I'm a Director, I'm Not Bad Chapter 135

  Chapter 135 133. Four endings

  Xu Xin doesn't know what method his girlfriend used to get his parents...

   To be honest, he was surprised.

  However, this kind of surprise did not get too many answers. That night, there was only one message of "it's done", and from the next day, Yang Mi entered the shooting state of "Wulin Biography".

   To put it bluntly, very busy.

   It's not the kind of busy feet that hit the back of the head, but I don't look at my phone much anymore.

  After the actor entered the role state, she was not able to accept the disturbance from the outside world, and she handed over everything to Sun Ting.

  Xu Xin knows her state and hopes that she can interpret the role of Zhu Wushuang well, so I don't bother.

  Obviously in the same city, but I haven't seen each other for five or six days.

Then…

   Jay Chou is here.

   "Whose Porsche is this?"

   This is the first sentence Jay Chou said when he saw him.

  Wearing slippers, big pants, and a short vest, Xu Xin said:

   "Mimi's birthday present."

   "Oh yes... Dani, take it out and take it out."

"…What?"

  Looking at Dani running behind the commercial vehicle, Xu Xin was a little curious:

   "What did you bring?"

"Gifts, yours, and hers. When you celebrate your birthday, I sent you a text message. Didn't you say that it's not your birthday, it's my mother's good day? I didn't send it. But this time, I will give it to you together. "

   While speaking, Dani took out two boxes from the trunk.

  Xu Xin became interested.

  The two boxes are not big, the small one is only the size of a palm, and the big one is the size of a shoebox.

   Also wrapped in wrapping paper.

   "...what's in it?"

  Xu Xin picked up the small box and shook it...

   "Please!"

   Jay Chou quickly grabbed his arm:

   "It's an antique, can you be careful?"

"…antique?"

  Xu Xin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said:

   "Don's?"

   The corner of Jay Chou's mouth twitched...

   "Tang Dynasty... Isn't that a national treasure?"

   After saying this, Xu Xin nodded:

   "Song's... that's fine too."

   Seeing Jay Chou's absurd expression, Xu Xin was also dumbfounded:

   "What do you mean? Could it be clear?"

"…no…"

   "...Qing Dynasty? Qing Dynasty is also called antique??"

   Jay Chou was speechless immediately.

  The Qing Dynasty is not an antique? ? ?

  He stared straight at Xu Xin...trying to understand the other party's brain circuit.

   But over and over again... Still unable to figure out the thoughts of the mentally retarded idiot in front of him, he simply said something speechless:

   "Uh...it's...a western antique. It's a pocket watch! An old pocket watch from the 19th century! It's British~"

   As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the disgust on Xu Xin's face.

   "What's your expression? Please, I've thought hard about choosing your birthday present! Including Mimi's Russian-style aristocratic dressing box, it's all from the 19th century~"

  Xu Xin became more and more speechless, although he knew it was a gift from others and he couldn't pick it.

Can…

  Is this thing really an antique?

  So he shook his head:

   "Come in and chat, come in first, it's hot outside."

   The helpless Jay Chou had no choice but to follow him all the way into the yard. Looking at the layout, he said curiously:

   "Is this the courtyard house?"

"Um."

   "What era?"

   "I don't know... probably from the Qing Dynasty. My dad bought it and refurbished it... Come on, see what you like, and I'll give you one too."

  He took Jay Chou into the study.

   She doesn't care about Dani's side.

  Be like your own home, just do what you want.

   Jay Chou entered his study, glanced around, and said:

   "What a strange style, it's obviously an ancient style, but there are computers and other things..."

   "This is a home, not a movie."

  Xu Xin walked to the row of antique shelves with glass doors sealed.

  He didn't open the gift from his girlfriend, but opened the small box in his hand, and at the same time pointed to the things inside the antique shelf:

   "Which one you like, take it."

"What…"

  Taking off his hat and sunglasses, Jay Chou curiously moved over to Xu Xin, looking at the bottles in the mirror...

   His gaze was immediately attracted by a blue and white porcelain bowl.

  Different from Xu Xin, who thinks that "everything after the Ming Dynasty is second-hand", Jay Chou's friends all know that he has three hobbies.

  Antiques, red wine, basketball.

