Just after hanging up, Yu Nan knocked on the door and came in: "Boss, the tonic you ordered has arrived."
Qu Yanting ordered it every year before the Spring Festival, and gave it to the elders, saying: "As usual, divide into three."
Two copies were sent, one was addressed to Ren Shu's parents, and the other was addressed to "Big Brother". Yu Nan was in charge of sending it for seven or eight years, but I still don't know who the other party is.
When the sky turned orange red at sunset, Qu Yanting left the studio, packed the third copy and sent it to Zishan Mingzhu.
Zeng Zhen is still on the set, and there are only Wang Mingyu and the nanny at home. As the dinner was being served, the nanny saw Qu Yanting's car through the window and shouted, "Mr. Wang, Mr. Qu is here."
Wang Mingyu stepped down the stairs and said, "Add some tableware."
The doorbell rang, the nanny went to open the door first, Qu Yanting came in and called "Master", hung up his coat familiarly, washed his hands and went to the restaurant to take a seat.
Just in time for dinner, Wang Mingyu said, "You know how to cut the time."
Qu Yanting rolled up his sleeves to fill up the soup, and put the bowl lightly in front of Wang Mingyu. There were three dishes, but the portions were not much. He asked, "Is it enough?"
Wang Mingyu told the nanny, "Steam a plate of Sichuan sausage."
"Thank you, master," Qu Yanting said, "Auntie, let's add some scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
In a similar scene, the last time the master and apprentice saw each other, the atmosphere today was not bad, and they ate half a bowl of rice in peace. Wang Mingyu said: "The first ten episodes of the New Year drama have been completed, and I will go upstairs to watch it later."
"Okay," Qu Yanting said expectantly, "I also bring the notebook, and Master will help me read it."
It was the unfinished independent work. Wang Mingyu once heard Qu Yanting talk about his thoughts, and was very interested, so he put down his chopsticks and wiped his hands: "Come on, show me."
Qu Yanting took it out of the bag, printed it before leaving get off work, and kept it in the bag all the way, the ink exuded a vague and gentle smell.
Wang Mingyu put on the myopia glasses hanging on her chest, took the glasses and began to read, letting the soup cool down, and there was a moment of silence on the table, she said: "Eat yours, it's not to check homework."
Qu Yanting lowered his head and continued to eat, swallowing his emotions together. He worships this master. The play written by Wang Mingyu, the spirit of studying the script, and the character of the characters in his writing have made him worship him for many years through the blessing of filter kindness.
And the matter of naming the name is just like gravel falling into white rice, dirty, hard, and painful. Qu Yanting picked up the bowl, fiddled with the last mouthful of rice with the tip of the chopsticks, and then lifted his head to eliminate all complicated emotions.
Wang Mingyu sighed, "It's been a long time since I watched a movie book."
Her husband is a famous film director, and he is obviously near water. Qu Yanting didn't talk about it with Zeng Zhen, saying: "Master, if you want to see it, tell me, and I will send the movie script from the studio."
Wang Mingyu turned a page in satisfaction: "How long have you been writing?"
Qu Yanting replied, "Over a year."
Wang Mingyu: "Progress?"
Qu Yanting: "More than half."
Twirling the delicate porcelain handle of the spoon with her fingertips, Qu Yanting took the risk to test: "I'm too busy, the project of the studio is the priority, so I can only find time to write, and now I'm throwing a crappy drama to me."
Wang Mingyu didn't respond, as if she was so focused that she couldn't hear. After reading the script, she directly returned to the topic: "There are not many screenwriters of your age who choose period dramas."
Qu Yanting asked, "What do you think?"
"I really like it." Wang Mingyu commented objectively, "It's suitable for the big screen, some scenes will be very exciting, I can feel..."
Qu Yanting licked her thin lips.
Wang Mingyu said: "You describe it with the thinking of a director."
There was a brief silence on the table, Wang Mingyu rolled his eyelids like an old pedant, and looked from the top of the frame to the opposite, hiding a trace of calmness, probably regret.
