"No, I just waited for three hours to come out. It's already four o'clock in the morning."
"Very good, how's the progress over there?"
"It's pretty good." Lin Chuan paused and said helplessly, "Why are we acting like agents? Can't we just turn on the lights?"
In the darkness, the empty room fell into silence.
After a while, a thick male voice sounded: "I thought it felt better this way."
As he said that, the room suddenly became bright.
Lin Chuan squinted his eyes to relieve the pressure on his eyes caused by the change in light, and stood up straight from his crotch.
In front of him was an ordinary-looking man wearing ordinary shorts, ordinary shorts, and ordinary flip-flops.
No, this man is anything but ordinary.
After all, it is really rare to see a man who is over two meters tall and has a body of tendons that stretches his short sleeves into tights.
Especially since he is bald.
This person is Lin Cai, who is also the father of brother and sister Lin Chuan and Lin Muqing.
Judging from the appearance, Lin Chuan and Lin Muqing's mother must be very beautiful, and the two brothers and sisters 100% inherited their mother's appearance.
Otherwise, if he inherited it from his father, then what Zhang Hong would probably see is Lin Chuan, who is 1.95 meters tall and looks like he should have appeared on the set of the first three JOJO movies, and Lin Muqing, who is sturdy and sturdy.
"Dad, you can't disguise your figure even if you want to. It's too conspicuous."
"Stop talking nonsense." Lin Cai grabbed his son and "smashed" him onto a chair, and said in a deep voice: "How did things go?"
Lin Chuan grinned and rubbed his back before saying, "Everything is under control! But there is a little problem now."
"explain."
"Originally, after my management, the remaining budget for Brother Hong's film was only enough for him to shoot half of the film at most. If he wanted to maintain the same level of big scenes with the remaining half, he would definitely have no chance. But...he
I caught up with Liu Yishou yesterday."
Like two caterpillars, Lin Cai's eyebrows were wrinkled into the character "Chuan" like Crayon Shin-chan: "Is it that Liu Yishou?"
"Who else could it be?" Lin Chuan looked helpless, "Before going to bed, I chatted with Brother Hong to find out the news, and I actually got it.
He didn't come to the set yesterday, but he ended up playing a guest role in Liu Yishou's set. I heard that Liu Yishou will help promote our TV series in the future. Dad, what do you think of this?"
Lin Cai said in a deep voice: "You just go ahead and complete your mission, and dad will take care of the rest."
After a pause, he asked again: "Are you sure everything else is under control?"
"Of course!" Lin Chuan was full of confidence, "For this task, I directly bought a film and television city! I even transported a lot of equipment by air! I also spent five million of my own personal money! If this matter still can't be solved, then
I might as well go out and work! What qualifications do you have for a promising job as a rich second generation?"
As he said that, he took out his cigar, cut two of the cigars smoothly, handed one to his father, and used a long match to help his father and himself light it.
"Okay, don't tell your mother about my cigar smoking. I have promised him to quit smoking." Lin Cai was very satisfied with his son's behavior.
"Don't worry, I keep my mouth shut! Besides, the cigar is not good enough for my lungs." Lin Chuan slapped the ribs under the pectoralis major, "Don't worry, I'm doing the work! Half of the task is done! If it still fails in the end,
Then I write the character "林" upside down!"
"That's not necessary." Lin Cai grinned, "If this matter can't be solved, then dad, I will confiscate your unlimited credit card and send you to dig diamonds in Africa."
Lin Chuan smiled proudly: "Tch, don't talk about digging for diamonds. If this thing still fails, you can ask me to plant trees in the Sahara!"
"Okay, he is indeed my son." Lin Cai's bear paw gave his son a cloud palm on the shoulder, which made him grin and said, "Go ahead, don't show your flaws."
"Look at you, wife!"
Lin Chuan rolled away in a fit of rage.
After he left, Lin Cai took out his mobile phone with a cigar in his mouth and dialed the number of Zhang Hong's father, Zhang Hao.
At this time, Zhang Hao, who had been awake and waiting for news, answered the phone at the speed of light: "Old Lin, how are you?"
