Chapter 345 New Script

It would take a while for the clothes to be delivered, so Joey Wong had to get back into bed.

The temperature in the room was relatively low, and she stood outside naked for a while, but she felt a little cold. Now she got in, and couldn't help but get into Zhou Yan's arms to absorb Zhou Yan's body temperature.

She didn't wake up naturally, and after being warmed by Zhou Yan's hot chest for a while, she felt sleepy again, and soon her eyelids began to fight.

Not long after, she fell into a deep sleep.

The hotel waiter brought clothes up, but she didn't wake up.

She slept until more than ten o'clock. When she woke up again, she found that Zhou Yan was already dressed and sitting at the desk writing and drawing.

"What time is it?" She half got up and sat on the bed, rubbing her hair and asked.

Zhou Yan looked up and smiled, "Are you awake? It's already ten fifteen."

"Ah, it's past ten o'clock, and you didn't call me." Joey Wong muttered angrily.

Although she was somewhat complaining that Zhou Yan didn't call her, she did sleep very comfortably during this nap. She hadn't slept so well for a long time.

Every time she was with Zhou Yan, she could always sleep very peacefully.

Of course, it could also be because she was really tired last night. She usually loves sports and has good physical strength, but Zhou Yan has better physical strength. After tossing around like that last night, he still got up early today and was full of energy.

Joey Wong grabbed her hair again, then got out of bed wrapped in a quilt and walked to Zhou Yan, "What are you doing?"

"Writing a script."

Hearing that Zhou Yan was writing a script, Joey Wong was full of doubts, "Is it the script for "Shutter Island"? Didn't you say that the script was fine before?"

Of course Joey Wong knew about "Shutter Island". Zhou Yan had mentioned it to her many times on the phone, including the previous research on the script with Scorsese, which he also told her.

Zhou Yan smiled and shook his head, "It's not "Shutter Island", it's a new script."

"New script?" Joey Wong said in surprise, "Are you going to shoot it yourself?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yan nodded.

"Show me now."

Joey Wang couldn't wait to see what Zhou Yan was going to shoot next, but Zhou Yan stopped her hand from taking the script, "I just wrote two pages, nothing good to see."

"Oh." Joey Wang retracted her hand, "What theme are you going to shoot this time?"

Zhou Yan smiled, "Keep it secret for now, I'll tell you when the script is finished."

Joey Wang couldn't help rolling her eyes, "Then how long should I wait? You just wrote two pages, didn't you?"

"You have to believe in my efficiency. If I write quickly, I should be able to finish it before I leave Taiwan."

"So fast?"

Zhou Yan left Taiwan on the 25th and returned to Yanjing. Today is the 14th, so there are only eleven days left.

The key is that Zhou Yan has to perform on eight of these eleven days, and he also has to rehearse with the orchestra, so he can't squeeze out much time.

So Joey Wang expressed doubts, can a script really be finished in such a short time?

Zhou Yan was very confident, "If nothing else delays me, I will definitely be able to finish it."

The script for the new movie is about 50,000 words, and on average I only need to write less than 5,000 words a day, which is not a difficult task for Zhou Yan.

Although there are eight performances during this period, he has time in the morning, and he can also take some time out after the performances in the evening. He should be able to write for at least six or seven hours a day.

After hearing Zhou Yan say this, Wang Zuxian also believed it. In her heart, Zhou Yan never said anything he was not sure of, and she had also seen Zhou Yan's efficiency in writing scripts.

However, she was quite dissatisfied with Zhou Yan's keeping a secret from her, and the corners of her mouth were almost curled to the back of her ears, "What script, mysterious, even I can't tell."

Then she acted coquettishly with Zhou Yan, "Third brother, tell me~"

She got out of bed wrapped in a quilt, and now she shook Zhou Yan's arm with both hands, and the quilt couldn't hold it anymore and began to slide down.

Feeling a chill in her chest, she quickly withdrew her hand and covered the quilt.

