Chapter 144: Becoming Strong Is Tiring, and Not Being Strong Is Even More Tiring

Yang Lingyue still declined Marco. It was not because he was being petty. He really didn't have any good ideas. He knew his own strengths and weaknesses.

If you create a second work based on the original work, you can definitely make up for the shortcomings and do better, except for the films of big names.

For example, even if you copy Jiang Wen and Stephen Chow's movies one-to-one, forget it. If you copy one-to-one, you will be beaten to death.

After all, Jiang Wen's movies are "made for this little bit of vinegar." They are mixed with too many of his personal experiences, metaphors and ideas. Many things have been filmed, and the screenwriters and actors don't know. How can you, as an audience, understand?

Yang Lingyue's ability is indeed limited for pure originality, or mostly originality. Don't think that you really think you are a genius just because someone says he is a genius every day.

Alas, seriously absorbing other people's opinions is actually regarded as modesty, but I clearly learned it.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Chi Ji Chuan Bar was already crowded, but the store would reserve a few boxes for some celebrities to use, which is normal.

Originally, the few of them just sat around to eat, drink, and brag.

Huang Xiaoming was coming, so he had to go to the box, otherwise he would not be able to eat in peace. Although the students of Beijing Film Academy were used to seeing celebrities, Huang Xiaoming was too popular. He was a hot star in last year's "The Return of the Condor Heroes" and the recent "New Shanghai Bund".

Oh, "New Shanghai Bund" also made Huang Haibo, who played Ding Li, famous.

In addition to the 8 people from the original crew (the sophomore photography senior was out shooting), there were also Tong Yaya and Du Xiaoyu at today's celebration banquet.

At this time, Yang Lingyue was talking about how he met Huang Xiaoming because he hadn't come yet.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

At this time, the door of the box was pushed open by the waiter, and Huang Xiaoming, wearing a handsome black leather jacket (la yan jing) and a hat, walked in. Behind him should be a driver or assistant, holding a box of red wine.

Everyone stood up to greet him.

"No way, isn't this just right?" Yang Lingyue said happily.

Afterwards, everyone sat down. Huang Xiaoming greeted everyone, calling them juniors and junior sisters, as if they were all family members. This made the slightly reserved students gradually relax.

It must be said that Huang Xiaoming's emotional intelligence and communication skills are definitely his biggest advantages, and he did not neglect anyone.

Of course, the celebration banquet, intentionally or unintentionally, also became Huang Xiaoming's personal show, and Yang Lingyue was happy to see it happen.

Huang Xiaoming opened two bottles of red wine, the girls drank it, and the boys still drank Maotai, but Yang Lingyue was very restrained this time, of course not because of Zeng Li's instructions, but because there were too many people.

During the dinner, Tong Yaya asked Yang Lingyue if he had any plans for a new film.

"Yes, the script is almost ready." Yang Lingyue nodded.

So, everyone ignored Huang Xiaoming and asked one after another.

"Okay, let's talk about it at the preparatory meeting at the end of the month. This time it is a feature film, about the elderly." Yang Lingyue quickly stopped the noise.

"Lingyue, are you short of investment?" Huang Xiaoming asked.

"Brother Xiaoming, do you trust me so much?" Yang Lingyue said with a smile.

"With your talent and achievements, and with so many classmates trusting you, I can't find any reason not to trust you, right?" Huang Xiaoming asked with a smile.

"Brother Xiaoming has an investment company?" Yang Lingyue asked.

"Yes, I have made some investments." Huang Xiaoming nodded without hiding anything.

"Okay, I'll contact you if I need anything." Yang Lingyue said, without thanking him.

Huang Xiaoming felt more relieved, and happily greeted everyone, saying that after the next meal, he would treat his juniors.

"School will officially start tomorrow, Brother Xiaoming." Yang Lingyue refused with a smile without waiting for everyone's reaction.

So, everyone also expressed this meaning.

If someone proposed the next meal at a dinner party, it meant that it was coming to an end, and everyone took photos with Huang Xiaoming.

"Yang Lingyue, old tradition, say the ending words." Du Xiaoyu said.

"Yes, yes, yes, we love to hear it." Wang Zhi was in high spirits.

The others had already started to applaud, and Liu Dingye took out the notebook as usual.

Nima. . . .

Huang Xiaoming saw this scene for the first time, and it looked like a cult.

"Okay, friends, first of all, this is not a tradition. If you say so, I will resist this kind of gathering, and I can't prepare a speech in advance.

I am honored that everyone here is not just wasting time.

Just now when we were having dinner, Wang Ni asked me what I felt most when I went to Berlin. I didn't know what to say at the time, so I will say it now.

The road to the top and the front is difficult to walk, but you can only walk alone. Don't expect someone to really help you like a shadow. If you say that your father has only you as his son, and he is the richest man in the world, then just ignore what I said, but the son of the richest man in the world will not sit here.

In this era of overflowing emotions, strength is the biggest trump card.

Becoming strong is very tiring, and not being strong is even more tiring.

Today, I added a sentence in the new script I wrote: We run forward bravely and in big strides. No matter how hard or tired we are, we can cry when we reach the end.

Okay, today's chicken soup is served.

Lao Liu, don't copy the sentence in my script, or I will sue you for plagiarism."

Yang Lingyue finished with a smile.

The reason why chicken soup is chicken soup is that it condenses the truths that everyone knows in daily life into words that make you feel particularly reasonable. In fact, your parents have told you all these truths before you were three years old, and then they are just repeated countless times.

"Too utilitarian." Du Xiaoyu was very dissatisfied.

"This is real. I envy and miss you guys." Huang Xiaoming said with deep feeling.

"It's just a matter of talking and laughing." Yang Lingyue said.

After everyone left, Huang Xiaoming stuffed the remaining red wine to Yang Lingyue, got in the car and made a phone call gesture and left.

"Yang Lingyue, I'm going to switch to management major." Du Xiaoyu walked over and said.

Uh, doesn't that mean there will be no "Double Happiness" in the future?

"No, don't worry, you are quite suitable to be a director." Yang Lingyue raised his eyebrows.

"I know, but I feel that I am more suitable to be a producer. Besides, I am not missing the directing class, I just have a few more classes." Du Xiaoyu explained.

"That's right, there is no harm in learning more things, and there is no need to switch, just go to audit." Yang Lingyue nodded.

"No, that will make it difficult to distinguish the key points. I don't have the balance ability like you. But in terms of learning, I think I can still compete with you." Du Xiaoyu shook her head.

"Just think about it yourself. When you have learned something, we can cooperate again." Yang Lingyue said with a smile.

"Yeah." Du Xiaoyu also smiled.

"Director, please consider us for the new film. We can even play minor roles." Tong Yaya looked at Yang Lingyue with expectant eyes and said.

"Don't make a fuss. I let the school beauty of the Central Academy of Drama play minor roles. I am afraid of being framed. I will contact you if there is a suitable one." Yang Lingyue said with a smile.

"Okay, then we will leave first." Wang Zhi saw that Tong Yaya was about to say something, and hurriedly pulled her away. The meal was not enough for you to talk.