"Hey, handsome boy, which school are you from? My name is Tang Xiaoxiao and I am from Huaxia University of Finance and Economics. They are all my classmates." The oval-faced girl should be the bolder among the three, waiting for the middle-aged woman to climb up to the upper bunk unwillingly.
Only then did he start communicating with Han Fei.
Han Fei smiled: "Hello, Han Fei, a freshman at Beijing Film Academy."
"Jingying? Then you will be a star in the future?" The three girls were all a little excited. They looked at Han Fei differently, as if they were looking at some kind of rare creature. Well, they can be seen and touched.
It's so alive.
Han Fei was speechless for a moment. How can you explain to laymen the difference between celebrities and actors? It seems to be a problem of the century. It is best to give up.
"Hey, you're not going to Hengdian to film a movie this time, are you?" Tang Xiaoxiao dragged her chin, with "curious" barely written on her face.
Having said that, Han Fei was really a little unsure. Jiang Qinghou just said that Jianghu was helping out, but he didn't ask in detail whether he was asked to play a role or to do drama management or something.
"Not necessarily. It's just that my friends asked me to help. It's always to gain some practical experience."
Tang Xiaoxiao and the other three were extremely envious: "It's amazing. Just after freshman year, we were able to go to the crew to gain practical experience. In fact, we are also going to participate in social practice this time..."
Tang Xiaoxiao is actually very cheerful and talkative. They are actually freshmen majoring in social economics. The so-called social practice is actually a senior sister who has graduated said that a company is recruiting for the position of social investigator. The salary is only more than 4,000, but it does not include
Food and accommodation were provided, so three girls with no social experience came here with passion, thinking that they could not only make money but also get in touch with society.
Han Fei didn't care. Many companies in the society were willing to give some short-term positions to college students. Of course, these companies did not do this because they cared about society and responded to the government's call to provide vacation jobs for college students.
The biggest reason is that these short-term positions often only last for one or two months. Now the government has become more and more strict in supervising employers. Employees who are fired at will must be compensated. College students only have two months of vacation.
Resigning and leaving will save them a lot of money.
It only took more than six hours in total from Beijing to Yiwu. The group of people chatted and chatted and quickly arrived. Tang Xiaoxiao left Han Fei's phone number and the two parties said goodbye at the train station.
The shuttle bus from Yiwu to Hengdian was also very fast. It took almost an hour and a half. Han Fei saw Jiang Qinghou as soon as he came out of the station.
"Okay, I know you are reliable." Jiang Qinghou patted Han Fei on the shoulder.
Han Fei punched him on the shoulder angrily and joked: "What a lousy crew you are, you can't even afford a plane ticket. My bones are about to fall apart while riding in the car."
Jiang Qinghou looked a little embarrassed: "Actually, this is a big drama, and it's not that we don't have money. The key is, you don't have this position. The producer and finance are all sent by the employer, and the crew just buys a needle."
We have to pay the bill, not to mention the air tickets?”
Well, this is the reason for the co-authorship. Han Fei suddenly felt that he shouldn't ask more questions. It was so fucking embarrassing.
"What about you? What are you doing here? Doing odd jobs?" Han Fei changed the subject.
Jiang Qinghou rolled his eyes at Han Fei angrily: "You look down on your brother Hou, right? What kind of handyman? Have you seen my tag? Assistant director!"
Han Fei was so happy: "Bah, you're an assistant director. You're just trying to deceive a layman. Do you really think I don't know? As long as the assistant directors on this crew don't have a prefix, they are all just odd jobs."
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"Damn it, who has no business telling you all this nonsense? Is it Lao Jia? Let me tell you, he is just jealous..."
The two of them were joking all the way, and when they arrived at the hotel where they were staying, they could tell from the decoration outside that they couldn't expect luxury, it was just a small standard room.
"Now, this is my room. The extra who was there has finished filming and left. If you come, you can live in the same room with me." Jiang Qinghou opened the door and took Han Fei in.
As soon as he entered the door, Han Fei smelled a pungent smell of sweat, and quickly opened the window to disperse the smell: "Damn it, your doghouse smells too bad, doesn't it?"
Jiang Qinghou said earnestly: "Brother, you will understand after you live here for a while. My house is pretty good. If you go to other houses without air conditioning, you won't be able to get in at all."
Han Fei pointed at a machine with a yellowish surface and no baffles hanging on the wall, and said angrily: "You call this an air conditioner? Are you sure it can cool down?"
"Of course it can cool down...it's just that the sound is a bit loud." The second half of Jiang Qinghou's sentence was a little vague.
After putting the luggage in the room, Jiang Qinghou took Han Fei out. Han Fei originally thought that this guy would take him to have a massage first, but Jiang Qinghou took him all the way to the third floor.
Knocking on the door, a cool breeze hit him when he opened it, and Han Fei was refreshed. This thing is called air conditioning.
There were two men inside who were talking. One was half lying on the sofa and looked a bit ferocious with a beard on his face. The other was a very gentle middle-aged man with many body movements.
"It's Hou Zi, is he here?" The bearded man waved when he saw Jiang Qinghou.
Jiang Qinghou quickly took Han Fei over: "Director Wan, this is the junior student in the acting department who I told you is very talented."
The middle-aged man and the bearded man both began to look Han Fei up and down. The middle-aged man shook his head: "Director Wan, isn't he a little too handsome? Will he steal the protagonist's role?"
The bearded man waved his hand: "Just put on makeup. That's not a problem. The key is that he is a villain. Can he really be so ruthless at such a young age?"
Han Fei was in a state of confusion. He still knew this bearded man. He was a well-known director in the industry. He was good at directing gangster movies and police movies. However, his movies were often too violent and bloody and could not be released in the mainland.
According to Jiang Qinghou, is this a role for himself? And it doesn’t seem to be a dispensable small role?
"I want to give it a try." Han Fei said.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but the bearded man smiled: "Okay, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Hou Zi, give him Mike's script."
Jiang Qinghou nodded and handed a script to Han Fei.
Han Fei also roughly understood what kind of drama this was through the script. The character Mike is the son of a gangster who has been studying abroad. After his father died, he came back to inherit the inheritance, and his ambitions completely expanded at this moment.
, and then set off a bloody storm throughout the underworld.
Although I don’t know what number this character belongs to in the play, this character did arouse Han Fei’s interest.
Almost ten minutes later, Han Fei closed the script: "I'm ready."
When Jiang Qinghou saw his movements, he wanted to stop him, but Han Fei moved too fast. There was a hint of disdain in the middle-aged man's eyes. He had seen too many young people like this, but in the end they could not escape the bearded man.
vicious.
But the bearded man smiled with interest: "Okay, let's get started!"