Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Fan Zeping was taken aback, quite surprised. This young girl was very eloquent; in other words, she had a very good grasp of tone and rhythm. Of course, he also sensed the other layer of meaning in her words, so he tentatively said, "Haha, brother, you're using this as an excuse to settle things privately."

Fan Bingbing pursed her lips and smiled shyly.

Yang Che smiled and said, "This is Bingbing's father, who is temporarily taking care of some of Bingbing's work."

"Hello, hello. We were one family five hundred years ago, Brother Fan. Let's have a drink together at noon."

Fan Tao glanced at Yang Che subconsciously, then nodded in agreement.

Yang Che smiled and looked at Jia Yun, who was also smiling and extending his hand, and said, "Why hasn't President Jia left yet?"

Jia Yun's smile and outstretched hand froze simultaneously. Fan Tao and Fan Bingbing were taken aback at first, then either confused or embarrassed. As for Fan Zeping, he lit a cigarette and chuckled.

At this moment, even if Jia Yun had been navigating the entertainment and business worlds for many years, he couldn't possibly keep his temper in check after being so bluntly challenged by a young man in his early twenties. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Producer Yang seems to have a problem with me?"

Yang Che stopped Fan Tao from saying anything with a look, then looked at Jia Yun expressionlessly: "Do you know that Fan Bingbing is my girlfriend?"

"Xiao Che, what are you saying?"

Fan Tao immediately panicked; after all, this man was someone his wife had practically forced him to come.

Fan Bingbing, on the other hand, remained calm, pouting as she looked at her boyfriend.

Fan Zeping remained all smiles.

Jia Yun chuckled, her eyes filled with disdain: "Kid, don't have such filthy thoughts. Old Fan, I really don't understand how Bingbing ended up with such a boyfriend?"

Yang Che said impatiently, "Shut up already. With your level of skill, you think you can make money by producing films and using celebrity influence? No wonder you can only fool your fellow villagers..."

Jia Yun, like a dog whose tail had been stepped on, instantly shrieked, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yang Che pointed a finger and said in a deep voice, "You shameless bastard! I told you on the phone that I wouldn't cooperate, but you still came here to embarrass yourself. Do you think you can use Fan Bingbing? Are you going to get the hell out of here, or should I have someone throw you out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Jianwei and Dong Dabao rushed over and shouted in unison, "Brother Che!" Li Xiangdong, who had arrived at some unknown time, was also with them.

Jia Yun's driver and bodyguard also rushed over.

Holy crap! Not to mention Jia Yun, who was already terrified after his secret was exposed, the students from Beijing Film Academy around him also turned to look.

Jia Yun didn't say anything more, lowered her head and turned to leave, showing no intention of arguing or resisting.

His driver and bodyguards didn't say anything harsh or make any fierce expressions. They're not blind; the two burly men next to Tiger Head Ben (Old Fan's bodyguards) looked intimidating.

A few hundred yuan a month, why risk your life?

Just as everyone seemed to be frozen in place, Yang Che looked at Fan Tao apologetically and said, "Uncle, it's not that I didn't say so beforehand, it's just that I haven't had a chance to say so all day."

At this moment, Fan Tao didn't know what to say, only repeatedly saying, "It's okay, it's okay."

Fan Zeping's smile had long since vanished; well, Yang Che had given him another surprise. This guy's sudden outburst of anger seemed to silence the entire academy, startling Fan Zeping. And then, immediately after his outburst, he offered his "father-in-law" a way out—what a shrewd move! What kind of clever mind does he have?

The sudden appearance of three capable men also made Lao Fan look at them with new respect; not every powerful person has such personal charisma.

Yang Che was actually quite surprised. He was certain that Xing Jianwei would come, but he didn't expect the lighting technician Dong Dabao, who had some social habits, and the kind-hearted Li Xiangdong who delivered boxed lunches.

Baoqiang? Baoqiang is watching the warehouse.

Despite this incident, it did not affect the filming of the following scenes at all. Fan Bingbing, in particular, was still feeling very happy and moved. Her performance was so natural and smooth. The tears she had been holding back earlier flowed in front of the piano.

And since she was facing Huang Haibo, she felt genuinely moved, but something was always missing.

But this feeling is actually quite right, since in the story, Xingxing's feelings for Niu Geng have not yet been developed at this point.

There's a description that might not be perfect, but it captures the essence: she cried not because you moved her, but because she was lamenting why you weren't him at that moment.

Huang Haibo failed to catch Fan Bingbing's scene the first time; for a moment, he didn't dare to meet her gaze and had an evasive expression, but then they naturally reshot the scene.

Fortunately, Fan Bingbing's performance remained stable.

Yang Che watched with rapt attention and satisfaction. The chubby boy was absolutely stunning. He also understood why the same actor could look so different in the hands of different directors.

If an actor doesn't perform well in a film directed by Little Camille, the other actors will say: "Come on, let's find another director."

In a big director's film crew, the director might say: "Come on, let's change the actor."

He felt that in the future, in the internet age, Little Fatty's crying scene would definitely be compiled into various lists online, such as "Top Ten Most Beautiful Crying Scenes," "Included in Beijing Film Academy Textbooks," and "Big Actress's Crying Scene Goes From Popular to Disappointing"...

Okay, actually it seems that "being selected for the Beijing Film Academy's teaching materials" is the easiest, because the teachers at the Beijing Film Academy also analyze bad movies, so in a sense, bad movies are also "Beijing Film Academy's teaching materials".

Unlike Fan Bingbing's emotion and Fan Zeping's reflections, Yang Che could clearly sense that many of his friends had suddenly distanced themselves from him, even the oldest, Zhao Xiaoding.

"So this is what acting is all about."

Fan Zeping also seemed lost in thought, his face etched with stories, probably reminiscing about his youth, his time spent in the countryside...

Could it also be "There's a girl in the village named Xiaofang"?

"Brother Fan, which region's educated youth were you from?"

Fan Zeping was stunned for a long time: "I still have a rural household registration in Gujiao. Where did I go as an educated youth? But some educated youth did come to our village... Sigh!"

Yang Che saw that Lao Fan had taken out his cigarettes again and hurriedly wanted to take him outside to smoke. This was a lecture hall, after all. He was going to come to Beijing Film Academy to pick up girls, or rather, to audit classes.

"You stay here, I'm going out for some fresh air."

"Okay, it'll be done in a minute."

Just as Fan Zeping exited from the side, a square-faced teacher with slicked-back hair walked in with a smile. He was definitely a teacher, because Yang Che recognized him as Hou Keming.

Yang Che greeted him softly, "Hello, Professor Hou!"

"Hello, who are you?"

"I am the screenwriter of 'My Sassy Girl'. My name is Yang Che. I saw your photo at the director's building this morning. Cheng Er introduced you to me."

Hou Keming nodded: "Yes, I'll come and take a look."

"Please go ahead."

At this moment, everyone in the area monitored by the camera, except for Cheng Er, stood up abruptly.