  So, he is not a novice who knows nothing about antiques. On the contrary, he dabbles in both domestic and foreign antiques...even became obsessed with antique cars for a time. And opened an antique shop with a few friends in Taipei.

  Unfortunately, the store didn't last long, and it closed down when he came to shoot "Golden Armor".

   And when his eyes were fixed on the blue and white bowl, Xu Xin also saw the exquisitely shaped pocket watch in the box.

  He has no psychological burden, and he doesn't know how to be gentle with antiques. It's better to wear gloves or something.

   Just kidding, it's not a ghost toucher.

   Could it be that you are still lighting a candle in the corner?

  Pick it up and look at it, then press the lock to open it...Check the time with your phone...

   Gold pocket watches do look exquisite.

  Although Xu Xin couldn't figure out how to carry this thing, it would be a shame to take it out normally...

   But he is still very satisfied with his friend's wishes.

  It has nothing to do with new or old, or whether it is valuable or not, it is purely the acceptance of the heart.

  So, when he raised his head and was about to speak, he saw Jay Chou staring at a bowl through the glass without blinking...

  Xu Xin was stunned...

  The key to this glass case... where do I put it?

   Clutching the pocket watch, he rummaged through the drawers on the shelf next to him. After finding the key, he unscrewed the glass door directly.

  Showed all Dad's collections in front of him.

"Like this?"

  Pointing at the bowl he was still staring at, Xu Xin simply picked it up and handed it to him...

   "Hey you..."

"…What's the matter?"

  Holding the bowl with three fingers, Xu Xin looked at him wonderingly:

   "Why such a big reaction?"

   "Please, why don't you wear gloves..."

   Jay Chou stared at the bowl in Xu Xin's hand with a look of dismay.

   "How fresh."

   Xu Xin rolled his eyes speechlessly:

   "I still eat it."

"What!?!!"

   “…just kidding kidding.”

   Seeing his "outrageous" expression, Xu Xin quickly waved his hands:

   "Who knows where this thing was dug out, I still think it's dirty when I eat it...here."

   Handed the blue and white porcelain bowl to him directly:

   "I'll see you off."

"…What????"

   Jay Chou was stunned, and instinctively turned down the bottom of the bowl, and saw the signature.

   "Daming Xuande Year System"

   "Xuande blue and white porcelain bowl??"

"What's the matter?"

  Xu Xin looked at his surprised expression and said:

   "Do you think the time is too short? ... Is the top bottle for you? It's from the Song Dynasty."

   Jay Chou's eyes fell on the green glaze bottle on the top of the glass cabinet again, and his eyes became more and more absurd:

   "Where did you... come from?"

   "My dad bought it. It was also given by a friend. I bought it and put it at home."

   "...then you take it as a gift?"

   "I'll give it to you if you like it... Why? Think it's too expensive? Hahaha, it's not impossible, just hold it, it's all worthless things."

   When he said it was worthless, Xu Xin was actually right.

  But it is not so absolute.

  Because whether antiques are worth money or not, firstly, Xu Xin doesn't understand. Second, Xu Daqiang did not buy blindly. There is something to say here.

  What did you say...

   For example, it is true that antiques have a certain value in them. But the antiques that Xu Daqiang occasionally buys... far exceed the value of the antiques themselves.

  If it is said that the highest value of an antique may be 500,000.

  But when Xu Daqiang came to buy it, maybe this bowl worth 500,000 yuan would cost one hundred, two hundred, or even five million.

  As for why there is such a premium, there are more things to say.

   But in the final analysis, it is nothing more than two words.

  One is "washing" and the other is "sending".

  Xu Daqiang didn't let his son be contaminated with these things, so he never talked about it in detail. Although Xu Xin can probably guess it, but if he can't get his father's confirmation, it is doomed to be only a guess.

It's that simple.

  Therefore, the antiques in these two display cabinets were bought by Xu Daqiang, who spent tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of real money.

   At first glance, it sounds very valuable, but in fact, the money spent on buying antiques has already brought benefits that exceed the value of tens of millions, or hundreds of millions.

  Compared with these values, the antiques in this house have become dispensable leftovers.

   Don't say that the son gave it away at will.

   It's okay to be in a bad mood and fall off.

  If the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come.

  Therefore, Xu Xin had no pressure, and even opened the cabinet directly, found the packaging box when he got it back from the auction house, and the certificate issued by the auction house, and handed it to Jay Chou:

"Give."

