Open hours

Chapter 34

Not long after Xiaoye drove the car out of the community, she received a call from Ning Jue.

The signal light just turned red, and he connected the car's Bluetooth phone and asked, "Brother Ning? What's wrong?"

Ning Jue's voice sounded in the quiet car: "Come back and pick me up first."

Xiaoye was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "So fast?"

Ning Jue Mingming just got out of the car 15 minutes ago, Xiaoye originally planned to go home first and then come back to pick him up.

"Yeah." Maybe it's because of the sound system, Ning Jue's voice is muffled and sounds a little tired.

"You come back first." Ning Jue said.

Xiaoye drove the car back to the basement according to Ning Jue's instructions, and Ning Jue stood alone at the elevator entrance as usual.He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't notice when the car came close.

Xiaoye didn't dare to say anything, he rolled down the window and flashed the headlights twice.

Although Ning Jue didn't say who lived in this community, Xiaoye already had some guesses in his heart.Out of the professional ethics of an assistant, he did not try to inquire, nor did he mention it to others.

After Ning Jue got into the car, he just looked out the window without saying a word.Xiaoye looked at Ning Jue's face through the rearview mirror, and asked, "Do you want to go home directly?"

Ning Jue came back to his senses and asked, "What time does the plane leave?"

Xiao Ye looked at her watch and replied, "Ten twenty."

Ning Jue nodded and ordered: "Then go directly to the airport."

Ning Jue will fly to City H in a while, and will attend the press conference of the national variety show tomorrow.After the concert, Ning Jue never contacted He Dingxi again.Although nothing happened between them at all, but for some reason, both of them were holding their breath.

Just when he came out of the studio after get off work, Ning Jue happened to overhear the staff gossip about He Dingxi.The matter of He Anbei has been on the hot search for a whole day, and it has already caused a lot of trouble.

Ning Jue listened to the irresponsible guesses from the crowd, and when his head got hot, he spoke to stop it.After getting in the car, he asked Xiaoye to drive the car to He Dingxi's house.

It's just that He Dingxi's phone didn't work, and there was no one at home, so the two of them didn't see each other after all.

After coming out of He Dingxi's house, Ning Jue's mind has calmed down a lot.Looking at the constantly receding road signs on the elevated road, he felt more and more that he was meddling in his own business.

He Dingxi has many confidantes, but the most indispensable thing is Xie Yuhua.It seemed a bit pretentious to rush to his house so eagerly.

The press conference on the second day went smoothly, and several resident guests were very friendly to Ning Jue, a newcomer.Not only did they not snub Ning Jue, but they threw him back from time to time.

Under the booing of everyone, Ning Jue graciously invited Fang Yuan, a female guest who is known for being sexy and hot, to dance a short pas de deux.The combination of this handsome man and beautiful woman immediately heated up the atmosphere of the scene.

Not surprisingly, after this variety show is broadcast, Ning Jue's nationality will be greatly improved.

After the press conference, there will be a group interview with the media.Several guests, led by Zheng Zeguang, were responsive and humorous, and the atmosphere of the on-site visit was very harmonious.

In the beginning, everything went smoothly according to the outline, but at the end of the interview, a reporter from an entertainment media suddenly put the microphone in front of Ning Jue and asked sharply: "Ning Jue, recently He Dingxi has been involved in a domestic violence scandal. , what do you think about this matter?"

The scene suddenly became strangely quiet, and all the cameras were aimed at Ning Jue.Although the other media didn't ask questions face to face, everyone was waiting with bated breath, secretly looking forward to Ning Jue's answer.

Seeing this, Zheng Zeguang was about to come out to rescue Ning Jue, when he saw this young man who had been very cooperative from the beginning raised his eyelids, glanced at him coldly, turned away the microphone that was in front of him, and asked indifferently : "What does it matter to you, and what does it matter to me?"

As soon as Ning Jue's words came out, the reporter friend was choked up.Today's idol idols are mostly set up as hardworking, humble and polite characters, and it is rare to see Ning Jue face the media on the spot.

