After My Ex-Boyfriend’s White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Chapter VII

When the phone rang, Xie Ning was carrying a small basket to buy vegetables at the vegetable market.

There are actually some ingredients at home, but Xie Ning remembered Zhuang Yan's picky energy, fearing that he might not think that the vegetables were fresh enough, so he went to the vegetable market during the day when nothing happened.

After he went home last night, he checked the "Change of Heart" Xia Zhuang Yan gave him. There was too little information on the Internet, not to mention that there were no CDs available in China, and not many people had them abroad.

The copy that Zhuang Yan gave him was out of print, he consciously owed Zhuang Yan, and his craftsmanship was not as good as Aunt Chen, so he could only work **** the ingredients.

The vegetable market was full of people, and Yan Xi yelled loudly on the phone for a long time, but was overwhelmed by the noisy surroundings.

Xie Ning had to squeeze out of the crowd and find a remote and quiet place before hearing Qing Yanxi's voice.

"How about living in the lakeside villa? The house is so big, will it be too lonely to live alone? It's also some distance away from the city center. Or if you still move to my house, I really can't worry about you alone."

Xie Ning was afraid that he would not be able to hear clearly, so he raised the volume: "It's a good living, I can adapt, it's quiet, it's very suitable for me to paint."

Yan Xi sighed after hearing this: "I'm more worried about you like this. I close myself up like a worldly expert. People always have to communicate with the outside world. Relatives, friends, neighbors and neighbors cannot live alone. "

Xie Ning thought for a while and comforted him: "It's not that there is no communication, there is a neighbor, kind of..."

He thought about the adjectives and said, "People are quite interesting, but they are a bit weird."

Yan Xi was surprised: "I saw the neighbor so soon? Is that person reliable? How did you meet?"

Asked again: "Why is the temper weird, is it weirder than you?"

Xie Ning smiled: "Why do you have so many questions."

Yan Xi: "I am not concerned about you."

Xie Ning confessed the matter between him and Zhuang Yan to Yan Xi in a few words. Yan Xi frowned: "So you don't even know what his name is, so you let him come and have a meal?"

Xie Ning said: "He doesn't look like a bad guy."

Yan Xi said solemnly, "No one can tell you at a glance."

Having said that, he didn't interfere with Xie Ning's friends. Xie Ning was very happy to go out and communicate with people.

Yan Xi was relieved and talked about gossip with interest: "You know, everyone has been talking about Zhuang Yan these past two days."

"Zhuang Yan?" Xie Ning blinked, "What happened to him?"

Yan Xi sighed: "It's not a short time since he returned to China. Everyone wanted to see him, but they all came home. No one has been able to make an appointment with him so far. If nothing else, this is pretty good. The big one won’t give any face."

Xie Ning said: "Maybe he is also busy?"

"Who knows." Yan Xi said gleefully. "I heard that Xu Qing also went to him. Guess what, he didn't even see him."

Xie Ning has never been harassed by Xu Qing since she moved. This meeting has already left people behind, and she was taken aback when Yan Xi mentioned it.

Yan Xi said again, "What do you mean by Xu Qing, who was still pestering you a few days ago, this will go to Zhuang Yanxian again."

Xie Ning breathed a sigh of relief: "He doesn't bother me, it's fine."

"I'm afraid he will be enthusiastic about Zhuang Yan while pestering you."

Thinking about Xu Qing's character, maybe he can really do such a thing.

Yan Xi was also reluctant to mention Xu Qing in front of Xie Ning. She was afraid that Xie Ning might be upset. He was not purely chatting this time. He started talking about business: "Last time you said you want to transfer to the original Painting, I’ve been asking about it in the past few days. The film and television market has risen sharply in recent years. Many original artists have switched careers and their salaries are much higher than that of the original game art."

Xie Ning smiled: "I didn't do it for the money."

"I know, you don't need money for anything."

Xie’s family is in the real economy. There are investments in various industries. They have a deep background. They belong to the kind of making a fortune with a dull voice. They are not well-known, but no one dares to ignore them. Father Xie loves his little grandson, so he moved to the group when he was an adult. % Of the shares are given to him, although the proportion is not much, the annual dividends can make him worry about food and clothing for a lifetime.

"Although they are all original paintings, there is still a difference between the original film and game original paintings. I am still in the game industry. The film and television really can't help you much. You can only explore it yourself." Xie Ning said a few days ago that he would transfer Yan Xi was interested in the original film and television painting, and I also heard a lot of news in this meeting.

"When you make the original game paintings, most of them stay in the office or at home to paint. The original film and television paintings are not the same. Except for the concept design in the early stage, you must follow the crew everywhere in the later stage and draw wherever you go. The salary is high. Also more tired."

