Seeing that Jin Shian ran to Anlong again recently, Zheng Mei asked him insincerely, "Are you chasing him back?"
Shi'an just smiled, "What's the difference between one and two?"
Zheng Meili was speechless to him, and Jin Shi'an offered her a favor, but she had no other thoughts now, Jin Shi'an could blackmail her about Tang Qiji, and naturally he could blackmail her about other things as well.
Jin Shi'an gave him Tang Qiji's address, but what about Wang Lei and Qiu Minxuan? She is not stupid either. She looked everywhere for these two dogs and men, but they disappeared without a trace.
Before finding these two people, she decided to play it safe with Jin Shian for the time being.
Then again, she is a strong-willed person, as long as Jin Shian is not a wimp, she is naturally willing to follow. Not to mention profitable.
Jin Shi'an told her, "I went to donate a sum of money to the martyr's tomb in Shiqiao Village a few years ago, and I will do the same every year and festival in the future."
Zheng Meili agreed, 35,000 is also a donation, and 120,000 is also a donation, anyway, it's good if you want it. It is a good thing that Jin Shian is also slowly learning to do superficial skills.
Shi'an looked at her and finally didn't mention the money. Li Nian approached him several times, talked about the investment in "Qinhuai Dream", and asked him if he could pay another sum of money to Anlong.
Literary films are not like action films. The cost of literary films fluctuates quite a lot. You can make small and fresh movies very cheaply, or you can spend a lot of money to make big productions.
Zhang Huitong strives for perfection. In the past, he did not spend less money on such niche literary films as "Wedding and Funeral". Now that he is filming "A Dream of the Huaihe River", the requirement for Li Nian is that the funds must keep up.
Zhang Huitong wanted to fully restore the graceful Nanjing of that era—many people knew Beiping, Shanghai, Hong Kong, and even Chongqing—but many people forgot that Nanjing in the Republic of China was also truly romantic.
The royal city of the Six Dynasties, the former capital of the Republic of China, is buried in the chaos of time, like a stunning wealthy family locked in a deep house. Zhang Huitong wants to lift the veil of time and surprise the world.
Zhang Huitong mobilized his work teams in Taiwan and the United States, and made a special trip to Ningxia to participate in the event.
Li Nian asked Bai Yang and Shi'an to look at the gorgeous list of main creatives. From photography, casting, art director, and art design, each name was followed by a series of glittering awards.
Bai Yang felt bewildered, while Li Nian felt his wallet was bleeding.
This is truly Hollywood-grade production. Zhang Huitong really knows how to spend money.
And the money is still flowing out like water. The reality of the scene, the excellent service, the careful examination of the props, every link is indispensable, and every link is money.
"The money is a bit short, and the amount that can be used is less than 100 million yuan. Zang Yuanchao's movie will be released next month, and it will take at least half a year before the funds can be returned."
Hearing what Li Nian said, Shi'an thought for a while, "I can't invest any more money here for the time being. I just stabilized Zheng Meili, so it's useless to add another layer of suspicion to her. Let's wait and see, at least after a year. "
At the beginning, he injected a large amount of funds into Anlong, just to share Zheng Meimei's rights. Now that Zheng Meimei has temporarily subdued, Jin Shi'an doesn't want Li Nian to sit too much. He asked Li Nian, "Does the movie have to be funded in one step?"
"No, let Zhang Huitong take the picture first, and I will discuss it with Zang Yuanchao, but I have to admit a mistake to you." Li Nian rubbed his hands, "The share I negotiated with Zang Yuanchao is very low, 50 million will be invested. Back in our hands, even the principal and interest may be less than 100 million."
Shi'an was not surprised, "If the share is not low, he may not agree to your investment. Without him as a shield, how can we appease shareholders' dissent."
In short, it is not losing money, the problem is not big. As for the follow-up funds, we can think of a way after the Chinese New Year.
"Don't worry, Zhang Huitong is focused on making this film, and he won't give up because of money." Li Nian assured him.
"You said you would give Qin Nong two movie contracts, did you?"
"Give it off, wait and watch the show." Li Nian smiled at him.
On the day of the winter solstice, Bai Yang and Shi An spend time in Qixia Villa. The sky has been hesitatingly overcast for many days, as if snow is about to fall, but it never falls.
The whole of Nanjing is wrapped in the shadow of wanting to talk, the frustrated person sees it as bleak, and the lover sees it as tender.
They are lovers, seeing the cloudy sky like a curtain of shame hanging down by the world, so that they can do some shameless things in the tired day, the two of them are like geese in winter, they have to huddle together in their actions.
