The Her That Is So Charming

Wen Yiyang is a man with a sense of measure.

Even if he was so close, he would raise his hand and slightly separate his lips with the back of his hand to prevent his heat from spraying to her ears and offending her.

Also officially because of the gentleman he accidentally, Ruan Yan didn't push him away.

"If 80% of the video that my sister said was shot with film, it would not only be a simple digital intermediate technology, but also a big machine in the imaging laboratory..."

Wen Yiyang slowly explained to her one by one, telling her as much as possible in a simple way.

Ruan Yan was afraid that he would be too tired to bend over in this posture, so she let him sit down. He shook his head: "No, there are some confidential things involved, it is not convenient to sit down and say."

"Then sit next to me and talk."

Ruan Yan reached into the bag, touched the cold pen, paused, and took out another signature pen and a notebook.

She put the things on the table and said to Wen Yiyang, "You can simply write it on paper. I don't need to explain it in detail. I only need to know the principle. Then I will judge the feasibility of this plan."

"Plan?" Wen Yiyang sat down beside her, picked up a pen and wrote some simple basic nouns on the paper, and asked her, "I never asked my sister, what is this video? You want to take it. do what."

Now that they have come to the door, Ruan Yan did not intend to hide it from him: "This video is all Zhou Zijue's movie."

"Well, why repair it?" Wen Yiyang was calm and did not appear surprised.

"Because they are all banned movies by him." Ruan Yan looked at Wen Yiyang and said seriously, "I have been with Baihe during this time, and some of the crew members have inquired that Zhou Zijue has a habit of filming. Movies, sometimes multiple versions of a plot will be made, including those for the public, investors, and censorship..."

When she came back from the hospital, she sent water to the logistics team as soon as she entered the team, not just to win over the personnel. The crew is a small ecology. Actors can use newcomers, but the director of the support department definitely prefers to use the old people who have cooperated for many years.

As for Zhou Zijue's various habits, she chatted with people who had worked with Zhou Zijue for many years.

"Especially the underground movies he just made in his early years, and even the so-called'unedited originals' that have been circulated in his early years have actually been modified several times by him. The real unavoidable changes are only Zhou Zijue and a few people. Have."

Wen Yiyang's eyes moved slightly, listening to her continue.

"And these were found by Fang Bai in his room. Most of them were due to the age and his own man-made destruction, resulting in video fragmentation or extremely blurred images, especially in addition to the film shots, but also his A video shot with DV in the early years. Can you fix it for me?"

Wen Yiyang looked at the small U disk she put on the table.

His eyes were no longer as calm as before, "So sister, what do you want to do with them."

"Get revenge on Zhou Zijue." Ruan Yan raised his chin slightly, "He hurt me, and I will pay it back."

Wen Yiyang's eyes fell on her face with scrutiny.

She looked up and met his gaze.

After a while, he said four words: "Okay, I will help you."

After speaking, he put the U disk away.

"Thank you, Yiyang," she said.

"No, I'm very happy that you are willing to ask me for help when you encounter difficulties, really, sister." Wen Yiyang looked at her seriously.

Ruan Yan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, Wen Yiyang interrupted her: "Just treat it as my reward for supporting me in the past, and apologize for the wrong things I have done before. Don't say thank you to me anymore. "

Ruan Yan sighed lightly and stopped talking. She packed her things and got up to leave.

The light rain outside was faint, and Wen Yiyang asked her: "Is my sister with an umbrella?"

Ruan Yan shook his head.

Wen Yiyang took out a lattice umbrella from his backpack and opened it, "I will send you out."

Ruan Yan nodded. The umbrella was not big, Wen Yiyang held it, and the surface of the umbrella always tilted towards Ruan Yan, so that Ruan Yan walked inside, and the two could not be too far apart, otherwise Wen Yiyang would have to get wet.

Ruan Yan walked two steps with a cane, and suddenly said, "Yiyang, when will you find a girlfriend?"

Wen Yiyang's fingers on the handle of the umbrella were white for a moment, and he said warmly, "Okay, I will try to find something suitable."

