"Bad luck! Bah! Rubbish game!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Amidst Wang Sicong's wild laughter, Xu Xin threw away the handle in anger, shook the empty bottle in his hand, got up and went upstairs directly.

"Hey, don't afford it. This is only one round! After this round, there are still three rounds left!"

"I feel bad today. I'm going to smoke. What's your dog's name?"

Xu Xin, who was cursing, walked to the second floor without looking back.

And Jay Chou took over the handle without hesitation:

"Come, come, let you feel the terror of Third Young Master Lei!"

The Miami Heat, invincible in the hands of Wang Sicong, once again faced the challenge of a powerful enemy.

Yang Mi and the others didn't care, and even ignored the two children watching TV...

It's okay to watch TV occasionally when you're on vacation.

Three people are packing equipment for tomorrow's skiing.

As for Xu Xin, after going upstairs, he went directly to the small terrace on the second floor.

Although it seems silly to sit on the terrace in the cold weather, I have to admit that it is quite interesting to look at the snow-capped mountains in the distance in this foreign town.

Even after he finished smoking a cigarette, he didn't get out.

Instead, he took out his mobile phone and chatted with Ren Changzhen, Yan Dazhong and others in a group called "Celestial Dynasty on the Tip of the Tongue".

"Director Xu, all the copywriting has been sorted out. Shall I send it to you now?"

"Okay, send it over. Where are the samples of the soundtrack?"

"Not yet, it will take two days."

"Well, we can have people audition in the next two days. When the time comes, Director Ren remembers to send me the demo. We will have an online meeting to discuss it. After finalizing the copy, we will start editing."

"OK..."

Now the work on "The Tip of the Tongue" has completely come to an end.

All the shots that were to be shot later were also finished.

Just editing, dubbing and soundtrack.

Xu Xin has confirmed the lens before and there is basically no problem.

Don't worry about editing, this time it was someone from CCTV who took action, and he also gave editing ideas.

Next comes the lengthy post-production process.

I guess... I'll have to be busy until March or April after the new year.

Not bad, not much delay.

It's just that recently there have been obviously more links that he needs to control.

Don’t be idle even on vacation.

While I was chatting with people in the team about the follow-up matters, the balcony door was opened.

Wang Sicong and Jay Chou came over.

"Isn't it cold?"

“It’s okay. The scenery is good and the air is good~”

Xu Xin responded casually.

The two of them also sat on the chairs.

Wang Sicong also lit a cigarette, looked at the distant scenery, and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Huh...hey, let's have a meeting too?"

Jay Chou, who was holding the wine bottle, glanced at him:

"Are you nervous? Are you here for vacation? What kind of meeting are you going to have?"

"I have to tell you... Lao Xu, I have already asked about the special effects company, but this matter cannot be urgent. I have to wait for the opportunity. I will wait until others are willing to raise funds, or it is clear that this company has potential but is still short of money.

Take action. Just wait for my news, right?"

"Um."

Xu Xin, who was typing on his phone, responded casually:

"no problem."

During this time, he accompanied his wife to act in a movie in Toronto. As he gradually became familiar with the working model of Hollywood, he also understood that this kind of thing could not be accomplished overnight.

It's a very long process.

Don't be hasty, but be steady and steady.

After Wang Sicong finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone, rummaged through it, and handed it to Jay Chou.

Jay Chou said he was on vacation, but he was very honest physically.

After taking the phone and taking a look at it, he asked:

"Are these the two variety shows you mentioned?"

"Yes. You can just ignore the variety show "RUNNING MAN". This show... to be honest, I regretted buying it. Why did I go there for the bargain price? One and a half million, it couldn't be any cheaper."

...But the problem is, the ratings of this show have always been stagnant. If it doesn't change...I'm afraid my 7.5 million will be ruined..."

"Wow, you bought it for five years at a time?"

Jay Chou's eyes were full of shock.

"Since the show is so bad, why do you still buy so many?"

"It was just for the sake of cheapness at the beginning. Lao Xu said that Lin Gou, Liu Yifei and others like to watch it... I thought about it and just imitated Dami. Don't worry about whether it is useful or not, buy it first and then talk about it."

"...Okay. I'll go back and watch this show to see if I can give you some advice. Do you want me to participate?"

"You don't want to participate."

Xu Xin said this without raising his head.

Jay Chou was stunned:

"You don't need me?"

"Kun Ling can, but you don't need to. You are the King of Asia. You can participate once in a while and be a permanent guest. I'm worried that you will ruin your brand. Just concentrate on your music."

While typing, Xu Xin expressed his views.

Obviously, even if he multitasks, there will be no problem.

When Wang Sicong heard this, he responded:

"Yes, Kun Ling can come. The premise is that if you are willing for her to come out..."

"It doesn't matter~she has her own life."

As soon as Jay Chou finished speaking in a tone of "experienced person", Xu Xin, who was typing away, said another sentence:

"I learned that from Patty."

"..."

Jay Chou twitched the corner of his mouth, looked around, and suddenly stood up.

Wang Sicong was still wondering what he was going to do, when he saw this brother grabbing a handful of snow.

As soon as his eyes turned, he immediately understood something.

Suppressing a smile, he watched the other party get closer and closer to Xu Xin.

"Go to hell, street boy!"

"Ah!!! What a fool!!!!"

Xu Xin, who had a pile of snow poured into his neck, stood up and started jumping around, cursing and looking at Jay Chou:

"Your uncle!!!! I'm going to kill you!!!"

As he said this, he grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into a snowball, and blew it over the opponent's head.

That strength...

Steady and ruthless.

But Wang Sicong has become accustomed to it.

He is also from the Northeast.

Northeastern people's snowball fights are even more ferocious than this.

Dipping the snowballs full of water is considered a kind way to treat the girl.
To be continued...