Xie Ning said that he wanted to change careers, not just to talk about it, he knew all these things: "I'm not a spoiled young master, this bit of suffering can still be eaten."

Yan Xi joked: "You are not spoiled, you do not eat fireworks. The conditions of the crew are generally not very good, some have to run into the mountains, even the actors have to endure hardship, let alone the staff behind the scenes. You must be prepared in your heart."

Xie Ning really hesitated after listening.

Yan Xi said: "The problem of conditions is only the second thing. I believe you can overcome it. But the crew, staff, actors, assistants...the total mess, there are more than a hundred people. I know if I can stand it."

Xie Ning frowned and hesitated: "I am not a director, and I don't know how to deal with so many people. At most, I have a little more communication with the art team and the creative staff."

Hearing what he said, Yan Xi knew that he should have made up his mind and stopped persuading: “I can’t help you with anything else, but I have a friend who said he knew a master-level figure in the industry who worked in the film industry. He is quite accomplished in painting and can help you get in touch."

In the original painting, there are not many domestic masters who can be called masters. Xie Ning became interested and asked: "Who?"

Yan Xi said a name: "Yang Rui."

"Ms. Yang Rui?" Xie Ning would be really surprised.

Yang Rui is a hallowed figure in the original painting design. He has won many three gold medals in China as the best art director. Internationally, he also won the Silver Bear Award at the Berlin International Film Festival for his movie "Fang Hua".

In recent years, Yang Rui can't bear the body and can't follow the team, but he will also draw some conceptual designs and atmosphere pictures for the big crew.

Now he is invited to serve as an honorary professor at the Academy of Fine Arts, and several closed disciples are masters who can take on important responsibilities in each crew.

Xie Ning immediately saved his contact information, thinking about taking the time to visit in person.

Although Yan Xi was always worried that he would suffer, and managed everything like an old mother, Xie Ning really decided what he wanted to do. Yan Xi never stopped him, and instead paved the way for him everywhere.

He was even more grateful to Yan Xi. He would hold the phone and wanted to say thank you, but he felt too rusty. He just said: "Are you still busy these two days? When will you be free to have a meal?"

Yan Xi sighed, "This is not the end of the year. Although the company is not big, there are too many things to die for. There is no time to rest, so I can only listen to gossip and pastime."

Xie Ning was amused: "I'll just say where you have so many gossip about Zhuang Yan."

"That's why you blamed me." Yan Xi said he didn't say anything about it. "Zhuang Yan's business is not my gossip. He rejected too many people. It's okay to be more magnanimous and careful. They all say that he pretends to be high-end. It."

After all, the vegetable market is not a good place to talk. The two chatted for a few words and hung up the phone.

Yan Xi pondered the conversation between the two again, and suddenly felt that Mr. Blue Whale was very wrong.

He and Xie Ning only met each other. Not only did he abduct Xie Ning back home, but he could also come home to have a meal. He didn't understand Mr. Blue Whale, but Xie Ning was never a familiar temper.

He is concerned about this, but he has been so busy recently that he can only press down on the bottom of his heart first, and then observe.

On the other side, Xie Ning put the phone away and found that the name Zhuang Yan seemed to have appeared too many times in his life recently.

He had only vaguely heard from Xu Qing a few times before, and he didn't take it seriously.

However, in the past two days, he and Mr. Lan Jing were talking about Zhuang Yan's movies, and it was also Zhuang Yan who wentssiping with Yan Xi.

Xie Ning is not a person with great curiosity, but this time he is rarely interested in Zhuang Yan.

What kind of person is Zhuang Yan?

Zhuang Yan, who was remembered by the two at the same time, was not in a good mood.

He said that he was busy, not polite, but really busy.

After returning to China, he didn't plan to change the industry and continued to make movies. However, most of his original team were abroad, and few returned to China with him. This new script has not yet started, and it is in the initial stage of forming the team.

For unimportant positions, it’s better to re-recruit people in China.

The most important photographers and art directors could not find suitable candidates.

The original art director of the team was an American, and there was an aesthetic difference between Zhuang Yan and Zhuang Yan.

This time Zhuang Yan returned to China, and Zhumei happily parted ways with him.

Zhuang Yan wanted to find an art director who communicated with him.

Producer Zhao Yang knows his nitpicking problem: "Your requirements are too high. The domestic film and television industry cannot be compared with foreign countries. The process is not formal. Many art teams are different from one group, and there is a shortage of talents in this industry. Anyone with a little ability is the target of the major crews."

"Then you can't recommend anyone to come here!" Zhuang Yan read the information and read the information, "Look at this team, the main beauty still has some experience with the team, and the two assistants are looking for an original painting crash course to learn. I dared to come out to pick up the job in the last three months. What can such a person draw?!"

