Chapter 641 639. Lao Tzu, but Yang Huzi!

  Xiying Studio will not imitate the Soviet Union, and it will never become the Soviet Union.

  Although... In all honesty, these are just Xu Xin's speculations. Maybe he is "over-interpreting".

  But some things are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

   Prepared, but useless. Being unprepared and unprepared are definitely two different things.

   Moreover, everyone is not stupid, so they can naturally understand that if the whole thing goes according to Xu Xin's thinking, then there may be no sign of it in the early stage, and even people in the Beijing circle may lose a lot of money. But... when a habit becomes inevitable, when only Xu Xin is squeezed out of Xiying Studio...

  Then the ending they greeted must be the tragedy of the tree falling and the monkeys scattered.

  No matter how much effort you have put in before, under the general trend of real money, it is tantamount to wasting.

it's useless.

  Xu Xin can give it to you, but as long as the rest of you and your works cannot be released, what if I give you Xu Xin?

  In this battle, what everyone is looking for is not a moment of refreshment.

   It is a serious situation of seeking the country.

   Simply comparing the box office, this one hits the street and the next one will make it back. But in "this matter", although the loser will not be smashed to pieces, he will only linger on his last breath and will no longer be successful.

  So, neither Xiying Studio nor Xu Xin can afford to bet on whether they are "over-interpreting".

   is the best.

  But if the guess is true... If the Beijing circle wins, it will be able to stabilize the country for at least ten years.

  In the past ten years, countless young talents have been appointed officials and ministers, and they have dominated the film industry.

  But if the Northwest Circle wins... "National Games" is rewritten, and the country is iteratively replaced by a new owner.

  The winner occupies the mountain and becomes the king, the loser falls into the grass and becomes a bandit, and the sun and the moon change to a new sky.

  The war seems to have just started with a very inconspicuous little move, a small friction....

   In order to verify the conjecture in his heart, Qi Lei proposed an idea:

   "In February, Xu Jinglei has a film to be released, "Carry Love to the End". You know her status in the Beijing circle...so, I was thinking about "Wulin Biography"...do you want to change the file?"

   "..."

   Xu Xin frowned subconsciously.

   Not saying dissatisfaction, but weighing the pros and cons.

   "When will the original "Wulin Biography" be released?"

   "January 26."

   "What about "Will love go to the end"?"

   "Let me see..."

  The phone was silent for a while, and said:

   "February 12th."

   "Valentine's Eve?"

"right."

   "...What date is "The Piano of the Steel" scheduled for?"

"It's still being decided, and I won't mention it in January and February. I just want to make way for "The Hawthorn Tree" and "Wulin Biography", and Bingbing's "Guanyin Mountain" will be in March, so the factory's opinion is to set it at June. month…"

   "If you don't mention May, what happened to April?"

"April is the highlight of next year in Yindu, Gu Tianle and Huang Shengyi's "A Chinese Ghost Story". Their publicity plan has come out. First, the old version of "A Chinese Ghost Story" will be re-screened, and then the new version will be released on the 19th. Yes... Yindu approached Yifei for this show last year, but she turned her down..."

   "..."

  The corner of Xu Xin's mouth twitched, and he glared at Sister Immortal.

   Let's do something serious, Sister Fairy.

   "...hey."

  Sister Immortal bared her gums, laughing so embarrassingly.

  This scene... I found her after the filming of "The Hawthorn Tree" was finished and before it was released at the Venice Film Festival. But she didn't want to take it... There was no particular reason, just that she didn't want to shoot and wanted salted fish, so she pushed it.

   As for Huang Shengyi, she is just her substitute.

Um!

  Sister Fairy is very proud.

  Especially when she saw Xu Xin's helpless eyes with a bit of "I really can't do anything about you", she was even happier.

   After glancing at Sister Xian, Xu Xin said:

   "Which mentally retarded person came up with this promotional plan? The old version of "A Chinese Ghost Story" is already a classic in the minds of a generation, so they are so sure that the new version can break through? Besides, aren't they afraid of causing the audience's aesthetic fatigue?"

"Well...they are still in the stage of understanding the mainland market. And...you should also understand. Whether it is a filmmaker or a film company in Xiangjiang, most people even if they earn our money in the mainland, they always feel that He is superior to others. So... the proposal of Yindu is also an opportunity for some people."

