Yan Yan thought for a while: "I didn't think about it. It seems that I can do any job. At present, I still want to be an actor. If I can't act any day, then let's talk about it."

"It really doesn't work. I'm like Teacher Han, I'm going to be a producer."

Director Yang knocked his knees: "Didn't you think about the past director's path? You are still very talented in directors."

Yan Yan waved her hands repeatedly: "I'm not that piece of material. At most, I know how to take good photos. For example, those scene settings, etc. I can't make them. I guess I will never be able to eat the director's meal in my life."

Director Yang sighed: "What a pity."

Han Qifeng made a smooth move: "It's not a pity. She is already so outstanding. If she is still so outstanding in directors, will she still give others a way out? She always has to let others have a meal."

Director Yang thought about it, the same was true. If Yan Yan wanted to turn to the director, he would definitely take her step by step. Unfortunately, just like what she said, she was keen on the camera and had a unique aesthetic. But if you really let her take the camera, she was really not outstanding enough, or it should be said that she was very mediocre.

But overall, the flaws do not hide the merits. Yan Yan understands everything she should know. As an actor, her current directorial level is enough.

After returning to the hotel, Director Yang and Director Zhang called. As for what the other party said, Yan Yan didn't pay attention. She was packing up her things and preparing to go to the airport. Besides, she and Director Yang were already very familiar with Director Yang, so Director Yang would not cheat her.

Not bad, Jiang Chan is there. Can Jiang Chan watch others bully her?

In China, Director Zhang was so excited that he contacted Director Yang with a try-and-see attitude. He didn't expect that the response was so fast and there was a ready-made notebook.

Listening to Director Yang's praise for the script, there were few in the sky and the earth, Director Zhang was suspicious: "Isn't it that fooling me? Yan Yan is so productive? Don't you keep such a good notebook and shoot it yourself?"

Director Yang: "No? Then I keep it. Isn't this what you are looking for me? We have been in love for so many years, and I can refuse if you open your mouth? Of course, I also have a notebook, and the role I gave you is not suitable for Yan Yan."

"It's a pity that she won't act." Director Zhang sighed, "If she also acts, it's definitely one plus one or two."

"Get out, she is my royal heroine." Director Yang laughed and scolded: "I have read the book, and to be honest, I am also moved. Isn't this a look at which Yan Yan wants to shoot? She is now the first choice for me."

Director Zhang: "I'm so amazing. How good should the book be? I'll definitely have to show it when I come back tomorrow."

Director Yang: "Do you promise not to argue with me then?"

Director Zhang: "Am I the kind of person with shallow eyelids?"

Director Yang: "Okay, let me show you when I go back. We will arrive at the airport tomorrow afternoon."

Director Zhang: "Don't worry, I will definitely pick you up."

Director Yang: "Do you accept me or script? You are Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it."

Director Zhang: "It's all the same. Isn't this a book? I want to meet Yan Yan, she is a big celebrity now. We'll have dinner together tomorrow night. I haven't seen each other for so long."

Director Yang: "Little girl is low-key, don't mess with a bunch of reporters."

The two of them said a few more words before hanging up the phone. Director Yang looked at the two scripts in his hand, curled his lips, and finally put "Fallen Leaves" aside. To be honest, if he could choose, he would not be willing to give any one, after all, the script is quite good.

If Lao Zhang hadn't asked to come to him, he really wouldn't want to give it to him. Although the literary tone of "Fallen Leaves" is too heavy, he can't film it. At most, he would spend more time thinking. Unfortunately, old friends rarely open their mouths, and he really can't refuse.

Yan Yan and Director Yang and his group came back quietly and did not alarm others. Director Zhang had been waiting at the airport. When he saw Yan Yan, he smiled like a big trumpet flower. Needless to say, the kind and enthusiastic person was.

After sitting down in the business car, Director Yang began to introduce: "This is my old friend Director Zhang. Don't look at him as wide and fat, the films he made are so literary."

Yan Yanluoluo generously: "I have read Director Zhang's works, which are very good and touched me."

Director Zhang rubbed his hands: "Where is Yan Yan, I'm not polite. Lao Yang said you have a ready-made script?"

Yan Yan nodded: "There is one that came out last year, but the protagonist is not in line with me, so she has never taken it out."

Director Zhang took out the book "Fallen Leaves" in anger: "Jiu, it's here, this name is particularly close to your style."

Director Zhang was not in a hurry to read the script: "Where is your notebook? Let me show it too?"

Director Yang smiled and said, "I'm just worried that you will be jealous after reading it."

Sure enough, Director Yang hit the nail on the head of the restaurant. When he arrived at the door of the restaurant, Director Zhang was holding the book "We" and his eyes were red. To be honest, Yan Yan felt a little subtle when she saw a man crying like this.

Director Yang was so angry that he pulled out his own script: "It's time to give it to me after reading it? Is yours there? Believe me, that's the one that suits you the most."

Director Zhang: "This is also very good, this is suitable for me."

Director Yang was not angry: "I just said that you would be moved after seeing it. Believe me, that one is more suitable for you. We went in first. Are you a man so embarrassed to cry in front of the little girl?"

Director Zhang wiped his tears: "I'll go down too, Yan Yan, you are so talented. Tell me, why did you know him first? I'm obviously a good director."

He envied Director Yang so much now that he had watched "Qing Orange". This is an absolute art film. But Lao Yang, a commercial director, was filmed. If he was asked to shoot it, the effect would definitely be better.

Yan Yan smiled, just pretending that she didn't see Director Zhang's red eyes: "I didn't know Director Yang at first, it was Director Liu's line."

Director Zhang: "Xiao Liu is so unreasonable. I have a good relationship with him. If you have good things, you will think of his uncle."

Yan Yan couldn't say anything, she could only laugh. Director Zhang was so angry that she didn't have the temper and didn't forget to hold the script of "Fallen Leaves" in her hand. He wanted to see what's special about this script that Director Yang praised him for being so popular?

He admitted Yan Yan's talent in screenwriter, but creation is not easy. Yan Yan is so productive? Can she come up with excellent scripts one after another?

Director Yang naturally understood Director Zhang's suspicion. To be honest, he had some doubts before seeing the script. But after reading the two scripts, he knew that this wave was absolutely stable.

After arriving at the box, Director Zhang was watching the script attentively. Director Yang didn't bother her, but just talked with Yan Yan about the shooting of the next play. After receiving the script yesterday, he chatted with Han Qifeng for a long time.

According to Director Yang's idea, he can naturally be quick. He is not worried about Yan Yan's acting skills now. After all, he has won the trophy for the best actress, and his acting skills are naturally doubted by Mo Yuan.
Chapter completed!