   Jay Chou was speechless, and carefully put down the bowl.

  After receiving the box and the certificate, he opened the certificate first.

   "Ming Xuande - Bowl with peony patterns printed on the blue and white inner mold."

   "20 cm in diameter."

   "Inscription: Ming Dynasty Xuande year system."

   "Yanjing Poly 2003 Autumn Auction No. 5475."

   "Remarks: 1. Former collection of Mr. Qiu Yanzhi. 2. Former collection of Dr. Mathias Komor. 3. Private collection of Falk. 4. Collection of Lingbi Mountain Residence with Ten Faces in North America, No. EK282."

   "Description: Open mouth, wide mouth edge, shallow belly, and ring feet. The outer wall is painted with peony patterns with blue and white branches, and the small patterns are drawn with a single stroke..."

  The certificate contains everything from the auction information, to the style standard, to the description of the pattern, etc., clearly.

   Only there is no information on how much money was auctioned.

  But these information only need to go to Poly to check the specific auction number, and it will be displayed.

   And after he finished reading, Xu Xin added:

   "Do you like blue and white porcelain?"

   "You don't like it?"

"dislike."

   Like an old cow listening to the piano, Xu Xin shook his head:

"I have never had any special feelings about antiques... Maybe it's because I haven't researched it... For example, this bowl, I remember what my dad told me at the time... The greenish white of this bowl is very difficult to burn. What a rarity..."

   "Please, it's called Azure!"

  Hearing this, Jay Chou looked helpless:

   "This is not called greenish white, this is called azure, the color of the sky..."

   "Shouldn't that be called Sky Blue?"

"you…"

   Jay Chou swears.

  If he didn't like this bowl, he would really want to pick it up and knock his friend's head off!

   Subconsciously looked at the cabinet of bottles and cans...

   Violence, you! !

   That's outrageous! !

   "Haha~"

   Seeing his uncomfortable face, Xu Xin laughed:

"Okay, put it away. You just came here, and I'll talk to you about the script...I drank too much wine last time, and my mind is not clear. But these days, I added four kinds of endings to it, you can take a look .”

   Today is Saturday, he rests.

  Jay Chou just finished the album signing session at Yanjing in the morning.

   Let's talk about coming to Xu Xin's house to play.

  The plane will continue to the next stop tomorrow morning.

  As soon as Xu Xin mentioned the script, he immediately withdrew his attention.

but…

   "Then I really took it?"

   "Take it."

  Xu Xin looked indifferent:

   "Take whichever one you like. This is a birthday present for you..."

   "Then I want to take it all?"

"Well…"

  Hearing this, Xu Xin thought for a while and shrugged:

   "There are more than a hundred items in this cabinet and in the safe, one birthday gift a year, if it can bless you to live to be more than a hundred years old, take it away."

   "...haha~"

   Jay Chou was instantly happy.

  Gladly, he carefully put the blue and white porcelain bowl into the box and packed it carefully. He moved the stool next to him and sat next to Xu Xin who was working on the computer.

   Then, the sound of the printer sounded.

  Xu Xin asked:

   "How is the album selling?"

   "It's not bad, it has sold 700,000 copies... If there are no pirated copies, it may sell more."

   "What did Goody say?"

   "What else can I say?... Dani, go get two bottles of guava in the car~"

   After calling out to Dani outside, he continued:

"I've already confessed, I must go. And we have made an agreement with Wenshan and Brother Junrong. The three of us will form a company together. Do you remember what we said when we had a barbecue last time? I want to follow my own run the company in the same way and sign some musicians that I think are good. And I have done my best, otherwise this album can wait until it is released. There is nothing to talk about.”

"Fine…"

   While talking, a script has already been printed.

  Xu Xin handed it to him, and then began to print the second copy.

   "There is a part of the script that I changed a lot. In your original setting, Lu Xiaoyu is actually dead, right?"

   "Well, then I traveled through time and space to go back and save her."

   "...it's Ye Xianglun."

   "Is there any difference?"

"Fine."

  Xu Xin nodded and turned directly to a paragraph:

   "Let me give you an idea... First of all, I added a paragraph here, have you seen this one hundred and eight-step paragraph?"

