Huayu: It's normal for me, as a director, to mentor young actresses, right?

Chapter 60 Which company has the best technique for inserting smuggled goods?

Naza needs to start using her brain; that's not good news.

"How did you figure that out?" Lin Yu's expression turned serious. If Nazha could see through it so easily, then who else could she possibly fool?

"When he left just now, the way you smiled at his back was terrifying." Nazha looked at Lin Yu seriously. "You only smile like that when you're lying."

Oh no! Nazha has figured out all my little expressions. This girl might not be so easy to fool anymore.

"Seeing through something but not saying it, understand?" Lin Yu raised his hand and gently flicked Nazha's smooth forehead. "So you can look smart, right?"

"Ouch!" Nazha rubbed her forehead, giving Lin Yu a disgruntled look. "Don't make me stupid from playing that!"

"It's alright, there's not much room for it to drop any further." Lin Yu finished the last piece of cake on his plate, stood up, and said, "Wait here for me for a bit, I'll go find someone to check the progress."

Wang Zhonglei's appearance made him feel a bit strange. Logically speaking, the pit was only dug on Thursday. Even if the Huayi brothers were stupid, they shouldn't have fallen into it now. This is too fast.

Lin Yu looked around but didn't see Han Sanping. Instead, he saw Tian Zhuangzhuang eating alone by the dining table.

"Teacher Tian, ​​why are you alone?" Lin Yu walked over and handed her a glass of red wine. "Eat slowly, don't choke. If you choke on cake, you'll be on tomorrow's entertainment headlines."

For social banquets like victory celebrations, the presentation of the food generally outweighs its practicality. Especially now, more upscale banquets are all following Western trends, and most of them feature cold buffets. They look great in photos, but as for the taste… well, those in the know understand.

If people can choke on these things, tomorrow's entertainment headlines might be "Beijing Film Academy's treatment is worrying; famous director chokes on cake and suffers internal injuries."

Tian Zhuangzhuang looked at the barely touched cake on the plate, feeling somewhat helpless. She didn't know how the child had figured out she could choke.

"Why aren't you with your girlfriend? What are you doing here looking for an old man like me?" Tian Zhuangzhuang picked up his wine glass and asked irritably.

"Have you seen Uncle Han?" Lin Yu got straight to the point. He had been chatting with Wang Zhonglei and hadn't noticed Han Sanping's movements.

"I saw him. He must have gone to the lounge in the side hall." Tian Zhuangzhuang recalled. "What, did you get him to invest in your new project too?"

"Of course." Lin Yu stood up. "I just made a fortune with him. If he doesn't invest, I'll stay in his office and never leave."

"So eager?" Tian Zhuangzhuang stopped Lin Yu, who was about to leave. "I had someone look at the notebook you gave me a few days ago. Filling in the details shouldn't be too difficult, and I estimate it will be finished soon."

"That's great! We can start filming sooner." Lin Yu's eyes lit up. "But I'd like to add something. Does the teacher have any recommendations?"

"Add what?" Tian Zhuangzhuang didn't react for a moment, looking at Lin Yu suspiciously. "Are you planning to discuss the meaning of life in an idol drama?"

"It's not that bad." Lin Yu shook his head and gave Tian Zhuangzhuang a knowing smile. "What kind of director are you if you don't add some personal emotional expression to your work?"

Seeing Lin Yuqi's strange smile, Tian Zhuangzhuang was somewhat shocked. "You really want to discuss the meaning of life? This kind of thing wouldn't be easy to broadcast in China, would it?"

Lin Yu froze upon hearing this. So this is what you mean by the meaning of life, sir? Indeed, in the eyes of old-school directors, a film is incomplete without some explicit or violent elements.

"No, no," Lin Yu quickly waved his hand to explain, "I meant adding some domestic cultural symbols. If it becomes popular, it can even contribute to cultural dissemination."

Tian Zhuangzhuang suddenly realized what was going on and nodded. It turned out there was a misunderstanding. He thought the kid had been watching videos of Japanese specialties lately and was trying to find something that couldn't be broadcast.

"If you're interested in doing this, I do have someone I recommend." Tian Zhuangzhuang carefully reviewed suitable candidates, "Jiang Wen."

Lin Yu hesitated genuinely upon hearing the name.

He believed in Director Jiang's ability to insert his own personal touches. No, it's not so much about inserting personal touches, but rather inserting some film clips into his personal touches. He always starts with his personal touches and then fills in the story.

"Hmm..." Lin Yu scratched his chin, "Let me think about it some more."

Seeing Lin Yu's hesitant expression, Tian Zhuangzhuang laughed, "What are you worried about? Even if you let Jiang Wen direct this idol drama, he wouldn't approve of it. I'm asking you to learn how to add some depth to the film."

"That's true." Lin Yu nodded thoughtfully. "Okay, teacher, could you help me organize a get-together and introduce them? It'll be on me."

"That's easy," Tian Zhuangzhuang readily agreed. "I'll ask him later and arrange a time."

"Thank you in advance, teacher," Lin Yu said with a smile. "I'm going to find Uncle Han now. He's not proactive in asking for money; there's something wrong with his thinking."

The fewer people who know about digging the hole, the less risk of exposure there is; things are accomplished by secrecy.

Tian Zhuangzhuang didn't stop him anymore. He watched Lin Yu leave and shook his head: "These young people nowadays are really energetic."

After passing through the bustling banquet hall, Lin Yu arrived at the entrance of the lounge in the side hall.

Lin Yu knocked on the door.

"Come in," Han Sanping's voice came from inside.

Lin Yu pushed open the door and saw Han Sanping sitting on the sofa with a cigarette in his hand, which looked like he had just lit it.

Han Sanping looked up at Lin Yu and smiled warmly: "Nephew, you've come at the perfect time. I was just looking for you."

"Uncle Han, Wang Zhonglei just contacted me," Lin Yu said directly. "He proposed investing 50 million yuan for a 25% stake. He also emphasized that they have a professional team specializing in Qing Dynasty culture."

Han Sanping smiled and gestured for Lin Yu to continue.

"I have a feeling something's not right." Lin Yu thought for a moment. "Logically, there shouldn't be such a rush. The Legend of Zhen Huan only finished airing in April, and the impact hasn't dissipated yet. There's no need to rush to give away money like this."

After listening to Lin Yu's explanation, Han Sanping added, "Of course they're anxious. At the beginning of this year, the bureau announced plans to restrict palace dramas and time-travel dramas. Last month, the Daily News published an article criticizing palace dramas."

Han Sanping exhaled a puff of smoke: "They say it's targeting palace intrigue dramas, but it's obvious to anyone with eyes to see who it's actually targeting. Now that a big production has jumped out, they definitely want to get involved and test the bottom line of the bureau."

Lin Yu nodded. He hadn't thought of it that way. "I told Wang Zhonglei that I was going to change the background. After hearing that, I left in a hurry. I guess I had to report to the people behind me."

These two are the only ones who know the full details of this plan, so they definitely need to check the progress first.

"Let's wait and see then." Han Sanping put down his cigarette. "They're the ones who can't sit still; we're not in a hurry."