I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

  Chapter 121 119. Thugs in suits

   "Ahhhhh! Brother, you are so handsome! You are so handsome!!"

  This is the message Xu Xin received at the end of the morning symposium:

   "It's so handsome! It's so handsome!! Ah! I like it so much! It feels so good!! I like it so much!"

   This is the second message.

  The third message is more straightforward;

"ah!!"

   Oh, this melon girl.

  Leng is acting as if he has never seen the world.

  Stomping proudly, Xu Xin replied:

   "Want to watch it? Come and watch it tonight!"

   After sending, before his girlfriend could reply, Chen Weiya shouted:

   "Xiao Xu, let's go, I'll take your car... Let's go back to the meeting."

"Oh well."

  …

  Zhang Yimou seemed to be inspired by the words of a certain representative in the morning, and the creative meeting in the afternoon was held for nearly three hours.

  But there is really nothing to say about this creative meeting.

   Every meeting is actually very painful.

for example.

  One hour, in the first ten minutes of the meeting, a certain director explained his ideas.

   In the second ten minutes, everyone discusses together.

  The third ten minutes begins... There may be a long silence.

   There is nothing in the entire meeting room except for people smoking and frowning.

   Even in the words of Wei Lanfang:

   "The cigarettes we smoke after a meeting can smoke a piece of bacon in the south.

  In the smoke and fire, whether the idea is overthrown, or the integration of this idea finds shortcomings, trying to extend other ideas.

  In short, most of the meeting time is actually a tormenting tug-of-war.

   Until after 5 pm.

  Everyone get off work.

   A group of people left.

  Xu Xin didn't leave, because Zhang Yimou took him to talk about something.

  He didn't know what Director Zhang wanted to talk to him about, so he just came to the small office that belonged to Director Zhang with two meals.

   "Director Zhang, the meal is here."

"Um…"

  Zhang Yimou agreed.

  Continues to stare at the large blackboard behind his desk.

   There are still traces of ideas that have been overthrown on the blackboard.

  For example, the design of the five-ring drum.

  Zhang Yimou believes that these things are actually a source of inspiration, so he has always been responsible for this blackboard. Even if something needs to be erased, he will record it in advance.

   After staring at it for a while, perhaps smelling the aroma of oily noodles, he turned his head away.

   asked in surprise:

   "Oil-splashed noodles?"

"yes."

   After Xu Xin helped him stir a bowl with serving chopsticks, he pushed it to his table and continued to stir his own bowl:

"Today, the cafeteria changed shifts and a group of chefs changed. When I went there, the noodles were rolled out and eaten right away. Then the chef also knew that some of us left late, and said that tonight's supper is Smell noodles, the scorpion is in the steamer."

   In order to ensure the food for the creative group, the country specially sent chefs in batches.

  This kind of treatment is absolutely acceptable now.

   Perfectly ensured the logistical work of all the creative team members, and the chef’s late-night supper even made Chen Weiya gain another five or six catties...

   And Zhang Yimou also seemed to have an appetite. After sitting down, he glanced at the half head of garlic in Xu Xin's tray, and said:

   "Give me two cloves of garlic."

   "Let me pick it up for you."

  Sitting opposite Director Zhang, Xu Xin skillfully twisted a garlic clove.

   Such garlic is easy to peel.

   Zhang Yimou suddenly said:

   "Before today's meeting, the big leader and we were chatting in the car, and I asked about the torch."

   "..."

  Xu Xin gave a hand.

   subconsciously raised his head.

   Director Zhang waved his hand:

   "There is no result yet, I asked about the follow-up process."

"Well…"

  Inevitably, a look of apprehension and disappointment appeared in Xu Xin's eyes.

  He thought the result had come out.

  Thinking about dying early and being happy...

   Then Zhang Yimou continued to say:

   "Xiao Xu, do you want to be famous?"

"…ah?"

  Xu Xin was a little stunned, or didn't understand why Director Zhang asked such a question suddenly.

  But Zhang Yimou did not explain, but continued to ask:

   "Think?"

"Well…"

   After calming down a little, Xu Xin had a few quick thoughts in his mind, thinking about why Director Zhang would suddenly ask this question.

   Want to make yourself famous?

Or…

   There was about two seconds of silence, and he shook his head directly, looking very straightforward:

"In no mood."

   "..."

   Now it's Zhang Yimou's turn to be dazed:

"In no mood???"

  He looks extremely puzzled:

   "Why not?"

