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Chapter 59 Poem title "Worthy of the Tathagata and the Lord"

"What a pity, what a pity..."

"Such a good story, such a good art movie."

"It would be great if Xiaoye hadn't refused at that time. Such a good opportunity was missed."

Li Yuefen said this.

Wang Ye shook his head at Li Yuefen without hesitation.

"Godmom, there's nothing to regret."

"Even if time goes back and make a new choice, I will still refuse."

"Why is this?" Li Yuefen asked in confusion.

"The reason is very simple. The story of Director Zhou's "The Ring of Lust" is too real, I don't like it!"

"The meaning of "The Ring of Sex" is very good, but the character of the male protagonist Dashi in it is too cowardly and vulgar. He cannot be devoted to Buddhism and love with all his heart. He is indecisive. I can't play such a male protagonist, nor can I act like this!"

Wang Ye slowly recited two lines of poetry.

"I once thought that I was passionate and damaged my Brahma, but when I entered the mountain, I was afraid that I would fade away from the city."

"How can I get both Dharma in the world that I will not let you down."

As soon as he left, Cheng Huang and Li Yuefen in the car trembled, and goose bumps all burst out.

"Dash, who struggled between love and dharma, shivered on the edge of choice."

"That day, Dash met a girl by the river."

"That day, the Buddha statues in the distant Buddhist temple did not speak, and no longer looked at this lovely Dashi."

"That day, Dashi had a tryst with a girl who fell in love at first sight, but was discovered and the girl was executed!"

"That day, Dashi left the temple behind him, forgot the dilemma between Buddha and love, and never came back..."

"If I had to play Dash, I would only play Dash like this..."

The car was silent, and the people in the car were shocked by this cruel story.

Crack chick chick chick ~~~~~!

However, Cheng Huang, who was driving, heard this story and was distracted. He almost rear-end and hit someone else's car, and the sound of emergency brakes.

Cheng Huang was startled, and the car slowed down to the first gear and continued to move forward slowly.

"How can I get both Dharma in the world, and live up to the Tathagata and live up to you..."

"Xiaoye, you wrote this poem?"

Wang Ye did not answer, but just remained silent.

Cheng Huang exclaimed and smashed his mouth, thinking that he had just come up with this poem and was now thinking about the name of the poem.

At this moment, his heart was a little sad by Wang Ye's poem.

Li Yuefen seemed to have seen Wang Ye for the first time, and her eyes were full of shock.

She thought to herself, Xiaoye, it turns out that you are such a small thing...

You should know that she wanted to match her godson and daughter. She was about the same age as her daughter. She was handsome and extremely talented. She could write books and songs, and she had a bright future.

So she deliberately arranged for Wang Ye to stay at Zhang Min, thinking about letting the two of them cultivate their relationship over time.

But after so long, she asked indirectly that Xiao Min had not taken him down until now!

She thought that Wang Ye was young and had no feelings to wake up, and Xiao Min was thin-skinned and didn't know much about seduction, so she couldn't handle it for a while.

But now she understands.

No wonder Xiao Min hasn't taken him down for so long!

It turns out that this guy is actually a special kind of love deep down!

What is a special kind of love?

Generally, love is someone who has a very rich relationship and loves the one you love.

What about the special kind of love?

It can be seen from Wang Ye's poem.

He is the kind of person who is not easy to be moved, but he is absolutely in love with him once he is moved.

It's over, it's over, such a person.

Or it is an extremely dedicated and infatuated person!

Or it is a passionate person with endless fraternity!

If it were the former, it would be fine, if it was the latter... Li Yuefen would not dare to think about it anymore.

"No, Xiaoye is not Xiaomin's good match..."

Li Yuefen was still thinking about it.

Cheng Huang asked again.

"What is the name of this poem?"

"I will never let you down."

"Okay! What a great person who lives up to the Tathagata and never lets you down!"

"If I see Zhou Jiawei next time, I must tell him this poem and your imagined story. At that time, I will see what his face will be!"

"Just thinking about it this way, I find it interesting, hahahaha..."

...

In order to make a movie, Cheng Huang founded a movie studio called Imperial City Film Studio, located in the most prosperous commercial building in the Magic City. The monthly rent alone exceeds five digits. Including the complicated employees, Cheng Huang's expenses have always been quite large. Therefore, not only investors are anxious to make a comeback when they are released in a new movie, but he is also very anxious.

Wang Ye and the other two arrived at the door of the studio. At this time, a woman in her 30s with a good looking look stood at the door and waited for a long time. She was Cheng Huang's wife Hong Fang, who was the heroine in a TV series by Cheng Huang more than ten years ago.

This is not a strange thing in the circle. It is not surprising that the heroine is a director and the old husband is a young wife. Besides, Cheng Huang is not very old, only nine years older than Hong Fang.

When I walked into the studio, the room was quite small. More than a dozen people were busy with things in front of various computers and movie equipment. I went into a room inside. It was Cheng Huang's office and it was usually a place to receive guests.

Further in, there is the editing room and the play room, with more than a dozen seats.

The group walked in and sat down, and two more people came in, one was Cheng Huang's student and deputy director, a young man who looked like he was 27 or 28 years old, named Liu Dong.

The other one is a fat man in his fifties who has a bit of the taste of Sammo Hung in his previous life. He is the music director in charge of the soundtrack in the Imperial City Film Studio, named Zhao Jiasheng.

Finally, there was a thin man wearing glasses and silent. He was a person who was specialized in film editing.

Cheng Huang introduced them one by one. After a greeting, he shook hands with each other, and started playing the movie directly, which was played on the screen through a small projector.

The movie playback begins.

"The New Crazy Girl's Eighteen Years"

The name of the movie emerged, a very ordinary movie name.

Wang Ye thought so.

The beginning of the movie is a night, with a group of people looking for someone in the dark wilderness with flashlights.

The picture quality is very old, no, it should be said that it was deliberately shot very old, it was the kind of old movies 20 years ago. It can be seen that this is Cheng Huang in order to fit the background of the film era.

The soundtrack sounded slowly, slightly anxious.

A group of people searching went to other places. A woman with disheveled hair slowly stood up in the grass in the dark, paying attention to their backs, slowly turning her head, looking pale and bloodless...

...

More than an hour later, the crowd walked out of the editing room. Li Yuefen's eyes were a little red, and she forced the bitterness in the corners of her eyes to suppress the pain. She could see that this was a good tear-jerking movie. The movie had a total of 85 minutes, and there were several tear-jerking parts, but Li Yuefen still held back and didn't cry.

It’s not because the movie is not tear-jerking, but because the children’s songs in this movie are too ordinary and cannot trigger tears.

After leaving the editing room, Li Yuefen spoke.

"Senior, I understand why you have a sad and tear-jerking nursery rhyme. If there is a qualified song in your movie, I might have to cry to death here today."

After saying that, Li Yuefen looked at Wang Ye on the side.

"Xiaoye, what do you say? Are you inspired?"

"I think I can write."
Chapter completed!
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