No. 031 is obviously a director who doesn’t have much sense of humor.
Of course, maybe he doesn’t think Su Yi’s thing is an old leng, it’s just a little house bird at most.
"So, it's impossible to take out my original clothes again?" Su Yi said with regret as he put on the pajamas prepared for him by No. 031, "The total of all those clothes is more than five hundred yuan."
It’s a pity that it’s money.”
"You can bring anything in, including yourself." No. 031 said expressionlessly: "But except for changes, you can't take anything away from the studio world, except yourself."
"I believe you have also discovered that time flows in the world of the studio for two and a half months. When you come back here, for you, only more than an hour has passed. Therefore, everything that has changed due to time in that world will not change after you come back.
It will all be automatically corrected and restored."
"You mean, no matter how long I live in the studio world, my life will not be lost with the time in the studio world?" Su Yi's eyes widened instantly.
This is definitely great news for him!
"Yes." No. 031 nodded, "Generally, the time flow rate ratio between the real world and the studio is in the range of 1 to 3000-8000. An hour in the real world is often equal to several months in the studio world. If the studio world
Time can affect you. If you don’t make a few films, you will die of old age.”
"If that's really the case, my current salary will be doubled a hundred times." Su Yi was a little scared, but also a little surprised.
"Why are you thinking so much about money?" Director No. 031 couldn't help but ask, "Don't you have any ideals?"
"When I make enough money and sit in a spacious and bright villa, I will think about my ideals." Su Yi said with a smile.
No. 031 shook his head and sighed, saying: "If you don't have any artistic pursuits and won't go far, you will only waste your talent."
"Maybe my talent is to make money." Su Yi said.
No. 031 looked at Su Yi and suddenly felt the urge to hit him.
Su Yi looked at himself in the mirror wearing pajamas and felt awkward.
"Where are the cards in my hand? Old man?" He turned around and asked, "How can I clock the clock later if I don't have any cards in my hand?"
"..." 031 showed a puzzled expression.
"Haha, just kidding." Su Yi laughed, rubbed his face vigorously, looked at himself in the mirror again for a while, and finally couldn't help frowning and said: "Director, have you noticed, am I somewhere?"
Has it become different?"
"Don't you know what you did on the set?" No. 031 said quietly, "You killed five people with your own hands, assisted Lu Mingzhe in killing one person, car chases, gun battles, rescued people, you survived.
It has been more than 20 years, and nothing has happened more than these three months. How can you still be the same as before?"
Su Yi's smile froze, and then slowly disappeared from his face.
"That's not me." He said.
"That's really not me!" His voice changed slightly.
"You are too into the show." No. 031 sighed, "If you are not crazy, you will not survive. In this scene, you are already crazy, that's why you are so outstanding. If it weren't for the fact that your performance in many parts is really immature,
You can even earn enough director points to be promoted to a professional actor in just one scene."
Su Yi looked at himself in the mirror and still couldn't accept it.
He seemed to be having a nightmare.
How he wished this was just a nightmare.
He didn't dare to think that he had lived a law-abiding life for more than twenty years, followed the rules and was kind to others, but as soon as he arrived outside the law, he completely let himself go and killed five people in one breath!
Is it because of his evil nature?
Or is it really forced by the situation?
He did not dare to delve into this issue.
He looked at himself in the mirror, and the person in the mirror seemed to raise the corners of his mouth, showing him an evil and cruel smile, and an inexplicable fear arose in his heart.
"Su Yi." No. 031 woke him up.
"There's something wrong with you, you've lost yourself a little bit." He frowned and said, "You have to adjust yourself, otherwise you will end up going completely crazy and destroy yourself."
"I, I also feel that something is wrong with me." Su Yi rubbed his head and said with difficulty, "I always want to relax. I'm kidding you. I deliberately don't think about what I have done, but obviously, it's useless." "If you believe me, I can help you." No. 031.
Su Yi raised his head, with a bit of hope in his eyes.
"Another scene, a light-hearted comedy, will make you relax all over." Director No. 031 said, "If you are willing, I will make an exception this time and let you participate in the performance as a professional actor. I will still
Give you the greatest freedom and let you play as you like. How about it? Are you interested?"
"One more scene..." Su Yi was a little confused.
"Yes, let's do another show." No. 031 said, "It will take you a few hours at most, and it will allow you to participate in the performance as a professional actor in advance. This kind of opportunity is definitely only once."
"How do you calculate the money?" Su Yi suddenly asked.
"..." 031 looked at him quietly, "According to the company's regulations, in addition to the director points you earn in the performance, the professional actor's remuneration for each film must also add your existing director points, which is your film contract.
Signature fee."
Su Yi's eyes suddenly lit up: "You just said that my current director score is 28 points, which means that as long as I act, the signing fee will be 280,000?"
"Yes." No. 031 took a deep breath, "And because you have become a contracted actor of the company, the signing fee will be paid to you before you sign the performance contract and enter the set."
"And my previous 380,000..."
"Give it to you too!"
"So, I will be worth 660,000 yuan all of a sudden?" Su Yi said in disbelief, "No matter how hard I work, it is quite possible for me to be worth one million yuan, right?"
"Yes!"
"Then what are you waiting for? I'll sign! Where's the contract? Director?"
"..."
Su Yi met Miss Zhen again.
The signing of contracts and payment of remuneration are not under the control of No. 031.
After signing his name on the contract and receiving a text message that 660,000 yuan had been credited to the bank, Su Yi felt as if he was in a dream, with an unreal feeling.
"Is your remuneration all after tax?" he asked in surprise.
"Of course." Miss Zhen pushed up her glasses, "And Mr. Su, don't worry, your income will come from formal and legal sources in your world, and you don't have to worry about any problems at all."
"That would be the best." With excitement, Su Yi directly transferred 200,000 cash to his father's card through mobile banking.
Then he walked to the window and waited for a while anxiously.
Within five minutes, my father called.
"Xiao B, I may have received a scam text message just now."
