Jane Wei held her chin and thought for a while and said to me: "You can first look at the story setting, and then let's talk about whether her image is suitable for the spiritual connotation expressed in the literary and artistic path."

I nodded, then looked at the story setting about the "Legendary and Art Road". After only half of it, Le Yao's romantic but sad face appeared in my mind, and then it couldn't be gone. This feeling made me sure that this character is Le Yao. Others may be able to play it, but it must not be Le Yao's enlightenment. She has a kind of magic. Even if she doesn't speak, just looking at her, it seems like she is watching a story.

I closed the file and looked at me Jian Wei and asked, "What do you think now after reading this story setting?"

"I think if this story is really enabled to shoot micro-films, then this character must be Le Yao, unless we change to another form of expression."

Jian Wei nodded and said, "I have the same view as you. From the surface, Le Yao's marriage is not in line with the expression of the literary and artistic path, but the core plot of this story is that a woman with dreams meets a violin player on the literary and artistic path. After they have broken up and reunited, they finally got to know each other and fell in love, and achieved a beautiful love... Then, if we set the result of love as marriage, is it also a realistic cater and expression?"

After Jian Wei finished speaking, she looked at me with an expression that made me think by myself. After a while, I understood what she meant, and asked, "What do you mean? Let her fiancé Cao Jinfei join the filming of this micro-film? Play the violin player?"

"Don't you think this is a seamless expression? ...I think: putting aside their identities, such expression will also bring hope for love to many people. After all, they are really going to get married, and from a business perspective, there is nothing more interesting than this pair of combinations. It can be expected that the upcoming wedding of Le Yao and Cao Jinfei will occupy the entertainment page headlines of major media for a long time and become a hot topic in society. If our literary and artistic journey takes advantage of this ride-sharing, it will be twice the result with half the effort!"

I pondered for a while and replied, "...I agree with what you said, but no one can guarantee that Cao Jinfei will join the filming of this micro-film. As far as I know, this person has not even been publicly exposed in the media so far."

"You go and talk about it first. Maybe he will be interested in this micro-film?"

I was a little worried. In fact, at this time, I had deliberately kept a distance from Le Yao, so with this emotion, I lost my sense of business and didn't even think of the excellent creativity that let Cao Jinfei join the shooting.

Finally, I said to Jian Wei: "Then I'll ask them to talk, but I'll never force it... I hope you can also come up with a plan B as soon as possible. Once they don't want to, we will start the plan B, and strive to implement two important plans, namely music caravan tour and micro-film shooting, before the New Year."

Jian Wei nodded and replied, "Don't worry, I will ask the screenwriter to prepare two sets of micro-film scripts. If it really doesn't work, we will enable other first-line movie stars in China. Although the effect is a bit poor, there will be a sensational effect... By the way, music is also a very important part of micro-film. Who are you going to hand over to take over this music production?"

"Of course it's Robben."

......

After chatting with Jian Wei, it was already noon, but I did not stay at their company for work meals. I went to the "Empty City" music restaurant with the script settings of the micro-film. I hope I could complete the preparations before the micro-film filming as soon as possible, so I made an appointment with Robben to talk to him about the details of music production.

After a while, Robben arrived at the restaurant. Without saying a word, I handed him the story set I brought from Jane Wei, and then expressed his desire to personally take charge of the music production.

Robben looked through the story settings, and after a long time, he closed the folder and said to me: "It is worthy of being the story settings written by a top screenwriter. He knows your positioning of the literary and artistic path very well. The whole story reveals the true meaning of life in the ordinary... I just read the story settings, and I already have a lot of ideas about music production!"

I nodded and asked him again, "From your understanding of this story, who do you think is the most suitable heroine?"

Roben replied without thinking: "I only saw half of it. Le Yao's expression of expectation in confusion has already appeared in my mind. She is the best choice for the heroine, but... she is already getting married, and is there still the energy to care about troublesome things like Zhaoyang?"