Looking at Wang Zuxian's looming chest, Zhou Yan sniffed and smiled, "Xiaoxian, are you trying to seduce me?"

Wang Zuxian couldn't help but spit, "Who wants to seduce you, pervert."

"If you don't want to seduce me, then I suggest you put on your clothes quickly. My willpower is very weak. Be careful that I, the big bad wolf, can't help it and will eat you, the little lamb, in a while."

"Where are the clothes you asked someone to send?"

Zhou Yan pointed to the bedside table, "It's there."

Wang Zuxian ran barefoot to pick up the clothes, and then ran to another room to put on clothes.

After a while, she came out after putting on the clothes, smiled and turned around, "This dress fits me well."

She was given a half-length skirt and a white shirt, which looked simple and generous.

Zhou Yan asked the hotel waitress to help get it, and didn't say what kind of clothes she wanted. The other party chose such a set, probably because she was worried about making a mistake.

Although the clothes were very simple, Wang Zuxian had a tall figure and looked good in this set.

Zhou Yan admired it for a while, then smiled and said, "Go wash up quickly, we will have lunch later. After lunch, I will go to rehearse with the orchestra."

Wang Zuxian shook her head and said, "I will not have lunch with you today. I have to go back and call Sister Mei back."

"It's been such a long time since I called back, and it's not the right time."

"No, I have to go back."

Seeing that she insisted on going back, Zhou Yan said pitifully, "Well, I can only eat alone."

Wang Zuxian walked over with a smile, held Zhou Yan's head, and kissed him on the cheek, "Be good, I'll come to see you in the evening."

Zhou Yan leaned over the other half of his face, "And this side."

"mua~" Wang Zuxian kissed the other side again, "Okay."

After that, she ran to the bathroom to wash up.

…

After Wang Zuxian left, Zhou Yan did not rush to eat, but continued to write his new movie script.

He waited until twelve o'clock, when the meal ordered from the hotel was delivered, and then he stopped writing to eat.

After eating, he did not rush to leave, but continued to write the script.

The reason why he was not in a hurry was that the venue for the concert in Hong Kong this time was the Concert Hall of the Hong Kong Cultural Center, and the Hong Kong Cultural Center was not too long to walk from the hotel where he was staying.

The rehearsal started at 2:30, and he could wait until 2 o'clock to set off.

However, Zhou Yan was not used to doing things on time, so he packed up and set off at 1:30.

It was exactly 2 o'clock when he arrived at the concert hall.

The scale of Xiangjiang Cultural Center is not small. In addition to the concert hall, there are two large theaters, an experimental theater, an art gallery and six exhibition halls.

First-class artists often come here to perform, including concerts and musicals.

Their concert hall can accommodate 2,100 people. This scale is not small, but in fact, it is not enough for Zhou Yan and his team.

There are a total of 8,400 tickets for the four concerts in Xiangjiang this time. Nearly 8,000 tickets were released and all were snatched up in a very short time. Such market appeal also made industry insiders dumbfounded.

They knew that Zhou Yan had box office appeal, but they didn't expect it to be so strong. After all, this is a concert, and the audience group is relatively narrow.

The key is that the tickets for this concert are also very expensive, more than twice as expensive as the concert tickets for local musicians in Xiangjiang.

This means that the box office revenue from Zhou Yan's four concerts is equivalent to that of an average musician's eight concerts. Of course, the premise is that all the tickets for an average musician's concert can be sold out.

In fact, most concerts cannot do this.

When Zhou Yan arrived at the entrance of the cultural center, a crowd of people gathered outside. He did not take it seriously. After all, the cultural center is a tourist attraction and is open to the public. There are usually many people.

But just as he walked inside, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly, "Zhou Yan."

Although the man spoke in Cantonese, Zhou Yan still heard that he was being called.

Then, before he could react, the group of people quickly surrounded him. These people all held pens and albums in their hands and looked excited.

Zhou Yan immediately understood that these were all music fans who were waiting for him here.

He did not count them in detail, but there were at least thirty or forty people surrounding him, and some people brought cheering flags, which they had not had time to raise. After seeing Zhou Yan, they hurriedly unfolded them.

