Zhan Shu organized a winery party to entertain Song Yi, while Cantonese queen Bo Lanfang wanted to participate. Popular Cantonese singer Lu Wenfeng also wanted to participate, so he simply arranged the winery party to be arranged in a hot spring resort hotel run by a friend of her.

As for the entire music production industry chain, lyricists and music producers stand upstream, but singers standing in the center of the stage will always earn more than authors behind the scenes! As the queen of the Cantonese music scene, Bo Lanfang sang on stage at the age of four and a half, and the place arranged by the organization is private and luxurious.

The group took a bus to leave Yangcheng TV and headed to the "Haike Hot Spring Resort" located on the outskirts of the city.

Gu Xingfan had already left because of "failed love", Leng Yutong did not want to ask him to come back and drive. Wu Xuan coordinated with the five-star hotel where she lives and called a Red Flag car to send off the three of them.

At 9:30 in the middle of the night, the car conditions in Yangcheng were smooth. But the streets were still bustling with bright lights. The office buildings and commercial shopping areas looked like silver flowers on the viaduct at night.

After about an hour's drive, several brightly lit hotels appeared in front of the side as they saw the view became deserted.

Later, everyone's cars entered the hotel in turn. The general manager of Haike Hot Spring Hotel came out to greet him, "Sister Bo, please come here!"

Bo Lanfang was wearing a gauze scarf on her shoulders, had a slender figure, and walked elegant dance steps, leading everyone to a large private room on the second floor for dining. The cool air from the air conditioning dispelled the heat of Yangcheng in the end of September.

Everyone sat down in two tables in turn. Song Yi, Chao Zhan, Hu Yue, Gu Heming, Lu Yan, Lu Wenfeng, Bo Lanfang, Zhou Shiming, Pei Jingjun sat at the same table. Wu Xuan, Leng Yutong, Jiang Xiang and other entourages sat at another table.

The hotel waiters immediately started serving the dishes.

Since I was having late-night snacks and drinking in Yangcheng, I naturally ordered Cantonese cuisine. The first thing I served was cold dishes: white-cut chicken, salt-based shrimp, peanuts, and honey-sauce char siu.

Then stewed with papaya, coconut rock sugar bird's nest, abalone ginseng wing belly, and floral gum snail cordyceps soup.

Then add steamed Dongxing Spots, add soup to bake lobster, white-burned geoduck, and oysters.

Then steamed pork ribs with soy sauce, roasted duck, garlic lettuce, and chimney cabbage.

Then serve fish fillet porridge, seafood porridge, boat porridge, and various refreshments: chicken feet, crab roe buns, fried noodles, claypot rice, shrimp dumplings, roasted wheat, cowboys, etc.

At first, he didn't drink wine, but chrysanthemum tea. While eating delicious food, he was drinking tea and chatting. The topic was a casual conversation from all over the world. Uncle Zhan was still the usual practice to start talking a few dirty jokes first, he was such an unruly man!

Chao Zhan introduced Lu Yan to Song Yi again, "Song Yi, this is my good friend Lu Yan, a martial arts enthusiast. Last time I was reluctant to meet, I finally introduced you to you this time."

Lu Yan is forty years old this year, with a weird appearance and tall appearance. He stood up and said politely: "Hello Song Yi. I like your song "Battle of Liang" very much. I have the idea of ​​making a Huangmei Movie movie. I will talk to you about this drama later and hope to get your guidance."

Song Yi said humbly and politely: "Director Lu, I dare not take the advice. I just provide a little bit of my opinion."

Bo Lanfang smiled and said, "Young Master Yi, don't be humble and polite. Although you are the youngest, you are very talented. Didn't Teacher Wei of the Yangcheng Song and Dance Troupe say bluntly just now, everyone recognizes your talent.

Director Lu, call him Mr. Yi and ask him to call you Brother Lu. Friends gather together in good times and have fun chatting. We all want to hear it too. Teacher Hu Yue has long praised this song "Liang Zhu".

Lu Yan smiled helplessly and said, "Afang, you! I'm fine. Lao Chao, let's talk about our own things!"

Bo Lanfang has also filmed his scenes, which made him love and annoyed! What annoyed is that the whole crew has to wait for her, and I don’t know when she will come. What I love is that her acting skills are really good! As long as people come to the set, they can definitely handle it.

Chao Zhan smiled cheerfully and said, "That won't work. If you drink, you can drink a drink first, and then we will discuss our own things!"

Lu Yan said: "There are still people who urge you to drink like this?"

"Haha!" The whole box laughed.