  Xu Xin understood what Qi Lei meant.

   But... the power struggle, he's not interested.

  He just thinks again...

   "May 1st, there should be a lot of blockbusters, right?"

   “The Fast and the Furious, Pirates of the Caribbean, Kung Fu Panda…”

   "Brother, if you want "The Piano of the Steel" to die, can you just say it?"

  Xu Xin couldn't laugh or cry.

   "So I said to set a file for him in the domestic protection month..."

"Let's set it in March. Set it in the middle or late March, and give time to "Guanyin Mountain". I will communicate with Sister Bingbing about other matters. "Wulin Biography" will be adjusted to February, and I will go to the ring with Xu Jinglei, Find out their ways. If this matter is really as we guessed...then a Huayi must not have the capital, and the direct troops in the entire Beijing circle may participate. Set "Wulin Biography" before the 12th ...Number 9 or 10 is fine. Then see Xu Jinglei's reaction."

  Although Xu Xin had already made up his mind, Qi Lei asked with some concerns:

   "Do you want to discuss it with Mimi?"

"…also."

  After careful consideration and finding that the other party's words made sense, Xu Xin responded:

   "Let me talk to her, about Shang Jing..."

   "I'll communicate with Nifeng and Shang Jing. Just say hello."

   "Okay. Let's put it this way... and after the film is released, I'll go back to the factory. Brother Qi, we have to study the second phase."

"Um."

  …

  Finally, the phone hangs up.

  Xu Xin rubbed his temples, and said to the two:

   "I can't play cards tonight, I have to add up these things. Do you two have any ideas?"

"I don't."

  Lin Gou took the lead in "rejecting".

   Intrigue...he really isn't his strong point.

  If he hadn't been very playful, he wouldn't have chosen the career of an actor.

   And these intrigues, first of all... He doesn't like it by nature. After all, growing up in that environment, he was always annoying no matter what he saw.

  Secondly...my brain is far worse than the old Xu Xu.

   Can be defeated and added to the chaos.

   Then, he stood up and glanced at Liu Yifei.

   "...Do you have any ideas, if you don't have any ideas, let's retreat?"

   "...?"

   Liu Yifei was taken aback.

   But seeing that she didn't respond, Lin Xunxin said again:

   "Then we're leaving?"

   "Well, let's go. Go to bed early."

  Xu Xin responded, lowered his head and picked up the last remaining cigarette from the cigarette case, took the phone and began to think about what to say to Yang Mi.

   And Liu Yifei also noticed this:

   "Are you out of cigarettes?"

"Well…"

  Xu Xin nodded, just about to speak...

   "I have it, give it."

  Lin Xunxin directly threw his bag of 1916 over.

   Then he said to Liu Yifei:

   "Let's go?"

"…good."

  Looking at his inexplicable eyes, the fairy sister nodded and stood up.

  Lin Juxin walked in front, and she walked behind.

  The two left the room together.

  The rooms of the three are all next to each other. After he came out, he took out the room card in his pocket and greeted Liu Yifei:

   "Good night. Go to bed early."

"…Um."

  Open the door, walk in, close the door.

  Lin Gou, known as "Brother No Way" by people in the world, sighed.

   muttered:

   "You have to control each of you... Otherwise, everyone will definitely have no friends."

   I don't know who I'm talking about.

  …

Short message:

   "Are you asleep?"

"without."

Telephone:

   "Doo...Hello? Hee hee, miss me?"

  Hearing his wife's nasal voice, Xu Xin heaved a sigh of relief, and lay down on the sofa:

   "Hey hey..."

"tired?"

   "Well, very tired."

   "Then...did you eat well?"

   "I didn't have much appetite at night, and I was really not used to the food in the hotel, so I went downstairs to find a place to eat hot and dry noodles. It was quite comfortable to eat, but I felt a little indigestion at the moment."

   "Is there too much sesame paste? Don't you want a bowl of noodle soup?"

   "Regan noodles, big sister, the noodles are all oiled, how do you drink the noodle soup?"

   "Oh, my baby is working hard. Shall I ask Mengmeng to bring you some digestive medicine?"

