Chapter 256 It’s rude to bully your neighbors

"I'll look for it, and if I can't find it, I'll destroy it, or I'll have to start over again."

Zhong Canan seemed to be immersed in it, and he immediately asked.

"But everything you are accustomed to, everything in your subconscious, even the world view is false. You don't know what the price will be to break it all. How do you face this unknown?"

"So what?" Yan Fuguang's answer would not change because of this, "No matter how high the price is, it is better than becoming an uncontrollable puppet."

"If the real world is equally hypocritical, boring, and even more painful, would you still choose to break the original stability?"

Yan Fuguang smiled: "If falsehood can make me happy, then I won't want to go out. Wanting to go out means that only truth can make me happy."

Such questions will never have a second answer for her.

She smiled and said: "Even the false world is not perfect, so why should we demand that the real world be perfect?"

Zhong Canan was listening to her answer and observing Yan Fuguang.

His keen insight gives him excellent directorial talent, and also allows him to accurately judge whether the actor and the character are compatible.

He felt that Yan Fuguang had a very contradictory temperament. Her gentle smile could not conceal her decisiveness and courage. Sometimes this decisiveness could even be described as sharp.

If he only looked at his appearance, he could hardly imagine what kind of character Yan Fuguang would be.

Zhong Canan grew up under the influence of both Chinese and Western cultures. His aesthetics is not particularly biased. He can appreciate both Western beauties and Eastern styles.

Over the years, he has also worked with countless actresses, who come from all over the world and have their own styles.

But even after seeing so much, Zhong Canan was still amazed by Yan Fuguang's appearance. How could the Creator love a person so much? Her fingertips, hair, and even her eyes could attract people.

This is why he said Yan Fuguang was too beautiful when they met her.

But I don’t know if Yan Fuguang did it intentionally. After the two chatted for such a long time, Zhong Canan found that only about 20% of his attention stayed on Yan Fuguang’s appearance, and the other 80% was firmly attracted by her words.

, moving forward with her thoughts.

And he didn’t even realize it during the conversation!

This ability is really rare for someone with such a beautiful appearance.

Zhong Canan suddenly praised: "You and I think very differently."

"Actually, Director Zhong thought differently than I did." Yan Fuguang took a sip of coffee and smiled.

Zhong Jianan felt that he had missed a very important point, which was that Yan Fuguang was not as reserved as ordinary young actors, especially when facing him.

It is not modest to say that with Zhong Canan's status, he can choose from anywhere in the world, and the actors will be happy to work with such a powerful and famous director, but even so, Yan Fuguang's attitude towards him remains the same.

Very natural.

It won't appear disrespectful, nor will it make the atmosphere too stiff, like a tense interview scene.

Originally, Zhong Canan thought that the conversation would end happily no matter what, for Mo Yun's sake, but after more than twenty minutes passed, his previous worries were obviously unnecessary.

He is now really interested in Yan Fuguang.

Zhong Canan asked curiously: "Really? What do you think I am?"

"I thought Director Zhong would let me try out for acting, or act in something casually, but I didn't expect that you would directly talk about your new movie."

Zhong Canan raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed: "Miss Yan is very smart!"

"After all, the concept you proposed is very specific and it is difficult for people not to associate it with it."

Yan Fuguang also believed in his ability to see people. Zhong Jianan didn't seem to like beating around the bush, at least today he chose to go straight.

Zhong Canan did not answer this question, but the smile in his eyes did not diminish: "A Yun should be very satisfied with being able to sign you."

Facing Yan Fuguang's gaze, Zhong Canan continued: "It's hard to find an actor who is mature and calm, has his own ideas, is good at communication, and is young."

Although the topic started because of Mo Yun, the admiration for Yan Fuguang was self-evident in his words.

Yan Fuguang found that the two people did not seem to be as unfamiliar with each other as Mo Yun said, but only the person involved knew best about emotional matters.

Canaan Chung was very talkative, and later asked when "Edge of the World" would premiere, saying that he would definitely go and watch it if he had time.

When Mo Yun came back, she was relieved to see the two of them chatting happily. With an artist like Yan Fuguang, the manager was indeed very worry-free.

That night, the three of them had a meal together in a magnificent Chinese restaurant, and this time it was Yan Fuguang who said goodbye first, thinking that these "old friends" who had not seen each other for twenty years should have something to say.

On the way back to the hotel, Yan Fuguang asked about the itinerary for the next few days.

Jiang Chanzhi, who guest-starred as a temporary assistant, had already arranged everything in order.

"We have made an appointment at the racecourse. You can go there anytime tomorrow afternoon."

"Is the new Marseille in two days? Will it be inconvenient to go there before the game?" Yan Fuguang asked.

Yan Fuguang knows very well about the habits of horses. If the foal is very sensitive, it is best not to contact strangers before the race, so as to allow the horse to transition smoothly to the competition state.

Jiang Chanzhi pursed her lips and smiled, and quickly called up a video for Yan Fuguang to watch.

I saw a foreign man in riding clothes talking to a brown and black horse in English.

"Eclipse, it's rude to bully your neighbors, what do you think?"

The horse's ears moved and its tail flicked, apparently hearing the man's words, but its head remained motionless and it didn't respond in any way except blinking.

The man sighed again and again while patting the horse's head and continued to reason with it.

"Eclipse, you are almost three years old, and you are about to go to the competition. You can't be so naughty anymore! You can't cheat and skip training just to eat more snacks, you can't steal the neighbor's carrots, and you can't kick the neighbor before setting off.

Horses on the track are not allowed to stick out their tongues at their opponents after crossing the line. They are not allowed to..."

The man rambled a lot, and Sun Eclipse turned a deaf ear to it at the beginning and became a little impatient. He snorted at the man and, if I read it right, even rolled his eyes.

Yan Fuguang finally knew why Jiang Chanzhi showed her the video.

Obviously, Eclipse is not only insensitive, but also lively and naughty, fighting wits and courage with the jockey all day long.

I think if this horse didn't have such a personality, the meeting would definitely be arranged after the race.

"Then let's do it tomorrow. Are there any snacks it can eat?"

Jiang Chanzhi rarely saw Yan Fuguang show extra interest in anything. Fortunately, she had asked about these things in advance.

"Eclipses love mints."

It's not new that horses love sweets, but mints are indeed a unique hobby.
Chapter completed!