start from romance

On the other side, in the hotel, Zhu Yiyang and Xu Lai were still up.

Xu Lai was reading a manuscript, and the more he read it, the more he frowned.

"This is okay?"

Zhu Yang looked confident: "Why can't this work? You can't become fat in one sitting. For you and me, this is a god-level script."

Xu Lai was lost in thought.

Zhu Yiyang continued: "A person, a mudslide, a car, a movie, you say it's amazing?"

Xu Lai's eyes lit up. If he thinks this way, it's not impossible, it seems quite compelling.

"But...but can this be shown in theaters?"

"Why do you want to go to theaters? You took the opportunity to step into the ranks of film directors, and I took the opportunity to become an actor. The biggest cost may be the car and your team. You can get it for 100 million. This kind of movie is free. The most expensive, it will either be sold to Penguin Video or sold to DY. Don’t forget Tang’s relationship with the two parties. This is a 100% profitable job. Cows eat grass and milk milk for you and me. Got it." Zhu Yiyang said with joy.

This is one of the stories Tang Zhichu told him.

A person driving a car encountered a mudslide and was buried. The person trapped in the car tried to save himself.

It's that simple a story.

However, for directors and actors, it is indeed the most skillful exercise. The simpler the film, the more difficult it is to shoot and act.

Why did Zhu Yiyang want to chat with Tang Zhichu unconsciously?
That's because Tang Zhichu said something to him, if he followed his setting, he could train a pig to become a movie king.

Zhu Yang pondered, this kind of story is indeed the most exercise of acting skills, the key is that Tang Zhichu told him three such stories.

Outrageous?
If he is an experienced director, he can shoot these three stories in a month.

However, Xu Lai is different, he is also a novice.

To paraphrase Tang Zhichu's words, a pig can be trained as a famous director by following his instructions.

why?
Use works to pile up.

One is not enough experience, ten is not enough?
The skills have improved, one movie every ten days, three movies a month, who the hell has more experience than you?

Zhu Yiyang was conquered by Tang Zhichu with this trick, the feasibility is much higher than being an idol.

Just as Tang Zhichu told Zhou Yun.

As long as Xu Lai came to Yuzhou, it was not Tang Zhichu who was anxious, but Zhu Yiyang.

Zhu Yiyang wished he could drag Xu to make a movie right away.

Tang Zhichu doesn't have to do anything, as long as Xu Lai stays in Yuzhou, Zhu Yiyang will take care of him.

Director Da Xu has an opinion?Then you have to go to Zhu Yiyang.

He is a screenwriter and a leading actor who fooled your son into making a movie, so why don't I care about Tang Zhichu?

"Is making money important to you and me? Of course, it is also important, but it is not important at this moment. What we need is experience. If this story is given to you, how long will it take for you to make it?" Zhu Yiyang asked while the iron is hot.

Xu Lai thought about it for a while: "It's full of calculations, half a month at most."

"After spending half a month in Yuzhou and making a movie, what will your father's expression be?"

Xu Lai was taken aback, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll call Uncle Zhang!"

In the morning, Tang Zhichu woke up from the cold. The air conditioner in the room was a bit old. I didn’t feel it at 25 degrees, but I felt it at 24 degrees, but it was quietly freezing you when you thought it was just right.

Where's the quilt?
Looking sideways, there was a person wrapped up like a caterpillar, with a head exposed, and the jet-black hair was messily spread on the pillow.

Tang Zhichu sat up and turned off the air conditioner.

After getting dressed, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Wang Jun.

Stretching, looking back, Zhou Yun woke up.

She rubbed her somewhat clouded eyes, then looked at Tang Zhichu, and asked with a deep magnetic voice, "What time is it?"

"06:30."

"Then am I squinting for a while?"

"Well, hang on for a while, I'll get someone to bring food over, I'll call you later."

"Ok."

When Zhou Yun opened his eyes again, it was already 07:30.

Turning over, he kicked the quilt away.

Sitting up, he heard movement outside, got out of bed and ran to the door to have a look, only to see Tang Zhichu mopping the floor.

He moved very carefully, and the wet mop was slid across, separated from the dry place, and it became brighter every time it was mopped.

As if aware of the gaze at the door of the bedroom, Tang Zhichu turned his head, pointed at Zhou Yun's lower body, and said in a half-complaining tone, "Put on your shoes, it will be cold in the morning."

Zhou Yun looked down, she didn't pay much attention, her white and tender feet just stepped on the ground.

Zhou Yun snorted, not only didn't wear it, but also trotted over on his feet.

When I got close, I almost fell because the floor was slippery.

Tang Zhichu reached out and grabbed her arm, and said angrily, "How old are you!"

Zhou Yun chuckled, jumped onto the sofa, and rubbed his feet on Tang Zhichu's body: "Okay, it's clean again!"

Tang Zhichu's eyes drifted a little.

Zhou Yun was still wearing a large white shirt, which was already wrinkled after one night.

Looking along the feet on her body, the long white legs seemed to be reflective, without any leg hair. Looking up, it was a pair of white shorts that fit the skin.

Tang Zhichu put down the mop, went into the bedroom, and came out again with Zhou Yun's clothes in his hands.

Regardless of whether Zhou Yunle was happy or not, she took it out and sat next to Zhou Yun, pulled off the little black trousers and put them on her legs.

"If you do this with me, I can still be seduced by you!" Tang Zhichu said fiercely!
Zhou Yun didn't resist either, and while Tang Zhichu was putting on his pants, he also lifted his butt up in a cooperative manner. The two were very close, and Zhou Yun was almost leaning on Tang Zhichu's body.

Seeing Tang Zhichu's handsome face close at hand, Zhou Yun's head got hot and he leaned over him.

What does it feel like?
Zhou Yun's face was rosy, his eyes were like silk, and he asked softly: "Do you feel it now?"

Tang Zhichu didn't speak, but Zhou Yun felt his burning eyes.

Tang Zhichu also came over, but he just stretched out his arms and hugged Zhou Yun lightly. As soon as he exerted his strength, he sat on the sofa, letting Zhou Yun lie on top of him like he was hugging a child.

"Don't move, I just want to hug you."

Hearing Tang Zhichu's words, Zhou Yun felt as if his heart had been touched, and then became soft instantly.

The two hugged like this for a long time.

At that moment, Zhou Yun felt that the distance between him and Tang Zhichu had shortened a lot.

"are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, how about letting Brother Jun hang out for another half an hour?"

Zhou Yun raised his head and looked at Tang Zhichu suspiciously.

Tang Zhichu raised his mobile phone, and a message showed that it was sent 15 minutes ago.

Wang Jun: "I'm here."

Zhou Yun got up quickly, took her own clothes and went into the bedroom.

Obviously, Zhou Yun was a little unconvinced, and became more and more courageous.

Tang Zhichu had no choice but to adjust his strategy. Likes are impulsive, but love is restrained.

Transforming the mobilized impulse with tenderness not only lives up to Zhou Yun's enthusiasm, but also makes this emotion smoother and smoother in getting along.

Everyone in the world thinks that raw rice and cooked rice are sex and children.

Wrong, that is a theory from a hundred years ago.

If you don't love you, there are a hundred children between you and she can leave you.

At the stage of getting along with men and women, what women ask for is nothing more than echoes in everything, and echoes in every sentence.