"Hello, Wang Dao, I'm Urshan."

Urshan, who reported his name, is still unknown now, but this is a serious literary and artistic person.

Urshan was born in Hohhot, Inner Mongolia. He moved to Beijing with his parents at the age of 4. He grew up in the military district dean and learned to draw since childhood.

He started studying at the Affiliated High School of the Middle School in 1988.

After graduation in 1992, he entered the Oil Painting Department of Sino-American College. Because he had disagreements with his teacher's philosophy, he dropped out of school in his sophomore year and entered the Director Department of Beijing Film Academy in 1994.

After graduating from Beijing Film in 1998, he successfully started working as an advertising director, and soon emerged and won many awards.

Wang Meng remembers an evaluation of Urshan in his previous life - while creating the movie, Urshan is also a contemporary artist, with his images, installations, behavioral performances, etc.

Contemporary art works are exhibited in art festivals, biennials and art galleries around the world. Urshan has a rare pragmatic spirit in cultural people. He maintains passion for his goals, accurately judges the direction, is neither humble nor arrogant about reality, and faces problems head-on, which he himself describes as "calm".

This kind of personality charm has achieved his film spirit and ideals.

This Urshan is definitely one of China's favorite special effects directors. You can tell by looking at his works. The 12-year-old love fantasy movie "Painted Skin" and the 15-year-old fantasy tomb robber movie "Ghost Blows Out the Light: The Dragon-Seeking Art".

Especially "Ghost Blows Out the Light: The Dragon Searching Art", it is a 3d/lmax production.

Urshan's subsequent movies were the "Fengshen" series, and it is also a fantasy movie.

From the beginning of his persistence in art and using advertising to embark on the road of directors, to the later generation, becoming a Chinese magical and fantasy master figure, this person's future is also limitless.

Wang Meng always likes to make friends with people who have made great achievements in the future, even if they can't use it.

"Hello, Director Wu, I have long admired Daming."

Urshan didn't expect Wang Meng to know him, but was not surprised. Although he had few film and television works, he was somewhat famous.

Besides, when you come to such an occasion, you will know it once you ask.

"Director Wang, I'm very interested in what you said. I also think that future movies will be the era of blockbusters, and special effects will definitely be the biggest selling point in the future, so I came to know it rashly." Urshan had no excuses and was straightforward.

I just think you said it well and it is very good to me, so I come and get to know you.

Wang Meng was not surprised. Whether it was Jia Zhangke or Xu Jinglei, plus Wuershan, these three people had different literary styles.

Among them, Urshan and Xu Jinglei are similar, and they are somewhat arrogant.

People like to make things clear. Making friends means making friends, and having your appetite means having an appetite, and having no other thoughts.

Especially for grassland men like Urshan, there are not many geniuses.

"I laughed at you, but I was also picking up people's wisdom, or I was a little worried." Wang Meng sighed.

In fact, that's it. My words did not attract much attention. More people think that Wang Meng was a bit mysterious.

This shows that the future that will dominate the Chinese film industry will inevitably have foresight. Look at how Lao Xu and Wuershan are.

Wang Meng borrowed two lifetimes of experience and thought of going out with these geniuses.

Success has inevitable conditions, but success also has prerequisite conditions.

Here, the vision and this prerequisite are fully displayed.

The future with vision is dazzling, while the future without vision is unknown.

"If you recognize it, go on and care about what others think. I think Director Wang is right." Urshan's answer made Wang Meng feel embarrassed.

Look, this is the authentic literary style.

I think it's good, so I will continue. I won't care about you "slags".

"Hey! It seems that I can't be literary anymore." Wang Meng muttered.

I just want to make a little bit by bit by bit, and while I change, I hope to drive everyone to change, and I feel a bit like a Virgin.

The authentic literary style of people won’t care about these things. You ordinary people don’t need to understand me, so I will go my way. You said go.

If Mr. Zhou Shuren was born in the present, he would definitely be a literary and artistic model.

Go your own way and let others say you can go!

It seems easy, but it sounds free and easy, but it is very difficult to do.

Especially if you have a family and a career, compromise is the knowledge!

Therefore, the literary youth route is not suitable for him. Although he is envious, he is helpless.

I'll know if I look at Urshan. I came over and talked for a few words, which meant - 'I like you very much, and I feel very good about my appetite'.

Then he left a contact information and left, which made Wang Meng a little envious.

So much so that after returning to the hotel at night, Jiang Shuying felt that Wang Meng was strange.

"You took the wrong medicine? Why is it weird?" Jiang Shuying saw Wang Meng fiddling with her sitting position from time to time and said something inexplicably.

"Life is full of countless helplessness. I look at the world with helpless eyes, and finally I grow old helplessly. I was thinking, maybe in a hundred years I will become a seagull and use my wings to shield you from the wind and rain; maybe in a thousand years I will become a rock and express my love for you with persistence; and now I am just a grain of sand under your feet..."

Jiang Shuying was stunned and touched Wang Meng's head: "Don't you have a fever? Why have you started writing poetry?"

Before Wang Meng could answer, Jiang Shuying said again: "By the way, I heard that the reporter mentioned Yang Ying at noon. Was he discovered that the reporter?"

"Oh!" Wang Meng sighed and said, "Volume!"

"By the way, who did you meet at the director's party you attended? What topic did you talk about? Is it interesting? Where is it?" Jiang Shuying asked again.

Wang Meng continued: "It's too vulgar!"

"Ah! What are you doing? Murder your husband!" As a result, Jiang Shuying took out her ultimate move, this round and a half.

"I'm going to make you crazy. You can't speak well. What a vulgarity, so show off." Jiang Shuying said with relief when she saw Wang Meng sucking the air conditioner.

Damn, it seems that I am not as literary as a literary person, so it’s better to be more normal.

Wang Meng thought this farce was not fun.

I have been defined, pretending to be literary is not suitable, and I am also very good at being a good person.

Immediately, it is better for you to hug your wife or to whisper or to whisper.

...

"I said why are you weird? It turns out that you have met a young literary man and want to learn from others. If you are too late, you will be a slut who will learn from literature and art."

After listening to Wang Meng's explanation, Jiang Shuying joked about what happened this afternoon.

"I can't do anything, why am I a hooligan?" Wang Meng muttered dissatisfied.

"Hmph! I know that I have occupied two of them now, and I am not a hooligan yet, so I want to name it."

Finally, Jiang Shuying said again: "By the way, why did that woman be so happy this afternoon? Have you done something bad again? Look at her being proud of her."

This sentence made Wang Meng's question stunned. It seemed that she had indeed had a touch of love at noon, but she was carrying Jiang Shuying on her back.

"What are you thinking? I'm so tired when I sleep. I'll have to shoot tomorrow."

Wang Meng has always ignored the unexplained questions to answer.

This time the same...
Chapter completed!