"Well…"

   Jay Chou looked at the words "Did you know that it only takes 108 steps to get from the old piano room to your classroom" written on the script, and nodded:

   "Is there any special meaning?"

   "Your settings."

  Xu Xin lit a cigarette.

   This helps him organize his thoughts and think.

   "First of all, your setting is the first person Xiao Yu sees when she travels over. You can see her, right?"

"Um."

"But in the following plot, you rarely show it, and even a few places are bugs, because she has seen many people before, but Lu Xiaoyu can still see Ye Xianglun. This doesn't make sense, It is a paradox. So, I added such a detail. At first glance, it is to show Lu Xiaoyu's care, but in fact, every time she travels, she will close her eyes from the old piano room, step by step Go to Ye Xianglun's classroom. She dare not open her eyes, after opening her eyes..."

   "After seeing someone else, Ye Xianglun can't see her?"

"right."

  Xu Xin showed the same "loving" smile as in "Golden Armor".

  The face is full of expressions of "children can be taught".

   Jay Chou looked weird for a while.

"Secondly, in your setting, Lu Xiaoyu has asthma. Then, after she told her mother and teacher about the matter, both of them thought she was suffering from mental illness. At the same time, the news spread to the students. Well... the students didn't know what Lu Xiaoyu had gone through, so they laughed at her at school...

   Then, she was depressed and wanted to stay at home every day. At the same time, after her health deteriorated, she remembered that Ye Xianglun said to play for her at the graduation ceremony. So she was clearly very ill, but she still insisted on coming. In the end, he saw that Ye Xianglun was wearing Qingyi's bracelet, heartbroken, and returned to that time and space.

But at the same time, she had an asthma attack, and wrote down the words "I am Xiao Yu, I love you, do you love me", and then... Although you gave an open ending, from the script's point of view, there is a high probability that she died, yes wrong? Then there is Ye Xianglun who travels through time and space until Xiao Yu travels through time and space, right? This is the route for your entire playbook. "

"Yeah that's right."

   "Here, too, I added a few changes."

  Xu Xin turned a few pages:

"I added four endings. The first ending, I added here...Lu Xiaoyu and Ye Xianglun went to the rooftop. What you wrote here is that Ye Xianglun also saw Lu Xiaoyu's mother, a very ordinary old woman...Yes Bar?"

"right."

   "No mother!"

   The corner of Jay Chou's mouth twitched...

"ha?"

"I changed the one who met Ye Xianglun to Lu Xiaoyu. Or don't tell me who she is, just an old woman in ordinary clothes. She is waiting, waiting for Ye Xianglun. But it is not an encounter, but through the glass window. After passing After decades, Lu Xiaoyu has grown old, but she still remembers the days when she traveled through time and space.

  So, with an ordinary body and an aging face, she just waited on this day, waiting to see Ye Xianglun from a distance. But the two will not meet because...she is old. Beauty is late, understand? She only dared to look at her from a distance, and Ye Xianglun also saw her, but didn't recognize her. This is the first ending for the two of them.

   That is to say, Xiao Yu travels back, but never comes back, it is just a dream. Then she will grow up normally and grow old slowly. And this scene on the rooftop is her fondest memory. So what she was waiting for...was not Ye Xianglun, but her best time. Of course, there is also a space-time paradox, but that thing just doesn't matter. Anyway, the script of this super-time-space magic reality love school movie script itself is bad enough..."

   Subconsciously, Jay Chou sat up straight, blushing a little:

   "Can you stop telling this beautiful story like that... Forget it, what about the second one?"

  Seeing Xu Xin's "obviously impossible" expression, he continued to ask speechlessly.

"The second is that you pass a note to Lu Xiaoyu, and Qingyi receives it... Please, it's outrageous, why do you have to look like this kind of broken biker girl, what are you doing~~~~ "

   "Please! Please! I beg you!"

   Jay Chou is going crazy:

   "Can you stop learning how to speak from me, wow, your Wanwan accent is so good that I really want to give you a set of dragon fist..."

   "Is that so..."

  Xu Xin smacked his mouth in displeasure, and nodded:

   "Anyway, Lu Xiaoyu misunderstood Zhou Jiegun's Shuangjielun..."

