Chapter 241: Three Thousand Ways to Kill You

In North America, Zhang Zhang Ziyi had just returned from the set of *Memoirs of a Geisha*, and her mood was clearly not very good.

A few days ago, Harvey and Spielberg had come together.

They demanded that she clarify her negative comments about Liu Liu Yifei when facing domestic internet media Sina Entertainment, and give a reasonable explanation.

The greedy gaze of that Jewish film merchant seemed to have hooks, pricking her all over, and Zhang Zhang Ziyi felt extremely uncomfortable.

It wasn't that she hadn't inquired about Hollywood's implicit politics; she knew this was an opinion leader for Oscar awards, and she didn't dare to offend him.

There was no way; Zhang Zhang Ziyi had to swallow her pride and declare in several print media and the blog network that her previous comments about Liu Liu Yifei were completely misinterpreted and misreported by Sina.

She herself greatly appreciated and affirmed the performance of this domestic actress in *The Otherworld*, calling it glory for the country and fame overseas.

With a depressed face, Zhang Zhang Ziyi walked into the hotel room.

"What? Why? You can't do this!"

"Hello? Hello?"

Her brother and agent, Zhang Zinan, hung up the phone in a daze; he didn't even know what they had done wrong.

"What's wrong?"

"Dior, Dior called and said that the waist-cinching silk dress from before can't be lent to us."

Zhang Zhang Ziyi's eyes were about to split: "Why? Wasn't it agreed upon? I'm a brand friend, aren't I?"

This was the haute couture she had prepared to wear to the *Memoirs of a Geisha* promotion the day after tomorrow. Where was she supposed to find a replacement in such a short time?

"Give me the phone, I'll find Aisha myself. She's Galliano's assistant. Isn't what she says weighty enough?"

Zhang Zinan didn't follow his sister's wishes this time: "It's Galliano's decision; he gave the order."

"Galliano? Why?"

Zhang Zhang Ziyi collapsed powerlessly on the hotel sofa, her head splitting with pain.

As the current creative director of Dior, Galliano, who was studying Dior's next spring/summer "Bamboo Rhyme" haute couture series, didn't have time to tell you why.

20,000 kilometers away, on the campus of the Beijing Film Academy, there was another actress who was raging in her heart, shouting "why."

Jiang Jiang Yiyan hung up the phone powerlessly.

After three days of effort, whether crying or begging, she still couldn't change the director's determination to change the lead actress.

Facing her "why," Xie Xie Dongshen only helplessly pointed out that she should watch her mouth in the future.

Her!

It was her!

Jiang Jiang Yiyan hurriedly took out her phone. Sister Xixi is so kind-hearted, she will definitely forgive me, she will definitely help me plead!

The call didn't go through.

She logged into Penguin; Liu Liu Yifei's avatar was black.

Jiang Jiang Yiyan couldn't care about losing face anymore and shouted directly in the class group of the 02 Acting Class.

"Sister Xixi, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it; someone told me to say it. I regret it so much, Sister Xixi!"

It was just that she couldn't send voice messages; otherwise, she would definitely have cried and sold a miserable story.

Even at this time, she was still thinking about morally kidnapping Liu Liu Yifei.

It was just a pity that the class group, which had been lively just a moment ago, seemed to have been muted for everyone, leaving only her crazy confession.

No one spoke again.

Don't know how long it had been, in Paris, which had a time difference of more than ten hours, Liu Liu Yifei had just woken up, opened her phone, and saw this little essay.

Remembering Lu Kuan's "saint" theory, she hardened her heart and replied.

"You don't regret it; you're just afraid."

Zhu Zhu Yawen: Sister Xixi, can you bring a few Hanfu back? Our class needs to use them for the final play this semester.

Luo Jin: Exactly, and some Parisian specialties, bring some back for us to taste!

The mute in the group seemed to have been lifted instantly, and the screen was swiped with greetings, and Jiang Jiang Yiyan's little essay disappeared in the middle of the chat box.

The domestic public opinion situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

In Beijing, the Yanda Huayi VP angrily called Song Song Zude directly: "How the hell are you doing things? Where is the material I told you to post?"

"Song Song Zude, I'm warning you, the film investment share has already been given to you. Do you know the consequences of taking money and not doing things?"

The big-mouthed monster shouted injustice: "I posted it! I really posted it! But Sina isn't showing it; these posts have all been blocked!"

Song Song Zude had learned his lesson last night, aiming for the "damn it, let's go" mentality, slightly modified the wording, and hardened his heart to click send.

He was risking his life, determined to go all the way down the road of not stopping until he blackened Liu Liu Yifei to death.

The Yanda Huayi people listened, stunned, and poked another call to the VP of Sina Blog.

It was just that the Sina Blog VP, who had previously cooperated tacitly, wasn't so polite this time.

"Shouldn't you Yanda Huayi people calm down too?"

"You don't even look at what the situation is like right now. You haven't stepped into the arena yourselves, and you're talking so lightly while remote-controlling from the back—who are you trying to set up for a fall?"

"Yes, we are partners, but we shouldn't cooperate like this, right?"

"If you were still posting that her acting is bad, she's ugly, or she has a bad temper, that would be fine."

"So many high-level units are liking and speaking for her, and now you want us at Sina to post black material about her having an abortion or being promiscuous."

"Are you tired of living?! Do you have a brain?"

