Chapter 464: Drinking is not messy

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After reaching the verbal intent, Jiang Wen decided to retreat and write the script tomorrow, and thought Teacher Xu was a good person.
Several people ate and drank, and later re-fried the two dishes. After drinking four bottles of liquor, they did not disperse in the middle of the night.
Feng pants dragged Wang Shuo into a single chat and said, "I read" Shanghai Literature "yesterday, and a bunch of people scolded you."
"I scolded me too much."
"No, it's not the same. It was written by a group of professors. Take you and Zhang Yimou to say that there is a spiritual crisis in society now, and that your work is gray and negative, reflecting all broken beliefs and shrinking humanities."
"What's the matter? Let's clear the mental pollution again? What I wrote is not the bourgeoisie!" Wang Shuo didn't care.
"Hey, there is a lot of energy in academia, it's not easy to do it."
Feng pants went to the United States and became a director.
He really was right, it was this "Great Discussion on Humanistic Spirit" initiated by the academic circles of Modu, which led to Wang Shuo's later blockade.
On the other side, Teacher Xu chatted with several others.
"What have you done recently? I haven't watched it for a while."
"CCTV is preparing to shoot" Wu Zetian ", 30 episodes, I have been busy."
Liu Xiaoqing smiled like Big Apple, saying: "I want to act from a girl to old age, what do you think?"
"no problem!"
"You can do everything from girls to girls!"
The men spoke in unison. Liu Xiaoqing said: "Don't compliment me. Although I am born with a beautiful appearance, I have to rely on the stylist's craftsmanship."
Well, the stylists are here with me ...
Xu Fei did not intend to transport the actors. The cycle is too long. With this skill, he can open three dramas. But he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Lao Zheng, how do you plan to broadcast in New York?"
"Now the TV drama deal is quite chaotic. I don't know what price to offer. I communicated with CCTV yesterday. They didn't want to pay for it. They said that each episode was given 3 minutes of advertising.
"Is 3 minutes enough?"
"I haven't counted, what is the price of CCTV advertising?"
"I will help you ask."
Xu Fei called the sleeping boss Chen and was scolded. He was instructed and said, "No, you can't get your money back, and you can't get a golden file."
Hey what do you include in these 3 minutes? "
"CCTV wants to buy out domestic copyright plus overseas copyright."
"..."
Teacher Xu was surprised, "Are you a good boy? Can you talk about it?"
"The cost is too high, and it will be 7 million at the official exchange rate. If you don't have a loan unit, you will have nothing but CCTV."
"Also. Otherwise, I have two dramas in my hand. I'm going to start a small trade fair. You join in and look at the market price. If it's high, it's a bargaining chip to talk to CCTV."
"Trade fair? What form?" Liu Xiaoqing was curious.
"It's just to invite representatives from local stations to talk together. I originally wanted to invite the enterprise to think about the timing."
"How to invite the enterprise?" Jiang Wen also asked.
"In the past, the TV series exchanged 15 yuan per minute, but now it's gone. The TV station has to pay for it. What does the TV station bid to see? It's an estimate of how much advertising costs this drama can bring.
What do companies see in advertising? The influence of watching a play.
We are a link with TV stations, they are a link with enterprises. It's better to carry the three parties on a platform and talk directly. "
"..."
Zheng Xiaolong thought about it and said, "Now that companies are rushing, they don't have to do this. And they will offend the TV station. People would have lowered the price, and you have to lift it up.
But I am not sure in the future. When our output comes up, there are too many bad dramas, companies don't want to vote, and TV stations can't pull advertisements, then that's enough. "
"Yes, so I said the time is not up."
"It's such a reason."
Jiang Wen nodded, he has been acting, and has never been in touch with this thing. At the same time, it is strange that Mr. Xu is a wise man. Why did he just agree casually just now?
Somehow uneasy.
…………
It's just over one o'clock in the morning and it's over.
Feng trousers rode his broken motorcycle and walked away. Liu Xiaoqing, who had a blushing face, also drove her car and left Jiang Wen.
They are not afraid of death, Teacher Xu is afraid, and do not drink drunk!
Aware of consciousness, his hands and feet were slightly soft, and he walked out of the alley and walked along the street for a while. Suddenly seeing the traffic lights ahead, stopped a few rental cars.
In the past, it was a neon nightclub full of fashionable men and women in the nineties.
This kind of taxi is expensive, and the people in Beijing call it "fire". They can't afford to pay large sums of money, all of them are public money. He looked for a random one, and the driver didn't move, saying, "Two dollars and one kilometer!"
"What?" He didn't get it.
"Two dollars and one kilometer, it's too expensive to go face to face!" The other side despised.
"Oh."
Teacher Xu opened the door and got out of the car, dangling on the car behind, and throwing out a hundred dollars, "Huiyuan Apartment, no need to find it."
"Eh, thank you boss!"
The driver quickly ignited and started, and when passing the previous one, he also deliberately opened the window:
Look at my mouth shape, "Won ... mallets! You won't make any money."
It was two o'clock to get to the place, and the Asian Games Village was full of light. He wanted to go home, lifted his feet and wiped his body, and turned to his female friend's house.
Heblondong in the room, protruding forward lightly, touched the bedroom door handle, and pushed it away gently. A quilt on the bed, two groups of black shadows, sleeping soundly.
"Wow!"
He rushed up, the person was awakened, froze for two seconds, followed by "Ah!" "Ah!"
Zhang Li was busy turning on the light and was a little angry. "Most of the night, it scared me to death."
"Go down! Go down!"
Xiao Xu kicked him with his feet, "Just quarreled me to sleep just now, and now come again, get out quickly."
"I can't move, it would be nice to be back."
Xu Fei hummed on the bed.
Zhang Li smelled of alcohol, but said helplessly: "Then you go to wash."
"Ok……"
"Huh?"
"Ok……"
No way, she had to boil the water and find a set to change her underwear, and then Teacher Xu got up and washed and rinsed.
"Don't hit me!"
Xiaoxu put it inside, close to the wall. Zhang Li then lay in the middle, he turned the side.
The lights turned off again, dark.
Zhang Li's sleepiness was lightened, the left and right pillows were out of reach, and both sides snatched the quilt sneakily, leaking air in the middle.
"All right!"
She gave a shout, left and right as a chicken, her head tilted, and ran to Xiao Xu's pillow.
After lying down for a while, I felt that the right side was always well-formed and could not help turning my head to look at it. Teacher Xu seemed to guess what she was thinking, and closed her eyes and said, "Why? Thought I was drunk?"
Let me tell you, the chaotic nature of drinking is nonsense, I do n’t want to move even if I drink too much.
It was the two guys who had been interesting, borrowing a little wine to make a little bit of atmosphere, and then doing the fire with firewood. "
"Nonsense again, ignore you, I'm sleeping."
Zhang Li turned over, facing away.
"What nonsense, this is the famous saying, you listen ..."
"Pooh!"
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