The perfect future of rebirth

Chapter 465 Wen Art Old Youth

For literary youth, no matter how men are still women, as long as they can touch their hearts, they will be completely lost.

Such as Jiang Wen, the story telling this kind of literary and art, the story tells him, and let him shocked.

"This story is interesting."

After half of the half, Jiang Wen raised his head and said to Zhao Poheng: "What about it below?"

I blinked blinking, although I would like to tell him the next half, I intuken tell myself, this story, at least now, not suitable for Jiang Wen.

A good movie work, there are many key factors that can succeed, and the prefecture is the key.

For a few more, I got the movie of the fire after more than ten years later, I am afraid that there is not so high box office, the same reason, and the present some classic movies will be released, nor necessarily There will be so many people like it.

The reason is very simple, and the inventory can only be confused, and a piece of work has a specific era.

Just as a decade, we may shout a movie ticket from yourself, but fifteen years later, everyone thinks, Star owes us a good work.

People are good, this sentence is very reasonable.

"To be honest, I haven't thought about it." Zhao Po hugged his shoulders, said to Jiang Wen: "Take again, I think you have finished" the devil comes ", do you have to rest for a few years?"

Both people are smart people, Jiang Wen naturally understand Zhao Fun life, and after a general shooting, this director will definitely prohibit directive works for years.

The most serious, such as a director of a certain field, a movie ruined his life.

Like Jiang Wen, there is more, Zhao Poisheng is estimated, within three or five years, this goods are now directed.

Therefore, he is not anxious.

But Jiang Wen is anxious, pull Zhao Ping live: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I don't want it, I can do the script at home."

Ha ha.

Zhao Poked life gave this eye, shake his head and said, "I will think about it, you can also think about it yourself, see if you can't write the story behind."

Jiang Wen is bright in front of: "To the right, this idea is good, this idea is good."

Obviously, he turned the words of Zhao Po.

Seeing that this car is caught in his own world, it began to ponder the story, Zhao Poisheng is not abolished, and he got up and got up in the room.

What jokes, he tanded a day, the body is already very tired, tomorrow, I have to see the fan, which time to accompany the guy to chat in the living room.

Besides, if you have a beautiful woman, the beauty is around, the red-sleeved night will be fragrant, and it is also a beautiful story.

Two big men chatted here, talking to the dawn is also bored, it is better to sleep early.

As for the Jiang Wen's classmates, it is not within the scope of Zhao Poisheng, but watching his god god, Zhao Poisheng estimated, Jiang Wen nowhere to pay yourself.

Sure enough, when Zhao Poked the next morning, he saw that Jiang Wen was lying on the sofa. He is satisfied, and a big pile of written chase paper is placed on a table.

"This guy ..." shake his head, Zhao Poked life.

No wonder people can achieve such success last life, and in the extent of drilling, this is a person who has to go hand.

If a person can do something seriously, it will have a successful opportunity.

Although I am afraid that the opportunity is very small, it is still still.

"You woke up." Jiang Wen's sleep seems very shallow, heard Zhao Poked life, and suddenly woke up, climbed from the sofa, laughed to Zhao Po.

Zhao Poked nodded: "Don't tell me, you wrote a night."

"No, I slept in the morning." Jiang Wen played a big yawn, a tiredness, hopping: "If you go out, bring the door, I don't stay with you, I am still sleepy, I have to sleep. "

Zhao Poked nodded: "Well, you sleep, I will go back."

Anyway, he has money, no taxi.

Dedicated Jiang Wen, I went to bed in the room, Zhao Poked lives, left his home, called a taxi, and went to Feihong's residence.

On the half road, Zhao Poisheng thought about it, allocated to Feihong's mobile phone.

"Feijie, get up?" Zhao Poked.

"Get up, the little girl has returned to school." Yu Feihong said with a smile.

"Hey?" Zhao Poked is a bit surprised. I didn't expect that the girl was adjusted only one night. It seems that it is a good person in a psychological quality.

"Our Nortel Student, I know me." Yu Feihong explained.

She is the teacher of Nortel, it is an actor, the famous arrogance is not small, the girl is still very scared, after being awake, I saw it in Feihong, I immediately cried.

Yu Fei Hong comforted her, I thought that the girl would be particularly sad, but she didn't think that the girl was slow and polite to thank you, and ask her not to say this.

For this request, it promised by Feihong of course, and the girl will then leave.

"It means a bit."

Zhao Poked lives through the story of Feihong, and he laughed himself.

He is telling the truth, did not expect the girl to go so soon, I originally thought that the other party would wait for himself and ginger to say, and the results were left directly, and did not know what the girl was thinking.

But no matter what, for Zhao Poisheng, this is a small episode of life. Since the other party does not want to face yourself, maybe because it is afraid of it.

After all, people have the kind of psychology, the more people know that they are not exciting, the more is not willing to contact each other. That feeling, it seems to be stripped, and there is no taste before the other side.

"Where are you?" Yu Fei Hong asked Zhao Po.

Zhao Poisheng said: "On the taxi, I am going to you to take baggage."

Yufei nodded, did not say anything, hang up the phone.

Previously, Zhao Poisheng has already said to her the purpose of Beijing, although it is a bit inexplicable for this matter, but Feihong still expresses understanding, did not continue to let Zhao live in her.

After all, Zhao Poked one person lived, and it was a friend to borrow, but if there is a fan, the relationship is more embarrassed. Although Feihong is cheerful, it is not the inexplicable person.

More importantly, Zhao Poisheng is not willing to borrow a place where people are.