   "I find it troublesome."

  In the time of speaking, three cloves of garlic had already been peeled off. Xu Xin gradually realized that his answer seemed to be what Director Zhang wanted. Xu Xin got up, put the garlic on Zhang Yimou's dinner plate, and then continued:

"This time when I was filming in Hengdian, I saw Jay Lun walking around like a thief. I couldn't wait to put the mask on my face from the left to the right. I felt that it was too tiring. Or like you, go Wherever I go, I have to be careful about movie fans and audiences... I don't really want to be famous. But fortunately, I am a director, not like an actor, and I am so recognizable, so maybe this kind of trouble will not be too serious in the future... You ask What is this for?"

"Well…"

  Zhang Yimou looked stunned, and then showed a helpless look:

   "It seems that I am thinking too much."

"…What's the meaning?"

"Today I was chatting with the big leader. Although the leader didn't say anything, he asked me, if your torch design can really be selected, what are we going to do with it. I heard what the leader said... Anyway, now I guess the leader wants to make a good start. After all... the creative effect has not yet come out, but the torch is also a thing that everyone is looking forward to. And I was thinking at the time, how can you Push it out..."

  Xu Xin blinked subconsciously, thinking, did I get it wrong?

   I became dull for a while, and finally said something belatedly:

   "Push me out...for what?"

   "Help you become famous."

   "..."

  Looking at Xu Xin's speechless gaze, Zhang Yimou shook his head again:

   "Then it seems that I'm thinking too much..."

   "You think I'm a director... just to be famous?"

"It's not just for the sake of being famous, but because I want to be famous. But in fact, I'm also afraid that you will get too much unnecessary exposure... people will have a swollen heart. And now that you are here with me, I can help you Point to note. In this circle, once they become famous, they are exhilarated by others, but there are too many people who suddenly fell to their deaths... My original intention is this. To be famous as early as possible, to be famous early, to settle down early. But I didn’t expect you…"

   Throwing a garlic clove into his mouth, Zhang Yimou shook his head helplessly while blushing:

   "I think too much... really don't want to be famous?"

  He asked again.

  But this time Xu Xin shook his head much more firmly.

  Because he has produced it, even though Director Zhang’s answer is “I want to be famous”, the correct answer is actually “I don’t want to”.

   replied directly:

"I don't want to...Director Zhang, let me tell you the truth. I like to make movies and so on...I'm not kidding when I often say to you that it's a big deal to go home and inherit the family business. Because my father's The original intention was that I would go back to Shenmu after finishing college and inherit the family business with my brother. Later...my dad let go after seeing the things I took, meaning that if I really like it...then stay in this business Right. So I’m not saying that I have to make a lot of money to make a movie, or win an award or something. I don’t have that idea... I just like it. And…”

   Speaking of this, he hesitated.

  Measuring the size of what I want to say next.

  But Zhang Yimou asked:

"What?"

   "Actually, before going out this time, I wanted to be famous."

   "Then why did you change it?"

"Because I saw Jay Lun... We went out for a drink a few days ago, so Xuan was recognized by his fans. After that, neither of us had anything to eat, so we ran away right away... It seemed that we didn't finish shooting until one o'clock in the morning. The two were really hungry. In the end, I had no choice but to ask Dani to take the food to the car to eat. At that time, I was thinking... If I live this kind of life of hiding from XZ every day, I will probably go crazy.

  So I don’t want to be famous so much... Actually, I think, the best way to be famous is for people in the circle to hear my name and know that I am very powerful. When the audience heard that I made a movie, they thought that the things I made must be good-looking, and they would buy tickets. But even if I walked beside them, they would not recognize me. I think this way is the best~ like you, like Jay Lun, I really feel very tired..."

  Hearing Xu Xin's words, Zhang Yimou glanced at him quite unexpectedly, and nodded unconsciously:

"This is indeed the most ideal way for a director to become famous. It's a pity...it's just an idealization. But it's already rare for you to have this kind of thought... After all, not everyone is like you. desire, right?"

   "... less desire?"

  Hearing this statement for the first time, Xu Xin was full of doubts:

   "What desire?"

  "The desire for money, or one of the "desires" in Buddhism. This is very important~"

  Throwing the third clove of garlic into his mouth, Zhang Yimou waved his hand and rejected the new garlic that Xu Xin handed over.

  He ate noodles very fast, and in just a short while, a bowl had already bottomed out.