The Yanda Huayi VP was scolded, listened to the blind tone on the phone with anger, and sighed with relief as if he had survived a disaster.

*Damn it, fortunately Sina is cowardly; this matter can't be blamed on me, otherwise I would definitely be trapped this time. *

*Working for these two brothers isn't easy, fuck! *

Song Song Zude, who was pacing back and forth in his Beijing studio, was uneasy; his subconscious told him that this matter wouldn't end so simply.

He regretted that his heart was covered by lard, and he recklessly entered the field for the investment share of that Yanda Huayi movie called *The Banquet*.

Before, he had hammered has-been and second- or third-tier actresses like Yang Yang Yuying and Jin Jin Qiaoqiao; this time, he really hit a hard nail.

What to do... what to do...

The secretary's call came in: "Boss Song, hurry up and look at the blog network, Zhuo Wei posted an article @ you!"

Song Song Zude's heart skipped a beat.

Zhuo Wei? What does this have to do with him?

He hurriedly opened the blog network, and in the V-verified account of the Fengxing Studio, a blog post titled *Song Song Zude's Three Sins* was pinned at the top!

Use his own way to treat his own body.

In exchange, the blog network promised Zhuo Wei a promotion agreement and increased his permission for posting.

And for Zhuo Wei, who had risen from the incident of Liu Liu Xiaoqing's release from prison, Song Song Zude could be a stepping stone for him to become the number one paparazzi in the country.

Especially now that Song Song Zude, who was already stinking because of his mindless blackening of Liu Liu Yifei, was an experience baby!

Song Song Zude opened this online manifesto attacking him.

*Song Song Zude's Three Sins*:

First sin: Stirring up trouble and slandering people's innocence.

Zhuo Wei counted his smear campaigns against Yang Yang Yuying, Jin Jin Qiaoqiao, and others, and confirmed the identity of his cousin Song, who used the pseudonym Liu Xinda.

Jin Jin Qiaoqiao also spoke for herself with Yu Dong's support, crying and complaining about the grievances of these years.

Jin and Yu became husband and wife in later generations.

Of course, there was also this Liu Liu Yifei incident. Zhuo Wei presented facts and reasoned, refuting it from a third-party perspective.

This first sin made public opinion uproar; the story of that red Porsche was still fresh in memory. So that was how your first hammer of making a fortune started, old Song.

Second sin: Academic fraud.

This is Song Song Zude's common means of hammering others, and now he was treated with his own medicine.

Song Song Zude claimed to be a Ph. D. from an American university of technology, often posing as a highly educated person in the entertainment industry.

But according to the investigation results of Zhuo Wei relying on Lu Kuan's network in the States, this so-called Ph. D. was a 3-month distance education, which was laughable.

Third sin: Tax evasion, patent fraud, commercial fraud!

Song Song Zude had several entrepreneurial experiences, among which a company under his name called "Wanlijian Shoe Industry" was once suspected of patent fraud.

This company sold height-increasing insoles. Zhuo Wei got the penalty decision issued by the Zhejiang Patent Administration against him in 1997.

The so-called height-increasing insoles actually only had health effects, and the claimed patent effect was inconsistent with the facts.

Then there was another "Gao'erbao Massage Knee Pad" registered in Shanghai, claiming to have the efficacy of traditional Chinese medicine equipment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Zhuo Wei hammered it in the blog post, and indicated that he had provided clues to the Shanghai patent department and industrial and commercial department in accordance with laws and regulations.

The blog post was very long, and various investigation materials and audio and video records of the parties involved were attached below.

Song Song Zude looked like gold paper, and his fingers sliding the mouse trembled violently.

The blog post had a strong response. Such fun was even more popular than the so-called star melons, and the comment section soon became lively.

But what was surprising was that the first hot comment was a message from Boss Lu.

He rarely posted on blogs, and now he came to leave a message for someone else?

【Lu Kuan VIP】: Zhuo Wei, Zhuo Wei, you are the discipline inspection committee of the entertainment industry.

In less than five minutes, the number of likes reached 3,000!

Netizens replied: Are you afraid that the entertainment industry discipline inspection committee will dig you up later, washing machine? Now you start to flatter first?

Zhuo Wei's first battle was to give Boss Lu the stage name "Washing Machine."

His fame battle was digging up the beautiful pictures of the former domestic top star Liu Liu Xiaoqing after her release from prison.

It seems that this battle of stepping on Song Song Zude to reach the top of the entertainment industry's first mouthpiece will again win the reputation of the entertainment industry discipline inspection committee.

Boss Lu personally certified!

It was also on that afternoon that Song Song Zude received a subpoena from the Municipal First Intermediate People's Court.

The party concerned, Liu Liu Yifei, filed a lawsuit with the court for the crime of insult and defamation, requesting to pursue Song Song Zude's criminal responsibility.

The crime of insult and defamation belongs to a private prosecution crime in criminal law, which means that if the party concerned does not pursue it, Song Song Zude can spray whatever he wants on the internet, as long as it does not seriously endanger social order and national interests.

The next morning, the fax of the letter from the relevant patent department and industrial and commercial department also arrived.

He was required to go to the relevant department to explain the patent situation of his "Gao'erbao Knee Pad" product.

These two things were exposed by internal personnel who were scattered like birds and beasts. Song Song Zude in this life ended his career of spraying feces and mouth cannons in advance.

