The Wind of China Entertainment 2005

Chapter 346: Lost my wife (two in one)

After the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Everyone was sitting on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Lao Zhao's sketch "Donation" was playing on the TV.

"This Spring Festival Gala is really not as good as every year." Lu Minghua hugged his grandson, his face full of sighs. Compared with previous years, the gap is really huge.

Lu Mingyao bit the toothpick in his mouth and nodded slightly: "Yes, Lao Zhao's sketch is not as funny as last year."

"And that Han Ling, the Spring Festival Gala is the same as the stage set up in her back garden. This is the third time she has attended the Spring Festival Gala, and her performance is not good. Even Feng Gong can't lead her."

Lu Minghua complained, looked at his son, and asked, "Do you know this person?"

"I've heard about it, but I'm not sure about the details. The rumors in the circle are quite mysterious, saying that her family has a military background." Lu Yuan flipped through the documents related to Runtian Company given to him by his second uncle, and dealt with it casually.

When Lu Minghua saw his son, he became angry and retorted: "What do you think you are good for? If you don't bring a girlfriend home and you don't know much about gossip, you still have the nerve to be called the number one kid in the Mainland."

Lu Yuan: "."

"Zhou Yaoyao, stay here and stay still. Don't run away. You'll fall down later."

He shouted to his niece who flashed past his eyes before turning his attention to the TV screen.

Looking at the performances of Lao Zhao, Xiao Shenyang and others, I felt that what my father said made sense.

Although I was mentally prepared for the Spring Festival Gala to be worse than the previous year, the disappointment was still beyond expectations.

Looking at the whole scene, only Liu Qian's close-up magic was relatively outstanding, and the rest seemed to be nothing remarkable.

Those Internet languages ​​are nothing more than fried rice. They have been circulating on the Internet for a long time. They are clichés and are very familiar to the audience.

Lu Mingyao was slightly drunk because of drinking. He put his arms around his nephew's shoulders and shared his experience as a person who had been there and his predictions for the future of the industry.

"Xiao Yuan, it is said that children and women make the most money in the world. I would say that the film and television industry is no exception. It will eventually tap into the female market."

At this point, he glanced at his nephew and joked: "You have a pretty face. When you get old, there may be a little girl who will dig out the TV series you have filmed, all kinds of nostalgia, compared with contemporary male stars." , praising you."

Lu Yuan has long been accustomed to his second uncle's lack of tone and has no fluctuations in his heart, but he does not fully agree with his views.

"Second uncle, actually, I talked with Cai Yinong a few months ago about the issue of the female market. What you said makes some sense, but it is not absolute.

The market needs to be cultivated, and market orientation is important, but the quality of the play and the acting skills of the actors are always the key core of a play. A truly wonderful TV series that kills both men and women, young and old. "

Lu Mingyao smiled, did not refute, spit out the toothpick, peeled a peanut, and asked: "Have you ever counted the male to female ratio of your fans?"

Lu Yuan was really not sure about this, so he subconsciously looked at his cousin.

Lu Jing competed with the orange in his hand. Seeing his cousin and father staring at him, he put down the orange flap on his lips, opened his mouth and said, "I haven't made any specific statistics, but based on the activity level in the post bar, it's about Seventy percent are women.”

She is currently responsible for the Blueprint Company's acquisition of online copyrights for film and television dramas and the buyout of novel copyrights, as well as fan maintenance and the operation of the navy team.

Lu Yuan frowned and said: "Individuals cannot represent all. As far as I know, the number of Hu Jian's fans is male."

"Brother, Lao Hu's situation is a special case in the industry." Lu Jing used to be a big fan of Hu Jian, so he understood it quite clearly.

"Actually, your fan ratio in the early days was quite normal, but your subsequent hit dramas attracted several groups of female fans."

Lu Yuan: "."

"You see, this is the future." Lu Mingyao changed his sitting position.

Seeing that Lu Yuan was about to open his mouth, he waved and said: "I know what you want to say. Capital is profit-seeking. Compared to the male group who prefers rational consumption, the female group is obviously more willing to pay for idols."

"When men first came out of society, they thought about buying a house and a car every day. They had no time to watch TV dramas. When they had some free time, they mostly chose to play games. You have also filmed "Dwelling", so you should understand that this is a real social problem."

Lu Mingyao looked at Zhou Mingyuan and asked, "Is the game market doing well?"

"That's right." Zhou Mingyuan nodded. He is in charge of a game studio at Tencent, and the market is doing well this year.

Lu Mingyao glanced sideways at his nephew and continued: "Compared to men, female viewers are better at expressing themselves and like to share their opinions. On Weibo, Douban, and other platforms, there are the majority of female users."

“Although I don’t know much about your industry, the essence of TV dramas is to tell a story, and people who watch it must be willing to believe the story before it can impress them.

To put it bluntly, it's the same as falling in love. Even if I show my kindness to you and you open your heart, I can enter your heart, but the door of your heart is always closed and it is difficult for me to enter. "

"Take your cousin as an example. She likes to watch those greasy romance dramas. She also knows in her heart that it is a story, but she is willing to open her heart and believe it. She is more emotional.

