I'm the director, I'm not bad

Chapter 314 312. Borrowing Money
10 pm.

Xu Xin rubbed his eyes and closed the "Jinling Thirteen Pans" in his hand.

"Sleep, sister."

He burrowed into the bed, put his hand on Yang Mi's leg which was still half leaning against the head of the bed, and stroked it.

The feel is not generally good.

"Ah."

Yang Mi responded perfunctorily:
"Go to sleep."

"...Are you still asleep?"

"Sleep with you, I... have been watching for 10 minutes."

Holding that copy of Wa Huan... No, Biography of Zhen Huan, Yang Mi said without turning her head.

"...It's already 10 o'clock."

"Just say one more thing, I've demoted you to a commoner, and I won't flip your brand in the future."

"……What the hell?"

Xu Xin didn't understand.

But Yang Mi became impatient:
"Oh! Go to sleep quickly, I will sleep in a while."

"..."

Helpless, Xu Xin turned off the desk lamp on his side, and turned around directly.

His sleep quality is not bad, just touching the pillow.

Then, in a daze, I felt that something was not right.

Subconsciously opening his eyes, he saw a figure with his back turned to him.

"……elder sister?"

"Huh?...Uh...I'm going to the bathroom."

Hearing this, Xu Xin, who was not so clear-headed, got up subconsciously:
"I'll help you..."

"No, you go to sleep."

"No...what if you fall down."

The responsibility of being a husband made him get up immediately, and then he walked to the foot of the bed in three steps, meaning to help Yang Mi go to the bathroom.

Yang Mi didn't refuse either, and walked to the bathroom with the support of her brother, stepping on the desk lamp that was used as a night light.

Xu Xin leaned against the door frame and continued to doze off half-closed.

After being disturbed by the sound of flushing the toilet, he diligently helped Yang Mi back to the bed.

Habitually glanced at the phone...

2 points in the early hours.

"It's 2 o'clock?"

"……I do not know."

Yang Mi's voice was unusually calm:
"I was also woken up by peeing."

"oh oh."

Xu Xin turned around and faced her.

With a "click", the desk lamp turned off.

The room was plunged into darkness.

Then the next day...Yang Mi didn't get up.

I didn't even have breakfast, and I slept until after ten o'clock.

Xu Xin was so scared that she thought she was not feeling well, so she wanted to take her to the hospital.

However, after the family doctor brought some fetal heart rate monitoring and other inspections, he found that everything was normal.

It made Xu Xin look puzzled.

what's the situation?
My sister, who has always had a normal schedule, slept until 10 o'clock?

Then, after having breakfast, she actually picked up that book again...

Ok……

Not to mention, it's a bit like she was chasing "Langya Bang" back then.

But pregnant women, as long as the mood is comfortable on the line.

Do whatever you want.

He didn't care, but set off directly to Xiying Film Studio, and continued to watch the blind selection of "The Voice".

But... Maybe it's because of word-of-mouth fermentation?Or did the confidentiality work not do a good job?There are a lot of reporters outside Xiying Studio today.

Not even with hidden ones.

Just stand guard on both sides of the road.

And Xu Xin saw with his own eyes a boy with a "Voice" contestant's pass on his chest, and a middle-aged couple who were supposed to be his parents. When he walked to the door, he was stopped by the group of reporters.

He frowned, and said to Zhang Jiao who was driving:

"Pause after entering the door."

"Ok."

The commercial vehicle drove into Xiying Studio and stopped.

Xu Xin waved to the security guard in the reception room.

Seeing that it was Xu Xin, the security guard in his thirties hurried over:

"Director Xu."

Xu Xin nodded politely, and pointed out the door:
"What's the matter with these reporters?"

"I don't know, it came all of a sudden."

"The people looking for us, stop them on both sides, don't let them interfere with the players."

Hearing this, the security guard nodded quickly:

"All right! All right! Do it now!"

"Well, hard work."

Xu Xin casually took out two packs of cigarettes from the side of the car:
"Give it to the brothers."

"Ah? Oh, what a joke, why are you so embarrassed..."

"Take it."

Xu Xin forced the cigarette into his hand, then waved his hand:
"Take care of it quickly."

"Eh!"

Before the car door closed, Xu Xin saw that the security guard had returned to the house and started calling for someone with a walkie-talkie.

It was originally just a small episode.

Xu Xin just didn't want them to affect the state of the contestants in the audition.

