The next day, Zhou Yiyang, Yue Shao and Guan Fei flew to Nanhai Province.
They went to the crew of "Yi Yi" as soon as possible.
There were not many people left in the crew at this time.
The filming of the movie has been almost completed and most of the actors have finished filming.
However, Zhang Yingyuan always had doubts about the last few scenes, feeling that they were not perfect enough, and insisted on continuing until now.
Although Xiao Li's scenes were finished, he had no other work, so he stayed in the crew to help Zhang Yingyuan.
When he saw Zhou Yiyang, he immediately rushed over: "Brother Yang, you're here so early! Do you want me to notify Director Zhang for you?"
"No need, teacher, he is still picking on me." Zhou Yiyang joked.
"Yeah." Xiao Li scratched his head. "Actually, the last few scenes only took a few minutes in the main film, but Director Zhang was so demanding. I was worried he'd suddenly start over and have us do it all over again."
"You don't understand," Tang Yue said, holding Su Yin's hand and commenting pretentiously, "This is the artist's persistence!"
At this time, Zhang Yingyuan happened to walk over, and Tang Yue was caught red-handed and quickly stood at attention.
"You're here?" Zhang Yingyuan's expression immediately softened. "You're quite an interesting girl."
Tang Yue didn't know whether Zhang Yingyuan was praising her or mocking her, so she could only nod silently.
Su Yin and Zhang Yingyuan were the most familiar with each other and greeted Director Zhang happily.
"If that's interesting," Zhou Yiyang took the opportunity to promote his artist: "Teacher, you can find Tang Yue for your next play."
Zhang Yingyuan laughed heartily. "If my daughter were here, she'd probably scold you to death. She just wants me to finish this movie and then retire and go home to enjoy my old age."
Zhou Yiyang shook his head: "But I think you should still want to continue filming, teacher, until one day in the future you can no longer film."
"Yeah." Zhang Yingyuan straightened his chest. "I don't think I'm too old yet. I can make at least three more movies, making a total of ten. But I guess not many people will watch movies made by an old man like me."
Lin Xuan'er stood next to Tang Yue and whispered, "No, my mom really likes your movies, Director Zhang. Every time she calls, she asks me when your film 'Yi Yi' will be released!"
"Thank you." Zhang Yingyuan didn't smile. "I heard that Lao Chang's movie didn't do well at the box office, maybe even over 100 million! I think I can't blame the audience. It's probably because we haven't studied their preferences."
"Director Chang's movie," Guan Fei whispered, "only grossed over 20 million..."
"How should I put it?" Zhou Yiyang, who had studied the reasons why Chang Tiesheng's films failed, said, "After all, he didn't want Logic Film's first film, Yi Yi, to flop so badly. "Mask is a good movie, but it's too boring. Also, Director Chang's distribution company wasn't very good. The marketing wasn't up to par, and the word-of-mouth advantage was wasted. Teacher, you have to trust my marketing skills."
"I do believe it," Zhang Yingyuan said, his lips curled up. "When I was filming, several actors mentioned you with immense admiration. They all said you could turn decay into magic. By the way, please come up with a theme song for this movie and let her sing it."
Zhang Yingyuan pointed at Wang Xingrui without hesitation.
"Me, me?" Wang Xingrui was a little excited.
"Sure, teacher." Zhou Yiyang agreed immediately: "I'll give it to you after I finish writing the song."
In fact, an answer already appeared in Zhou Yiyang's mind.
That song may not be very appropriate for this movie, but it is a song dedicated to director Edward Yang.
In a sense, it can be regarded as a tribute across time and space.
"Are you here to visit the set? I have to go back to filming, you guys should go and do your own things!" Zhang Yingyuan walked in front of them with his hands in his pockets.
To be honest, he is not very tall, and as people get older, their bodies seem to become shorter. His back view is quite touching.
Despite his old age, Zhang Yingyuan is still making movies and sticking to his hobby.
"Then let's go." Zhou Yiyang asked Guan Fei to give the gift to Zhang Yingyuan's assistant and took them away.
They boarded another train and headed to another city.
The four girls all chose seats by the window. They leaned against the window, their eyes looking at the outside world.
Outside the window are endless mountains, coconut trees swaying in the wind, and the sea that seems to have no end.
They hummed songs and enjoyed the warmth of the sunlight coming through the glass windows and falling on the backs of their hands.
There's nothing better than soaking up the sun in the winter.
"Brother Yang," Lin Xuan'er turned around and asked, "Who are the singers tonight? Will there be any dark horses?"
"Yes, there is one." Zhou Yiyang smiled and said, "It's a singer that Lao Bai and I specially invited."
"I remember!" Wang Xingrui recalled, "After we left Rongcheng, Brother Yang, you stayed for another day looking for someone, right?"
"Yeah." Zhou Yiyang nodded. "She postponed the recording of the program until today due to health reasons. Now I just hope she can sing the whole song."
"If I think he's a master," Tang Yue still remembered how Zhou Yiyang described him: "Even if he's not feeling well, he should be able to sing much better than me."
When they arrived at the scene, they looked around the venue as usual.
Zhou Yiyang suspected that the program crew did not have enough budget, as this time the stage was set up directly on the beach, completely open to the sky.
Although it is said that there are spring flowers blooming facing the sea, it is a bit simple compared with the previous issues.
However, Su Yin liked this place very much, because when she arrived, the staff brought her freshly squeezed coconut milk and told her that it was available in unlimited quantities.
"The air is nice," Su Yin took a sip of coconut milk. "Wow, it's sweet and refreshing. I like it here."
Not only her, but all three hundred audience members received a coconut with a skull opened, and everyone had a happy smile on their face.
"Alright," Zhou Yiyang felt relieved after seeing this. It seemed the budget was sufficient and this was a deliberate design. "As long as the audience likes it, it's fine."
The host Jiang Yang followed the local customs and went on stage wearing only shorts and slippers, being very casual.
Tang Yue noticed with her sharp eyes: "Wow, Jiang Yang has become a shade darker. He must have been exposed to the sun! Luckily we all used Mac sunscreen!"
"Puff," Wang Xingrui almost spit out the coconut milk: "Tangtang, you don't need to advertise here."
"After all, this is the brand we endorse!" Su Yin agreed.
I don’t know if it’s because we’re at the seaside, but the guests who came on stage today all chose dynamic and fast songs, singing and dancing facing the sea, full of passion.
"Brother Yang," Lin Xuan'er said, looking very concerned about the expert. "Hasn't the singer you mentioned arrived yet?"
"Is it almost time?" Zhou Yiyang twisted his body. If he remembered correctly, there were still two singers who hadn't gone on stage yet.
At the same time, backstage, a female singer in her sixties put on her own makeup, put on a tight red long dress, put on the pendant left to her by her husband, and walked out of the room elegantly and calmly.
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