The familiar coffee shop, the familiar faint fragrance, and the familiar piano music.
Lu Yuan stopped for a moment.
Today's piano piece is not "Girl on the River Nel" but "Für Elise".
Of course, Lu Yuan also knew the person playing the piano, it was Zhou Yao.
Skillful techniques, elegant temperament, a white dress, and soft coffee light gave off a strange vibe...
"Brother Lu, you are here."
"Um."
"There's a vacant seat upstairs. I'll take you there."
"No need, I can go up by myself, I know the way."
"Do you have a date?"
"Yes."
"Well, okay, this way please..."
The girl at the front desk looked up and saw Lu Yuan with a look of surprise, then greeted him warmly.
In her opinion, Lu Yuan is a talented and romantic boy. At the same time, he does not have the arrogance of a scholar who looks down on everything, and he is very approachable.
She had a very good impression of Lu Yuan.
"Yeah, okay."
Lu Yuan nodded and walked towards the stairs to the second floor.
"Brother Lu, you are here?"
Just at this moment, "To Alice" was finished. Zhou Yao stood up and happened to see Lu Yuan, so she ran over happily. When she came in front of Lu Yuan, her cheeks were a little shy.
"Um, hello."
"Did you listen to the Für Elise I just played for you?"
"Yes, I listened."
"What do you think of my playing?"
Zhou Yao stood in front of Lu Yuan, her eyes expectant yet a little nervous, like a student.
"Not bad." Lu Yuan nodded after seeing Zhou Yao's gaze, "It sounds good!"
Perhaps because he felt that his answer was a bit perfunctory and was afraid that the girl would have unnecessary misunderstandings, Lu Yuan added that sentence.
"Oh...is it just nice to hear?" Zhou Yao asked, with more anticipation in her eyes.
"Well, it's really good and quite flavorful." Lu Yuan nodded, searching his mind but couldn't think of any words to describe it.
"Oh, it tastes good, doesn't it? Although I know that Brother Lu, you are encouraging me, I am still very happy... Well, I will try harder!" Zhou Yao nodded, and after a moment of inexplicable loss, she smiled again.
"Well, keep it up!" Lu Yuan didn't quite understand why a look of disappointment flashed across Zhou Yao's face, but he really couldn't find any words to praise Zhou Yao. He felt that these words were almost the limit of what he could say.
He did not really understand the deeper realms of piano, even though he was very familiar with Für Alice, but deep attainments could not be understood by just being familiar with it.
Many things require understanding and comprehension.
At least Lu Yuan hasn't realized it yet.
"Yeah!" Zhou Yao nodded, then silently returned to the piano to pack up her things.
"To Alice" was the last song she played today, and after that it was time for her to go back and rest.
Lu Yuan didn't think much about it but went straight up to the second floor and walked towards the box in the last row.
"Maybe you should agree with her."
"What?"
Just when Lu Yuan reached the end of the aisle, he saw a middle-aged man in his forties leaning against the railing looking at the coffee hall. After sensing Lu Yuan coming, he turned around and gave a meaningful smile.
Lu Yuan looked at the middle-aged man strangely.
He didn't have the impression that he knew this man.
"This little girl is a person who is obsessed with trivial matters. Of course, she is also a person who craves recognition. She hopes to get your recognition. It can be seen that she has been working hard during this period."
"Uh...I don't disagree." Lu Yuan was a little surprised.
"She wanted to see your admiring eyes, but she didn't see any admiration in your eyes, so she was a little disappointed."
"..." After hearing what the middle-aged man said, Lu Yuan didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Did he say that he didn't understand the true deeper meaning of the piano piece "To Alice"?
Or, does he mean that he doesn't know how to appreciate it?
Wouldn't that be very embarrassing and shameful?
Unlearned and unskillful… ?
Lu Yuan shook his head in his heart.
It seems that I need to work harder on piano in the future, otherwise I won’t know how to agree with others.
No, this is too ridiculous, right?
Normal people wouldn’t pay attention to these details, okay?
"Well, I'll go in first. I have an appointment..."
"I'm the one who wants to see you."
"ah?"
"I heard you like smoking?"
"well enough."
“How many do you smoke a day?”
"Uh... not much actually."
"How much is not much?"
"About one pack."
“…”
The middle-aged man looked at Lu Yuan and suddenly felt that this boy was too dishonest.
One pack a day isn't too much?
What is considered a lot?
I haven't smoked a pack a day for many years!
You kid...
Quite pretentious.
"Do you smoke? I brought two packs."
"Have a smoke. I don't smoke much."
