When Xie Yang observed Shen Yanjia's recollection of the plot, the topic on the table did not know when it turned to business.
Director Xu Heng sighed: "Because "Crazy Musician" tells the story of musicians, a lot of original music is needed in the film to fill the personality and plot of the musicians. Before, we found an outsourcing company to do this, but they The soundtrack and interlude are good, but I always feel that it is not so interesting."
Xie Yang Lian Shen, looked at Xu Heng.
Xu Heng is more than 30 years old, his height and appearance are just ordinary, but his temperament is good, he doesn't speak hurriedly, and he has a southern accent. At first hearing it will give people the illusion that this person must have a soft temper.
Xu Heng said, patted Shen Yan on the shoulder next to him, and said, "I specially snatched this guy from another director. I looked for him. I just found him able to sing and act. It's a pity. Although this guy’s voice is fine, his voice is too gentle, and it doesn’t fit the theme of the movie "crazy". One is the episode he sings, and the other is the soundtrack. Now it’s stuck here. The main points of the movie are The scenes where music is used to set the mood are all overwhelmed and impossible to shoot."
Shen Yan's five senses belong to the handsome and noble type. When he doesn't speak, he gives people a sense of distance, but he smiles and looks very friendly. He shot Xu Heng directly, saying: "Obviously you are too picky."
"Will you come if you are not picky?" Xu Heng patted Shen Yan's hand.
It can be seen that the two have a good personal relationship.
Xu Heng asked the screenwriter to pass the script prepared in advance to Xue Xian, Xie Yang, and Long Shuyou after talking about the general situation, and said: "This is the script. Before the official exchange of creative ideas, I hope you can read the script. If you can, it’s best to come to the set to experience the shooting atmosphere. Xie Yang."
Xie Yang was suddenly named, and everyone on the table looked towards Xie Yang. Xie Yang looked at Xu Heng.
Xu Heng said: "I have heard all the songs you composed and adapted. Your style is changeable. The songs for Tong Jian are very suitable for Tong Jian's timbre. The songs you give yourself are very contrasting with yourself. The songs adapted to Ji Zehui are also Another taste. Shen Yan is here. Although you can observe him, what I want is the tune that best suits him but best expresses the character's heart, understand?"
As soon as these words came out, Xue Xian, who was sitting next to Xie Yang, had a hard time looking.
Two people were invited to do the interlude, but only one person was asked to observe the actors more. Whose face was this being hit
The deputy director hurriedly pulled Xu Heng.
Xu Heng realized that his act of instructing Xie Yang alone just now was a bit wrong. He looked at Xue Xian and said, "Of course, Xue Xian is the same. Let's work hard together, and Shuyou. I beg you for the soundtrack of the movie's interlude. Up."
The assistant director and screenwriter hurriedly toasted Xue Xian, Xie Yang, and Long Shuyou to toast, trying to activate the embarrassment created by Xu Heng, and everyone else also raised their glasses in coordination.
Xue Xian reluctantly squeezed out a smile and raised his glass to touch everyone.
At the end of the meal, Xu Heng, who was poorly drunk, was directly drunk. He didn't stop when he was drunk. He insisted on pulling everyone to discuss business matters, and finally became confused, and somehow stuffed Xie Yang, Shen Yan, and Mu Zhouyi into a car alone.
Xie Yang was also forced to sit between Shen Yan and Mu Zhouyi.
Xie Yang glanced sideways at Mu Zhouyi, who was last in the car, and then at Xu Heng who was already drunk in the co-pilot seat. He didn't know whether to thank him or to say: Is it God's will
Mu Zhouyi obviously didn't expect Xie Yang to be in this car. After getting in the car, he was stunned, and then joked: "Sit with two handsome guys. It seems that my lucky value today is full."
Shen Yan smiled and said, "Then my lucky value is estimated to be a little bit worse. Although there are handsome men and beautiful women sitting together, there is a drunk in the front seat, which is very disruptive to the atmosphere."
Mu Zhouyi was amused by Shen Yan's words.
Xie Yang caught in the middle: "..."
Pretending to be uncomfortable, he sat up and asked the driver for a bottle of water and took a sip, then raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.
Mu Zhouyi really cared and asked, "What's the matter?"
"I'm low on alcohol, and my head is a little dizzy." Xie Yang finished setting himself up with the drunken buff, then looked at Mu Zhouyi and asked, "Senior Mu, are you and Qinglin already together?"
As soon as these words came out, the car was quiet for an instant, and Xie Yang noticed that Shen Yan next to him paused obviously.
Mu Zhouyi's expression froze, and then he put his hand on Xie Yang's arm and acted to help him, saying: "Jie Yang, you misunderstood. Mr. Feng and I are just friends. If you feel uncomfortable, do you want to close your eyes for a while? "
Obviously strange fluctuations came from the place where the arm was being held, and Xie Yang's brain suddenly fell into a faint for a moment, and then a feeling of nausea rushed down from his brain, almost making him vomit out.
He clenched a fist to stay awake, and pulled away Mu Zhouyi's hand by drinking water, leaned against Shen Yan without a trace, and said, "It turns out that it is. Qinglin's nanny said that you have been by the side since Qinglin fell ill. Take care, the next day when the nanny was already on duty, he made porridge for Qinglin, and he had to buy vegetables and cook for Qinglin to eat. And when you and I had a scandal before, Qinglin unexpectedly Send me a text message to help you explain it to me. If you care about each other so much, I thought you were already together, didn't you?"
Mu Zhouyi helped him again and explained: "That time Mr. Feng fell ill at home alone, so I didn't want to leave immediately. Xie Yang, don't hold Brother Shen, are you drunk? You can't sit still."