"Farewell, I guess it's been too much trouble recently, changing the water and soil is complicated... just get used to it. I'll leave tomorrow afternoon, and I should be able to get home in the evening, maybe later. I will communicate with you at that time. I'll just leave the meal."

   "Okay, tomorrow I will stew mutton for you, and order mutton noodles~"

   "Hmm... Let me tell you something."

   "Say it. Say it first, the child will sleep with me tonight, and I won't say anything embarrassing."

   "...hehehe."

  Xu Xin couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter that was not quite right.

   But... what can I do?

  It has been almost ten days since the 12th.

  He is also holding back a fire.

   What's more, the husband and wife are not playing hooligans, at most they are playing flowers.

  But this is not the time to think about these things.

   "I discussed it with Brother Qi just now, and I want to change the file of "Wulin Biography". I'm asking for your opinion."

   "..."

  Yang Mi was taken aback for a moment:

"ah?"

   Yanjing.

  The young woman in a silk nightgown subconsciously sat up and leaned against the head of the bed:

"what happened?"

"Is such that…"

   At some point, the young woman had already got out of bed.

   came to the balcony of the bedroom.

  Holding up the phone, she gently opened the closed curtains, looking at the night scene of the city in the distance, her brows furrowed a little.

   After a while, she found her bluetooth headset in the drawer again. After a while of operation, the phone was placed on the bedside table. She continued to embrace her arms and asked:

   "Are you sure you didn't think too much?"

   But after asking, she shook her head:

"That's right, this matter... No matter whether you think about it or not, since you have seen the signs, you must distinguish it. If you don't figure out this matter, no one will feel at ease... So, what I mean now is to let me and that Beijing Would you like to touch the noble concubine in the circle?"

"Are you scared?"

  Hearing her husband's words, the woman's eyes unconsciously took on a somewhat dangerous look of eagerness to try:

"Afraid? Hey, buddy, I'm a little contemptuous of people. She only relies on Wang Shuo to get up. She relies on Wang Shuo, I rely on you... just a remnant of the old era, who didn't have such a good chance to become Pirate King. Now that I am a supernova with a bounty of tens of billions, I will be afraid of her? Just right, this is a high-end game. I want to see what the princess in the Beijing circle is. Who is I? I am Yang Huzi Gu la la la la..."

   "..."

  Xu Xin's mouth twitched...

  Listen to this...

  Four-character evaluation: domineering side leakage.

   But the problem is...

   "Sister, I want to correct you."

   "What's the matter, brother?"

"Your old man is only a supporting role in this drama. Head-to-head... not so much, you have to admit that in front of the five-person team of "Wulin Biography", you can't talk about giving charcoal in a timely manner, but can only be said to be icing on the cake. So... we Can you get rid of the taste of the second school? It's too aggressive."

  Listening to her husband's dumbfounding exposing her faults, Yang Mi thought for a while and said:

   "Your welfare girl experience card will expire tonight."

   "..."

   It's over.

   "Preparing to start a business but collapsed in the middle..."

   "Poof..."

  The little young woman burst out laughing.

   "Oh, it's annoying! Aren't we good buddies! It's fine if you dismantle me, this jump from "One Piece" to "Teacher List"...It's too fragmented!"

   "...Hey, don't you want to renew the life of my welfare girl experience card with the seven-star lamp at the origin of Wuzhang?"

   "Be virtuous!"

  Yang Mi rolled her eyes, and then asked:

   "Then what date do you plan to put "Wulin Biography"?"

   "Around February 10th, just before "Carry Love to the End"."

   "..."

  The corners of Yang Mi's mouth began to twitch.

   Seeing that his wife did not reply, Xu Xin asked in bewilderment:

   "What's the matter?"

   "Brother, do you know what date is the Chinese New Year this year?"

"I know, February 2nd is Lunar New Year's 30th. But don't worry about it. This kind of interview must have been recorded in advance during the Spring Festival, and it will be uploaded step by step. Then on the third day of the Lunar New Year, I will go to Japan to promote "The Hawthorn Tree" ", you will also start running publicity at that time..."

   "That is to say, this year, I will not live steadily, right?"

   "That's right, I'm not just down-to-earth, why are you being lazy?"

  Xu Xin's words are full of reason.

  It has the flavor of "I die and you don't even want to live".

