramid scheme trap, "Okay, let's ask for 50 billion."

Xu Simiao discussed with Xu Tianyao about selling the company, and Han Xunwo checked information online at the base at the foot of the mountain.

Although he is used to the days when there is no signal on the mountain, the corners of his mouth still slightly twitched when he touched the computer. Looking at the pictures on the screen, he happily conceived a love poem for Xu Simiao in his heart.

NASA deserves to be the number one P-illustrator in the universe. The pictures of the planets they provide are like participating in a visual feast.

Han Xun likes gold stars the most. The transparent color of amber is very similar to Xu Simiao's eyes. Han Xun stared at the photo and easily recalled Xu Simiao's slightly shining eyes in the night.

Amber, who is obsessed with desire, always exudes a bewitching light, luring him into a deeper abyss.

Han Xun's cheeks were a little red, he thought too deeply, and even breathed quickly unconsciously.

Suddenly, the mobile phone vibrated violently, causing Han Xun's heart to jump suddenly, terrified.

He frowned and picked up his phone to look at the hateful Xu Simiao.

Did this guy install a thought monitor on his body, or else why would he make a phone call to make trouble when he thought of him.

Han Xun suppressed his heartbeat, and answered the phone in a bad tone.

Just after feeding indifferently, Xu Simiao said in a low tone, "Han Xun, I miss you."

There was no frivolous calling of baby, nor jokingly calling Xun Xun or Brother Xun, so serious and slightly frustrated muttering voice made Han Xun's heart beat wildly and then stopped.

"I miss you too." He replied softly, lest he disturb the detectors in the air and make Xu Simiao realize that he was shy.

Xu Simiao's panting sounded from the phone, like a drunk who had been breathing heavily due to heavy drinking, howling low in his throat into the speaker.

However, Xu Simiao's low howling didn't seem uncomfortable, but...too comfortable.

"Hello." Han Xun blushed, and after hearing what he was doing, he made a dissatisfied voice, "I'm dead."

Xu Simiao laughed emotionally, accompanied by the vibration of the chest cavity, clearly conveying the temperature through the signal, "I am very sad, I miss you baby, please say a few more words to me."

Han Xun wondered if he had indulged the bastard Xu Simiao too much, why now that he was staring at the screen and looking at the Venus on the webpage, he could imagine how soft and moist the light was from Xu Simiao's slightly squinted eyes.

"...what are you talking about, I'm looking at the stars of NASA and I'm going to write you poems..."

Xu Simiao's deep and suppressed panting was next to his ears, and Han Xun's voice was as low as a whisper, quietly letting the guy over there listen unscrupulously.

"I think the eyes of Venus are very similar to your eyes... It is also called Venus, which represents love and beauty... But you, a hateful person, should be Narcissus... Narcissus, conceited, arrogant ...Hey! Are you alright!"

Han Xun's ear tips were hot, and he couldn't stand Xu Simiao anymore.

The other side finally let out a refreshing long moan, and after a long silence, said hoarsely: "Okay, baby."

Han Xun snorted softly and said, "How dare you do such a shameful thing, who knows if your phone has been monitored, another day there will be intelligence agents listening to your shameless... voice!"

"Just listen, anyway, I'm shameless." Xu Simiao moaned comfortably, "I miss you."

This was the third time Xu Simiao said he missed him tonight, and Han Xun's back was covered in sweat, "If you miss me, I'll come to you."

"No." Xu Simiao refused very childishly, "I've been very busy recently, and I can't come to Wanxiang Mountain, and you must never come to me."

Han Xun frowned slightly, noticing that Xu Simiao was unusual, "What's wrong?"

"I won't tell you, I was sad before, but now I'm much better. But I still miss you." Xu Simiao made a comfortable purr, like a big cat with its fluff smoothed, "Good night training, don't forget my love poem. "

Hang up the phone after the fun over there, Han Xun scratched his hair in annoyance.

If I knew I was going back to the mountain, why would I listen to Xu Simiao's Seqin call here.