"California Nights" is a movie that took place in the United States in the 1970s. It tells the story of a prostitute and a priest.

A prostitute and a priest. One symbolizes the endless abyss of depravity, and the other symbolizes the holy light. These are two contradictory entities in themselves. They cannot be from the same world anyway, but this script uses various yin and yang differences.

The story of two people meeting through the wrong means, and then gradually falling in love due to various contradictions and ideological struggles, finally breaking through many obstacles and heading towards the sacred temple.

Actually, this is an ironic story.

From the dialogue between the male and female protagonists, Lu Yuan saw some irony and realism, and even boldly hinted at some of the decadence and corruption of the United States, as well as the illusory philosophy of love.

The script is a good one, at least from Lu Yuan's point of view. He feels that although it is a niche movie, it will definitely be popular if it is made. Well, at least the reputation cannot be too bad.

The coffee shop exudes an elegant atmosphere with the sound of piano, and time passes by little by little.

After about half an hour, Lu Yuan silently closed the script.

"Mr. Lu Yuan, what do you think of the script?" James had been waiting patiently and quietly for Lu Yuan to finish reading the script, but he couldn't wait to ask after seeing Lu Yuan close the script.

"After reading it, the script is pretty good." Lu Yuan nodded.

"Can I ask you to help me compose another song? It's similar to "Romance of Love", or it's not similar, as long as it fits the theme..." James continued to ask.

"Sorry, Director James, I can't compose the music." Lu Yuan closed his eyes and was silent for a long time before shaking his head.

"Mr. Lu Yuan, you don't have to refuse so early. We still have a few months. A few months. I believe that with your talent, you should be able to..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. James. No matter how much time you give me, I can't compose the music. I'm really sorry. If there are no accidents, I probably won't have any more piano music coming out in the future." Lu Yuan looked at James, unsure.

After giving up, he shook his head again.

When Wang Jinxue heard Lu Yuan's words, she was stunned, and then looked slightly at Lu Yuan's smiling but sincere eyes.

This sentence seems familiar.

Lu Yuan said it before.

Now it seems to be happening again.

Is he rejecting James in this way?

This is not the right choice.

Wang Jinxue shook her head, and after hesitating for a while, she finally translated Lu Yuan's original words to James.

She respects Lu Yuan's choice.

"Why? Mr. Lu Yuan, what happened to you?"

James was slightly startled when he heard Lu Yuan's words, and then his eyes gradually turned into astonishment and shock.

He could barely hold the coffee cup.

A pianist who was on the rise and was about to enter the world suddenly said that he would never publish any more piano music in the future...

This is really shocking, and can even be said to be a tragedy!

He had not heard Lu Yuan say similar words before. After all, he had not paid attention to Lu Yuan before. If he knew that Lu Yuan had said such words before, he would definitely have the same expression as Wang Jinxue, and he would definitely feel that Lu Yuan was in the past.

Deny yourself this way.

"Nothing happens. Some things actually have a beginning and an end naturally. Some people postpone the end until they are old and can't play the piano, but I just advanced the end to now... and my own pursuit is not

This." Lu Yuan laughed, his voice slightly relieved.

He no longer said these words about Jiang Langcai.

Because he felt that this sentence was really meaningless.

In fact, since he finished playing "Canon", he knew that he would never be able to play a complete piano piece from the original world in the future. If he could play it, he could only play fragmentary melodies that only lasted for tens of seconds. These melodies were

He did remember a lot.

But no matter how many of these melodies he had, they couldn't support him in arranging music for James.

He didn't want to lie to James.

Because to lie to him is to lie to yourself.

After Wang Jinxue finished translating Lu Yuan's words, she suddenly felt an inexplicable discomfort in her throat, and a slight feeling of discomfort welled up in her heart.

She looked at Lu Yuan silently.

Lu Yuan was smiling, and his eyes were as sincere as before.

But I don’t know why Wang Jinxue felt that Lu Yuan was telling the truth at this moment.