"Everything is under control, Brother Hao!" Lin Cai's pectoralis major muscles clapped loudly in the photo, "Everything is done. Our nephew's scene will definitely be filmed, and the special effects in the beginning will definitely be awesome! But
From now on, it is designated to stretch the crotch! Through my management, my nephew has already spent almost all the budget in advance! The reputation of the second half of his TV series is designated to collapse! But..."
"But what?"
"It's just that he played a small cameo role in the famous Liu Yishou's crew. I have no connections in the entertainment industry. Will this matter have a big impact?"
"It doesn't matter, just go ahead and do it. I will take care of things in the entertainment industry." Zhang Hao said with a smile, "Everything is left to you."
"Don't worry when I do the work! If this thing doesn't get done, then my name, Lin Cai, will be written upside down!"
"Okay, let's do this for now. You should go to bed early. I'm sorry to bother you this time, Lao Lin."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Cai smiled confidently.
Although he doesn’t understand the entertainment industry, he understands the “connections” and “relationships” in this society!
Zhang Hong was just starting out, and Liu Yishou could only say a few polite words to him. He had invested over 100 million yuan! He didn't pay for advertising, so why should they help him promote it? Find a competitor for him?
Why should someone help you if you have no relatives or connections? Is it just because you are handsome?
This world is very cruel.
............
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hao took out a cigarette and put it under his nose and took a nice puff.
Because his wife is at home, he dare not smoke.
After inhaling the scent of plums, he returned to the bedroom.
Zhang Hong's mother, Liu Yan, was still wearing a facial mask and sitting in front of the computer working. When she saw him coming in, she raised her head and asked, "How's the matter with my son?"
"Everything is under control!" Zhang Hao was confident, "It's just a small matter. I heard that our son went to work for a director named Liu Yishou and spent a day as a bit player. This matter has no impact.
Bar?"
"Liu Yishou? That director." Liu Yan nodded, "Then the director's level is good. This time he is short of people on the crew. I heard that the company below sent a newcomer to the crew through connections. I will read the script.
Yes, it shouldn’t be a big problem.”
She had indeed seen the crew, but not because of work, but out of pure female curiosity.
As a woman who is almost fifty years old, although she takes good care of herself, she also likes to watch TV dramas.
Of course, directors like Liu Yishou, who are well-known in the industry, also know about it.
I heard that the entertainment company run by her husband's former employee sent an actor, and she was about to get the script outline and wanted to know the plot in advance - she is the kind of person who likes to know the plot in advance and then watch the process.
So if the guest appearance is only for one day, the character should be the ex-boyfriend of the heroine in the drama.
This is a cannon fodder character who usually lives in memories and appears in less than two episodes, which is just in line with the fact that his son will guest star in one episode.
Then it would be okay, but she knew her husband's level very well, so she asked again: "Is it really okay?"
"Don't worry about me doing things, wife! It's really no problem!" Zhang Hao's pectoralis major clapped. "If this time my son can't find a job and become an ordinary office worker, then my name is Zhang Hao.
Write it upside down!"
Liu Yan rolled her eyes: "Think about it more than 20 years ago. Every time you said this, the final result was the opposite."
"That's all from the old almanac!" Zhang Hao explained, "Honey, we are materialists, and we must not be superstitious! It has been two or three hundred years since the Qing Dynasty was overthrown!"
"Okay, okay, I can't tell you anything."
But Liu Yan soon became worried again: "Do you think that if our son knows the truth in the future, will he hate us?"
"No." Zhang Hao said firmly, "He will only lose hope and motivation for life."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on a news article.
"A 26-year-old netizen was suddenly told that he had inherited 200 million yuan in property. He expressed confusion: he had lost all sense of accomplishment at work and lost his purpose in life."
"Look! It's not just us! There are also people who are so unlucky!"
Zhang Hao felt the same way about this news.
And he was very envious.
What you inherited was only 200 million in property, while what I inherited was tens of billions!
And after decades of operation, there are so many assets that I don’t even know the specific value!
