As the birthday star, Shang Gongyu was naturally the focus of attention tonight. The conversation with Zhang Yang was obviously touched, but he couldn't sit here for a long time and went to another table. Not long after he left, Jiang Yingxue's parents came over to sit down and greet him for a while. Jiang's mother was named Mo Yi, who was dignified and elegant, and she didn't talk much. Jiang's father was named Jiang Jingtian, but she was quite talkative and had a lot of talk. She was also very talkative and had a lot of knowledge in novels, music, poetry, and calligraphy. From words, she was not just interested, but quite accomplished.

Zhang Yang was supported by Su Hui's treasure, and Su Hui made a lot of preparations after that, but she would not show any timidity. Xiao Jiang Yingxue sat opposite Yang Yuting and her mother, watching him chatting and laughing with her father, Qingying's bright eyes showed a look of admiration.

When the banquet ended, Jiang Jingtian and his wife left with their daughter. When Xiao Jiang Yingxue left, she did not forget to say goodbye to Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang smiled and waved at her, but she did not take back her eyes after a while.

Lin Yiran noticed his emotions and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yang's eyes passed by Yang Yuting, and smiled at Lin Yiran, and said with some emotion: "It's just a little surprised... She looks optimistic and cheerful."

Lin Yiran smiled and said, "This is a good thing."

Yang Yuting probably noticed Zhang Yang's eyes and smiled and said, "When I was as old as her, I was actually quite optimistic."

Lin Yiran shook her hand, then glared at Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang, who was a casual and emotional sentence, was a disaster in the pond, but it was difficult to justify anything. Fortunately, Yang Yuting did not take it to heart, smiled at him, and said softly: "When I was a child, I always felt that time passed slowly, and a few years were as long as a lifetime... The older I grew up, the faster I felt that time passed."

As a normal person, no matter how you persuade her in this regard, she will inevitably feel suspicious of standing and talking without a pain in her back. Zhang Yang didn't know what to say for a moment. Yang Yuting noticed his thoughts and couldn't help laughing: "I'm not that stingy... OK, let's go."

When saying goodbye to the host, Shang Gongyu proposed to Zhang Yang for the next meeting, and Zhang Yang naturally agreed.

Since they were accompanying Zhang Yang, Lin Yiran did not let Yuan Tong, who was more steady and experienced, come to see him off. He was riding Zhang Yang's car. When the two got in the car, Zhang Hongkang was calling. Seeing them coming, he hung up. Zhang Yang smiled and said, "You don't rush to go back. Senior brother, just chat first."

Zhang Hongkang said: "My brother's phone number is nothing."

Even though he said that, he still seemed to have something to worry about. Zhang Yang and Lin were a little surprised. Although they were in an employment relationship, Zhang Yang still treated Zhang Hongkang as a senior, and did not have any contempt for this. He also knew that this senior brother was honest and honest. Seeing his appearance, he did not beat around the bush and asked directly: "Senior brother, are you doing something? You are still apart from me, just say something."

While driving carefully, Zhang Hongkang said, "No... nothing big... I just think of my brother. He is like me and doesn't study hard. I probably have no future... I just want to stop him from joining the army. I want to ask you what you think of this idea."

Zhang Yang laughed and said, "It's not because Uncle Yuan abused that coach last month, right?"

Zhang Hongkang did not hide it and said, "It's a bit of a problem... My brother doesn't like practicing martial arts very much, and he doesn't like studying. If he doesn't become a martial arts master, what else can he do?"

Zhang Yang thought for a while and said, "It's good to be a soldier, but he only has two years of service and may not be able to stay. At that time, he still has to return to society and find a job by himself."

Zhang Hongkang thought for a while before saying, "I didn't think so much, I just thought he would be a soldier and have a good personality. Otherwise, I would not accept this or that all day long. I always felt that God was the first and second... I would suffer a loss sooner or later."

Zhang Hongkang didn't talk much on weekdays, especially when Lin Yiran was there, he talked less. It was rare to say so much. Lin Yiran couldn't help but look at him in surprise. He probably never thought that this usually taciturn senior brother would think so much.

Zhang Yang said: "This is reliable. The army is specialized in treating all kinds of dissatisfactions. There is definitely nothing to say about training people... Actually, I really want to join the army, but it seems unrealistic."

Lin Yiran said: "You can go too. It's only two years, and I'll come to class after retirement."

Zhang Yang held her delicate and smooth palm and smiled, "That's not going to be separated from you for two years."

Lin Yiran said: "Just separate."

"That won't work. Since we met, the longest separation between us is the summer vacation. If we really can't see you for a year or two, wouldn't I be crazy?"

"whispering sound."

