Feed the tiger with her

The plan to visit the special effects factory was put on the next day, Sunday.

Knowing that Jian Zhiyan didn't have a car, Lu Yin arranged for his own driver to pick her up. When he arrived at the suburban industrial park, the staff had just sent away the N wave of media.

This project is Zhongjun's big project this year. It has been warmed up online and offline for a long time. When it was unveiled yesterday, it was full of praise.

During Jian Zhiyan's journey, four out of ten news articles were about him.

A tall silver building is right in front of you. The silver-roofed Maybach stops slowly. The driver opens the door for Jian Zhiyan. There are people waiting outside.

"Mr. Lu had an interview today, and he couldn't leave, so he asked me to be a tour guide. Ms. Jian can just call me chubby."

Jian Zhiyan looked around, and everyone looked in a hurry. From this, one could imagine Lu Yin's busyness. Of course, Jian Zhiyan didn't care about him, and even felt that he had a tour guide, which was regarded as an important consideration for her.

"Then trouble you."

The visit started from the equipment room, Xiaopang explained all the way, orbiting high-speed cameras, large graphics processors, and many expensive equipment, which made him froth.

Come to the editing room.

Xiaopang began to introduce the resolution of the film again, "The finished film we produce here can achieve 8K in the true sense, which is 16 times that of ordinary Blu-ray."

"It's not like many video sites nowadays, claiming 1080P, but actually using 1080i as an impostor. Tell me, 1080P is going to be outdated, and this is worth bragging about."

"Oh yes, Miss Jane, you know what 1080i is, right?"

"Interlaced scan."

Jian Zhiyan was looking down at the console, and answered casually, "1080i is an interlaced scan in the vertical direction of the screen, and 1080P is a progressive scan."

Xiaopang opened his mouth, showing a trace of surprise, not because of how difficult this question is, but because beauties should not be good at this kind of question.

He looked at it secretly in his heart, and suddenly came to a certain conclusion.

The last stop is Green Screen Studios.

From the dome, to the walls, to the ground, there is a green screen with no dead ends. This is the place to shoot cliff scenes and jumping off buildings.

Xiaopang suggested to go up and have a look, "It's five stories high, dare you?"

Jian Zhiyan smiled: "Why not?"

The simple elevator goes up slowly. Only the floor of the car is a piece of thick glass, and the surrounding guardrails are connected by steel bars. There is no problem with safety, but it does not mean that the legs are not weak when standing on it.

Jian Zhiyan was a little afraid of heights. When the elevator came to a complete stop and opened the door, she realized that it was reasonable for Xiaopang to suspect that she didn't dare, because standing here was really like standing on a cliff with no shelter around. Only the blower was overhead, blowing loudly.

The chicness of flying around in Xianxia dramas all came from this way.

Jian Zhi smiled wryly, standing on the edge of the elevator, her legs seemed to be full of lead, but out of professional love, she still grabbed the railing, stepped down with all her strength, and stood on a high platform tens of meters high.

At the end of the visit, Xiao Pang handed over his mobile phone, "Miss Jian, you are beautiful and handsome, let's exchange WeChat."

Jian Zhiyan also felt that the two had a good match, so she readily scanned the QR code to add people.

When they passed, Xiaopang finally couldn't bear it and asked her, "Miss Jian, you have such excellent conditions, are you the next big star our boss wants to promote?"

Jian Zhiyan asked back: "Does your boss often praise female stars?"

"Uh..." Xiaopang was embarrassed for a moment, "No, no, the artists in our company are all based on performance to feed resources. The boss only focuses on projects and rarely cares about the affairs of the people below."

Xiaopang probably regarded himself as Lu Yin's lover, so he changed his words so quickly.

Jian Zhiyan said without showing any traces, "My brother and Mr. Lu are friends, and they knew that I was interested in the film industry, so they asked me to come and see."

"Oh! Oh! It turns out that Ms. Jian and Mr. Lu are family friends." Then there is nothing to eat.