I lit a cigarette and didn't know what to say, but Le Yao did promise me that she would join the filming of this micro-film before and after marriage, but there was an unavoidable guilt in my heart. Although this guilt seems unreasonable now, it is enough to control my behavior, making me unable to talk about this matter with Le Yao calmly, especially after learning about her identity, I know her better, who is not short of money. Joining the filming of the micro-film is purely for helping myself!

But reality is so helpless. But Le Yao is the actress who is most suitable for the literary and artistic path. We are destined to be unable to cut off our connection with each other in the shortest time... I am becoming more and more entangled. Maybe I really can't become the kind of person Fang Yuan hopes to use the resources around me, so I was so embarrassed. So in the troubles, I finally lit the first cigarette I smoked today.

......

While busy, I once again ushered in a night with a chill but deep feeling in a tired manner. Until this time, I had not taken the initiative to contact Le Yao and express my hope that Cao Jinfei would also participate in a micro-film. I always felt that this idea was too presumptuous.

I couldn't do this for the time being, so I became idle in this deep night, and then I subconsciously dominated the old city.

Standing in the center of this old city, Ye and the city seem to be deeper, but I don’t know whether it was the old city that made the night or the night that made the old city...

No matter who they fulfilled, I found a move that I had lost for a long time in this unstoppable depth. I once again took off the transparent film from the cigarette box, attached it to my eyes, and looked up at the sky in the cold moonlight.

I vaguely saw the outline of the city, but the raging wind seemed to tear the whole sky apart, so the city also swayed. I didn't want it to be torn into pieces in my sight. I quickly put down the film and looked at the real world, full of ruin and unfair world.

It seemed like I was driven by subconsciously, and I came to Xiaojun's flower shop again. It seemed that every time I saw her, I would forget the feeling of defeat in the old city. I was willing to tell her some of my own thoughts, because I have never encountered a more patient audience than her in this world.

There was already a small counter in the small flower shop at this time. I knew that Xiaojun bought it for future cigarettes. Although the counter was still empty, she herself was still busy standing among the flowers as usual.

I whispered to her, "Xiaojun, give me a pack of cigarettes."

Xiaojun then noticed my arrival, turned around and looked at me with a welcome look. Then he picked the best cigarette from the bag he carried with him and handed it to me, but refused to accept my money. Perhaps in her eyes, I am also a very short of money, otherwise, how could I always wander in this old city!

I took the cigarette from her hand, took out 20 yuan from her wallet while she was not careful, put it in her unzipped shoulder bag, and then found a small stool and sat down. Maybe she would have to wait for a while before closing the door.

At this time, Xiaojun took out two receipts for cross-border express delivery from the drawer and handed them to me. It turned out that she had helped me send flowers to Micai far away in the United States since the day before yesterday. I took them from her and expressed my gratitude to her. She smiled at me with the simplest smile, and then became busy again. When I looked at her back, I felt a trace of indescribable envy, because I saw a complete city in her busy and fulfilling back... Although her body was defective, the city in her heart was the most perfect!!

But my broken city is still under hard restoration. I don’t even know whether the restored city will be crystal clear in the sky that transformed into my heart by the end of this story!

While waiting for Xiaojun, I finally took out my cell phone and sent Le Yao a WeChat message, asking her if she had rested, but I didn’t know if I could overcome the guilt in her heart after she replied and told her: I hope Cao Jinfei would also participate in the micro-film idea.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Le Yao did not reply to my message. I could understand this. After all, she already has a fiancé. She is accompanied by her tonight. She will not always try to find the satisfaction of filling the emptiness in WeChat chats like before. So I put my phone back in my pocket, but my thinking habitually dispersed in the smoke emitted from my mouth...

I remembered Fang Yuan and the challenges he was about to face soon. I imagined myself as him and thought about how to make Zhuomei’s turnover twice that of Polygon on Christmas Day...
Chapter completed!