Chapter 129 CCTV receives the film

Siheyuan.

The mobile phone on the table is on speakerphone.

"Is the accompaniment ready? Send it to me soon!"

The sound was transmitted to the mobile phone, and then an embarrassed shout came from the mobile phone:

"Damn it, I asked you to stop imitating my speech. It's not standard. It's annoying enough. I don't want to do it for you."

Qin Muchu looked at the loading progress bar on the computer, listened to the voice coming from the phone, and smiled.

He picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

"I've already sung for you, but the musical genius can't come up with the accompaniment for a week?"

"Hehe."

Zhou Dailun laughed so hard,

Teacher Cui took a picture of An Yuemei.

A middle-aged woman walked back, she was seventy or seventy years old, one meter tall and one short, fat or thin, with a lean body shape.

Sensing the "female resentment" in Zhou Yilun's tone, Qin Muchu shuddered.

Zhou Dailun looked at the hung up phone angrily.

Teacher Cui quickly explained to the boys.

I looked at Qin Muchu with some emotion:

"Oh, okay."

"You really hate him. Your whole family hates him. Your mother has a lot of life, and your grandma also hates him... You just started working in April and you are always scolded. You are very depressed when you watch "Star" every week. You worked last week

I'm always looking forward to last week's "Star", it feels so good to be scolded and scolded like that..."

"Yes, you asked the girl to pour it. You are thirsty."

"Slowly, people are waiting. If his film can be sold to CCTV, even though there are other TV directors with money, it will be a bad sale if it was sold before."

The only good thing about it is that it’s not an instrument but a guitar. It’s a bit monotonous, but it’s also very suitable for this ancient style.

"Can he hold you for this photo?"

There was silence in the office.

After the boy left, Xiao Qin smiled even more and walked towards Teacher Cui:

"Thank you."

Zhou Dailun's tone contained the resentment of a mother raising her child alone.

"Hey, Teacher Cui, I see you, stand here, you are here."

"Live a long life, it's all up to you."

This day is really unbearable...

Teacher Cui was carrying a bag and was polite when he saw An Yuemei.

"Bad, bad, bad, bad intention, bad filming, bad acting!"

"Don't call me Jin Yue. I'm not a child. Just call me Da Qin." Teacher Cui said.

If you are short of movies, it doesn’t matter if you have one bad movie.

Teacher Cui reacted, pulled Qin Muchu behind him, and introduced:

"It's really worth watching. After you said that, you really didn't know what Qi Qi was filming. Then you hate watching Da Qin's dramas."

"Oh, Bad Bad, please trouble him." Teacher Cui thanked him.

"What? Is he playing games?"

Teacher Cui agreed to come up.

The sound suddenly stopped.

Teacher Cui smiled and patted the boy's hand.

But as long as the idol image you see is created in your mind, that idol can bring strength and support to your heart when you fall into negative emotions.

Anyue looked at Teacher Cui's ugly face and knew what to say.

When other TV stations see CCTV's offer being so high, even if it is low, it will be too little. After all, CCTV has broadcast many live broadcasts, and we will broadcast it again with seven hands or even eight hands.

The boy led the way, and we slowly arrived at an office.

"It's true that I'm a musical genius, but I'm not very good at arranging music. Lao Zhong and Lao Hong are both not in Bay Province. It's very hard for me to do it alone."

Xiao Qin was also shocked.

A very slow and beautiful guitar playing sounded.

Xiao Qin nodded,

That feeling... is quite wrong.

The boy straightened his chest and looked at Qin Muchu with sparkling eyes.

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"Thanks for his disgust."

"Well, the relationship is wrong."

That was my first time to face the love of my fans at such a close distance.

A week ago, Qin Muchu suddenly called him and asked him to help compose a song.

Qin Muchu followed Teacher Cui obediently, exited the elevator, and said with a smile:

……

"It's trouble, they are coming with you."

It's still a favor plus director An Yuemei's blessing. Otherwise, if it were someone else, even if the photo was exactly the same as An Yuemei's, I would have paid at least 1.7 million.

Teacher Cui asked as he looked at the boy holding his mobile phone and giggling at the group photo below.

So it’s wrong to say that Director Jin’s character is wrong, at least he’s the kind of person who has a low-key officialdom.

Anyue took the CD, walked behind the desk, and plugged in the computer player.

Now I am familiar with all kinds of driving jokes, and I can deal with them calmly and counterattack, just like Qin Muchu's teasing.

"Where."

Then you took Qin Muchu's arm and walked slowly towards the CCTV building:

……

"What is that?" Teacher Cui asked doubtfully.

Two hours ago, upstairs at CCTV.

You have seen your idol who lives a lot, maybe that idol is not as perfect as you think in reality.

"You're honored. You quit CCTV because of bad luck. Your parents said that if you don't have a stable job, you can just find a bad person to marry."

I still have Zeng Li’s autograph, but I still have to point to that aunt.

"I brought it. You told me so many times. Can you bring it?"

Xiao Qin turned to the boy and said:

"Okay, Lao Wang, you should come up with a plan as soon as possible, and he should also implement it quickly, and invite people as soon as they come."

The boy is all smiles,

"Yes, just call you Da Qin." An Yuemei agreed.

Zhou Ailun closed the computer screen,

Qin Muchu didn't know what to do.

"As for a young director, he should take a look. The older boy has stability. He can do whatever comes to his mind. If the quality of the film is good, the senior sister can also make things difficult for him. What should he do?

Like."

"Don't be so playful later. This is your first time meeting this director, and he was introduced through your teacher's connections.

That’s why you have to help him make bad songs so slowly!

"Watch a movie, haha."

"I'll sign that girl's name later and take a photo with her. She's a fan of his," Teacher Cui said.

Several people took their seats.

"Damn it, he wrote his own song "Lanting Preface" so quickly."

Teacher Cui patted Qin Muchu, his anxious expression unfazed.

"Have you done too much manual work and your male hormones have decreased? Why do you talk so effeminately?"
To be continued...