The old man who was stroking his goatee and wearing a cloth shirt smiled and said, "Afang, let the hotel get a erhu."

Bo Lanfang agreed with a smile, turned around and ordered her assistant to do it.

Bo Lanfang is famous for being righteous and generous in the circle. Lu Yan knew that she was not listening to him in this game, but wanted to invite songs from Song Yi. So she did not discuss the plot of "Liang Zhu" with Song Yi, but instead talked about the ancient love story.

"There are quite a lot of information I have checked. For example, the novel written by Feng Menglong in the late Ming Dynasty: The oil seller monopolizes the courtesan! For example, the "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" written by Pu Songling of the Qing Dynasty, these are all treasures of materials for film and television dramas. But you have to find a university professor to be a consultant, otherwise the costumes and props will be easily missed."

Gu Heming's family has an entertainment industry and said with emotion: "Old Lu, now the traffic is in power, and Internet capital controls long video platforms. There are not many people who care about art! The industry needs you to be so serious about directors."

Lu Yan smiled and said to Song Yi who was listening: "Young Master Yi, I see that you wrote a fine Gongheng poem on Weibo. I believe you have also learned some knowledge of classical works. Can you tell us a story?"

Chao Zhan joked: "Young Master Yi, you can get the theme of love and martial arts. Last time your sentence 'A glass of wine for peach and plum blossoms, ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes' was really good."

Song Yi quickly folded his hands together and bowed slightly to greet him. Uncle Zhan's voice "Young Master" made him restless. He had his own understanding of the world. Only when talent was used in the imperial family could he get the seal of the prime minister.

When he wrote a few songs like him, he had the title of a gold medal producer, but his actual wealth was only tens of millions. Who would recognize the name "Yi Shao"? After all, he was still self-loved. He didn't like such a false name.

But this is obviously not suitable for self-dispute. He said, "Brother Lu just talked about "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", and I remembered the famous article "Nie Xiaoqian". The love story between the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian and the scholar Ning Caichen, and the swordsman Yan Chixia is unparalleled in swordsmanship."

This story is so famous. He also read "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" a few days ago. His famous movie "A Chinese Ghost Story" in the world line was changed based on this! Which lsp doesn't remember the famous scene of Nie Xiaoqian dressing?

Now that the Internet information is developed, everyone uses their mobile phones to search the Internet, they can search the classical Chinese novel "Nie Xiaoqian".

Lu Yan was thinking about the length of this story, which obviously could not support a movie and needed to be adapted. Therefore, he was not very interested.

At this time, the waiter brought the wine and erhu. Chao Zhan skillfully started the wine, poured the wine, and drank a sip of wine, and said, "Your story is too perfunctory, I just need to read "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". It takes another one to count."

Uncle Zhan is a little "old" when he gets along with his friends and has a lot of fun!

"Uncle Zhan, you have to reduce your request. Love is love, and martial arts is martial arts." Song Yi pondered slightly, took a sip of tea, and recalled the stories in his mind.

Chao Zhan waved his hand and said, "Then tell love stories! I'll ask you to drink somewhere else, and then let you tell martial arts stories."

Song Yi nodded, picked up the teacup in his hand and drank the tea, but found that the teacup was empty.

Bo Lanfang stood up with a smile, charming and charming. He poured wine for Song Yi with Wuliangye, which was extremely elegant, and taught his experience as a senior in the music industry. "Yi Shao, drinking a small glass of wine is not a big problem. If you drink slowly, you won't hurt your throat."

"Sister Bo, thank you!" Song Yi took a sip of wine and his head was slightly fumigated. Damn, Xiao Song's body's alcohol content is too watery! But in this slightly drunkenness, the apocalypse also followed.

This time it was not a TV series or a movie, but a martial arts novel: "The Search for Qin". His pioneering work by Master Huang in his world line.

But this was useless. He just promised Uncle Zhan to tell a story about love.

Song Yi drank another glass of wine, leaned slightly in the chair, and inspiration came like a tide, saying, "Let me tell you a love story between Emperor Minghuang of Tang and Concubine Yang."

Hu Yue picked up a small cup of two cents and sniffed it. He wore a blue cloth shirt and looked very literati in the Republic of China. He smiled curiously: "Can Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty be greedy for women and ruined the country. Can it be considered a love story? Tell me how did you make it up?"

Song Yi recited: "The Emperor of Han values ​​color and wants to conquer the country, but Yu Yu has never been able to seek it for many years. A daughter in the Yang family grew up and was raised in the deep boudoir and was not known by people. She was born with beauty and was hard to give up on herself. Once she chose the king. She looked back and smiled and looked charming, and the pink and beautiful palaces were not colored."