Zheng Zeguang has been in the entertainment industry for many years, and he quickly came out to smooth things over: "Please cooperate, we finally invited so many guests, don't ask questions that have nothing to do with the show~"

The video of Ning Jue's playing big names quickly went viral on the Internet. Some people said that he had completely broken up with He Dingxi this time, and some netizens with strange angles thought that Ning Jue was outraged for the crown.

The other protagonist, He Dingxi, naturally also saw this video, and he smiled and complained to Qingqing, who was angrily beside him: "He is..."

Halfway through the speech, he swallowed the remaining half of the sentence back into his stomach.Looking at the arrogant face in the video, He Dingxi suddenly realized that he missed Ning Jue.

At this time, the assistant A Yang suddenly came in from the outside and said to He Dingxi: "Brother Dingxi, someone outside wants to see you."

When He Dingxi put down the phone, Wei Wei felt a little surprised: "Who is it?"

He Dingxi has already returned to the crew to start work, and he is filming the Gongdou drama from years ago.All the partners who have work contacts on weekdays have his contact information. Who would come to the scene to find him at this time?

Ayang said: "It's someone I've never seen before. He said his name is Fan Weixin."

The name sounded familiar, He Dingxi thought for a while, and finally remembered who this person was, so he said to A Yang, "Please invite him in first."

Fan Weixin followed Ayang and came to He Dingxi. He was carrying a half-worn backpack, with his head hanging down and his back slightly bent.

Fan Weixin is the director of the project "She Killed", and Wang Cheng left his contact information on the business card he gave He Dingxi. The logic of the story "She Killed" is strict, the plot setting is bizarre and paradoxical, and there are even some bloody violence in the details.He Dingxi originally thought that the person who could write this style of script should be a strong man with an unshaven beard, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually a thin and tall young man.

He Dingxi stood up and shook hands with Fan Weixin, and exchanged a few pleasantries with each other.Fan Weixin's nails were gnawed extremely short by him, and he habitually avoided other people's eyes when speaking, and his gestures revealed cowardice.There have been several probing eyes on him on the set, which made him feel more at a loss.

No need for Fan Weixin to say, He Dingxi already guessed that he came for the movie "She Killed".

He Dingxi learned that Fan Weixin came here in a hurry as soon as he got off the high-speed rail, so he said to him: "I'm going to be on the show soon, so it's inconvenient to chat. Why don't our colleagues take you to the hotel first, Let's have dinner together in the evening, and we can talk slowly when we have something to eat."

Hearing what He Dingxi said, Fan Weixin's eyes that were always flickering and hesitant immediately lit up, and he boldly said to He Dingxi: "Anyway... I will treat you to dinner tonight..."

He Dingxi was not polite to the little director, and said with a smile: "No problem, you and Ayang go to the hotel to rest first, and just send me the scheduled time and place later."

Fan Weixin's nervously twisted fingers finally relaxed, he thanked He Dingxi a few times, and then left the set with Ayang.

The restaurant that the young director booked was a small Sichuan restaurant near the hotel. The store was not big, but the business was booming.It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when He Dingxi arrived.

Seeing He Dingxi push the door in, Fan Weixin quickly took out a tissue and wiped the greasy tabletop again.He pushed the menu in front of He Dingxi, and asked hesitantly, "Ms. He, is there... any taboos?"

He Dingxi turned a blind eye to the oily flowers floating on the tea, he sat down on the mottled chair indifferently, and said to Fan Weixin: "It's nothing, just look at it."

Fan Weixin looked down at the menu for a while, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered a pot of boiled fish, a dry pot of fat sausage, and a plate of Dengying beef.He stopped and pondered for a while, then added Kung Pao Chicken, Chestnut Chicken, Spicy Shrimp...

While He Dingxi was drinking tea, from the corner of his eye, he saw that the menu was almost full.He quickly put down his glass, and said with a dumb smile, "Director Fan, there are only two of us, so there is no need to spend so much money."