You know, many of these contestants are ordinary people, and if this group of reporters can do normal interviews, but if they do some tricks and start talking, then the mystery of "The Voice" will be lost.

Even if everyone has been told to keep it secret.

But it is necessary to be defensive.

And following his instructions, soon, the security team in Xiying Studio began to gather at the gate.

For these journalists, the way the security team works is fairly straightforward.

We are all locals, who cares if you have interview rights?

Although this is a bit exaggerated, at any rate, Xiying Studio is the only one in Xi'an.

Let you go, you have to give face.

Of course, it still has to be implemented in a civilized manner, so as not to cause trouble to the factory.

Therefore, these people were directly divided into two teams, one team guarded the entrance of the guest house, and the other team guarded the gate.

Anyway, there is a road between the two sides.

As soon as the reporters were isolated, the contestants had no disturbances. After leaving the hostel and entering the Xiying Studio, they were never disturbed again.

And journalists are not stupid.

In the summer, I just heard some gossip. It is said that "The Voice" is doing well, and I want to see if I can come here to dig out first-hand news.

But since people here don't allow interviews, it's early in the afternoon... some reporters don't force it.

In such a hot weather, to shoot some players who God knows whether they will be selected or eliminated, it is purely seeking guilt.

Some of the more intelligent journalists have given up.

"The Voice" starts at 1 o'clock, and the contestants usually arrive at the scene around 12 o'clock to prepare.

The players ate at the hostel, but they were all still hungry.

This is the case with two local reporters from Xi'an.

Seeing that the West Film Studio did not allow interviews, they put away the cameras and planned to find a place to eat a bowl of noodles and drink a bottle of Bingfeng, and then see how the situation went in the afternoon.

There is a place to eat on Furong West Road next to Xiying Studio.

The two of them walked over there.

But as soon as they reached the intersection of Furong West Road and Xiying Road, the two of them suddenly saw a commercial vehicle coming from the side of Furong West Road.

It was nothing.

But when the car door opened, a woman with loose hair and a baseball cap got out of the car.

After getting out of the car, she turned her head and smiled and waved goodbye to the people in the car. She even waited for the car to turn around and leave before walking towards the two reporters with two shopping bags.

Through professional instinct, the two reporters felt that something was wrong.

This girl... is quite beautiful.

One of them subconsciously raised the camera in his hand and quickly took two photos.

And after he finished filming, the woman in the baseball cap on the opposite side also found out.

Then... After being stunned for a moment, the woman lowered the brim of her hat instantly, then started to cross the road, walked around with the two reporters, and then continued to walk towards Xiying Studio.

Seeing this, the reporter quickly chased after him.

But the woman's pace was not slow. When the reporters crossed the road, she was already walking towards the gate of Xiying Studio with shopping bags under the watchful eyes of the two reporters.

Then there's no way.

One of the reporters examined the photos he had taken and asked:
"This person... who is it?"

"I didn't see clearly. Anyway, it's not Yang Mi, nor Liang Bingning."

"Well……"

Hearing what his companion said, the reporter checked his own photo.

He snapped a photo with the license plate number of a commercial vehicle.

Also zoomed in a bit.

Seeing that it was Shan A's license plate, he didn't think much about it.

Attention shifted to the woman's profile.

The shot is not perfect, and it is true that I can't see anyone clearly from the profile.

Slightly sorry.

But at this moment, suddenly, a phone call came:
"Hey! Hurry to the airport! Hurry up!"

"Do you want to make a salsa? Why don't you eat lunch!"

"Liu Yifei! Liu Yifei is coming to Xi'an! Hurry up!"

The moment they heard the news, let alone eating, the two trotted all the way to their car!

Soon, relying on his familiarity with the roads in Xi'an, the old Poussin gave off surging momentum and rushed out.

……

"Junior brother, I'm leaving."

"what?"

Xu Xin, who was drinking tea in the office, had some dissatisfaction in his voice:

"I haven't eaten this meal yet, how can I just leave?"

"Haha~"

Huang Xiaoming smiled happily:

"Go back to Yanjing. The things here are over. When you come back, let's get together again. I'm going to the airport~"

"It's… okay."

Listening to Xu Xin's regretful voice, Huang Xiaoming said with a smile:

"Okay, say hello to Mimi for me and see you in Yanjing."

"OK, all right."

After hanging up the phone, Huang Xiaoming sat in the car and checked the time on his watch.

good.Although a little tight, but also in time.