Bai Yang pestered Shi'an to teach him how to write, "What if the director wants me to take a shot of writing, I don't want to cut other people's hands into the shot, a long shot will be more interesting."
"I didn't write such a plot in the script." Shi'an just laughed.
They wrote with their hands, and they didn't know where the pens went when they wrote. .”
This is a real play on the piano, no matter how eloquently written, Bai Yang can't understand it, and he has to pretend to be stupid when he understands it. Shi'an held him in his arms, studied him every sentence, and asked him what he meant.
"How do I know? I haven't studied in school."
Shi'an shook the pen on his face, "You've been with me for so long, even if I feed you mouth to mouth, it's time to feed the ink into your stomach."
Bai Yang blushed, "When did you feed it?"
Shi'an sipped the tip of the pen in his mouth, "Now feed you."
It's too fleshy, this man looks like a beast, Bai Yang pushed him with a smile, Shi An put his arms around his waist, "Feed it on the face, or where?"
"Hey on your head!"
Before he finished cursing, his mouth was sealed with a kiss, with a strange smell of ink. Bai Yang tasted the ink for the first time, and his curiosity flared up again, and he couldn't help licking Shi'an's mouth like a cat.
Shi'an put his lips in his mouth and asked him, "Is it delicious?"
"..." Bai Yang smacked his lips, "it's a little bit bitter and slightly sweet. I thought it would be very smelly."
"The bitter one is pine smoke, and the sweet one is egg white. This is Huizhou ink sent by others. You are still from Anhui." Shi'an stretched out his hand to scratch the tip of his nose, "Do you want to eat it or not?"
The two people ate ink in a fancy way, and didn't care about the pen falling from their hands. It fell into the arms of this person, and then rolled onto the other person, drawing many evidences of passionate kisses on the clothes on both sides.
The study was in a mess, Shi'an sent a servant to clean it up, and asked Paul to buy fried chestnuts from the Confucius Temple. In the evening, the two of them sat on the carpet in the small living room on the second floor, peeling chestnuts, watching the setting sun turn in the clouds. Rolling, a soft golden light emerges.
Bai Yang began to act like a baby after peeling two pieces. When Shi'an was sitting, he lay on Shi'an's lap and opened his mouth to wait for the food.
Shi'an peeled the chestnuts and asked him, "It's almost Chinese New Year, how about I accompany you back to Anhui?"
"No..." Bai Yang immediately vetoed, "My dad may be very angry, so don't go."
"Then take uncle over for the New Year. Let him stay at home alone. It's too deserted."
"No need, I've already sent him money. He won't be idle if there are activities in the academy during the Chinese New Year."
Bai Yang was really afraid of seeing Bai Fuqiang. Bai Fuqiang must have seen the photo, probably because Bai Yang's career was on the rise, so Bai Fuqiang endured the attack.
If the two of them really wanted to meet, Bai Yang was afraid that his father would tear Jin Shi'an apart with his bare hands.
He remitted all the salary he had saved to Bai Fuqiang. The money was not much, about one hundred thousand—although he acted in many plays, most of them were fighting for opportunities to improve himself with low salary. As for the advertising and endorsement fees, Li Nian told him openly that the company withheld them because they needed to prepare funds for Qinhuai Meng.
It should be, Bai Yang and Zhong Yue are not people who care about money, not to mention Li Nian's money is also Jin Shi'an's.
For people in the show business industry, it is really not enough to save this amount of money after filming a movie for a year, but for ordinary people, this is already an income that can hold their heads high.
Bai Fuqiang was probably still angry, but he didn't call him back.
Seeing him crying, Shi'an knew that the matter of father and son could not be resolved for a while, so he only teased Bai Yang with other words. He asked Bai Yang: "Why do you want to wake up and watch The Story of Resurrection?"
"What is Resurrection?"
"It's the Peony Pavilion."
"Oh, Kunqu opera." Bai Yang tried to get away with it, "You can watch it casually."
Shi An poured chestnut shells on his face, "Not telling the truth?"
Bai Yang dodged left and right in a patch of chestnut shells, "Didn't you teach me before?"
"Then what?"
"I saw you once, and I thought of you. I realized that you taught me Kunqu Opera."
"so what?"
"... So I watched it a few more times."
Shi'an brushed off the shell on his face, "Why?"
This person asked knowingly, Bai Yang angrily grabbed the chestnut shell and threw him, "I miss you!"
Shi'an didn't hide or dodge, just looked at him. Bai Yang felt uncomfortable being watched by him, and covered his eyes with his hands, "Why are you looking at me?"