Alas... what happened to me that ruined the rest of my life must never happen again to my son!
Seeing that his wife was still worried, Zhang Hao put his arms around her shoulders to comfort her: "Don't worry, I will tell him part of the truth when the child turns thirty, so that he can stand up and find a satisfactory daughter-in-law for us! Then wait.
After he has matured at the age of thirty-five, tell him the whole truth and then start to slowly train him!
When he is about forty years old, we can retire and enjoy our old age in peace."
Liu Yan leaned in her husband's arms, her eyes full of longing: "Retirement... Then I will go back to the village to open a piece of land. Every day you will farm the land and I will weave. Then when you come back, I will give it to you."
Make your favorite stewed wild vegetables."
"Yes, a life where men farm and women weave is what we want." Zhang Hao also fell into memories.
He gently kissed his wife's forehead and said with a smile: "I was fascinated by your braided braids and floral cotton-padded jacket at the beginning. I still remember that I just came back from the fields that day. I was too tired and didn't look at the road. I accidentally...
I got all the mud on the floral cotton-padded jacket your mother-in-law made for you.
But instead of scolding me, you used a handkerchief to wipe the mud from my face, and when you left, you flicked your braid into my heart."
"Me too..." Liu Yan smiled sweetly, "At that time I thought you were naive and stupid, but you came here every day to help my father carry water and herd cattle. The way you looked at me at that time was...
It's glowing, which is scary."
"Hehe~~" Zhang Hao smiled fondly, "I suddenly feel that our son is quite pitiful when he is alone since he was a child. What do you think about giving him a younger sister?"
"Disgusting~~~"
............
One and a half months later——
Inside Zhang Hong's crew.
Zhang Hong, Lin Muqing, Wang Ye and others were sitting in a small room for a meeting.
"Seven episodes have been filmed. According to the schedule, there are only three episodes left." Zhang Hong stretched, "Finally it's almost done!"
He is finally liberated!
Staying in the mountains every day, I’m tired of eating abalone, sea cucumber and shark’s fin every day!
"Yes, the treatment is so good that no one wants to leave." Wang Ye responded with a smile.
He admired Zhang Hong more and more.
Under Zhang Hong's guidance, not only the photography team made rapid progress, but also the acting skills of Luo Jun and Bai Xueye improved by leaps and bounds. Often, the number of NGs in a scene was less than twice! Most of the scenes could be passed in one go.
!
Moreover, Brother Hong gave the post-production team a very free environment. As long as the effect is good, he doesn't care about anything else!
Wang Ye has discussed it with the photography team and the post-production team, and they believe that this drama will definitely become the biggest hit in a few years!
No! This drama will become a classic!
Lin Chuan was also very happy, but he couldn't show it, and even his expression was quite serious: "There is just a problem, our crew's budget... is no longer enough. Including the money for post-production, it is probably only enough to complete the production.
The first seven episodes, the last three episodes...well, it's all my fault for not controlling the budget."
Although he looked remorseful, his heart was very happy.
He feels that his acting skills have also improved a lot.
Lowering his head slightly, he was waiting for Zhang Hong to turn pale and scold him.
But......
Zhang Hong was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Isn't this all part of your plan?"
Lin Chuan was shocked, what does this mean?
He asked cautiously: "Do you know everything?"
"Of course I know." Zhang Hong said with a smile, "According to the plot, the next three episodes are modern scenes, so what kind of budget can we ask for? Isn't it because you know this that you put most of the budget into the first seven episodes?
Collected?"
"Ah?!" Lin Chuan was dumbfounded.
That's not what's written in the script!
wrong!
He suddenly recalled that Zhang Hong's latest script was originally intended for him to read, but his sister put it away after reading it!
He suddenly raised his head and faced his sister's half-smiling face.
Lin Muqing! You plot against me!
PS: Two more chapters with 6000+
I feel like I have to be talked to by the editor again.
If this continues, either it will no longer be recommended and put on the shelves, or it is estimated that 300,000 to 400,000 words will be put on the shelves.
Considering my conscience, it’s not too much to give me a recommendation vote, right?