She exposed this problem: "Did you not think about the vacancy in the first half?"
Qu Yanting nodded: "After checking the information, we still need to research the evidence."
Wang Mingyu asked, "Which aspect?"
"Traditional folk crafts." Qu Yanting replied, "I mentioned it to you last year and took a book from you."
Wang Mingyu was stunned: "What are you talking about with me about continued development, and suggest that the foundation pay attention to projects in this area?"
Qu Yanting smiled, he did mention that when he was writing the script and looking for information, he posted it out of emotion. But what he didn't know was that Wang Mingyu listened to his suggestion and asked the foundation to do it.
The circle of traditional crafts and non-heritage culture is gradually shrinking, and only relying on the help of public welfare is a drop in the bucket. Therefore, book shadowers and TV stations jointly produce a program to publicize, expand attention, and attract the public's attention.
Qu Yanting asked in surprise: "What program?"
Wang Mingyu said, "It's called Utopia."
Qu Yanting settled on the chair in surprise, it turned out to be "Utopia" that Lu Wen was going to participate in!
Wang Mingyu took off his glasses, and said with a bossy air: "You said it earlier, the content of the investigation is very detailed for programs and public welfare, and I asked the foundation to give you some information."
Qu Yanting came back to her senses: "Okay... thank you, Master."
A meal took longer than expected, and it was getting late. Qu Yanting copied the scripts of the first ten episodes and went home to read them. When he came down the stairs, Wang Mingyu didn't see him off, and stood leaning on the railing in the small hall on the second floor.
After stepping on the last step, Qu Yanting raised his face: "Master, rest early."
"Yanting." Wang Mingyu called him suddenly.
Qu Yanting waited quietly, for a long time, Wang Mingyu lowered his head, couldn't see his expression clearly through the drooping hair, and responded sluggishly to his temptation at the table, only saying: "Master will not harm you."
Walking out of this villa, the wind blew up, and the clouds in the night sky were blown away, revealing the twinkling stars.
Qu Yanting drove away, the headlights of the car flashed brightly across a road, turned a corner, passed the white house at 3-19, he glanced casually, and found that the lights were bright.
With the door open, Lu Wen was hanging a garland made of eucalyptus leaves. When he heard the car horn, he turned around and was almost blinded by the familiar strong light.
"Fuck, what quality."
Lu Wen ran out, as if about to launch a defense war at the door of the house, holding two long leaves, ran out and saw that it was a Bentley, and immediately after the window fell, Qu Yanting whistled at him with a dignified expression.
"Teacher Qu?!"
Qu Yanting hooked his hands: "Very vigilant, I don't need to raise a big dog anymore."
Lu Wendian stopped on the road teeth, bent slightly, and supported the car door with both arms: "Who are you calling a dog? I call it danger awareness. I learned it in self-cultivation class when I was a child."
"How many free classes have you taken?"
"Come on when you have nothing to do." Lu Wenpo said, "Are you going to Master's house again?"
Qu Yanting said "hmm", sat in the driver's seat, turned around a little, raised his face and chatted with Lu Wen, and asked, "Have you officially moved here?"
Lu Wen replied: "It's about the same. The reality show will be filmed at home, come over and arrange it."
Just as he was talking, a chubby figure chased after him, and Qu Yanting saw it first from his angle, so he shrank back into the carriage. Lu Wen turned around and took a look, explaining that it was the nanny aunt who was helping with the work.
Sister Lingling stopped at the gate of the garden, politely not approaching: "Xiaowen, you surprised me by running out suddenly."
Lu Wen didn't lean back, he blocked the car window to prevent others from seeing, and said, "It's nothing, it's... the screenwriter teacher passed by, I'll come out to say hello."
Sister Lingling heard: "It's so cold, please go home, teacher, I'll make coffee for you."