"I was thinking," Shi'an grabbed his hand and pecked lightly, "Why are you so cute. Even if you cut him into pieces, I have to ask my uncle to promise me to be with you."
Bai Yang was about to explode on the spot when he said it.
Alright, the study room has been harmed, can the small living room be spared
Today is also a hard day for Paul.
As Li Nian said, Qin Nong soon received two invitations to audition. One for Jiang Ruiyun and one for Li Jin. When she got the letter of intent, Jiang Ruiyun and Li Jin had already received calls, and they were told that this was Zhang Huitong's masterpiece—no, it might be the biggest domestic production next year.
For so many years, Li Nian still regarded her as a puppet, always refusing to let her go. She is a doll discarded by him, whenever she thinks about it, she will pull the last thread in her heart.
She understands why this is because she seeks benevolence and benevolence.
She really has nothing to do with him.
Looking at the two letters of intent, Qin Nong couldn't help but sneered.
Qin Nong suppressed the two letters of intent for several days without mentioning a word. She was very curious, who would resist first, Li Jin or Jiang Ruiyun
Jiang Ruiyun came first.
When he came, Qin Nong had just finished shooting a set of New Year's cover and was taking off his makeup. This group of magazines carried Jiang Ruiyun on the inside pages, but to avoid suspicion, she did not bring Li Jin.
During the whole filming process, Jiang Ruiyun acted as if nothing had happened. If he didn't mention Qin Nong, he wouldn't even mention it.
Finishing work here, she was slowly tearing off the false eyelashes in the dressing room, Jiang Ruiyun came in, and said straight to the point, "I want to be in Zhang Huitong's play."
Qin Nong only cared about tearing off his eyelashes slowly, without looking at him, he just said to the two assistants and the makeup artist: "Mr. Yu, you have worked hard, I still have something to do here."
The makeup artist went out tactfully, and the two assistants followed behind.
Qin Nong looked at her face carefully in the mirror. If she didn't take a closer look, she was still very radiant. She forced a coquettish smile into the mirror, and there were almost invisible fine lines at the corners of her eyes, which emerged from the thick powder .
"Am I getting old?" Qin Nong asked.
"Fortunately, there are fine lines." Jiang Ruiyun replied frankly, "But you are better maintained than other big flowers of the same age."
Qin Nong raised the corners of her eyes unhappily, "I shouldn't change the beautician, this person is not as good as Jimmy, I always feel that the skin is drooping."
In the mirror, her eyes are pinched by her own jade hands, she is really a beautiful fox.
Jiang Ruiyun silently sat down behind her, watching her twist and turn in front of the mirror: "I seem to have lost weight, and my ribs are protruding. Just now, the photographer also said that the line on the waist is not good-looking."
Female stars are like this, no matter how many actresses and actresses are laurels, in the final analysis, it is still a matter of color, once your face fades, no matter how stunning you were in the past, once you are old and ugly, bad reviews and ridicule will come. will flock. It seems that the beauty of the past is not glory, but just to set off the shame of getting old today.
They have a hard life. Every day, I confront each and every wrinkle like an enemy, afraid of being thin and fat, fearing that my breasts will not be big, my hips will not be warped, my waist will not be thin, and my skin will not be white.
In the magazine interview, Qin Nong said elegantly, "Beauty comes from the heart, and you are not afraid of getting old."
Big joke.
The audience believed that goddesses should never grow old, they were gifted by God, and should stay in their youth forever. But only people in the circle understand that these gorgeous flowers are exposed to the sun of the spotlights, the erosion of cosmetics, intrigues, and hard work every day. They just age faster than normal people.
Youth has never been more than a moment.
The entertainment industry relies on all kinds of charming women to prop up the sky, but they are extremely mean to women-it is difficult for male stars to come out, but once they come out, it is much easier. Actresses are forever struggling in the hell of pursuing beauty. People would rather see a beautiful face than a gray head.
In order to be gorgeous, female stars have to put on thick makeup, plus post-production tracing, injections, medicines, lasers, various thread buried on the face, nails to move bones, surgery to remove tendons, and His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, as if he was beaten back to his mother's womb to practice again and again. But no matter how beautiful the face is, it changes shape when it is exposed to the camera. When the light shines on it, all the subtle imperfections are exposed. No matter how beautiful the audience looks, it is hard to see in the camera, but that's all.
This is a bloodless boneyard, sucking the blood of the flashy people. The old ones are gone, and the new ones will come again.
Qin Nong dominates in this kind of beauty, others will not know how beautiful she really is, and they will not know how harsh she treats herself in order to maintain this beauty over others.
