I make a thriller, it's God chasing and feeding

Chapter 300 [Optimal Solution]

In the early morning, the young couple started their morning jog again, just like they did a few months ago before filming The Grudge 2.

Although they have been separated for a while, the habits they have developed have not changed.

After finishing their morning run, they had breakfast together and then went to work together.

However, although the two of them traveled the same way, they had to separate when they arrived at the place. Zhang Xueming had to go to Guangying to work, and Lu Zhengyi also had to go to Mei Li Mao Studio.

After all, although the two companies are close to each other, just the distance from the next building, they are two different office locations after all.

"Let's have lunch together."

But before leaving, Zhang Xueming sat in the driver's seat, rolled down the window, and suggested, "The company cafeteria has recently introduced new dishes, which you have never tried."

"Row."

Lu Zhengyi stood next to the car and nodded, "I'll finish at about eleven o'clock, and I'll send you a message then."

"it is good."

Zhang Xueming replied, just about to drive the car to the underground garage of Guangying, but as soon as he put his hands on the steering wheel, he said through the car window, "By the way, do you want to call the people from your studio too?"

Light and Shadow is originally a large-scale company, with leisure rooms, canteens, lounges...

As for Mei Tan Studio, there is only a working space.

Although the two companies are said to be related by marriage, employees from both sides rarely visit or interact with each other. Basically, they only have the opportunity to visit each other's companies when handing over projects.

"Them? No need, they may not like to eat in the canteen." Lu Zhengyi thought for a moment, "Although we don't have a canteen, we also provide meal supplements. Ordering takeout is so easy, you can eat whatever you want, and the company will reimburse you anyway."

Instead of eating the same dishes in the canteen, order takeout, fried chicken burgers, pasta pizza, spicy hotpot, snail noodles...

Oh, you can't eat snail noodles in the company.

But wouldn't it be better if they could choose what they like to eat?

"let it go."

Zhang Xueming felt a little regretful and finally put her hands on the steering wheel, "I'm leaving now. See you at noon."

"See you at noon, but regarding what you said yesterday, I think... we still have to go home and discuss it with a few old people." Lu Zhengyi was just about to leave, but before he turned around, he seemed to remember something.

Fortunately, Zhang Xueming did not release the handbrake, "We have to discuss it."

……

"Didn't you see that Ayi was looking so disgusting downstairs just now? Oops, you didn't even notice."

"Aren't these two already married? They both live together. Why are they chatting downstairs in the company for so long?"

"It's not that a breakup is better than a wedding. We didn't talk enough at home and kept talking about work."

"I can't tell that someone like Director Lu is so tender."

"Isn't that right? He is rich, good-looking, and can take care of people... There are many fans of him on the Internet now. Remember, they are fans of Director Lu himself, not fans of any other works."

……

Lu Zhengyi was late for more than half an hour before he slowly came to Mei Civet Cat's studio.

Before he could enter, he heard a group of people gossiping in the office.

And it's not just Xu Feng and others from the crew, there are also some who stay in the office regularly. Zhang Yuming and other actors' agents, assistants, and operators are also discussing indiscriminately.

Thinking about it, some of them who stood downstairs for a short while saw it and spread it to the office.

"That's alright, I just stood there for a while."

Lu Zhengyi walked into the office, clapped his hands helplessly and reminded, "It's time to work."

"Brother, it's been more than half an hour, how long does it take?"

After all, Xu Feng has been a friend since childhood, and I have always been bolder in talking to him.

When others listened to his reminder and began to laugh and work, he came over and whispered back.

"Has it been that long?"

Lu Zhengyi looked at the time in surprise. Oh, half an hour had passed.

But there is nothing that can be done, mainly because Zhang Xueming is different from before.

In the past, although marriage was mentioned first, in all kinds of contacts afterwards, Lu Zhengyi was more proactive and she was more passive.

But now it's the other way around.

Zhang Xueming began to take the initiative, but Lu Zhengyi felt that she could not always perform a one-man show by herself.

You said something, I said something, and it lasted for so long.

He was downstairs just now, and he didn't seem to notice that much time had passed.