"Sneer." Xie Yang avoided Mu Zhouyi's hand, sat upright, closed his eyes, "If it's a good one, leave immediately. Senior Mu, from the standpoint of Qinglin's family, I hope Senior if he doesn't care about Qinglin. , Don’t do this kind of misunderstanding in the future. The best way to find that your friend is ill is to call an ambulance and contact your friend’s family, instead of treating it by yourself, and then waiting all night. And next time, I don’t want to When my family was talking in the living room, there was a strange woman hiding at the top of the stairs eavesdropping, which made me feel very uncomfortable. In addition, it was similar to the last time you hit me in the parking lot. , I also hope that there won’t be a second time."
After Xie Yang insisted on saying these words, he calmed down and concentrated on suppressing the residual nausea in his body.
The car was deadly quiet.
Don't know how long it has passed, the car slowly stopped.
The driver said with an embarrassing voice: "That... the hotel is here. I will send Director Xu back to the room, then Mr. Xie..."
"I'm coming." Shen Yan said, his voice disappeared from the smile that he had been talking with before, and he looked a little cold.
"Brother Shen, I'll help you."
"No, go back to your room and rest."
The sound of the door opening, and then the body was lifted out of the car to be supported. It didn't take long for Wu Shui's voice to be heard nearby, and then Xie Yang found that he was being carried on his back.
He opened his eyes slightly, looking at the back of Wu Shui's head, relieved, and after a glance at Shen Yan who frowned and followed Mu Zhouyi who was still standing by the car, he smiled silently.
…
After being back to the room, Xie Yang immediately straightened up and motioned to Wu Shui to put himself down.
Wu Shui was taken aback, and hurriedly put Xie Yang down, and asked, "Boss, are you not drunk?"
"Who can get drunk with a few sips of beer? I just pretended to not talk to those people." Xie Yang took off his coat, pressed his temple, and said, "You must not tell Qiu Xing about I pretending to be drunk. He was angry again."
Wu Shui nodded obediently. After thinking of something, he took out his cell phone and said, "Boss, your agent called you before and no one answered him, so he called me. He asked me to tell you that you were caught in the airport this morning. Someone secretly photographed it, and some media reported unfavorable news with secret photographs. This is the first report."
Xie Yang shifted his gaze to Wu Shui’s mobile phone screen, and on the small screen, "Xie Yang’s airport looks lonely, I envy Xue Xian to have fans send off the plane." The line of big characters occupies the lower half of the position, and the remaining half of the position is. Occupied by a photo. In the photo, he is standing in the corner of the airport lobby, looking at Xue Xian who is passing through the fan group under the protection of bodyguards.
"..."
He sent Wu Shui away, took out the cell phone that had been muted during the meal, clicked on Hu's missed call and dialed it.
The call went through in seconds, and Hu Biao's voice came out: "You are on the hot search."
"What hot search?"
"#解扬羡慕薛贤#. This hot search is too disgusting, obviously it is stomping you and giving others a hint that you are not as good as Xue Xian. Don’t worry, I’m searching the popularity with the Public Relations Department, surely not Let Xue Xian step on you like this."
"Don't press the heat, let him step on it."
"… what?"
"At that time, I was standing with Long Shuyou, and Long Shuyou also took a look there. There were many people at the airport. Some people photographed me, and there must be some people who have photographed me standing with Long Shuyou and Long Shuyou. Look at the picture of Xue Xian. You can find out if there are any such photos posted on Weibo, and if there are some, help spread and clarify."
Hu Biao was quiet for a few seconds, and then responded, "I see."
Xie Yang was about to hang up.
"Jie Yang."
Xie Yang moved the phone back to his ear: "Is there anything else?"
"Is it very tiring to have an agent like me?"
Xie Yang comforted: "Brother Biao, everyone has their own strengths, so don't think too much about it."
Hu Biao was silent for a while, adjusted his emotions by himself, and exhorted: "You are alone over there to pay more attention. You and Xue Xian are both singer-songwriters, with a bit of a collision in positioning and similar ages. He must be very jealous. You, guard him more."
"I will, thank you Brother Biao."
After talking with Hu Biao, Xie Yang went to take a shower, then leaned on the bed with the script, and recalled what happened in the car just now.
According to the plot timeline, Shen Yan's feelings for Mu Zhouyi have not completely turned into a liking, but a somewhat hazy favor. His current feelings for Mu Zhouyi are more of a kind of appreciation of seniors to outstanding younger generations.
The reason why Shen Yan appreciates Mu Zhouyi is because of her excellence and the "noble" character of her unyielding rules of the emperor. Now Shen Yan has come into contact with the other side of Mu Zhouyi from the nearby population, and he doesn't know if he will reduce his favor with Mu Zhouyi a little bit.
I hope it can be lowered, at least not enough to make Shen Yan willing to take the initiative to link Mu Zhouyi, and help Mu Zhouyi sign into the old entertainment company Huanyu opened by Shen Yantang's uncle.
In the original book, Mu Zhouyi started album production shortly after entering Huanyu. And if Mu Zhouyi stays in Huangtian forever, then under Huangtian's high-level suppression, she is absolutely impossible to release an album.
And the nausea when in the car.
Xie Yang looked at the arm that had been supported by Mu Zhouyi before.
This time he also noticed the strange fluctuation, but the core of the power did not appear again. This difference is because the skill Mu Zhouyi just used was not a good impression skill? Or is it because your body is not as sensitive as the first time you touched Mu Zhouyi gold fingers? Or is it because the clothes I wore this time were thicker than last time, which cut off the influence of too many cheats
Xie Yang raised his hand, tightened and relaxed his five fingers, relaxed and tightened, and finally clenched his fist firmly.
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