sailing in that era

Chapter 241 The little poet-reciting master starts singing a song
When Peng Baili was chatting with the old man, he also glanced at the arrogant little poet next to him. This guy almost had an oil bottle hanging on his mouth. He was reluctant, and his heart burst into laughter. Brother Kaizi is really arrogant. what.

This guy made a big splash in the entertainment circle last year, not because of his amazing works, but because of his two marriages, which made everyone feel that he was very familiar.

He did not neglect the arrogant little master. While chatting with his father, they also exchanged a few words with each other from time to time.

"Brother Chen, I've watched every single one of your movies. It's very good."

"real?!"

"No, you don't know that there are several movies you can watch in the entertainment industry."

Poet Chen was flattered by one or two sentences, and his face was wrinkled with a smile, and the arrogance on his face became more and more intense.

Peng Baili felt secretly happy when he saw this guy like this. The poet was actually quite funny and quite innocent.

"He just can't get into the table with dog meat!" The old man glared at the poet, who quickly stopped his smile, and then he said slowly: "Little brother, we hit it off today. You see, we chatted so much, then I will directly Getting to the point."

Peng Baili looked at Father Chen's serious face and said, "Mr. Chen, just say it!"

He knew that Mr. Chen was so old, and he would not go out under any special circumstances. Looking at the poet next to him who was starting to twitch, he seemed to understand something.

Sure enough, the next words confirmed his conjecture.

The old man said with a bit of resentment: "My kid has been a fool for a few years, he is not at all practical, and he can't keep up with his classmate Xiao Zhang~"

The little poet was a little unhappy when his father said that he was not as good as his classmate Zhang, so he scratched his head and said with an annoyed look on his face.

"He was my photographer before. If it wasn't for the sake of his old classmate, he would have given him a bite to eat. He still doesn't know where he is in that corner!"

"Besides, what he shoots are all old-fashioned things. I don't even bother to comment on his movies."

"Shut up~" Mr. Chen's face immediately became ugly, "Don't keep drifting away. As a filmmaker, you must be grounded~~"

Peng Baili looked at Old Chen training the little poet like a grandson, so he pretended to be serious, but the upturned corners of his mouth betrayed his heart.

The current poets are indeed a bit far behind their old classmates. A Mou has won various awards one after another in recent years.

After Lao Chen lectured the poet for a few words, he felt that it was a bit out of place and entered the formal topic. "Haha, I heard that your company is going to shoot the movie "Farewell My Concubine". I just brought Kaizi to have a look. Do you think he is suitable?" No?"

"Brother Kai, you want to direct the tube, right? Yes, tell me what you think about this novel!"

wipe~~
The little poet stood up suddenly. At this moment, everyone looked at him, looking forward to what he could say.

He did not disappoint everyone, and said loudly: "I am so powerful that I can conquer the world, but when times are unfavorable, I can't help but I can't help myself. I can't help but I can't help myself!"

After he finished speaking, he sat down, then looked expectantly at Peng Baili and said, "How? Have I already entered the overlord's helpless state of mind? Don't worry, leave this movie to me, and I will definitely make a classic." .”

Everyone is a little dumbfounded now, this~this~is this a big move?

We had already prepared our pants, so we complimented the little poet from the perspective of appreciation. I didn’t expect how much he would praise us, but it didn’t bother us to put our pants on, after all, we were serious about licking him.I saw him looking up and saying: "Master Kai is Master Kai. He has feelings and structure. If you ask me, our country should have someone like you to give you subsidies and guide everyone on how to make movies." "

At this moment, everyone turned their eyes away from the little poet, and looked at the pants with a look of hell.

Good guy, good guy!
As expected of you!

Peng Baili was very happy to see the little poet being praised, and the pants still had a sincere face, he really dared to accept one if he dared to praise it!
Seeing this, Peng's father and Peng's mother were at a loss. It's no wonder that they didn't read much, and they didn't understand what was going on?
Why are you still reading poetry?

But this poem is really exciting~
I saw Father Peng also saying with emotion: "You young man is really amazing. In ancient times, there was Cao Cao who composed poems in seven steps, but now you just open your mouth and say it, you are much better than him!", while speaking, he also said Don’t forget to give a thumbs up!
"amazing!"

"Hahaha~" Peng Baili couldn't hold back at this time, he laughed out loud, then quickly stopped his smile, and quickly explained to his father: "Dad, don't interrupt, um, brother Kai's analysis is very reasonable, um Also very emotional~”

Uh, Ma Dan, I really can't go on!

At this time, whoever is the most embarrassed is undoubtedly Mr. Chen. He has been shown by his precious son's operation just now.

If this was at home, he would have taken out his leading crutches to perform father and son filial piety.

Afterwards, everyone was not interested in talking, and after hastily finalizing the matter, the Chen family father and son left quickly.

Peng Baili saw the murderous look in his son's eyes when Mr. Chen left, and he knew that the picture would be a bit unbearable to look at when he went back.

But the little poet didn't take it seriously, and learned that the guide tube of "Farewell My Concubine" still fell into his hands, with a winner's smile on his face.

Peng Baili is not completely assured that the poet is messing around. During the communication just now, he said that he asked the poet's father to help watch it, and gave him the title of producer. He just didn't know if the poet would fall from the altar in the future. There will be more.

"Hey, Master Peng, I'm leaving then!"

Seeing the poet and his son leaving, the trousers did not leave with them, but looked at Peng Baili expectantly.

Seeing him like this, Peng Baili said angrily, "What's the matter?"

"Hey, lord, come and help me palm my eyes, how about my script?"

"Well, it's okay, this stewardess portrays it very well~"

"Hey, isn't this the last time I went abroad to film a movie, I learned something on the plane."

……

Peng Baili watched his trousers swaying away, and thought to himself, this guy is about to take off. The movie "Never Lost My Love" was the debut film of Pants in the original time and space, and this time is no exception.

Pants wanted to ask him to write a script several times, but he was ruthlessly rejected. Let him try his best to squeeze Wang Shuo's novels. The two are currently a perfect match.

To be honest, Pants’ current director skills are still very poor, and it’s not as simple as only being able to shoot comedies when he was not recognized by the film industry.

(End of this chapter)