"Okay, I know you two have a good relationship, but you lose track of time when talking." Xu Feng patted his shoulder and pushed him forward, "Let's go, it's time to talk about the post-production work of The Grudge 2. Private matters are private matters, it’s working time now, you, the boss, don’t take the lead in fishing at work.”

Lu Zhengyi didn't resist hard, he just pushed him away.

However, when passing by the tea room, he quickly signaled to stop, "Wait a minute, let me pour you a cup of tea first."

"You're getting better and better. You were on the set before, and you even brought a small teapot." Xu Feng looked at him, "Are you getting married or getting older? Are you like this? Didn't you always like to drink drinks? .”

"It's not that I like it."

Lu Zhengyi made himself a cup of bagged black tea and replied with a smile, "I talk too much, so I have to drink something to soothe my throat. This drink is too sweet and inappropriate. This plain water has no taste. Yes. It’s just right for drinking tea, it’s tasty, but you won’t feel tired.”

"I don't understand, it's so painful."

Xu Feng doesn't like drinking tea. Especially in summer, wouldn't it be nice to have a delicious cold drink?

But after all, it was more than half an hour late, so Lu Zhengyi didn't bother much. After filling the tea cup with hot water, he entered the editing room.

Inside, Xu Feng, Bai Wei, Wang Xiaoxu... are already waiting.

"Then..."

Xu Feng is preparing to announce the start of post-production discussions.

But Lu Zhengyi put down the tea cup and waved his hand, "Wait a minute."

With that said, he went straight to the corner of the room.

There was a large glass display case placed there, but it seemed empty inside. Only two grids were filled. One of them was Lu Zhengyi's trophy for the Newcomer Director Award, and the other was a large iron box.

Originally, this showcase, as a place to display some honors of the crew, should be placed outside for people to appreciate.

But considering the special nature of the crew, Lu Zhengyi moved this cabinet to the editing room.

"I remember that it seemed like..."

Xu Feng and others watched Lu Zhengyi walk to the glass display cabinet and take out the big iron box inside. They were a little confused at first, and then their faces became serious as if they remembered something.

Lu Zhengyi put the big iron box on the table and opened it in front of them.

Inside, there was only an iron nameplate lying there empty.

The three words 'Liang Meijuan' are clearly engraved on the nameplate.

Under the gazes of several people, Lu Zhengyi took out another nameplate from his pocket and put it in. The nameplate had the word 'Zhang Yu' engraved on it.

This is a work nameplate that everyone on the crew must wear when working.

After leaving the crew, Lu Zhengyi naturally wanted to be recycled.

As for the amulets given to employees by the crew, he did not take them back and regarded them as gifts for his family.

"Okay, we can start."

After Lu Zhengyi put the nameplate in, he covered the big iron box and put it back in the glass cabinet.

But when he turned around, he found that everyone was a little silent. "Am I inappropriate to take this out at this time?"

Lu Zhengyi looked at them, "Next time... I'll find a time when no one is around."

"Do you still want a next time?" Xu Feng's whole body became cold and his face was full of horror. "What do you mean? You kid doesn't know anything. For example, one of us is about to lie down."

Teacher Liang's time, she was a dead person, and everyone would feel sorry for her when she left.

But Zhang Yu is different, he is alive, a living person.

Although it is said that dying of illness in his sixties is not a special event in this era.

But after he left, the atmosphere on the set became a little strange.

If most people weren't living a good life, without illness or disaster, they would all think that if they were filming this kind of film, these things would have an impact on people's luck if they were exposed to the right things.

After all, this thing has had a negative impression since ancient times.

"Yes, I see something."

Lu Zhengyi looked at their horrified looks and replied helplessly, "I saw that a hundred years later, everyone will be dead."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Xu Feng rolled his eyes, "But if there is such a chance, I can leave something here, it is actually quite good, at least it proves that it existed."

"You cultivators don't know how long you can live. You will definitely live longer than me."

"When the time comes, if I leave, you have to mention my name in front of others so that I can live a few more years in another way."

After saying these words, everyone else present had their own emotions, but their expressions softened.

Thinking about it this way, it seems... not bad.

