You Made Me a Superstar

   Chapter 452 Amazing (Part 1)

   September 18th.

   Early morning.

   The storm is finally a lot smaller.

   But the light rain outside the window still beat on the eaves, making bursts of noise.

  An Xiao actually always advocates going to bed early.

but…

  I don’t know if it’s because of the loud rain tonight, or because I’m a little bored. I can’t sleep. I closed my eyes and remembered this afternoon’s meeting.

  The current Chinese film industry is in a golden period of vigorous development, and anyone can foresee the grand occasion of this industry in five or ten years...

   But at the same time, Huaxia Film is shrouded in the haze of the old order, and various forces are deeply rooted like an iron bucket. It is difficult to establish a new order.

   The only way is to break everything and create a new order, but how hard is it to really break it?

"We don't mean to target anyone, Vice An, I hope you can understand that many of us have witnessed the slow rise of Huaxia Films from the late stage and brought them into line with international standards. We have also witnessed "Overlord" rushed to Cannes and let The world is astounding...Everyone I was present once had their own peak era, but some were longer, some were shorter...We just want to eat and eat and kill donkeys. It's too much to do. Inappropriate."

"Yes, we are talking openly and honestly today, which is also what I Shen Jinsong said. The directors of the younger generation still need to be trained, and they have not officially started. How can you let us rest assured that this industry will be handed over to some hairheads. Boy? Although they look good at the box office now, they can handle it, but as Cao Bangguo Cao Cao said, everyone here used to be very powerful..."

"To this day, I can say that there is no problem with the box office breaking through 700 million, and more than honor, the stills of "Overlord" are hanging at the door of the Cannes Film Festival. This is the pride of Chinese people, An Fu, you are too young It’s too impatient to do things, and you misunderstood us, we don’t mean to guard this one hand to cover the sky, we just feel that this industry can’t be without us…”

"Yes, Director Chen is right, we know your relationship with Zhou Yang, but I take the liberty to say a few words that may not be pleasant. Zhou Yang is really good, but now he can't support this industry at all. We have dealt with Hollywood movies in 2010, and we know very well that if Zhou Yang didn't rely on all kinds of hype, how much would his movie box office be? "Infernal Affairs" 700 million? An Vice, do you believe it?"

   "Yes! Our requirements are not high, we just want to be treated fairly, everyone is on the same starting line..."

  “…”

   It was very noisy in the conference room.

  Many older generation directors came.

   Cao Bangguo, Shen Jinsong, Chen Kai, including the chairman Feng Minrui and others all came.

At the meeting, babbling voices hovered in the air, and everyone had expressions of unwillingness and grievances on their faces. If it wasn't for the inside story, An Xiao really felt that he was doing some grinding Donkeys, cunning rabbits, dead dogs cooking, things like that.

   In the face of the "forced palace", An Xiao naturally couldn't compromise, just looked at them coldly, let these people confuse black and white, and finally made no changes to the rules.

  The meeting ended up being unhappy. After the unhappy breakup, An Xiao received a call from the old leader.

   The old leader's voice on the phone was very gentle, but he persuaded An Xiao with a little sincerity.

   The content of persuading An Xiao is similar to that of Xu Kangnian. It is similar to "Xu Xutuzhi", "Don't be capricious", "It will affect your career", "It is easy to achieve this year's goals steadily" and so on.

   After listening to these words, An Xiao finally responded briefly, and then hung up the phone.

   On the way back, she felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness, as if a person was facing the wind and rain, advancing slowly.

When passing by Zhou Yang's company, seeing Zhou Yang coming down, An Xiao felt a lot less lonely, especially when Zhou Yang said, "They're on strike, let them go, let's see who can laugh in the end. Finally..." After the words, a nerve in An Xiao's heart was touched, and he was instantly moved.

  Even though, she knew that these words were just to comfort her and cheer her up.

   But my heart still feels extra warm.

  Two years ago…

   That young, humble young man, full of pride at this moment, handed himself an umbrella in the wind and rain, and followed him to face the wind and rain.

   Moreover, she knew that from now on this young man would always stand by her side, support her in various ways and do his best to support her, and never had any complaints.

   The sound of wind and rain outside the window seemed to be a little less.

   When An Xiao thought about this, her originally annoyed mood was relieved a little. She walked out of the room and prepared to drink water and lay down on the bed for a good night's sleep, but found that the light in the study downstairs was always on.

  She put on a nightgown and walked downstairs gently, and when she was at the door, she stopped.

   Indistinctly, she heard the sound of the keyboard crackling...

   She glanced at Zhou Yang's room subconsciously, but saw that Zhou Yang's room was open.