At this time, his mobile phone vibrated:
"Brother Ming, a reporter just took a picture of me. You scared me to death~"

Seeing this message, Huang Xiaoming's face tightened slightly, and he quickly replied:

"It didn't block you, did it? What's going on? Where was it filmed?"

"It's not blocked, it's at the place where we got off. I went around and now I've entered the West Film Studio."

Call ~
Huang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief and replied:

"Next time I will pay attention."

"No, no, Brother Xiaoming, it's my fault, I was too careless. I'm sorry."

Seeing this message, Huang Xiaoming couldn't help showing a smile on his face:
"Haha, little fool~"

"^_^"...

The two chatted all the way, and the chat didn't stop until the commercial vehicle arrived at the airport.

Huang Xiaoming put on his hat and got out of the car.

Before getting out of the car, he deleted all the chat records between himself and Yang Ying.

According to the method of chronological order, after Yang Ying's text message interface disappeared, the penultimate "Li Fei" took the first photo.

After getting out of the car, the driving assistant quickly went around to the trunk to get the luggage.

At the same time, the people who had been waiting at the car rental company at the airport also walked over and began to process the delivery of the car.

But Huang Xiaoming didn't care about anything, took out his mask and put it on his face, while walking into the airport.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard two clicks of the shutter.

"?"

Turning his head instinctively, he saw a person holding a DSLR and shooting wildly at him.

There was a look of excitement on his face.

"..."

When did the reporters in Xi'an also start to evolve towards the Yanjing paparazzi trend?
He was speechless.

But he didn't think too much about it. After a glance, he looked away and walked into the airport.

The assistant who was pushing the box behind followed closely behind.

But what he doesn't know is...

"Are you sure you made a mistake!? It's really Huang Xiaoming!"

The two reporters who were also at the West Film Studio just now flipped through the photos in the camera at this moment, with excited expressions on their faces:
"There is absolutely nothing wrong! Look! Look! License plate!"

Pointing to the photo in the camera that was just taken at Xiying Studio.

Even if it is blurred, the license plate is still clearly visible in the digital SLR.

It is exactly the same as the license plate of the commercial vehicle that was just driven away by the car rental company!
"Huang Xiaoming... isn't he friends with Li Fei? Who is that woman?!... Private meeting!?"

"Then there's no need to ask, it must be a private meeting!"

"Haha~"

The two talked and laughed at the same time:
"Well, hurry up and ask if Huang Xiaoming broke up with Li Fei! If there is no breakup..."

"Hurry up, hurry up, ask! Then contact Fengxing! This photo will definitely sell for a good price!"

"Ok!"

……

"Hey, what's the matter?"

At the blind selection site of The Voice, Xu Xin quickly left the seat after seeing the incoming call, walked into the audience channel, and then answered the call and asked.

"Brother, Liu Yifei suddenly came to see me. I don't know what's going on... She said vaguely on the phone, she just asked me if I was in Xi'an, and when I said yes, she said she was coming to see me , already at the airport."

"Uh……"

Xu Xin was a little puzzled:

"Why did you make another surprise attack... I won't send you a message this time, making you believe her, right?"

"That's not the case... I asked Tingting to pick her up. Come back and stay with me. It just so happens that I have something I want to talk to you about."

"Okay, I'll go back now."

He is always there when his wife needs it.

After hanging up the phone, he sent a message to Wang Sicong that he was leaving first, and he directly dialed Zhang Jiao's number.

"Hello, Brother Xu."

Her movement is very small.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm watching the rehearsal of the teachers from the actor troupe."

"Well...that's all right."

Seeing Zhang Jiao "studying", Xu Xin said:

"You see."

"Is there a problem?"

"No, just tell you, I'm going out, you don't have to follow."

"Ah? No, I'll go find you now..."

"No, just wait."

Xu Xin hung up the phone directly and walked to the parking lot.

The on-site car park is just beyond the office building.And when he reached the parking lot, Zhang Jiao was already there.

Even the car started, with all four windows down and the compressor beating wildly to cool the interior.

Xu Xin was speechless for a moment:
"Didn't I tell you to continue watching?"

"You can't go to your job, or Sister Tingting will blame me again."

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless.

After getting in the car, he said:
"When the school starts in September, you will attend classes honestly, and I will also attend classes honestly. You can't delay any longer, you know?"

"……Uh-huh!"

Xu Xin didn't know whether she was sincere or just playing it off...

How did you agree so happily?

Speechless, the car drove all the way home.

After entering the door, she saw Yang Mi who was leaning on the sofa and reading "The Harem: The Legend of Zhen Huan" in her hand.