"...never come back. And the Xiaoyu in your movie disappeared. You went to look for it at home, but Xiaoyu's mother drove you away. This is the part where Lu Xiaoyu, who was designed by you, was treated as a mental illness by her classmates. I changed it. Xiaoyu's mother drove away When you were young, there was still a pair of eyes by the window. But this time she didn't show her face, and used the shaking camera to make up for it. Because she dropped out of school after being called a mental patient by her classmates, and she has been a squatting at home for 20 years... Do you understand? This is the second ending, which is worse than the first kind of autistic home-squatting neurosis..."

   "Please...can you use some good words HUM?"

   "...Okay, "Obviously I have an appointment with my girlfriend, but the motorcycle girl came to my door and forced me to kiss me", can this be summed up?"

   "Wow, you are... scary enough! Can you even think of the title of this popular book?"

   "The author who hit the street...it's normal."

  Xu Xin shook his head, and continued:

"In general, the second ending is that Lu Xiaoyu did not go to Ye Xianglun at the graduation ceremony. Although she survived, she was always tortured by loneliness and shortness of breath for more than 20 years. She never left the house , finished with a lonely sound."

"Thank you."

"…What?"

   "Thank you for making such an outrageous book title so poetic..."

   "Is this poetic?... Then you are outrageous. In short, Lu Xiaoyu, who is the second ending, also has no courage to face her lover 20 years later, understand?"

"Um."

   "The third type, Lu Xiaoyu is dead."

   "It's the one in your script. Po Ma Qingyi's bracelet was worn on Ye Xianglun's hand. Lu Xiaoyu misunderstood it. After the shuttle back, he found that he didn't bring asthma medicine... It's over, Barbie Q is over, it's over..."

   “…Isn't Barbie Q a BBQ?”

"Well…"

  Xu Xin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head:

   "I don't know what I'm talking about... Anyway, after this misunderstanding, she wrote "I'm Xiaoyu, do you love me or not~ I don't know what to say..." in school..."

   "Brother! Why don't we just be the director honestly and stop singing, okay..."

   Jay Chou couldn't take it anymore:

"Please, have mercy, do you know how scary your singing voice is to my ears with absolute pitch? I haven't heard this song, it's okay, the problem is that I have, and I'm still in this band Over "The Same Song"! You don't have every syllable, I beg you..."

   "I'm also a Maiba in KTV, okay?"

  “…If others listen to your singing, will you make money?”

   "No, I have money to drink with me..."

"Um????"

  Hearing this, Jay Chou was taken aback...

   Then the eyes light up:

   "Hey, you said it yourself? I called Mimi right now, and you actually went to find Mommy Sang..."

  “There are three stages of tea ceremony~”

   "Hey!! You don't sing my song!! Wow...you..."

   "Hahahahahahaha..."

   "Hahahahaha..."

   Now, both of them burst out laughing.

   Dude.

  It's fun to sit and brag and fart together.

Good.

   "Anyway, the third ending is Xiao Yu's death. And you have to reflect these in the film."

   "And the final ending is before Ye Xianglun shuttles back to Xiaoyu to go to the piano room?"

"right."

"Well…"

  After hearing Xu Xin's four endings, Jay Chou suddenly frowned.

  Xu Xin didn't urge him, and lit another cigarette.

   After smoking a cigarette, he drank a drink called "Guava" by Jay Chou.

  He quite likes to drink this taste.

   Not bad.

   Then I heard the other party say:

   "I always feel...you changed my story to a complicated one..."

"This is called the depth of the script. Although what you want to film is your own story, but...do you still remember what Mimi said? A good movie wins or loses by the aftertaste. It doesn't matter what the box office is. Measure a movie The successes and failures of ... yes, commercially important, but more artistic. Of course ...

  I also said in advance that if you want this movie to be a hit, your original story is much better than the twisted one I adapted. Because everyone can understand it at a glance... But if you want to leave a classic instead of a movie that everyone will forget after watching it, then the depth of the script is the most important thing that determines whether a story is good or bad . That's why it's all "Nunchuck", and you want to commit suicide when I sing it, but you can make everyone "humming, haha" when you sing it. understand? "

   Did Jay Chou understand?

  Of course I understand.

  But the problem is...

  If you shoot according to this script...

  He recalled the endings of his friend just now...

   A slight doubt arises in my heart:

   "Can I really...can I shoot?"

  (end of this chapter)

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