The crime of insult and defamation can be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years depending on the severity of the circumstances.

Even if Song Song Zude escapes actual imprisonment by relying on someone, his big mouth will not have any credibility on the internet.

This is the biggest blow to him!

Those who know a little bit about the inside story know what's going on. Isn't this the revenge action planned by the one who named Zhuo Wei the entertainment industry discipline inspection committee?

The last one named Zhang Zhang Tianshuo is still inside stepping on the sewing machine!

Yanda Huayi decisively cut off its arm to survive and cut off the connection with Song Song Zude.

It's just that Lu Kuan's revenge is like a tarsal maggot, following like a shadow.

Following the "Three Sins" against the big-mouthed monster on the 8th, Fengxing Studio continued to post on the 9th, aiming at Li Fan Bingbing, one of the Two Bingbings.

According to the revelations provided by Zhuo Wei, in August 2004, because of cooperation in *City of Angels*, Li Fan Bingbing and Taiwan male star Zhu Zhu Xiaotian had a wild party in a hotel.

After the two juiced for more than 30 hours, they left separately, with hotel video evidence.

Good guy, in the process from the elevator to the room, the explosive scene of the two biting and touching each other simply blinded the eyes of the melon-eating masses!

Is this the pure jade girl Li Fan Bingbing that you Yanda Huayi strongly support?

A lustful woman, right?

This matter was actually exposed by hotel insiders before, but the propaganda power was not enough, so it was a small melon.

Now that Zhuo Wei is taking a magnifying glass to take everyone to watch, the destructive power is naturally extraordinary!

Wang Wang Xiaolei was furious and found someone to contact Zhuo Wei, using both coercion and inducement to demand the withdrawal of the article and an apology, and hurriedly arranged crisis PR.

The Song Song Zude and Li Fan Bingbing incidents fermented rapidly on the internet. The latter had a certain impact on Yanda Huayi, but it didn't shake the overall situation and was still under control.

Stock traders should have heard such a sentence: when you feel that you have lost a lot, maybe the loss has just begun.

Similarly, when Wang Wang Xiaolei was exhausted dealing with these two rotten things and thought that it would end here, Xiao Gang Pao had an accident again.

October 2004, Kunlun Hotel, Beijing.

China Film Group, Yanda Huayi, and Beijing Charity Association jointly held the *A World Without Thieves* charity premiere here.

This was a small hype of Xiao Gang Pao.

The props and costumes of stars like Andy Lau and Rene Liu that appeared at the premiere today will be auctioned on the internet, and all the money collected will be used for the funding of poor students.

The event started, and Xiao Gang Pao held the microphone with a beaming face.

"Friends, thank you for coming. Today, the enthusiastic charity viewers at the scene all bought 5,000 yuan tickets to enter. I, on behalf of Yanda Huayi and the film party, thank you all!"

Applause under the stage.

Feng Feng Xiaogang joked: "But don't worry, everyone, we will donate all the money to the Beijing Charity Association, and everyone can have dinner with our big stars like Andy Lau, Rene Liu, and Li Fan Bingbing after the end, okay!?"

"Okay!"

"Just came for this!"

The atmosphere at the scene was very active, but there were some discordant voices.

"Li Fan Bingbing, are you in love with Zhu Zhu Xiaotian? Can you respond?"

Good guy, the paparazzi also spent 5,000 yuan to enter the venue. This cost is not low.

Li Fan Bingbing on the stage looked dim and pretended not to hear. Xiao Gang Pao also thought about quickly changing the topic, picked up the microphone and was about to solve it lightly.

Unexpectedly, he was the real target.

"Director Feng, the dinner you mentioned, is it in the hotel, or in your big house in Zhang Chaoyang District?"

Feng Feng Xiaogang's face darkened.

"You are that reporter from *Star Weekly*, right?"

"I said it was you who put the home addresses of many performers on a map, right? Are you idle?"

"There is a lunatic who comes to our door every day to block me! I found out after asking that I bought your newspaper in Tianjin and went straight to me!"

This matter had troubled Xiao Gang Pao for a long time. He was still dyed with vitiligo at this time, and he was not very comfortable inside and out.

That glasses reporter was not ashamed but proud: "That's great! It shows that our magazine has a large circulation!"

Feng Feng Xiaogang was furious: "You are simply shameless bastards! Who allowed you to expose our home address? I really want to smoke you!"

The reporter was ecstatic: "Come on, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be? If you don't smoke me today, you will take my surname!"

Xiao Gang Pao said "fuck" in his mouth and ran to the stage. Wang Wang Xiaolei, who was prepared, pulled him.

The reporter rushed to the stage as if he were crazy, and the two fought together, and the scene was out of control.

"Security! Security!"

A charity premiere with a harmonious atmosphere became a farce. The headlines the next day had nothing to do with *A World Without Thieves*.

More were the scolding wars and pushing between Xiao Gang Pao and reporters, as well as the support of big stars like Huang Lei and Zhang Zhang Guoli.

"Xiao Gang is a bit impulsive, but this reporter is indeed wrong. Exposing people's home addresses is not adding blockage to people!"

Teacher Zhang Guoli said so.

*A World Without Thieves* premiere encountered a bad start, Xiao Gang Pao exploded on the spot!

Two days later, the reporter who was scolded and pushed away on the spot claimed that he had been harassed by Feng Feng Xiaogang and the forces behind him, and his mental health had been seriously affected.

