Luocheng finally ushered in its first snowflake this winter on the 29th day of the Chinese New Year.
However, Zhang Hong's family of three is not in Luocheng now. They returned to the village in their hometown to celebrate the New Year with their grandparents.
It was New Year's Eve. The three of them, who had finished the New Year's Eve dinner, sat under the eaves drinking hot tea while watching the snow.
You can also chat by the way.
Zhang Hong took the lead in breaking the silence, "Are you not watching the Spring Festival Gala tonight?"
Mr. Zhang is calm and gentle:
"What's there to watch? Teacher Su Baochuan passed away, and Lin Yujie announced that he would not be on the Spring Festival Gala after retirement. What's there to watch now? Why don't you go up and sing two songs?"
The old man was quite satisfied with his grandson's singing skills.
Zhang Hao also began to complain, "Yes, why are you going to make a movie if you have nothing to do? If you continue to shoot TV series, maybe there are still some people who can watch it, but now they have no motivation to watch TV."
If Zhang Hong was still filming a TV series, how could he have so many worries?
It doesn't make much money to film TV series.
Zhang Hong indeed said this: "Dad, it's not profitable to shoot TV series."
Zhang Hao raised a question, "What about your dream? Didn't you enter the entertainment industry for your dream?"
"No, just to make money."
Zhang Hong sighed, "Dad, I'm just trying to make money and improve my status. I don't have much ability, so I have some talent in filming."
Zhang Hao felt very uncomfortable.
He couldn't help but ask, "Who fooled you into making a movie? Don't you know that the probability of making a movie is very high?"
"No, I think I'm pretty good." Zhang Hong gave a thumbs up, "Making a movie? It was what Uncle Wu told me before. Just the president of the China Film and Television Association, I heard that he was also quite awesome in the past.
Director, he is responsible for those authoritative awards in China now.”
Uncle Wu... Zhang Hao has never heard of this person.
He doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry.
He doesn't like watching movies either.
But from today on, this person will have a place in his small notebook.
Grandpa Zhang Hao sat aside and sipped in the purple clay pot and smiled without saying a word.
He built a country and worked hard for most of his life, earning billions of dollars twenty years ago.
Later he had a tumor, but fortunately it was benign.
But for this reason, he understood the value of life, so he gave up everything and left the company to his son, and then lived a retirement life early.
It's quite cool.
I originally thought that my children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, but he didn't expect his son to do anything about the company.
Anyway, I will definitely not starve to death.
Who knew that my son, who was obsessed with pastoral life, had no idea how he got his idea. After twenty years of development, the company not only became a group, but also a top consortium that was ranked among the world!
He also saw the test of his son on his grandson. To put it bluntly, he didn't want his grandson to be bad at college in a honeypot since he was a child.
Otherwise, how uncomfortable would it be to be nicknamed "Brother Mi Qingzi" in the future?
Now it is probably because my son plans to slowly train his grandson to take over and he can retire early like himself.
As a result, my grandson fell in love with the entertainment industry.
But this seems nothing to the old man.
At least I wouldn't feel like a successor to some group members, and I felt that I was amazing, but in the end I was about to destroy the group within a few years of succession.
There are even those who owe a lot of debts.
It's good for grandson to do what he likes.
After all, according to the current assets of the Zhang family, even if Zhang Hong is a child who is so generous every day, it will take more than 5,000 yuan to spend all the money at home.
Then it’s time for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors!
And this is when the family’s assets do not continue to grow.
But according to my son's investment skills, it is probably difficult for the assets to not grow.
Zhang Hong reached into his pocket and touched the cigarette box, but he didn't take out the cigarette in front of his elders:
"Actually, Uncle Liu and Uncle Sun also advised me to consolidate my reputation first when shooting TV series, but later I still wanted to make a movie."
Zhang Hao was heartbroken, "Why didn't you listen to them?"
Zhang Hong smiled and comforted his father, "Dad, don't worry, my movie box office will not fail."
Zhang Hao was speechless.
This is what he is worried about!
Seeing that the atmosphere gradually became stiff, Mr. Zhang began to change the topic, "By the way, Xiaohong, when will your movie be released?"
Zhang Hong raised his hand and looked at his watch.
It's nine-thirty pm now.
"It's just today. It's premiered at 11:55 pm."
Zhang Hao saw that something was wrong and hurriedly said, "Dad, it's too late to go back to the city now, right?"
The old man smiled and said, "What kind of city is going to? The tickets for the city cinema will definitely be sold out. It takes more than ten minutes to drive to the county town, and you can watch the county cinema."
As he said that, the old man handed the phone to Zhang Hong, "Hong, buy a few tickets, let's go and see your movie together tonight."
"Okay!"
Zhang Hong took out his cell phone and was about to open the app to buy tickets.
His movies are the type that can be watched openly for parents and elders.
Unlike his previous life, he had a friend who wrote, who only knew that he wrote books, but he didn't know what he wrote at all.
Because he wrote about the kind of harem that would die socially if parents knew about it.
According to his boast after drinking, he said that he always wrote books by thinking and then writing them.
In the eyes of his friend's parents, he was still a innocent little brother who had never held a girl's hand.
His friend once thought about writing a book that he could read to his parents and friends with ease.
I did write it out, but it was so hard to eat.
Not to mention finding a partner.
So that friend began to give up on himself and claimed that he must write the harem in the next book.
Unfortunately, Zhang Hong traveled through time, and I don’t know if he wrote it out.
In my memories, Zhang Hong had already opened the ticket purchase app and then glanced at the movie tickets.
Well, in addition to his two movies, there are four other movies released at the same time.
Wang Zhi's "Qingcheng Escort Bureau".
It tells a literary and artistic martial arts story.
Luo Chenyi's "Thirty Years".
It tells the story of a thirty-year-old man’s depression and sadness in the face of society.
Liang Fan's "Love of Immortals".
Well...a fantasy fairy tale film full of traffic stars.
Zhang Hong took a look at the time and booked a ticket for "Yan Sheng".
As for "Idol Legend" and Wang Zhi's "Qingcheng Escort Agency", he plans to watch it when he has time tomorrow or the next day.
He was stunned when he clicked on the ticket purchase interface of "Yansheng".
Then he immediately opened the vote interface of "Idol Legend".
A few seconds later, he put away his phone and sighed, "Oh, I can't see it today."
Zhang Hao hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
He suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
Zhang Hong shrugged, "The premiere of my two movies was sold out."
Zhang Hao: "..."
He didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow at this moment.
Not watching these two movies is the result he wants.
But... he didn't think it was because the tickets were sold out...
The old man didn't want to be disturbed, so he asked, "What about other movies? Are there any empty scenes?"
Zhang Hong lit up the phone screen and said, "Let me see."
Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Dad, how is that possible? Zhang Hong is a newcomer to the film industry. He used to be famous for filming TV series. If his tickets were sold out, it only means that the traffic of the New Year holiday this year is relatively large, and the other ones are there.
All movies are made by veteran directors, and they all have achieved success.
Zhang Hong’s movies are all over the place, how could they be dissatisfied with it?”
Zhang Hong looked up and said, "Uh... Dad, there are still tickets for "Qingcheng Escort Bureau", can you watch it?"