Principal Wu almost couldn't help but slap this guy to death. Can this be measured in money? It's simply a blasphemy against art. A good story that could be sung has been made into a stink by this guy. It's vulgar, really vulgar.
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Han Fei felt uncomfortable being stared at by everyone, so he could only laugh: "I was just joking, why did you take it seriously?"
Tao Yuehua gave him a fierce look, meaning: If you can't speak, don't speak. Everyone had the same expression.
This made Han Fei very uncomfortable. It was clearly his copyright, but he couldn't get any money for it. But he still didn't let anyone talk about it. It was simply miserable.
Ji Shaogang felt like a treasure after getting Han Fei's script. He turned around and ran away with several colleagues from Renyi. Principal Wu and other leaders also went to have a "work meal".
While everyone was left staring, Tao Yuehua narrowed his eyes and glanced at Cui Wenjing: "Ahem, your performance this time is okay, but don't raise your tail. You must continue to work hard next semester and don't give someone a chance to turn around.
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Cui Wenjing was so angry that her nose was crooked, but she couldn't get angry yet, so she could only vent her anger on the students in Class 1: "This holiday, each person should write me a review of a film and television drama every week, and the length should not be less than 800 words.
Words, and also, when you come back from the holiday, if anyone has problems with body management, I will let you lose weight back within a week, why are you still here? Is it glorious? Dismissed!"
There were only two classes of students left in the background. After being stunned for a moment, everyone cheered: "It's holiday!"
It's just that the students in Class 1 look miserable. Everyone is having a hard time during this holiday. That's all. Body management is a nightmare for the students during the holiday.
The second class is cheering for joy. Without comparison, there is no sense of achievement. During this holiday, they can eat as much as they want and stay up all night. It’s a lot of fun just thinking about it, isn’t it?
"Old Han, don't run away, I'll kill you today." Qin Ming shouted and chased after him.
Except for Hu Caini, most of the second class also followed.
Han Fei called Jia Yougan and the others together by the way. Anyway, they were herding one sheep and herding a group of sheep, so as not to invite them alone when the time came.
At the wine table, everyone exchanged glasses and gradually became acquainted with each other. The students in Class 2 also met the screenwriter club where the legendary dragon never saw its end.
When Jia Youqian heard that Han Fei had asked the artist to take the script away without asking for a penny, he was a little surprised: "No, Old Han, this is not your style of doing things."
Han Fei looked upright: "You kid, don't ruin my reputation by talking nonsense, why don't you allow me to have a heart that admires art? Be careful, I will sue you for slander."
"Don't come here. I really believe that changing someone's reputation will hinder your talent. You kid? I won't believe it even to death." Jiang Qinghou laughed and scolded.
Then Qin Ming, Jin Boyuan and the others started making noises, and Han Fei had no choice but to tell the truth, otherwise these guys probably wouldn't stop until they beat him down today.
"Think about it, with Renyi endorsing me, am I still afraid that the drama clubs won't come to me to buy the license?"
When everyone thought about it, it was really true. While feeling envious in their hearts, they denounced Han Fei with their mouths. Alas, this is human nature!
Han Fei drank a little too much, and stood on a chair amidst the cheers of the crowd: "Stop~~~ Everyone listen to me. Although I provided the plot of the donkey getting water, the script is technically the responsibility of the crew and screenwriter.
We made it together with the agency. From now on, any money collected through authorization will be saved first to establish a fund. If anyone lacks funds for filming in the future or has difficulties at home, the money will be used first.
How about paying it back until you have enough money?"
The other students in Class 2 were all envious. Let’s not talk about how much money there is but how little money there is. At least it feels good, even though the money may not necessarily be used on themselves.
Zhang Yue looked at Han Fei with an inexplicable look. It looked like he had lost money on this deal, but in fact, Han Fei took out a piece of hot potato and raised the cohesion of the small team to an extremely high level in just a few words.
the point.
Even if most people don't have access to this money, as long as this fund exists and helps people in need, everyone will appreciate Han Fei's kindness.
Secondly, although the main plot of "Donkey Deshui" was thought up by Han Fei, it is the result of the teamwork of the screenwriter club and the drama team. Han Fei took the money himself, and most people may not have objections, but if someone
Are you feeling uncomfortable but embarrassed to speak out? This will lay a root of trouble for the small team, and it may break out at some point. It is best not to use it to test human nature when it comes to interests.
In the face of huge profits, Han Fei can still remain calm and refuse temptation. Such a person is either a pure literary youth or extremely ambitious, and the money will not be taken seriously at all.
According to Han Fei's style, he was obviously not a young man, so he could only be the latter. Zhang Yue couldn't help but think about it carefully. If Han Fei was really as she imagined, it would be terrible. Once he enters the entertainment industry in the future,
The circle should stir up a storm, right?
"This is a good suggestion, Old Han, but you are a thoughtful one." Jia Youqian raised his hands in agreement. He was not short of money anyway. The previous three million only needed his signature to get it. Didn't he just give up?
Jiang Qinghou drank so much that his tongue was a little knotted: "Okay, I approve with both hands!"
But what made Han Fei depressed was that after everyone agreed to his proposal, they drank him a round of wine under the leadership of Jia Youqian.
Before he fell drunk, Han Fei cursed and said: "Old Jia, if you dare to open a double bed room for me again, I will beat you to death!"
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The next day, Han Fei woke up from the hotel bed. It was okay. It was a standard room with a double bed. What allowed him to hold his forehead was that there was a woman's handbag on the bed next door. There seemed to be someone taking a shower in the bathroom, and water was dripping from the shower.
There was a hissing sound on the tiles.
Han Fei was just about to put on his clothes and get up to flee the scene. As a result, the bathroom door opened, and what he saw was a pair of slender legs...
It was Zhang Yue. Of course, she was wrapped in a bath towel. Apart from her fair limbs and exquisite collarbones, she didn't have much to look at.
"How are you? You have a good figure, right?" Zhang Yue flirted with Han Fei with a flirtatious look.
Han Fei gritted his teeth and said, "You should know the consequences of doing this."
Zhang Yue smiled, then sat down on the bed, picked up the lipstick and applied it in front of the makeup mirror. She seemed to be very satisfied with the color of the lipstick. She turned her face and said with a proud smile: "What? Do you still want me to be responsible?"
Han Fei was about to pounce, but Zhang Yue immediately screamed and hid aside like a frightened rabbit.
"It seems that you are not that willing to go out of your way?" Han Fei smiled.
"Rogue." Zhang Yue said seriously: "However, if you agree to be my boyfriend, we can't try to date."
Han Fei sighed and shook his head, returned to his bed, and began to change clothes: "Oh, let's forget it. Being with you, I don't know how many brain cells I will lose every day. A smart woman will put pressure on a man."
very big."
Zhang Yue curled her lips disdainfully: "That's a man's excuse for his incompetence."
Han Fei shrugged and did not refute, but asked: "By the way, why did we get a room?"
"It's not you yet. I won't let boys share a room with you. Alas, you won't be..." Zhang Yue's smile gradually became evil.
"Are you thinking too much? Are all the girls nowadays so dirty?" Han Fei changed his clothes and left the hotel room angrily.