Chapter 164 0163: Visit

"Call it done, thank you for all the hard work!" Huang Tao thanked everyone.

Jiang Ge followed the whole process. At this time, he was smelling of liquid. The others must be the same. When the host said: "Thank you everyone, this will be their third film together. Xiao Yuer and Hong Ye have achieved very good results." We have a share of credit for their achievements. I hope they can achieve greater success in that one. Go back and take a shower, have a good sleep, and treat everyone to a good meal at noon tomorrow.”

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Jiang!"

Everyone who was exhausted physically and mentally suddenly felt warm in their hearts and cheered.

Every time he goes to the set, Jiang Ge never digs out the money. If he doesn't talk about buying people's hearts, he won't be respected.

After a week of filming, the first three episodes were completed.

According to the plan, we have two days off, and the three episodes that have been filmed can be used for post-production, which includes dubbing and editing, which will probably take two days.

So, after three episodes, it took ten days for Qi Qi Ba Ba Ye Yi to shoot, which was 15% less time-consuming than shooting it all at once. The key is that it was not so tiring.

certainly.

This is due to Jiang Ge's meticulous script. What scenes should be filmed on which day, where, what props are needed, etc. are all written down and just follow them.

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July 15th, evening.

A pink Porsche 911 entered the Jinxiujiayuan villa area. After the car parked, a man and a woman came from the east, looking at Jiang Ge and Zhou Lingwei.

Jiang Ge came to the front of the car, opened the hood, and took out a bunch of things from the storage box.

Zhou Lingwei saw that his two legs were full of bags and bags, so she came over and put them on the hood of the car and said, "I brought so many gifts. Later, his father will definitely beg to educate me."

Jiang Ge explained: "As for some of their specialties, it's your first time at my house. You can't do it with nothing."

Zhou Lingwei said with a half-smile, "His father and I have such a good relationship. We have just met each other. Wouldn't it be polite to give him a gift?"

"No?" Jiang Ge smiled narrowly and said, "Then they are not the same generation?"

Zhou Lingwei snorted softly and said, "You will take advantage of him."

Jiang Ge had received many invitations from Zhou Mulong. If he didn't go to visit Yidong, he would just go there. It happened to be the crew's holiday time, so he just came.

The two came to the door of the villa talking and laughing. Zhou Lingwei entered the password to open the door, found slippers for Jiang Ge, and then shouted: "Mom and Dad, they are here."

Soon, a voice came from inside: "Here we come."

In the blink of an eye, a woman in her early fifties appeared in an apron. She was quite tall, about 1.67 meters tall, with big eyes and a high nose. She was well-maintained. From her appearance, she knew she was Zhou Lingwei's mother.

Jiang Ge opened his mouth and shouted politely: "Hello, aunt!"

Jiang Ling looked at the thing and said with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm fine, come in quickly."

Zhou Lingwei changed her shoes, looked into the room, and asked, "Mom, where is his dad?"

Jiang Ling replied: "I'm playing chess with Uncle Fang in the bookstore. I'll greet Xiao Jiang and he will finish the last dish."

Then, Jiang Ge said: "You're welcome, just treat it like your own home."

"Okay Auntie." Jiang Ge followed Zhou Lingwei to the living room and placed the gift on the coffee table.

"Xiao Jiang is here."

After a while, Zhou Mulong came from the east side of the building, and next to him was a middle-aged man of about the same age.

"Hello Mr. Zhou."

"That's his old friend Fang Cong."

"Hello Uncle Fang."

"Hi, I've heard about his reputation for a long time. When I see you tomorrow, I'm really a talented person."

"Uncle Fang thanks you."

"Haha, it's exactly like what Lao Zhou said, humble and low-key."

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After a conversation, Jiang Ge felt that the name "Fang Cong" was a bit familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before. After a moment of recollection, his eyes suddenly widened.

Seeing that scene, Zhou Lingwei smiled and whispered behind him: "Yes, it's the person I thought of."

Fang Cong, a top-level Chinese music artist! Before Yan Yu angrily criticized "Miaofen Yiyi Bridge", Mei Nao also commented on it and successfully reversed the trend.

Jiang Ge always thought it was a coincidence, but now he has become famous. How could there be so many coincidences? They would rather die if they had time to listen to a bad song of mine and then write a music review. Jiang Ge said sincerely: "Fang Teacher, Mr. Zhou, thank you.”

Zhou Mulong laughed and said, "You recognized me."

Fang Cong smiled and said, "He just tells the truth. If my songs are not well written, he will still criticize me."

After walking east, Zhou Mulong saw a gift on the coffee table and said, "Come here, why are you bringing so many things?"

Jiang Ge smiled and said: "It's nothing valuable. Knowing that Mr. Zhou likes to drink tea, he bought some tea from their hometown on the way, but he didn't know that Teacher Fang was also there..."

Fang Cong waved his legs and said, "Don't worry about him, he is just like me, a guest."

Zhou Mulong opened the bag, took out a box of tea, and said, "West Lake Longjing, great tea."

Then, he handed it to his daughter and said, "Ling Wei, take it and make a pot for them to try."

Zhou Lingwei was stunned...

I said I didn't like people giving gifts, but I would educate them if they met. When did that change?

After a while, the fragrance of tea filled the living room.

Zhou Mulong poured tea and asked: "Do you usually drink tea, Xiaojiang?"

Django answered truthfully: "Drink more coffee."

Zhou Mulong smiled gently and said: "Drink less coffee and more tea. It is good for your health, especially for us young people who have a very irregular schedule and often stay up late."

Zhou Lingwei smiled and said, "Dad, I'm sending them my tea ceremony again."

Zhou Mulong said: "My sister and I don't like it, but there are always people who like it."

Zhou Lingwei patted Jiang Ge on the shoulder and said, "I wish you luck."

From the conversation between the two fathers and daughters, it was not difficult for Jiang Ge to guess whether the so-called "tea ceremony" would be long and boring. It was understandable that, like the old man, he would talk endlessly about the things he liked.

Fang Cong on the side interjected: "I'll just keep chatting with these old friends and talk to the juniors about what I'm doing."

Then, the topic changed and he asked Jiang Ge: "Xiao Jiang, he listened to my writing of "The Shocking Side", "Liang Liang" and "Miao Fen Yi Bridge". They have their own characteristics and will be very good at writing in the future. A national song?”

"Definitely." Jiang Ge pondered for a moment and said: "For him personally, national style is not only a type of music, but also a cultural attitude, a musical symbol unique to Chinese audiences. He hopes to let more people feel the charm of Chinese style music.”

He has always liked Chinese-style songs. In his previous life on Earth, he often listened to singers like Xu Song, Jay Chou, Li Yugang, Hou Xian, and Hu Yanbin.

Fang Cong looked at him appreciatively and asked, "What do I think of the future development of Chinese style music?"