Chapter 13: What? Compiled into textbooks?

"Brother, come to root?"
"Thank you, I don't smoke."
"Oh."
As the sun sets, the sunset glows red on the horizon, reflecting a different flavor to the sky.
After Lu Yuan looked at Li Qing, who was gentle with glasses, a sincere and honest smile was squeezed out of his face, while Fatty Wei stood beside Lu Yuan, his eyes filled with excitement, rubbing his hands from time to time.
"You really want to make a movie?" Li Qing looked at Lu Yuan, her eyes always skeptical.
No matter how you look at it, Lu Yuan who does not know what hair is wearing a second-hand suit and does not look like a filmmaker.
"Yes." Lu Yuan nodded.
"The total investment is only 800,000?"
"Ok."
"It's not easy to make a movie. With an investment of 800,000 yuan, it is difficult to make a good movie." Li Qing shook his head, a trace of speechlessness remained in his eyes, and the last trace of anticipation in his heart was completely disillusioned.
When Fatty Wei talked about the funds on the phone, he was full of anger and confidence, and when he talked about the script, he was bragging about it, boasting that this movie is a major international production, and it is bound to be a big hit.
Because of this, Li Qing chose to meet Fatty Wei and talk about movies.
Before coming, he was looking forward to it.
After he came, when he learned that the total investment was only 800,000 yuan, Lu Yuan was the only actor, and that the director was still being kicked out of the house, Li Qing's mood instantly went bad.
This is not what the poor crew can describe.
This is simply a fool plus a liar...
"There are always exceptions." Lu Yuan looked at Li Qing, he was very sincere, so he almost explained the situation in the crew as soon as he met.
The total investment and some arrangements are inconvenient for Lu Yuan to brag...
Some things can be fooled, but some things are better to be honest, otherwise, it will not end well.
Flickering of the fictitious and real, plus some natural acting skills, this is the master of flickering.
Well, these things weren't something that Lu Yuan suddenly enlightened, and he deliberately bought a second-hand book "How to be a liar" in the bookstore next to him.
Lu Yuan deeply believes it is true.
After all, he is the man who wants to be the King of Fudge.
"Investment of 800,000 yuan, how much box office do you think you can get?" Li Qing pushed the glasses and was also very serious: "Now that the movie market is sluggish, millions of investments will fall into the street, not to mention your 800,000 investment movie. , Sorry, with all due respect, you may not even be able to get on the theater line, and you will only turn into a joke in the end."
"How can you know if you don't try? No one has ever stipulated that a movie with an investment of 800,000 yuan can not have a good box office?" Lu Yuan smoked a cigarette and turned his head to look at the sunset in the distance. He was not scared by Li Qing's words. When I arrived, I was rather confident.
He is actually the most stress-free one.
"Confidence is a good thing, and blindly wasting time is a bad thing. You see that the sunset is another day. What do you see? I always think that time cannot be wasted on meaningless things." Li Qing smiled, and his smile is not a mockery. , It's not contempt, but politely began to avoid it.
"How do you know it's meaningless if you haven't done it or tried it? And you haven't even read the script."
"Do you think I need to watch a script with a total investment of 800,000 yuan?"
"No need?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't do anything about it. This "Capital City" has consumed too much time for me. I need to take a good rest, and I have an appointment with Tian. Entertainment Group. The next movie will be three months later. I also want to recharge my energy and prepare for the next movie. Sorry, here, I can only wish you every success and a big box office." When the last afterglow of the setting sun dissipated, Li Qing smiled again and pushed again. He pushed his glasses, then turned around politely.
he's gone.
And it should go without any muddle.
He has no time to play with these people.
At this moment, Lu Yuan glanced at Wei Wuji, his eyes were slightly ambiguous, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.
"Old Li, I think there are some things. Let's talk about it. Everyone is young. I think you need to sit down and have a cup of coffee, listen to music, and talk about your ideals. Oh, yes, actually everyone All of them are young artists..."
After Wei Wuji looked at Shang Lu Yuan, he understood. After he looked at no one left or right, the impatient expression on his face suddenly changed to a bright smile and followed Li Qing.
"Artistic youth? What do you mean?"
