He Is Warmer Than Time

Tang Ji'an calmly said, "Director Zhong, I heard that costume dramas are hot now."

Director Zhong: "Oh? Dean Tang is also interested in the entertainment industry?"

Tang Ji'an shook his hand: "I can't talk about interest, because I feel that many TV dramas, especially costume TV dramas, are more or less suspected of tampering with this history."

Director Zhong seemed to have found a soulmate, and excitedly said, "Isn't it? The current investors don't care about history at all. They get the script and don't ask historians to verify it. They just start shooting. The impact on young people is It's really big, just like the TV series of the Qin Dynasty that was shown some time ago. My 10-year-old daughter did not believe that Qin Shihuang loved Ba Qing, and Ba Qing was so much older than Qin Shi Huang, she didn't know how to put the two together. I went there together, the current TV series, oh my brother."

Tang Ji'an smiled calmly: "So I think we need to control the share of costume dramas a little bit."

After speaking, he got up and poured a drink for Director Zhong. Director Zhong looked at him: "Control the share? What do you mean?"

Tang Ji'an said indifferently: "This is an era of industrial development. We should play more TV dramas that are striving for progress, or making a fortune and becoming well-off. This will help arouse the enthusiasm of the people."

Director Zhong nodded: "Well, you make sense."

Tang Ji'an said again: "If there are too many costume dramas in the first half of the year, you should get stuck in the middle of the year, what do you think?"

Director Zhong nodded frequently: "It makes sense, it makes sense, Dean Tang's words are golden and good. It's really better to listen to the Lord's words than to read for ten years."

The second son of the mayor's family, the flattery that should be slapped is still to be slapped.

Moreover, it is said that the mayor will enter the cabinet at the end of the year, and his rights will be even greater in the future. At this moment, there is a chance to hold the mayor’s thigh, and it is not as fast as to hug him.

Tang Ji'an smiled slightly: "It's all for the people."

Director Zhong toasted: "Yes, it's all for the people."

In Lifeng Village, Song Ran was sitting in the yard of a farmer's house. Teacher Mao was helping her make up. The women on the sidelines found it strange.

The little girl who was still white and tender just now, how come the little girl has become like them with a few brushes? His face was darkened a lot, his neck and hands were also black, there were chapped openings on his face from the cold wind, his cheeks were slightly red, and his lips were dry.

Really novel, extremely novel.

Song Ran, who put on makeup, took a picture in the mirror and was very satisfied. He smiled and said to Teacher Mao: "Teacher Mao, I hope I can cooperate with you in the future."

Teacher Mao smiled: "The main reason is that you have good skin, easy makeup, and very malleable."

Song Ran stood up and said to the peasant women who taught her to plant seedlings yesterday: "Sisters, let's go down to work."

A group of women smiled and walked into the field with Song Ran.

The director asked the men of Murakami to pump water into the field early in the morning for the land they shot. At this time, bunches of small seedlings were floating on the water.

Song Ran walked over, and the director gave her chest-length boots and trousers to several other peasant women who needed to enter the country.

Director Su said with a serious look: "Song Ran, we will start shooting in a while, are you okay?"

Song Ran waved his hand: "Don't worry, director, please watch the humanoid rice transplanter show you standard moves later."

The peasant women laughed out loud and went down to the ground with Song Ran.