I Woke up and Was Pregnant - Chapter 124
Fu Zhen paused while turning the book, raised his head and looked at Jiang Hengshu, after thinking about it and replied: “No problem.”
However, after agreeing, Fu Zhen was a little uneasy. He had never been in contact with this subject. There are so many directors who are good at this subject. How did he find him? He asked Jiang Hengshu, “Is it just me?”
Jiang Hengshu smiled and shook his head: “Of course not. I have also found many other big directors. Among the new generation directors, I have also found Director Li Bin, Director Guo Hang, and Director Wen Longshu.”
Fu Zhen took a sigh of relief and relaxed, saying, “I’m too stressed to only find me.”
Jiang Hengshu patted Fu Zhen on the shoulder: “Don’t put too much pressure.”
Fu Zhen nodded and gave a hmm.
Because what I want is a short video, I don’t need to worry too much, but Fu Zhen still has to prepare a little bit in advance. He only has a general understanding of that period of history, not familiar with it. Since he decided to shoot this short video, he must be responsible.
So he went to Taobao and bought a bunch of books related to patriotism and that period of history. The express arrived soon. It was picked up by Jiang Hengshu. It was a big box that was quite heavy. He was very curious. What did you really buy?
Fu replied sincerely, “I bought some books.”
Jiang Hengshu tore off the tape on the box, opened the box, and looked at the piles full of dangling piles. He said to Fu Zhen, “I don’t think this is a book.”
“Look slowly. There is still a year left. You can always finish reading.” Fu Zhen went over and took the books out of the box, and then sent them all to the study.
Even though Fu Zhen’s body has almost recovered over the past year or so, Jiang Hengshu is always worried that he might be overwhelmed, so he will ask Fu Zhen: “Then you are going to film the comedy you want to do next. Movie, or short video first?”
Fu Zhen thought about it and replied to Jiang Hengshu: “Wait for the short video. I haven’t figured out what it will be. After all, it is more important. I will shoot the comedy first.”
Jiang Hengshu nodded, sat down beside Fu Zhen, and asked him: “Then what are your actors going to do?”
Fu Zhen frowned and sighed lightly: “This time I want to find a few new people, who have never appeared on the big screen.”
Jiang Hengshu raised his eyebrows: “To save money?”
Fu Zhen coughed slightly, raised his chest, and asked Jiang Hengshu: “Am I that kind of person?”
“Then are you planning to find two for the total talent show?” Jiang Hengshu asked this because a variety show called Fu Zhen some time ago, hoping that he could be the tutor of the show. I really refused.
“No way,” this kind of newcomer who has no foundation at all is too troublesome to tune, and the next comedy movie may not have so many old drama bones to lead them, Fu Zhen told Jiang Hengshu his plan “I want to go to the film school to find a few.”
Jiang Hengshu nodded. This is a relatively normal way to select actors. Jiang Hengshu asked, “When will I go?”
He wanted to take a look with Fu Zhen.
Fu Zhen thought for a while, and answered Jiang Hengshu: “Wait a while.”
His script has not been finalized yet, and the university should have just opened at this time, and the students should be very busy.
Therefore, the urgent task is to quickly finalize the script. He only has a general idea, and the characters of the two protagonists. He can’t remember anything else. When he strokes the pen, he thinks that Omega is hiding in the estrus. Later, play with the eagle and catch the chicken with the alpha of Jiang Hengshu.
This article is really contagious.
He had to think of a way to clear this fanwen from his mind.
Now that I have decided to make a comedy next, I naturally have to work hard in this regard. Speaking of which, Fu Zhen himself was also an expert at writing jokes, and many of the jokes in “Shazhou Chronicle” now seem not outdated.
But after two years of tempering and tempering, his talent in this area has degraded a bit. The jokes he wrote are not as alive as before, and they read a bit ironically. This situation is good or bad, it just depends on When does it appear.
For the next comedy, Fu Zhen hopes that its content is all light-hearted. You don’t need to be good at ironic jokes, so you need to find a comedy screenwriter with a strong foundation.
In the past few days, Fu Zhen slumped on the sofa holding Coco all day, watching famous comedy movies at home and abroad. Although he had seen some of them before, he still laughed endlessly. The whole living room Filled with his laughter.
Coco couldn’t understand what was being said on the TV, but watching Fu Zhen kept laughing, he waved his little hand and giggled.
When Jiang Hengshu came back from get off work, he saw Fu Zhen still lying on the sofa with his eyes fixed on the front TV. He walked up to Fu Zhen and lowered his head to ask him: “Lying at home for a day?”
Only then did Fu Zhen notice that Jiang Hengshu had gone home, got up from the sofa, and nodded obediently to Jiang Hengshu.
