Lu Yuan left.

He waved to them in the face of Edward and Kennedy's disbelieving gazes, then boarded the return plane and left Yanjing.

The expressions on both Edward and Kennedy's faces were exceptionally wonderful.

They could not even dream that the young man who had amazed them on the stage a few hours ago would say that he would never play the piano again.

They asked Lu Yuan the reason.

Lu Yuan only gave them a four-word idiom in reply.

That is "the end of Jiang Lang's talent".

Yes, "Jiang Lang has run out of ideas."

When they understood these four words, they began to feel confused again.

What a tragic idiom this is! Even the words are filled with extremely depressing despair.

This is something no talented artist would dare to admit.

But these four words came out of Lu Yuan's throat lightly, as if Lu Yuan had just waved his hand without taking away any clouds. There was no oppressive atmosphere on his face. On the contrary, his face was filled with a sense of relief.

The two stayed in the VIP lounge in the airport for a long time.

They haven't recovered from the words "Jiang Lang's talent has run out" at all...

Has he really run out of ideas?

Why did they feel that Lu Yuan was lying to them when they thought about the expression on his face when he said this idiom?

Has anyone said this about themselves?

…

Although the concert started much later than Lu Yuan had expected, he still returned to the company on time in the early morning.

When Lu Yuan walked into the company, he found that all the lights were on. Fatty Wei and others were not asleep at all. Not only did they not sleep, but they also stared at Lu Yuan as if they had seen a ghost.

"???"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Ayuan, you, you...you...I...fuck!" Li Qing looked at Lu Yuan stutteringly, while Qian Zhong beside him had a look of shock in his eyes as if he had seen a ghost.

"What happened? Did something happen?" Lu Yuan frowned.

"Ayuan, I originally thought that you were going to the concert with a girl, but I never imagined that you actually went there to show off, and you were showing off so much... You... You are going too far. You have stolen the limelight of the entire concert." Fatty Wei took a deep breath, stood up and looked Lu Yuan up and down.

It seemed that Lu Yuan was always emitting the aura of a pretentious and powerful man that made people worship him. He had seen many pretentious people, but he had never seen anyone as pretentious as Lu Yuan.

In just a few months, Lu Yuan was already so excited about showing off that he didn't even know how many dazzling things Lu Yuan had shown off in these few months.

Will you die if you don’t pretend to be cool?

"What do you know? This is Ayuan's ultimate talent, which is unmatched by anyone. There's nothing to be shocked about. Just do it normally. By the way, Ayuan and I are from the same family. The artistic blood in our Lu family is unique. In fact, our Lu family is considered a royal family..." Lu Yihong rolled his eyes at Fatty Wei, and said in a nonsensical manner, as if Fatty Wei had never seen the world.

"Fuck, there's nothing to be shocked about. Old Lu, who was the one who was so shocked that the cigarette burned his mouth? Damn, I thought you were a very honest person before, but now you are pretending to be cool too?"

"I learned this from Ayuan..."

"Stop talking nonsense and go to bed early!"

Looking at this group of funny people, Lu Yuan shook his head helplessly, took off his clothes and went to bed.

You think I want to show off?

Do you think I want to be a show-off?

There is nothing I can do about it!

…

It’s late at night.

Zheng Guolong silently turned off the computer, went to the balcony, looked into the distance and rubbed his dry eyes.

He seldom stays up late. After all, it is bad for the body when you are older. Of course, he seldom looks at the computer because his eyes cannot stand the radiation from the computer.

But today, he not only stayed up late, but also stared at a video on the computer for several hours.

Keep replaying, keep slowing down, keep pondering.

And sometimes he sighed, sometimes had complicated looks, sometimes felt inexplicably emotional, and sometimes he sighed.

Looking at the brightly lit city in front of the balcony, he shook his head.

The Yangtze River's waves behind push the waves ahead...

He seems...

Really old.

"Dad, you're still awake?"

At this time, there was a "click" sound of keys coming from the hall door, and then the son Zheng Jianguo looked at his father on the balcony in surprise.

"Well, you're back?"

"I'm back, Dad. I'm telling you, you'll really regret it if you don't go to today's concert, you know..."

"I know……"

"Dad, have you watched the live video?"

“I have.”

"Oh, okay."

"So what do you think of Lu Yuan?"

"He's a monster, a complete monster."

"I've been thinking about one thing. I think most of the music lecturers at Yanying are too conventional. They only know how to teach the contents of the textbooks in a conventional way. They don't have any innovation or vitality."

"Dad, I don't understand what you mean. Wait, you don't want him to go..."

"hehe."

Zheng Jianguo was stunned.

Lu Yuan goes to be a lecturer?

this……

"I have met Lu Yuan. He is completely different from other young people who claim to be talented. He has the modesty of a mature artist, as well as a hidden pride that comes from deep in his heart..."

"Dad, I think we can give it a try. I will ask someone to contact Lu Yuan tomorrow and ask him if he is interested in coming to Yanying to be a music lecturer..." Zheng Jianguo hesitated for a while and finally nodded.

"You have to go and invite them in person... and you must be sincere."

"Me?"

"right."

“…”

…

In the early morning, the sun is bright and clear.

"The Wanderer" finally officially started filming in the early morning of October 10th.

The location is still Hengdian.

Although the crew size is many times larger than that of the previous "Buried", it is still a bit small compared to big productions.

But this is an improvement for Fatty Wei.

Everything is progressing towards the better.

Lu Yuan was a little troubled.

When Lu Yuan actually put on his makeup and started to play the leading role, he found that filming was much more difficult than he had imagined.

He had never formally studied acting, and his acting skills were simply not supported by what he had learned from books.

