"Isn't this a porn movie?"

Shu Yu had just browsed the script before she believed Duane's words. This was indeed not a pornographic film. Corresponding to this fantastic name is a simple and beautiful love story.

"I think I should change my name."

Shu Yu expressed his opinion.

Duane lifted the quilt, and the cold air outside the quilt made him tremble. He grabbed the sweater on the table next to him and quickly put it on his body, which warmed up a little, then put on his coat and asked, "What's the name?"

Shu Yu said: "It's simple and clear to turn into a sparrow into a phoenix."

Du An rolled his eyes, "Why are you not called Hengdian Love Story?" He was really unable to complain about Shu Yu's aesthetic view.

"By the way, I won't live with you tonight."

He was fed up with curling up all night on the sofa.

"Do you have a place to go?"

"Aunt Chen said he would keep the house for me. I'll go and see it. If it's still there, live there."

After putting on his clothes and washing up, Duan pulled out the suitcase and Shu Yu, and asked the questions from last night again.

"Where is your car?" He remembered that Shu Yu drove to his sister's house to find him that day.

The old street in the early morning of winter is covered with golden sunshine. There are few pedestrians on the street, all wrapped tightly, and the white air is everywhere. There are French sycamore trees planted on the street, with branches and leaves falling, and the parts below one meter are painted with white paint. A few steps to the left is a breakfast shop with a stove in front of the door, with fried dough sticks on it. There is a half-iron rack on the pan, and fried dough sticks are placed on it. There is a table on the left of the stove, with high cages placed on it, covered with white cloth at the top, and white air is steamed on the white cloth at low temperatures.

"There is no place to park here, so the company has to be put on. Whoever wants to use it will be considered a bus for the company."

Shu Yu said, taking two steps to the breakfast shop, "Two green vegetable buns and one pack of soy milk," he asked without looking back, "What do you want?"

"Two meat buns, one soy milk."

The fat boss with a smile grabbed the ears of the second cage with one hand, lifted it up gently and forcefully, leaving a hole in it, and put it in with the other hand. He skillfully reached in and grabbed it, pulled it down, and took out the two buns. He took out two meat bags as he did, handed it to Shu Yu, and then grabbed two packets of soy milk from the warm water basin, wiped it casually with the rag on the table, handed it over, collected the money, found the money, and went to entertain the next customer.

The two of them ate while walking. When they reached the intersection of the street, they had eaten all the buns and the soy milk was just finished. Du An took Shuyu's plastic bag and shriveled soy milk bag, rolled it into a ball with his own, and threw it into the trash can at the intersection of the street.

"I'll go to the company first. After you settle down, you'll go to the acting staff union first. It's the New Year in more than a month. Let's quickly decide the actors before the New Year. Otherwise, the interview will be difficult to do when you go home for the New Year."

Shu Yu paused for a moment and added: "You can do whatever you pay for it and save some money. Anyway, if you spend seven million yuan and the movie has not been completed, we will do it together."

Du An nodded and agreed, and then the two broke up, one to the left and the other to the right.

He dragged his suitcase to the bus stop, waited for No. 97, went up, arrived at Xujiaxiang, and then walked along Dongwu South Road to the entrance of Xujiaxiang. No one greeted him along the way, only a few of them thought he was familiar with him and looked puzzled. After thinking about it, I couldn't remember who this person was, so I continued to pass by.

Perhaps these ordinary pedestrians still remember the fake certificate incident more than a month ago and "Duan", but few people remember his face, which made Duan feel a little relieved.

Walking around the alley, shuttled through, and finally came to the familiar door and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

The door opened, and Song Zhen was standing behind him.

She wore a white cotton coat, which was a bit old-fashioned, and the style was not good, and she was very bloated. She had a pair of floral cotton pants on the lower body, and a pair of brown cotton drags on the lower body.

When Song Zhen saw her, Du An saw her pupils wide, and immediately shrank again, returning to normal.

"Come in."

Song Zhen made open the door, turned around and walked back to the sofa and sat down, looking at the TV.

Duan took a look at the TV and found that it was Nan Yang's three sets, and he was replaying "My Fair Princess" early in the morning.

He dragged his suitcase in, closed the door, and looked at the kitchen, where there was no one inside.

"Where is Aunt Chen?"

"I've gone to buy groceries."

Duan stood there with his suitcase, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed: his house has retreated, what is it to do when he suddenly comes over? It’s even more embarrassing to think about it. It’s neither standing nor sitting.

"Put things into the house first."

Song Zhen looked at the TV and said. After a pause, she said again: "The room has been kept for you. My mother said that if you didn't come before the New Year, I won't leave it for you." From beginning to end, her eyes were firmly staring at the TV, without glance at Du An.

