It was obviously unrealistic to ask Yang Mu to play the role of the emperor, but after he said this, a new idea flashed through Zhang Yang's mind.

People's ambitions change with the situation. Zhang Yang is not able to enter the film industry now, but it does not mean that the same is true in the future. If this is the case, can he make an advance plan?

If you want to make a movie, you naturally cannot choose "The Golden Armor in the City". This movie is adapted from "Thunderstorm", which only changes the background to the palace of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. Not to mention the idea, the plot, just from the audience's reputation, it is undoubtedly a bad thing.

If that's the case, can you change the plot?

Don’t play with any ethics and connotations, just have to be happy!

Zhang Yang thought about it quickly and thought of a more suitable one: "Langya Bang".

Langya Bang is a fictional one, and there is no complete historical background, system, geography, and the country and dynasties will only have various contradictions when injecting reality. However, these details can be processed when shooting movies. Shooting MVs only requires a synopsis, and the characters appearing also need to be strictly controlled.

Mei Changsu, Prince Jing, Princess Nihuang, Emperor Liang, Concubine Jing...

As for the lyrics, there is no problem as a whole. It is best to leave it when Mei Changsu knows that he will die to go to war...

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang suddenly became a little excited. He wanted to change the script directly and choose the role, but he still calmed himself down so that he would not get angry and make irrational decisions.

Yang Mu looked at his expression and asked with a smile: "What did you think of?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "To be honest, I didn't think so before, but as soon as you said that, I suddenly had an idea... I can change the script and make it into a movie. Of course, it's not now, but in the future."

Yang Mu smiled and said, "If it was because of me, there was no need, I'll join in the fun."

Zhang Yang shook his head and said, "Of course not, and to be honest, if you make a movie, there are requirements for acting."

Yang Mu laughed, "Then there is no requirement to shoot your mv?"

"Yes, but it's a little lower. Anyway, even if you look at the content, you still look at me, and others don't care."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I'll go back and discuss with the director, and I'll reply to you... Don't worry, even if there are no important roles, the supporting role will be enough."

"That's fine. I just want to join in the fun, it doesn't matter how many scenes are."

Tea and fragrance are refreshing, but Zhang Yang rarely stayed up late. After busy for another day, he chatted for a while and felt a little sleepy. Yang Mu obviously noticed it and ended the chat in time.

On the way back, Zhang Yang called Wei Xiang first and told her that the shooting location was set. Although she had not yet visited the place, Yang Mu's words were still worthy of trusting, and it would be okay to take this as a fact in advance.

Political Commissar Wei Xiang was having a headache about this. He was naturally happy when he heard him say this. However, before he was happy for a minute, he heard Zhang Yang say that he would change the script again. He was a little helpless. However, a large part of the reason why Zhang Yang likes to work with her is that she does not act dictatorial when encountering problems.

To be more precise, she is willing to respect her opinions.

Although Wei Xiang was a little dissatisfied, he had no objection to Zhang Yang's idea of ​​the new script. Zhang Yang forced to talk to her about her ideas about the new script. When she got home, she simply washed her face and fell asleep on the bed.

Zhang Yang's daily routine is quite regular. He only slept for four hours last night. When he fell asleep, he almost completely forgot the concept of time. He didn't know that it had been too long. He felt something on his face in a daze. He subconsciously reached out and pushed it away, and then he chuckled, sweet and pleasant, and a little familiar.

He opened his eyes with difficulty a crack. In the hazy state, he vaguely saw Lin Yiran holding his chin with his hands, and his big eyes flashed at him.

When I first saw her, Zhang Yang felt happy and helpless. I didn’t know that I could see her almost every day, but why did I dream that she was wrong again? I went to the Yuniu Music Festival on Thursday. Today, Saturday, I haven’t seen her for two days.

No wonder I dreamed of her twice a day.

Since it is a dream, we naturally don’t have to be as honest as we usually do. Anyway, the God of Luo can’t see his dream...

These thoughts flashed through my mind, Zhang Yang stretched out his arm, hugged her, and hugged her in his arms, secretly looking forward to it, but never wake up at a critical moment.

He slept for too long. When he reached out, his eyes had already closed subconsciously. He heard Lin Yiran's soft cry in his ears. Through his clothes, he could feel the delicate and delicate skin, the delicate body was warm and soft, and the faint fragrance. Even the feeling of brushing his hair on his face was as if it was in reality.

Is this too real?

Zhang Yang had such a dream before, but after waking up, there was at most a trace, and there was no such real touch. He couldn't help but feel aroused in his heart, and he hugged her whole body a little urgently and pressed her under him.

After this movement, her consciousness became a little clear. She heard her screaming again. She realized something possible in her mind. She also realized that her lower body was still under the bed. She was worried that it would hurt her, so she quickly got up and opened her eyes at the same time.

The light in the room was very dark, but it could still be seen clearly. Lin Yiran was lying on the bed, his palm pressing on his chest, his bright eyes staring at him with a shiny look, as if he was a little embarrassed. Seeing Zhang Yang stopping his movements, he hurriedly sat up, glanced at him, patted him gently on his shoulder, and whispered: "Hate!"

"When did you come?"

Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed, so he quickly sat back, leaned against the head of the bed, calmed down, and glanced out the window. There were neon lights in the night, and I didn’t know what time it was.

“It’s been more than an hour.”

Lin Yiran seemed ashamed and felt wronged, staring at him and said, "The earth was dragged for you, the cat was fed for you, the dirty clothes were washed for you, the dry clothes were collected, and the things were packed. You were still sleeping soundly..."

