Deep laughter sounded overhead.
The darkness only lasted for a few seconds, and Zhuang Yan quickly let go and sat aside as if nothing had happened.
The scene has been changed on the big screen.
The scene just now didn't have any R-rated pictures at all, but the hero and heroine were making out on the bed, and the clothes changed before the scene was taken off.
But Zhuang Yan just wanted to tease him.
Xie Ning grabbed the pillow tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm an adult."
"Really?" Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows, "It doesn't look like it."
Xie Ning saw the smile that flashed in his eyes, and then he suddenly realized that this person was making fun of him again.
He pursed his lips, stopped talking, moved his body to the right of the sofa, and made an appearance to stay away from him.
Zhuang Yan laughed again, and only stopped when he saw Xie Ning's glaring eyes.
How can he be so cute.
Xie Ning stared at him for a while, then turned to continue watching the movie.
Zhuang Yan was satisfied with the joke, and he didn't do anything more, and sat quietly until the movie was over.
The screen turned black, and when he slid out of the staff watch, Zhuang Yan asked him, "Does it look good?"
Xie Ning thought about his statement: "It's a very good movie." After a while, he added, "If you didn't say it, I wouldn't have thought that it was the same director as "Monologue"."
"What?" Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows, "It doesn't look like it?"
Xie Ning nodded: "Completely different style."
"Zha Wu's Love Letter" has an ups and downs, fascinating plot, and leaves the audience with a question until the end of the story.
Is Fancy a real person, or just a fantasy in the heroine's heart.
"In this film, the director seems to be downplaying his style and moving closer to the tastes that the public likes," Shaining said.
Zhuang Yan is noncommittal: "This is the only way for most directors, and the movie must bow to the public in the end."
Xie Ning looked at his face: "The public's may not be the best."
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Whether a movie is good or bad, most people only see two things: box office and word of mouth, both of which are very popular."
The box office, the audience bought it. Word of mouth, audience evaluation.
It is said that commercial films look at the box office, and literary films look at word of mouth. They are also literary films. Compared with "Monologue", "Zha Wu's Love Letter" has a much higher reputation and evaluation.
Zhuang Yan continued: "It is true that maybe you and I both prefer "Monologue", but we are still in the minority. As a director, there are only two things you want, money or fame. As long as you have a clear head, you will understand that you should go. what a way."
If it was normal, Xie Ning would smile when he heard what he said.
But today, for some reason, he suddenly became irritable.
Perhaps the firm words were too sharp, piercing his skin like a needle.
"Maybe others are like this, but Zhuang Yan is not," he said.
Zhuang Yan heard a sense of decisiveness in his calm words.
He gave a low laugh and lengthened his tone: "Oh?"
Shainin said: "If he was, he wouldn't be able to make 'Monologue'. Maybe I don't know as much about movies as you, but I know more about art than you."
Zhuang Yan looked at him: "you say him, is his film a kind of art?"
"Yes." Xie Ning nodded, "His films are not expressing to the public, he is expressing to himself. Maybe he once bowed his head and made movies like "The Love Letter of Zha Wu", but he did not. When it’s over, I feel like…”
Xie Ning paused for two seconds and said his thoughts: "I feel that the public's aesthetics are too stupid, so I continue to raise my head and make his own movie."
Zhuang Yan did not speak again.
He looked at Xie Ning steadily, and didn't say anything for a long time, making Xie Ning's heart tremble.
After a long time, Zhuang Yan chuckled lightly: "You said it very interestingly."
Xie Ning: "If you don't like it, you can pretend that I didn't say anything."
"No." The big screen became pitch black due to the lack of operation for a long time, and the entire projection room fell into darkness. In the darkness, Zhuang Extension rubbed his hair with his hand.
"I love so much."
Zhuang Yan got up and took out the CD. Following his movements, the projection room was dimly lit again.
As if thinking of something, he turned his head and asked, "Do you know Zhuang Yan?"
Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, but if he really wanted to say it, he actually heard Zhuang Yan's name from Xu Qing a long time ago, but this one-sided understanding should not count.
He shook his head: "I don't know."
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "What you said just now seems to know him very well."
Xie Ning smiled and said, "Mr. Blue Whale, we study art, and our communication relies on works. We don't have to know each other, but we can communicate with each other."
Zhuang Yan laughed out loud: "Hahahahahaha, Mr. Rabbit, you are so funny."
What is he laughing at
Is it that funny
Xie Ning pursed his lips.
"What's next?"
Zhuang extended his hand and pulled him off the sofa: "Let's go to dinner first, artist, don't even look at what time it is."
Xie Ning looked at the time with hindsight, and sure enough, it was past the meal time.
Aunt Chen has already prepared dinner and is waiting for them to serve.
Xie Ning followed Zhuang Yan step by step, and as soon as he stepped into the restaurant, he smelled the tempting fragrance.
I don't know if it was because he was too hungry, or if Aunt Chen was really fragrant.
Aunt Chen said while placing the tableware and chopsticks: "You guys come out, the dishes will be cold after a while."