Others would just casually look at her photos and watch her TV movies, and when they got tired of watching them, they would feel that they were no worse than Qin Nong.
This was originally a cruel circle, most people lived a miserable life, and Qin Nong was no exception.
Jiang Ruiyun had no mood to pity her, who wouldn't grow old? Qin Nong obviously didn't need his pity either.
"You want to be in Zhang Huitong's play, have you asked me if you have?"
Qin Nong put the tissue paper under the nozzle of the cleansing oil, pressed it again and again, his eyes still refused to relax and stared at his waist.
"I'm asking you." Jiang Ruiyun answered her calmly.
Qin Nong turned his face and smiled at him, "You are more suitable than Li Jin, but that is An Long's play."
Her false eyelashes have been removed, and half of her eye shadow has been wiped off. Such residual makeup, on other women's faces, would probably look rushed and dilapidated, but she is so beautiful, with such a face, she is still ecstatic. bone beauty.
Qin Nong took the oil-soaked makeup remover cotton, and removed the makeup generously in front of him, "Rui Yun, Li Jin is my boyfriend, I'm really embarrassed—you two, I don't care who I let. "
Only an extremely beautiful temptress has the courage to remove her make-up in front of a man like this, and only an extremely beautiful temptress dares to show such embarrassment in front of a man.
Sometimes Jiang Ruiyun really admires her frankness.
"You know who Li Jin is. He just acted in Zang Yuanchao's film, and if he takes on Zhang Huitong's film, then he will really be popular."
Jiang Ruiyun said casually.
Qin Nong chuckled, "But I'm even more afraid that if you accept this drama, your heart will no longer be with me."
"When will my heart be with you?"
—It's so ruthless. Qin Nong gave him a charming look, because she just liked his temper that is so daily.
Really like that guy.
Jiang Ruiyun frowned, "Give me this chance, okay?"
"What if I refuse to give it?"
"Then I will go to the audition by myself, maybe Zhang Huitong will feel the same as Zang Yuanchao, and think Li Jin is good."
He was talking the truth, and he knew she would tolerate him.
Qin Nong turned her back, carefully removed her make-up, wiped off her powder, and her pure and innocent face was restored. She stretched out her hand, swept a large pile of fragrant and dirty cotton pads on the floor, and looked in the mirror again and again.
"I'm afraid that you will get closer and closer to An Long's people after filming this movie, so what am I going to do?"
Jiang Ruiyun just answered her briefly, "I want to shoot."
Qin Nong did not speak, and poured out a box of twelve hairpins from the kun bag, and the delicate female smoke slowly drew green smoke on her vermilion lips.
Jiang Ruiyun looked into her eyes from the mirror and repeated, "I want to shoot."
— How about saying that this is Zhang Huitong's movie? There are so many reasons! Any one can convince her, but he didn't mention a word, only said three words, he wanted to shoot.
It's like a big child making trouble for no reason. Has he ever thought about how she feels.
"Go," she said, "don't abandon me, it's fine. I don't expect you to have a conscience." She rolled Qingling's eyes, "Will you go to Anlong in the future?"
"No," Jiang Ruiyun said, "I just want to film, that's all."
Qin Nong nodded slightly to him.
Whatever he does, she is willing to spoil him - who made him look like this!
And Jiang Ruiyun didn't want to talk nonsense with her, since she agreed, he could leave. He didn't even say hello, he raised his foot and went to open the door.
"Ruiyun, are you in love with someone?"
Qin Nong suddenly said behind his back.
"That's none of your business."
Jiang Ruiyun didn't look back, and his tone was quite indifferent.
"You put in so much effort and beat around the bush to find him to film with you in every scene. How much blood did he suck from you? Rui Yun, you never begged me, you begged me several times, it was all for him, what are you trying to do?"
Jiang Ruiyun still didn't look back, "Then I beg you one more thing, please don't meddle in your own business."
Qin Nong was not angry.
"Don't waste impossible feelings for impossible people, impossible things. I really advise you."
Her voice was quite sweet, and from behind, there was a kind of mellow desolation.
Jiang Ruiyun finally turned to look at her.
Qin Nong was deep in thought, and her face sank in the light, like a lotus blooming in the wind, with dew and sorrow.
He often sees her expression like this in the play; he has never seen her expression like this in real life.
"If I persuade you, I won't turn back. You are all from the same road."
Qin Nong laughed quietly.
Jiang Ruiyun didn't know who she was talking about.
He walked out, leaving Qin Nong in that room, and the door closed, as if shutting off a whole world of desolation.