Zhao Yang also has a hard time saying that the salary of domestic film and television art starts at 10K, and newcomers are bolder, and a lot of people ask for 15K. Therefore, there are quite a lot of people who want to enter this industry, but there are very few who are truly capable.

As long as there is a bit of a famous art designer, you don't have to worry about not finding the crew.

However, Zhuang Yan's requirements are not generally high.

Zhao Yang had to say: "How about Zheng Jing? He opened a studio by himself, with a good team. The other level of art design will basically be set by the crew next year."

Upon hearing the name, Zhuang Yan's face turned black for the most part: "No, he is very creative, but he can't draw the essence of what I want."

Zhao Yang had to spread his hands: "Who can draw your essence? I said Director Zhuang Da, China is no better than foreign countries, and you cannot rely on your temperament."

Zhuang Yan snorted coldly: "If you don't say anything else, you can't do it in this respect."

"You have seen all the famous domestic film and television original painters. Which one suits your mind?" Zhao Yang sighed, "You can give me a personal choice. I can also try to cut Hu. I can't even touch the figure at the moment. What can I do."

What suits him?

Zhuang Yan thought of Mr. Rabbit inexplicably. The scene of the "Monologue" unexpectedly suits him, but he doesn't know which direction of art he studied.

Zhuang Yan thought about it for a while, but he was a little lost.

Zhao Yang asked again: "I really don't want Zheng Jing? I remember you were quite satisfied with him before."

Zhuang Yan came back to his senses and coldly said, "I tore it with him last time. I was so angry at the time. I said in front of him that I would be a dog if I ask him to cooperate again!"

Zhao Yang: "..." He knew that they had an unpleasant affair, but he did not expect to tear it so thoroughly.

"How about you be a dog once?" Zhao Yang asked tentatively.

Zhuang Yangao coldly refused: "No, let's put it aside when it's an improper dog. He and I really don't think so."

"All right." Zhao Yang rubbed his temples, "I'll help you see it again. Fortunately, time is not in a hurry."

Zhuang Yan pondered for a while and asked, "Is there any newcomer who is not very famous and has insufficient experience? As long as I have a solid foundation, a good drawing spirit and ideas, I can adjust and teach myself."

Zhao Yang: "You really want to embarrass me."

Zhuang Yan patted him on the shoulder: "Would you like to look for it again?"

Zhao Yang said helplessly: "I am not a professional, I can't tell if I have aura, but I can help you contact someone who has a wide network of people in film and television art, and maybe he can help you find a suitable candidate."

Zhuang Yan was curious: "Who?"

"Zheng Jing's teacher." Zhao Yang replied, "Yang Rui."

"Mr. Yang?" Zhuang Yan solemnly heard the name.

"Yes." Zhao Yang glanced at him, suddenly worried, "You have no contradiction with Yang Lao?"

Zhuang Yan was dumb for a moment: "Am I a person who has enemies everywhere?"

Zhao Yang gave him no face: "Aren't you?"

"..."

Zhuang Yan: "I am not sure about others. Mr. Yang only worked with the director in his early years. He had already retired when I started making movies. I had conflicts with his students, and he had nothing to do with him."

Zhao Yang was relieved: "That's good."

Looking at the time, Zhao Yang asked again: "Are you free tonight? A film and television company recently contacted me and said that I am interested in your new movie. If you are free, meet and chat?"

Zhuang Yan asked, "Which company?"

"Wen Xin."

In the area of ​​investors, both Zhuang Yan and Zhao Yang have a headache.

Zhuang Yan is shooting niche literary films. Large companies rarely invest in such projects. The profits are too small and small companies can't invest much.

Moreover, Zhuang Yan has always been harsh in filming, and most of the time he burns money according to his own heart regardless of the cost.

Investors should be more and more demanding. Zhuang Yan has a temper. The other film crew investors are the fathers of the funders. Whoever invests more money depends on whoever invests.

When you get to Zhuang Yan, no matter how much you vote, you still have to call him father.

For this reason, Zhuang Yanqi left many investors, and Zhao Yang was helpless. In the end, Zhuang Yan set up a famous film and television company by himself, and did not invest in other projects, specifically burning money for his movies.

Zhao Yang said: "Wen Xin hasn't produced a good work in a few years. The previous movies have been criticized by the audience as bad films. This time they are not seeking money, but only word of mouth."

Zhuang Yan thought for a while and said, "Change the time, not at night, make an appointment for noon."

Zhao Yang nodded: "That's it, I'll make another appointment with them."

After speaking, I asked casually: "Did you make an appointment at night?"

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Yan smiled like a peacock with a screen.

"Yes. I have an appointment with someone who is particularly fun."