"Everyone is actually doing it to make money...Of course, it's not that there are people with good family conditions who enter this industry. But what they pursue is fame, understand? Those who have no money want to make money. Those who have money want fame ...Isn't that what a person is all about in his life. Alcohol, sex, wealth, and anger are inseparable, but you are born to pursue less than others, so just focus on this, you have a lot of advantages over others. And if you If I can maintain this kind of thinking, I will shoot my own thoughts...Of course, I must also admit that your "willfulness" actually has disadvantages. But for now, the advantages definitely outweigh the disadvantages. Understand?"

  Hearing this, Xu Xin nodded slightly:

   "I can understand most of them, but I don't think I am as good as you said... There are many people who are richer than my family."

   "What about those poorer than your family?"

"Well…"

   "Right? As a human being, there is always more than enough and more than what is below. Blindly pursuing high desires is not necessarily a good thing..."

   While speaking, he had already cleaned the last piece of bald dough in the bowl.

  Wiped his mouth with a paper towel, held a teacup and said to Xu Xin unhurriedly:

"That's what I thought this morning. If you want to be famous, our team will give you a push to let everyone know, oh, the torch was designed by the people in the opening ceremony team. There are such talents~ Sometimes flowers and applause come over... We old guys can still look at you and help you restrain your thoughts. But now look..."

   "No need."

   Before he could say anything, Xu Xin shook his head directly:

   "Director Zhang, I actually like what the leader said today."

   "Which sentence?"

  “Whether it is the opening ceremony or the Olympic Games, we need to be closely united with the masses at all times.”

  Xu Xin shook his head slightly:

"It's the same on my side... You want to say whether I want the torch to adopt my design now? I definitely want to. But my obsession...or desire is not about being famous or something. When I think of this in my mind, I will It’s all four words: Guangzong Yaozu. To tell you the truth, even my father doesn’t know what I’m doing.”

   "...?"

   Now, Zhang Yimou was really stunned:

   "Didn't tell the family? Why?"

"Because I'm thinking of telling him when the dust settles. If it's not chosen...I won't let my dad tell anyone, I just need to let my dad know that his son is not messing around here, but with Under you, Director Zhang, and Director Chen, they are learning things and growing their ability. And my ability has made my design enter the top three...My dad must be very happy to hear it."

   "What if you are selected?"

"Choose?... At the end of this year, I will go home. You can see, which road from our village to the county will be paved with red silk, and then from the time I get off the tollgate of the expressway, I will get off Start playing the drums! Then the convoy had to protect me all the way to the entrance of our village, change horses, put a big red hydrangea on my body, wear a flower feather on my head, welcome me all the way to the gate of the ancestral ancestral hall..."

   "Good guy..."

  Even Zhang Yimou was shocked:

   "So grand?"

"That's for sure! Our family's ancestors...in fact, there has never been a particularly powerful person. It seems that the biggest official is a county magistrate, right? So I am definitely qualified for this kind of thing! This year our family Only during Chinese New Year gatherings, you can definitely sit at the table closest to the ancestral tablet!"

  When Xu Xin was speaking, it seemed that he had already seen that scene in his eyes...

   Eyes are red at once...

  Zhang Yimou said that it would excite the child.

"So, Director Zhang, I don't care if I'm famous or not. I don't care if you know me or not. But as long as I can show my face in front of my ancestors, add a line next to my name in the genealogy, such as The words "Designer of the Yanjing Olympic Torch"...then my life is worth it! As for the others, there is no need."

  Looking at the young man whose eyes were still red.

  Zhang Yimou did not comment on the child's obsession with Guangzong Yaozu.

   This thing needs no judgment either.

  Everything they do is to show their faces in front of their ancestors.

   There is nothing wrong with putting this anywhere.

  In a big family, who doesn't have this idea? Whether some wealthy businessmen or overseas Chinese, why do they come back to renovate ancestral halls, build roads for their hometowns, or something when they have money?

   You said to benefit the folks? improve life?

   Of course, there must be considerations in this regard. But more, isn't it just like this child, honoring his ancestors?

  As the old saying goes, if you don’t return to your hometown after being rich, it’s like walking in brocade clothes at night.

   Isn’t that the truth?

   But because of the young man's extremely sober mind, a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes again:

"I understand when you say that... Then calm down. I guess it will be next week at the most, and the results will definitely come out next week. Be patient and wait and see... You must also maintain a mentality that is neither arrogant nor discouraged in victory, understand? ?”