“I slept too late yesterday.”

Zhang Yang didn't remember whether he had sent her a message before going to bed, but no matter what, it was always right to coax her first. He held her in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "I got up early in the morning and took pictures until the evening. Before I could rest, Yang Mu called me to talk to him..."

Sometimes complaining is better than coaxing directly. Lin Yiran heard him say this and felt distressed. He didn't even complain. He gently hugged him with his backhand and said softly: "I know... But you are sleeping now and can't sleep tonight, so I woke you up. Who knows that you just woke up..."

Zhang Yang opened some distance and looked at her and smiled, "I thought I was dreaming!"

After saying this, Lin Yiran was even more shy and said angrily: "I thought I could just dream..."

After all, I was embarrassed to continue talking, so I snorted and looked at him. Seeing that he was smiling strangely, I felt even more shy. I pinched him hard, got up and stood up, turning on the lights in the room.

The lights were a little dazzling. I was about to close my eyes and adapted to them, and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost eight o'clock."

"I slept for two hours?"

Zhang Yang patted his head, feeling it was a bit heavy, so he confirmed that he was wearing clothes, and then got out of bed, and secretly sighed that everything has two sides, and even Luo Shen's invasion of his privacy can play a convenient role.

"You don't change your clothes?"

"Sleepy, forgot."

"I'll put all the clothes I put away in your closet."

Zhang Yang moved his limbs, nodded to show that he knew, and asked again: "Have you eaten?"

"No."

Lin Yiran looked at him, and the big eyes showed the meaning of "You made me hungry", "I told my mother to eat with you, who knew you had sleep for so long."

Zhang Yang smiled, went into the bathroom to wash his face and rinse his mouth, and then he really woke up. When he came out, Lin Yiran was teasing in the living room. Haha, he slept soundly on the armrest of the sofa, and she grabbed her little paws and ignored her.

When Lin Yiran saw him coming out, he had a sweet smile on his lips, but a disgusting tone: "Haha, I can't wake up the two lazy pigs!"

"If it wants to sleep, let it sleep."

"It's now slept enough and will not sleep at night, and then it's time to jump around in the living room."

When Zhang Yang heard this, he felt it made sense, so he sat next to him, yanking it with his hands, haha, his eyes opened a thin gap, looked at the two bold dog men and women with indifferent and contempt, stretched, and kept retreating in a straight line with their heads, and closed their eyes again.

"Haha! Haha! You can't sleep now. If you sleep again, you will have insomnia at night. Will there be anyone playing with you?"

Zhang Yang was funny. He heard Lin Yiran coaxing him with words seriously, and Lin Yiran didn't find it funny at all, and patiently continued to coax the cat, "Haha? Haha? Get up, can I play with you? Let's play ball, okay, haha? Haha!"

"You are so gentle, look at me."

Zhang Yang was like a rabbit carrying a rabbit, and she lifted Haha up with her hind legs. Finally woke him up, she put it on her legs and stared at her big amber eyes and said, "I'm awake, do you still want to sleep?"

Lin Yiran was both funny and heartbroken. He quickly carried Haha over and placed it on his thigh, and said angrily: "No way you are like you! Haha, be good, let's ignore him and play with my sister..."

Zhang Yang looked at him with a look of toothache: "When I talk to him, I always call myself "Dad"..."

Lin Yiran was so angry that he grabbed the pillow and smashed it on his head, and said angrily: "Get out, Uncle Zhang!"

When Zhang Yang mentioned this title, he felt even more depressed and too lazy to see two cats as he knew each other, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Lin Yiran thought for a while and turned to look at him: "I just looked at it and found only instant noodles, eggs and vegetables, but the dishes were broken and I threw them away... Is there anything else?"

"have."

Zhang Yang also thought about it, nodded, and said seriously under her expectant gaze: "There are also noodles."

“Isn’t that the same as instant noodles?”

"Of course it's different. If it's the same, why do you need to create two different nouns?"

Lin Yiran held Haha's two front paws, scratched him fiercely, widened his eyes and said, "You are looking for trouble, right?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Then order takeaway."

Lin Yiran looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't you say you rarely order takeout?"

"It's very rare."

Zhang Yang was a little surprised by her logic, "No, I never ordered takeaway at all."

"Then where did you get the phone number?"

"I don't have a phone number."

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Call with your phone, just go to the takeaway software..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that at this time, did the takeaway software appear?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but jumped and secretly scolded himself for being a pig-headed person. As a reborn person, he actually wanted to work and sell resources honestly. Are you embarrassing the majority of reborn people?

I opened the mobile app store and searched, and found a takeaway software. However, after downloading it, I opened it and looked at it. The quality is still unclear, but the price is not ordinary expensive delivery fee starts at six yuan.

However, his wealth is not very rich now, and he can afford to spend the money. He handed the phone to Lin Yiran. Lin Yiran took it and looked up, then looked up at him with a hurried look and said, "How about... let's do it."

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?"

"Food!"

Lin Yiran blinked, his expression seemed a little strange, "Otherwise, what else can I do?"

"cough!"

Zhang Yang coughed dryly, "I mean, there is no food anymore...why not put the noodles?"

"don't want."

Lin Yiran shook his head, blinked his shiny eyes, a little cunning and begging, and said in a sweet voice: "Would we eat pancakes well? Don't you?"

"All right."
Chapter completed!