The first person who ran to Zhou Yan eagerly handed the album in his hand to Zhou Yan, "Ah Yan, help me sign it."

Zhou Yan looked at his watch and saw that there was still some time, so he nodded and took the album from the other person's hand and signed his name.

After signing the first album, several more photos were handed over.

There are not many photos of him circulating in the market. The fan was holding a photo of him that was printed on the album before. In the photo, he was sitting in front of the piano and smiling at the camera.

There were four or five photos, and Zhou Yan signed them one by one.

After Zhou Yan signed several people, the security guards of the cultural center hurried over.

The security guards of the center knew that Zhou Yan and his friends were coming to rehearse today, but they didn't expect so many fans to block the door, and they were not well prepared.

The key point is that they didn't expect Zhou Yan to go out without security guards.

If something happened to Zhou Yan at the door of their center, they couldn't afford it.

Six or seven security guards came all of a sudden and quickly surrounded Zhou Yan to separate the fans from him.

Although the fans were separated, it did not affect their requests for autographs. Zhou Yan took the albums or photos from them through the security guards and signed for them.

After signing a few, Zhou Yan saw a girl who looked familiar, so he smiled and asked, "Little girl, did you go to the airport yesterday?"

The girl didn't expect Zhou Yan to remember her. She nodded in surprise, "Yes, yes, I went to the airport yesterday. Yan, can you recognize me?"

She tried hard to speak to Zhou Yan in Mandarin. Although it was very unstandard, Zhou Yan barely understood it.

"It feels a little familiar." Zhou Yan smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is CC-MAN."

"CC-man?" Zhou Yan didn't understand it at all this time.

This name is too strange, it sounds similar to ggbond.

Seeing that Zhou Yan didn't understand, the girl tried hard to say, "It's cc-man."

There was no difference between the two times.

After she finished speaking, she knew that her pronunciation was still not good, and she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

She knew that Zhou Yan asked her name because he was going to give her a signature. It would be a pity if she missed it.

Suddenly, she thought of a solution and took out a notebook from her bag and pointed to the name on the title page to show Zhou Yan, "This is it."

Zhou Yan took a closer look and squinted his eyes instantly. Then she looked up at him, "Your name is Charmaine Sheh?"

“Yes, yes.”

Seeing the little girl nod, Zhou Yan looked at her face carefully again.

The girl had her hair tied up simply, her face was chubby, and she was wearing black-framed glasses. Zhou Yan didn’t pay much attention to her just now, and thought the girl was quite cute.

Now taking a closer look, it seems to be Charmaine Sheh, but now Charmaine Sheh is very simple, and a little chubby than after her debut.

Zhou Yan didn’t expect to meet a future big star here, and the other party is also his loyal fan.

Charmaine Sheh must be a loyal fan to come to support for two consecutive days.

Charmaine Sheh looks very young at this moment, maybe she is less than 20 years old.

Zhou Yan’s eyes did not stay on Charmaine Sheh’s face for too long. He quickly signed “to Charmaine Sheh” on the photo, and wrote “not cc-man” at the back.

Charmaine Sheh took the photo excitedly, and her face turned red when she saw the words on it.

Zhou Yan smiled, the little girl was quite shy.

There weren't many fans at the entrance of the center at this time, only about 30 to 50 people, and the signing was completed quickly.

After making sure that everyone had signed, Zhou Yan smiled and chatted with them for a few more words, thanking them for their support and efforts, then waved his hand and walked into the cultural center under the protection of several security guards.

Watching Zhou Yan leave, the fans excitedly discussed.

"Wow, A Yan is really easy-going."

"Yeah, he is a very charming person."

"He looks even more handsome from a close distance."

"He is so tall, about 180 cm."

"A Yan's eyes are so beautiful, I almost felt dizzy when I looked at his eyes just now."

"He is really as good as an actor."

"Taller than most actors."

Someone else looked at Charmaine Sheh and expressed envy.

