I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 394 392. Shadow’s Family Portrait (13)

While driving, Xu Xin dialed Yang Mi's phone number.

"Dudu...hey, do you want someone to pick you up?"

My wife's care is sent immediately.

Xu Xin sighed:

"Oh... no, I just sent Zhao Benshan to the hospital."

"……ah?"

Yang Mi was a little confused:

"What do you mean?"

"Literally, I drank too much and my blood pressure went up. I came to the hospital for observation overnight."

"Oh. I thought something happened. It scared me. Are you coming back now?"

"If I can't come back, I may have to go back later tonight."

"Want to go out and play?"

"No, I'm going to the old man's place. Just now at the dinner table, Zhang Weiping and Zhao Benshan had a conflict..."

"ah???"

Yang Mi was confused again.

After Xu Xin explained the cause and effect, Yang Mi frowned.

After thinking for a while, she asked first:

"You didn't drink, did you?"

"without."

"Well...then you should concentrate on driving. As for this matter...don't tell Director Zhang what caused the two of them to separate. Now is not the time to talk about this...Brother, do you understand what I mean?"

Hearing this, Xu Xin frowned:

"Why do you say that?"

"It's very simple. This Zhang Weiping must be a complete villain. It's very troublesome to deal with such a villain. You have to let Director Zhang realize that it's time to cut him off.

The best you and Sister Mo can do is to say from the side that Director Zhang values ​​friendship so much that it would be unrealistic for you, a junior, to directly ask him to stop contacting Zhang Weiping.

What we have to do is scuttle the ship secretly. I think Zhang Weiping is like this to Zhao Benshan, and he must have something to do with Director Zhang...

Although I may be too shady, if I were to handle this matter...not to mention the matter between him and Chen Ting, I would be able to put him beyond redemption.

Think about it, let alone "Three Guns", Director Zhang's reputation is at its peak due to the Olympic Games. If he has a superborn child at this time, plus having a child out of wedlock...anyway, if he wants to make Director Zhang look bad, There simply aren’t too many methods.

So you must not have a direct conflict at this time, you have to get everything in order..."

Yang Mi's words gradually made Xu Xin's mind calm down.

After thinking for a while, he said:

"The old man did talk to me about the child today. Yinan has already missed a year of primary school. He must go to school next year at the latest. But now the child still can't get a birth certificate or register... Is our dad gone? ?”

"No, I'm watching TV outside."

"Then you talk to him about this matter and ask... to see how to deal with it. See who can find someone... or what procedures can be followed to handle this matter... and someone who can handle it..." The result of minimizing risks...do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, I'll tell you right now."

"Well...I'll go back as soon as possible."

"Then drive slowly."

"good."

Xu Xin responded and hung up the phone.

Then, he didn't call Zhang Mo, nor did he ask if the old man was back.

Instead, I planned to wait in the parking lot.

If Zhang Mo was at Zhang Weiping's place at this time, it would be inappropriate to make this call by himself.

Driving all the way to Shanshui Cultural Park, I immediately saw Zhang Mo's Cayenne parked there.

Has this come back?

He quickly parked the car and rang the doorbell.

"Click."

The security door opens.

Xu Xin opened the door and walked in.

After knocking all the way upstairs, he opened the door and saw Zhang Mo and the old man sitting on the sofa, with Zhou Xiaofeng sitting next to them.

The old man was still holding a letter in his hand and reading it.

"coming."

"Hmm...what are you looking at?"

"A letter written by Ken Takakura to my father."

"Well……"

Xu Xin nodded, and after saying hello to Zhou Xiaofeng, he sat on the sofa and took out the ashtray and lit a cigarette.

The atmosphere in the room was silent.

Xu Xin didn't know...whether the old man told Zhang Mo what happened just now.

I don’t know if Zhou Xiaofeng knows.

If the old man didn't say it, then it wouldn't be appropriate to say it himself.

Just sit there silently.

Until Zhang Yimou finished reading the letter.

"well……"

He seemed a little tired. After putting down the letter, he made no attempt to put it away. Instead, he looked at Xu Xin and said:

"I'm a little tired tonight. You and Momo can talk, I'm going to rest."

"Hey, okay..."

Xu Xin quickly stood up and continued:

"Teacher Benshan, I sent him to the hospital for observation. His blood pressure was a bit high, but it came down after taking medicine. But instead of letting him go, I called Shen Xiaoyang here. He is now under observation in the hospital all night."

"okay."

Zhang Yimou nodded and walked directly upstairs.

And the letter was placed on the coffee table.

After thinking about it, Xu Xin picked it up.

There are rows of cool handwriting on it.

At first glance, the pen used for writing seems to be a brush...

"My friend:

Takahama Kyoshi's haiku once said: Under the cold lamp, write two lines and delete one.

