In the car.

Momo ate her popsicle and watched the building keep retreating. She glanced at Ye Xinghui from the corner of her eye, and then sat upright like a primary school student.

"Brother Xinghui, the amusement park is over there." Momo pointed in the opposite direction with his hand.

Was he discovered? Ye Xinghui pretended not to hear and continued to drive seriously.

"That's the villa area over there. I've been to my classmate's house there!" Momo spoke again, squinting her eyes and clearly noticing that the path was wrong.

"Momo, be good, let's go to the villa area to meet a grandpa first, and then go to the amusement park." Ye Xinghui had no choice but to tell the truth.

Momo is already thirteen years old, and she could get married in ancient times. Although she can't now, she must not underestimate her IQ, especially after hanging out with Mo Yinghan for a long time. Her whole body is stained with Mo Yinghan's intelligence.

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"No problem, but the playground closes at five o'clock in the afternoon!" Momo reminded.

"Don't worry, it will be very soon if everything goes well!"

"Will it go well...?"

After hearing this, Momo seemed to feel a little cheated.

..

"No. 108 Guangming Street!...We're here!"

"YES..I can indeed find it."

Ye Xinghui was very pleased with himself.

However, Momo's mouth had turned into a U-shape. He didn't know the way and didn't ask anyone. He walked around for almost 20 minutes. This brother Xinghui couldn't be fake.

Ye Xinghui lowered his body to face Momo, put his hands on her shoulders, and said seriously: "When you see someone later, you have to call me grandpa! Do you know?"

Showing hospitality for nothing, committing adultery or stealing! I endured it for the amusement park.

Momo nodded with big innocent eyes.

Dang Dang Dang!

"Hello, is anyone here? I'm looking for Teacher Zhao Rong!" Ye Xinghui nodded and looked inside the villa.

After a while, a gray-haired and energetic old man came to the door.

Ye Xinghui recognized him as Zhao Rong at a glance. The Directors Guild had a photo.

"Hello, teacher Zhao Rong, excuse me, I am Ye Xinghui, and this is my little sister Momo."

Zhao Rong looked him up and down, then looked at the watery Momo: "Please come in!"

There is not much to see outside the villa, but once you enter the interior, you will see the retro architectural decoration style, antique bookshelves, and a few paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls, giving you the atmosphere of a scholar.

Zhao Rong smiled slightly and pointed to the mahogany stool: "Don't look at it. The old guy's collection is not worth mentioning. Sit down!"

"What would you like to drink, little one?"

Ye Xinghui said familiarly: "Just tea!"

"I didn't ask you!" Zhao Rong glanced at him with disdain: "Momo, what do you want to drink?"

Momo asked curiously: "Grandpa, what do you have to drink here?"

"Jasmine tea, Tieguanyin, peony tea, and emperor leaf are all available." Zhao Rong said patiently, not looking at Ye Xinghui at all.

Biting her lip, Momo said: "Then peony tea!"

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Rong stood up slowly and walked towards the cabinet shelf on one side.

"Teacher, I want emperor leaves." Ye Xinghui reported quickly.

Zhao Rong paused and said without looking back: "I'll be here in a minute, just wait!"

After more than ten minutes, two pots of tea were brewed, and the aroma of tea overflowed.

Ye Xinghui asked rather embarrassedly: "Teacher, which one is the Emperor Ye?"

Zhao Rongqing hummed, pointed to the cup on the right, and said: "Fortunately, I didn't pretend to understand, otherwise you'd better just go back and forth!"

"It smells so good!" Momo had already begun to taste it.

Zhao Rong said kindly: "Drink more if you like."

"Teacher Zhao Rong, I would like to ask you to guide me in a movie!" Ye Xinghui said softly.

"I know, Xu Guang called me yesterday." Zhao Rong's face remained unchanged as he drank tea with a small cup in one hand.

..

The scene was a little awkward for a moment. Ye Xinghui didn't know whether he agreed or not, and he didn't dare to ask again.

The teacup was gently placed on the table by Zhao Rong.

He muttered: "I was forty-three when I made the movie. You were only nineteen, right?"

"Teacher Zhao Rong..."

Zhao Rong waved his hand: "Don't interrupt me. I've watched your work. The technique of "A Chinese Ghost Story" is immature and the camera is a bit lacking. It relies on excellent special effects to support this drama. But I have to praise you.

The special effects are great.”

"The technique of "The Young Lady" seems to have improved a lot, and the vision has also improved. However, the shortcomings in the control of the camera lens are somewhat obvious. You'd better find a photographer to learn the system."

""The Legend of Sword and Fairy" has made great progress. It seems that you have been integrated into the story. Of course, this may also be due to Li Jiaqi. I heard that she was the director of half of the show."

Ye Xinghui was stunned.

He really didn't expect that Zhao Rong would actually watch several of his films and clearly analyze his shortcomings.

However, it has to be said that he does have these shortcomings.

He has worked hard to become an actor, has some acting skills, and is good at communication. Because of the addition of two soul fragments, his experience has been infinitely improved. His storytelling ability is even more extraordinary. He also learned some music and literature in school.

Qin Yayang also inherited a lot.

The only thing missing is experience and photography skills.

Many people think that a director does not need to know how to shoot. In fact, they are completely wrong. If they cannot master the camera, what kind of fun will be captured? Will they not recognize it? How will the audience accept it?

"Old...teacher...drink tea!" Ye Xinghui lowered his head.

At this moment, he deeply realized that Qin Yayang was not invincible. Those memories were treasures, but it also took an excellent pickaxe to dig them out.

How to carve out this piece of beautiful jade depends on the old man in front of you.

Looking at Ye Xinghui who was completely beaten by him, Zhao Rong smiled.

What he said so much was not purely to attack him, but to spur him on, letting him know his own shortcomings and find his own correct path. Geniuses are geniuses, but geniuses who don't work hard are no different from waste? There is no shortage in the director circle.

genius.

Zhao Rong accepted it happily and drank it in one gulp.

"Teacher, that's apprenticeship tea!"

"flutter!"

All the tea was spit out before he could swallow it. Zhao Rong stared at Ye Xinghui with wide eyes and said bitterly: "You are cruel!"

"Tomorrow I will go to Xinghui Pictures to see your family background. Now take your little sister and get out of here!"

At this moment, he even lost his teacher's demeanor.

Ye Xinghui pulled Momo and ran away. He turned around and said, "Teacher, I will leave these more than 100 kilograms to you!"

He thought Zhao Rong was angry.

In fact, Zhao Rong's whole old face turned into a smile. A genius came from the closed disciple, and his skills were finally put to good use.

I picked up the phone at hand and dialed a familiar number.

"Hello, Lu Xinghuai?"

Lu Xinghuai looked at the familiar number and his mind was a little exhausted for a moment. Why was this old guy calling him?

"Old Zhao, you took the initiative to call me when the sun came out in the west?"

"I accepted a closed disciple today!" Zhao Rong said excitedly.

"What? My late disciple Hong Chang is now ranked number one among the new generation of directors. I didn't even mention it. You are so happy to accept a disciple. It's really..." Lu Xinghuai deliberately made him angry.

"Old guy, my disciple must be better than you!" Zhao Rong hung up the phone!

It is impossible to be angry. After thinking about it, he thought, he has nineteen disciples, and that old guy has more than thirty disciples. Compared with me? You are more young!
Chapter completed!