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Chapter 205 Gift
"The Leshan Giant Buddha should get up and walk a few steps. Go and help him sit for a while!"

How could Zhou Huimin not know that He Daqi was talking nonsense, so she joined in the nonsense in a bad mood.

He Daqi chuckled. He got up a little early today and planned to take a nap.

His eyes were closed, then suddenly opened again.

"That's not right. So you made all the money by riding on my popularity?" He Daqi acted as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"You're talking to me about money?" Zhou Huimin asked in surprise, pointing at herself.

"Dear husband and wife, let's settle the accounts clearly."

"Wait a moment, my new phone has a video recording function. Wait for me to record it for you. I will show it to my children when they grow up." Zhou Huimin turned over and reached for her phone.

He Daqi kicked her on the butt, and seeing Zhou Huimin fall off the bed, he quickly covered himself with the quilt.

This time she was in trouble. Zhou Huimin started to go crazy. She climbed back onto the bed, sat on He Daqi and tore the quilt frantically. When she couldn't pull it off with He Daqi, she started to beat the quilt.

After all this commotion, neither of them got any sleep, so in the afternoon, Zhou Huimin followed He Daqi to Yonghui Qiming Building. Both of them were so sleepy that they yawned continuously.

"Is my movie so boring?"

Ning Hao, who had finally finished editing the movie, was a little upset when he saw the couple's current state.

"It's okay, pretty good, it looks like it was taken by a human." He Daqi said perfunctorily.

"This movie is called 'Incense', right? Is it going to be exhibited? Your predecessors have made too many movies about backward rural areas in the mainland nowadays, and it seems that it is not so easy to win awards." Zhou Huimin yawned and gave a more objective evaluation.

Unfortunately, this evaluation was a bit too objective, and Ning Hao said he couldn't accept it: "I wanted you to watch the plot, but you didn't watch the plot and only paid attention to other things. This is disrespectful to the creator!"

"Who reads the plot these days?" He Daqi pushed him aside and said to Xing Aina, "Senior Sister, this is the plot I recorded. Please correct it."

As he said that, he handed over a recorder.

He Daqi was not so bored that he came to watch the art film directed by Ning Hao. He mainly wanted to ask his wife to sort out the plot of his prison movie. Ning Hao insisted on dragging the couple to watch his movie.

"Daqi, how long will it take?"

"The sooner the better, preferably before April. I'm going to Hong Kong at the end of March and won't be back until the Academy Awards are over."

Ning Hao said happily, "Oh, we can go together. I was there at that time too. My film was participating in the international film festival there, and I heard it was nominated."

"What kind of fake award is that?" He Daqi turned around and asked Zhou Huimin.

"You can think of it as a film exhibition that specializes in selling art films," Zhou Huimin said with a shrug.

"Congratulations! Congratulations! Senior brother, you are about to make a breakthrough!" He Daqi quickly shook Ning Hao's hand and congratulated him.

"roll!"

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"Drink tea."

The mahogany table, the black tea tray, and the small, green porcelain cups couldn't hold much tea. Wang Rui wore a dark mandarin jacket and no accessories except for his gold-rimmed glasses. Not even the large gold Rolex watch he usually used to tell the time was on his wrist.

"Wang Rui, you have changed so much now." Zhou Huimin picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then sighed.

"Daqi said the same thing before." Wang Rui smiled and made a gesture of invitation, indicating that He Daqi should also take a sip of the tea he brewed.

Just like some people don’t like eating coriander, He Daqi doesn’t like drinking tea.

But since the other person poured it for him, he would not be rude and took it up and took a sip.

"Brother Rui, how's the club movie you mentioned last time?"

Wang Rui smiled, but his tone was somewhat disappointed. "Don't mention it. It's been changed terribly. I've been busy with other things recently and haven't had time to check it out. The original three juniors fighting over something has been changed to five people fighting over it. The good development and expansion of the club has been changed to playing tricks on each other. It's not the original script that made me so happy."

"Is it possible that if it is filmed as a development society, it will not pass the review?" Zhou Huimin said with a smile.

"That's true. I think that's what the screenwriter is worried about. Let's not talk about the script anymore. I'll talk to someone about it later. Daqi, have you finished your script? Just talking about it on the phone the other day made me excited."

"It's done." He Daqi took out the script that Xing Aina had revised from his bag and handed it to Wang Rui.

"The Gift of Cell No. 7? This name is a bit strange. I only heard part of it that day. Does Cell No. 7 refer to the cell where the protagonist is staying?" Wang Rui asked, looking at the six big words on the script.

"You read it first, and you will understand after you finish reading it." He Daqi did not explain.

Zhou Huimin and Ning Hao had read the script. Unlike Zhou Huimin, who directly put pressure on He Daqi to get the role, Ning Hao only secretly recommended himself to be the director.

Wang Rui read very slowly and did not speak for half an hour.

He Daqi and Zhou Huimin were not in a hurry either. They sat here leisurely looking at the scenery outside.

This teahouse was found by Wang Rui. It is located in Sheung Wan, Hong Kong. The location is not remote, but it is quite unique. You can see the mountains and the sea directly from the third floor. Sitting in front of the window, drinking tea and looking at the mountain and sea views is a unique experience.

"Prisons in Hong Kong before 97 didn't have these private rooms for seven or eight people, but rather large dormitories. They did have these, but they weren't used to hold serious criminals. It seems you did follow the Korean approach from the beginning.
This can be changed, after all, he was wrongly accused, so it's okay to keep him in the prison for minor offenses. No, if this is changed, his cellmates must also change... Then change this to a special cell."

Wang Rui pointed out a loophole in the script when he was halfway through and then filled it himself.

He Daqi didn't interrupt, so he continued to hold the teacup and look at the mountain view.

After a while, Wang Rui put down the script.

"Yes, it's quite interesting and tear-jerking. Daqi, did you really think about this on your own when you went back that day? How did you consider the various habits of the prisoners there?"

"It's just my imagination. I watched several prison movies in Hong Kong and imagined it myself." He Daqi said perfunctorily.

"I don't think it will take long to shoot. There aren't any big scenes in it, and the dialogues are simple. If you're not in a hurry, postpone it. I'll go get the club's script first, and we'll shoot that first. By the way, I've prepared a big gift for you. You'll know in a few days, so don't be too surprised then." Wang Rui said mysteriously at the end.

Big gift?

He Daqi guessed that even if he asked Wang Rui now, he wouldn't tell him.

One good thing about him is that he can suppress his curiosity, so he didn't ask Wang Rui what kind of gift he had prepared.

(End of this chapter)