This movie is obviously guaranteed to make money without losing money. If Fang Jing misses even this, it will really be a thunderbolt.
Originally, he wanted to do it all, but Lin Chaoxian pulled off part of the investment before he found Fang Jing. With Fang Jing's 300 million, he already had 77, 88 or 80% of the money to prepare the crew before he even started.
In so many years of film career, this is the first time that he has gone so smoothly.
In the past, in order to secure investment, I almost knelt down when begging for help, as if I was begging for my ancestors. When was the meal served without a pound or two of white wine?
After wandering around with a cup in his hand, Fang Jing came to the stage. There were players practicing on the stage. Without being disturbed, he sat behind the audience and listened.
I listened to four or five singers, and none of them were bad. These contestants were originally professionals. They either debuted several years ago, or like Yu Wenwen, they grew up playing music.
In comparison, Yang Chaoyue is much worse, and it is incredible to be able to reach this point.
"Mr. Fang, why do you have time to come over?"
There was a spiritual voice near his ears, Fang Jing turned around and it turned out to be Wang Xiaomin.
The competition will start in a few hours, and now she has put on makeup, high heels, and black costumes.
Sitting next to him, Wang Xiaomin tilted his head and smiled, "Didn't you say you would come to teach us a day in advance? I didn't see your shadow until the afternoon yesterday."
"I'm sorry, I forgot to inform you about something." Fang Jing patted his head and then remembered.
"It's okay. You're a busy man. I've heard all about it. You're busy at the box office and splitting the accounts, right?"
When it comes to money, Wang Xiaomin has a lot of interest. She earns one billion at a time and is still a young man in her twenties. This kind of thing is simply a legend.
Now netizens are almost putting Fang Jing on the altar.
"I don't need to go there in person to split accounts, so why bother him?" Looking at the stage, Fang Jing continued: "I was already here, but I got a call and rushed back."
"I don't know how you are rehearsing these days. Are you confident you will advance?"
"There's no way this kind of thing can be 100%, as everyone knows destiny, but I'm quite confident, but I don't know if netizens have it."
Feng Timo is gone. Now she is the most popular among the eight, and with her good singing skills, top three is not a problem.
But Wang Xiaomin's personality is that she always says 80% with absolute certainty, and 80% says 60%.
God's calculations are not as good as those of man. I have seen too many shady scenes in the years since I debuted. I never dare to guarantee my votes in singing competitions.
You never know who the winner is until the last minute.
Fang Jing was still very confident about Wang Xiaomin, "How is Yang Chaoyue? Where is Yu Wenwen?"
"Xiao Yueyue is probably in danger, Wenwen has a high chance of advancing."
The two roommates get along with each other day and night, and it is clear to Wang Xiaomin who is stronger and who is weaker. Yang Chaoyue is really lucky to have gotten to where she is now, because she has a good environment to support her.
Yu Wenwen is a talented singer who is proficient in music at a young age. If the management company is good, it will not be a problem to work in the third tier in two years.
On the stage, Yu Wenwen came to the stage to rehearse with her guitar. Yang Chao cheered her on from the audience. Fang Jing clasped his hands on his chest and said with a smile: "Do you think she is short-minded?"
They are obviously competitors, so it's okay to encourage them in public. Seeing the situation, they are quite strong in private.
Wang Xiaomin held her chin up, with envy in her eyes, "It's normal. It will be like this when you first debut. It will get better in a few years. After all, growth takes time."
After looking at the time and seeing that it was almost time, Fang Jing said, "Come on, I'm going back and I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
"Yeah." Wang Xiaomin nodded as if she thought of something.
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Night falls, dark clouds cover the sky over the city, and with the roar of thunder, a heavy rain is coming.
The seventh episode of "China's Strongest Voice" has begun. Up to now, the program has come to an end. Thanks to the vigorous promotion by the program team, the ratings are pretty good.
Although he is not as high as he was at the beginning, he is considered to be above average in domestic variety shows.
Each of the eight contestants sang a song, with the host's advertisement and the final announcement time interspersed. The total duration of the program was one hour, which was quite a rush.
On the stage, several instructors were not very interested and each had their own concerns. Yang Mi was distracted as she listened.
Outside the TV station, there was a violent storm, and pedestrians were hurriedly walking on the road. On the stage, the singing and dancing were peaceful, and the "audience" in the auditorium burst into tears.
An hour later, the game ended. Yang Chaoyue and a girl named Chu Xiangyun were eliminated, and six advanced to four in the next game.
404 dormitory...
"Chaoyue, are you going to pack your luggage now? Are you going to eat later?"
"I know. I'll take my luggage with me and go to the hotel with Fang Jing after dinner, otherwise no one will pick me up tomorrow."
"Ah?" Yu Wenwen was shocked and covered her mouth.
"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean it that way." Yang Chaoyue blushed, "He arranged a place for me to live here. I will stay here for a few days and then return to the company after the recording of the program is completed."
Yu Wenwen breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Fang Jing back from the edge of the beast in time.
Now her impression of Fang Jing is much better. At least she didn't help Yang Chaoyue in this case. Everything was fair and just.
If one person writes another song for these two VIPs, then they, ordinary players who cannot afford to pay, will really have no choice but to quit playing.
"Chaoyue, do you feel bad after being eliminated? This is for you as a farewell gift." Yu Wenwen took out the guitar from the foot of the bed and gave it to Yang Chaoyue.
This was the prize she got when she won the championship in a foreign singing competition, and it has been with her on the battlefield from the beginning of the show to now.
"I can't take it. What will you do if you give it to me?" Yang Chaoyue waved her hand, "And I can't play it either."
"I won't use the guitar for the next songs." Yu Wenwen put the guitar into her hand, "If you don't know how to play, you can learn. That's it. I want to listen to you play next time we meet."
"Actually, you don't need to comfort me like this. Really, I am very satisfied to have made it this far. I now have more than 1.4 million Weibo followers, and I can probably receive several advertisements."
"Advertisement?" Yu Wenwen was stunned, "Hasn't anyone asked you to endorse an advertisement yet? That shouldn't be the case. My agent told me that there are already four commercials out there looking for me. I will shoot them as soon as I finish recording."
"You are so popular, how come no business wants you to endorse advertising."
Yang Chaoyue has two popular songs, especially those with rare characters, which are extremely popular on the Internet. No one has asked her to endorse them. Both Yu Wenwen and Wang Xiaomin felt that something was wrong.
"It's really not true. I don't even know who my agent is now. People can't find me even if they want to find me."
Her original agency has terminated her contract, and the new agent will probably be arranged after she has to go to Nanjing. Now she doesn't know who to contact for everything, and no one has informed her of any endorsements.
"Okay, you will know these things later by asking Fang Jing. Hurry up and change your clothes for dinner. We are waiting over there. Chaoyue, please help me unzip the clothes at the back."
"Oh, I see, sister Xiaomin, you have a really good figure."
Bending down to change clothes, Wang Xiaomin revealed her perfect hot figure, fair skin, waist and hips, which made Yang Chaoyue swallow her saliva.
"You are still young and have plenty of room to grow. You will be fine in the future."
Wang Xiaomin found a white T-shirt and put on light white tight jeans. In the same dormitory, everyone was together every day, and they had already seen what their bodies looked like.
And having a good figure is not a matter of inferiority complex. Feng Timo used to secretly go to the bathroom to change clothes.