"Are you addicted to reading this book?"

Xu Xin was speechless.

"That's what I'm going to tell you."

She handed the book to Xu Xin:
"Look, I think it's quite suitable to be changed into a story script."

"...?"

Xu Xin was taken aback.

After receiving the book, he asked:

"What's this about?"

Because of the "previous record" of "The Wind", he still approves of Yang Mi's sense of adaptation.

Even when he saw the name of this book, his intuition told him that it might be a story about the intrigue in the harem.But he still asked.

as predicted……

"Gong Dou, this is about Zhen Huan's story from a silly, white and sweet queen to the queen who is the mother of the world!"

"..."

In a word, at least [-]% of Xu Xin's curiosity was blown away.

The remaining [-]% is based on respect for the story...

I haven't watched it yet, so I won't completely deny it.

With this in mind, he asked:

"That is to say... it's all a woman's play?"

"Well, I guess. There are also men...but the specific story is that the queen's concubines compete for favor, that kind of... people: Oh, my sister, your pearl necklace is so beautiful, and the emperor really spoils you~"

She obviously has a big belly, but there is a terrifying expression on this sister's face...

Unspeakable flattery.

Xu Xin was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Mi's expression suddenly changed, that flattery turned into vicious meanness:

"Behind it is: this lowly maidservant! I want her to die!"

"..."

"..."

Not to mention Xu Xin, Zhang Jiao was also taken aback.

This……

Did Miss Mi's complexion change so quickly?

But Xu Xin's head was already shaking like a rattle:

"Then I'm not interested anymore... I'm a male director, how can I shoot this kind of harem drama? How can I dig into your women's minds?... I don't understand either~"

"You don't understand, as long as the author of this book understands...Brother, let me tell you, if this novel is turned into a TV series, it will definitely look good!"

Once again, Yang Mi used the same firm and interested tone as in "The Wind":

"I even set the background. In this book, it is a fictitious "Great Zhou", the emperor's name is Xuanling... But I think it is appropriate to put it in the Qing Palace. But I don't know which emperor's period it will be in. Thinking about..."

"..."

Xu Xin really didn't know what to say.

Seeing his sister's excited look, he scratched his head.

To be honest, he is still not very interested in this drama.

He doesn't know what other people think about this kind of intrigue among women in the harem, anyway, he has a natural repulsion.

"I have so much free time, why don't I shoot Ming Dynasty affairs. The open and secret fights in the Ming Dynasty's officialdom are much more interesting than the harem."

"Can that be the same? How can a man be as cruel as a woman?"

"...???"

Xu Xin was completely speechless:
"Men are not as ruthless as women? Where did you come up with the fallacy? Don't mention anything else, do you know how many people died when Zhu Di killed Fang Xiaoru? The ten tribes of barbarians! Is there anyone in your book who is more ruthless than him?"

"Uh……"

Yang Mi was a little dumb.

but……

"We're talking about different things. You're talking about rights, I'm talking about... Let me tell you this, you read it..."

Pointing to the book "The Legend of Zhen Huan in the Harem" in Xu Xin's hand:
"You will understand how vicious a woman's mind can be. Just because of love, she can do whatever she can. In the same way, as much as the love is deep, the hate is as poisonous... Oh, it's very exciting!"

She looked full of unsatisfactory eyes.

Obviously, it was just a street stall reading material bought for five yuan yesterday.

But at this moment, it seems... like a treasure.

Xu Xin was so embarrassed that he was about to have cancer.

put the book on the table;
"If you want to make an adaptation, you can do it, but let me say first... I don't want to shoot this. I don't understand women... It's not right, either I don't understand women, or... I'm not interested in this subject matter. In other words, you want to Acting or what?"

"Don't know...but I like the story. Shall we buy it?"

"Then buy it."

Xu Xin shrugged.

It's not a big deal.

He casually said:
"You might as well just buy the novels you like together, such as "Langya Bang", the domineering president, and the one where the two men are gay...what is it called? No, You’d better not touch this kind of story. Just get something serious, and just buy it together. Anyway, you will give resources after you sign someone. If you want to take the self-made path, an excellent script must be indispensable. What’s missing. Why don’t you stock up on more at once~ Seeing your favorite novels appear on the screen should be a very happy thing, right?”

Yang Mi's eyes lit up.

Yes.

Why didn't you think of it yourself?
The stories I like are not expensive anyway.

