These days during the Chinese New Year are nothing interesting, they are just visiting relatives or being visited by relatives.
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Pei Qian finally settled down and slumped on the sofa at home watching TV.
"Son, has your skit come out yet?" Mom handed over a peeled apple.
Pei Qian reached out to take it and said while chewing: "Oh, you can't just watch a short drama after it's been filmed. It still needs to be edited and post-processed. You've asked me eight times this day."
"You can ask the director again." After finishing the feeding, the mother still didn't give up.
Pei Qian was helpless and had no choice but to send Huang Sibo a message.
Not long after, Huang Sibo replied.
"Mr. Pei, it was uploaded yesterday. You can see it by clicking on it on Fanshu. In the 'Funny' column, it's "Mr. Pei's Daily Life"."
It really came out.
Very efficient!
Pei Qian took his laptop, opened the homepage of Fanshu.com, and turned to the "Funny" column.
There really is a recommendation!
Not the most eye-catching kind, but not bad either.
Zhu Xiaoce said before that he had a senior sister who worked at Fanshu Online and could help take care of the recommended spots, and it turned out that she was indeed taken care of!
Of course, it’s probably not free, it’s probably advertising fees.
Pei Qian clicked in and took a look, and his heart suddenly went cold.
It was released yesterday and the number of plays today exceeded 200,000!
This is a new account!
It’s over, the worst premonition has come true!
"Huh...calm down."
"There are many videos that have exceeded 200,000 views, but one million views may not be enough to win. Fanshu.com currently does not have a video incentive plan, and a podcast sharing plan is only 13 years old."
Pei Qian stabilized his emotions and prevented his parents from seeing anything unusual about him.
Then he pretended to be calm and handed over the laptop: "That's it."
The two elders put the computer on the coffee table and came over together.
""Mr. Pei's Daily Life"?" Old Pei glanced at Pei Qian suspiciously.
"Ahem. This is the name of the short play, in which I play a company boss." Pei Qian explained.
The video starts.
"I looked at my Laolishi, not to check the time, but to let you know inadvertently that I am a wealthy person."
"On this day, I had a sudden impulse to make a game that would make players extremely excited."
The boring BGM, coupled with the bland tone, suddenly highlighted the characteristics of the entire video.
In the picture, Pei Qian is wearing a custom-made suit and a pair of Lalux, lying on the sofa in the company's reception room. There are high-end tea sets and tea on the coffee table next to him. Everything looks so natural.
Even Pei Qian's indifferent expression was so expressive.
Pei Qian stood behind his parents and looked at himself on the screen, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
Was I in this state when I was filming...
It seems...do you really have that much acting skills?
No wonder director Zhu Xiaoce didn't call for a jam even once.
only……
It seems that this is not a good thing...
Pei Qian couldn't help but sweat secretly.
In just one minute of video, the plot has twists and turns, the lines are funny and rhyme, and the ending is unsatisfactory.
"Is this the end? I haven't seen enough!"
"Son, isn't your short play too short?"
In Lao Pei's impression, he thought that a short drama only lasted ten minutes.
This short drama turned out to be quite good, one episode lasts one minute!
Pei Qian explained: "The people who appear here are all actors, and there are also passers-by brought from our university."
He doesn't want to have much to do with the game.
Mom clicked on the video and watched it again.
"Don't tell me, I think my son really has some acting talent! Look how well he plays a boss, it's so natural, as if he really runs this company."
Lao Pei also nodded slightly: "It's okay, but our son is so young and not old enough to play the big boss, right? The director didn't give you a mustache or something? And this voice..."
Pei Qian quickly interrupted: "This is the voice dubbed by someone else."
Lao Pei nodded: "I know, I just don't feel like an ordinary big boss."
Mom disagreed with Lao Pei's words: "You said it as if you have seen a lot of big bosses."
Lao Pei was speechless for a moment, and after holding it for five seconds he said: "Hey, haven't you seen it before?"
"I haven't seen it either, but I've watched more TV series than you! The big bosses in TV series are all like this, so I thought my son acted very well. What's wrong?" My mother started to be unreasonable.
"Okay, okay... In short, this kid can make money by filming and has become more capable. This is a good thing." Lao Pei's face was full of relief.
Pei Qian saw that Lao Pei was in a good mood and quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Dad, our short video is to satirize the game industry!"
"Look, the boss gave R&D funds of 200,000 yuan, but the people below exploited it at all levels, and in the end only 50,000 yuan was left in the hands of the person doing the work. This is a satire on the internal management chaos of many game companies!"
"Fifty thousand yuan is spent to make a boring game, but the players are still buying it to play. This is for irony... Hey, you understand what this means anyway, right?"
"This is a black humor style, which has the effect of satire and revelation. I played this role mainly to criticize the big bosses of some game companies. Otherwise, my face would be paralyzed the whole time. This was all requested by the director.
"
Lao Pei's expression changed from serious, to curious, to stunned.
"Oh...that's what happened."
"Then this director is not bad, he is a director with ideas! What is his name?"
Pei Qian replied: "Zhu Xiaoce."
"Director Zhu! How old is Director Zhu?"
"This is my senior year."
"Look at me!" Lao Pei said with envy on his face, "I really hope that my son can also become a great director in the future."
My mother was unhappy: "What's wrong with our son? Didn't he become the leading actor in a short drama in his freshman year? He still has four years of college left, why are you in a hurry?"
"Son, your performance is really good. Let me watch it a few more times. Son, please copy it to my computer at home."
I have a very old desktop computer at home, which Pei Qian bought when he was in high school. Now it is very stuck.
Pei Qian transferred the video to the computer at home, and his mother immediately hugged the computer and watched it over and over again, while the boring BGM also played over and over again.
Lao Pei started rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the living room.
"Son, when you go back to school this time, don't you bring some small gifts for Director Zhu? Let me see if there is anything else I can bring you at home..."
Pei Qian was speechless: "Dad, no need. Director Zhu is just a student. He is about the same age as me. He doesn't like this."
"That's not possible." Lao Pei couldn't listen at all, "Don't be surprised if there are many people giving gifts. Director Zhu can do without it, but we have to give it. Does Director Zhu want tea? Can you bring some tea?"
"Don't drink tea, don't drink tea. Stop working. Hey, before I leave, I can go to the nearby mall to buy some digital products for Director Zhu. Don't play with the old antiques at home. Young people don't like this." Pei
Qian quickly persuaded him to stop.
Only then did Lao Pei give up, and pulled Pei Qian for another serious speech.
Pei Qian reluctantly listened for a few minutes and fled.