"By the way, hasn't Chang Tiesheng contacted you recently?" Zhang Yingyuan suddenly changed the subject.
"No." Zhou Yiyang shook his head. It was indeed not true. Ever since Chang Tiesheng saw the short film they shot, they had not contacted each other.
"His movie should be released soon." Zhang Yingyuan wanted to smoke, and he even took out the cigarette box, but seemed to think of something and put it back in his pocket.
"So soon?" Zhou Yiyang was a little surprised. "But I haven't seen any promotion for it. Has the release date been set?"
"You know, he's like me, he loves making art films. Directors like us are what theater managers dislike the most. As for our fame, it's definitely still there, so it's impossible for us not to make films. But they also know that giving us more screenings will actually bring very low returns." Zhang Yingyuan laughed self-deprecatingly, finally tore open a piece of chewing gum and stuffed it into his mouth: "So I'd like to ask you to help promote him."
"That's no problem," Zhou Yiyang agreed without hesitation: "Teacher, don't worry, I'm the best at publicity."
"Yeah," Zhang Yingyuan said, feeling relieved. "I heard him say you also made a short film?"
"That's right." Zhou Yiyang nodded: "Teacher, do you want to take a look?"
"Sure." Zhang Yingyuan agreed. "He thought highly of your short film."
"It has nothing to do with me," Zhou Yiyang smiled. "It's mainly because of Director Chang's script and the actors' performances."
"That's right," Zhang Yingyuan took Zhou Yiyang into a homely restaurant, "Two of the four girls you have are quite talented in acting."
At this moment, the two girls who were praised were sleeping soundly on the bus.
When the bus entered the ancient town, Guan Fei immediately shouted, "We're here!"
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