Damn it!

With the first four sentences, the entire box suddenly became silent! Even though Pei Jingjun, Lu Wenfeng, Bo Lanfang, and Zhou Shiming were not well-versed in literary literacy due to work and age, everyone knew that things were good things.

Wu Xuan, Leng Yutong, Jiang Xiang and others at the next table were eating at this time, all watching, listening to the topic on the main table. They were also shocked by Song Yi's four seven-character ancient poems!

Chao Zhan was born in Chinese and slapped the table without any composure and said, "Good poems! Good poems! Just these few sentences, it will be a big deal! Everyone, cheers!" He picked up the wine glass and generously killed two taels of white wine.

Gu Heming, Lu Yan and Hu Yue raised their glasses and drank with Chao Zhan. They were very heroic!

Lu Yan was a little surprised. As a film director, producer, actor, and screenwriter, he was also very sensitive to words. I really didn't expect that an 18-year-old young man would have such a profound literary foundation.

Hu Yue put down his wine glass, twisted his beard and smiled. He and Chao Zhan had long expected that this child was talented. So Old Chao insisted on letting Song Yi tell a story. But he didn't expect that the level of the opening was so high!

Gu Heming was forty-six years old at the time and was elegant. He was born in a noble family, had a foundation in ancient literature, and he had some knowledge of classical literature. He stood up and poured wine for Song Yi symbolically, urging him: "Song Yi, what about the lower part?"

Song Yi reached out and responded: "Mr. Gu, the whole article is too long. Let me tell you a summary of the story. When the Mawei Slope Incident, the six armies had no choice but to die in front of the horse without causing any trouble.

After Yang Guifei died, Emperor Minghuang of Tang missed him very much. A Taoist priest was able to summon the soul of the imperial concubine with magic to seek it diligently in order to repay the favor of the emperor. After a long search, he suddenly heard that there was an immortal mountain on the sea, with a character named Taizhen in it.

When I heard that the Emperor of Han was envoyed, I was shocked in Jiuhua's tent. I looked at the King with affection, and the parting was slim. The marriage in Zhaoyang Palace had long been cut off, and the loneliness in Penglai Palace was longer than time. But it made my heart look like a strong gold pendant, and we would meet each other in heaven and earth.

Before leaving, Fairy Taizhen diligently asked the alchemist to send a message to the king's expressions. Only the king and I know the oath in the poem.

On July 7th, the Palace of Changsheng, when no one whispered in the middle of the night, I wish to be a bird with wings in the sky, and I wish to be a branch on the ground. The world is eternal and sometimes ends, and this hatred will last forever."

After Song Yi finished speaking, the box was silent. Although Song Yi was mixed with half-text and half-white words, it was obviously convenient for them to understand. The whole article should be ancient texts and the level was very high. After such interpretation, the historical story of Emperor Minghuang of Tang and Concubine Yang really turned into a sad love story.

Chao Zhan couldn't help but sigh and slapped the table: "I wish to be a bird with wings in the sky, and I wish to be a branch on the ground. The world is eternal and sometimes ends, and this hatred will last forever. This can indeed be regarded as a sad love story."

Lu Yan looked at Song Yi in surprise. This was really talented. A well-known historical story was adapted into this. The characters were almost reversed. After "Liang Zhu" was finished, he had to have a good chat with Song Yi about the story of "Nie Xiaoqian".

Hu Yue said, "It's good to adapt it!"

Song Yi denied: "Teacher Hu, this is not adapted by me. I read it in an old book." He really didn't want to pretend that this literary style was.

Classical literature does not make money, but it makes a reputation! How can a talented man who writes songs be awesome? However, it is impossible for him to have a Tianqi to save the situation every time, and it is too fatal to be involved in the classical literature circle.

Gu Heming and Song Yi have a good relationship and can't help but say, "Song Yi, I'm reading that book? I'll go and read it some other day."

Song Yi was just an excuse, and he smiled bitterly, and could only drink.

Seeing this, everyone else on the table laughed.

A strange color flashed in Leng Yutong's eyes. She really didn't know that Song Yi had such a superb ancient literature. What was the previous poem about Gongheng? It was rare to have a fine piece of this ancient style for hundreds of years!

The refreshing and stunning girl Zhou Shiming looked at Song Yi with admiration. She is a TV host and she often needs to use some gorgeous words to talk about the show. She admires those seniors who can write scripts. He can write ancient poems and has such classic poems, which are obviously higher in level. It's really amazing!
Chapter completed!