Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Nine: Fang An's Writing Road
OK! I'm on call!" When he heard that he could be on the show, Fu Xiaotang smiled and said, "Teacher Fang, can you tell me which TV station it is, so I can notify my dad to watch it."
"If nothing else happens, it will be Shonan Satellite TV. I will notify you of the specific time. You have worked hard during this period. When the time comes, I will take you to Shonan to have fun. It will be regarded as a public trip."
"Yeah! This feeling is good."
While eating, Fang Jing asked: "Have you applied for Duan Qingxue's volunteer service? Didn't I listen to you?"
There are many quotas for the best students in the class. Students like them can go to university directly without taking exams. A few days ago, Fang Jing encouraged all the students in the class to study.
As far as he knows, this policy seems to be abolished in one or two years. The younger students in the future will not receive this treatment. The next generation of students will have to take the exam honestly.
"I've applied. I'm majoring in film and television acting. I can't recommend candidates and I need to interview." Duan Qingxue said happily: "But I'm quite confident that I can definitely pass."
"Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Teacher Fang. It is you who made me find happiness in acting. I think being an actor is very interesting."
"Wow!! Actor, it's a pleasure to meet you." Fu Xiaotang patted Duan Qingxue on the shoulder and said, "Remember to look for me when you become famous!"
"Hahaha! It's okay, we are in the same school, very close."
"Really? That shitty school also has film and television performances? If I had known, I would have signed up. It would be great if we could continue in the same class."
"Forget it." Fang Jing laughed, "You are not suitable for this bowl of rice. Your face is too big to fit on the screen. The post-retouching master will be exhausted."
"Nonsense!" Fu Xiaotang frowned as he touched his face, "I don't think his face is big at all! Maybe it's because his head is big."
"Ha ha ha ha!!"
Everyone at the table laughed at her words.
Listening to the clear laughter of these seventeen or eighteen-year-old students, Fang Jing was also infected and laughed along with him.
Although they are very unprofessional in filming, they are the easiest to get along with. There is no intrigue or pretentiousness. Everyone takes filming as a normal course and still plays like crazy after class.
This kind of relationship is beyond the reach of society. Ordinary actors in an adult crew would never dare to play with the lead actor or quarrel with the director.
As for Duan Qingxue's desire to be an actor, Fang Jing had no objection. Unlike Lin Qiuyue, Duan Qingxue was purely a hobby and fun-loving person. She was exposed to many acting courses during her freshman year. If she felt that she was not suitable, she could transfer to another department.
Therefore, Duan Qingxue has a lot of choices. At worst, she can continue to learn her violin, or she can work as a bit player for a few years, and then return home to inherit the family property after graduation.
Lin Qiuyue had no choice. She had to go all the way. If she couldn't make it, she would be useless. She had no skills, and her family had no money. She didn't know which electronics factory she would work in when her contract expired.
The next day, Fang Jing packed up his things and left the school with the crew. Before leaving, everyone took a group photo at the school gate. After taking the photo, Fang Jing posted on Weibo with the title "Flash Girl Finale" and the second Weibo posted some stills.
In less than five minutes, Weibo exploded.
"Oh my gosh, Fang Jing is actually the director, how rare it is!"
"Brother Niubi! Internet writer, singer, actor, director, what else do you want to do?"
"Brother Fang Jing's first work, I support it, I will watch it in the theater when the time comes."
"The actor looks familiar in his school uniform. I'm looking at the background. Isn't this my alma mater? So cool, my Dali Hai. I must support it just because of this!"
In terms of popularity and traffic, Fang Jing is definitely one of the best in the entertainment industry. Even five Kuns cannot defeat him. Any Weibo post has tens of thousands of retweets and over 100,000 likes.
I didn’t rush to buy the hot search. The first one that day was Fang Jing’s appointment as director. Many celebrities and artists followed it and forwarded it. Some people sent congratulations on WeChat.
Some people in the comment area are supportive, while others are not optimistic about it. There are even big Vs who say that anyone can be a director now. They angrily cited Wu Jing as an example, saying that Wu Jing became popular and a large number of people followed suit.
After getting off the plane, Fang Jing continued to post on Weibo, saying that the investment was only a few million.
This is even more shocking. Some die-hard fans can't refute other people's slander. How many millions, brother? What can you do with this little money? Buy box lunches and stay in a hotel?
"Hahaha! Millions of dollars are spent on making a movie, including location, actors, lighting, camera, and post-production expenses. Did Fang Jing use a mobile phone to shoot the film?"
Letting the topic ferment on the Internet, Fang Jing did not provide any explanation. After returning home, he took a shower and planned to go find Fang Hui for a meal.
When they arrived at Fang Hui's house, the girl was wearing pajamas and squinting as if she had just woken up.
Wary in his heart, Fang Jing looked around to make sure there was no one around and then said: "Is Lin Qiuyue gone?"
"Ah!" Fang Hui yawned and said lightly: "Let's go. Why are you here when you are so good?"
"That's right, I care about you? Have you eaten?"
"No? You came here without saying a word, so I can order you some takeout."
"It's not healthy to eat takeout, so pack up and I'll take you to a big dinner later."
"No! I haven't washed my hair." Fang Hui wiped her eyes and lay lazily on the sofa.
"Sister, you just got up in the afternoon. What did you do yesterday? You didn't have lunch, right?" Fang Jing said worriedly: "Your body will collapse if you do this. It is when you are growing that you need to pay attention to nutrition."
"I have been at home during this time. If you go to my place, I will cook for you. Really, you are so old and you don't know how to take care of yourself."
"Hee hee! That's not bad!" Fang Hui suddenly cheered up and said with a smile, "I'm so bored, shouldn't I take advantage of the holiday to take a few days of rest?"
Three teachers in Chinese, Mathematics, and English took turns giving her individual classes and training, and she almost died from exhaustion.
"By the way, let me show you something."
Mysteriously, Fang Hui took out his laptop from the room.
Fang Jing didn't ask why the notebook was new. He knew without thinking that it had just been bought not long ago. He usually didn't give much money, most of it was given by Yang Ning, saying that girls would be rich and would not be easily cheated in the future.
"I have a friend who has just written a book. How about you help me take a look? He has already signed a contract."
Genius Sister and Dark Brother, Fang Jing’s mouth twitched when he saw the title of the book, and he looked at Fang Hui, this friend is not you, right?
"Tell me! Give me some advice."
Seeing Fang Hui's expectant look, Fang Jing couldn't bear to be shocked. He gritted his teeth and read a few chapters. The more he read, the more his scalp became numb. He found out that the brother in it was ugly and bad in many ways. He loved to bully his beautiful, lovely and kind-hearted sister.
The plot is also very bloody and hard to complain about.
"Ahem! Well written. Your classmate is very talented." Fang Jing bit the bullet and said something unconscionable.
"But me, my classmate said that she lost her train of thought and couldn't finish writing the essay after writing 30,000 to 40,000 words."
Unable to bear to let Fang Hui lose his only spare time interest, Fang Jing rubbed his chin and thought for a moment: "A good beginning is half the success. In fact, you can completely change the title of the book. The title must be eye-catching, and the other one is the introduction.
Be interesting."
"What about?"
"For example, when the King of Songs comes back and sees his sister living in a doghouse, he gets angry and moves into the doghouse too..."