Xiaopang breathed a sigh of relief, reopened the chat box, and introduced industry trends.

The end of the tour was the studio next door, where Lu Yin was doing interviews, Xiaopang sent Jian Zhiyan there, and left.

Lu Yin was surrounded in the middle of the studio, he was in the light, Jian Zhiyan was in the dark, he didn't see her at first, Jian Zhiyan was not in a hurry, found a small stool, sat by the wall, and watched him work.

The hostess was asking a question. Lu Yin looked at her, probably because he wanted to be on camera. His eyes were very gentle, which was different from the usual seductive and cold eyes.

This undoubtedly aggravated the tension of the host. She was sitting with her legs tightly together and a stiff posture.

On the other hand, Lu Yin was much more casual, with an iron gray shirt collar unbuttoned, and his elbow resting on the armrest of the sofa. When he spoke, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes swept across the audience. Then a meal.

When he saw Jian Zhiyan, he raised his lips slightly. This expression made Jian Zhiyan sit up straight unconsciously, but before she could respond, Lu Yin's eyes turned back again.

Facing the camera, he said, "...the film industry is a derivative of modern industry, and at the same time, it is closely integrated with the current public aesthetics...

Five minutes later, during the intermission, Lu Yin left the staff on the stage and walked down. While walking, he also took off the microphone on his collar and handed it to the staff.

Jian Zhiyan stood up and faced him, and at the same time remembered the report she had read before.

The media gave Lu Yin a very high evaluation. Various labels, such as film industry leader, entertainment ace investor, and so on, were all attached to Lu Yin.

At this moment, Jian Zhiyan suddenly understood what was covered in just four words with a prominent status.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Lu Yin walked over.

"No, I just came from the studio next door." Jian Zhiyan said, "The guide's explanation is very interesting. I learned a lot all morning, and I would like to thank Mr. Lu for his arrangement."

Lu Yin smiled: "Dinning together at noon?"

Jian Zhiyan didn't want to refuse at first, but she tilted her head and looked behind Lu Yin. A lot of people were waiting for him, and there were staff members poking around at the door waiting to report, so she asked him.

"Are you sure you can go away?"

Lu Yin turned his head, took a look, and laughed, "It seems a bit difficult."

"Next time."

Jian Zhiyan is not a pestering girl, let alone with Lu Yin, they just ended their tit-for-tat confrontation, and immediately switched to the painting style of being sworn brothers in Taoyuan, which is obviously not appropriate.

"Mr. Lu is busy, I'll go back first."

"I'll ask the driver to take you."

The car drove out from the industrial park, and Jian Zhiyan sat on the back seat, feeling relieved.

The driver's phone rang halfway, because he was driving, and he directly played via Bluetooth.

The other party should be someone like a secretary, and informed the driver, "Mr. Lu's flight in the afternoon has already arranged the route. It will take off at four o'clock. Just arrive half an hour earlier."

Driver: "I see."

Secretary: "Where are you now?"

Driver: "I will help Mr. Lu send a friend, and return to the industrial park before two o'clock, don't worry, there will be no delay."

The phone was hung up, and the car was quiet.

The scenery outside the car window quickly reversed, as if the fast-forward button had been pressed in this city, with a sea of ​​people and traffic, busy.

Especially the bosses in high positions, being busy is more normal than eating three meals a day.

This also reminded Jian Zhiyan of the night before yesterday.

Lu Yin sent a driver. After dealing with Zhou Chenchen, why did he come in person? He could just send her a text message to tell her, why bother to come in the rain at night.

Afterwards, he stayed by her bedside for another night, and was willing to give her time, which seemed quite extravagant to the busy Lu Yin.

But what is the purpose behind this, is it really to take care of my friend's sister?
The corners of Jian Zhiyan's mouth curled up, and there was a gleam of interest in her eyes. Although she was drunk that night, Lu Yin held a black umbrella, slammed his footsteps, and walked from the light. She had to admit that the old man was still a bit handsome of.