Chapter 428 Tian Xiaopeng and the Skinny Monkey

Yang Lingyue sent everyone to the underground parking lot. There were three cars that looked out of place, after all, the shopping carts in the courtyard were all Highlanders.

These three cars, one was a Volkswagen Polo, one was an Accord, and one was a Mazda....

After waving goodbye, he also saw Zeng Li and Yu Li's cars. He touched them and found that they were still warm. It had been a while since they came back. It was almost 7 o'clock.

Back in the front hall, the two girls were looking at their notebooks and laughing. When they saw Yang Lingyue coming over, they cast curious glances at him at the same time.

"Ask me to write internal references, don't ask about others." Yang Lingyue waved his hand in a rather pretentious manner.

Zeng Li rolled her eyes and really didn't ask.

When you can say it, you will say it naturally, just like a scientific research technology that has been converted from military to civilian use.

Yu Li said: "The professional book translation has been found, from Yilin Press."

Yang Lingyue was stunned when he heard it. "What the hell?"

Yu Li covered her mouth and smiled, saying, "Translation, not meaning. Here, this is their contact information and email addresses. They are all from the Beijing office of Yilin. If you want to see them, just contact them directly."

Yang Lingyue squeezed between the two girls, hugged Yu Li and said, "Teacher Yu is so efficient. Tomorrow..."

Zeng Li, who was already looking disgusted, said, "Record the song tomorrow."

Yang Lingyue had to turn around and hug her again and said, "Then the day after tomorrow, tomorrow I will accompany our General Zeng to record the song."

Zeng Li raised her eyebrows and said, "Forget it. You talk all day today. Can you do it tomorrow?"

"I asked the kitchen to stew Sichuan Fritillary Pear Soup. It's okay. I didn't yell. Besides, it's the time agreed with the arrangement team."

Hearing her boyfriend's words, Zeng Li nodded.

When she was about to ask about what happened in the morning, she saw the elevator in the front hall open and frowned. This was the main elevator.

But it was the charming Fan Xiaopang who came out with a smile, pulling a suitcase, followed by Sister Qi, also pulling a suitcase. Zeng Li instantly became expressionless.

Yang Lingyue waved and said, "Are you back?"

"Yes, they are all here. It's a good time to show you the clothes I made."

Fan Xiaopang was still smiling, as if he didn't see Zeng Li's expression, and walked two steps closer.

Sister Qi nodded and left the front hall.

Zeng Li's expression eased a little, and she asked, "Hanfu?"

"Yes, I just got the sample."

Fan Xiaopang squatted down and opened a box, and Yu Li helped her open the other one, and then took out the clothes and lined them up on the sofa.

There were only five sets in total, and the workmanship was very delicate, from inside to outside, no wonder they were packed in two large boxes.

Women have no resistance to beautiful clothes, so they became chattering.

Yang Lingyue took a quick glance and lost interest. He said, "I'm going out to feed the fish." No one paid attention, so he went out tactfully.

Later, at the table, the three women sitting opposite Yang Lingyue were still discussing. Fan Xiaopang in the middle had a pen and paper next to him, writing and drawing from time to time, because the two women next to him had ideas about the improved version of the new Chinese style clothes.

Yang Lingyue did not have any idea of ​​ridicule or ridicule. Since it was an improvement or a new Chinese style, everyone had their own say. It was nothing more than making a few more sets of clothes. As long as the women were happy, it was fine. Anyway, they would wear them for him to see in the end.

Occasionally, Fan Xiaopang glanced at Yang Lingyue with a sly look.

The big fox was very proud, and it could be seen that she was really happy.

After dinner, Yang Lingyue did not participate in the back garden walk to digest food. He went to the study room on his own and continued his Mars setting ideas.

Hearing that Yang Lingyue was thinking about a new script, Zeng Li and Fan Xiaopang were very surprised, especially Fan Xiaopang, whose eyes were shining.

"Ah, a science fiction blockbuster? The Hollywood kind?"

Yang Lingyue raised her eyebrows and said, "A science fiction short film, a Chinese version of Robinson Crusoe who grows potatoes on Mars with his own feces."

"Ah~"

The three girls all gave a disdainful thumbs-up.

Yang Lingyue waved her hand: "You guys go have fun, don't bother me."

Fan Xiaopang, who wanted to follow Yang Lingyue to the study room, was extremely curious, but he had to follow Zeng Li and Yu Li for a walk, and continued to talk about the improved version of clothes, from the inside out, because he had to make some first for a few people to try on.

Yang Lingyue turned on his computer and checked his email first, and there was a message from Liu Yifei.

He talked about daily work, meeting the crew, meeting the director, not wanting to play a role that vilified the Chinese, and even less wanted to play a villain, and there was nothing to gain.

He will come back from attending two movie press conferences at the beginning of next month, and the date has been confirmed, which is July 5.

Then he said very frankly that he missed him very much, and asked if the song was recorded, and if Zhou Hang and the others had any new aurora photos to share.

Then there was a rather cool selfie, with a heart sign.

At the end, he wrote a very literary sentence: Mr. Yang, I am so excited about Ying, I can’t write a word, but the paper is short but the feelings are deep, I hope you take care.

Yang Lingyue looked at her carefully, and found that Xixi was very relaxed now, and seemed to have grown up a lot, so I have to help her grasp it when I come back.

Yang Lingyue replied to the content and commented on the photo very seriously, encouraging her to quote the novel chapter, which was very appropriate.

He talked about how he had started to write a new script, encountered difficulties, had changed the subject matter, and was very difficult, but very interesting, and naturally said that it was "a Chinese version of Robinson Crusoe planting potatoes on Mars with his own feces."

He said that the song would be recorded tomorrow, and he would send it to her after it was recorded; Zhou Hang hadn't sent the photo back yet, and I think it was on the way, so I would send it to her as soon as it was sent back.

Finally, Yang Lingyue wrote: "At the end of this letter, I confirm that I love you again. Ms. Liu."

After sending it, I saw another email from a secretary of Yu Li's film and television business. It was the content of the emails selected after he posted the mailbox at the end of his first video.

They are all people with dreams, but their dreams and abilities do not match. Almost all of them are Japanese or American style, and none of them are memorable.

Yang Lingyue lamented the waste of time. When he lost his patience and quickly scrolled the mouse, he caught a glimpse of a name "Tian Xiaopeng" and a picture of a skinny monkey.

This person, who is hailed as the dawn of domestic animation, is like his first work "The Return of the Great Sage". Since then, domestic animation has kicked off in the true sense.

After Tian Xiaopeng's studio was acquired, the group created Color House and invested in animation film directors such as Jiao Keli Studio. Since then, after the controversial "Big Fish and Begonia", the God-conferring Universe, "White Snake·Origin"...

Looked at the content sent by Tian Xiaopeng, a very brief self-introduction.

Currently I have my own animation digital studio, I participated in the production of the animation of "Journey to the West", I have created some short animation films myself, and won some awards.

I want to make a feature-length animation film about the universe of Journey to the West.