Only then did Fan Weixin put down his pen, and scratched his head helplessly.

A pot of hot boiled fish was quickly brought to the table, Fan Weixin looked at the fish full of spicy peppers, and had no place to rest his hands and feet.

Hearing that someone was interested in his script, he just came here without thinking about anything, and didn't know how to deal with this situation at all.

"Director Fan, don't be nervous, we're just chatting casually."

He Dingxi noticed Fan Weixin's uneasiness, he scooped up a few pieces of white and tender fish fillets with a male spoon and put them in the bowl in front of Fan Weixin, and then filled a small half of the bowl in front of him.Then he asked casually, "Did you write the script yourself?"

Fan Weixin nodded hesitantly, not daring to look directly into He Dingxi's eyes.

Next, He Dingxi took the initiative to chat with Fan Weixin about some details of the script.As soon as he talked about the script, Fan Weixin lost his previous submissiveness and suddenly talked more.

After the topic came to an end, He Dingxi asked: "You came here specially this time..."

Before He Dingxi could say anything, Fan Weixin said excitedly: "I want to invest!"

He Dingxi paused while pouring the tea, and said with a smile, "Of course I know you're doing it for investment." As he spoke, he pushed the full teacup in front of Fan Weixin: "It's just why did you think of coming to me?"

Speaking of this, the corners of Fan Weixin's mouth shrugged in frustration: "To be honest, thanks to Wang Cheng, I passed the script outline to many producers." He raised his eyes and looked at He Dingxi: "Only you Asked me for the full script."

So in Fan Weixin's view, He Dingxi is the only hope.Although he is not very good at dealing with such things, he came desperately.

Fan Weixin looked at He Dingxi and said solemnly: "I have confidence in this movie, please believe me!"

Most of the industry now starts to establish projects and attract investment when they only have a script outline.Even when it came time to start, the full script wasn't written.

Seriously polishing a script requires a long cycle, ranging from months to years.If there is no certainty that this book will sell, then the previous years of hard work will be in vain.

From the perspective of the script alone, this book is indeed very good.But just because the script is good does not mean that the project has commercial value.Leaving aside whether such a film can be released, even if it is released, it is very likely that it will be a one-day trip to the theaters.

Thinking of this, He Dingxi tactfully proposed a compromise solution: "Actually, you can consider selling the script."

"No." Fan Weixin refused without even thinking about it, his attitude was completely opposite to before, very tough: "This book must be taken by myself."

Fan Weixin seemed to realize his gaffe, and hurriedly apologized to He Dingxi: "I'm sorry, Mr. He, I mean..."

"It doesn't matter." He Dingxi waved his hands indifferently, comforting Fan Weixin: "I know what you mean, after all, no one wants their hard work to fall into the hands of others at will."

Then He Dingxi changed the subject and said frankly: "But you must know better than me what the film and television industry is doing now."

Right now, it's the cold winter of film and television, and countless production crews that have already drawn investment have been forced to stop working.The big IPs of many famous screenwriters are in the hands of the authors and cannot be sold.Not to mention a little-known little director like Fan Weixin.

"I only need 300 million, and I can make this film with 300 million!" Fan Weixin stood up abruptly, and walked in front of He Dingxi anxiously.But he didn't know what he should do to be decent at the moment, so he leaned over and bowed deeply to He Dingxi in a hurry.

Fan Weixin said: "I have sent my past works to the email address last time, I hope you can take a look before making a decision."

The young people who are only one step away from their dreams are unknown. He Dingxi has seen such scenes a lot, but he is still unmoved: "You have to know, 300 million may not even be enough to pay the actors' salaries. Even if the film is finished, This amount of money is not enough for subsequent releases.”

Fan Weixin straightened up and said with an embarrassed smile: "I sold the house in my hometown and collected some money."

He Dingxi seemed to be moved by the foolishness of the young man in front of him. He looked at Fan Weixin helplessly, and he let go for the first time: "Okay, I will carefully consider this matter and wait for my news."