He demanded that Feng Feng Xiaogang apologize to him in the newspaper, otherwise he would send a lawsuit to the court, demanding compensation for his mental damage!

Wang Wang Xiaolei: *Troublesome! *

Entertainment reporters rebelled, the entertainment industry watched the melon, and Yanda Huayi was disturbed.

The mastermind Boss Lu was giggling.

This matter was originally a piece of news in later generations, but he pushed it a little bit.

And who is behind this *Star Weekly* reporter?

Wang Changtian of Enlight Media.

He had the idea of entering the film market since he was invited to participate in the Inquiry Realm press conference for the first time. This time, it was a coincidence.

Perhaps when *Single Men and Women* starring Fan Fan Bingbing is released in the Valentine's Day file in 2005, interested people will find that the name of Enlight Media will be among the producers.

Boss Lu gave Enlight a certain investment share in exchange for close cooperation in entertainment media PR in the future.

The higher a person's social status, the more people they are connected to, and the greater the power they have to control others.

The gold content of this sentence by Leo Tolstoy is still increasing.

After the three axes were cut, Lu Kuan temporarily gave Yanda Huayi time to breathe.

Among the many interrogation methods, there is a method jokingly called flight mode, which does not beat or scold, gives food and drink, but does not let you sleep.

Arrange for a few people to be on duty to watch you, and if you doze off, they will smile and poke you awake.

Don't underestimate such a method. Compared with flight mode, most prisoners would rather be beaten up to be happy.

Now Boss Lu is also using such a method to tease Yanda Huayi. After they digest the bitter fruit of these three axes, there is still a finale show.

Liu Liu Yifei still has to stay with her father in Paris for a few days, and Boss Lu returns to China first.

It was almost dark when he came out of the VIP channel of the first class. A-Fei drove back to the courtyard by himself.

Boss Lu was picked up by a long-haired woman wearing a trench coat and black super, who was Yu Yu Feihong, who had been carefully preparing for a new film for a year.

She played a role in *Zhu Xian*, learned the use of DIT console and related special effects technology, and filled the last link.

The preparation work for the Chinese version of *Ghost* entered the final stage of raising investment, which was much faster than the progress of the previous life.

After all, it can be considered a disciple of the Golden Lion Award-winning director.

Is this coming to Boss Lu for alms with her body today?

Yu Yu Feihong has a house in Yujingyuan on Huawei Bridge on the East Third Ring Road, which is considered a relatively expensive plate at this time.

It opened in 2001 for more than 7,000, and the lottery gave away an Audi, which was worth the price of a small three-bedroom outside the Fourth Ring Road that year.

After the marketing was done, this place rose directly from 7,000 to 13,000, which was very exaggerated in 2001.

Lu Kuan turned around with great interest. He didn't buy too many commercial houses in Beijing, but he had hoarded nearly ten courtyards in the past two years.

It's definitely not enough to live in, it's a personal hobby.

"Whoa, you have a premeditated plan, the food is ready?"

Lu Kuan watched Yu Yu Feihong virtuously starting to operate in the kitchen. He didn't even need to do the cutting work, obviously everything was ready early.

"You busy man, I can't catch you a few times a year, so I have to give myself a chance to perform, right?"

"By the way, your recent movements are too big, maybe some people are dissatisfied, be careful of being targeted."

Yu Yu Feihong is closely related to the Beijing circle. Most of her films in later generations were set by people in the Beijing circle. Now she is also kindly reminding Lu Kuan.

She knows best what kind of urine those people have. It is the urine that can be brought to the extreme if you catch your handle.

Boss Lu hugged her from behind, his chin on her shoulder: "Are you betraying your class and reporting to me?"

"What class do I have? They sometimes don't make sense in doing things. Don't think that I am in the same group as them."

Yu Yu Feihong is 33 years old this year, and she is at the age where her body and mind are mature enough to squeeze out water, and her psychological age is relatively close to Boss Lu now.

Occasionally exchanging food insights and sharing the joy of fish and water can be considered a small adjustment to life.

The key is that she is intellectual and rational enough, so there is no need to worry about being sticky or long-tongued.

"Sister Yu, are you trying to kill me?"

Boss Lu looked at the sea cucumber steamed egg, yam and wolfberry stewed mutton, and chives fried river shrimp on the table, a little dumbfounded.

"You are famous for your color, how do I know if you are still okay? If not, wouldn't I be very disappointed?"

Regarding the dignity of men, Boss Lu was unprecedentedly stern: "Not necessarily!"

"But, it all looks delicious, let me taste it!"

Boss Lu was mouth-to-mouth, eating and praising, it was still the intellectual big sister who loved people.

He was never used to eating Western food. After a whirlwind, Yu Yu Feihong watched him with a smile, moving his chopsticks a few times occasionally.

"Actually, there is black-bone chicken soup, I think we can't eat it, so I didn't make it."

"Do you want to eat it? If you eat it, I will stew it. After you finish eating me, drink the soup."

Sister Yu rubbed the young director with a pair of black silk beautiful legs under the table, looking more anxious than him.

"Forget it, forget it, I guess I will have a nosebleed tomorrow, I'm afraid I will have milk if I make up for it!"

"Then hurry up! Go take a shower, leave the mess here, and there will be an aunt to collect it tomorrow!"