When I wrote this letter, my mood was just like this haiku, lonely and wandering.

As I write this letter, I have just finished reading "The Story of Noodles" (English translation by Sangun).

My friend, is your state of mind still the same as that of the ancient pond?

If so, why did a frog jump into it and make a drum sound?

Since the Olympic Games, I have prayed for you in the Buddhist temple.

When someone asked me what I prayed for, I smiled and told him: I am praying for everything to go well for you and for good health.

But there was one thing I didn’t say, and I didn’t even dare to look at the gods.

I'm afraid.

Especially after watching the Olympics and writing that congratulatory letter to you in August last year, I spent every day in panic.

My friend, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, once said: "Conceit, lust, and doubt—for three thousand years, all sins have originated from these three, and all virtues may have arisen from these three."

And my fear is that when a hero shoulders the expectations of the world and achieves it, will he fall into the same situation as the swordsman Ye Gucheng in the book written by Mr. Gu Long that you recommended to me? Deeply trapped in an isolated city built by his own hands.

I pray to the gods, I pray that your inspiration will never dry up and that your every step will be the destiny that art is meant to be.

Until I finished reading "A Story About Noodles".

I know that my fears have come true.

My friend, as an international director, you must stick to your inner choice of art and not be constrained and controlled by the producer.

"A Noodle Story" is not your movie.

You have been kidnapped.

It is unfamiliar and immature.

I refuse to acknowledge it as your movie.

Because I know that although it belongs to you, its soul has been replaced by a boring, empty and boring counterfeit.

I don't know if my advice will make you sad.

But I just want you to know how I feel at this moment.

It took me a lot of energy to look through Chinese translation books.

So much so that I originally had a lot to say, but it seemed so pale when written on paper.

I forgot a lot of what I wanted to say.

But I will still pray to God and pray that all your unhappiness and confusion will be forgotten in this movie.

Snowing.

The world should be white and clean.

In addition, Hermès people have already wrapped the interior of the Jaguar I prepared for you. I drive it every day to let it go through the running-in period.

When placed in your hands, you will feel comfortable driving it.

Friend: Ken Takakura

Written by the stove under the snow on December 11th. "

After reading the two pages, Xu Xin didn't know what to say for a while.

After thinking for a while, he handed the letter to Zhou Xiaofeng who was standing aside.

After Zhou Xiaofeng read it, he handed it to Zhang Mo.

The three of them took turns reading it. Amidst the smell of tobacco, Zhang Mo silently sorted out the letter and put it into an envelope before saying to Xu Xin:

"What...what do you think?"

"..."

Xu Xin thought silently.

After a moment, he shook his head:

"I have nothing to say. Is there any idea about Yinan going to school?"

Zhang Mo was stunned.

Obviously he didn't expect Xu Xin to ask this.

Then he shook his head:

"without……"

"I'll ask my dad in the next few days to see if there's anything I can use. There's nothing else..."

"Then I'll ask Zhang Weiping for Aunt Ting's ID card tomorrow."

"...Where is Aunt Ting's ID card?"

Xu Xin suddenly frowned.

"Yes, Aunt Ting doesn't go out very often, so she leaves it all at his place. He asked her to apply for a birth certificate..."

"Then don't ask. Replace it with a new one, and don't tell anyone about it. After you make it up, take it in your own hands, and I'll see what to do with it."

"……good."

"Well, I'm going back then. There is an audition tomorrow, Teacher Zhou, can we come together?"

Zhou Xiaofeng nodded:

"good."

Zhang Mo escorted the two of them to the parking lot:

"See you tomorrow then."

"okay."

Xu Xin responded, said goodbye to Zhou Xiaofeng, and took the lead to leave the parking lot.

Then, after making a long circle, he turned back again.

But he didn't go up. Instead, he called Zhang Mo.

Soon, Zhang Mo, who put on pajamas, pajamas, and a big down jacket, came to the parking lot again and got in the car.

The parking lot is also heated, so the temperature didn't feel freezing.

He closed the car, rolled down the window, and lit a cigarette.

"Teacher Zhou was there just now, and there were some things I couldn't say clearly."

"Um."

"Is there any conflict between Zhang Weiping and Aunt Ting? Why does it take so long to get a birth certificate?"

"……have."

After saying that, Zhang Mo thought for a while and said:

"Wait me a moment."

Then she got out of the car.

Xu Xin finished smoking a cigarette before she came back.

After getting into the car like a thief, he handed over a photo:

"Give."

"...?"

Xu Xin took it and took a look and found that it was a group photo.

"Taken it from my dad's study. My dad doesn't do graphic photography, you know that, right?"

"Know."

Xu Xin nodded.

Although the old man is a photographer, he never takes photos of anyone... The photos here refer to artistic photos.