Lu Wen lowered his eyes, blinked at Qu Yanting, reached in with the hand resting on the window, and poked the shoulder line of Qu Yanting's coat. Qu Yanting's heart was like a rock, and he shook his head and refused the invitation.
"What kind of coffee do you drink at night, and you still can't sleep." Lu Wen said unhappily, pointing at Sang Yuanhuai, "I'm busy, so I don't come in through the house. My idol is probably Dayu who controls the water."
Qu Yanting just laughed angrily, does this illiterate understand what a "family" is? He also stretched out his hand and twisted Lu Wen's stomach through the sweater. Unfortunately, only the tight abdominal muscles could not be twisted.
Lu Wen drove Sister Lingling back, stopped making trouble, and wrapped the eucalyptus leaves on the rear view mirror with his hands. Qu Yanting didn't stop her, and let it go, saying: "Be careful when recording the show, and take it easy."
"Oh." Lu Wen remembered to ask, and drew inferences, "What if those big guys bully me?"
Qu Yanting ignored him: "It's none of my business."
Lu Wen didn't get it right, so he took a step back after entanglement, stretched out his long legs obliquely under the starlight and moonlight, and said, "There is a supermodel Yi Chuan. It is said that the real person is very beautiful, with huge long legs, and she is a good match for me."
Qu Yanting said lightly: "That's not bad."
The car window was raised, and the sound of the engine pierced the night in the villa area. Qu Yanting sped away with a foot of fuel. Lu Wen, dazed by the exhaust, hurriedly chased after two steps: "You can't even brag! You drive slowly !"
The car turned away and disappeared. Lu Wen went back to the villa. Sister Lingling watched by the door and followed him into the house: "Why did you yell at the screenwriter teacher?"
Lu Wenfan said: "You are born with a loud voice."
Sister Lingling asked, "What is the status of a screenwriter?"
Lu Wen walked through the living room: "Anyway, I can't afford it."
"Is the screenwriter teacher treating you well?" Sister Lingling had the temperament of her own nanny, "I think you are quite familiar with each other. You don't know how to speak, so no one cares."
Lu Wenneng stomped the stairs: "Why can't I talk? You didn't see me when I made him happy!"
Sister Lingling looked skeptical: "Are you still coaxing people?"
"I'm flattering for the sake of stardom." Lu Wen's mouth and brain are not connected, "Is it easy for me? There is a mountain between each other, don't ask so much!"
The coffee table in the living room was covered with fresh flowers, Lingling said disdainfully: "Then I will continue to arrange flowers, and the nanny is also very difficult to do. Without my busy schedule, can you move in happily with your bags?"
Lu Wen had already entered the bedroom, but when he heard the words, he turned around and came out to settle the score: "You still have the nerve to say it? Why are you stuffing Okamoto in my bedside drawer?!"
Sister Lingling was surprised: "You used it so soon?"
Lu Wen said angrily: "I'm using a fart!"
"Why are you so angry?" Sister Lingling trimmed the flower branches gracefully, "Safety comes first, I can't find it when I need it urgently."
Lu Wen blurted out: "But it appeared when I wasn't using it, causing me to be misunderstood by Teacher Qu!"
Sister Lingling said: "You think too much, this kind of thing can only be misunderstood by your girlfriend, and no one else cares. Xiaowen, don't talk about sex/color change."
Lu Wen smoked from the top of his head and gritted his teeth: "I'm not talking about sex/discoloration, I just lack someone to talk about sex with, do you understand?"
Sister Lingling overcomes strength with softness: "Let's talk about it at home. The boss is not young. I feel strange when I hear it."
Lu Wen finally broke down, rushed into the bedroom and slammed the door behind him.
Sister Lingling put a bunch of eustoma into the mouth of the bottle, raised her hand to take care of the branches and leaves, suddenly, wondering: "Hey? Who is Teacher Qu..."
In a flash, "Utopia" will be officially recorded.
The company arranged a small team for Lu Wen. In addition to the agent, life assistants and stylists were added. The latter is useless, because Lu Wen doesn't need a stylist to borrow new styles, and his own big-name and high-end brands are enough to toss.