"...Brother, did you forget that we two had a wedding a year ago. What do you mean? Xu Sanjin? But the honeymoon is fine, and the newlywed Yan Er, you go to Japan to engage in pornography... Me! I have to give it to you Bleeding your life to block the eye and become a death squad? Brother, are you sure you are looking for a wife? Isn't it some big grievance that came from somewhere?"

   "Hey hey hey hey..."

   I don't know why Xu Xin suddenly laughed out loud.

  Yang Mi was taken aback when she heard him laughing wildly...

   Immediately...

   "Crackling..."

   She crushed her back molars:

   "Okay, grandson thief! Are you happy? You wait for you to come back, and I will fight you one-on-one! If you don't beat your face until you are full of peach blossoms, you probably don't know how many eyes Prince Ma has!"

   "Aren't you Yang Huzi?"

   "Okay, I am Yang Huzi! You wait for your return, and I will let you be the short-lived One Piece!"

   "Hahahahaha..."

   He didn't know what was going on, but after listening to his wife's words, he started to poke his smile out of nowhere.

  Happy chatter, can't stop at all.

   After laughing for a long time, he rubbed his tears and said:

   "So... you promised?"

   "Nonsense! Pirate Hokage Meteor Street, find out who is the father! I, Yang Huzi, have no fear! You are looking for your own death!!"

   "Whoa..."

  Maybe it's because the role-playing is too immersive, or maybe it's because the tone of voice is really penetrating.

   Just when Xu Xin had no time to think about whether the two-dimensional concentration in his wife's sentence was full or not, the baby woke up.

  Yang Huzi subconsciously covered his mouth:

   "It's over, Nuan Nuan woke up... I won't talk to you anymore, this matter can be done according to your wishes, I'm going to sleep."

  Hanging up the phone in a hurry, she ran all the way back to the bed.

   In a daze, Nuan Nuan frowned and rubbed dissatisfiedly in her mother's arms.

snort.

  What Yang Beard?

  When Sajia cried, it was a small rice bowl.

  …

   At 3:00 pm on the 21st, the three of Xu Xin, who finally finished the last promotion, got on the plane.

   "Love in the Hawthorn Tree" will be screened at 00:00 tomorrow morning.

   Fortunately, the preview screening in Yanjing has already been held, and "Interview with Yang Lan" has also been broadcast. The ratings are quite good, and even the evaluation on the Internet is also very good.

  So, this time there is no fancy show, those who want to watch it, just buy a ticket and watch it.

   At 7:30 p.m., when Yanjing was the most congested, Xu Xin, who was busy with travel and dust, finally returned home.

"dad!"

  He was really tired.

  But as soon as he entered the door, after hearing the girl's call, and seeing her bouncing towards him, the exhaustion all over his body was swept away.

   Embracing the milk-scented body, I couldn't let go of it.

  Finally, Yang Mi came over:

   "Okay, hurry up and wash your hands and eat."

"Um."

   Xu Xin responded, washed his hands in a hurry, took off his coat, and sat at the dinner table.

  The family enjoyed themselves happily, which once again dispelled the exhaustion in his heart.

  But the physical exhaustion suddenly began to erupt.

  No communication, he misses his wife's craftsmanship day and night, he snores after two bowls of noodles, wipes his mouth...

   "I'm going to take a shower! Then... sleep. So tired."

  Yang Mi was taken aback.

  Originally, she was thinking of letting her husband pay for it.

   But looking at his sunken eye sockets, she felt distressed for a while, so she said:

   "Okay, then you can go."

   "Well, the little guy will sleep with us tonight."

"Know it…"

  So, when the time came to early 9 o'clock, when Yang Yang arched into his father's arms, Xu Xin, who was shouting loudly, unconsciously hugged his precious son tightly, and smiled in his sleep.

   As for the time, it didn't stay for half a minute because of the happiness of the family.

   One minute and one second, slowly passing by.

  Finally, 12 o'clock sharp.

   "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree", the official premiere!

   I told everyone that 2010 is a particularly important year. After finishing writing today, I took a look at the outline and breathed a sigh of relief.

   Phew, it's finally coming to an end.

   And all the things that should be paved this year have been paved. For the time being... it seems that I haven't noticed any omissions.

   Well, comfortable!

   Thank you for your support!

   13,000 sincerely present!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)