This female idol is by no means my favorite student

Chapter 174. 171. It's not easy to be a son-in-law

Another corridor of the hospital.

While sipping his meal, Yu Cang observed a department in front of him.

Stop chopsticks from time to time, thoughtfully.

Song Lesheng panted heavily and sat down beside him, "Why are you so swaying?"

Before Yu Cang could answer, he continued,
"Good guy, I asked the person on the first floor, and he said you went up to the second floor."

"I asked the person on the second floor, and he said that you went to the other side of the second floor."

"I went to the other side of the second floor and asked, and said that you went up to the third floor."

Yu Cang couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile,
"Okay, okay, this is the fifth floor, are you going to talk about it until dark?"

He sometimes felt that Song Lesheng could be a comedian if he didn't want to be a director.

There are always some inexplicable and funny behaviors.

Song Lesheng glared at him, "Aren't I afraid that the leading role will be lost before the filming of the film is over?"

Yu Cang shook his head, he was too lazy to respond to this guy's unreliable escape idea.

According to experience, as long as Yu Cang answers him, he can continue to diverge infinitely along this line of thought.

So it's better to be unreasonable.

Song Lesheng paused for a while, and had dinner with Yu Cang for a while.

Seeing Yu Cang staring at the department in front from time to time, he couldn't hold back his concern,
"Why do you keep looking at other people's psychiatric departments? Is there anything wrong?"

Yu Cang let out a sigh of relief, and put down the box lunch that he had already eaten.

After thinking for a while, he pointed to a person who came out of it, and asked softly,
"Do you think he is sick?"

Song Lesheng was stunned for a moment, looked at the name of the department for a while, and said hesitantly,
"Yeah, he seems a little weird, what's wrong?"

Yu Cang shook his head and said firmly, "No, he is a family member of a patient."

Song Lesheng scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "If you put it that way, there seems to be nothing wrong with him."

Yu Cang sighed silently.

"I lied to you. He is a patient. But he passed by here just now, and I heard him chatting with the nurse. His illness has been completely cured."

"what?"

Yu Cang frowned while thinking, while briefly explaining to Song Lesheng,
"I received a script last night."

Song Lesheng raised his eyebrows and understood, "Is the content of the script related to this?"

Yu Cang hummed, "A script that has something to do with bipolar disorder. It's interesting, but I can't fully understand it, so I just wanted to come up and observe it."

He turned his head to look at Song Lesheng, and smiled slightly, "I didn't expect you to suddenly understand part of the situation of this group of people."

A person, once labeled with a certain label.

People around tend to use this label to view his behavior, instead of judging his state based on his behavior.

It may not be difficult to heal the disease, but it is extremely difficult to tear off the label of the patient.

Song Lesheng gave Yu Cang a punch at first, venting his dissatisfaction with using himself as an experiment.

But it is undeniable that the script mentioned by Yu Cang aroused his interest.

He took a mouthful of rice and asked Yu Cang, "Are you going to pick it up? I remember you're going to audition for a TV series."

Yu Cang smiled wryly, "I haven't written a word yet, do you know that this script was sent directly to my studio's mailbox by the screenwriter."

Don't say whether to accept it or not, this project does not exist at all now.

"Ah?" Song Lesheng was taken aback, "Then why did he send it to you?"

"I said I watched my character in Sparrow, and thought I was a good fit for this kind of actor who is depressed and has an inner drama. Maybe I want me to help save the game. It's too simple."

Yu Cang shook his head.

Although there have been examples in the circle where screenwriters directly send scripts to actors, and then use big-name actors to reverse the game, but after all, there are too few and too few.

And the current Yu Cang obviously has not reached this position.

The cheapest movie to make is still a movie, not student work at a film school.

If you want to shoot the script called "One Thought Ignorance", the shooting cost of millions of dollars is the starting point.

But Song Lesheng seemed to be aroused by Yu Cang's words.

He touched Yu Cang's elbow, "Send me the script?"

"What are you making fun of? This kind of film is hard to earn back. Didn't you just throw all your money into that thriller last time?"

"I really don't have any money."

Song Lesheng smiled, and Shi Shiran took out a pass issued to him by the program team from his pocket.

Flicking the [Hexing TV Station] printed on the corner of the pass with his fingers, Song Lesheng said calmly,

"But this landlord's house is full of surplus food."

Yu Cang narrowed his eyes.

He knew what Song Lesheng was referring to.

There are only two main reasons why Hexing was able to gather all these dozen directors together this time.

The first is that this program can provide exposure for young directors.

Secondly, it is simpler and more rude-give money.

The winner of [Annual Value Director] can get a limited amount of film investment opportunities.

That amount is unlikely to be used to make commercial films.

But it is more than enough to make low-cost reality-oriented literary films.

But the premise of everything is that Song Lesheng needs to get the only one spot.

Yu Cang looked at Song Lesheng with some doubts.

Song Lesheng stared, "Xiao Yu, do you believe me, brother?"

Yu Cang hesitated for two seconds, then nodded sincerely.

Song Lesheng was about to use force to prove himself on the spot, but Yu Cang stood up as expected.

He took the finished lunch box in his hand and walked downstairs.

"Go back after eating, there are plenty of opportunities in the afternoon for Director Song to show you yourself."

The two returned to the first floor.

Looking at Lu Yuan'er who was secretly waving to him beside Zhu Qingling, Yu Cang was startled.

His eyes subconsciously glanced to another part of the set.

If it was normal, Yu Cang would be happy to see his girlfriend coming over.

But now the problem is, your dad doesn't seem to be gone yet.
Seeing the change of someone's expression from joy to sudden rigidity, Lu Yuan'er was a little puzzled.

What is this guy nervous about?

Yu Cang took out his mobile phone from his pocket, typed a few words, and then pointed at Lu Yuaner's mobile phone.

Lu Yuan'er took out her mobile phone knowingly.

[Bad guy, bad guy, big bad guy]: I know who Director Lu is.
[Bad guy, bad guy, big bad guy]: Take it easy, classmate Yuaner, I want to be your boyfriend for a few more days
Lu Yuan'er blinked, covered her mouth and snickered.

Now she understood the mental journey behind the change in her boyfriend's expression.

[It's ingots, not water chestnuts]: Alright, alright, you can film with peace of mind

[It's ingots, not water chestnuts]: I'll protect you, don't be afraid hehe
Yu Cang put down the phone silently, but still felt that he should be more cautious.

Of course, Lu Yuan'er needn't be afraid, even if Lu Zhi was angry, he wouldn't take it on his precious daughter.

But there has to be an outlet.

Looking at his body, Yu Cang sighed.

It doesn't seem easy to be your Lu family's son-in-law, Yuan'er.

　Thank you for the six blades given to Xiaohai by book friend Yu Hate Yun Sorrow Jiang Yise.
　　Thank you book friend Fan Ruyu for giving Yuan'er the little chicken leg!

　　Thank you book friends Neberes, Satsuki Zero Five, Man Table book friends, Hermione never dies with bare hands, and My Heartstrings book friends for their monthly support!

　　Thank you book friends for your support!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)