   She stood at the door, stopped for a long time, and her complex emotions suddenly rose up. At that moment, she felt a slight poking in her heart, and her nose was extremely sour and uncomfortable.

  He really stayed up late writing a book!

   At this time, she suddenly heard the keyboard sound stop, and then the door opened instantly, and then…

   "An Xiao? It's so late, you haven't slept yet?"

   "I came down for a drink, you... why haven't you slept?"

   "When I came back, I chatted with Director Huang on the phone, and then I wanted to complete the book of "The Grand Master 2: Top Gun", only a few words, and now it's almost finished..."

  “…”

An Xiao suddenly trembled, and the mixed emotions in her heart surged out, especially when she looked at the dark circles under the eyes and a little tiredness on Zhou Yang's face, the thousands of words in her heart suddenly choked in her throat. I only felt my eyes were slightly wet: "Sorry..."

   "Mr. An, you, are you okay?"

   The sound of wind and rain outside.

  For the first time in the house, Zhou Yang saw An Xiao's eyes turn red.

   He had known An Xiao for so long, and this was the first time he had seen An Xiao like this.

   He took out a few crumpled napkins from his pocket for a long time.

   "No, it's fine, sorry, maybe, I'm too self-willed..." An Xiao didn't dislike the napkin, after taking it, she wiped it on her face.

   "Mr. An, what are you talking about, how self-willed, you have always been good..." Zhou Yang read so many love books, but when this situation suddenly occurred, his mind suddenly stopped.

   A voice in his heart reminded him that when a girl is like this, he must hug her, hug her hard, this is her weakest time.

   But after holding out my hand for a long time, I finally felt that it was inappropriate.

   "Have a good rest and stop worrying about this..."

   "I thought of a few notebooks, wrote out the outline and then went to sleep... an hour or two at most!"

   "Then..." An Xiao hesitated after looking at Zhou Yang's firm appearance: "I'll watch it with you!"

   "This, I'm not used to it, so go to sleep first."

   "Then, well... I'll wait for you outside. After two hours, you must sleep! If you don't sleep, I won't sleep."

"This…"

  ……………………

  People living in this world are mostly busy.

   From the time of birth, I was busy crying, and when I died, I was desperately busy opening my eyes, hoping to see more of the world.

   Zhou Yang does not have any lofty aspirations, nor does he want to leave anything in this world, even his works that will last forever.

  This world is both familiar and unfamiliar to him. Sometimes he feels a big dream, and he doesn't know when he wakes up and finds that he does not belong to this world and returns to the original world.

   But the appearance of An Xiao gave Zhou Yang a sense of belonging and longing.

   She pulled him out of the mud, like a ray of light, making him feel extra warm and real.

   So, he cherishes everything.

   The wind and rain at night finally stopped.

   Zhou Yang felt very warm in his sleep, and then he couldn't help hugging, feeling a slightly stiff body and then gradually becoming weak, like a pillow.

  The sun shines on the window, bringing a sense of mildness, and a gust of wind blows, which is exceptionally cool.

  Autumn has arrived.

   Zhou Yang opened his eyes and found himself lying on the edge of the bed in the study…

  Writing in front of the computer in the early morning, he just felt extremely tired, then he thought about squeezing for a while, and then he squinted until morning.

   After Zhou Yang got up, he saw a few long hair, which made him think about it unconsciously.

   Habitually turn on the phone.

  【I went to work, breakfast is downstairs】

   [I took a look at the script, and I took a few photos of the "Master 2" sample draft, and I will review it first. 】

   After reading the text message, Zhou Yang felt that he was cold, and then found that his shirt was off.

   But the pants are still intact.

   "Did An Xiao sleep with me last night?"

This thought popped into his mind, and he was suddenly amused, then stood up subconsciously, dressed in a hurry, and looked at the three script outlines on his computer. When it was all right, he breathed a sigh of relief.

   Immediately hung the script of "The Grand Master 2 Top Gun" on the printer, and went downstairs to eat while printing.

   more than an hour later.

   Around 9:30, Zhou Yang received a call from Huang Jiacheng.

   After agreeing on the time and place, Zhou Yang took the script and walked towards the company.

   On the way, Zhou Yang called Wang Shuai again...

  Wang Shuai did not hesitate to speak after receiving the call.

   "Infernal Affairs 2 is about to start filming?"

   "There are other books."

   "What book?"

   "Well, Director Wang, let's chat in the conference room."

   "Oh, okay, by the way, I'm with Shen Changwei, if it's convenient, bring him too?"

"it is good!"

   (end of this chapter)