For the New Year's Day press conference, Kiwi and the crew held a whole day of meetings.
From what time the flight will take, what kind of car will pick you up, which hotel you will stay at, and where you will eat, you have to plan everything clearly.
These things are simple, the most important thing is the press conference itself.
There is still some time left for the film to start shooting, and the entire film is completely confidential. There is also a clause in the actor's contract that no one is allowed to reveal any plot to the media before it is released.
Therefore, Qin Xiaobao needs to decide which questions can be answered at the press conference and which questions need to be avoided.
It was too troublesome to sort it out one by one. After thinking about it, he decided directly that the publicity gimmick of this press conference would be large investment and a super cast, and there was no need to answer other plots.
After the actors learned about it, they were very happy. They didn't need to remember it, and they didn't have to worry about accidentally spoiling it. Anyway, Qin Xiaobao would participate in it immediately. When they met, just push it to him.
They are all old people. After getting Qin Xiaobao's decision, they naturally knew what to do.
A total of five people participated, except for the three absolute protagonists, Hu Ge, Wang Bingbing, Song Jia and Shao Bing, forget about the others.
The attention of media reporters is definitely on the big boss. Even if they come here, they will not get much attention, which is understandable.
On December 27th, Qin Xiaobao could finally take some time off. School was on winter vacation.
The Chinese New Year is relatively early this year, and the school holidays are also relatively early.
A few weeks ago, eight students in the department were preparing for the final exam, but the content was a bit childish for Qin Xiaobao. They were asked to make a sketch alone, and the professors did not engage in formalism.
Isn’t it funny to ask a few people to do sketches for someone who is already working on a big production?
So with a wave of my hand, you should stop participating, otherwise it will damage the self-confidence of your classmates.
Everyone has no objections to this. They are not on the same level in the first place and have no intention of surpassing them.
However, Lao Zheng also reminded him that this year is a special situation. The school has just approved you to become an official student. Next year's exams about filming will probably have nothing to do with you, but you must pass the written exams. This will be beneficial to both parties.
Qin Xiaobao promised that he was very serious about his studies. He believed that if the professors gave him a few "tips", he would have no problem passing the exam.
The 27th was a school holiday. Qin Xiaobao made a special trip to say goodbye to his classmates, chat with the teachers, and by the way, under the leadership of the department head, he got to know the three artistic directors assigned to the crew by the magic show.
It was a good conversation. The three teachers are experts in photography, lighting, and props. They will definitely be able to give a lot of help when the time comes.
After chatting, he waited at the door for a while. Two classmates left in the afternoon. They asked Qin Xiaobao in the dormitory if they could be escorted to the train station. He simply agreed.
"Damn it," Liu Bo, carrying a suitcase, came over after hearing the sound of the horn: "Why did you change cars?"
"Oh my god, Maserati 2021 model." Another classmate touched the car door: "If I remember correctly, this car seems to cost more than 3.7 million."
Qin Xiaobao patted the steering wheel: "Put your luggage in the back first. Do you want me to help?"
The two classmates hurriedly followed the instructions, both vying to be the co-pilot. No one could convince the other, and the decision was finally made through guessing.
Liu Box excitedly got into the car, touched his left hand and looked around: "Director Qin, I remember you were driving a Jaguar, and when did you change it?"
Qin Xiaobao drove the car out of the campus: "I haven't changed it yet. I've had this car for a while, but I didn't bring it to school. The Jaguar was driven away by the agent today, so I changed it and brought it here. It's okay."
"Excellent!" The two nodded vigorously.
Although their family conditions are good, it is not easy to buy a car worth several million, especially if it depends on personal ability. I don’t know when I will be able to own one!
"Director Qin, I actually have a question I'd like to ask you." Liu Bo stretched out his hand and felt the warm air blowing from the air conditioner.
"Say!" Qin Xiaobao glanced at him and immediately focused on the road.
"It's a bit personal. It's okay if you don't want to answer. Just, how much is your salary?"
Qin Xiaobao smiled: "It's really personal. Why do you want to know how much you can earn in the future?"
"Yes, I want to know more. I heard that Feng Xiaogang and others can get tens of millions."
"You are thinking wrong." I guess these things were not mentioned in school, so Qin Xiaobao also taught the two of them a lesson: "Director's remuneration is generally divided into two types. The first is a fixed price. Investors come directly to tell you
How much does it cost to make a movie? Usually, the price is not high.
Hundreds of thousands, tens of thousands, even thousands.
There is another one, which will be linked to the box office and depends on the sales volume. Feng Xiaogang, Zhang Yimou, and the directors you mentioned are basically like this. In addition, a guarantee will be given, and the exact amount is uncertain.
