"Are you back?" The old man turned off his cigarette when he saw Ye Sumang, and his originally frowning brows also relaxed.

Ye Sumang did not answer, just nodded and sat down next to the old man.

"Oh, after a turn, you are old too." Old Master Ye stared at Ye Sumang for a moment, as if he was relieved and nostalgic. After a long time, he sighed and said, "When the child is old, he should have an ideal. You can take this."

After saying that, a crimson passbook was handed to Ye Sumang. When he opened it, he found that there were 600,000 yuan in it.

"Grandpa, why do you have so much money?" Staring at the numbers above, Ye Sumang's eyes flashed in surprise and looked at Ye Xian with some confusion.

"Su Mang, I never seem to show you a photo of your mother, right?" Old Master Ye did not answer positively, but suddenly asked a completely unrelated question.

Ye Sumang nodded and immediately remained silent. This was something he had never understood. When he was young, he wanted to ask his grandfather for his mother's photos, but his grandfather would either avoid it or refuse indifferently. Unexpectedly, his grandfather would raise this question first today.

"In fact, there is a reason why I won't show you the photos." Mr. Ye pondered for a moment, and continued with a sad look: "Your mother actually looks very similar to you, very similar to you, just like a mold carved. Especially as she matures, this kind of similarity makes me often hallucinate. Sometimes, you walk into the house from outside, and when I look inside the house, I feel that it was when Xiaohui came home and asked me to cook for her. The reason why I collected all the photos of Xiaohui from childhood was that I didn't want you to look in the mirror and see her passing mother. I'm afraid you will be sad."

"Xiaohui has been very smart since she was a child and has a stubborn personality. You are very similar to her. Her ideal since childhood is to be a director. She is also the first female student to be officially admitted to the Kyoto Film Academy. She should have had a good future, but unfortunately everything was ruined by that person!"

"I know what your mother's biggest regret is? I remember Xiaohui holding my hand on the hospital bed and saying that she... she really wants to make a movie of her own..." When she said this, tears were already shining in her grandfather's eyes: "That is her lifelong dream. I have been listening to her since she was a child, but unfortunately she can't fulfill it anymore..."

"Ah..." He took a deep breath. The old man secretly wiped away the turbid tears at the corners of his eyes, walked towards the bedroom with a staggering pace, and stopped until the door. He turned to look at Ye Sumang, who was still crying, and said seriously: "You must take a good photo, because you also carry your mother's dream..."

Ye Sumang wiped his tears hard and nodded firmly. His hand holding the passbook was even tighter, and blue veins were found on the back of his hand. He felt that his confidence had never been so firm. He must make a good movie, and also make more excellent movies for everyone to watch! Also for the mother in heaven!!!

Tossing and turning, Ye Sumang did not fall asleep until the middle of the night. He had a dream. In the dream, he held many movies and sat with his mother in heaven watching the movie he made. His mother hugged his shoulders. At that moment, he felt very warm and warm.

The next morning, Ye Sumang was woken up by a text message. The message was sent by Huang Bo, and the content was to ask him to go to the teahouse in front of the film school to wait for him.

After washing up, Ye Sumang casually put on a coat and stepped out of the door. When he arrived at the teahouse, he found that Huang Bo had been waiting there, his eyes were red, and his eyes were obviously not resting all night.

As soon as Ye Sumang sat down, Huang Bo handed over a red book, which turned out to be a passbook.

"I thought about it, but we guys still can't let the money stump. The 200,000 yuan in this passbook has been earned in the past few years. Not much, so I think it's not enough to make a movie. But you can take it first, and the rest of us brothers can think of a solution together, right?"

Huang Bo said it very easily, but Ye Sumang, who had already opened the passbook, was still deeply moved.

The numbers above show that this passbook has been kept for five years, and it has been turned to the last 50,000 yuan deposit on the last page. The date above is this morning.

Ye Sumang was not stupid. He soon guessed that Huang Bo not only took out all his family's assets, but also borrowed foreign debts to support his movies. A friend who had been together for only a few days actually treated him so heartily. How could Ye Sumang not be moved?

Ye Sumang did not hypocritically reject Huang Bo's kindness, but silently collected the passbook because he really needed the money.

"I won't say thank you. Lao Huang, I will definitely not let your investment be wasted. Now the money problem is almost over. Yesterday, my grandfather gave me 600,000 yuan, plus your 200,000 yuan, as long as we find another 200,000 yuan investment, we can prepare for the crew."

"Really!" Huang Bo heard Ye Sumang silently and even took out 600,000 yuan, and shouted in surprise: "What are you waiting for? Let's quickly think about whether there is a way."

Ye Sumang looked calm, not as anxious as Huang Bo, because he had already thought of a solution.

Seeing Ye Sumang still drinking tea with a relaxed look on his face, Huang Bo's voice was about to dry out. At this moment, Ye Sumang's phone suddenly rang.

The screen was showing a series of numbers, which were obviously an unfamiliar number, but Ye Sumang was sure that the call must have been called by his future mentor Xie Fei.

"It's Xiao Sumang. We have read the script of your application for the 'Youth Director Support Plan' in our department. The tutors of the college are very satisfied. When do you have time? Come to the school to apply, I'll apply for it."

"Grandpa Xie, I'm at the school gate now, hurry over there."

"Okay, you know where my office is, I'll wait for you here." After saying that, Xie Fei hung up the phone.

In Xie Fei's office, he was now looking at a graduation photo hanging on the wall with a nostalgic look. A bright figure among the boys was very conspicuous. He was a girl with short hair, and her temperament was very heroic. What was even more amazing was that the girl's appearance was actually similar to Ye Sumang.

At the teahouse, Ye Sumang, who hung up the phone, quickly told Huang Bo the good news that Xie Fei brought.

"Brother, I'm so powerful, how could I think of a solution so quickly?" Huang Bo couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. If this kind of thing was placed on him, he would either be angry or panic. Unlike Ye Sumang, he would have solved the funds in a calm manner. I think that if he didn't have the sponsorship of his family and his own savings, he could slowly raise all the money for filming the movie.

Ye Sumang didn't say anything, but just smiled confidently.

Taking light steps, the two arrived at the entrance of the Kyoto Film Academy. Huang Bo was here for the exam, and Ye Sumang went straight to the teaching building of the director department after signing up.

Xie Fei's grandfather had brought him to the office before, so with his memory, he soon found the mottled office door.

"Tu tuk--"

He knocked on the door gently and waited for a while. Ye Sumang soon heard the sound of Xie Fei letting him in. When he opened the door, Ye Sumang was a little surprised. Not only was there Xie Fei, but there was also a young man standing in front of Xie Fei, holding the materials in his hand, turning his head to look at him with a very strange look.

Collection 77, recommendation is still 56, and the updates in the morning do not seem to have much effect. In order to encourage everyone to invest more recommendations and collect more, I hereby declare that as long as the collection rises by 50 or the recommendation rises by 100, I will update another chapter the next day. This statement is valid this week.
Chapter completed!