Disaster Artist

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The wind blew lightly, the eyes full of emerald green swaying, trivial sounds under the golden sunlight in the afternoon cast large shadows, and the whole world was quiet.

Tea fragrance, birds and birds, and time has slowed down before you know it.

"By the way, Director, Mr. Mai Jiaan is critically ill."

Xiu Zhongjun remembered this incident and mentioned it casually, but he didn't expect that Lu Qian's expression was slightly stunned, much more serious than when he was talking about business.

The air was slightly condensed, as if it could capture the footprints of the wind.

Lu Qian stopped his dangling legs and sat up straight, "What's going on? Why is it so sudden?"

Xiu Zhongjun was a little surprised.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are a part of life in the first place. Mai Jiaan and Blue Whale Films have only collaborated on one work. The relationship is far from being intimate, so he did not take it to heart, but when the business ended, by the way, But he didn't expect that Lu Qian was so concerned.

Despite this, Xiu Zhongjun stopped, and his voice and expression became solemn, "The specific situation is not quite sure, I heard that it was a heart attack."

As I get older, my body slowly begins to protest. Large and small symptoms always exist objectively. It seems that accidents are no longer unexpected.

Lu Qian fell silent.

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The yard also fell silent.

Ji Xu looked at Xiu Zhongjun, then called out, "A Qian?"

Lu Qian came back to his senses, "Oh, it's okay, it's just a little accident."

In fact, Lu Qian and Mai Jiaan are not so familiar with each other, it can only be said that they met by chance, but the cooperation on the soundtrack of "Love" was a pleasant experience for Lu Qian.

From his request for three visits to the cottage to the stunning final product, Lu Qian has always been grateful to Mai Jiaan, and sincerely admires and respects this composer:

Professional enough, dedicated enough, and talented enough, that talent alone is enough to raise eyebrows.

Objectively speaking, given his position in the industry, Mai Jiaan really does not need to pay attention to Lu Qian's request. To be precise, he has the power and freedom to choose cooperation projects. He does not need to look at anyone, and naturally he does not need to pay attention Lu Qian's plea.

However, Mai Jiaan listened carefully to Lu Qian's ideas and inspiration, and finally agreed to Lu Qian's request.

If Lu Qian guessed correctly, Mai Jiaan should adjust his work schedule for the "lover", and even let the "lover" jump in the queue, so as to ensure that the later work of the "lover" can be completed and appear on the big screen on time superior.

Lu Qian will never forget this kindness.

This year's Golden Book Award, among the many nominations for "Love", is the nomination for the Best Soundtrack Award. Lu Qian also sincerely hopes that Mai Jiaan can realize his dream.

Therefore, it is inevitable to be a little embarrassed to hear such an accident all of a sudden.

"I just thought, life, old age, sickness and death are always so unprepared." Lu Qian shook his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little bitter.

"When we were young, we always took it for granted that when we grew up, we would be able to learn how to deal with all kinds of surprises in life, and we would be able to be calm and calm. Get simpler, and we don't get smarter."

"At least in the face of death."

Raising his head, Lu Qian showed a smile to Ji Xu and Xiu Zhongjun, but the raised corners of his mouth disappeared in an instant. He took a deep breath and regained his composure.

"When did this happen?"

"How is Mr. Mai Jia'an now? Ask his family if it is convenient for us to visit the hospital; if it is not convenient, it doesn't matter, we should at least send a flower basket and condolence card to take care of the situation."

Xiu Zhongjun was not surprised by Lu Qian's idea, "Director, we have sent flower baskets in the name of the crew and you."

These basic etiquette, although Xiu Zhongjun will not be hands-on, but the relevant departments of the company will never miss it.

Lu Qian raised his jaw slightly and agreed, "What about Mr. Mai Jia'an? Has it stabilized now?"

Xiu Zhongjun paused, "I'm not sure either. The news of the critical illness was yesterday, but all the media in the industry didn't follow up all day yesterday, so it should have stabilized."

Even though Mai Jiaan has never won the Golden Book Award, his status in the industry is undeniable, and the major media must pay close attention:

No news is good news.

Lu Qian nodded slightly, but didn't say much.

Xiu Zhongjun could feel Lu Qian's concern, "I'm sorry, director, it was my dereliction of duty, I didn't pay any further attention to the situation."

Lu Qian waved his hand, "This is not your job."

There was a pause.

Lu Qiancai added, "Actually, there is absolutely no need for Mr. Mai Jia'an to take over the job of the 'lover', because there is really no way to fit the schedule, even if I have been stalking, even if I have been reluctant to give up, but the Mai Jia's Teacher An has nothing to do with me, he can block it directly."

"However, he didn't."

"In the final analysis, Mr. Mak Jia An chose to nod because of this movie, not because of how likable I am and what aura of the protagonist I have, but because Mr. Mak likes my idea of ​​the movie, this kind of inspiration touches me. With him, he really likes creative work.”

"Five Dynasties Rivers, Mountains, Wind and Moon"

Speaking of which, Lu Qian was a little lost.

Although everyone is denouncing that the Lanchuan film industry is becoming more and more rigid and rigid, the routine work of the assembly line is making the film lose its charm and completely become a fast-moving commodity.

But in Lanchuan, there are still such a group of practitioners, who are full of passion for movies, and their pure heart is still beating vividly.

Such as Su Ziyi, such as Mai Jiaan.

No need for Lu Qian to continue, Xiu Zhongjun understood:

A director is a director after all. Even though Blue Whale Pictures has grown to its current size, the director is still the same as it was two years ago.

"Director, let me call and ask again." Xiu Zhongjun said actively.

Lu Qian came back to his senses, "No, no, you go to busy yourself, I will do this myself, I will call Brother Yu and ask ~www.readwn.com~ Xiu Zhongjun, Ji Xu After all, they are managers and need to master the direction, and these trivial things are not their responsibilities.

Ji Xu interrupted and called out, "A Qian, remember what you said? At Blue Whale Pictures, we need to love concrete people, not abstract people."

It is precisely because of this that Lu Qian has always firmly remembered that behind the success of a movie, there are all the staff of the entire huge crew.

Ji Xu could understand Lu Qian's mood at this moment.

Lu Qian was stunned for a while, then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "En."

Immediately afterwards, Lu Qian searched back and forth, left and right, trying to find his mobile phone, but he obviously couldn't remember where he had left it.

Ji Xu has long been surprised, and has already taken out his mobile phone and dialed Yu Shao's number.

Lu Qian scratched his head, didn't say anything more, sat on the spot with a face obediently, waiting patiently.

"Brother Yu...No, there is nothing urgent, I just want to ask you, Mr. Mai Jiaan, the composer of 'Love', was critically ill yesterday. How is he now..."

"Um... um... so... yes, the director knows... um..."

Ji Xu glanced at Lu Qian.

"Yes, I'm at the director's house now... OK, I'll talk about it later."

The call, which was not long, was quickly hung up.

Ji Xu turned to look at Lu Qian and took a deep breath, "Aqian, Mr. Mai Jia'an passed away. About half an hour ago, he passed away peacefully, and major media have been publishing announcements to confirm."

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