“I asked you to go for a walk without leaving?”
“Well…that today…” Fu Zhen didn’t know how to say it himself, and finally let out an ah.
Jiang Hengshu knocked on his head, then stooped to pick up Cocoa sitting on his stomach, coaxed a few words, and sent it to the nanny’s hand. After returning, he pulled Fu Zhen from the sofa. Woke up: “Go out for a walk with me.”
Fu Zhen quickly got up from the sofa, took Jiang Hengshu’s arm, and bared his white teeth. He looked very obedient. Jiang Hengshu had already reached the health education class and swallowed back.
He said to Fu Zhen: “If you are bored at home alone, go to the company to find me. Don’t always stay at home without going out.”
“Hurrah.”
It was mainly because the people in Jiang Hengshu’s company knew that he was Mrs. Jiang. Every time he went to the company, they always came to watch him for a while, which made Fu Zhen very embarrassed.
It seems that he has to exercise his face to be able to enter and leave Jiang Hengshu’s company as if no one is in the world.
When Fu Zhen was looking for a screenwriter, he was notified that “White Castle” was nominated for several awards at the Golden Crane Film Festival, including best actor, best newcomer, and best director. As for whether he can get the award, he still has I didn’t know until I went to the film festival at the end of November.
But just nominating Fu Zhen is already very happy. This is an affirmation of his directorial level. The Golden Crane Award is considered to be the most authoritative movie award in China. Being nominated means that the “White Castle” he shot last year is really good. Of course If he could get an award back, he would be even more happy.
When Jiang Hengshu was interviewed by reporters recently, most of the questions from reporters focused on the relationship between him and Fu Zhen. Probably the reporters also found that the topic of him and Fu Zhen was always more attractive than the financial aspects.
A reporter asked Jiang Hengshu: “Mr. Jiang, I saw a chain hanging around your neck. May I ask you to hang the sign that appeared in the movie last year and engraved Changle Weiyang and looks unforgettable?”
Although Jiang Hengshu really wanted to show off the pendant around his neck to these reporters, this occasion was not quite right after all, and in the end he just nodded reservedly and said yes.
“Can you tell us how you and Dao Fu met?”
“I think he has already said this in the interview.”
The reporter didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with asking these questions as a staff member of a financial column. He then asked: “Guide Fu said he confessed first. Is it true?”
Jiang Hengshu nodded, speaking of this matter, he still regretted it a little bit. If he could find out earlier, he should come first, and it would save Fu Zhen himself from suffering so long.
“Then have your parents blocked this marriage?”
Jiang Hengshu shook his head, smiled and said no, and then continued, “I think today’s interview is not just about me and my lover?”
“Of course not.” The reporter noticed that he quickly changed the subject.
Mr. Jiang didn’t seem to have the slightest intention to come back with Madam Jiang. Jiang Hengshu was a little anxious during this period, so he would often ask Fu Zhen: “Have you found the screenwriter? When will the movie start?”
I’m afraid that Fu Zhen secretly ran out of town while he didn’t pay attention to play the role of the overbearing president and the escaped wife. The problem is that the work of the overbearing president can’t be delayed.
Fu Zhen shook his head. He had selected several screenwriters who had their own jobs during this period. He couldn’t take on new jobs. He could only write two sentences while continuing to find new screenwriters. Fu Zhenchang With a long sigh, he said to Jiang Hengshu, “I will look at the sketch again, and maybe I can find a suitable screenwriter.”
The classic sketches never go out of style. Although the sketches are not long, the story is not inferior to the movies. However, it is not easy to find a good sketch writer.
Although Jiang Hengshu was afraid that Fu Zhen would suddenly go out of town to film, he also hopes that he can find a suitable screenwriter as soon as possible: “Some friends grandpa knows who have made sketches, I will help you ask.”
“Good!” Fu Zhen sipped Jiang Hengshu’s lips.
Jiang Hengshu pursed his lips and smiled, “I went to work, are you going to the company with me or at home?”
Fu Zhen thought about it for a moment, then took Jiang Hengshu’s hand and went out with him.
Probably because Fu Zhen entered the company with Jiang Hengshu today, and few employees dared to stare at him. After entering the office, Fu Zhen took a laptop and sat on the sofa to work, and talked with Jiang Hengshu at noon. Going out for a meal, taking a walk, and digesting food, the time was much faster than when he was alone at home.
Back at the office at 1 pm, Fu Zhen sat down in front of the computer and never changed places. Jiang Hengshu looked up at him several times, but he didn’t notice it.
Jiang Heng couldn’t help being a little curious, so he walked over gently and asked him, “What are you doing?”