Let me think about it

Chapter 48 47.46.45.44.43.

As expected, after the press conference, everyone was swiped by Mr. Chen, and they all praised the old man's momentum as before, and the younger he was, the younger he was.

The gossip reporters also struck while the iron was hot, so it was revealed that the action scenes of "Red Alert" were directed by the old man himself, but he was behind the scenes and didn't want people to know, so the crew didn't say anything.

As a result, the status of "Red Alert" has changed immediately. It was an unpopular film that failed at the box office before, but now it has been covered with the aura of Master Chen. Many talents have re-examined its artistic value. It was taken off the shelves, and the online copyright was immediately heated up, and was exclusively bought by a well-known website at a high price.

Ever since Mr. Li and Master Chen mentioned him publicly, no one has ever privately discussed and questioned Zheng Feng's ability. According to Xu Zichen, these people are nothing but fools, and if they really stand up and shout, they will be ashamed. I was too scared to make a sound.

Zheng Feng received a huge surprise on the day the machine was started.

"Are you ready?" In the evening, the crew finished the day's filming. Du Wei blindfolded him, and several people helped him to an open space not far away.

"It's in the middle of the night, isn't it for some prank?" Zheng Feng didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd.

"You will definitely like it." Du Wei made a hissing expression to the people around him, and then said with a smile: "The countdown is starting, ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Zheng Feng felt as if there was a slight light around him.

"Six...five..."

"Four, three, two, one!"

The moment Du Wei put down his hands, a bright red firework flew into the sky with a whoosh, exploding brilliantly under the moonlight.

"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~" When gentle and harmonious singing sounded around, Zheng Feng was surprised to realize that he had been wrapped in a huge circle.

"Zheng Feng, today is your birthday." Du Wei looked at him clearly, "I knew you must have forgotten again, right?"

"I..." Zheng Feng was too excited to speak.Standing around were the staff during the day, and even more fans he had never met but were extremely familiar with.

"I was also surprised at first. They were discussing to give you a surprise. You must not say it, so they found me." Du Wei smiled slightly: "Zheng Feng, happy birthday."

"Happy birthday!" Many people rushed towards Zheng Feng with big kites in their hands.

From the beginning when he came to this era alone, surrounded by everyone, Zheng Feng felt satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

"Dada." When returning to the hotel with gifts and greeting cards from enthusiastic fans, Du Wei said mysteriously: "Here is your package."

"You gave it to me?" Zheng Feng blinked, his black eyes sparkling.

"No." The other party smiled, "It was sent by Li Yuan."

Zheng Feng was surprised, it turned out that he still remembered.

"Take it apart and take a look. You are also very tired today, so I won't bother you. Take a good rest." Du Wei said and closed the door.

Zheng Feng first put the things sent by the fans in the corner, and then sat on the corner of the bed with the package in his arms.

Li Yuan, what can he give himself?Could it be a diamond ring or something?But he is not a girl.Could it be a mysterious map, when Zheng Feng followed the above route, he would find Li Yuan holding a large bouquet of roses standing in the middle of the candlelight? !

Zheng Feng imagined that scene, um... how should I put it, although it is old-fashioned, it still feels so romantic...

With both excitement and nervousness, Zheng Feng unwrapped the bow on the package in one go.

A light-colored piece of paper was quietly placed at the bottom of the box.

Zheng Feng felt that the blood all over his body was startled, and it really was what he thought!

Zheng Feng quickly took out the piece of paper and covered it to his chest, as if he was afraid of being seen by someone, he circled around furtively from left to right.

Ahhh, follow the direction on the map and you will see Li Yuan soon... Three, two, one, open! ＼(*▽`)／

Zheng Feng took a deep breath and opened the piece of paper abruptly.

Hey wait, something seems wrong?

"..." д╬

"..."ΩДΩ

Zheng Feng almost lost his breath after seeing the above content clearly.

What Li Yuan sent was just a piece of office paper with four words written squarely on it with a marker pen.

happy Birthday.

#李远You just wait and see if I won't be able to get into your bed in the future, right? #

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After celebrating his birthday, Zheng Feng devoted himself to the filming of "Jiangshan" for a whole month.

Although Mr. Li usually looks easy to get along with, and seems to be a bit funny, but he is not like that at all when it comes to film work, and he even says that he is harsh on the details of the actors' expressions.

Zheng Feng can probably understand why the film he personally directed can gain both fame and fortune, because Mr. Li is not making a film at all.

It's like he's dealing with an art.