It’s possible to work hard for a year and only get a guaranteed one or two million, which is less than a fraction of an actor’s salary, or it’s possible to just sit back and enjoy it for three years.”
The two nodded, naturally understanding that Qin Xiaobao must be the director who gets the dividends.
Chatting all the way, they were sent to the train station. After saying goodbye, they received a call from Wang Bingbing. She was back and wanted to come home for dinner in the evening. Qin Xiaobao asked her to wait and turned around.
When I arrived outside the community, I saw a tightly wrapped white bun standing on the roadside. I kept looking around. When I saw the car, I waved my hands excitedly.
"It's so cold, so cold, so cold!" As soon as he got in the car, the little bun stretched out his hands and touched Qin Xiaobao's face.
"Hiss!" Qin Xiaobao trembled all over, but did not avoid it: "Didn't I ask you to wait for my call upstairs? The cold wind has been blowing for so long."
He said turning on the air conditioner.
"Hehe, I guessed that you might be arriving soon," Wang Bingbing sniffed: "I didn't expect that I was wrong."
Qin Xiaobao was amused: "Let's go back and have hot pot tonight."
"Okay, let's go to the supermarket first." Wang Bingbing retracted her hand and put it on the air conditioner outlet: "I want to eat tripe, beef, and crispy pork."
"No," Qin Xiaobao handed over his mobile phone: "You can just order some vegetables online. Brother He went to my house a few days ago and brought a lot of his store's signature dishes. They are all kept in the refrigerator. I am alone.
No one ate either.”
"Okay." Wang Bingbing skillfully opened Meituan: "How much more meat is there?"
Qin Xiaobao thought for a while: "There seem to be more than twenty boxes."
"With so much, we don't need too many green vegetables. They tend to become wilted and stale."
"It's up to you."
Within five minutes after the two of them got home, the takeaway was delivered to their door without any delay.
The weather was cold and vegetables could not be washed with hot water. Qin Xiaobao took the initiative to take up the task of washing vegetables, while Wang Bingbing inspected the refrigerator and selected what she liked to eat.
It's still early now, and I'm not in a hurry for dinner.
Qin Xiaobao turned up the air conditioner temperature and made a cup of milk tea for the two of them.
"Bingbing, your home should start heating now."
Wang Bingbing sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding milk tea in both hands: "It opens on October 20th every year, and it will open in April of the following year."
"Does your home have heating?"
"Of course."
"Is it okay to eat ice cream in the house wearing short sleeves?" Qin Xiaobao has experienced heating, and the reason why he asked this is to lead to the following topic.
"That's right." Wang Bingbing nodded: "It's freezing outside and it's spring inside, so it's very comfortable. Southerners put on more clothes when they get home, but we take off our clothes."
"I'm so happy!" Qin Xiaobao really likes heating: "Do your parents know me?"
The young lady was stunned, the topic jumped so fast.
She blinked: "Well... I mentioned to them that there is a very good boy who is currently chasing me, and I am under investigation."
Qin Xiaobao was a little surprised by the answer: "So you don't know me?"
Wang Bingbing put down the cup and took his arm: "I don't dare, because my mother has said long ago that if she meets the right person, she should take him back to see him. I'm afraid of you..."
"Afraid your parents don't like me?"
"No, I'm afraid that you will reject me and don't like to meet your parents so early." Wang Bingbing shook her head and said, "You are two years younger than me, and you are just at the beginning of your career. Maybe you didn't expect to be burdened so early."
"You are not my burden." Qin Xiaobao corrected.
Wang Bingbing chuckled: "You know what I mean, why are you talking about this suddenly?"
"Because I've never asked, I think I should know."
"Okay, then... do you want to go to Changchun to experience heating?"
"I heard that my future mother-in-law's craftsmanship is very good."
"Shameless." Wang Bingbing pinched his ears: "You are not yet your future mother-in-law, do you really want to go to my house?"
"Of course I have." Qin Xiaobao wanted to say whatever he wanted, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt it was inappropriate: "But I have to respect your opinion. Anyway, it doesn't matter where I spend the New Year."
Wang Bingbing was really happy after hearing this: "What about Yaya? You went to her place last year and you still want to visit the courtyard. Don't you want to delay it?"
Qin Xiaobao puffed up his chest: "I'm the boss, and I don't need to abide by the holiday time. You can go there in advance. Besides, Yaya is in favor of us being together. If she knew I was going to your place, she would definitely not have any objections."
"Well... I don't know what their attitude would be if I didn't wait for me to go back and talk to them." Wang Bingbing said cautiously.
"Of course," Qin Xiaobao touched her little head: "I should have asked my parents for their opinions. Don't worry about me being angry. I'm not a stingy person."