This meal was very satisfying for Xu Xin.

The two of them chatted a lot with the last glass of red wine.

A variety of things.

But he didn't leave the concept he mentioned.

"We want a lot of good movies."

How to shoot a good movie?

Benevolent circles, benign capital, and benign atmosphere.

Although these three requirements sound like jokes to Jiang Zi.

As a director, after seeing the actor's inner emotions, he just quoted Lao She's original text.

"Second brother, I love the Qing Dynasty, I'm afraid it will be over."

With just one sentence, Jiang Zemin said nothing.

yes.

It can't be so bad all the time.

Someone always has to stand up and do something really, right?

For no reason, Jiang Zi felt that this sentence was the happiest sentence he had ever heard today.

I couldn't help but carry the glass to serve the wine, and the two of them drank a big sip.

And then I talked a lot.

For example, why does Xi'an Film Studio hold this film festival?

For example, the original intention of the establishment of the Art Creation Center.

There is also the attitude of Xi'an Film Studio to invest in films.

The two even talked about the treatment of domestic screenwriters.

Have talked a lot.

There are really many.

Even after drinking, I started eating risotto.

The two of them each had a bowl and stewed rice with a spoon, and they never left the topic.

The meal lasted until nearly 3 pm and ended.

I don't drink much wine.

But it was extremely enjoyable.

Finally, after making an appointment to return to China, Xu Xin treated him and took out a few bottles of good Moutai to entertain him.

Return after the joy is over.

After returning to the hotel, he chatted with his wife who was about to sleep at around 10 o'clock in the Tianchao time for a while.

Then he fell asleep deeply.

He was not worried that he would have slept because Su Meng would come over and call him.

...

7 o'clock in the evening.

An elegant Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the Preye Concert Hall.

The doorman immediately came up to meet him.

But Wang Scong, who was pushed open the door of the co-pilot, was stopped by Wang Scong, who was the first to push open the door of the passenger car.

He fastened the second button of his evening dress, stroked the lines with his palm, and quickly walked to the rear door, opened the door, and stretched out his hand inward.

One hand was placed on his hand.

Tang Yan, wearing a plain white evening dress, walked out first with Wang Scong's hand.

Then he moved out of the position.

Soon, the other hand was placed on Wang Scong's hand.

Javi, who was wearing a black slim and loose dress, was tied with a golden string around her waist and also got off the car.

After getting off the car, the two of them looked at the building in front of them at the same time.

As a singer, Liwei naturally heard the name of Preye Concert Hall.

The building in front of me is a famous French building with the Carnegie Concert Hall in New York, the Vienna Philharmonic Hall, and the Royal Hall of Amsterdam and has become the "four historic concert halls in the world".

In the past, I just heard of it.

But now... they are standing at the front of the concert hall.

And I have to go in and listen to a concert later.

Tang Yan's attention was distracted more quickly.

After observing the facade of the Preye Concert Hall, her eyes quickly fell on the reporters next to the entrance of the concert hall.

Many French journalists are holding long spears and short cannons at this moment... but they are not photographed.

They did want to take pictures at first.

After all, it was a Rolls-Royce driving over.

But when I saw the person who got off the bus and found that I didn’t know him at all, I lost interest.

But Tang Yan didn't understand. After seeing these reporters, he turned his head and whispered to Wang Sicong:

"Brother Cong, do we also want to take pictures?"

“…”

Wang Scong was stunned.

The first reaction is what you have to take...

So he whispered:

"We don't need to shoot. Lao Lang is performing on May 1st Labor Day. The guests present today are some French politicians. These reporters should be filming them, and it has nothing to do with us."

“…?”

Tang Yan was stunned:

"The French have also celebrated May Day?"

"Of course, Labor Day is their legal holiday... Let's go, it's so strange that the three of us are standing here."

"...we're going to hold you?"

Tang Yan asked again.

Wang Sicong opened his mouth and wanted to say no, but when the words came out, they became:

"good."

So, the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right... Ah, it's wrong. Tang Yan on the left and the leniency on the right.

When Li Wei held his arm, a flying look flashed through his eyebrows.

Three Asian faces came to the door of the concert hall under the ignorance of these French journalists.

Wang Scong handed over three invitation letters, and then after two very strict security checks, the three walked in.

"Brother Cong, can you take pictures?"

"Yes."

Hearing Tang Yan's words, Wang Sicong nodded:

"Do you want to take pictures? I'll take pictures for you? I'm very good at taking pictures."

"OK."

Tang Yan handed over her cell phone and came to a white pillar:

"Is it OK here?"

"Yes, you can go to the right a little... stretch out your legs, yes, it makes your legs look long...good... don't move, keep...good..."

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Wang Scong, who had squatted down, instantly took many photos.

And Liwei, who was standing behind him, was amazed.

"Brother Cong, your photography skills... are OK."

"I learned from Lao Xu, do you know why Dami's legs are so long? She is three inches shorter than Lao Xu!"
To be continued...