I really can't act

Chapter 75 Feng Cannon

Mou Qizhong, once the richest man in the country, has done the most famous thing, which is also a common routine of rebirth novels today, exchanging canned food for airplanes, and pulling old hairy wool.

In addition, he also proposed including launching private satellites, developing Manzhouli, and bombing the Himalayas. The last idea was ridiculed by Feng Dapao in the New Year's movie "See You or Be Square". Uncle Ge in the film said :

"We blasted a hole in the Himalayas...not to mention, the 50-kilometer-wide opening brought the warm wind from the Indian Ocean...to us. Then our beautiful Qinghai-Tibet Plateau will take off its backward hat from now on. How many lands of fish and rice have to be conjured up..."

"See You or Be There" is a comedy movie, and the content in it can't be true. However, Mou Qizhong did embody the entrepreneurial style of that era, with a low level of education, but he was aggressive and quack.In their eyes, in a vigorous era, they are not a small businessman, but a leader, a prophet, and a hero.

Feng Dapao was conquered, he met Mou Qizhong, and specially set aside a chapter in his autobiography "My Youth Dedicated to You" to brag about this big boss.

"He is the godfather, the idealist..."

Back to the seminar.

Xiao Lin said, "Fang Yi, let me briefly talk about the background of this book. You are not from our era, and you may not have heard of him. In our era, the entire society was flat, and there was a big gap in information between people. Locked in the factory, in the countryside, in the system... etc. At the same time, I keep hearing that the south is undergoing great changes, and some people are becoming the trendsetters of the times, and they can easily earn money that they will never get in their lifetime... "

"At this time, if someone can come up with some plans, and he proves the feasibility, our society as a whole will worship this person if he does not violate the rules too much; The business plan, the people who come to listen are fascinated, it may be hard for you now to imagine... Mou Qizhong is a representative figure of that era."

Fang Yi listened silently to Xiao Lin.

As producer Xiao in the system, he might have thought of going overseas, and when he mentioned this, his eyes lit up.

Xiao Lin, "Fang Yi, in fact, Mou Qizhong is also very related to your entertainment industry. He used to give out [-] million dollars, saying it was [-] million U.S. dollars—this is the last century. The investment is only a few million..."

Fang Yi said, "Which people has he been associated with?"

Xiao Lin recalled from memory, the first one was a famous person, "Han Sanping?"

Fang Yi was stunned, "Producer Xiao continues."

"——At that time, he was the boss of Beijing Film Group, and now he is the boss of China Film Group... He only dared to claim 8000 million yuan for the film, and he was said to be [-] million U.S. dollars! What a waste of money!"

Fang Yi, "What else?"

"Zhang Jianya, who has filmed "Love Call Transfer" and "San Mao Congjun Ji", he asked Mou Zhongzhong to sign up, asking for [-] million yuan for "Havoc in Heaven"; He Ping, asking for [-] million yuan for "Heaven and Earth Heroes", Invite Gao Cangjian and Jiang Wen to come...Feng Dapao and others were just young people at the time, so they couldn't be ranked..."

"In Beijing, which is very powerful now, people lined up to visit Mou Qizhong, begged to see him, and even wrote articles to talk about when he came out. How can it be so beautiful now?"

Fang Yi, "I didn't expect this person to have a relationship with the industry. By the way, where is the director, Senior Brother Wang?"

"Wang Defa? Wang Defa said that it's fine for you to come... Ah, he said that your director is very talented, and he is willing to let Xian guide you."

Fang Yi was stunned, "It means that the director and the actor are both me?"

Xiao Lin nodded.

Fang Yi, "It's still 5000 yuan?"

"Our station is at this price. It is the recent Spring Festival Gala. According to the interim regulations on the remuneration of performing arts stars, the first-level one is 2000 yuan, the second-level one is one thousand, and there are five hundred. Fang Yi, you are five Thousands..."

Fang Yi, "Can this be the same?"

But Xiao Lin said rather mysteriously, "Besides, you have a guest star here, a well-known domestic director, as I mentioned earlier. I admire him very much."

"Feng Dapao?"

"You are really smart."

Xiao Lin stretched out her thumb and joked, "Fang Yi, you played Mou Qizhong. I think those people in the Beijing circle will have no choice but to look at you from now on. This is their former idol."

Fang Yi called out the system subconsciously.

"Current level 1 [61/100]."

There are two masks.

He said, "What if I'm really Mou Qizhong? Before I got into the game?"

Xiao Lin laughed loudly, "Then they might kneel down and lick you?"

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20 years ago, even the richest man could not be ranked. 20 years later, the director who became the top domestic commercial film, Feng Dapao, boarded his honorable Bentley Flying Spur.

And put on a baseball cap to cover his abnormally pale face.

Feng has vitiligo, although it can be cured, but the workaholic Feng Dapao does not taboo alcohol and tobacco, day and night, and now it is getting worse.

He is full of ambition and complacent, ready to go to the set of a new director.

Smoking a cigar, the big brother Fan showed that he had seen another big guy smoke like this many years ago when he was still a bum.

"Old Feng? Are you really going to act in a newcomer's micro-movie? Are you trying too hard to support the newcomer?"

Xu Fan, Feng Dapao's wife and a famous actor, said.

"This is a documentary film in Mou Qizhong, and it was filmed by National TV Station. I will go to make a cameo, and I will support the newcomers..."

Xu Fan knew Lao Feng very well, "You must want to bully newcomers, don't you? Show yourself before others?"

"where."

He took a deep breath on his cigar.Feng Dapao squinted his eyes and smiled.

Xu Fan said, "Oh, you're not bullying newcomers. You're going to show off to Mou Qizhong. The current Mou Qizhong is old and can't do it anymore. What you want to show off is the old Mou Qizhong."

Feng Dapao held down his cigar and grinned loudly.

Xu Fan, "Don't go too far. I heard that this young man is no longer an ordinary person. They protect him very much and regard him as hope."

Feng Dapao was complacent, "I'm going to tell him, rookie, welcome to the NBA... no, the director world."

Bentley flew to the prison. In the car, Feng Dapao watched the latest script of the micro movie.

The story logic of this microfilm is reversed, that is, the prison life of the protagonist first appears, and then the court verdict, arrest, career difficulties, desperation, and prosperity...

Although there are many plots, most of them are actually only matched with one picture, with some descriptive words added.

Very interesting.

Feng Dapao was talking to himself.

Where he appeared, at the beginning and end of the micro-movie, the former said that the great director Feng Dapao went to visit the downcast former richest man, he was affectionate and righteous; He started from the beginning.

I, Feng Dapao, have been deeply involved in micro-movies, but I am not stealing the show, it is really of a high level.

get off.

"Fang Yi Studio".

The sky was still twilight, and the words plated with bright metal were already shining, and the words "Fang Yi" were even polished on purpose.

"Oh, it's Fang Yi."

Feng Dapao held the cigar with one hand and his waist with the other, imitating the image of a certain great man on paper money.

Next, the person to be waited for, he was dressed very plainly, a white shirt with sleeves rolled up, a classic black and blue jacket, and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet. His hairstyle was deliberately modified by a makeup artist to resemble the great man Feng Dapao imitated.

Fang Yi.

At 187, he stretched out his big hand like an eagle catching a chick, and held Feng's thin and cold hand, "Director Feng, hello."

Director Feng resisted the urge to bend his knees, "Mou...Fang Yi?"

"Director Feng, you dropped your cigar."

Resist the urge to bend your knees again.Sweating.

"Mou...Fang Yi, Teacher Fang Yi, don't worry, I'm fine."

　One more.I dropped it wrong.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)