When it's over, brush off your clothes and go away, hiding your merit and fame!
At the airport, young people wearing thick down jackets, carrying backpacks, lowering the brim of their hats, and wearing toad glasses lined up for security check.
When it was time for him, the young man took off his hat and glasses.
"Fang Jing!!" The airport staff recognized him immediately and checked him with trembling hands with excitement. They touched him for a long time but did not release him.
No one thought that the big star who just donated 10 million yesterday would come to the airport to fly alone today.
He only had one day's leave, and Fang Jing had to rush back at noon. This time he came alone, and naturally he left alone.
At noon, Fang Jing returned to the set and found that everyone looked at him wrong.
When the makeup was applied, the makeup artist's eyes were full of stars. The man in front of her was a real rich man! The popular national husbands and Mr. Shengda were not as rich as him.
That person would be reluctant to give away ten million yuan!
"Brother Jing, you are awesome!" Xu Shi cursed as soon as he entered the dressing room.
"Low-key, low-key!" Fang Jing waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
"You have donated 10 million, how can you be so low-key? Are you in need of a heated bed? How about you consider me? Even though I have a lot of flesh, I am warm."
"roll!"
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At the end of March, as soon as Yang Ning received the box office share, she checked in Fang Jing and stopped by the set to visit.
"Sister Ning, why didn't you tell me in advance so that I could take care of you?"
"What the hell, I'm here to talk about work with you!"
"Okay, please come this way!"
Taking Yang Ning to a deserted studio, Fang Jing pulled over a small bench and sat down. He had not taken off his makeup and would continue to act for a while.
Most of the actors joined the group to practice martial arts one month in advance. It was a bit hard, but the results are great, and now the filming speed is very fast.
Especially for martial arts scenes, there is no need to repeat it again and again, and there is no need to find a stand-in to match a certain actor, and there is no need to cut out pictures and AI to synthesize the face.
It was originally planned to be released during the summer vacation, but now we can watch it much earlier.
"The box office account for The Return of the Great Sage has come down. It's 51.35 million. Your part will be credited to your card. Please check carefully!"
"receive!"
Fang Jing has long been eager to take out the money. He has not received even a dime of the sixteen million he promised to the foundation.
This was charity money, and his face was burning even if I didn't give it to him for so long.
Fortunately, they were understanding and knew that he would have to wait for the return of the great sage to split the box office accounts before he could make any money.
"Also, let me tell you something serious!" Yang Ning straightened her body and said excitedly: "Didn't we make a profit this time by investing in The Return of the Great Sage? Many cartoons asked me to invest."
"I've brought all the information. Let's see which one can make a profit?"
Yang Ning took out a stack of documents and more than twenty pieces of paper from her bag, stuffed them into Fang Jing's hand, and looked at him with big eyes.
"Sister, do you think I am fiery-eyed? How do I know who is making money and who is not?"
"Take a look! It won't take you much time. The ones with bold fonts are all ones that I think are good."
"The Joyful Movie? Red Wolf's Happy Life? Astro Boy's Eyes? White Cat and Green Rabbit... Is this what you like?"
Fang Jing's head hurts when he sees the names one by one. If he hadn't been here, Yang Ning's billions of dollars would not be enough to lose.
"This is all about the sentiments of those born in the 1990s. The director said that if it is released, it will definitely be a big hit, which makes sense to me."
Fang Jing...
What is feelings? Feelings are memories, and time always stays at the moment in the past. If they were all reproduced, would it still be called feelings? Isn’t this called copying?
God of Gamblers, The True Colors of a Hero, Love in Heaven, Infernal Affairs, these are the memories of a generation, but how many people would be willing to watch them if they were replayed or had extras?
After turning to the last one, Fang Jing picked it up and looked at it carefully. Although the director did not know him, the story he introduced was very touching. It took twelve years to make this animation!
"Mr. Fang, I have your phone number!" Wu Jiajia came in with her mobile phone. When she saw Yang Ning, she nodded and said hello, "Sister Ning, are you here too?"
"Yan Ming called! He didn't say anything. He asked you to get back to him later."
The mobile phone was Fang Jing's personal one. Because he had to film a movie, he gave it to his assistant when he was at work. Although Wu Jiajia didn't know who Yan Ming was, he didn't dare to delay Fang Jing's affairs.
"I got it, go out!" After taking the call, Fang Jing called back.
It should be an extreme challenge for Yan Ming to find him at this time. Some time ago, he rejected He Kangsheng's variety show invitation, and I don't know if he can still be on the show now.
"Hey! Director Yan! Happy New Year, wish you a good old age. It's okay. I'm filming. How are you doing?"
"What a coincidence. I can't leave here either. Don't blame yourself. It's my fault. Okay, next time you treat me! I won't delay you anymore!"
"What's going on? Is there something wrong with Magic City TV?" Fang Jing didn't avoid Yang Ning when he called. She could hear a little bit from such a close distance, but it wasn't very clear.
"Well! The extreme challenge is over. Yeah, I can take a good rest in the next two months."
"Why are these people like this?" Yang Ning was angry, "They promised well last month. How many announcements have I made for you for this variety show? Even the first phase of the base camp at Xiangnan Satellite TV rejected it."
"Can you still laugh? Brother, tell me how long it has been since you released a new song? If you continue, the audience will forget about you."
"If you forget, just forget it!" Fang Jing continued to look at a document called Big Fish and Begonia.
The whole story originated from a dream the director had at night twelve years ago. Gods lived under the sea and were in charge of the sun, moon, wind and thunder.
Every year they turn into dolphins and go out to sea to see the beautiful scenery of the world.
A young man who made a living by fishing sacrificed his life to save Chun the dolphin and returned to the bottom of the sea. Chun felt uneasy and spent a huge price to resurrect the young man, but this also brought disaster to the village.
Fang Jing had seen the movie Big Fish and Begonia in his previous life. The painting style was beautiful and the story was touching. He burst into tears during the finale.
Although the box office of this movie was only over 500 million, which was only half of that of The Return of the Great Sage, Fang Jing prefers this kind of movie in his heart.
"Hey, this is a matter of life and death for you!" Yang Ning snatched the information, "Can you put this aside first, and let's plan the way forward."
"After filming Lao Jiumen, I went home and lay down for two months, waiting for the news to be released. I had already planned it!"
"You, you, you...you really can't hold up the wall!" Yang Ning's chest trembled with anger, "Why do I have to deal with someone like you?"
"Now is not the time to talk about Buddhism. It's not like you don't know what's going on in the entertainment industry. It will be three or four months later when Laojiumen is broadcast. In addition, you haven't been in the audience's sight for almost half a year.
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"And you are not the protagonist in this drama? How popular can it be? By then it will really be cool."
"Be calm and don't be impatient, otherwise your anger will harm your body!"
"Can I not be impatient?" Yang Ning spoke condescendingly, and spittle fell on Fang Jing's face like raindrops: "What will I eat if you don't work for half a year?"
The agent's income depends entirely on the artist, and now that Yang Ning is only in name only, Fang Jing doesn't show much publicity and takes on jobs, rarely moving once every ten and a half days.
If she really had to lie down for half a year, she could go home and drink the northwest wind.