Xie Ning smiled embarrassedly, Zhuang Yan took a seat with a calm face, and greeted Aunt Chen to sit down and eat together.
"There are guests today..." Aunt Chen hesitated, her expression a little uneasy.
Xie Ning said quickly: "It's okay, let's have fun together."
Before Aunt Chen said that Zhuang Yan had a picky taste, Xie Ning didn't take it to heart. It was not until he sat at the dining table that he finally understood what it meant.
Aunt Chen made this large table with all the flavors and flavors. Xie Ning tasted two bites and felt that it would be more than enough to go out to open a restaurant.
But when it comes to Zhuang Yan's mouth, there is something wrong everywhere—
"This bowl of stone pot fish has been boiled for too long, and the meat is not tender enough."
Xie Ning swallowed the fish in his mouth. He was about to praise the fish for being tender and juicy.
"The green vegetables are too old and not fresh enough. Next time I will buy them at a vegetable market."
Xie Ning picked up a piece of green vegetable, which was quite crisp.
"The dried bamboo shoots are so big that it's hard to bite, the heat is not enough, and there is no flavor."
Fragrant and crisp, this is not enough to taste, what is taste
Xie Ning: "… "
In the end, Zhuang Yan picked up a piece of eggplant with minced meat, chewed it twice, and said plainly in Aunt Chen's panicked eyes, "I put too much salt, it's too salty."
This person is really difficult to serve, not only picky tastes, but also mouth.
Xie Ning took a bite of the eggplant, but he didn't taste anything salty or not.
Aunt Chen's face was even more frightened: "Sir, I..."
Zhuang Yan interrupted her: "The quality of the dishes you cooked today is too poor, not the level you should have."
"I won't do it next time." Aunt Chen stood up, and Xie Ning looked at her pale face with a bit of pity.
Zhuang Yan asked her, "Tell me, what happened? You've been absent-minded today."
Aunt Chen said, "Sir, I, I want to take a few days off."
Zhuang Yan frowned: "Family thing?"
Aunt Chen nodded: "My grandson is playful, fell down the stairs, and is still living in the hospital."
Zhuang Yan: "Are you all right?"
Aunt Chen hurriedly said: "It's nothing serious, just a broken leg. His parents are busy with work. He is a child and is in a panic in the hospital by himself. I'm really worried and want to go to the hospital to take care of him."
"Sit down first and talk while you eat." After Zhuang Yan said this, Aunt Chen's face improved a lot, "How many days are you going to go?"
Aunt Chen said: "I will come back every few days to clean up, but I might not be able to make dinner."
Zhuang Yan responded.
Aunt Chen glanced at him in panic, wondering if he agreed.
Zhuang Yan never made a sound. After eating, he put his chopsticks down and walked upstairs.
Aunt Chen: "Sir, sir, aren't you angry?"
Xie Ning comforted her: "It shouldn't be, he's not that unreasonable."
He said so, and he didn't have a clue in his heart.
This Mr. Blue Whale has a really weird temper.
"You're right." Aunt Chen nodded. "Mr. is just a little rude, but the person is still very nice."
Xie Ning was silent for a few seconds, and said to himself: His personality is not very good.
Zhuang Yan came down after a while, holding a bank card in his hand and handing it to Aunt Chen: "There are tens of thousands of dollars in it, you can take it first."
Aunt Chen's face turned pale, thinking that Zhuang Yan was going to settle the salary: "Sir!"
Zhuang Yan waved his hand: "Don't think about it, your grandson doesn't know how much it will cost to see a doctor. You take the money first and treat it as a year-end bonus."
Aunt Chen said: "I don't have the nerve to accept it."
Zhuang Yan frowned: "If you want to take it, you can take it."
As soon as he raised his face, his aura became particularly strong. Aunt Chen really didn't dare to refuse any more, and quickly thanked him.
When he returned to the screening room, Xie Ning said, "I didn't expect you to be very good."
Zhuang Yan glanced at him: "Aunt Chen has worked in my house for more than ten years. She is trustworthy and has good craftsmanship. I can't find anyone who is more satisfied with her."
He would be complimenting people on his good craftsmanship, as if he was not the one who commented on the table just now.
This time, he took Xie Ning to a shelf and said, "I don't know which ones you've seen and which haven't. Pick them yourself."
Xie Ning looked at the full CD and was surprised: "So many?"
Zhuang Yan: "I said, I have all of Zhuang Yan's works."
Xie Ning sighed: "I didn't expect you to be a big fan."
Zhuang Yan: "...There are so many words, hurry up and pick."
Xie Ning swiped his fingers on the discs, and finally took out one and read out the name on it: ""Change of Heart"?"
He wondered: "Zhuang Yan has made this movie? Why am I not impressed at all?"
When Zhuang Yan heard the name, he glanced sideways: "This is a very early work, it has not been released abroad, and it has only been circulated in a small area."
"Do you also have such niche works?"
Zhuang Yan said lightly: "I even have his graduation project."
Xie Ning: "...you have great powers."
Zhuang Yan asked specifically, "Are you sure you want to see this?"
Xie Ning nodded: "Just this one."
Zhuang Yan didn't talk nonsense, and put the CD directly into the projector.