Du An then breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the suitcase to the door of his room, and was about to open the door of Song Zhen's voice came from behind.

"That group of people just can't stand others' goodness. There are so many people on the street who buy fake certificates and make fake certificates and don't see them to expose them. And it's just like buying a fake certificate. What kind of fraud is it? At most, an administrative penalty is imposed, and a group of ignorant legal ignorant."

Is this talking to me?

Du An looked back and saw that Song Zhen was still watching TV, her eyes were completely nailed to the TV.

Listening to Song Zhen's words, it seemed that he had consulted professionals because of his affairs, which made him feel warm.

"Thanks."

Then he opened the door and went in without explaining the complicated situation to Song Zhen.

The decorations in the house were exactly the same as when he left: a wire bed, a small table, a stool, and a half-length mirror. It should be because Aunt Chen often cleaned it. The house was very clean and there was no dust. The stool seemed to have been repaired. The stool was straight, not as slanted to the left as before.

Duan pulled his suitcase to the corner of the wall and put it down. After staying in the room for a while, he went out. He wanted to go to the Actors Union, but changed direction before passing the TV and turned to the sofa and sat down.

Let’s wait until Aunt Chen comes back from buying vegetables and say hello to her before going out.

Duan thought so and found that there were two more cups of boiled water on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and there was still hot air hanging, which was obviously just poured.

He turned his face slightly and looked at Song Zhen.

Song Zhen moved to the side as he sat down, and was now watching TV attentively.

For a moment, the room became silent, and only Xiaoyanzi was shouting on TV, "You are ruthless, you are cruel, you are unreasonable." The fifth prince shouted to him, "Are you not ruthless, you are not cruel, you are not unreasonable," Xiaoyanzi shouted again, "I am ruthless, where I am cruel, where I am unreasonable," the fifth prince responded, "You are not ruthless, where I am not cruel, where I am not unreasonable,"...

Song Zhen looked at her eyes without looking sideways, but Du An felt so distressed that he had to say nothing, "That... aren't you going to school today?"

“Today Sunday.”

Song Zhen held his legs in front of him, hugging his legs, and answered this without saying a word.

Duane nodded, unable to find any other words for a while, so he had to watch the TV again.

On TV, Xiaoyanzi was still shouting, "No matter how ruthless I am, no matter how cruel I am, no matter how unreasonable I am, I will not be more ruthless, cruel and unreasonable than you."...

How about Zhao Wei?

Du An's thoughts turned to casting again without realizing it, but immediately he denied his idea: Zhao Wei's pay will not be lower than Zhou Xun's, and Zhao Wei was too restricted by this TV series, and he won the success or failure. It really made Zhao Wei play Qi Wei and the audience would be distracted from the show in minutes.

"Are you here to make a movie?"

His thoughts were pulled back by a crisp sound.

Du An looked at Song Zhen and found that she was still watching TV intently - he really didn't know when Song Zhen's habit of not watching people was cultivated. She didn't seem to be like this before? But she replied: "Yes."

"Horror movie?"

“Love comedy.”

"What's the name?"

"The pretty beauty of the wind and moon."

"Sexy? Romance?"

"Love comedy..."

“When will it be released?”

"I don't know yet."

"Who will act?"

"Actors are being selected."

...

The two of them asked and answered each other, which made Duan feel like he was being questioned by the police, and the sweat was almost out.

Fortunately, the sound of the key opening at the door sounded, and then Shen Huifang pushed the door in and saved his life.

"Aunt Shen!"

Duane stood up excitedly.

When Shen Huifang saw him, she was stunned at first, then smiled gently, "I'm back."

After finally getting out of being interrogated, Du An no longer dared to sit next to Song Zhen and quickly met Shen Huifang.

After a few greetings, the two of them re-arranged the renting of the house. Du An declined Shen Huifang's invitation to leave him for lunch and couldn't wait to go out.

I took the bus to the Actors Union, told me about my requirements for the actresses, and then set the salary between 100,000 and 1 million yuan. I discussed it in detail and finally told the staff the company address that Shu Yu left for him today.

After the staff registered, they promised to screen out actresses who meet the requirements within two days and notify them in place, but they would say whether they would go or not.

"...You also know your current situation, Director Du, to be honest, those who meet your requirements now basically don't want to be related to you, so you'd better make the worst plan."

That's what the staff said.

Duan thought about it and it was true: His reputation is so bad now, how bad will that person have to be willing to jump into his stall?

"Then...100,000 to three million. In addition, you will also send me the information about the qualified actresses."

If you have money, you can make the devil push the mill. If you can't push it like this, you can only take the initiative.

The staff smacked their lips and refused to comment.
To be continued...