Cizel knew that he couldn't get through today and sighed dejectedly.

"Okay OK, I'm watching your TV series."

"This shouldn't be the point?"

What is being played on TV is Jiang Tang's "Ten Years of Lights".

Jiang Tang in the picture is as light as a geek dancing. In the ink-like mountains and forests, she is dressed in white like a fog and mysterious. She is still classic enough to watch in a few years. She is worthy of being a TV series called the new martial arts aesthetic template when it was broadcast.

The only thing that is wrong is that Jiang Tang is basically the only one in the picture. Even if there are other supporting roles in the same frame, Jiang Tang is definitely the center of the picture, and the proportion of figures accounts for more than half.

Especially the scene between Jiang Tang and the male protagonist, it was clearly a scene where the two held the umbrella and looked at each other in love and painfully, but there was no scene in the same frame. In the last second, Jiang Tang was slowly chanting the lines, and in the next second, the place where the male protagonist should answer the lines, the picture jumped back to Jiang Tang...

As the starring actor of this drama, how could Jiang Tang not know what the drama originally looked like?

"Is this your own cut?"

Jiang Tang was amazed, and he really didn't know how to describe this "edited version" of "Ten Years of Lamp".

Xizel touched the tip of his nose and observed that Jiang Tangmei had no anger, only helplessness and smile, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're not angry." He relaxed and accidentally said what he said. After saying that, he felt regretful. He coughed twice to clear his throat. "I'm not saying that, I mean, well, this video was not cut by me. I just thought it was a good idea and I watched it when I was bored."

Cizel said with confidence that this person was not cut by him.

He just saw it, and then saved it, that's all.

He just did something that only fans would do.

Jiang Tang nodded.

"Well, I think you shouldn't be so idle either."

Jiang Tang moved his eyes away and stopped grasping this problem.

Xizel also quickly turned off the TV and asked how Jiang Tang and Gao Yue were chatting tonight in order to change the subject.

"It's just some work."

Jiang Tang also told Cizel Qiuhan that he planned to lead "Tomorrow" to run for Cannes.

"If he is determined to run for Cannes, next year's Oscars should not be absent?"

"Maybe."

Cizel pondered for a few seconds.

"The Night Murder will also be released this year. So, will the two movies compete on the Os stage next year?"

Jiang Tang thought about it and found that it was really.

but.

"You seem to be very confident in both movies?"

Jiang Tang seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Of course, how could the movies you and I starred in are different!"

Cizel answered without thinking, completely speaking with a skewed attitude.

Jiang Tang smiled and shook his head, not responding to this.

"Is the release date of "Murder in the Night" set?"

"It's probably the summer season, July or August."

"That's not far from the premiere of Tomorrow, maybe it's really a competitor."

"Tomorrow" will premiere at the Cannes Film Festival in mid-May, and it should be officially launched globally after Cannes ends. So most people will choose a highly competitive summer season.

If one or two movies are released at the same time, or if they are not released at the same time, and are pulled out for comparison, Jiang Tang can guess how the media will report it overwhelmingly at that time.

However, neither Jiang Tang nor Xizer took it seriously. They mentioned it casually and skipped the topic for the time being.

The next day, Jiang Tang went out early and did not go to the company, but went to Qiuhan's studio.

It is called a studio, but in fact it is not small in scale. It is located in a building in the Dijing Commercial District and occupies a full two floors.

A studio of this size only serves Qiu Han alone, which seems a bit extravagant and wasteful. But thinking about the entire building is Qiu Han’s industry, he arranged his studio here without even renting... It seems that it is not difficult to understand Qiu Han’s wealth at all.

Jiang Tang told Qiu Han in advance that the journey was unobstructed. Although he met people working in this building downstairs and in the elevator, because Jiang Tang was dressed in a low-key manner and half of her face was buried in a scarf, no one recognized her identity along the way.

After successfully arriving at Qiuhan's studio, Jiang Tang was taking out his cell phone and trying to call Qiuhan when he saw him yawning towards him.

Jiang Tang: "Hmm?"

Qiu Han: "Huh?"

He rubbed his eyes. His handsome face was tortured by staying up late and his sloppy hair was completely unrecognizable. His genius director's attitude was like a programmer tortured by overtime.

Jiang Tang paused slightly: "You are..."

Seeing Qiu Han's steps floating, his eyes were dull, and his eyes were covered with red bloodshot, she was very worried that he would faint at any time.

However, Qiu Han just shook his shoulders slightly and stood firmly.

"You are here very quickly, and I'm going to send someone downstairs to pick you up."

Qiu Han blinked his dry eyes and couldn't help but yawn again. It was obvious that he was extremely tired.

Jiang Tang looked at his home dressing in down jacket, casual pants and slippers: "What are you?"

Qiu Han shrugged: "Go downstairs to buy coffee. Anyway, everyone else is not available, so I am the only one who is free."

Jiang Tang really wanted to know that even Qiu Han could be called idle, and what those really busy people should look like.

She took the initiative to speak: "I'll accompany you, and I'll talk on the way."

Qiu Han: "Okay."

The two turned around and entered the elevator.

The downward elevator is not so crowded, and the two of them can talk about things related to "Tomorrow".

For example, the progress of post-production and the plan to run for Cannes.

Qiu Han rubs the hair like a chicken coop.

"So I didn't tell you, it seems that I forgot."

He looked up and raised his chest, looking confident.

Jiang Tang had no intention of calculating him.

The two of them soon came to the cafe downstairs. Qiu Han was already familiar with him. When the store manager saw him, he was greeting him on his own initiative and gave him a discount to the large coffee he bought.

"You should stay up late and don't get into any problems." The cafe manager said to Qiu Han half-jokingly and half-seriously, "The body is the most important thing!"

It seems that Qiu Han Studio has already bought coffee to the extent that the store manager is afraid of, which is enough to show everyone's cultivation of immortality.

Qiu Han waved his hand indifferently: "It will be over soon, it will be fine when you can get through these few days."

The store manager shook his head helplessly: "You told me this too last time. Hum? Is this one?"

Qiu Han glanced at the other party: "Stop guessing, it's not Jiang Tang, she is an ordinary employee in our studio!"
Chapter completed!