"Yeah, I understand."
"Honglan or Huaxia?"
"You smoke Red Orchid?"
"Yes, I smoke this all the time."
Lu Yuan nodded and subconsciously opened a pack of "Honglan" and handed it to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's eyes lit up when he saw "Honglan". He took it and lit it immediately, looking like a skilled old driver.
"I haven't smoked this kind of cigarette for many years, and the taste is still so authentic..."
“I always like to smoke this.”
"How many years have you been smoking?"
"About seven or eight years."
"I can't tell. He's still an old smoker."
"It's okay. Actually, I don't smoke very often. I only smoke when I'm bored."
"If you can finish a pack a day, then your whole day will be pretty boring."
"I'm used to it..."
"Smoking is harmful to health and can cause lung cancer. One pack a day is too much."
“I’m also considering cutting back a bit.”
"Quit it."
"Can you quit? How hard must one be on oneself to quit smoking!"
"Hahaha."
In fact, the two of them were the kind of people who had similar tastes. They both smelled the smell of tobacco on each other, so when the two cigarettes were lit, they both sat in the box and enjoyed the rising smoke. Everything was self-evident.
This is a feeling of enjoyment like that of a close friend.
Although it's nonsense to feel this way from smoking.
The middle-aged man saw sincerity in Lu Yuan, and at the same time, there was no sense of restraint, and the whole person was very natural.
Lu Yuan saw kindness and peace in the middle-aged man, and this feeling was very comfortable.
"I've seen your movie, it's very well made, and the actors you cast are also very talented. More importantly, your idea is very good, and you can make steady box office revenue with a small budget, which is pretty stable and a good idea."
"Um, thank you."
"Do you know my identity?"
"I didn't know before, but now I should know more or less."
"oh?"
"You should be the boss of Tianhe Cinemas. Even if you are not the boss, you should be a senior figure." Lu Yuan laughed.
"Yes, you guessed it right. My name is Wang Yaohua, and I'm the owner of Tianhe Cinemas."
"Oh, nice to meet you, hello, Brother Wang..." Lu Yuan was surprised at first, then he quickly stood up and shook hands with the smiling Wang Yaohua, feeling very flattered at the same time.
"What did you call me?" But Wang Yaohua's originally cheerful expression suddenly froze.
"Brother Wang, I think calling you Uncle Wang is a little... inappropriate?" Lu Yuan looked at the middle-aged man and felt that the middle-aged man was not that old, so it would be a little weird to call him uncle.
"Brother Wang, then Brother Wang..." Wang Yaohua shook his head with a look of confusion, "What are your plans for this movie?"
“Waiting for his release.”
"No, I mean, are you taking it to Berlin, or to Taiwan? Or are you going to paint both?"
"What's the difference?" Lu Yuan understood immediately after looking at Wang Yaohua's expression.
Berlin Film Festival or Taiwan's Golden Horse Awards...
After all, it is an art film, so there is still a chance to win awards.
The box office is secondary, the awards are the real thing...
"Berlin will be in March next year, and Taiwan will be in November. Of course, we can send them to be screened separately before they are released. There is also a film festival in Spain where we can send them there as well."
“Do you think you can win the prize?”
"Art films can't possibly make much at the box office. Their value lies in getting nominated and winning awards... I'm very optimistic about Buried Alive."
"So... you mean..."
"Send them all out for a try. There's no harm in winning or not."
"Yeah...that's right." Lu Yuan looked at Wang Yaohua's serious face and nodded.
It seems that the "Buried" in the original world won many awards and had great reputation and box office?
…
I chatted with Wang Yaohua until midnight. We basically just drank coffee and smoked, and two packs of cigarettes were quickly gone.
At around 1:00 a.m., Lu Yuan returned to the company in Wang Yaohua's Rolls-Royce.
Wang Yaohua glanced at Lu Yuan's company, then looked at Lu Yuan again, with some emotion on his face, but in the end he paid attention to the next sentence of advice like "Work hard and smoke less in the future" and left.
Looks like Lu Yuan's elder...
When Lu Yuan opened the door and entered the company, he found that Fatty Wei was not asleep...
Not only did I not sleep, but I also...
"Oh my god, Ayuan, good news, good news. I received a great script and there's a role in it that's perfect for you!"
"What?"
"The leading actor!"
“So amazing?”
"Yes! The protagonist is a homeless man who is also a smoker, alcoholic and drug addict. It's the kind of inspirational movie where no one loves him..."
"???"
When Lu Yuan heard this, he was stunned.
What?
Is this called an inspirational film?