Maybe it’s really impossible for Lu Yuan to arrange music again in the future.

Maybe this is not what I am pursuing...

Although this sentence was very relieved and seemed to be trying to express something, Wang Jinxue felt that there was something hidden in it.

What was the reason that made you suddenly give up when you were about to reach your peak?

Isn’t this what your pursuit itself is?

"Mr. Lu Yuan, can I ask you, what is your pursuit? Is it to be a great director, or a screenwriter? Or a singer? Or, do you want to run your own entertainment company well?" James heard Lu Yuan

He was a little disappointed with his answer, but he still looked at Lu Yuan with a gentleman's smile.

"Haha, none of these." Lu Yuan shook his head, and under the dim light, Lu Yuan slowly handed the script to James.

"Is it convenient to say?"

"Actually, I don't know what I am pursuing... Well, in fact, everyone has an initial dream, but as more and more things are experienced, and there are some force majeure factors, these dreams gradually become blurred.

Or maybe I gave up temporarily." Lu Yuan was also smiling, remembering that he seemed to be a little interesting half a year ago.

At that time, he had the idea of ​​​​changing and no longer wanting to be an honest person. Then he smoked, said swear words, acted nonsense, and was a bit savage...

But now...

He has almost quit smoking, he rarely swears, and he doesn't fool around much anymore. He has also learned to be polite under the bright lights.

This has to be said to be a change.

"So what was your original dream, and has it been achieved now?" James suddenly became serious after looking at Lu Yuan's expression.

"You won't believe it if I tell you." Lu Yuan touched his nose.

"How do you know I don't believe it if you don't tell me? Mr. Lu Yuan, I have always respected your talent. Although we have not met a few times, I promise that I will definitely believe you."

"My original dream, I wanted to make some money, open a restaurant, marry a wife who can manage accounts, and then live a normal life like this..." Lu Yuan drank a cup of coffee silently, and suddenly said this calmly.

A sentence that has been gathering dust for a long time.

Wang Jinxue translated this sentence to James and shook her head, feeling that Lu Yuan was joking.

"Hahaha, Mr. Lu Yuan, I have never seen anyone as humorous as you. Haha, the serious expression on your face when you said this made me nervous for a long time. I thought you were going to say something very serious.

Well, but after you said this, I really couldn’t bear it

Wow, haha, the dream of a director, a screenwriter, and a powerful pianist is actually this, haha... You are so funny... I'm sorry, I really enjoyed chatting with you, hahaha..." James laughed, laughing

It was very loud, even louder than the sound of the piano coming next to it.

"So, you won't believe it... I guess no one will believe it either." Lu Yuan continued to touch his nose and also laughed.

Just think of it as a humorous joke.

Actually, it’s good to smile, isn’t it?

Wang Jinxue wanted to laugh at first, feeling that Lu Yuan was returning to his bastard nature again, but then when she saw Lu Yuan's expression, she found that she couldn't laugh.

Lu Yuan was indeed smiling.

But the smile looks a bit self-deprecating.

Today's Lu Yuan seems completely different from the Lu Yuan before.

Under the light, Lu Yuan looked very real.

She looked out the window subconsciously.

In the distance, a moon slowly rose in the sky, and the bright moonlight illuminated the land, adding a strange sense of desolation to the land...

"Mr. Lu Yuan, so I will leave empty-handed and disappointed today, right?" After James finished laughing, his expression gradually became disappointed.

"There is no music, but your script made a song pop up in my mind..."

"Song?"

"The name of this song is California Hospitality, ahem, "Hotel California". I think it's very suitable both as an interlude and as a theme song."

""Hotel California"? Sorry, Mr. Lu Yuan, this is an American movie. American movies are for American audiences, so it is not appropriate to have Chinese songs..."

""Hotel California" is not a Chinese song, but an English song."

"English song? Who sang it?"

"If there were a guitar here, I should be the first person to sing this song."

"you?"

James was stunned.
To be continued...