nyslfriends Chapter 156 I won't go tonight, the room is ready.
Chapter 156 I won't go tonight, the room is ready.
When Shen Zhiwei said this, not only Lu Ran was stunned, but even Shen Yuege was taken aback.
What's wrong with this old man today? He's never been this enthusiastic towards Lu Ran before.
"Dad." Seeing that Shen Zhiwei spoke to Lu Ran first, Shen Yuege called out with a hint of jealousy in her voice.
"Oh dear, come in first." Priscilla Chan smiled and pulled the two of them inside. "Yuege, you're back, why did you buy so much stuff?"
"Mom, Lu Ran picked this out. He said you like this brand of fruit," Shen Yuege said obediently, glancing at Lu Ran.
"Little Lu is so thoughtful." Chen Huixian glanced at Lu Ran, growing more and more fond of him the more she looked at him.
In the living room, Shen Zhiwei had already poured two glasses of baijiu. Seeing Lu Ran come over, he pushed one glass directly in front of him: "Here, have a drink!"
Lu Ran looked at the full glass of baijiu and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
Although he could hold his liquor, the glass of wine in front of him was at least two ounces, which made his scalp tingle a little after not drinking for a long time. But how could he not drink when his father-in-law offered him a toast!
"Dad, I'd like to toast you." Lu Ran picked up his glass and downed half of it in one gulp.
Shen Zhiwei's eyes lit up: "Great! That's great! Come on, eat up! Try the braised pork your aunt made especially for you!"
After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,
Shen Zhiwei started talking non-stop, from "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" to "Meteor Garden," from "Those Years, Those Rabbits, Those Things" to Shen Yuege's studio.
"Little Lu, I really didn't expect this." Shen Zhiwei patted Lu Ran's shoulder, his face already a little red. "When I introduced you to Xingyao, I just wanted to give you a job. But look at you now, it's only been half a year! You're doing incredibly well at Xingyao, Yuege's studio is up and running, and I heard even that kid from the Tan family is working for you..."
Lu Ran said modestly, "It's all thanks to you, Dad, for giving me this opportunity. If you hadn't arranged for me to join Xingyao, I don't know where I would be now."
"Hey, you can't say that." Shen Zhiwei waved his hand, then filled his and Lu Ran's glasses again. "I gave you the opportunity, but whether you can seize it is up to you. Those old guys at Xingyao, who would have thought much of you at first? And now? When Li Mo saw me, the first thing he said was, 'Old Shen, your son-in-law is something else!'"
He said this with obvious pride in his voice.
Lu Ran and Shen Yuege exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of a smile in each other's eyes.
It seems the old man is in a really good mood today.
For children, there is nothing more joyful than making their parents happy.
"Dad, please drink less," Shen Yuege advised.
"It's nothing! I'm happy today!" Shen Zhiwei took another sip. "Xiao Lu, do you know what I admire most about you?"
"What?"
"A keen eye!" Shen Zhiwei gave a thumbs up. "The timing of every project you chose was impeccable! 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' caught the resurgence of martial arts dramas, 'Meteor Garden' filled the void in campus dramas, and 'That Rabbit' was released when the government was heavily supporting animation, and hey, it just so happened to coincide with the rampant rise of Japanese animation, giving them a resounding slap in the face!"
When he got excited, Shen Zhiwei even gestured wildly: "Now everyone online says you're the industry trendsetter, that you can pinpoint exactly where you want to hit the mark!"
As Shen Zhiwei praised him more and more enthusiastically, even Lu Ran, who was thick-skinned, became a little embarrassed: "Dad, you flatter me. I was just lucky."
"Luck?" Shen Zhiwei shook his head, his expression suddenly turning serious. "Xiao Lu, let me tell you something. I've been in this industry for over thirty years, and I've seen too many talented people and too many lucky people. But you're the first person to combine talent and luck so well, with every step perfectly timed."
He took another sip of his drink, and his tone suddenly became somewhat wistful: "Sometimes when I look at you, it reminds me of my younger days. Back then, I felt like I was invincible, even that I could change the world..."
"Dad," Shen Yuege called softly, sensing the loneliness in her father's voice.
Shen Zhiwei waved his hand and continued, "But you can't deny getting old. In recent years, I've clearly felt myself falling behind the times. I'm increasingly unsure about what young people like to watch and how market trends are changing."
