Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Inside the room, Ning Hao, Zeng Jian, Xing Jianwei, and Wang Baoqiang were all present. The first two were taking photos and the first was filming. When the three of them entered, they all turned their cameras on each other.

Yang Che grinned and made a peace sign with his hand! Qin Lan leaned close to him and smiled sweetly as well.

Cheng Er, on the other hand, was just coolly showing off!

Xing Jianwei appeared in front of Yang Che in a flash: "Brother Che, your room is all set up. What do you think?"

"Wait a minute."

Wang Baoqiang, who was helping the workers, glanced at Qin Lan several times with a keen eye before grinning sheepishly and calling her "Brother Che," "Director," and "Sister Lan," like a fool.

Young Mu Ai, even if his greatest wish at this moment is to play a role with lines.

Although he was already 17 years old, Wang Baoqiang looked like he was only 12 or 13. Well... in the movie "Blind Shaft," which started filming three years later, he looked no more than 15 or 16. Yang Che had seen his ID card; he was indeed born in 1982, no fake birth.

Yang Che clicked his tongue at him: "I have a concern now. When Baoqiang is working on location, will some busybody report us for employing child labor?"

Ning Hao laughed heartily: "The worker said the same thing just now, hahahaha."

Cheng Er adjusted his glasses: "Bao Qiang is a minor worker, not a child laborer. There is a fundamental difference between the two."

Ning Hao put his arm around Cheng Er's shoulder: "Old Cheng, you're missing the point. The point isn't age, it's appearance. Hey? Come to think of it, I was more mature than Baoqiang is now when I was eight."

Qin Lan burst out laughing.

Then everyone was infected by the laughter and started laughing too, laughing for a while.

The happiness of young people comes so inexplicably.

In just over ten minutes, the four workers left. The house had air conditioning, so it wasn't tiring at all. Besides, there was ice cream and watermelon to eat. They were really the best hosts they could be.

At this moment, Yang Che, munching on a slice of watermelon, surveyed his 105-square-meter territory like a lion. The living room had two long desks with five chairs on either side, making it suitable for both work and meetings.

The restaurant has a separate area where computers and printers are placed.

Each of the three bedrooms has its own purpose. The master bedroom has been converted into a dormitory room with three bunk beds, but no luggage has been placed there yet.

One of the secondary bedrooms was converted into a media room and a tea room, while the other became a reception room.

As for the two-bedroom apartment next door, it was Yang Che's personal rental, not embezzled, but rented with his salary, and the accounts were kept very clear.

Although it's a two-bedroom apartment, both bedrooms face the sun. He converted the smaller one into a study, but right now it only has bookshelves and a desk; there aren't any books yet.

The other bedroom also only has a bed and a mattress.

There was no renovation. The walls of both rooms were just painted white, with white floor tiles and red plywood doors, giving off a cheap vibe. But everyone was quite excited. Even Cheng Er was hyperactive, touching chairs and tapping on tables.

Yang Che was also very happy, laughing and joking with everyone.

Wang Baoqiang asked, "Brother Che, after 'My Sassy Girl' ends, will you still be acting?"

Xing Jianwei retorted, "What are you saying? Brother Che will definitely film it."

"Brother Che is going to take the entrance exam for the Beijing Film Academy's graduate program."

"Graduate students can make movies too, right, Che-ge?"

The two boys both looked at Yang Che.

Yang Che chuckled, not understanding what they meant.

"Don't look at me like that. Even if I were to film, I wouldn't know when that would be. You two should try to curry favor with Director Cheng, and Director Wu, who isn't here today."

Ning Hao, looking adorably jealous, said, "I want to be a director too, okay?"

Cheng Er smiled and said, "Flattering me won't work. I can't attract investment, so I'm just hoping to stick with Brother Che."

"Then you can wish me wealth."

Cheng: "I have no doubt that you can become rich."

Ning: "Same here."

Zeng Jian: "Me too."

Wang Baoqiang, who was sweeping the floor nearby, grinned and said, "Brother Che will definitely become a millionaire soon."

Xing Jianwei, who was also sweeping the floor, complained: "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all. Brother Che is at least a billionaire."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Qin Lan, who witnessed Yang Che and Yu Wenhao discussing the implantation of GG and overheard his conversation with Lao Fan, wholeheartedly agreed with this.

As she wiped the table, she looked at Yang Che, who was leaning back in his chair looking out the window, and thought to herself: He must be a millionaire now.

"Stop talking nonsense, Lao Cheng, what time did Huang Haibo say he'd arrive?"

"It's about this time, let's eat and wait."

"Okay, all done."

At 7:15 p.m., the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window onto the floor tiles, making the whole room feel exceptionally warm and inviting.

Yang Che sat by the window, watching the sky outside slowly darken, his heart filled with peace and contentment, his eyes deep and serene.

After wiping the table, Qin Lan looked up and immediately looked for him. She always did this today. The sunset was shining on him, and he looked so handsome! She walked forward without thinking, wanting to stand beside him.

Ning Hao, who was packing up his camera, was suddenly elbowed by Zeng Jian, who then raised his chin towards the balcony.

Ning Hao's expression changed from puzzled to serious. He then raised his camera, adjusted the aperture, and snapped a picture.

He then took a picture of their shadows on the wall and eagerly showed it off to Zeng Jian and Cheng Er: "Look at this! This is what atmosphere is all about!"

Cheng Er stroked his chin: "Okay, okay."

So the three of them started discussing, oblivious to everyone else, which was actually about which shot in "My Sassy Girl" could use this "lighting and shadow atmosphere"—that's something else!

This is actually quite normal. Any director who loves movies is sensitive to light and shadow, just as anyone who loves movies would consider Akira Kurosawa to be a great director.

The three people's discussion brought Yang Che back to reality from that indescribable state of mind. He sighed and turned his head, only to be startled by Qin Lan, who had appeared beside him at some point. He couldn't help but glare at her, but she playfully stuck out her tongue and made a face.

Then Yang Che smiled, and she smiled too, as if the unpleasantness on the way had disappeared.

Afterwards, the group of seven chatted and laughed as they went downstairs. Ning Hao led them to Shida Road, saying there was a Xinjiang barbecue restaurant there.

On the way, Cheng Er received a phone call from Huang Haibo, who said that he had arrived at the entrance of the General Political Department Guesthouse.

"Go east, turn onto Xingtang Road, then onto Shida Road. I'll be right at this intersection."

Huang Haibo will be a junior at the Beijing Film Academy in September, so he is familiar with this area and arrived in less than 3 minutes.

The group of people who had just sat on the stools by the street saw Huang Haibo get out of the passenger seat of a Cherokee, specifically the 213. He had a haircut like Aaron Kwok, was wearing a red shirt and blue jeans, was very thin, and was tanned.

"Senior brother."

The shout had a feigned air of triumph.