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The patter of heavy rain showered on the street, and Qian Cang Yi was awakened from his dream by a thunder explosion. He opened his eyes suddenly, his attention was instantly concentrated, and his body was in the best state, but he did not get up.

Jingle bell, Jingle bell!

The ringing of the phone came to my ears, very clear.

This ringtone is like the sound of a fixed line.

Qiancangyi was very puzzled. He didn't receive a fixed line. Now that the communication is so convenient, even if there is no fixed line at home, it will not affect him, not to mention that he still lives alone.

He lifted the quilt and put on the blue jacket and blue jeans on the chair.

"It's... it's coming from outside, why is the voice so loud? It seems to have called me specifically."

After getting up, Qiancang walked to the window.

A bright light flashed outside the window, and the sky and purple lightning illuminated the whole street for a moment, and then a brief moment of light. As soon as Qiancang saw a red phone booth on the road across the street, it had disappeared for nearly ten years. 'Antiquities'.

With another flash of lightning, Qian Cang realized that he could actually see the telephone booth's microphone shaking slightly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and memories deep in his mind emerged.

In the last movie, the camp in the snowy mountains of "Forbidden Land", the unintelligible dream I had on the first night was extremely similar to the scene today.

Qiancangyi took the black straight umbrella in his hand, then took the key and went out.

The heavy rain is getting bigger and bigger, as if to converge into a river straight through the city.

Qiancang looked up at the night sky, then opened the umbrella, and then walked out. The weather is not hot, but it is not cold. Therefore, he wears sandals and slippers directly, so that he can completely ignore the shoes. Get wet.

He came to the phone booth, put the umbrella away first, then put his left hand on the microphone, but did not pick it up, he noticed that the electronic screen above the button was a bunch of garbled codes.

The same as the dream back then.

As soon as Qiancang lifted the microphone and put it to his ear, at this moment, another bolt of lightning pierced the night sky like a purple arrow. The microphone was just put to his ear, and he didn't speak. This was his habit of answering the phone.

"Cang Yi? I'm a little drill wind." A slightly strange voice came from the other side. The voice was very tired, but there was no obvious gasp, more like a simple haggard.

"I didn't expect this phone call to really get through. The **** movie stuff is pretty reliable, although there is only one chance, but after thinking about it, I still think it's more appropriate to call you. After all, we haven't talked about it after that time." Zuanfeng didn't wait for Qiancangyi's answer, and said straight down, as if he didn't care whether the other end of the phone was Qiancangyi.

"I'm Cang Yi." At this moment, Qian Cang Yi replied.

The voice on the other end of the phone was suddenly silent, as if holding his breath. After a while, breathing came out again, "How are you doing? Have you met a suitable teammate? With your strength, it shouldn’t have been. A movie that can't be done, right?" The voice of the little drill wind who started talking again suddenly became energetic, but it was not really energetic. It was just the difference in volume, which seemed to be just to hide his emotions.

"It's hard to say, no one knows what will happen in the next movie." Qian Cang glanced at Ma Lu.

The sound of the engine was from far and near, and a white car passed by the phone booth, splashing rainwater on the ground, and hitting the plastic covering of the phone booth. The phone booth at this time seems to be more than just a communication tool, it is more like a small room, a harbor that can shelter from wind and rain.

The other end of the phone fell silent again.

"Just talk about anything, just chat." Qiancang remembered the news that Xiao Zuanfeng had given him a long time ago. It is not so much news, but more like a diary, and writes all the major events encountered on it. In the diary, it’s just that the little drill in the back may have realized that he was blacked out, or it may be because of other reasons that similar news is no longer coming.

Purple lightning flashed across the sky, the voice from the other side of the microphone, and then the voice of the small drill wind returning to a tired state, "I'm calling...I want to say goodbye to you..."

"Goodbye……"

"I hope you can live forever..."

However, this simple blessing did not make Qian Cangyi feel the blessing, on the contrary, he realized a despair, which belongs to the despair of a small diamond wind.

"This is the emergency phone booth? Xiao Zuanfeng, are you sure you don't ask me for help?" Qian Cang asked back.

...

Rest time before "Night Run".

In the conference room of the main world, the Hell Return team is conducting a cumulative regular meeting. The regular meeting is not based on time conditions to decide whether to open, but based on the number and depth of issues to be discussed. Once the prescribed conditions are met, they will be discussed. Held at one time.

The issues to be discussed are not limited to the exhibition of the movie world, the possible changes in the future of **** movies, and the scenarios and crisis predictions. All related issues can become the topic of discussion.

The outcome of the meeting is not necessarily to pursue a correct answer, but it must be discussed, so that we can know the views of each member, so that when we encounter similar problems in the movie world, we can save a lot of time.

An important issue in this discussion is:

Can members of the group participate in the film alone without consulting with the rest of the actors?

The main reason for this problem is that Qian Jiangyue participated in several small films after the film "The Corner" to pay off his debts. Another reason is his vision for the future.

The four people were seated, and the issues discussed this time were placed at the table, and no one spoke.

They have five minutes to think about. They basically use the five minutes to sort out their thoughts, so that everyone can save time.

"Isn’t it normal to exchange reputation value for money? Haven’t you ever participated in a small movie?" Qian Jiangyue pointed to the first question on the white paper~www.wuxiaspot.com~ How do I feel that this question is for me? Here? "

"You can say it in advance." Qiancang knocked off the table.

"Will you agree? If you don't agree that I will still participate in the small movie, then ask what is the difference between you? If you don't agree, I will not participate in the performance, it does not mean that you are seeking your opinions? The relationship is at the same level. This kind of thing shouldn't need to be solicited." Qian Jiangyue leaned back, not very interested in this issue.

"Your dualistic thinking has made this problem more complicated. The purpose of raising this question is to discuss a plan that everyone agrees with. In addition, telling us before participating in a small movie is not soliciting. If there are some of us Want to participate in a small movie? Maybe you can form a team." Qian Cang shook his head, disagreeing with Qian Jiangyue's views.

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