The relationship between adult men and women is like a fun tango. Between advancing and retreating, it is the dance step of life.

Sister Yu danced the tango with sweat, and the two had a dialogue in the depths of their souls.

The mess on the dining table was left untouched. The intellectual big sister gently cleaned up the mess for him, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Yu Yu Feihong took out the cigarette case and lighter from his clothes and handed it over: "Smoke?"

"Don't smoke, my mouth is numb, you are too crazy today."

The big sister didn't have any shyness: "It's been a long time, I'm hungry."

"All the trivial matters have been handled during this time, and now I'm waiting for a few investments to arrive."

Lu Kuan sat stiffly on the plane and fell on a piece of white greasy: "Why don't you look for me?"

"I'm afraid you look down on me and think I'm greedy for your money."

Yu Yu Feihong touched the face of the little man on her leg: "Actually, I'm greedy for your body, haha!"

At that moment, she felt that she could die immediately, it was too enjoyable.

"Next time, could you wear that skirt you used to wear when you were a teacher at the Beijing Film Academy?"

"Pah! Don't let you defile my profession!"

Yu Yu Feihong giggled: "Then can you also wear a Taoist robe next time, just like the one you had in *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*?"

Boss Lu: "Pah! Don't let you defile my faith!"

The two made a fuss and couldn't help but move. Yu Yu Feihong also half-pushed and half-pulled to find a hip-wrapped skirt from the closet and put on black-framed glasses.

It was just missing a pointer, and the buff was full.

Next time, cos the Fairy Jinghong Fairy.

The clouds collected and the rain stopped, and Sister Yu chatted with him about business.

"In *The Love of the Past*, the ginkgo tree needs to shoot scenes of different seasons. Do you think I can use the special effects shooting method in *The Otherworld* and *Zhu Xian*?"

"Yes, otherwise you have to run to different places or wait for the four seasons, or make props, which is too wasteful of time and energy."

Lu Kuan twisted Yu Yu Feihong's earlobe: "Use digital technology directly, shoot in autumn, and it's not difficult to adjust the autumn to the effect of spring and summer."

"How much is the special effects cost? I calculated it carefully, and I estimate that I can only take out less than 2 million for special effects."

"It doesn't take that much, just do a simple scene change, special effects are far cheaper than film."

Boss Lu gave the intellectual big sister a lesson: "I'll calculate the account for you."

"No matter how high your film utilization rate is, the film ratio is at most 1 to 3. A 120-minute movie requires at least 360 minutes of material."

"360 minutes of material is 90 rolls of film. Together with transportation, washing and printing, and converting to digital format, I'll calculate it as 15,000, which is 1.35 million."

The black-hearted businessman began to promote his special effects products: "But you use a digital camera, and then take this part to Butian Butian Yinghua to do it, 700,000 will be done!"

Yu Yu Feihong grabbed the little Lu and pinched it!

"You beast! I served you so well and still think about making my money!"

"Hiss~~~ light, light!"

Yu Yu Feihong laughed: "Whoever marries you in the future will really suffer. They have to be calculated by you when they sleep together, and they have to endure you going out to mess around, sigh!"

Boss Lu thought that you are not there yet. Little Liu was whored by me for more than 100 million and hasn't complained yet!

"Then... let's do this. *Zhu Xian* has finished the first season anyway, and the equipment has a few months of vacancy. You take two Sony F900s."

These two are special digital cameras. Compared with the rental fee of the same level film camera Arri 535, it is about 5,000 yuan a day.

Simply calculated, even if it is only filmed for one month, the rental fee of the camera is 150,000.

This is equivalent to giving her 150,000 for nothing.

However, Sister Yu's quality is 150,000, which is not expensive.

And I ate so many good dishes for nothing!

Yu Yu Feihong refused to let him go: "I want the camera, what about the special effects cost!"

"80% off! No, no, 50% off!"

"I estimate that it will be 300,000 at most, okay? It's equivalent to the consumables and electricity for running the machine."

"That's about it!"

Boss Lu turned over and pressed her under his body: "Then... can you dress up as the Fairy Jinghong Fairy next time?"

"I'll consider it, ah!"

The Fairy Jinghong Fairy was pushed through, and Boss Lu had a hat trick.

Body and mind were perfect, and Lu Kuan started the post-production work such as editing *The Curious Case of Benjamin Button* day and night in Beijing.

October 15, 2004, Bonsai Beach, Jiuzhaigou, Sichuan Province.

Liu Liu Yifei had been in the crew for a week.

"Mom, did you tell Director Zhang?"

"What?"

"That... that scene where Little Dragon Maiden loses her body!"

Liu Liu Xiaoli and her daughter sat opposite each other in the RV, covering their mouths and laughing when they heard this: "Don't worry, I'm more anxious than you. I communicated it when I signed the contract."

"There won't be any nudity or anything like that, and it will be filmed in a beautiful and dreamy style."

Liu Liu Yifei frowned: "She was defiled. What does it mean to film it beautifully?"

Liu Liu Xiaoli smiled bitterly: "How would Mom know? In short, it won't affect you."

"Sigh, it's not Lu Kuan's play, otherwise he would definitely scold me."

"Huh?"

Liu Liu Yifei picked up the script again and started flipping through it: "He hates actors who are not professional the most. If he asks to change the play because of this, he will definitely not agree."

