"Xiao Xu, did you drive here?"

"right."

"Then I'll take your car and go. You can give me a ride. My car has a limited number today."

"good."

Xu Xin’s car actually has a limited number today.

However, his car license plate has been the one used for the Olympics for so many years, and those license plates are like being left in the "garbage heap" of history.

Belongs to the special approval level.

If you are stopped by the traffic police, you will be fined and paid as normal. But if you are using an electronic eye, it will not matter how many times you are photographed.

This can be regarded as some small benefits given to the directing team for their hard work.

Zhou Xiaofeng is not a member of the directing team, so naturally he is not qualified.

After getting into Xu Xin's car, the two of them just drove out of the basement of Shanshui Wenyuan when he heard Zhou Xiaofeng say:

"Xiao Xu, I... have something to say, I don't know whether I should tell you or not."

"Tell me, Teacher Zhou, why are we still so heretical?"

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaofeng nodded... but seemed to find it difficult to say it.

After a few seconds of silence, he said:

"Logically speaking, I am not qualified to say this. What's more... you are a great director..."

"Please don't."

Xu Xin quickly shook his head:

"What kind of great director am I? How long have I been laughing at this old man? You are the elder, I am the junior...you can just say whatever you want, I will listen."

"...Then I really said it?"

"Just tell me."

"I...actually it's a bit unpleasant to say what I said. I know it's a bit funny, but I'm really scared..."

"Are you afraid that I will become the second Zhang Weiping?"

Xu Xin simply said what she wanted to say in advance.

"Well……"

Zhou Xiaofeng looked a little embarrassed, but still nodded:

"Yes. Actually, I know this is wrong. If nothing else, you are the director yourself, and each of the movies you make has higher box office. But... you should also be able to see that Director Zhang actually has no independent opinions in life.

People have soft ears and accept whatever comes..."

"Yeah, I understand."

Xu Xin deeply agreed with her summary of the old man.

"But I still want to say, Teacher Zhou, as you said yourself, I am also a director, and I can also make money. And... although my family is not rich, money is of great importance to me.

Not big. I don’t know if you will think I’m pretending when I tell you the next sentence. But the fact is...at this stage of my life, there is actually no difference between money and paper."

"I...can understand, but I can't accept it."

Zhou Xiaofeng smiled bitterly:

"Because I can't imagine it. I heard Director Zhang say that your greatest advantage in this life is that you will not compromise with money. But equally, your greatest flaw is that you are born with less desire than others.

.This has made you successful, and it may also limit you. It’s just like you have no interest in commercial films at all now... But your family background and life are too far away for me. I can’t imagine this kind of thing.

What is life really like? And... your life is not like... what I can imagine."

Xu Xin became curious now and asked:

"What do you imagine?"

"To put it crudely, toilets are made of gold."

"..."

Under Xu Xin's twitching mouth, Zhou Xiaofeng smiled bitterly:

"I'm giving an example, but you can also hear how poor it is. And to be honest, the feeling you give me is at most... rich enough to drink soy milk, drink a bowl, and pour a bowl.

Extending forward, for example, many people like to collect to show off their taste, or some other... ways to show off their wealth, I can't see it here. And because I can't see it, I can't see it clearly...

…”

"Are you okay? Huohuo, what are you doing with the soy milk..."

Xu Xin couldn't laugh or cry.

"Add some sugar to soy milk, drink one bowl, and then drink another bowl. Why should I pour it? It's not like I can't drink it."

"...My wife is from Tianjin, and our family drinks soy milk with salt."

"Stop it! Let's not talk about this topic. This is a partisan dispute. If we continue to talk about it, it will appear that my sweet party has no spine. You are a class enemy~"

"Hahaha~"

The atmosphere that was still a bit uneasy instantly became lively.

Then Xu Xin said:

"Just rest assured. I definitely won't do it... As you said, the old man is the director, and I am also the director. We all know what the director dislikes the most. To put it bluntly,

, something that I myself don’t even accept, but the old man is my guide, my dearest relative and friend...you think so?"

"...Hey, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"It's okay. Why don't you just have a chat? I can understand what you mean. Just be at ease~ From now on, you will be responsible for recommending more good works to the old man. After all, after working together for such a long time, you know very well that he likes

story. I leave it to you."

"Well, don't worry, I will!"

"Hey, it's okay to introduce me~"

"Haha~"

…

After chatting with Zhou Xiaofeng, Xu Xin received a book list on WeChat.

It's not his work that I recommend, but it's recommended to his two children.

Zhou Xiaofeng has been a children's literature editor for 8 years, and he knows very well what kind of books are important in guiding children's enlightenment.

As if Xu Xin had found a treasure, he directly transferred the book list to Su Meng.

A death order was given: not one book should be missing.

If one book is missing, 500 will be deducted.

Resting at home, Su Meng, who was watching "No One Less" and was about to cry, quickly turned off the TV.

no.

This movie is toxic.

It wants to deduct my money!

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Chapter completed!