Zhang Hongkang, who was also stuffed with dog food, fell silent again after consulting the problem. Zhang Yang did not forget his original intention. After coaxing his wife, he repeated: "It's really good. If he wants, he can at least try it... Of course, he has to ask the master's opinion first."

Zhang Hongkang responded and said, "How should I register?"

Zhang Yang said "Uh", "I don't know much. Your brother is only in his second year of high school this year. After the summer vacation, he will... go back to check the recruitment policy. There seem to be a lot of soldiers after graduating from high school. Of course, it's better to be admitted to college and then join the army."

Zhang Hongkang has never really made any decisions on his own since he was a child. This time he has to make decisions for his younger brother that may affect his life. He is inevitably confused. After listening to Zhang Yang's words, he is obviously much more at ease.

Zhang Yang then talked about filming with Lin Yiran. Tonight, he officially confirmed his intention to cooperate with Ge Long. In the idea that since he did it, he could not ruin his genius name, as well as the idea of ​​growing up in multiple fields, harvesting fans with different preferences, and letting Luo Shen, the hindrance light bulb get out as soon as possible. Zhang Yang has always been serious about filming this filming, but he was a little hesitant before, worried that he would ruin "Let the Bullets Fly". Tonight, he found that Ge Long seemed to have a more reliable side, so he finally made up his mind and filmed it.

The director's candidate is very important. First of all, if you want to restore the essence of the original work as much as possible, this director must have his own persistence and ethics. However, in order to prevent disagreements, the director must also be aware of the current affairs. At least you must understand that you will listen to you when you agree and listen to my principles when you disagree. Otherwise, if the other party suddenly has a whimsical idea, or if he gives up the ball halfway through the filming, he will not have a headache?

It is best to find a director who has been beaten by society, who has persistence and dreams... Only with ideals and pursuits can you achieve your level of filming. Only with beatings can you understand how to compromise...

Zhang Yang was pondering, but Lin Yiran was very worried that he would be distracted by running around like this, and he couldn't do anything well at that time. He whispered: "The God of Condor Heroes is about to be filmed. Do you still have the heart to be busy with movies? Besides, we don't understand these things. Movies are no better than TV series. It's easy to lose all your money."

Zhang Yang said: "I know that I only provide one book, and there are other things that professionals can do... Of course, money must be paid, and I have to look at it with trustworthy people. There are people here on our side of the money, but if you make a movie, you have to see if there is any idea in Dunhuang."

Lin Yiran said: "There must be an idea. I asked it a few years ago, but he doesn't know much about this. Please give me the script and I'll show it to him, or do you ask him to talk to him yourself?"

Zhang Yang thought for a while and said, "Forget it, you should take it. I always feel that your father doesn't like me. I guess I'm still angry that I kidnapped his baby daughter. I'd better try to shake it in front of him as little as possible to avoid losing."

Lin Yiran beat his shoulder with some amusement, then leaned gently on his shoulder, raised his shiny eyes and looked at him, his eyes were like water, shining with a sense of curiosity and doubt, pouting, and a slightly coquettish tone, saying softly: "Everyone is human, why can you have so many creativity? It's also novels and movies... I can't learn well every day except class."

"You're not saying that you can't learn well?"

Zhang Yang was a little funny and gently stroked her soft long hair with her hands, "Don't forget the total score of last semester. You are the top-middle grade, but I am the top-middle grade, and I am two levels short of it."

Although Zhang Yang is a special trick, he has Su Hui's memory as a backing. Although he can take leave on weekdays, he is also working hard overall in his studies. It was not difficult to get a top-quality product, but unfortunately, points were deducted when he was caught in a surprise inspection in the dormitory, but in the end, he was unable to get a top-quality product by one point.

This directly led to his lack of interest in mentioning the final exam at home during the Spring Festival. However, when his parents asked, they naturally had to say that Zhang Shouyi and Fang Qianxue knew that he had released two albums in a row and had to write novels. He would inevitably neglect his studies and not blame him for not being so harsh on weekdays, so that his arrogant son would not be embarrassed.

“That’s different.”

Lin Yiran pouted, looking a little resentful. Why didn’t God give himself such a smart head? Two big light bulbs with senior brother and Luo Shen were in trouble. Zhang Yang couldn’t tell her how coquettish her appearance at this time was so harmful to the country and the people. He smiled and said, “Have you heard of the Chosen Son? That’s me.”

Seeing him showing off, Lin Yiran wrinkled his nose, snorted, and asked again: "Are you really going to have a good chat with Shang Gongyu about his experience in writing novels?"