Why not take it over and adapt it?
"Great idea!...I'll give Sister Zeng a call."

"Ah."

Xu Xin responded, and then picked up the "The Legend of Zhen Huan in the Harem" again, intending to glance at it to see what kind of story it was telling.

But just as he opened it, he suddenly remembered...

"No, didn't you say Liu Yifei was coming?"

"Yes."

Yang Mi, who was calling Zeng Jia, responded:
"It will be here in a while."

"Where did it come from?"

"Should it be Xiangjiang? I don't know, I didn't ask... Hey, Sister Zeng. Let me tell you something..."

Seeing that she started communicating with Zeng Jia, Xu Xin stopped talking.

After reading the book, the first paragraph made him frown:
"The day I first entered the palace was a very sunny day. The 12th day of the eighth lunar month in the [-]th year of Qianyuan was an auspicious day. Standing in the empty courtyard of the Forbidden City, I could see an extremely clear sky, as blue and clear as a piece of jasper. Not a single cloud, and occasionally a flock of geese flew by."

No.1 name?

His interest dropped again by three points.

Casually flipping through more than ten pages, what caught my eye was: "Huanhuan, the relationship between me and you is better than that lover who has cultivated on the same boat for thousands of years."...

Mom.

A layer of goosebumps popped directly from his neck.

Forget it.

He closed the book directly, and pointed to the back of the villa to Yang Mi who was still chatting with Zeng Jia about buying the copyright.

The backyard is his smoking area.

And after one cigarette was finished, Yang Mi's phone calls were also finished.

He was holding the mobile phone to give editor Zeng Jia the title of the book he wanted to buy the copyright for.

He yawned lazily, lay down on the sofa, turned on the TV and tuned a channel at random, and spent the time before Liu Yifei came in a half-dream and half-awake state.

Liu Yifei arrived before three o'clock in the afternoon.

Didn't bring anyone.

Didn't even take luggage.

After Xu Xin was photographed by the dazed Yang Mi, he looked at Liu Yifei who seemed to be in a strange state for some reason, and he was a little puzzled for a while:

"What's the matter?... Sit down."

Pointing to the sofa to let Liu Yifei sit down, he winked at Zhang Jiao again.

Zhang Jiao understood in seconds, and hurried to make tea and pour water.

And at this moment, Liu Yifei seemed out of his mind...not right.

Six gods without a master?

Also inappropriate.

She is more like... the state of being overturned by something.

Very strange.

He couldn't help but glance at Yang Mi.

Yang Mi was also looking at him.

Obviously, the doubts in their hearts are the same.

After the couple exchanged glances in mid-air, Yang Mi finally said:
"Yifei, what's the matter? I'm out of my mind. Did something happen?"

"..."

Liu Yifei didn't answer directly.

Instead, he pursed his lips.

Glancing at Yang Mi, then at Xu Xin, he continued:

"Mimi, Xu Xin...I want to borrow some money from you two."

"Hmm~"

For no reason, Xu Xin felt relieved.

Yang Mi felt at ease.

In the words of my own father (my father-in-law):

"If you can solve the problem with money, then it's not a waste."

Although it was a bit of a joke, it was true that when the money was mentioned, the two of them felt more at ease.

Yang Mi nodded:
"How many?"

"2000."

After Liu Yifei finished speaking, Yang Mi narrowed her eyes.

The thinking in her mind seems to have transcended a certain time at this moment. Before... her reason has not fully figured out the thoughts in her mind, an instinct has been born, which made her a second after Liu Yifei said the number. ,Nod:

"Well, yes. Shall I transfer you now?"

"..."

Liu Yifei was startled...

Now it was her turn to be dazed.

Subconsciously, she stammered and asked:
"You... why don't you ask me?"

"is it necessary?"

Yang Mi tilted her head, with a puzzled look on her face:
"You need money, he has money, I'll just lend it to you. Why ask so much?"

"Uh……"

With her attitude, Liu Yifei didn't know how to respond for a while.

For a moment, what I want to say in my mind, all thoughts, reasons, and even exchange conditions, etc., can't be said.

In this silence, she instinctively looked at Xu Xin.

Although it is a bit rude to say it, but at this moment, she actually hopes...Xu Xin can calm down, let herself tell the reason and what happened, including her own thoughts...and then make a decision...Borrow, or Do not lend yourself.

But who would have thought that when she looked at Xu Xin, Xu Xin thought she was asking for his opinion.

So nodded:
"Give me the card number."

"..."

　Ask for a monthly pass! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)