MTL - Low Key Star-Chapter 205 [205] No money! no money!

  Chapter 205 [205] No money! no money!

Hearing his daughter's voice, Lin Canghai subconsciously wanted to hide the booklet in his hand, but Lin was still behind him, so he couldn't hide it in time, so he was quick to think, and immediately stuffed the booklet he was holding between the two of them. In the arms of his daughter-in-law, he turned his head and replied calmly: "No reason... Your mother is reading a novel written by Zhang Yang."

Lin still wrinkled his nose like a search-and-rescue dog, trying to hold back his laughter, but failed, so he tried hard not to laugh too arrogantly, nodded his head, walked behind the sofa, bent over Leaning in front of Su Hui, "Mom, how's it going, does it look good?"

Su Hui glanced at Lin Canghai vaguely, passed a look of "You are very courageous now" without leaving a trace, nodded lightly, and said: "The writing is good, I have seen the present in one breath since I finished eating. .”

   "Dad, did you hear that?"

Lin Yiran became happy all of a sudden, and wanted to turn over on the back of the sofa. Su Hui knocked her on the head angrily. At first, I also felt that science fiction was not easy to write, if he hadn’t been looking for professors of various majors in the school for advice these days..."

Listening to her daughter's words, Su Hui felt a little familiar. She remembered that it was Zhang Yang's mother who said a year ago before the start of the third year of high school: "At first, my father and I didn't believe it, and even showed us the draft he typed. ..."

  How long has it been?

   How long has it been!

  Lin still talked about Zhang Yang’s psychological journey and Zhang Yang’s hard work since Zhang Yang said he wanted to write "Three-Body Problem".

  Lin Canghai said: "What "you", only your mother watched it. "

  Lin still continued to ask: "Have you finished reading?"

"No."

  Su Hui glanced at Lin Canghai, opened the booklet and continued to look down. Lin Canghai looked at his wife, then at his daughter, and stood up, "I'm going upstairs."

  Lin still asked: "Dad, don't you want to watch it?"

   "I'll watch it when I have time."

Lin Canghai shook his head, and was about to leave, but Lin Yiran hurried over to grab him, grabbed his father's arm and pushed him beside his mother, "Look, look, I wrote it for you, today If you don’t read it, it’s not a birthday present.”

  Lin Canghai still wanted to get up, but Lin still held him tight, and said coquettishly, "Oh, I beg you, let's watch it, watch it with my mother."

  Lin Canghai said helplessly: "Okay, okay, let me see, let me see, let go first, you are such a big man, you are still like a child."

  Lin still smiled, and ran to sit on the other side of Su Hui, poked his head to look over, Su Hui asked, "Haven't you already seen it?"

   "Let me see where you see."

  Lin still looked at what her parents saw, and saw that Wei Cheng was telling the past. She was deeply impressed by this passage, especially the sentence Shen Yufei said when she knelt down to the Buddha statue: "Buddha protects my Lord from the sea of ​​suffering."

  When she saw this sentence at the time, she only thought it was weird, and after the interpretation by the elders of the temple, she was even more shocked. According to Zhang Yang, it was frightening to think carefully: "Her master is real."

Arriving here, in fact, the dark line of the "Three-Body Problem" has gradually become clear. Both Lin Canghai and Su Hui are very good at thinking. It's a human traitor... This setting is quite novel."

  Lin Canghai really wanted to say "Look at the sky from a well", but because of his daughter-in-law's face and his daughter-in-law's majesty, he didn't have the nerve to refute, so he curled his lips to express his disapproval.

Soon Wang Miao entered the game "Three-Body Problem" again. The "Newton" in the game came to Qin Shihuang, and 30 million soldiers of the Qin State formed a "human column computer" to perform calculations. Rao is based on Lin Canghai's " "Reading Age", I also feel that my eyes are bright.

  Su Hui was obviously also shocked by this idea, took a light breath, and said with emotion: "How did he think of it?"

  Lin still could not help but curl up his mouth, a little proud, but embarrassed to show it, and said with a sweet smile: "I don't know...but can this kind of human computer really be realized?"

  Su Hui smiled and said: "It is feasible, but it has no practical value."

  Lin Canghai said: "Not only is there no practical value, it is too wasteful to treat a person as a bit to do calculations."

  Su Hui smiled and said: "According to the background in the book, don't overestimate the calculation ability of ordinary soldiers."

  Lin Canghai said: "Then we can't all press the limit?"

  Lin still rolled his eyes and said, "Zhang Yang is writing novels, not running a business."

  Lin Canghai was about to continue to criticize and improve, but he had no choice but to hold back the rest of his words, and said, "Keep watching."

  The offline gathering of the "Three-body" game confirmed the existence of the three-body people and the fact that they will invade the earth, and then Wang Miao's experience in the game also confirmed this matter.

   "The only way out for the Trisolaran civilization is to take a gamble with this universe."

   "Fly out of the Trisolaran galaxy, fly to the vast sea of ​​stars, and look for a new world in the Milky Way where you can immigrate!"

  After 1892 reincarnations, 192 times of destruction, rebirth, hard work and despair, the Trisolaran civilization finally determined the only direction of survival.

  Wang Miao wanted to log in again to watch the follow-up movement of the Three-Body Civilization, but the game reminded that there was an emergency and went directly to the last scene of the game.

  Lin Canghai waited for his daughter-in-law to finish reading, quickly turned a page, and found... It was gone.

   Holding his breath in his chest, he really wanted to hit someone.

  He looked at Lin Yiran, Su Hui also looked at his daughter, Lin Yiran looked at his parents, and said innocently: "I only see this, he is working, and I am too embarrassed to disturb him."

