The door is very old.

It makes a dull "crunching" sound when pushed open.

Zheng Guolong looked at the surrounding environment. After seeing several dusty computers that looked like furnishings, he couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

Is this the so-called film and television company?

The gap between before the meeting and after the meeting is really big...

How many of these people can really make movies?

Zheng Guolong began to have doubts in his heart.

Fatty Wei wiped the table with a rag, then brewed a cup of Pu'er that was already somewhat moldy and placed it on the bar.

Seeing the hot air rising up, Fatty Wei felt anxious and uneasy, with a hint of absurdity.

It felt like God had played a joke on him.

He previously thought that Lu Yuan's phone call was just with the same name, but...

Lu Yuan, this barbarian, really knows Professor Zheng Guolong?

What the hell...

The thief is scary.

Li Qing was now sitting obediently at the edge of the bar, with his head half lowered as if he didn't dare to breathe.

He was in a trance, and in his trance he was even more confused.

He really doesn't understand the situation now. Why is such a powerful professor like Zheng Guolong here?

This shabby-looking hut was really not the place he should be.

"Um, Professor Zheng, we just..." Lu Yuan coughed lightly. After he learned the identity of Professor Zheng Guolong, his whole body shuddered, his heart beat wildly and he was so nervous.

Could it be that the matter of buying a fake certificate to deceive others came to light?

Going to jail yourself?

No, it doesn't look like it.

"I heard that you are a graduate of Yanying's directing department?" Zheng Guolong asked suddenly after seeing Lu Yuan's pretended indifferent expression.

"Which college I graduated from seems to have nothing to do with the purpose of your visit this time, right? Eat tea, and it won't be good if the tea gets cold." Lu Yuan answered very calmly.

But I felt a little panicked.

Sure enough!

How can anyone withstand the temptation to drop a nuclear bomb on themselves as soon as they come up?

Lu Yuan's breathing became a little heavy.

"Well, it really doesn't matter." Zheng Guolong nodded. Although he felt that Lu Yuan's expression was a little strange, he didn't ask further.

He picked up the tea cup and wanted to take a sip, but after looking at the color of the tea and smelling the slightest hint of mold, he finally shook his head and put the cup down.

He drank old tea.

But I have never drank mold tea.

"Fat Wei, why are you still standing there?" After Lu Yuan saw Zheng Guolong's speechless expression, he subconsciously took out his pocket and wanted to pass the cigarette to him, but after taking it for a long time, he didn't take out anything, and his pocket was still empty.

He turned his head to look at Fatty Wei, his eyes even more suggestive.

"What?" Fatty Wei was a little stunned when he saw Lu Yuan winking and picking his pockets.

What does this imply for me?

He didn't understand.

"Go to the side and buy me a pack of cigarettes!" Lu Yuan finally used his hands to stand up. "Buy something better, just the brand "Huaxia". We can't neglect Professor Zheng..."

"Oh oh oh, I'll go right away..." Fatty Wei understood, and quickly turned around to buy cigarettes from the nearby canteen.

"Don't be busy, I don't smoke, and I don't like people smoking in front of me." Zheng Guolong shook his head and felt that Lu Yuan's current temperament was not like the young man playing the piano in the video, but rather a little

Like three religions and nine schools of thought...

Bastard?

Well, Lu Yuan at this moment can really only be described as a bastard.

When Fatty Wei heard that Zheng Guolong didn't smoke, the figure that was about to leave stopped again.

"Oh, actually, I don't really like smoking. Sometimes I just don't have the inspiration, so I just smoked two, haha." Lu Yuan quickly smiled and showed an expression that said I am not that kind of person.

When he heard Lu Yuan say this, Fatty Wei was shocked. He felt that this guy's ability to tell lies was really incredible.

Can you still lie like this?

When Li Qing heard Lu Yuan's words and saw Lu Yuan's sincere expression, he almost couldn't help but slap Lu Yuan in the face with his shoe!

You don't like smoking, who asked me to smoke just now?

Who is it?

The more Li Qing thought about it, the more humiliated he became. If Professor Zheng hadn't been present, he would have gone crazy on the spot!

"Did you really compose the piano music "To Alice"?" Zheng Guolong smelled the smoke on Lu Yuan's body and the blackened fingers, and then selectively ignored Lu Yuan's words and went straight to the topic.

Is such a shameless young man really the author of "Für Elise"?

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like it!

"Well, I made it up, what's wrong?" Anyway, it was shameless, and Lu Yuan didn't miss it, so he nodded.

"Do you know the value of the piece "Für Elise"?"

"I know." Lu Yuan nodded.

Nonsense, of course he knew.

What Beethoven compiled is of course of extraordinary value.

"Maybe it will become a classic that can be written into textbooks!"

"Ah..." Lu Yuan was stunned.

"Your piano skills are very raw. It's hard to believe that you can compose a piece like that. So, I'm curious if you are the original author of this piece..." Zheng Guolong stared at Lu Yuan, his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

"Does it matter whether I play well or not and arrange the music?" Lu Yuan faced Zheng Guolong, looking extremely determined.

Anyway, no matter how awesome Zheng Guolong is, he still can't find out who Beethoven is.

"It doesn't matter. I also heard that you wrote a good song for An Xiao? You also helped her arrange a song as the title song?"

"Well, yes, it was written on the spot! Someone can prove this." Lu Yuan nodded and added.

"Is it Jinxue? I heard from Jinxue that you also wrote a good script and asked her to invest one million in you?"

"yes."

"Can you show me the script you wrote?"

"Uh, okay..." Lu Yuan felt that the old man's thinking was a little jumpy, but he still handed the script to the old man.

Under the dim light, Li Qing and Fatty Wei stared at each other with big eyes. Although they didn't speak, they both felt a turmoil in their hearts.

This Lu Manzi looks like a ruffian, but he is so talented secretly?

Compiled a song that is so praised by beings like Zheng Guolong that it can even be written into textbooks?

Wrote a good title song for the famous idol singer An Xiao?

Wrote a script and asked others to invest one million?

This script...

etc!

Didn’t you promise 800,000?

Why is it one million?

Thinking of this, both Fatty Wei and Li Qing looked at Lu Yuan, their eyes a little strange.

Where did the other two hundred thousand go?

Eaten by you?

Li Qing was fine, but Fatty Wei felt like he had been deceived.

"The script is good. I have to admit that you are indeed a talented young man, hey!"

Old Man Zheng took the script and after reading it carefully for a while, he suddenly let out a long sigh, his voice filled with infinite regret.

There is a feeling that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.

He thought of himself when he was younger.

When I compared myself with Lu Yuan when I was young, except for surpassing Lu Yuan in terms of quality, I was far inferior to Lu Yuan in other aspects.
To be continued...