"Okay, stop being poor."

Lu Zhengyi waved his hand, "Let's start quickly. This time, the later stages of The Grudge 2 will actually follow the style of the first part..."

With Xu Feng interrupting, there was no need for him to ease the atmosphere.

……

……

The meeting, which lasted several hours, ended quickly.

After having lunch with Zhang Xueming, Lu Zhengyi just wanted to walk back to the company, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he didn't need to.

With Xu Feng's current ability, he is fully capable of making post-production decisions.

Therefore, Lu Zhengyi hardly needs to give any advice.

If you really have any opinions, we will make suggestions for adjustments based on the actual effects after the film is released.

And this also made it seem like there was nothing he could do.

Lu Zhengyi stood by the elevator of Light and Shadow Media, stunned.

Xu Feng is watching over the post-production side. He doesn't need to go to the studio every day, he just needs to wait for a completed film.

In the past, he was quite busy after filming, post-production, review and release of the film.

In addition to watching the post-production process, I also occasionally visit Liang Le, Zhang Yu, and some people from the crew for various things.

But this time after the filming of The Grudge 2 ended, Lu Zhengyi seemed to have nothing left to do.

Liang Le is in college and is considered an adult, so he doesn't need him as a guardian.

As for Zhang Yu, he passed away.

This time, he seemed to be at ease.

No, that's not right.

Suddenly, Lu Zhengyi remembered what his wife said last night.

In fact, there are still some things.

He pressed the elevator, left the company, and walked toward the nearby park alone.

child.

Even with his experience, this is not an easy topic.

This is the first time in this life.

At this stage, he is no longer as experienced as he was before in terms of how he should be a husband and how he should be a father.

He is also troubled by how to coordinate work and life.

Before the marriage, both he and Zhang Xueming emphasized that they could not live without life after marriage, and both parties were working hard.

But even so, the nature of my job means that as soon as I start working, I have to be away for several months.

Zhang Xueming, on the other hand, gradually began to break away from the workaholic state. He no longer worked overtime at night and could go home early to rest.

She kept her pre-marriage agreement.

On the contrary, she failed to achieve her goal. Whenever she went home at night when filming, she would always stay at home alone.

Now that I have not reached my goal, if my wife has a child, after the child is born, after the child grows up... can I really coordinate work and life as I want in my heart?

Lu Zhengyi was walking on the road and began to think deeply after a long absence.

But when he encounters a problem, he would rather face it, adapt to it, and think about it than trying to escape and tell his wife, "Just wait a few years and have children later."

When your own life encounters difficulties, the lives of others are of great reference value.

Probably because of the summer, there were not many people in the park.

Lu Zhengyi found a bench and sat down, then quietly watched the lives of other people in the park.

Today is not a holiday. In addition to the elderly, most of the people who can come to the park at this time are parents with children.

He didn't come forward to ask, didn't talk to me, or did any questionnaire.

Lu Zhengyi simply sat aside and watched other people's lives.

Time passed little by little, from noon to afternoon.

When the sunshine faded away from its harshness, the number of people in the park slowly began to increase.

All kinds of sounds entered his ears.

There are people walking dogs, flying kites, playing badminton...

Everyone was doing various things. There were a lot of people. Even the benches were full of people. Some people couldn't find a seat, so they just took a piece of cloth, a plastic bag, a big newspaper... and spread it on the lawn. Come on, just sit like this.

Each of them naturally ignored the bench where there was only one person sitting in the middle and both sides were empty.

What's more, he ignored the people sitting on the bench.

Lu Zhengyi used to like to think like this.

He has seen a person go from having nothing to being rich, he has seen two people go from knowing each other when they were young to leaving hand in hand when they are old, he has seen cowardly civilians raise their fists to hit people in high positions. …

Even as a bystander, a dead person, looking at the life of a living person, he can feel a lot of things.

But the more he thought, understood, and accepted, the more his emotions slowly disappeared.

Is it numbness or habit?

Lu Zhengyi didn't know it clearly, but he had indeed disappeared.

But in this state, he can always think of some optimal solutions to problems.

(End of this chapter)