"Of course, it's not spring to show off. Do you think the rise of online novels I mentioned is not realistic? Martial arts novels have been in the market for a few years. More classics are produced and more good authors are left. The possibility of good works continuing to appear in the Internet era in the future..."

Due to the influence of historical change and policy constraints, the glory of martial arts novels is thirty years later than their previous lives. In addition, the advancement of the mobile Internet era, Zhang Yang is worried that martial arts novels can still have enough time to bloom enough beautiful flowers. Even in his previous lives, although Jin Yong's martial arts was recognized as the most representative and influential martial arts work, he alone cannot represent that glorious era of martial arts. Even for many people, after Jin Yong's seal of the pen, the true glory of martial arts is the true glory.

Zhang Yang is not going to borrow all of Mr. Jin's works. As he gets busier and busier, he will find it difficult to have the time and energy to continue to ensure the weekly serialization. For him, dictation is not difficult, but for the outside world, such a person who is involved in many fields and continues to maintain high yield and high quality is inevitably a bit too terrible.

In order to ensure the unity of martial arts novels, Zhang Yang is unlikely to borrow works by others. As for some of Mr. Jin’s short stories, they can be kept as occasional essays for a long time in the future. This makes Zhang Muzhi, a martial arts writer, more vivid, three-dimensional and real.

Influenced by Zhang Yang, to be precise, Lin Yiran read some of the novels when he saw Zhang Yang reading them. Soon he blushed with shame and covered his eyes to prevent him from reading them. For works that left such an impression on her, Zhang Yang said that they would be able to achieve glory in the future. Even if Lin Yiran believed him again, he was a little hesitant and hesitant.

"Don't worry, as there are more people watching slowly, the above will manage it. It is impossible to spread all messy things, especially many readers are children, so there must be controls that should be taken."

Lin Yiran nodded, and then passed by this topic for the time being, leaving time for verification, "Then what are you going to talk to Shang Gongyu?"

"Just just chat, actually... well, I have a lot of creative ideas about martial arts novels, but I don't have that much time to write them one by one. When he has time, he will let him write them... It's a pity that he was on the Golden List and couldn't get to the bottom of the window. He always felt that it was a bit cheaper for outsiders."

Although Zhang Yang is in the rising period, as of now, his height is limited, and his mind and vision cannot be said to be narrow, but he is also somewhat limited. He is a little confused about this matter and always thinks that it would be perfect if Shang Gongyu could be pulled over... The problem is that he doesn't recognize the other people of the four masters and goes to give him creativity in vain. People must have thought that he had either conspiracy or had his head clamped by the door...

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang remembered that Song Yafeng, one of the four great masters, was originally the pillar of the Han Cang. Since he came, he has retreated to the second line. However, her basic position is female readers. As sales have risen all the way, Song Yafeng's ranking has dropped, but his popularity has actually been rising.

However, the two have never dated any situation... But since they are making money for their wife's family, they can also give them some advice in the future... After all, I am not as good as you. In terms of experience, behind me are elites in the same field in more than half a century from martial arts to the Internet era!

When Zhang Yang thought of this, he couldn't help but feel that he could do more than he had thought of before.

When I got home, I first sent Lin Yiran the complete script of "Let the Bullets Fly", and then found the book "The Deadly Sword" mentioned by Shang Gongyu online. After reading it a few times, I found that it was really good and had a bit of a unique prototype. So I thought about it, called Wang Qiyuan, exchanged a few greetings, and asked: "Uncle Wang, have you ever read "The Deadly Sword"? A martial arts book serialized by the Xiake."

"I know, a newcomer who has been very outstanding in the past two years... Why, do you have time to read martial arts written by others?"

Zhang Yang laughed dryly and said, "It's well written and has the potential to be a family... Have you ever been exposed to people? Can you dig it up?"

Wang Qiyuan pondered for two seconds before saying, "It should have been, but I have no impression. I should have spent no effort. Why, do you think so much about him?"

Zhang Yang said: "I think I can try it. Well... I have several novels that are not very similar to mine now. I am afraid that I can't write that feeling, so I think it's quite suitable... Of course, I will just mention a creative idea. Whether I want to write it or not depends on his own wishes."

Wang Qiyuan said: "You are still so young, and you will be long in the future."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I'm busy, I'm powerless."

Wang Qiyuan also heard Zhang Yang talk about online novels. He is in this industry and has always attached great importance to the Internet. In addition, the rapid popularity of smartphones is also very clear about the inevitability of the change in the era of electronic reading. He thought for a while and said, "Then I'll try it and try to pull him over."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang thought about it and thought it would seem quite fun to continue like this... If one day these things are exposed, what kind of image will he become? Great and selfless, or will he have greater plans?
Chapter completed!