"How is it? Is it delicious?" Qin Wanrong and Concubine Tang asked in unison.
"It doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good at all, it tastes terrible." Su Xiaoman's head shook like a rattle.
Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but secretly said: "It shouldn't be."
Concubine Tang took her chopsticks and moved towards the vegetables on the plate.
"Don't move, let me eat such an unpalatable dish!" Su Xiaoman looked righteous.
As he spoke, he quickly picked up the plate and started pouring food into his own bowl.
Several people suddenly realized.
They began to swarm to grab it, and even Qin Wanrong was no longer reserved.
Lin Feng looked at the scene in front of him speechlessly.
In less than half an hour, almost all the dishes were eaten.
Su Xiaoman sat on the sofa with difficulty, kept rubbing his bulging belly, burped and said: "Second piece of goods, you can give me a price, my aunt can take care of you."
Lin Feng said shyly: "Such a young man, he sells his body but not his art."
Su Xiaoman burst into laughter.
After several people talked for a while, the three girls all fell asleep, so they got up and went back to their rooms to sleep.
After Lin Feng returned to the room, he practiced "Yanhuang Dominance" once, but still did not feel sleepy. He remembered the USB flash drive given by his instructor, got out of bed, and turned on his computer.
The short film is called "Alive".
The film is only eight minutes long, and it doesn't look like it was shot with professional equipment. Compared with the images of those movies that are often called blockbusters, it's simply shoddy.
There is only one protagonist in the film, a man in his forties, with yellow teeth, unkempt hair, and dirty clothes. The man is a migrant worker. The instructor's film only records a day in this man's normal life.
The main plot has no story and is so trivial that it leaves people speechless.
But it was a movie like this that made Lin Feng fascinated.
After reading it, I felt quite heavy.
Especially the last sentence in the film, what do we live for?
It’s hard to imagine that this was just a film made by a high school student in his late teens. The topic was so heavy that Lin Feng, a man who had seen countless storms, felt so depressed that he couldn’t breathe.
After watching the movie, Lin Feng couldn't get back to his senses for a long time. What kept popping up in his mind was the last sentence.
After sitting quietly in the chair for a few minutes, Lin Feng made a decision that changed a person's destiny.
Lin Feng got up early the next day and was shocked as soon as he left the room.
The three girls were all dressed in sportswear and were standing in the living room. It looked like they were going to accompany Lin Feng for a run. Each of the three girls had their own strengths and weaknesses and they were all extremely beautiful. Lin Feng thought of one word - dazzled. He felt
My own eyes are not enough.
"Sisters, you are going against heaven!" Lin Feng said in amazement.
"You sister, you've been waiting for a long time." Su Xiaoman scolded.
Lin Feng grinned and said, "Isn't my sister you?"
Su Xiaoman immediately punched him. Lin Feng smiled and ran out first. Su Xiaoman yelled and chased after him.
Concubine Tang and Qin Wanrong, who were standing there, looked at each other and smiled, then jogged out of the villa together.
The group of four people was really a beautiful sight. The place where Su Xiaoman lived was obviously a place where rich people concentrated. There were not many people jogging in the morning, but those who occasionally came out for jogging were shocked when they saw this scene.
Lin Feng, the only man among the four people in Kudu, cast a look of envy and hatred. Lin Feng was very thick-skinned and very indifferent.
After eating breakfast, Lin Feng and Su Xiaoman went to school, while Qin Wanrong and Tang Fei went to the beauty salon. The decoration of the beauty salon was nearing completion. These days, Tang Fei and Qin Wanrong were learning from Bai Wei's experience.
Although this beauty salon was opened for Concubine Tang, Qin Wanrong Yanran had treated her as her own shop and helped Concubine Tang wholeheartedly.
After arriving at the school, Lin Feng looked at the instructor who was sitting in his seat with a solemn expression and said, "Let's go and have a chat with me."
The instructor quickly stood up and followed Lin Feng out of the classroom.
Lin Feng walked straight out of the school gate, took a taxi, and asked the driver to take him to a teahouse.
Compared to those who like to drink coffee, Lin Feng, who was nurtured and educated by his master since childhood, still likes to drink tea.
Ordered the cheapest pot.
The tutor was about to change, but Lin Feng sneered disdainfully and said, "Are you rich?"
The instructor smiled awkwardly and said nothing.
While waiting for tea, Lin Feng said calmly: "I watched the film, and to be honest, it didn't shock me much."
The instructor scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Funds are limited, so we can only produce pictures of this quality."
"Tell me about your plan." Lin Feng's question was a little jumpy.
The instructor almost didn't think about it and said directly: "I want to be the most awesome director in China."
As if he had heard a big joke, Lin Feng burst out laughing and said disdainfully: "Everyone can say one or two heroic words, but is it interesting? If you are only at this level, it will be difficult for me to convince you to come.
Help you."
Only then did the instructor realize that he had made a big mistake, and he quickly explained in a cold sweat: "Boss, I didn't mean that. What I meant was that I want to be a great director in China and make the best movies in China."
In this vast country, with five thousand years of civilization, no one has made a movie that shocked the world. Of course, it’s not that there are no good movies, but most of them are the kind that make you want to vomit after watching them.”
"Many people think that movies make money, and then they rush into this industry. In fact, it is all nonsense. I know that there are many people who are more talented than me, and I also know that it is impossible for me to change my abilities alone.
What, but I like to make movies, and I can’t say that what I make must be great, but I strive to make everyone who spends money to watch my movies feel that it is worth their money, and that is enough.”
The instructor, who was a little excited at first, gradually calmed down when he finished speaking, but there was a different kind of light in his eyes, very bright.
Tea is served.
Lin Feng lowered his head to drink tea and said nothing.
The instructor felt uneasy in his heart.
After the cup of tea reached the bottom, Lin Feng poured it for himself again and said lightly: "Go and study!"
"Ah? Boss, I don't need to study." the instructor retorted.
The instructor obviously misunderstood what Lin Feng meant.
"If you have talent, you have to pay the same price for the hard work. Go through the withdrawal procedures. I will fly to the capital in two days and enter the film school. I will make arrangements for you. I will give you one year. I don't care how you live in the capital. I don't need your money."
, but after one year, you must give me a satisfactory answer. If you are satisfied, I will invest. If not, I'm sorry, you will fend for yourself from now on."
The dream became a reality in an instant.
The instructor was so shocked that his heart was beating wildly and his hand holding the tea cup was trembling.
Lin Feng paid for it.
When he got up and left the teahouse, Lin Feng said lightly: "Don't let me down."
The instructor's eyes were red and he nodded heavily.
Just after leaving the teahouse, Lin Feng's cell phone suddenly rang. The call was from Zhao Hu, and Lin Feng sneered.
[Author's digression]: It was my birthday yesterday, so I indulged a little bit, replied to my status, and tried my best to update.