Millennium director

Wu Yuan's home in Jingcheng.

"You've been lazy a lot lately."

"I also put on some weight."

"good!"

Liu Yifei smiled and reached out to pinch Wu Yuan's cheek, and said happily: "Your haggard appearance worried me a while ago. I was even afraid that you would die suddenly."

"Fortunately, during this period, my body has recovered again and I have had a good rest."

"Brother, you are considered middle-aged now, don't treat yourself like a young person, it will be very harmful to your body."

"Eh!" Wu Yuan, who was lying on the sofa where Ge You was originally, started rolling like a carp, "Why are you middle-aged? A man will remain a boy until he dies!"

"Exactly." Liu Yifei rolled her eyes: "You are considered middle-aged if you are over 30 years old. You have to start paying attention to health care. You are 33 years old this year. If you don't pay attention to health care now, you will end up with bad health when you get old. The root of the disease is gone.”

"The United Nations and the World Health Organization have said that middle-aged people are considered to be over 45 years old." Wu Yuan said unconvinced.

"Yes." Liu Yifei patted Wu Yuan's arm angrily: "I'm too lazy to argue with you."

"Aren't you going to the company to edit the film today?"

Wu Yuan shook his head, continued to lie back, picked up the remote control and changed channels at will: "Today is a day off, there is no need to go to the company every day to watch the post-production."

The post-production of "Riding the Wind" and "Ready Player One" are in orderly production. Compared with the filming period, although Wu Yuan now has to focus on the post-production work of the two movies at the same time, it is still relatively relaxed overall.

After all, there is a post-editing team in charge of each of the two movies, and he only needs to catch the boss.

Again, this is not the kind of literary film that is infused with his artistic ideas. There is really no need for Wu Yuan to edit the film frame by frame himself.

So he can also take some time off from his busy schedule to rest at home.

"Qian Qian, the weather is getting warmer now. That boy Liu Ye invited me to play mahjong. Do you want to come with me?" Wu Yuan asked casually while watching the TV in a sleepy state.

Just as he guessed, Liu Yifei quickly shook her head and refused: "Forget it, go on your own."

The two have been dating for so many years, but their circle of friends has never been very integrated.

Wu Yuan's circle of friends and Liu Yifei's circle of friends almost all operate separately.

Liu Yifei was basically not interested in Wu Yuan and his friends playing mahjong, eating hot pot around the fire, playing billiards and other activities.

Wu Yuan was not interested in getting involved with Liu Yifei and her girlfriends as they went shopping, sang karaoke, and had big dinners.

Over time, the two of them have now become accustomed to "each playing his own game," but Wu Yuan would take the initiative to ask him what he meant every time.

After getting an unsurprising answer, Wu Yuan shrugged, stood up, put on a coat, and prepared to go out.

"Then I'll go by myself. Speaking of which, Ye Zi, Brother Kun and I haven't gotten together for a long time."

Wu Yuan has been very busy in the past two years. It is true that he seldom gathers with his friends. Now that he is rarely free and there are activities, he will naturally not refuse.

An hour later, Wu Yuan arrived at a courtyard in Dongcheng District.

From the outside, this courtyard looks like an ordinary house, but in fact it is a private club dedicated to entertaining high-end clients.

Now Liu Ye, Chen Kun, Huang Xiaoming, Xia Yu and their families were all here in the yard, but Wu Yuan was the last one to arrive.

"Hey, we great directors are just different. We have to make our final appearance."

As soon as Wu Yuan entered the door, he heard familiar taunts.

He waved his hand angrily, "Brother Kun, your taunting skills have improved again in the past two years."

"How's your preparation for "The Secret of the Dragon" going?"

Xia Yu, who happened to walk out of the main hall, immediately took over the conversation: "It's pretty good."

"Director Wu Ershan is quite good, and he particularly values ​​Kun'er and is full of praise for his acting."

But no, Wu Yuan, who knew the inside story, laughed secretly in his heart.

If he hadn't cut off the "Painted Skin" IP first in this life, Wu Ershan would have hooked up with Chen Kun long ago.

However, even if Chen Kun did not get to know Wu Ershan because of "Painted Skin 2" in this life, when Wu Ershan took over "The Secret of the Dragon", he went around and found Chen Kun to star.

After all, he is still one of the few mainland actors in China who has played the leading role in magic and fantasy blockbusters and can carry the box office.

"The Secret of the Dragon is a collaboration with Huang Bo, right?" Wu Yuan asked again.

"Yes." When he got down to business, Chen Kun stopped joking and said seriously: "Huang Bo is indeed a very capable actor. What's even more amazing is that he has never received formal teaching in a major, and he can still act like this. "

"No wonder you also use him."

"Indeed." Wu Yuan nodded without refuting.

For actors like Chen Kun, who came from a professional background and came from a professional background in the 1990s, it is difficult for them to recognize non-professional actors. In their eyes, Ye Luzi's actors are all acting randomly, after all, they have not studied systematically.

So it is really not easy for them to recognize an actor who is wild.

Chen Kun truly admired Huang Bo. He and Huang Bo collaborated just once, and they were "conquered".

"Hey, aren't you here to have fun? Why are you talking about work?"

At this time, Yuan Quan walked out of the main hall and said helplessly: "The mahjong table has been set up, what are you still doing in the yard?"

Hey, Wu Yuan immediately walked into the main hall with a big smile on his face: "Sister Quan, long time no see, you have retired completely in the past few years."

"Ah?" Yuan Quan was stunned, and said somewhat dissatisfiedly: "I didn't retire, I filmed a new movie last year, you just don't pay attention to me."

"Really?" Wu Yuan touched his head, he really couldn't remember what movie Yuan Quan played last year.

"Heart Flower Road!" Yuan Quan rolled his eyes at him: "It was also played with Huang Bo. Huang Bo filmed this movie after filming your "Dear"!"

"I am the heroine, you didn't pay any attention to it?"

Wu Yuan remembered it then, and laughed awkwardly a few times. He had no time to go to the cinema to watch "Heart Flower Road" in this life, and he completely missed this movie.

In his previous life, he only watched this movie once and had almost forgotten it.

"Well, "Heart Flower Road" was released during the National Day last year, right? At that time, I was busy preparing for "Riding the Wind" and had no time to watch this movie, so I missed it."

"Okay." Yuan Quan waved her hand, "A road comedy is really not worth your attention."

"Hey, Director Wu, when will you make an art film again? I haven't seen your art film for several years. It's a pity."

"I did watch the "Love Letter" you and Xixi made last time, but it was too commercial and lacked some meaning."

"What are you thinking? Don't you plan to make art films again?"

"Well," Wu Yuan paused, raised his head and looked at the mahjong table that had been set up in the side hall, and Huang Xiaoming, Liu Ye and others who were playing mahjong at the table. He rolled his eyes and changed the subject:

"Aren't we here to play mahjong today? Let's not talk about work, let's not talk about work."

"Let's start!" (End of this chapter)