"I think he should find a girlfriend." A voice suddenly sounded.

Ruan Yan looked up, and Shen Jin stood under a sycamore tree next to a few steps ahead, looking at them gloomily.

The other person stands tall and upright under the tree, the white shirt is pressed into the black trousers, his lips are straightened, and his face is cold and cold.

"Shen Jin?" Ruan Yan shouted. Wen Yiyang's umbrella was low and Shen Jin was high, and she saw him along the way.

"Dr. Xiao Wen, do you need me to introduce a few suitable female classmates for you?" Shen Jin looked at Wen Yiyang with a bad tone.

Wen Yiyang smiled slightly: "No, I like to do it myself."

Shen Jin was speechless.

"It's Mr. Shen," Wen Yiyang paused, his eyes staying on his head for half a second, "Standing under the tree, there is a green light on his head."

Shen Jin: "..."

Ruan Yan rarely saw the scene where Shen Jin was choked and couldn't say anything. She tried to suppress her smile a little and asked him: "Shen Jin, what are you doing here at Capital University?"

"Come and talk to Wen Yiyang. I didn't expect you to be here."

Ruan Yan said, "Well, then I will go first, and you two will talk slowly."

"Sister, I'll send you off first." Wen Yiyang held an umbrella.

"No, Ruan Yan has an umbrella."

Shen Jin stood a step forward, trying to separate them slightly. He looked at Ruan Yan, "You didn't take your previous umbrella in my car. I still have it. Come and get it."

Ruan Yan wanted to say no, but she changed her mind to think that otherwise she would have to hold an umbrella with Wen Yiyang, and she would be uncomfortable. She still turned around and said goodbye to Wen Yiyang, and went to his car with Shen Jin to get the umbrella.

There was no umbrella on the part of the road where the two walked side by side, and the light rain Fei Fei floated on the clothes.

Shen Jin first asked her: "Why did you leave suddenly that day? You didn't see Zhang Xiaolan..."

"Something came out."

Actually not, she just doesn't want to be alone with Shen Jin anymore.

Shen Jin said "Oh", with a hint of loneliness in his tone.

Ruan Yan asked him again: "Did you finish the longevity noodles that day?"

"finished."

"Have you eaten Zhang Xiaolan?"

"I have eaten." Shen Jin paused for half a second and said, "She was very moved, saying that it was the best noodles she had eaten in her life."

"Really?" Ruan Yan is not convinced. Zhang Xiaolan cooks so deliciously. She doesn't believe that she would praise the noodles made by someone who can't even make fried eggs.

"Yeah." Shen Jin said without changing his face, "You don't understand, she is mainly moved because I have such a good boss."

Ruan Yan: "..."

Ruan Yan didn't want to talk to him more, took the previous umbrella, opened it and left.

Shen Jin stopped her: "Wait a minute, there is something else for you."

He took out a box of perfume from the car and handed it to Ruan Yan.

Ruan Yan took it. Opening the lid, a familiar and comfortable breath came to his face.

It's a bit like the woody scent on Shen Jin's body, but it's different.

"I think your dark circles are a bit heavy. I don't know if you have not slept well during this period of time."

Shen Jin stopped and said, "Don't worry, I didn't give you my perfume, and I won't be offensive. I just asked Zhang Xiaolan to get the household perfume that I used to use at home. When you arrive at your current home, you spray some, Maybe I’ll get used to it and sleep more peacefully at night."

Ruan Yan did not decline, because it was exactly what he said.

After moving out, she spends most of the time in the hotel and can often fall asleep, and whenever she lives alone at home, she has to tuck the quilt tightly, just like Shen Jin used to wrap her.

There is an inexplicable sense of fulfillment and security.

"Thank you." Ruan Yan glanced at his drooping right hand wrapped in gauze and reminded loudly, "Keep your hands away as much as possible and don't get wet."

Shen Jin's hand froze in an instant, and he received it at the seam of the trousers on the outside of his left leg and pressed it slightly.

He said hello, then watched her turn and leave.

Although at the end, she still looked like she was in a hospital without looking back.