Liu Liu Xiaoli smiled and didn't speak, thinking that you still don't understand what a man's possessiveness is.

Especially such a young and vigorous young man is no exception.

"Alright, don't think about it. There is still some time for that scene. I'll go to Director Zhang to talk about the specific situation after the rain stops."

It was raining heavily outside, so the crew suspended filming for half an hour.

Liu Liu Yifei responded weakly, and the autumn rain made her a little sleepy.

After taking a sip of strong tea, she forced herself to look at the script.

Suddenly, there were a few movements from the extras outside the car.

"Wow! Director Lu!"

"Really? Holy shit, it really is!"

"Why did Director Lu come to us?"

Liu Liu Yifei and her mother looked at each other, and the little girl intuitively wondered if she was hallucinating.

Lu Kuan was busy with the post-production of *The Curious Case of Benjamin Button* in Beijing, so how could he have time to come to Jiuzhaigou.

Did he come specifically to see me?

The little girl thought of the storms in Yanda Huayi this week, and had taken it for granted that he was venting his anger for her!

This washing machine, saying he uses me to make money, must have me in his heart!

"Mom, I'll go take a look. Why didn't Lu Kuan call us in advance when he came?"

Liu Liu Yifei hurriedly opened the car door, only having time to see a familiar back—it really was Lu Kuan!

The rain was getting heavier. As soon as Lu Kuan arrived at the crew's station, he got on Zhang Zhang Jizhong's RV to hide from the rain.

Liu Liu Yifei took out her phone and wanted to call him, but felt that she was too eager, so she put it down again.

She suddenly felt the vibration of the phone and took it out in surprise!

Hey, Huang Huang Xiaoming called, happy for nothing.

"Hello? Brother Huang Xiaoming?"

"Sister Xixi, why didn't you tell me in advance that Director Lu was coming? I just came down from Director Zhang's car."

"Ah... I didn't know he was coming either. What did he come for? Visiting the class?"

Huang Huang Xiaoming laughed: "A Golden Lion Award-winning director has joined the crew, alright? He will be a colleague with us for a week."

"Huh?"

Liu Liu Yifei asked: "What do you mean?"

"I just heard when I was leaving. Director Zhang invited him to guest star in a role, and he has a rival scene with you."

"What role?"

Huang Huang Xiaoming almost couldn't help laughing: "Zhen Yin Zhiping, the little Taoist who bullied you!"

*Bullied you... little Taoist... *

Liu Liu Xiaoli looked at her daughter's face, which became visibly lively, and felt a trace of bitterness in her heart.

She heard everything on the phone.

She also saw her daughter's expression.

It is estimated that there is no salvation in this life.

Liu Liu Xiaoli really didn't know whether this was a blessing or a curse.

She had long felt from the bottom of her heart that Little Lu was good at everything, except...

Forget it, everyone has their own creation. Her daughter will be eighteen next year, so how long can she manage her?

Liu Liu Yifei restrained her mood a little and turned to Liu Liu Xiaoli with some embarrassment: "Mom."

"Hmm?"

"Actually, I think actors should be more professional. You can't just... because the script is a bit large or you don't like filming it..."

The little girl said halfway, seeing Liu Liu Xiaoli looking at her teasingly, and threw herself into her arms in shame and anger.

"I didn't mean that! Let me explain!"

Zhang Zhang Jizhong and Boss Lu sat opposite each other drinking tea. Old Zhang opened the window slightly, and the mud fragrance mixed with the rain hit his face.

"Old Zhang, the rain has stopped, let's go for a walk?"

As soon as they got out of the car, the crew surrounded them to say hello.

Boss Lu had no airs, shook hands one by one, and satisfied the fans' requests for autographs and photos.

*Damn it, why is there a request to sign Siemens! *

*At least sign a domestic brand! *

He felt he could talk to Little Swan about endorsement.

"Lu Kuan!"

Liu Liu Yifei jumped over: "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came?"

Boss Lu sneered: "Why, are you the boss of this crew? I told Director Zhang, what does it have to do with you?"

"Can you manage food or housing?"

Zhang Zhang Jizhong laughed loudly and took them for a walk by the beautiful small pool.

He said with some emotion: "Director Lu, do you still remember the first time we met? It was also at this time."

Lu Kuan looked at him awkwardly. Are you okay?

How come you, a big beard, talk like Liu Liu Yifei now, taking the girl's literary style?

"Oh! It really is. October 2001, I just came down from the mountain."

"Oh my god! It's unbelievable, Director Lu. You were still wearing a Taoist robe at the time, and now you are... hehe, it's amazing."

The big beard was not flattering him.

He, Zhou Xun, Jiang Jiang Qinqin, and others were the first batch of entertainment industry people Lu Kuan contacted after his rebirth.

These people, near or far, almost watched him walk to today in three years.

And it is still continuing, without a trace of stagnation.

Liu Liu Yifei said excitedly: "I haven't seen you wearing a Taoist robe in person yet? I heard from Huang Huang Xiaoming that you are going to guest star?"

"That's right, I also spent a lot of effort to invite Director Lu, Liu Yifei, Director Lu is going to have a rival scene with you."

"I know, Zhen Yin Zhiping."

Liu Liu Yifei teased: "Isn't this role a piece of cake for a Golden Lion Award-winning director like Boss Lu?"

"The key is that this lecherous image is his true colors, belonging to the comfort zone!"

