As soon as he finished speaking, the man nimbly opened the car door and jumped out, blocking the way of the black hover car with three steps at a time and two steps at a time.
The man driving the car had a blue dragon tattooed on his arm. He was overjoyed to see Xiao Gu: "What did you ask me to do?"
Xiaogu said dryly: "It's nothing. Thank you for your support, brother, but the police station really has regulations and cannot take anything from the people. Brother, please take your things back."
He pointed to the back of the police box, where several boxes were hidden. The box was in a blind spot. If you didn't go around it, you wouldn't be able to see it. Unexpectedly, Xiao Gu discovered it at a glance.
Officer Curly Hair also came over and told him seriously: "It's you again, this is the fourth time!"
The tattooed brother perked up and looked at them with bright eyes.
"How did you find out? You also know that I have been here four times!" The elder brother became more energetic and patted the steering wheel excitedly. "Could it be like what was shown in the movie, through my body language, eyes, or other evidence? ?”
The two police officers looked at him expressionlessly, and the tattooed brother looked back with excitement.
This strange pair attracted countless passers-by.
The curly-haired senior police officer took a deep breath, pointed at the camera at the door, and motioned for him to look at his headset.
There is an artificial intelligence broadcast coming from inside, and even where the eldest brother is from can be found out clearly.
The tattooed brother choked for a long time, then nodded sadly: "So that's it."
…
In October, films and TV shows from the Han and Tang dynasties were blooming everywhere. The Film and Television Association organized a gathering specifically to address this situation.
Yu Jing was also invited.
The young director has organized several wedding banquets, but is still very curious about officially organized banquets.
The Film and Television Association had generously purchased the entire Yuanbao Club. When Yu Jing arrived, many gold medal directors had already arrived.
"Director Jing, here we come."
"Come and sit down, do you know how to drink?"
"Today's meal is all about food and clothing by yourself. Can Director Jing know how to barbecue?"
On the green grass, a group of pot-bellied people were laughing and laughing, slumped on chairs and looking shapeless. If the outside world saw it, everyone's jaws might be shocked.
Yu Jing greeted them loudly and strolled over to Ji Chengye's place.
"Old man Ji, why do you suddenly want everyone to get together?"
Ji Chengye, who was having a barbecue with a smile, jumped up from his chair and cursed: "Little bastard, can't you learn to respect the elderly and love the young?"
Yu Jing responded directly: "I'm sorry, I can't fall in love with that face of yours."
Ye Binhai was laughing nearby. The two of them would quarrel whenever they met. He was used to it and now he could watch the show without changing his expression.
Yu Jing unceremoniously took a skewer of barbecue and put it into his mouth, giving Ye Binhai a thumbs up: "It's delicious."
"This is baked by Lao Ji." Ye Binhai winked at him.
Yu Jing paused and stared at the kebab in his hand with a look of surprise.
Just when Ji Chengye thought he would praise himself or put down the skewers, the little director ate even more happily.
When the people were almost here, Ji Chengye stood on a chair and spoke to everyone with a loudspeaker.
The old man had a vigorous figure and scurried up like a monkey. Yu Jing was stunned but did not stop him.
He was obviously drunk, and there were two red spots on his wrinkled face. He clapped his hands in an inconsistent manner: "Well done everyone! This battle was fought beautifully. Who said we can't make a historical drama! That bastard Robert He was mocking Donghua for not being able to go far, and now his face is swollen from our beatings!"
Ji Chengye was not the only one who drank. Others also took a few sips. A few words made their blood boil and they screamed on the lawn.
"Bullshit Solan! We, Donghua, are full of talents and can go further than them!"
"In the future, I will make more historical dramas to introduce to you the heroes who are buried in the torrent of history."
"I heard that Huixing has begun to restore Chang'an City. I must go and take a look when I have time. Who said we can only fantasize about China!"
Yu Jing is surrounded by a circle of people, all of whom are well-known figures in the director circle.
There is Ping Yi, the veteran who is second only to Ji Chengye, Miao Guan who is the King of Horrors, Xu Anxian who has won numerous awards for her literary films, and Guan Yufei who co-produced the Spring Festival Gala.
In addition to a few old directors who had chatted with each other, someone counted on their fingers, and almost all the top ten big names in the director circle were there.
The way everyone looked at Yu Jing immediately changed.
In the past, they would have been jealous, dissatisfied, and muttered to Yu Jing why he was there.
But as soon as the October costume drama came out, everyone present realized the gap between them and Yu Jing.
This is the case with Guan Yufei.
He is only twenty years older than Yu Jing. Before Yu Jing came into being, he was a famous genius in the director circle.
As soon as Yu Jing came out, the light like the rising sun made him dim.
When dreaming back at midnight, Guan Yufei occasionally thought that Yu Jing only became famous through costume dramas. If they were on the same starting line, he would definitely be no worse than Yu Jing.
But the Han and Tang costume dramas in October knocked his pride to pieces.
Ancient books and materials that have been certified by the institute, the Chinese fever that is rising throughout Donghua, and you can also watch Yu Jing's movies and TV series to get a sense of ancient times.
These three conditions almost put the road to success in front of them, and climbing the ladder is just that.