"Don't look, people have already gone far. Mr. Shen." Wen Yiyang walked over, just like watching a show.

Shen Jin glanced at him coldly, "What is she looking for you?"

Wen Yiyang looked at him amused: "It is me who asks for help, not you, why should I tell you?"

Shen Jin was choked again.

He adjusted his sleeves, forget it, not Wen Yiyang, he can check it himself. He has something else to come today.

"I heard that you and Lu Boliang are going to build Yaofeng Medical's voice repair system?"

"Not yet, it's still in the experimental stage." Wen Yiyang raised his eyebrows to look at him, "Why, always Shen wants to get in there?"

While talking, the originally misty light rain gradually turned heavier.

Shen Jin took out another **** umbrella from the car. He slammed it open. The rain crackled on the plastic umbrella. His voice was heavy:

"It's not here to kick in, it's here to help you."

Ruan Yan returned home. Linjiang is a big city, and the rain in the south and north of the city is different. There is still light rain on her side, falling on the ground, very quiet.

She has some insomnia as usual. The couple opposite Jiang Biao still left her small wontons. After she finished eating in one bite, she warmed up and went back to the bedroom to rest.

After thinking about it, she took out a few photos from the drawer, which were taken when she was in college with Lu Boliang. This was handed over to her by the young nurse at Shen Jintuo Hospital.

Shen Jin, what does he mean?

Under the creamy light, shining people on, she stood side by side with Lu Boliang, she smiled, Lu Boliang's face was as gentle as ever.

In just a moment of trance, another similar, sharp facial features suddenly appeared in her mind.

Ruan Yan shook her head. Without thinking about these things, she found out the perfume Shen Jin had given and sprayed it on the room.

Finally, in this familiar taste, tuck the quilt tightly and fall asleep firmly.

For the next few days, Ruan Yan did nothing. She stayed at home and watched old movies every day. Now everyone thought Ruan Yan had a serious injury to her leg, and Xing Qing did not arrange a notice for her.

Until the early morning a week later, Wen Yiyang sent her a document on WeChat.

——It is a restored video.

Ruan Yan clicked on, unzipped, turned on the projector, and looked slowly in the bedroom.

There are **** pictures, obscene/obscene plots, and even some fragments that completely contradict the mainstream consciousness...

She has been watching all the movies from early morning to late afternoon.

Sure enough, almost every one is different from the version circulating on the Internet.

Ruan Yan turned off the projector, took out his mobile phone, and forwarded the file to Xing Qing.

Two hours later.

Xing Qing: "!!! Where did you come from?"

Ruan Yan returned to her: "Don't worry about it, I'll ask you, if this thing is spread, Zhou Zi will never collapse."

Xing Qing: "Yes, and it's the kind that breaks completely! All of these films are on the line, and none of them have a screening license. He was banned the year before last because of one of them. For two years, I didn't expect the original version to be even more exciting..."

Ruan Yan: "Good."

Xing Qing: "Are we going to contact the media to post all these videos online and destroy Zhou Zijue?"

Ruan Yan and her didn't explain clearly, so they called directly, "No, we won't post."

"Who will we not post?" Xing Qing was stunned.

"Zhou Zi never dared to post these videos, do we dare to post?"

As soon as Ruan Yan finished saying these words, Xing Qing immediately understood the smell. This **** banned film was all over the line, and whoever touched it was unlucky. In the face of power and capital, their Bai Liang entertainment is as small as an ant. This is definitely not a red line they can touch.

"Then what shall we do now?"

"Our company is small, but there is always a company that is big enough; one company is not big enough, and the two together are always big enough; two are not enough, and the three capitals together can never be enough..." Ruan Yan said calmly on the other end. do you understand?"

Xing Qing turned the corner immediately.

Zhou Zijue is a dog better than the director. Although he is usually low-key, but the pretending film department wins awards, it definitely touches many people's cakes.

Just pack all these things and send them to Zhou Zijue’s opponent...

"I'll do it right away!!!"

Ruan Yan returned to the set the day after sending the stuff to Xing Qing.