He looked at Lu Ran with a complicated expression: "Take Chen Ke, for example. He's been acting for half his life, without much success. But just before he was about to retire, he bumped into your 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' and suddenly became famous. Now he's a 'hero of the revival of martial arts dramas,' and he gets praised wherever he goes."
Lu Ran sensed the sourness in those words and understood the gist of it.
Sure enough, Shen Zhiwei continued, "I'm not jealous of him, really. I'm just a little envious. Who in our generation doesn't dream of being a martial arts hero? Who doesn't want to make a martial arts film that can stand the test of time? But right now, there are too few good martial arts scripts on the market, and even fewer that can be made well."
He poured himself another glass, and this time he didn't ask Lu Ran to accompany him; he drank it all in one gulp.
"Dad, please drink slowly," Shen Yuege said with some concern.
Priscilla Chan brought out some hangover soup from the kitchen and placed it on the table: "Let him talk, he's been holding it in for so long."
Shen Zhiwei wiped his face, looked at Lu Ran, and finally spoke his mind: "Little Lu, the reason I called you here today is because I have something to ask of you."
"Dad, just say so, as long as I can do it." Lu Ran immediately sat up straight.
"I..." Shen Zhiwei opened his mouth, seemingly hesitant to speak, but finally said it, "I also want to make a martial arts movie. Not a TV series, but a movie. The kind for the big screen."
His eyes shone with the dedication of a filmmaker: "It doesn't need to be too complicated, just a simple martial arts story, but with substance, flesh and blood, and the spirit of the martial arts world. I want to make a martial arts film that truly belongs to me before I retire."
Looking at the director in front of him, who was over fifty years old, Lu Ran was suddenly moved.
Shen Zhiwei is a highly experienced professional in the industry. He directed several commercially successful films in his early years, but he has been semi-retired for the past decade, only occasionally helping Xingyao oversee some key projects.
It turns out that he had always harbored such a dream in his heart.
"But good scripts are so hard to find," Shen Zhiwei said with a wry smile. "I contacted several well-known screenwriters, but they either asked for too much money or wrote the same old stuff. I also tried writing a few scripts myself, but none of them felt right."
He looked at Lu Ran, his eyes filled with expectation: "Lu Ran, I know you're busy. Yuege's studio is just starting out, 'The Return of the Condor Heroes' is in preparation, and 'That Rabbit' still needs a sequel... But if you have time, could you... take a look for me too? Or, do you know any screenwriters you could recommend?"
Lu Ran did not answer immediately.
He picked up his glass and slowly took a sip.
Shen Zhiwei looked at him nervously, like a student waiting for a teacher's comments.
Shen Yuege also held her breath; she truly wanted her father to fulfill this wish.
A few seconds later, Lu Ran put down his wine glass, looked at Shen Zhiwei, and said seriously, "Dad, there's no need to look for anyone else."
"Really?" Shen Zhiwei was delighted.
"I'll write the script for the martial arts film," Lu Ran said, emphasizing each word. "I wouldn't dare say it will surpass 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes,' but I guarantee it will be a good story. A good story that you'll make and that audiences will enjoy watching."
Shen Zhiwei's eyes lit up instantly: "Really?"
"Really," Lu Ran said with a smile. "But you'll have to give me some time. I've been really busy lately. But I promise you, I'll deliver the complete script to you within a month."
"Great! Great! Great!" Shen Zhiwei exclaimed excitedly, raising his glass. "Come on, let me toast you again!"
"Dad, you can't drink anymore," Shen Yuege quickly advised.
"Just one last drink! Just one more!" Shen Zhiwei was already slurring his words. "I'm so happy today! My son-in-law is going to write a script for me! What that old bastard Chen Ke has, I have now!"
Lu Ran drank the cup with him and started to feel dizzy.
This wine has a really strong aftereffect.
Seeing the old man and the young man both flushed from drinking, Chen Huixian shook her head helplessly and said to Shen Yuege, "Yuege, it's so late tonight, don't go back. Your dad is like this, and Xiao Lu has also drunk too much; it's not safe for them to drive. Just stay here; I've already prepared the room."
Upon hearing Priscilla Chan's words, Shen Yuege's heart tightened instantly.
not good.
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