On the day of the recording, Sun Xiaojian and his assistant arrived early in the morning and wandered around Zishan Park before finding the villa area.
Sister Lingling packed the luggage, three big boxes. Lu Wen changed clothes in the open cloakroom, a dark gray Balmaken jacket, a French shirt with double cuffs, metal badge cuff buttons, and slim black pants extended into improved long-leg military boots.
The only color on his body was the blood-stained jasper dial on his wrist. Lu Wen looked at the hands and said, "The film crew should be here."
As soon as the voice was finished, the doorbell rang. It was the filming team of "Utopia". Two cameras were in charge of following up the filming, one coordinator, one team leader, and four people were in charge of Lu Wen's part.
No one expected that this little-known little star lived in a big mansion. It was just a simple shot, but the cameraman couldn't hold back, and gave a full sweep after entering the door.
The staff were not in the picture, Lu Wen pushed the suitcase with his own hands and said, "I'm all ready."
Brother Camera: "So much luggage?"
Lu Wen: "Actually, there are only two boxes."
Brother Camera: "Then what's in the third box?"
Lu Wen didn't know too well, so he asked Lingling to buy it, and said, "When I go to live in the villagers' homes in the ancient town, I even eat and drink. I brought small gifts to the local villagers."
A reality show is not an interview, and the big cameraman is not a host, you have to film and talk by yourself. Lu Wen got used to it pretty well, and while taking a tour with the camera, he asked, "Is there heating in the ancient town? I didn't bring thermal underwear."
"I actually prepared a red envelope, which is also for the villagers, but when you think about it, your program team will definitely give the money, right?"
"Oh, this painting is up for auction. My dad appreciates it, and that's how I look at it."
After making a big circle and returning to the living room, the camera brother resisted the urge to chatter several times. It was very hard work, but the team leader couldn't hold back anymore and asked, "I heard that director Zeng Zhen also lives here?"
Lu Wen stood still, lazily leaning against a wine cabinet: "Yes, that's right."
The group leader said, "Will you meet by chance?"
"Of course." Lu Wen joked in a serious manner, "I met you yesterday morning run, and I went to drink soy milk with Director Zeng."
Sun Xiaojian was so anxious that he vomited blood, and desperately winked at this guy to rein in the precipice, and reminded with his lips: human design! cool bro!
Lu Wen's heart trembled, and he brought back the plot that had been thrown out of the sky, restrained his smile, and coughed to cover it up: "You're just kidding, I only drink ice water in the morning."
After the shooting of the pre-departure shots, the group headed to the airport.
Lu Wen brought a book to pretend to be aggressive, but he was not allowed to shoot after getting on the plane, so he didn't read it and fell asleep with it on his face. Each guest is located in a different city and will meet at the destination.
After the 2-3 hour flight is over, I get off the plane and transfer to the nanny car. Next to the expressway are the rolling green hills in the south, surrounded by mist, and the mountainside is dotted with smoke houses.
The coordinator received the letter and said: "Go to the service station immediately, and the teams will meet there."
Lu Wen pulled off his earphones and faced the window. After passing through two long tunnels in the mountains, his vision suddenly widened. The Lanshui service station was located at the foot of the mountain not far away.
There are seven or eight commercial vehicles of the program group parked together.
As the vehicle approached and stopped at the end, Lu Wen got out of the car and took a deep breath of fresh and humid air. His legs were nestled for a long time, and he walked towards the place ahead where there were few people.
Just at this moment, a commercial vehicle opened the door—
Jin Yanyu wore huge sunglasses, surrounded by assistants and bodyguards, stepped out of the car, he got out of the car, and patted the folds of the coat cherishingly. This dark gray Balmaken coat is The latest model given by the brand.
"Depend on."
Jin Yanyu raised his head upon hearing the sound and paused.
Lu Wen also paused a few steps away.
On the first day of work, he clashed with the top traffic!