The martial arts channel is very cool. Unless they are great masters, it will be difficult for other authors to survive.
If Fang Jing hadn't accumulated popularity through the previous book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", I don't know where he would be now.
Mr. Jin’s writing style looks very literary, and the lines between the lines are not as white as the online writing. This style of writing may have been popular a few decades ago, but it is not mainstream in this era.
When Fang Jing writes, he tries his best to follow modern vernacular, but there are some things that cannot be changed.
If he hadn't seen the six to seven hundred recommendation votes and dozens of comments every day, he would have doubted whether anyone would read this book.
On the third day after returning to Magic City, I had just uploaded the latest chapter, and Xu Shi came to visit.
Nanjing Studio...
"Why do you have time to come to my place?"
Seeing Fang Jing still coding in the office, Xu Shi sighed, "In our industry, we make money by writing online articles and start our own companies. In the end, there are not many people who still insist on writing."
Sitting down casually, Xu Shi sighed and said: "Since I have a career, I haven't coded for a long time. To be honest, I envy you for still having such original intention, but... coding during working hours is a good writer, but not
A good boss.”
"Come on, this is your old habit again." Fang Jing rolled his eyes, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Everyone has their own specialties. If Fang Jing is not good at management, he will not be able to manage it. Some things can be left to professionals.
What a leader has to do is point in a direction and make decisions on major matters.
With Yang Ning and professional managers in the company, it was rare for Fang Jing to relax.
And he didn't want to be as irresponsible as Xu Shi said, otherwise he wouldn't be sitting in the studio himself and getting off work at six o'clock every day.
With a smile, Xu Shi said: "Didn't I set up my own company? The director and team have been found. I want to make another series of Tomb Raiders, but as for the actors..."
"Hesitating is not your style. Tell me, do you want money or people?"
Xu Shi smiled sheepishly and said: "This time we are shooting Sha Hai, and we are short of a leading role. I want Zhang Ming'en, but the price is..."
Although Fang Jing and Fang Jing had gotten along well before, and there was nothing unpleasant between them, Xu Shi felt a little uncomfortable when he came back to ask for help just a few months after leaving.
But actors are too expensive now. Even though there is a salary limit order, the price of first- and second-tier actors is still tens of millions, which is not something he can afford as a newly established small company.
As long as there is a way, he will not look for Fang Jing shamelessly.
"No problem. That guy Zhang Mingen has been nagging me all day long that he wants to be the protagonist. You are doing me a favor. It's easy to talk about the money. You can go to Xiao Wenjing later and ask her to discuss the schedule with you."
"Thanks!"
"Why are you talking about this? It's easy." Fang Jing thought for a few seconds and then said: "Old Xu, you never thought about coming back? Now the company's difficulties are over."
"You know how difficult it has been for us to get from nothing to today. If you are willing to come back, I will keep the position of vice president of the company for you."
With a sigh in his heart, Xu Shi shook his head and thanked Fang Jing for his kindness, and said with a smile: "Forget it, vice president. If I can't survive one day, just leave me a warehouse keeper. More money, less work, and time code.
Character."
"By the way, Fenghuo and Phalaenopsis called me several times a few days ago. When we bought Xuezhong and Full-time Master, we said they would start production within three years. Now the agreed time is running out, so you can decide it yourself."
"Yeah! I understand!" Fang Jing nodded slightly, his brows furrowed into the Chinese character "Chuan".
The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step. The construction of the Three Lives, Three Lives, Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms and the People's Name has already made Fang Jing almost overwhelmed.
If Snow Knife and Full-Time Masters start shooting, there will definitely not be enough manpower.
But if I don't shoot, the copyright will be taken back. It's written in black and white on the contract.
After Xu Shi left, Fang Jing contacted Fenghuo and Phalaenopsis and asked them to give him some time. The contract matters need to be postponed for a few months.
Now Fang Jing still has some face, he made an apology, and after a few drinks, Feng Huo and Phalaenopsis did not embarrass him, and agreed to extend it for half a year.
…
The next day, the Three Lives Three Worlds crew and Fang Jing visited the cast.
"Hahaha, hahaha!!"
At noon, as soon as Fang Jing entered the actors' lounge, he heard Xiao Zan's crazy laughter. Sitting opposite him were the black-faced Zhang Mingen, Dilmurat Dilmurat, Zhang Zhiyao and others.
Seeing that he was holding a mobile phone in his hand, Fang Jing didn't look good. He patted his shoulder and said, "What's so funny? If you have the time, couldn't you read more scripts?"
"Ahem! I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, I promise there won't be a next time."
Fang Jing doesn't like actors playing with their mobile phones on set. Xiao Zan knows his temper and must not explain it at this time.
"I don't have a show today, so I came over to play. Why are you so harsh?" Zhang Zhiyao joked: "You used to play crazier than him when filming, code words, live broadcasts, and play games. What do you think you didn't do?"
"Ahem! The situation was different. I was the best at that time."
When his background was revealed, Fang Jing didn't blush at all, and said with a matter-of-fact expression: "No one will care what you do after you become famous. When you are not popular, you should keep a low profile. I am doing it for his own good. If he is caught by the media, it is good to have him."
Eat the fruit."
The play is as big as the sky, the director of the crew has the final say, everyone is equal, the cast members are just actors, there are no stars...this is all nonsense.
Classes have always existed and have never changed. The entertainment industry is inherently unfair.
If the drama was bigger than the sky, there would be no actors who would change the script and add scenes. If everyone were equal, there would be no celebrities who bring their own makeup artists, ride in a separate RV, and eat eight dishes and two soups.
Even in Hollywood, sometimes actors and actresses can suppress the director, and some even have the right to replace the director.
There are many veteran actors and actresses in China. It is common for them to feel that the script does not meet their expectations and add or subtract at will.
But do some of these people say that they are not dedicated? No, even if their intentions are good.
But if you try a second- or third-tier star to do these things? I won’t scold you to death!
"I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, I know I was wrong!" Xiao Zan admitted his mistake honestly.
"It's not that I won't let you play, I just have to be aware of it."
Fang Jing took Xiao Zan's phone and smiled when he saw the entertainment news on it. This was a photo of Zhang Ming'en leaving the airport, wearing a black down jacket, a peaked cap, and a mask wrapped tightly, fearing that others would recognize her.
There were more than a dozen security personnel surrounding him holding hands, apparently fearing that fans would rush up to him.
The strange thing is that there are no fans at all, and one of the security guards couldn't help but laugh.
The media's headline was outrageous, reminding him not to forget to hire fans the next time he hires security guards.
Being stared at by Fang Jing, Zhang Mingen looked like an ostrich, his head almost buried in the soil.
It's so embarrassing. He never expected that one day he would have no fans at all. Aren't there usually a lot of fans on Weibo? Where are the people who excitedly shouted that they love him on the show?
Patting Zhang Mingen on the shoulder, Fang Jing wanted to say a few words of comfort, but when she said the words, she suddenly couldn't help but laugh. Everyone else was made to laugh by her move.