Facts have proved that his costume drama is indeed very good, and the box office has broken previous records.
Just when Guan Yufei was complacent and thought he could compare with Yu Jing, [Di Renjie's Wooden Puppet] appeared and slapped him hard in the face.
Let's look at the timing of the movie's release. At that time, more than 50 Han and Tang movies had been released. The audience had visual fatigue and kept complaining on the Internet.
[Wooden Puppet] It was in such an environment that was not conducive to it that it managed to break out of the sky and even suppressed everyone below!
Anyone else would never be able to do it.
In the past, you could comfort yourself by saying that Yu Jing understands China. Now that they are standing on the same starting line, they still can't compare to others. It's purely due to lack of ability and nothing else.
Not only Guan Yufei thinks this way, but others also think so.
Most people can afford to lose and let go, so Yu Jing was warmly welcomed as soon as she came.
"Hahaha, our Director Jing is still a good baby. Why don't you drink at this age?" A fat uncle patted his belly happily.
Someone stuffed Yu Jing with a skewer of barbecued meat and glanced at the fat uncle: "Fat Zhang, don't bring up the kid, he's still young."
"That's right, come on, let's drink. Don't drink it when you catch someone."
Yu Jing naturally felt the goodwill of this group of people and said loudly: "Who said I can't drink."
Seeing everyone looking over, the young director said slowly: "It's okay to take a few sips. After all, no one dares to give the director wine."
Everyone was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.
Fatty Zhang smiled while pouring wine for Yu Jing. The alcohol content was very low, almost like fruit wine: "It's interesting. Let's have one. Barbecue must be paired with wine to be enjoyable."
Seeing that Yu Jing had finished it all, the fat uncle cheered loudly and handed over two skewers of pork belly: "Eat quickly, or they will all be eaten by a group of animals."
"Fat Zhang, who are you calling an animal?" The person next to him laughed and scolded.
"I'll scold whoever eats too much. I've never seen you put three skewers in your mouth and pop them together. You have such a big mouth."
Everyone laughed louder, and when they looked down, most of the food on the barbecue grill was gone. When they came out to a party, they all wanted to eat all the food, so they immediately pounced on the remaining barbecue.
Yu Jing was eating slowly next to him. After eating, others would grab it for him, waiting to be served like an emperor.
Seeing this, Miao Guan said sourly: "We are all working together, why is no one snatching it from me?"
Yu Jing made a move, silently speeding up his chewing, and wiped out the remaining food, only to receive a heartless laugh and curse.
Ping Yi was shaking his head next to him: "He is still young. In the future, the director circle will rely on young people to support itself. Why don't you eat more?"
At the end of the party, Yu Jing was also drunk and sat in the middle of the lawn. Others surrounded him, quietly listening to him like a student.
"Actually, the audience is right. During the October costume feast, the subjects taken by everyone are too single. Don't always focus on the court, the battlefield, and the harem. You can focus on other departments like me."
"Dali Temple can detect various cases, the Ministry of Industry can develop tools for disaster relief and flood control, the Censor's Stand can give direct advice, and Guanglu Temple has delicacies..."
"The protagonist does not necessarily have to be an emperor or a general. A small person also has a life of a small person. He can use his imagination on the basis of history... You guys, your thoughts have been imprisoned for too long. You need to change!"
In the end, it became the little director’s nagging complaints.
Many directors' eyes became brighter and brighter, and their faces turned red after just a few words.
I was both ashamed and excited.
Yu Jing opened another door for them.
Guan Yufei screamed and threw himself directly on Yu Jing and hugged him tightly: "Thank you, Director Jing, for the tip. I will definitely repay you like a cow in the future."
Yu Jing was so strangled that he rolled his eyes and beat the back of his hand desperately: "Let go..."
Seeing this, other people rushed over in a hurry, and for a while, the entire lawn was roaring with chickens and dogs jumping.
Ji Chengye and the other nine elders were afraid that everyone would be uncomfortable, so they did not go over and just stood in the distance and watched the scene quietly.
Ye Binhai controlled the wheelchair and stood side by side with him. He smiled softly, and his old voice was full of relief: "You should be relieved now."
Ji Chengye didn't say anything, just snorted.
…
After the party ended, Yu Jing walked slowly towards the garage. If you look carefully, you will find that his steps are a bit crooked.
Ji Chengye shouted from behind: "If you drive a self-driving car, if you dare to drink and drive, I will report you tomorrow!"
Yu Jing made a face at him, greased her feet, got into the car and closed the door in one go, turned on the autopilot and fastened her seat belt.
When entering the destination, the young director subconsciously chose the villa area halfway up the mountain.
Suddenly, he chuckled and changed his destination to Pei Yi's Broken Star Tower.
Alcohol made his brain very excited, eager to see his lover.
Before Pei Yi got off work, the hover car turned and headed towards the Broken Star Tower in the city center.
Once there, Yu Jing climbed up from the exclusive elevator to the 70th floor with familiarity.
When Meng Ge came out of the office, his hands shook in fright when he saw him, and all the documents were scattered.
"What's wrong with you?" Yu Jing staggered to help him pick it up.
Meng Ge laughed dryly: "It's okay, why did you come here suddenly?"