"Beautiful girl, you are the only one who got the autograph."

"You are so lucky."

Hearing the envy of everyone, Charmaine Sheh hugged the photo tightly in her arms, fearing that someone else would snatch it away.

Seeing her protecting the photo, others laughed.

"Don't worry, pretty girl, I won't snatch yours. Your name is written on it, so it's useless to snatch it."

"Haha, let's support him more next time, maybe he can remember us too."

"Yes, he is so good to his fans."

...

When Zhou Yan arrived at the concert hall, the members of the Piano Youth Orchestra had already arranged their positions and were adjusting their instruments.

Conductor Yue Lin held the baton and walked back and forth on and off the stage, measuring the size of the stage with his footsteps.

Yue Lin is a very rigorous person. He is so rigorous that he has to confirm in advance how many steps and how much time it takes to get from the bottom of the stage to the stage.

Zhou Yan has always believed that people in their conducting department have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder and often pay too much attention to some details.

But it must be said that it is precisely because they are so meticulous that they can show better results in the later performances.

The members' positions are not yet determined. They will have to try out the sound field effect of the arrangement later. If the effect does not meet the requirements, they will definitely have to change their positions.

The sound field design of each concert hall is different. In different concert halls, there must be a different set of standing positions. The concert hall will give them some information in advance, but they still have to spend time to find out how to stand.

This is also the task of Zhou Yan and Yue Lin, because they have the best ears in the whole orchestra, and any slight difference in sound effects will not escape their ears.

The afternoon rehearsal lasted until 6:30 in the evening. Although the time was not long, basically the desired effect had been achieved.

The performances in the next four consecutive days were quite intense, so Zhou Yan did not let them rehearse for too long, but left enough energy to cope with the subsequent performances.

After the end, Zhou Yan gave another instruction, "This time the time is tight and the task is heavy, so don't go out at night, rest early and get enough rest."

"Don't worry, brother, we have visited Hong Kong before, so we are not so itchy." Li Biru smiled.

Zhou Yan smiled, "There are some places I haven't visited, but it doesn't matter, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. I won't say anything else, you are all veterans, no need for me to tell you anything more."

...

When Zhou Yan and his friends walked out of the cultural center, there were still many fans gathered at the door.

There were more people than when Zhou Yan came.

What surprised Zhou Yan the most was that Charmaine Sheh was still there.

Zhou Yan took the band members to sign autographs for the fans. When it was Charmaine Sheh's turn, Charmaine Sheh looked at Zhou Yan expectantly, and Zhou Yan did not let her down, calling out her name.

"Charmaine Sheh, you haven't been waiting at the door, have you?"

Charmaine Sheh pushed her glasses and smiled, "I walked around nearby."

Zhou Yan nodded and asked, "Will you come tomorrow?"

"Come on, I'll come in the next few days, but I only bought tickets for the fourth show. I didn't expect the tickets to be so hard to buy."

Seeing Charmaine Sheh's regretful face, Zhou Yan waved to the Tomson staff next to him and whispered to him.

Then he didn't say anything to Charmaine Sheh and continued to sign autographs for other fans.

After Zhou Yan left, Charmaine Sheh was about to leave, but was stopped by the staff.

"Hello, Miss."

Charmaine Sheh opened her eyes wide and asked in confusion: "Hello, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Zhou Yan gave you a ticket for tomorrow's concert. Please come with me to the center to pick it up."

"Me?"

"Yes, if your name is Charmaine Sheh."

"Yes, yes, my name is Charmaine Sheh."

"That's right, please follow me."

At this moment, Charmaine Sheh was completely confused, and subconsciously followed the staff's footsteps and walked into the cultural center.

The staff quickly brought her the ticket.

Charmaine Sheh got the ticket and saw the seat number on it. She almost jumped up. This turned out to be a ticket in the middle of the second row.

Seeing Charmaine Sheh's excitement, the staff also laughed, "Mr. Zhou Yan asked me to tell you that thank you for your support." (End of this chapter)