non-famous actor

Chapter 59 58, flying pigs

Perhaps it was because Sun Hao had a good idea about the [Donkey] matter. During the next filming process, Jiang Wen gradually loosened the restrictions on him.

Before the shooting of each scene, Jiang Wen first used a few words to outline the plot clearly, and then she ran the sheep to Sun Hao.

I think about the details of the performance, figure out the lines and expressions, and clarify the relationship between the characters...

Of course, it would be even better if you improvise for a while in front of the camera lens... huh, huh.

But even with this special treatment, Sun Hao still maintains his style of guarding against arrogance and impatience. Even if he has a new idea, he will report it as soon as possible.

"director…"

"here I am!"

With his hands tied and his face covered in blood, Jiang Wen, who was kneeling on the execution ground, raised his head.

"Come on, didn't you see that Lao Tzu's hand was tightened by the rope?"

"Hey..." Sun Hao, who was about to execute him with a Japanese saber, smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, director, I suddenly had an idea."

"speak!"

"You said, how about putting an ant on your neck when I execute you?"

"Put an ant, what do you mean?" Jiang Wen blinked, puzzled.

"Seeing that there was an ant on Ma Dasan's neck, Hanaya Kozaburo carefully ejected it so as not to hurt innocent lives, and you played Ma Dasan is his savior, so wouldn't this expose the devils hypocritical…"

As usual, before Sun Hao could fully express his thoughts, Jiang Wen opened his throat like a gong.

"The drama manager..., the assistant director... hurry up and mobilize everyone to find the ants.

Well, the biggest one! "

Uh…

Hearing Jiang Wen's instructions, the crew members were stunned.

Director, it's winter now, it's freezing outside, where can I find ants for you?

However, fortunately, we still have to use a donkey for filming, and the old man who led the donkey stayed in the crew all the time, so this fellow volunteered:

"Come with me, I know where to find ants in winter."

The assistant director and the production manager didn't dare to neglect, they picked up two bottles and went with their fellow villagers, while Sun Hao and Jiang Wen, who were wearing cotton jackets, also hid in the cotton tent to chat.

"Hoko..."

"Ok?"

"If Lao Tzu can become famous at home and abroad with the movie "The Devil Is Coming", you can follow Lao Tzu in the future.

Our two brothers and sisters are now the masters who can write, direct and act. If we join hands again, we will not be equal in the domestic film industry in the future. "

"Well..." Sun Hao thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"Why, do you think Lao Tzu is bragging about B?"

"no!"

"Then why did you reject me?" Jiang Wen's eyes widened, as if he wanted to eat people at any time.

"Director, acting with you is too tiring, and my biggest ideal is to lie down and win."

"Lie down to win..., lie down to win..."

After repeating this term several times, Jiang Wen suddenly smiled, "Haozi, you are really talented, and you even talk so playfully.

However, there is one thing you have to explain to me. If you want to win, why do you want to make the movie "Chainsaw"? "

"Director, because I want to buy a suite in the capital, um..., to be precise, a quadrangle."

"Why buy that house?
There is neither heater nor toilet. "Jiang Wen despised Sun Hao for his lack of vision.

"Hey, isn't that what my girlfriend likes?"

Sun Hao was very happy, and in just three sentences, he successfully changed the topic.

Five minutes later, the assistant director and the drama manager came back under the leadership of the fellow, and then a huge ant was placed on Jiang Wen's neck.

"Action!"

Holding a Japanese saber, Sun Hao stood to the right of Jiang Wen who was kneeling on the ground, raised the knife, and was about to execute the execution, when he suddenly saw an ant on Jiang Wen's neck.

He stretched out his hand to bounce the ants away. Jiang Wen, who was seriously injured, felt the movement. When he turned around, Sun Hao was shocked when he saw this, and the saber fell down immediately...

"OK, it's over!"

……

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Soon, the time came to January 1999, 1, and Sun Hao stayed in the crew for another month.

If Jiang Wen didn't temporarily change the shooting plan and content, Sun Hao's play in "The Devil is Coming" can be finished today, and then he can go back to the capital tomorrow to date with long legs.

Thinking of this, Sun Hao's heart was full of enthusiasm, and even the morning exercise was 10 minutes faster than usual.

However, when Sun Hao, who was wearing sportswear, returned to his room, he was suddenly stunned.

Because he saw an unexpected visitor.

Wang Jinghua

This woman, known as the number one broker in the mainland, is sitting on her bed with a smile.

"I'm home?"

"came back."

"This habit is quite good. I practice every morning to keep my body in shape." Looking at Sun Hao, Wang Jinghua's eyes were full of admiration.

"Hey, it's also a blind practice."

Picking up the towel and basin, Sun Hao was ready to go to the bathroom to take a bath.

"Wait a minute and talk to you about something. Anyway, there is heating in your room, so it won't freeze."

"okay!"

Putting down the things in his hand, Sun Hao took advantage of the situation and sat down on the chair.

"Sister Hua, please speak!"

"One, your book "Angels and Demons" has been signed for publication by Random House in the United States..."

"So fast?" Sun Hao was a little surprised.

She originally thought that it would take at least half a year for Wang Jinghua, who has no strong connections in the United States, to operate this matter. She did not expect that she had already published the book in just two months.

"Hehe... This is mainly because you are lucky." Wang Jinghua chuckled, "As the largest book publisher in the United States, Random House has always wanted to enter our domestic market, but has never found a suitable opportunity.

Now, we can be considered self-inflicted.

I believe that these ghostly and ghostly Americans will definitely take this "Angels and Demons" to the cultural department of our country. Look, it is a win-win situation for us to enter. Not only the excellent works of our country can enter You, China, and some excellent writers in your country can also come to our country to distribute and publish books. "

Ha ha…

Sun Hao was overjoyed.

No wonder more than ten years later, Lei Jun, the founder of Xiaomi, known as Rebs, would say that as long as you stand in the wind, you believe that pigs can fly.

And now, you should be the pig standing in the wind, right? !
"Okay, don't be happy."

Wang Jinghua interrupted Sun Hao's hysterical thoughts angrily.

"Although the quality of the book is good and the publication is smooth, you are not well-known in the United States, so the royalties are settled at 8% of the newcomer."

"8%..., what is 8%?"

"The price of "Angels and Demons" in the United States is $35. The first edition publishes 20 copies. The tax rate in our country is 20%. In the end, how much money you can get is up to you."

Speaking of this, Wang Jinghua suddenly reminded: "Don't forget the agreement between us, your after-tax income still has 5% of mine!

Hehe... I didn't expect that, before we officially signed the contract, I got the biggest income from you since I became an agent. "

(End of this chapter)