sailing in that era

When Peng Baili was chatting with the old man, he also glanced at the arrogant little poet next to him. This guy almost had an oil bottle hanging on his mouth. He was reluctant, and his heart burst into laughter. Brother Kaizi is really arrogant. what.

This guy made a big splash in the entertainment industry last year. It wasn't because of his amazing works, but because of his two marriages, which made everyone feel that he was familiar with it.

He didn't neglect the tsundere little master either, while chatting with his father, the two sides shared a few words from time to time.

"Brother Chen, I've watched every single one of your movies. It's very good."

"real?!"

"That's right, you don't know how many movies you can watch in the entertainment circle at present."

Poet Chen was flattered by one or two sentences, and his face was wrinkled with a smile, and the arrogance on his face became more and more intense.

Seeing this guy so happy, Peng Baili felt that the poet was actually quite fun and simple.

"He just can't get into the table with dog meat!" The old man glared at the poet, who quickly stopped his smile, and then he said slowly: "Little brother, we hit it off today. You see, we chatted so much, then I will directly Getting to the point."

Peng Baili looked at Father Chen with a serious face and said, "Old Chen, just say it!"

He knew that Mr. Chen was so old, and he would not go out under any special circumstances. Looking at the poet next to him who was starting to twitch, he seemed to understand something.

Sure enough, the next words confirmed his conjecture.

The old man said with a bit of resentment: "My kid has been a fool for a few years, he is not at all practical, and he can't keep up with his classmate Xiao Zhang~"

The little poet was a little unhappy when his father said that he was not as good as him, but when he heard that he was not as good as his classmate Zhang, he straightened his neck and said unhappily.

"He was my photographer before. If it wasn't for the sake of my old classmate, I gave him a meal. He still doesn't know where he is in that corner!"

"Besides, what he shoots are all old-fashioned things. I don't even bother to comment on his movies."

"Shut up~" Old Chen's face suddenly became ugly, "If you don't keep floating, as a filmmaker, you must be down to earth~~"

Peng Baili looked at Old Chen training the little poet like a grandson, so he pretended to be serious, but the upturned corners of his mouth betrayed his heart.

The current poets are indeed a bit far behind their old classmates. A Mou has won various awards one after another in recent years.

After Lao Chen trained the poet a few words, he felt a little out of place, and then entered the formal topic, "Hehe, I heard that your company is going to shoot the movie "Farewell My Concubine". Is it suitable?"

"Brother Kai, you want to direct the tube, right? Yes, tell me what you think about this novel!"

wipe~~

The little poet stood up suddenly. At this moment, everyone looked at him, looking forward to what he could say.

He did not disappoint everyone, and said loudly: "Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelmed, and the time is not good. The time is not dying. The time is not dying. It is difficult, and the time is not dying!"

After he finished speaking, he sat down, then looked expectantly at Peng Baili and said, "How? Have I already entered the overlord's helpless state of mind? Don't worry, leave this movie to me, and I will definitely make a classic." .”

Everyone is a little dumbfounded now, this~this~is this a big move?

The trousers were already prepared, so how could I flatter the little poet from the perspective of appreciation? I didn’t expect him to praise him so much, but it didn’t bother our trousers, after all, we were serious about licking him.

I saw him looking up at the mountain and said: "Master Kai is Mr. Kai, with feelings and style. If you want me to say that our country should have a person like you, I will give you a subsidy and guide everyone how to make movies. "

At this moment, everyone turned their eyes away from the little poet, and looked at the pants with a look of hell.

Good guy, good guy!

As expected of you!

Peng Baili was very happy to see the little poet being praised, and the pants still had a sincere face, he really dared to accept one if he dared to praise it!

Seeing this, Peng's father and Peng's mother were at a loss. It's no wonder that they didn't read much, and they didn't understand what was going on?

Why are you still reading poetry?

But this poem is really exciting~

Seeing that Peng's father also said with emotion on his face: "You young man is really amazing. In ancient times, there was such a Cao who wrote poems in seven steps. Today, you come here as soon as you leave the ground. You are much better than him!" Also don't forget to give a thumbs up!

"amazing!"

"Hahaha~" Peng Baili couldn't hold back at this time, he laughed out loud, then quickly stopped his smile, and quickly explained to his father: "Dad, don't interrupt, um, brother Kai's analysis is very reasonable, um Also very emotional~”

Uh, Ma Dan, I really can't go on!

At this time, whoever is the most embarrassed is undoubtedly Mr. Chen. He has been shown by his precious son's operation just now.

If this was at home, he would have taken out his leading crutches to perform father and son filial piety.

Afterwards, everyone was not interested in talking, and after hastily finalizing the matter, the Chen family father and son left quickly.

Peng Baili saw the murderous look in his son's eyes when Mr. Chen left, and he knew that the picture would be a bit unbearable to look at when he went back.

But the little poet didn't take it seriously, and learned that the guide tube of "Farewell My Concubine" still fell into his hands, with a winner's smile on his face.

Peng Baili is not completely assured that the poet is messing around. During the communication just now, he said that he asked the poet's father to help watch it, and gave him the title of producer. He just didn't know if the poet would fall from the altar in the future. There will be more.

"Hey, Master Peng, I'm leaving then!"

Seeing the poet and his son leaving, the trousers did not leave with them, but looked at Peng Baili expectantly.

Seeing him like this, Peng Baili said angrily, "What's the matter?"

"Hey, lord, come and help me palm my eyes, how about my script?"

"Well, it's okay, this stewardess portrays it very well~"

"Hey, isn't this the last time I went abroad to film a movie, I learned something on the plane."

……

Peng Baili watched his trousers swaying away, and thought to himself, this guy is about to take off. The movie "Never Lost My Love" was the debut film of Pants in the original time and space, and this time is no exception.

Pants wanted to ask him to write a script several times, but he was ruthlessly rejected. Let him try his best to squeeze Wang Shuo's novels. The two are currently a perfect match.

To be honest, Pants’ current director skills are still very poor, and it’s not as simple as only being able to shoot comedies when he was not recognized by the film industry.