"understood!"

  Xu Xin responded and speeded up eating the noodles.

  Zhang Yimou didn't say anything, he rinsed his mouth with a teacup, and the look of satisfaction in his eyes grew stronger.

   It's rare... such a sober child.

  He is over fifty years old and has reached the age of knowing his destiny. After experiencing many ups and downs in the secular world, he sees far more soberly than some people.

  Perhaps in the eyes of some people, becoming famous at a young age is more important than anything else.

   Indeed the same can be said.

  But only people of his age will actually understand... When the fame is at its peak, the reputation is extremely negative... What is it that depends on if you want to make further progress.

  When you are young, everyone has the courage of the ten thousand households in the dung, but you don’t realize until you are old...In this era, those invisible qualifications and the impression of modesty and restraint left on others can bring you much benefit.

   Rare.

   This kid thinks so clearly.

   Sure enough, I saw the right person.

   Just a little younger.

  Let’s save up first, enough qualifications, reputation, experience... I’m talking.

   and learn it.

  …

  After wearing suits and leather shoes for a day, the most uncomfortable thing is the feet.

   This is Xu Xin's most intuitive feeling.

  When he got home at night, he planned to put a pair of soft-soled shoes in the car before the car was parked.

   Avoid this situation in the future.

   Pushing open the door and entering the house, he immediately saw the girl standing at the door of the living room smiling at him with bright eyes.

   Then as soon as he closed the door, the sisters said:

   "You put your suit on first..."

  Because of the hot weather, he didn't wear it directly, but held it in his hand.

  Even the tie was taken off.

  Hearing this, Xu Xin was not hypocritical, put the bag in his hand aside first, and put on a suit that was a bit covered, and asked while buttoning up:

   "Do you want a tie?"

   "No, no, don't button it, and then you do that with your tie~"

  She walked over and began to gesture.

"…how to do?"

   "The kind that hangs on the collar."

"Well…"

  Following her general description, Xu Xin put the tie directly around his neck, stuck it into the collar of his shirt, and asked:

"so?"

  Under the rigorous and slightly rigid suit, in front of the white shirt, the casually draped tie added a three-point unruly vitality to the rigidity.

  Adding Xu Xin's round and short hair, it looks like he just came out of the cell.

  Suddenly, a mix-and-match style of "social person" mixed with "British gentleman" came to the face.

   And the girl blushed after seeing it...

"elder brother…"

  Can't help but walk to Xu Xin, she looks up and down her boyfriend's appearance...

  After thinking about it, she said in a somewhat expectant and timid tone:

   "Light a cigarette~"

   "..."

  Although she didn't know what image she wanted, Xu Xin obediently picked up the bag and took out the cigarette case inside.

   "Patter."

  The lighter is lit.

  Xu Xin tilted his head with a cigarette in his mouth:

"so?"

   "Gudu~"

  The girl swallowed unconsciously, feeling her throat a little dry:

   "Despise... despise me..."

"…What?"

   "Just that kind of...cold...bad...contempt for me..."

   "..."

  Xu Xinxin said, why don't you put this audition on?

  But he still cooperated with slightly raising his head, looking down at the girlfriend in front of him from the corner of his eye.

   His face also turned cold.

   And the moment I was caught by this kind of eyes...

  Yang Mi shuddered violently.

  A layer of goosebumps has completely risen...

"That's it!"

   She screamed in her heart.

  The feeling of contempt from her boyfriend made her feel an indescribable desire to be conquered.

  Let's not talk about the body... Even the heart, at this moment, it softened.

   But now she still doesn't know, this image has a proper term that is very popular among girls in later generations, called "suit thug".

  She just moved closer to her boyfriend carefully, and helped him remove the cigarette from the corner of his mouth. Looking at the boyfriend who continued to stare at her with that contemptuous gaze, her eyes were blurred and moist:

   "Brother~kiss me~"

   After finishing speaking, when she saw her boyfriend staring at her with contempt, but lowered his head...

  The girl shivered violently again.

   It's over...

  An idea came to her mind.

   I have to do laundry again in a while...

   But soon this idea was crowded out by the feeling of being conquered.

   Just wash it.

   What does it matter?

Um? ...Why do you still eat garlic...

  …

   "You are so perverted..."

  Looking at his girlfriend who was huddled in his arms, never letting him change clothes, but taking selfies with her mobile phone from various angles, Xu Xin was speechless.