"Yeah, I don't think it's easy to talk outside here. After all, there are no people in this place, and there is no atmosphere. In fact, many things can be discussed in detail." Lu Yuan also laughed, and his smile was also bright. Be polite.
"Didn't you call me here to talk?" Li Qing looked at the bright smiles of the two suddenly a little strange.
It seems that there is a little bit of bad intentions?
How do you think this expression is not right?
He suddenly became vigilant.
"Fatty! You grab your body, I grab your feet!"
But at this moment, Lu Yuan suddenly shouted.
"Lu Yuan, why don't you call me Fatty!"
"Take him!"
"What are you doing, what are you doing, I tell you, is this kidnapping? I tell you..."
When the setting sun set, there was only light left, the red clouds reflected on Li Qing's face...
Li Qing only felt that his body was being pulled down by Fatty Wei and the willows suddenly turned around. He wanted to lift his leg and struggle, but unexpectedly his leg was grabbed by Lu Yuan and dragged away unreasonably...
"What are you doing, what are you doing! Let go of me, I'm calling the police!"
Both of these two are quite powerful, and they are too arrogant, so that Li Qing has no resistance at all, he kept shouting...
However, it was useless.
The two of them carried Li Qing in tandem, as if carrying a boar to the slaughter. His legs were running fast. At the same time, the smiles on their faces were brighter and the cooperation was extremely pleasant.
The back is getting longer and longer...
As for Li Qing's wailing voice is getting more and more bleak, more and more painful, as sad as a boar who is really about to be slaughtered.
In his heart, he had already cursed these two barbarians bloody, and he did not know how many times he had greeted their ancestors.
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"Remote Film Company" is not on Naoteng Street in Hengdian.
But on the edge of a remote alley.
Professor Zheng Guolong searched for a long time before he found this leather bag company whose billboards were almost dropped.
Looking at this small facade, Zheng Guolong felt quite a sense of gap.
Very dilapidated.
The talented kid lives here?
Zheng Guolong shook his head, looking at the key locked outside the "company", he was a little helpless.
The kid is not in the company.
Pity.
Originally, I came here specially this time and wanted to meet the boy and talk about the song "To Alice" and give some pointers to the boy's future, but now it seems that he has returned without success.
Feeling helpless, Zheng Guolong was not disappointed.
He just felt it was a pity.
There are some regrets besides eating out.
Let's go back.
Wait until next time you come.
Zheng Guolong shook his head and turned around to leave, but at the moment he turned around, he suddenly saw two young men walking towards here wearing red-faced glasses...
Li Qing?
The young man he knew was one of the professional videographers in the Tianyu Group, and he had graduated from Yanying University.
As for the other two...
A fat man with a bright smile on his face, and a young man who looks rather honest.
Then Zheng Guolong put his eyes on the young man.
This young man is familiar.
Is that Lu Yuan in the video?
Talented young people are indeed the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves forward.
"Palsy old Li, do you have to let us invite you to come here? Isn't it okay for everyone to be honest? Deadly!" Wei Wuji laughed, still so brilliant.
"Yeah, Lao Li, come on, smoke a cigarette, oh, I forgot you don't smoke... well, let's talk about the script and the shooting details later... paralyzed, why is there no smoke, Fatty Wei, wait a minute Bring me a box of cigarettes?" Lu Yuan took out an empty cigarette box and shook his head speechlessly.
"Grass, don't order me, I am the director you hired, not a subordinate!"
"..."
"I said, can you let me go?"
"Go back to the house and let you go."
Zheng Guolong was stunned when he heard the voices of the two and saw Li Qing who looked unlovable.
This vulgar young man is really the talented young man who wrote "To Alice"?
This……
It doesn't seem right.
"Stop, you are Lu Yuan?" The moment Lu Yuan and Zheng Guolong passed by, Zheng Guolong finally stopped Lu Yuan.
"Ah, uncle, do you know me?" Lu Yuan was taken aback, staring at the old man wearing glasses a bit like an uncle collecting rent.
"You, you, you...you, you are..." Fatty Wei's bright smile suddenly twitched.
"Zheng, Professor Zheng..." Li Qing, who was framed by the two, was also stupid, and began to stammer.