She and Fang Bai drove there for more than an hour.

The rain in Linjiang City stopped, and the rain on the crew side began to fall again. It was still the kind of slight oblique drizzle, which made the sky gray.

Ruan Yan entered the group on crutches, and Zhou Zijue came over and gave a few words of condolences: "Why the legs are not good yet?"

Ruan Yan said: "I hurt my muscles and bones for a hundred days. Although I don't need a hundred days, I guess it will get better at the end of this month."

Zhou Zijue nodded lightly.

The assistant director came over and asked him whether he would continue to shoot when it rained. The color temperature and light of the rainy day are really unpredictable.

Zhou Zi desperately looked at the sky, almost obsessively said: "Film, continue to shoot."

His crazy perfectionism for the picture is coming up again.

A group of people drew up the rain-proof plastic film in the air.

Ruan Yan still moved a small chair underneath and watched them go around, waiting to watch others play.

However, after everything was set up, the deputy director stood up with a gloomy face and said, "We will stop work today, we can't shoot."

"What's the matter?" A group of actors complained.

The assistant director didn't give an explanation, so he paid them off.

The group performers quit, Ruan Yan sat on the chair and heard the assistant director whisper to them: "I can't go on filming, something has happened."

A smile appeared on the corner of Ruan Yan's lips, still sitting as firm as a mountain.

The whole crew is in panic.

Sure enough, an hour later, the entire Weibo exploded!

The kind that blows up to the earth--

I don’t know who posted a clip of "Eighteen Banned Films Sweeping Foreign Awards", and it also included banned film resources, and the whole network went viral.

It stands to reason that this kind of literary and artistic banned film, even if it is stepped on the line, or is too pornographic or violent, there will never be too many people paying attention to it on weekdays, but this time it is like premeditated, those retweets, likes, The remarks to tout Zhou Zijue's talented director are like mushrooms after a rain.

There are two groups of people on Weibo: one group is to kill Zhou Zijue to death, and it is said that the burial of a genius director like Zhou Zijue is completely abused by the authorities; the other group is crazy, calling Zhou Zijue a traitor. , Rubbish, entrained private goods, and even implicitly reflect Zhou Zijue's support of overseas funds...

Things got worse and worse. Weibo didn’t want to share this kind of thing, so he pressed hot search frantically, but Zhou Zijue’s several rival companies finally caught the opportunity to engage him, and then frantically bought hot search to send him up...

A large number of people in the front row came to eat melons, cooking oil on the fire:

["Zhou Dao pills."]

["Zhou Zi is really miserable. One film is banned, and one part wins awards, but one part is banned."】

["I didn’t think he was miserable. You really haven’t thought about the reason why his ministry won foreign awards? Either it is to blame the country for dirty water, or it is to engage in magical realism to show all the weak and distorted human nature in China. Look at the gring, satisfy their curiosity."]

...

Things get worse and worse, just like being burned by fire! No one of them knows how many people behind this incident are adding firewood to raise their salaries...

The main reason is that those films are too marginal and anti-social.

Hot search presses up and down, up and down.

Until the CCTV film official Wei came out, only one sentence: "Always remember, make Chinese movies."

Two meanings:

First, the movies made by Zhou Zijue are not the actual state of the country;

The second is that Zhou Zijue may really have close contacts with overseas funds.

This Weibo was also posted with a picture by the official Weibo, which was a notice from the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television that banned Zhou Zi from filming for eight years.

...

Until the afternoon, Ruan Yan was sitting in the lounge and swiping these lively Weibo.

Zhou Zijue finally couldn't help it anymore. The wooden door was kicked open by him. He stared at Ruan Yan's face viciously, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes:

"I checked the surveillance, you planned it a long time ago! You just deliberately led me to the reed stilt that day, so that your assistant could steal things in my room, right?"

"No shooting for eight years, eight years! Ruan Yan, you **** ruined me!"

"All ruined!"

After he roared, the whole person strode forward, grabbed Ruan Yan's arm and dragged her out——

"I will not kill you today!"