Su Zheng and Sun Liying started talking about work.
After that, they started to chat about their daily lives.
Sun Liying then realized that Su Zheng wasn't a serious person in private.
Moreover, he was quite easy to get along with.
In Sun Liying's impression, Su Zheng was like a teacher during filming, and everyone respected him.
But now, they were more like friends.
After dinner, Sun Liying's thoughts warmed up, and her fear of Su Zheng lessened.
"Brother Su, you don't know how scary you were on set.”
Su Zheng asked with a smile.
"Is there?"
Sun Liying nodded.
"Of course there is."
"And when I first came into contact with him, I felt like a serious old scholar.”
"Back then, even when I asked you questions, I treated myself as a student and didn't dare to say a single joke.”
"But now, you don't seem to be that scary.”
Su Zheng sighed.
"Actually, I have no choice. There are so many people in the production team. If I don't be serious, can I control them?”
"If I had been nice at that time, there would have been a lot of trouble.”
"It can be considered as a last resort.”
Sun Liying understood and agreed.
"That's true."
"Look at those people who are much older than you. They are so shocked by you that they don't dare to do anything.”
"If it were me, it definitely wouldn't work.”
"However, I don't want you to be my teacher forever. Since we're about the same, we'll be friends in the future.”
Su Zheng pointed at Sun Liying and then at himself.
"Isn't it now?"
Su Zheng's words made Sun Liying happy.
After chatting in the restaurant for a while, the two of them left the restaurant when it was getting late.
Sun Liying had picked Su Zheng up, so she had to send him home.
After returning home, Su Zheng tidied up a little and lay in bed to watch the news on his phone.
Not long after, a notification sounded from his hand.
"Brother Su, I'm home. Don't worry."”
Su Zheng smiled and replied,"Okay."
Then, he turned off the lights and went to sleep.
……
A month later, the post-production of 'Drawing Swords' was finally completed.
The moment it was completed, all the employees heaved a sigh of relief.
He could finally rest for two days.
There were a total of 30 episodes.
Su Zheng brought Cheng Cheng straight to Huang Wenbo's office.
Huang Wenbo was very excited when he heard that.
He pulled a chair over and let Su Zheng sit down.
Then, he looked at it excitedly.
Ever since he had read the script for 'Drawing Swords,' Huang Wenbo had been looking forward to this film.
With one look, she immediately fell into her own trap and ignored Su Zheng, who was sitting at the side.
Huang Wenbo shouted excitedly as he watched.
"A real man carrying a female spear would be a joke if word got out. I want a male one.”
"Haha, these lines are really amazing. I'm dying of laughter."
Huang Wenbo slapped his thigh and laughed as he spoke.
……
"I guess the city gate is a tough bone to chew. Even if I have to break my front teeth, I will bite it open before the Japanese reinforcements arrive.”
Huang Wenbo pulled Su Zheng's arm and said excitedly as he repeated the lines in the play.
"The lines are well written. This Li Yunlong is really wild, but I like it.”
"Wasn't our army like this back then? That was not just a broken tooth, it was simply risking his life.”
……
"They say that the devil is good at fighting with a bayonet. I don't believe that. We all have two shoulders and one head. The devil is raised by humans. He's fat. Even if a big knife enters, it will pierce a hole. Even if he meets the King of Hell, I can still rub off a few strands of his beard.”
When Huang Wenbo saw this line, he was extremely excited.
"It's this fucking energy. It's too fucking hot-blooded.”
Su Zheng looked at Huang Wenbo's agitated expression and covered his face as he muttered.
"Another poor man who was poisoned by Li Yunlong.”
"I was originally a cultured old cadre, but now I'm talking about vulgarities.”
Seeing that it was getting late, Huang Wenbo became addicted to it.
Su Zheng could only interrupt him.
"Well, Director Huang, it's almost time to get off work.”
"Isn't it not good to watch dramas at work?”
Huang Wenbo was stunned for a moment before he finally withdrew his gaze from the computer.
"This is work, work, understand?"
However, he also knew that he seemed to have been too engrossed just now. He quickly cleared his throat and returned to the main topic.
"This drama is too well filmed. Not only does it restore history, but the lines in this game are simply too wonderful.”
"Not easy, not easy."
"Tomorrow, tomorrow I will take the sample to the head of CCTV1, Zou Hongyun, and let him take a good look. I don't believe that he won't accept it.”
After watching a few episodes, Huang Wenbo's confidence in the drama increased.
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