Because he firmly believed that flat photos would influence the thinking of film narratives.

"Who is this……"

"My grandma."

"...Then this person is Aunt Ting?"

"right."

Looking at the beautiful young woman Xu Xin pointed at, Zhang Mo nodded:

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"Yeah, indeed."

In the photo, the old man's mother is sitting in the middle, and the boy in her arms should be Yi Nan.

The smaller boy held by the old man should be Yiding.

And the baby in the arms of that beautiful young woman should be Yi Jiao.

"After all these years... I actually feel sorry for Aunt Ting. Let's take my dad's life in Wuxi as an example... No matter how late my dad goes back, Aunt Ting will wait for my dad to come back. Then the two of them went from getting to know each other to getting pregnant. Giving birth...Aunt Ting, including Aunt Ting's parents, have never asked my father for anything. Do you know how I feel when I look at them sometimes? I feel wronged for Aunt Ting..."

Zhang Mo sighed:

"Sigh... Aunt Ting is like a shadow in the dark. This shadow is holding a heater in its hand. When my dad comes back, the shadow quickly takes the heater and helps my dad warm up. But when my dad is about to leave, When she was there, she silently wiped away all the fingerprints on my dad’s body, as if they had never existed... Do you know where this photo was taken?"

"...Photo studio? Isn't this a curtain?"

"No, it was at home. My dad borrowed things from the photo studio and took this photo. This is a real family photo... And when this photo was taken, I was still in the United States. Tiao My aunt didn't dare to tell me, and neither did my dad... Later, after I got divorced, our relationship completely eased, and my dad... just like a thief facing a judge, he pushed this photo in front of me..."

Zhang Mo had a wry smile on his face.

The wry smile was full of heartache.

"Tell me...this was taken when Yi Jiao was one month old. I was in the United States...not yet divorced, you know? That's what it meant...as if I was afraid that I would blame him and lose my temper, saying...don't blame me. Aunt Ting, let’s take a photo together.”

"..."

Xu Xin was silent.

After thinking for a while, he asked:

"What happened next? Did you film it?"

"I took it, but I didn't let my dad wash it, so I kept it in the computer. I told my dad: Don't wash this photo yet. You can't let Aunt Ting follow you like this for the rest of your life. When will you get the certificate? Now, it’s been announced. If some outsiders question it, just send this photo out. Let everyone see that I’m in this family photo. I agree and shut everyone’s mouths. Then we develop the photo openly and let’s do it. Hang it in our living room..."

"..."

Xu Xin was silent again.

Zhang Mo took the cigarette on the center console and lit one for himself.

"Pfft... Aunt Ting is a good woman. Really, Xu Xin. In this life... including my mother, I have never seen anyone treat my father so kindly. And she has worked hard for so many years, and she has chosen to endure no matter how many grievances she has... You just Aren't you asking me what grudge she has with Zhang Weiping? Let me tell you, Zhang Weiping hates Aunt Ting to death."

"...???"

Xu Xin was stunned.

Zhang Mo sneered, and a disgusting stench came out of his mouth and nose:

"The exact words, the exact words we talked about. Do you know what my dad said to me? He said: "He is now proposing that I leave Ting Ting and my children, saying that they are greedy for me and asking me to ignore them. .

how can that be possible?

I left such a big family alone, only dated you, and then worked for you? "

Zhang Weiping is not good at building good relationships with others, did you know that? Everyone had a warm relationship with him at first and then turned against him.

According to what my dad said: In the end, he looked down on the relatives and friends around me, and couldn’t say anything about them... Especially in the past ten years, I have almost become a loner. "

Xu Xin's anger suddenly came up.

The old man's temper is indeed soft.

This can be seen from the fact that he never refutes other people's opinions, but chooses to listen.

Can……

"Isn't this fucking bullying!"

"Yes...but...I have to admit that Zhang Weiping fought a lot for my dad. Especially in the first few years...do you know what tricks those people used to get my dad to help them make movies? Just like the fucking evil forces. If it weren't for Zhang Weiping...my dad would have suffered a lot. So...you understand?"

"..."

Xu Xin had no way of knowing what happened to the old man when he was young.

But from what Zhang Mo heard, he and Zhang Weiping's relationship was actually quite complicated.

But it was complicated, and he still didn't accept it.

But by the same token, it’s actually useless to talk about that now.

His mind began to spin rapidly, considering everything...

After thinking for a while, he suddenly said:

"I try my best to find a reliable person. If I find someone, first of all... maybe the two of us have to get the certificate. I think we must get this certificate. Firstly, it is a matter of legal procedures, and secondly... we have to give one to Aunt Ting. Give an explanation to the children. Now Yi Nan and Yi Ding are growing up little by little... This kind of thing, like an illegitimate child, has a great impact on the children's childhood."