Zhang Zhang Jizhong glanced at Lu Kuan, who was smiling without saying a word, thinking that only you, Liu Liu Yifei, have the courage to make this joke with him.

The big beard chatted a few more words and then left sensibly. Liu Liu Yifei, who had no scenes, accompanied Lu Kuan to walk in the woods near the crew.

She was in a very happy mood, picking flowers and pulling grass for a while, and taking selfies with a silly smile on her phone.

Grinning and laughing, her hairstyle was messy, like a beautiful brain-damaged person.

The two walked in the woods of Jiuzhaigou, and the small path under their feet wound into the distance, like a flexible ribbon interspersed in the dense forest with tangled roots.

Liu Liu Yifei suddenly felt that the person beside her stopped moving. She turned her head and looked over. The man frowned, his eyes wandering in the dense forest and stream.

This was the first time she had seen this emotion in Lu Kuan's eyes.

It seemed to be nostalgia, it seemed to be sadness.

What's wrong with him?

A girl's mind is the most sensitive, especially at the age of seventeen like Liu Liu Yifei, and her heart is tied to Lu Kuan.

"Why do I see that you are not in a good mood?"

Lu Kuan turned his head and looked at her, seemingly not infected by her optimism.

"It's okay."

"Here... it's like the place where I lived when I was a child."

In his previous life, his hometown was in the Shi'ao Village of Niushou Mountain in Jin Ling.

The terrain of this forest land just now reminded him of his mother's grave who died in junior high school.

The same gurgling stream, the same lush greenery.

October 10th is his birthday in both lives, and it is also his mother's suffering day.

Reborn for three years, because of that near-hometown timidity, he has never been back once.

For the past few days, he has been immersed in the editing room almost without sleep, and Lu Kuan has been immersed in the play of *The Curious Case of Benjamin Button* and can't get out.

The rough cut has been completed. Watching the life, old age, sickness, and death of Li Ming, whom he played in 160 minutes, and tasting the various states of the world.

He inexplicably had a sense of disillusionment between his previous and current lives.

The me in the previous life, the me in the current life, which one is the real me?

The excitement on Liu Liu Yifei's face also slightly converged: "Where? Your hometown? I haven't heard you mention it a few times."

Lu Kuan smiled and looked at her: "It's been too long, I forgot what it looks like."

He sighed for a long time and changed the subject: "Little Liu, have you ever dreamed of becoming another person in your dream?"

"Are you talking about the script you wrote, *Inception*?"

"Hmm, almost."

Lu Kuan kicked the stones with his feet: "I bought the copyright of many *Science Fiction World* novels, among which He Xi, the author of *The Otherworld*, also wrote a science fiction called *Six Paths of Sentient Beings*."

"It tells the story of six parallel worlds. Do you know what a parallel world is?"

Liu Liu Yifei shook her head ignorantly.

"From a physical point of view, some theories such as the many-worlds interpretation of quantum mechanics imply the possibility of the existence of parallel worlds."

"Under this theory, whenever a quantum event occurs, the universe splits into multiple different branches, each representing a possible outcome."

"For example..."

Boss Lu calmed his mind, and was eager to take this opportunity to tell his biggest secret in his heart.

"For example, there is another me in different universes. He might be a scientist, a teacher, a policeman."

"Or a male public relations officer, haha."

Liu Liu Yifei laughed: "The last one is more credible, can drink and blow."

Lu Kuan didn't know what happened to him.

Perhaps it was missing his mother in his previous life, perhaps the secret he carried was too heavy, perhaps the Liu Liu Yifei in front of him was too harmless.

He gave her great security, and she also gave him inexplicable security.

The young director collected his mood in time and cautiously stopped mentioning it: "Let's go back, I'll flip through the script, and I'll have a rival scene with you tomorrow."

"Will Teacher Liu bring me along then?"

Liu Liu Yifei was flattered by his flattery: "Easy to say, easy to say, just toast me two glasses of wine at night."

At 6:30, the crew finished work, and Zhang Zhang Jizhong called several main creators to welcome Boss Lu.

Jiuzhaigou is in a special location. In 2004, if you wanted to find a high-end hotel, you had to drive dozens of kilometers, so the dining location was simply placed in the Xingyu International where the crew stayed.

The main creators sat at a table. In addition to a few old acquaintances, there were Kong Lin who played Huang Rong, Meng Guangmei who played Li Mochou, and Chen Zihan who played Guo Fu.

Old Zhang introduced them to Lu Kuan one by one. Boss Lu, everyone knows, and is very happy to have a chance to contact.

"Director Lu, you are a guest from afar, why don't you propose a toast?"

"No, no, you come, you are the host."

Boss Lu's eyes widened: "Or do you mean Old Zhang is not ready to pay for this meal tonight, and wants to hit my autumn wind?"

Everyone laughed.

The atmosphere at the wine table was very good, the big beard who was flattering, Huang Huang Xiaoming who had high emotional intelligence, and Liu Liu Yifei who made fun of Boss Lu unscrupulously.

"Eh, I suddenly found that we are all from the Beijing Film Academy."

Huang Huang Xiaoming looked around: "Director Lu, Sister Xixi, me, Teacher Kong, Zihan..."

"And me!"

A slightly sharp self-introduction came from the door of the private room: "Director Zhang, I'm sorry, it rained heavily today, and the road from Chengdu was completely blocked!"