Soon, Shainin knew why the film was so niche.
This is a gay movie.
Gay films were popular for a while a few years ago. Later, same-sex marriage was officially legalized, and the controversy over homosexuality also reached its peak. Many directors have dabbled in this theme.
I didn't expect Zhuang Yan to shoot too.
Most of Zhuang Yan's films are filmed abroad, and the main actors are basically foreigners. This "Change of Heart" is based on the domestic background, and the two leading actors are also Chinese.
The story begins before same-sex marriage is legal and ends after same-sex marriage is legal.
It is about an era.
Shane was even more embarrassed.
Forget about romance movies, two big men watch gay movies together...
Shainin knew from a young age that he was a complete homosexual who only reacted to male bodies.
The scale of gay films is larger than that of general romance films, and sex scenes are essential, just like the world's understanding of love between men.
Love and sex are always inextricably linked.
It wasn't the bed scene that made Xie Ning fidget, but the person sitting beside him.
This time, Xie Ning had foresight to sit down with Zhuang Yan at a distance. Even so, he could feel the powerful aura around him.
Xie Ning had personally experienced the momentum of his approach, which made people's heart beat faster and their hands and feet go weak.
The key is that this person also likes to tease him very much!
Xie Ning was afraid that he would do something strange again.
He was a little overwhelmed.
As the plot develops to the stage of bed scenes, the music also becomes lingering.
Xie Ning took a deep breath, determined to strike first, and turned to look at Zhuang Yan.
Zhuang Yan was taken aback by him, then raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Isn't it an adult? Why don't you dare to look at it, shy?"
Xie Ning silently retracted his gaze.
"Is there any water?" he asked.
When Zhuang Yan looked over, Xie Ning had lowered his head, and the bright light hit his side face.
For some reason, Zhuang Yan's mouth also became dry. He licked his lips and stood up: "Wait, I'll pour you some water."
Seeing him go out, Xie Ning let out a sigh of relief and watched the movie seriously.
"Change of Heart" is a very old-fashioned story about a same-sex couple's struggle against family, school, and the world. Until same-sex marriage was officially legalized, they finally appeared in the sunshine hand in hand.
However, this is not the happy ending of the story. When the world gradually accepts same-sex marriage, when homosexuality is no longer a taboo, there is no external pressure between lovers, and the internal contradictions are increasing day by day.
The days of firewood, rice, oil and salt gradually wiped out the love, and eventually they changed their hearts and went their separate ways in the quarrel and the cold war.
Zhuang Yan's early works were not very mature, and the narrative, shooting techniques and camera changes were not smooth and natural.
That feeling of oppression never goes away.
As a homosexual, Xie Ning felt a bit of sadness with empathy, and felt like a stone was crushed in his heart.
Zhuang Yan's early works have always been regarded as his own black history, which is easily not seen by others.
At this moment, he saw that Xie Ning's expression was wrong, and he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong? It doesn't look good?"
Xie Ning shook his head and came back to his senses, his eyes were still a little hazy.
Uncomfortably, he clasped his wrist and rubbed it twice, and asked, "Can you give me this film?"
After speaking, he was also taken aback: "Although it is a bit presumptuous, but... I really like it."
"I see." Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"
Xie Ning pursed his lips, feeling chaotic for a while.
He knew that such a request was a bit abrupt, but he really…
Zhuang Yan asked again, "Are you gay?"
Shainin looked back at him sharply.
After a while, he nodded: "Yes, I am."
Zhuang Yan looked at him with a darker look in his eyes.
Xie Ning lowered his head and avoided his gaze: "Sorry, this request is too much."
Just when he was depressed, Zhuang Yan had already walked to the projector to take out the disc, and then returned to Xie Ning: "reach out."
Xie Ning: "?"
Zhuang Yan put the CD in his hand and said with a chuckle, "I can give it to you. But, you can't take it for nothing, right?"
Xie Ning: "Let me paint another painting for you?"
Zhuang Yan shook his head: "Why do I want you to paint so much?"
Xie Ning looked at him with wide eyes: "Then..."
Zhuang Yan asked, "How about agreeing to a request from me?"
Xie Ning looked at his eyes and nodded subconsciously.
Zhuang Yan laughed out loud: "I didn't say anything yet, so you agreed, aren't you afraid of being sold by me?"
Xie Ning took a sip of water and said, "Human trafficking is illegal."
Zhuang Yan was choked.
He looked at Xie Ning's rosy face, his breathing deepened, and he felt a little teasing in his heart.
The next second, his hand grabbed Xie Ning's face and squeezed: "It feels good."
Xie Ning's face turned even redder: "You..."
"Mr. Rabbit," Zhuang Yan looked at him with a half-smile, "I can ask anything you want?"
Being looked at like this, the feeling of oppression that makes people feel weak came back.
Xie Ning couldn't help but think, isn't it just a CD! If it's a big deal, don't want it, what kind of excessive demands can he make!
Zhuang Yan was in a good mood when he saw his red ears, and finally stopped teasing him.
"Then I mentioned it, can I go to your house for a meal these two days?"