  He always feels that the eyes of this melon woman are the same as when he saw **** underwear and stockings for the first time...

   I've been working on it for a long time... Do you like this tune?

   But hearing his words, Yang Mi just rolled her eyes, and then continued to look for angles there.

   Click, click.

   I can't wait to fill up the memory.

   Then, Yang Mi ignored him. Instead, she flicked her mobile phone and showed it to Xu Xin...

  Xu Xin looked at the strange name in the address book and said:

   "This "Master My Family's General Attacker"...doesn't mean me?"

   "Hey~"

   "...Then should I change it too?"

   "Changed to what?"

  Under the anticipation of his girlfriend's shy smile, Xu Xin said:

   "Director Yang?"

   "..."

  In an instant, Yang Mi was speechless:

   "Bah! You are the eunuch!"

   "Am I not you know?"

   "...Bah!"

   Angrily moved her body, and lay down in the arms of the other half, Yang Mi directly picked up her boyfriend's cell phone, found her phone book, and there was another burst of crackling.

  Then, Xu Xin saw an even weirder name:

   "Master Lin Chen of Changsu"

  ? ? ?

  He was confused, and asked curiously:

   "What does this word read? Lan?...Who is Master Lan Chen?"

   "..."

  Yang Mi's mouth twitched:

   "Brother! Lin Xiangru's Lin!"

"Well…"

  Xu Xin was a little embarrassed, and quietly changed the subject:

   "This Lin Chen is talking about you?"

"Um!"

   "Then what about... Changsu? Didn't you change your general attack? How did I become this Changsu again?"

   "...Please, haven't you read such a popular novel?"

"What?"

   "Langya Bang!! You haven't seen it!? Mei Changsu, Lin Chen!"

   "...What are you talking about? Looking at the two names, they are both men, right? It can't be some glass text, right?"

   "That's called Danmei! It just talks about...uh..."

  Lying in her boyfriend's arms, the girl thought about it and said:

   "Men's palace fights!"

   "..."

   Gongdou? ? ?

  Machinery? ? ?

  Hearing her description, in an instant, Xu Xin's mind appeared in the browser of his girlfriend's phone yesterday called "What is it..." The book about the empress's beautiful wife.

   It's just that this time the protagonist has become a man.

  A man dressed as an emperor put his arms around another shy man.

  That picture...

oops…

   His goosebumps rose again:

   "What do you usually watch! Can you be healthier! Huh?"

"…what are you thinking?"

  Yang Mi gave her boyfriend a look of "you are not pure":

   "Is it a serious book, okay? It's a good read, right at the starting point! Just look at it and you'll know!"

   "Then what are Mei Changsu and Lin Chen doing?"

   "One is a unicorn genius, and the other is the young master of Langya Pavilion! Oh...they are so sweet! I don't like Xiao Jingyan very much..."

  Xu Xin didn't know who Xiao Jingyan was, but he just found it ridiculous:

   "Sweet? Isn't that still an unscrupulous novel..."

   "...I don't care, you are not allowed to change anyway! You are not allowed to change until I find a new love!"

"New love!???"

  Xu Xin's eyes suddenly became very dangerous.

   Not to mention...

  The girl ate this, and quickly softened up:

   "No, no, brother~ I mean...just book, you understand? Before I find a new crush, you will be my Mei Changsu and I will be your Lin Chen~ okay~"

   "..."

  Xu Xin didn't speak, let her peck her face lightly for a long time before she said:

   "It's been a long time..."

   "Hmm~"

  The girl who was rubbing shoulders with her boyfriend responded and whispered softly in his ear:

"What's the matter?"

  Xu Xin is like an old monk in meditation...

   It's not how good his concentration is...but maybe he's rushing to talk at this moment, or he really thinks too much.

  I always feel that the one in my arms is an old man...

  I am that... Chang Su, and then I was hugged by a man named Lin Chen...

  Goosebumps are rising layer by layer.

   And just after hearing his girlfriend's whisper, he completed this sentence:

   "I have been making trouble for a long time, you are a pervert..."

   "..."

  The girl froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and whispered softly in his ear:

   "Hey~ Changsu~ My Changsu Langjun~~~"

   "..."

  Uniform obsession, suit obsession, seriousness... so what's the word? Oh yes.

  Severe tanmei patients, mild schizophrenia patients, delusional patients, rotten female masters...

  Mom.

   What kind of girlfriend did I find?

  (end of this chapter)