Everyone looked back. Yang Mi stepped on a small leather boot and walked over, bowing slightly very politely: "Director Zhang, Director Lu, teachers, hello, I am Yang Mi, I'm sorry I'm late."

Zhang Zhang Jizhong laughed: "Little Yang, are you here to eat a banquet as soon as you join the crew?"

"Is this time not calculated?"

Huang Huang Xiaoming greeted diligently: "Mi Mi, sit here."

He moved to the side of Zhang Zhang Jizhong and left a seat for Yang Mi between himself and Liu Liu Yifei.

Liu Liu Xiaoli saw her hair was wet, and her age was about the same as her daughter's, so she took out a handkerchief from her bag with heartache.

"Little Yang, hurry up and wipe it, don't catch a cold."

Yang Mi smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Auntie, you are Liu Liu Yifei's mother, right? So young and beautiful!"

Liu Liu Xiaoli was praised and beaming: "Hehe, this child has a sweet mouth."

"Sister Xixi, you move to this side, don't squeeze people."

Yang Mi and Liu Liu Yifei, who moved the stool, looked at each other and smiled, and the two young little flowers met their eyes.

Seventeen and eighteen.

One is cute, the other is cunning.

Although Yang Mi is young, she has been a book model for *Ruili* and has been a supporting role in *The Family of Red Powder* and *Beijing Fairy Tale*, and she is very clear about the rules on the wine table.

She poured herself white wine: "Brother Huang Xiaoming, you missed one just now. I will become a freshman in the 05 Acting Class of the Beijing Film Academy next year!"

"I came late, let me toast a round first."

Yang Mi smiled and toasted the oldest senior sister Kong Lin: "Teacher Kong, I toast you."

"Oh my god, can you drink white wine, child? Don't force it?"

Yang Mi smiled and waved her hand: "It's okay, I'm already an adult. I've watched my dad drink at home since I was a child. Which Beijing girl doesn't drink a couple of cups!"

Liu Liu Yifei looked at her in surprise as she toasted a round starting from Kong Lin, until Lu Kuan.

"Director Lu, we are sitting too far away, I'll take a taxi over~~~"

Yang Mi held a small wine glass, her small leather boots kicked on the ground, and she walked to Lu Kuan with a graceful posture.

Boss Lu had been observing silently since she entered the door. Although she was only eighteen, she could already see a bit of shrewdness in later generations.

He also stood up politely: "Little Yang, right? Hello, you are free."

Yang Mi drank a few glasses of wine, her face was pink and rosy. She raised her head and looked at the young director with a smile: "Director Lu, I have heard of your name for a long time, please give me more advice."

The two clinked glasses and drank.

Little Liu, who was sitting on one side of Yang Mi, glanced at Lu Kuan's calm expression and felt relieved.

But she didn't see Yang Mi's eyes full of worship and ambition.

Drawing a knife to cut the water makes the water flow more, and toasting to eliminate sorrow makes the sorrow more.

Boss Lu generally doesn't get drunk, but today he has something on his mind, and he gets on his head as he drinks.

Huang Huang Xiaoming and Zhang Zhang Jizhong tried their best to accompany him.

Fortunately, the hotel was upstairs where they ate. A-Fei didn't follow this time, and everyone worked hard to get him to the hotel room.

This is a bit awkward...

People who are drunk need to be taken care of, but except for men and little girls, this is not appropriate?

Liu Liu Xiaoli was helpless: "You go, I'll take a towel to wipe Little Lu, and pour some water on his bedside."

She was forty-five this year, and she was old enough to be Lu Kuan's mother, so there was nothing to avoid.

Liu Liu Xiaoli looked at Liu Liu Yifei standing at the door without moving: "What are you doing, go back to the room."

"I'll wait for you?"

"Hurry back! A little girl, what does it look like if it spreads out?"

"Have you forgotten the rumors on the internet before? Still not remembering."

Liu Liu Yifei stuck out her tongue guiltily and turned to leave.

"Mom... Mom..."

The little girl covered her mouth and laughed: "Did he recognize the wrong person, why is he calling you Mom too?"

Liu Liu Xiaoli was also a little dumbfounded. How can this be said? She was helping voluntarily and had a good son.

She suddenly remembered celebrating Lu Kuan's birthday in the United States last year, and the trace of melancholy he revealed unintentionally when he made a wish.

"Is Little Lu's birthday just over?"

"Yes, October 10th."

Liu Liu Xiaoli nodded, and her movements of wiping his face became gentler.

Growing up without a father or mother, he is also a bitter child.

She looked at her daughter standing at the door unpleasantly: "Come here, help me drag him up together."

"Oh!"

"You still need me, and you still drive me away."

Liu Liu Xiaoli patted her: "It's just seeing you with a silly energy, practicing there every day."

The door of the room was open, and the mother and daughter tried hard to drag Lu Kuan to the head of the bed. Liu Liu Yifei heard his muttering more clearly.

Boss Lu's face was flushed and he murmured, his brows locked as if he had worries that could not be resolved, which made the little girl's heart soften.

After tidying up for a while, the mother and daughter returned to the room.

"Little Lu... seems to have never mentioned his family."

Liu Liu Yifei thought: "Hmm, I haven't heard it either."

No words all night.

The period is special, some sensitive messages involving politics have been deleted, please forgive me!

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