That's right, art. When Zheng Feng saw the grand and brilliant scene under the camera, the angle between the light and the actors' cheeks was almost perfect, and the complicated and gorgeous bright yellow costumes set off the tall and straight figure of the young emperor, he even doubted for a moment. After all, the character is not himself.

Maybe it's really because the whole story is too full, and Mr. Li has to think carefully about every frame in it.

The amiable and respectable Master Chen will occasionally come to visit the set. Although "Jiangshan" does not have as high requirements for action scenes as the previous one, he will still mention a few words, so that Zheng Feng must not relax his vigilance at any point. With all the efforts of everyone, Zheng Feng almost saw a milestone work being born slowly.

Until one day, Mr. Li did not come to the set as usual.

Everyone talked a lot, obviously Mr. Li would insist on watching the filming even when he was suffering from a high fever, this habit will come rain or shine.

"Looks like something really happened this time," he heard them say.

What can be the matter?Zheng Feng was puzzled, he called Mr. Li, but no one answered.

The day in the rumors seems to be extremely long. Zheng Feng sat on a stone on the hill not far away at dusk and looked at the sky. The dark clouds seemed to be overwhelmed, which made people feel a little uneasy. premonition.

Then he saw Li Yuan.

Zheng Feng rubbed his eyes and checked again and again. He was indeed right. It was really Li Yuan. He was wearing a black windbreaker and standing among the noisy crowd. His dark eyes looked at him like the afterglow of the setting sun. The next hazy blur of light.

Zheng Feng got up slowly, wondering what he was doing here, but he couldn't say it.

Because the next moment, Li Yuan walked up and put a hand on his shoulder, with a tiredness in his familiar voice.

"Zheng Feng, listen, you must calm down."

"Master Chen...he passed away."

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On the day of the old man's funeral, it snowed heavily in the city.

In order to commemorate Master Chen, "Jiangshan" did not start work for a whole day, and all the staff came to the scene on their own initiative.

When he stepped into the entertainment industry when he was young, he immediately came into contact with the martial arts career that he has devoted his whole life to. During his professional career of more than forty years, his apprentices are all over the circle.At the memorial service, big and small stars, directors and artists who had worked together came forward to mourn and pay tribute.

He has no offspring, or once had, and the plain wreaths and elegiac couplets piled up in the museum silently tell the turbulent and brilliant life of this venerable predecessor.

Lu Xiao was unable to attend in person, but he entrusted Zheng Feng to present Zheju.

Pale and clean snowflakes fell, and a long queue formed in the crowd. Zheng Feng and Li Yuan, wearing black suits, walked into the hall ahead of time under the signal of the staff.There were already reporters waiting there, their expressions were equally solemn, and they were just taking photos and reporting as a courtesy.

The mourning hall of Mr. Chen is plain and simple, and the old man in the photo has a kind smile on his face, as if he was still the same as before.

Zheng Feng endured his grief and bowed deeply to the portrait.

I still remember the last time I talked to Master Chen alone, his health was already a little bad, the old man looked at him with some regret, and he would always remember the way he shook his head.

He said, you are still too young to understand what is most important.

After returning from the funeral, Zheng Feng didn't speak for a long time.

If you leave, you probably have nothing left, right?

Friends who used to be in the entertainment industry came to visit one after another, Meng Tian, ​​Qi Qi, and even Xia Luo.

It seems that in the face of death, all past disputes and faults can be easily forgiven.

The news that Zheng Feng was depressed because of Master Chen's death reached the ears of the media, but this time most of the outsiders' comments were concerned.

"Zheng Feng, come on." Charlotte once said to him.

"Although sometimes I really hate you, and you always grab the show with me, but it seems that because of this, the two of us are always in the headlines." His eyes narrowed, "We've been dating for a long time, and it's almost time for a blind date." In love."

Under such circumstances, City S finally ushered in the biggest snowfall this year.

The sporadic wind blowing, chilly, rolled up obscure fallen leaves.

"I've been watching it all day, what are you thinking about?" Li Yuan handed him a glass of water with just the right temperature, probably because the temperature was too low on the day of the funeral, and Zheng Feng had been catching a cold since he came back.

"Li Yuan." Zheng Feng raised his head and looked at him suddenly: "Do you think there will be a day when one of us will leave everyone and leave quietly like Master Chen?"

"Why do you ask that suddenly?" Li Yuan was slightly taken aback.

"It just suddenly felt like this is normal. You didn't know me a year ago, and I never thought that I would meet you. Then we stopped in each other's life for a while."

Li Yuan smiled, this smile seemed blurred and hazy in the cold winter fog.

He stretched out a hand to wrap him gently in his arms, his voice seemed to be reading a medieval fairy tale.

"Zheng Feng, you have grown up."