“Crack!”

"Ayuan, no, you should show a sigh and a feeling of loneliness, not a frown."

“Click.”

"Ayuan, your expression should be a little deeper, yes, a little deeper..."

“Click.”

Lu Yihong was very cost-effective when filming "Buried" because Lu Yihong himself is a talented actor and can handle many roles skillfully, but when it was Lu Yuan's turn to shoot, it kept getting stuck.

Either the eyes aren't good enough, or the movements are a bit stiff, or the body language isn't deep enough.

Lu Yuan understands a lot of things, but when it comes to actually filming them, it’s not the same thing.

Lu Yuan felt very sad. Every time he used a card, he would lose money.

He is burning money.

Fatty Wei was helpless when facing Lu Yuan, and his throat was almost hoarse from shouting "ka".

Lu Yuan's performance was really different from what he had imagined. Many times he thought it was a very simple action, but it was not the case at all on Lu Yuan...

After a whole morning, the entire play didn't even make it through the first section of the first act...

After the lunch break, Lu Yuan sat alone on the ground silently reading the script. Although he had been thinking about the script for a long time and rehearsing it in his mind for a long time, he could not figure out the feeling at all when he was acting.

The first act is actually a bit difficult. It tells the story of "Jia Ming" played by Lu Yuan, who failed in his business, his girlfriend ran away with someone, and then after experiencing a series of blows such as his parents both getting into a car accident, he became addicted to drugs and spent all day with drug addicts, allowing himself to degenerate.

This is the story of a man with no tomorrow.

The idea is not bad.

Of course, if this plot was given to Lu Yihong to play, Lu Yihong would be fully capable of doing it, and would be able to integrate this flavor into it and formally perform that flavor.

But when it came to Lu Yuan, he just couldn't find the feeling. He felt that this role was unfamiliar and stiff.

Fatty Wei and others sat on the other side. Although Fatty Wei had a lot to say, he said nothing.

To be honest, he was a little uncomfortable.

Yes, not adaptable.

He had gotten used to Lu Yuan's various talents and tricks, and even before filming began, he thought Lu Yuan might be able to create some incredible miracles in terms of acting...

But it turned out that he was overthinking.

He looked at Lu Yuan's back.

He knew Lu Yuan needed some quiet time.

About half an hour later, Lu Yuan silently closed the script and walked towards Fatty Wei.

"Ayuan, have you finished thinking about it?"

"I think the script should be slightly altered."

"Script? Change the script at this time?"

"It's just that I want to make some slight changes to the plot..." Lu Yuan nodded.

It would be difficult for him to play an unfamiliar role without any reference.

Yes, it's difficult, he is not a professional actor after all.

However, what if you replace this unfamiliar character with another relatively familiar character and imitate it yourself?

Why does "Buried" itself know whether Lu Yihong's filming is good or not?

Because I had the reference of "Buried", even though I didn't understand what the director needed at all, I always measured myself by the standards of that world, so it seemed more familiar to me.

So after figuring this out, Lu Yuan finally changed the script.

"How are you going to change it?" Fatty Wei frowned. "Ayuan, if it really doesn't work, why don't you slowly try to find your form? I think some things can't be rushed."

Changing the script during filming is definitely not a good thing, as it may cause the entire crew to collapse.

And no one can guarantee that Lu Yuan's revised script will be better than the original one...

It's a total adventure.

"I've fixed it, take a look."

"Okay... let me see."

Fatty Wei nodded and took the script.

He found that the original script was completely scribbled over and revised, and even some of the shooting directions had been changed.

Of course, the general direction of the script has not changed, the only change is the performance line of the protagonist "Jiaming"...

But the more he looked at Fatty Wei, the more frightened he became, and the more stunned he became...

Rather than saying that Lu Yuan was changing the script, it would be better to say that Lu Yuan removed all the flaws in the original script and switched to a better shooting angle. This was a complete optimization, or even, it was optimized into another story.

He looked at Lu Yuan and should have been shocked, but then he suddenly realized something.

"Damn, I almost forgot that you are also a screenwriter!"

"Try this?" Lu Yuan looked at Fatty Wei.

"No need to try, use this!" Fatty Wei looked delighted.

"Yeah." Lu Yuan nodded.

Let out a breath.

Just now, he thought of an inspirational movie that he had watched several times.

A Street Cat Called Bob

This "The Wanderer" is completely adapted from the stray cat Bob...

If I act according to "A Street Cat Named Bob" there shouldn't be any problem!

…

"Okay, okay, that's it!"

“Yes, the smoking scene is very good, very good!”

"Yes, you can!"

"That's it, of course the expression is a little more exaggerated, okay, yes, that's it..."

"good!"

In fact, it turns out that Lu Yuan's imitation ability is not bad. After changing the script, Lu Yuan acted according to "A Street Cat Named Bob", and everything began to go smoothly...

Lu Yuan was very surprised.

Fatty Wei was also surprised!

He found that Lu Yuan in the afternoon was completely different from Lu Yuan in the morning!

No matter how Lu Yuan acted in the morning, he just couldn't get into the role. But in the afternoon, he really brought out the essence of the script!

…

"Brother Lu, I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"My script influenced you."

"???"

Qian Zhong looked at his own script, then compared it with Lu Yuan's revised script and shook his head.

He originally thought that although his script could not compare to "Buried", it would definitely not be much worse. However, after comparing it with the script after Lu Yuan's revision, he closed his eyes.

He felt rubbish.

He previously thought that Lu Yuan's acting skills were not good enough, but later he discovered that the reason why Lu Yuan couldn't get into the role was because his script was not good...

So he inexplicably felt a little guilty...