"I support your idea... But to be honest, I really don't have any connections... As you can see, my dad still has some energy in the film industry. In other places, he is really not very good... Many people think that he is a great director who is very powerful in all aspects of society. But it is really not the case... and he doesn't know how to deal with those people."

"That's okay, I'm here."

Xu Xin didn't take this seriously at all.

He's there.

There is an old man here.

I dare not say "disaster for the country and the people", but there are some things that others cannot do, but he can really do it.

"That's it...Sister Mo, let's start solving these old sesame and rotten millet matters now. I'm responsible for doing it, and you're responsible for hiding it. The old man won't just watch the conflict between me and Zhang Weiping. His temper... must be The two sides are trying to make peace. So, no matter whether it is getting a marriage certificate or punishment for having too many children..."

"I'll face it, I did everything."

"right."

Xu Xin nodded:

"After all, you are an old man's daughter, and a daughter protects her father. It's natural. Whatever happens to Zhang Weiping, at worst, you just go with him! No matter whether it's a quarrel or a fuss, you can hide it for as long as you can, and trust it for as long as you need to... It's best to do this There are things Zhang Weiping will never know. Including the children's schooling... Can Aunt Ting and the three children come to Yanjing?"

"Yes, you can come here to go to school after registering as a registered permanent resident... Ever since what happened to me, my father has been particularly opposed to children studying abroad by themselves..."

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless for a while.

so good.

The eldest daughter set a negative example for the whole family.

but……

"That's alright, you don't have to worry about this... I'll take care of it. I will try my best to minimize everything. The best case scenario is to do everything quietly, and everything will be settled next year. On the right track. And without the burden... let the old man choose the rest, how about it?"

"good!"

Zhang Mo nodded.

Then he said to Xu Xin sincerely:

"Thanks!"

"fine."

Xu Xin shook his head:

"Then let's put it this way, give me some time. You will go to Wuxi in the near future and explain clearly to Aunt Ting what we have discussed... and hide it from the old man first and don't put any pressure on him. Wait until he does it. When we were talking."

"Um!"

"Then let's just say, I'll go back and discuss it with my dad."

"Okay, thank you."

Zhang Mo said thank you again.

But Xu Xin laughed:

"Haha, it's okay, leave it to me."

Although he is not confident, he will try his best to solve this matter perfectly.

…

"Wow..."

Xu Daqiang sat on the seat in the restaurant and narrowed his eyes.

The couple sat next to him and did not disturb his thinking.

but……

Yang Mi must admit one thing.

That's...after listening to these things from my husband's mouth, I felt the same way.

First, I feel sorry for Aunt Ting.

The second is...your grandma Zhang Weiping...

Xu Daqiang was silent for about a minute and nodded:

"Director Zhang is our family's benefactor. We must help with this matter... However, this matter cannot be done in Yanjing, the stakes are too high... It's easier to say in Shenmu, it's just a matter of one sentence, I'm sure it can be done I'm covering myself tightly. But... I can't do it. Because when the day comes, people will ask you why you are in Shenmu Lane? What is there in Shenmu Lane? Are there any twists and turns in it?"

"Yes, that's what I was thinking when I came back. The best way is to do it locally in Wuxi..."

"Then it's up to friends to trust friends. It just takes time to keep it secret...but it's easy to do. Let's do it, it's easy to talk about."

Xu Daqiang waved his hand:

"This matter must be done openly and openly, and can withstand anyone's inspection. Firstly, it cannot be spent, and secondly, there must be enough exchange...it is nothing more than benefits. Expanding the city's influence, increasing income, publicity and establishing an image... ...That's all. People can't help you in vain. You have to have enough things..."

"You want to do it openly and beautifully?"

"Right... Just thinking about it, I'm going to ask some friends. Okay?"

"Um."

Xu Xin nodded:

"I'm also thinking about how to do this."

"Ang. It can definitely be done... Let's do it in two parts. One is the procedures, and the other is... Let the baby go to school first. Schooling can't be delayed. There are still a few years left in elementary school... Let's go to school first. This There are people on the side, the people who played cards today can help. You go back and talk to Director Zhang, how about you get a private elementary school first?"

"You mean to go to school first? Will you deal with the student status later?"

"Right, what else? Let the baby delay a year or two? Delaying no one can delay the baby's studies."

"...That's fine, then the confidentiality work..."

"Oh, take the money! What a joke! A student, so inconspicuous. Who else but the class teacher can know what's going on? Don't worry, I can just play a table of mahjong with you tomorrow."

Xu Daqiang waved his hand indifferently:

"It's very simple."

"..."

Hearing this, Xu Xin didn't speak yet.

On the contrary, it was Yang Mi with puppy legs who said:

"Uncle Xu."

"ah?"

"Too cool~"

"Ahahahaha~"