  Lin Canghai took two deep breaths, stood up and said, "It's nothing, then wait for him to finish his work and write."

  Lin still smiled: "I will help you find him to remind you."

  Lin Canghai dissatisfied: "What is a reminder? Isn't this what your mother likes to read."

  Su Hui rolled his eyes and asked Lin Yiran: "Has anyone read this "Three-Body Problem"?"

   "Not counting himself, just the three of us."

  Lin still shook his head, and said in doubt: "Han Chuang seems to only be a martial artist?"

  Su Hui stretched his waist, and said with a smile: "It's only for martial arts, but there are science fiction magazines. You can try to select this book. It should have a good response... He won't be planning to publish it under the name of Zhang Muzhi, right?"

  Lin still pouted and said: "I just told him last weekend, this week he is busy collecting materials, conceiving ideas, and going to class every day, how can he have time to think about these?"

  Lin Canghai smiled and said: "Okay, don't confess your love for him, but say thank you to him for me, you have a heart."

  Lin still inexplicably thought that when Zhang Yang's parents came to the capital to record the audio super, Lin Yiran's mother also said "I have a heart", and sweetly replied: "Okay."

  Looking at his daughter's sweet smile, Lin Canghai felt a little sour, and said, "Also, let him write more and talk less about love when he has time."

  Lin still went upstairs to practice playing the piano, and before hearing any news from Zhang Yang, he sent him a message, telling him that his parents liked to watch it, so that he could continue writing or submit articles when he was free.

It wasn't until late in the evening that Zhang Yang replied to her, Lin still didn't complain that he only replied at this time, on the contrary, he felt a little sorry that he had been busy for so long and didn't care about the novel, so he asked, "Have you finished your work yet? "

  Zhang Yang: "It's almost done, I'll finish it with one more shot later."

  Lin Yiran: "You still call it a finale?"

   Zhang Yang: "Can't the MV be called a finale?"

  Lin Yiran: "[Arrogance]"

  Lin Yiran: "Then are you coming back tonight?"

  Zhang Yang: "Come back, but it should be close to zero, you go to bed first."

  Lin Yiran: "It's okay, just tell me when you arrive, my phone is muted, and I can see it when I wake up in the middle of the night."

  Zhang Yang: "Well, help me say happy birthday to my uncle."

  Lin Yiran: "Yes."

   Zhang Yang: "What are you doing?"

  Lin Yiran: "Accompany my dad's guests and listen to them praise you."

   Zhang Yang: "Is my fan base so wide?"

  Lin Yiran: "[White Eyes]"

  Lin Yiran: "It's the League of Legends. Uncle is telling you that you are very discerning."

   Zhang Yang: "Your parents don't think it's good that I entrap the next generation of the motherland."

  Lin Yiran: "It seems to make sense."

   Zhang Yang: "Nonsense, I obviously want to promote traditional culture."

Lin Yiran: "I saw a speculation on the Internet, saying that you might want to write Xiaolongnu to death, and then let Guo Xiang marry Yang Guo. The age gap between the two is a bit big, but it was normal in that era, and Guo Yang could be fulfilled." Thirty favors from the two families...you really don't intend to do this, do you?"

  Zhang Yang sent an emoji of "It's not me! I never said that!"

  Lin Yiran: "Actually, I think this is pretty good."

   Zhang Yang: "Don't bomb me, Xiaolongnu won't die."

  Lin Yiran: "Cheat [knock]"

  Lin Yiran: "I'm serious, don't you think Guo Xiang is cute?"

   Zhang Yang: "Aren't you the Dragon Girl Party?"

  Lin Yiran: "I betrayed."

  Lin Yiran: "Yang Guo belongs to Guo Xiang!"

   Zhang Yang: "..."

   After chatting for a while, Zhang Yang went to take another shot, which was a scene of fighting in battle. Considering Mei Changsu's position, Zhang Yang naturally didn't do it himself, but needed a background of fighting to set off his military uniform.

  The filming went quite smoothly, and it took only two passes. The filming of the entire "Chrysanthemum Terrace" MV was declared over, and the entire crew had a meal together.

Wei Xiang and Zhang Yang have already filmed nearly ten MVs, and they have a good impression of each other. They chatted during the meeting and were quite emotional. They said that they have been filming an MV for two years. This is the first time I have seen such an MV. I look forward to collaborating again in the future. Opportunity.

   Zhang Yang has a good impression of her. Apart from passing the test of ability, the more important point is good communication. For this reason, he once thought of asking Wei Xiang to co-produce a TV series, but after thinking about it calmly, he gave up this too risky idea.

Although Wei Xiang is a woman, she has a good capacity for alcohol, and most of the toasts are drunk until the glass dries up. Later, she probably felt a little drunk. Talking about her previous experience, she said that she once went abroad to work alone for five years, learning philosophy and technology , in order to make animations, because you don’t have to be limited by actors and scenes, and you can show the picture you imagined as much as possible.

But what I didn't expect was that after returning from five years abroad, the domestic animation industry not only failed to make progress, but became more and more backward. At the beginning, I was free to shoot MVs, and sooner or later I will go to shoot animations...

   Zhang Yang was listening, somewhat moved, and at the same time couldn't help but quickly suppressed it, and secretly warned himself: "No money! No money! You are a poor man! You are a poor man!"

   Animation has advantages over live-action film and television, but it has greater financial and technical constraints. If you don’t have money, don’t think about anything, so Zhang Yang’s self-admonition is very effective.

  But this matter is still in mind.

  (end of this chapter)