In comparison, boys are more rational. After thirty, they basically don’t believe in love. They pay more attention to the logic and rationality of the plot. They like to watch plots, wars, and suspense. These require time to think carefully, even if they are filming. When we come out, we may not necessarily be applauded, because we generally like to find fault. "

"When you come out to set up your own studio, you will definitely need to invest. How do you plan to choose? Are you willing to do such a thankless job?" Lu Mingyao looked at his nephew happily.

Lu Yuan was speechless. Although he had his own persistence in his heart, he had to admit that what this old guy said made sense.

He glanced at his second aunt, who was muttering with his mother, and said, "Aunt, it's not me who is causing trouble. My uncle just said it himself, he doesn't believe in love at the age of thirty."

Before she finished speaking, the second aunt glanced over at her like a killing pig.

Lu Mingyao: "."

After a while, Lu Yuan obediently poured him a cup of tea and said: "Uncle, it's too pessimistic. According to your opinion, everyone in the future industry will be busy fooling around. I believe there will always be people who persist silently and hope The whole industry has changed for the better.”

Having said that, he is actually not optimistic. There are basically no books handed to him this year that he can read.

After the New Year, except for "Eternal Number" and the currently pending "Step by Step", he has no other TV drama scripts in hand.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that he has begun to transform into the film market, has higher requirements for TV drama scripts, and intends to reduce output.

But even so, it can still be clearly felt that the overall quality of this year's scripts is on a downward trend.

Lu Mingyao said with a bit of sarcasm, "Persistence is a good thing. It's okay to have such thoughts, but you must act within your ability."

Lu Yuan nodded, knowing that his second uncle was reminding him.

This year he will officially terminate his contract with Huayi. He has a rough plan in mind, but no one can predict whether it will be successful or not.

Seeing his nephew's silence, Lu Mingyao skipped the topic and said: "About Runtian, my suggestion is to choose shares and just listen to the annual dividends. You don't need to take it seriously, but it is worth treating as a long-term investment. However, the specific number of shares has to be discussed. 3 points lower.”

When his own vital interests were involved, Lu Yuan retracted his thoughts and listened silently.

Lu Mingyao pointed to the document on the table and said: "I talked with a friend who works in Runtian. The current size of the domestic mineral water market is about 300 billion. It doesn't look like much, but as living standards improve, the increase will become more and more obvious.

As long as Runtian does not expand blindly and destroy its capital chain as it did in previous years, it will not be difficult to increase its market share. Even if the brand fails to leave the province this time, it can still retreat to the province. The scale of the market in Gan Province and surrounding areas is also expanding year by year. If you take a long-term view, you cannot lose. "

Lu Yuan naturally understood, otherwise he would have informed Wu Lang to refuse. After all, the endorsement conditions provided by Runtian were far lower than his market quotation.

But no one around me has ever done this kind of negotiation. Wu Lang can talk about endorsements with brands, but talking about shares is a bit too green.

The second uncle went south to do business in his early years, and he cheated and deceived. No, he was well-informed. He wanted to trick the second uncle over and help him negotiate.

So he frowned, pursed his lips, hesitated for a long time, and said hesitantly: "3 points is already very high, will it look ugly if we talk about it again? What if the talks finally break down and this matter is exposed?" Lu Mingyao sneered, with a hint of drunkenness on his face Dispersed completely, turned around, stared at him with deep eyes, and said with a serious expression: "Xiaoyuan, if you still have such childish thoughts, just stay in Huayi honestly and don't come out to fix any studios. "

"You can't handle it."

Lu Yuan: "."

"Since Runtian has chosen you, it means that the other party thinks that you can create greater value for them. At this time, the more embarrassed you are, the more embarrassed the other party will be. The more embarrassed you are, the more embarrassed the other party will be."

These words are quite interesting. Lu Yuan tried his best to show the clear stupidity in his eyes and said: "Second uncle, you don't want your only nephew to be taken advantage of. Why don't you come out and help me talk."

Lu Mingyao picked up the tea cup and paused.

"Second uncle, you can't do it, right? You always brag to me before. You say you started with empty hands, but in the end you still have empty hands. If you don't lose, you have nothing to lose! Not only do you not lose, you have eaten, used, and made money. After playing it, you will always make money. As long as you don’t die, you will still be able to play again with empty hands.”

"Second uncle, please reply."

Lu Mingyao: "."

Gan, if you brag when you are drunk, take it seriously.

"Second uncle."

Unable to resist his nephew's admiring eyes, Lu Mingyao hesitated for a long time, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try."

"Second uncle takes action, one is worth two, and I think he can capture 5 points of shares." Lu Yuan continued to compliment and praise him desperately.

Lu Mingyao: "."

He realized that he seemed to have been cheated on by his nephew. Ever since he started talking about Runtian, he had been trying to tease him with ulterior motives.

This little bastard is really evil. He originally planned to raise it from 3 points to 4 points. Good guy, the bastard has a bigger appetite and wants 5 points directly.

Runtian is valued at 8 million, and you will swallow 4000 million in one bite.

Black, too dark!

Just as Lu Mingyao thought about it, he couldn't help but grin. This boy looked very much like himself back then.

He looked at his nephew's pure and innocent eyes and curled his lips: "Stop acting, stop acting. You are so shameless. It's a pity to be an actor."

"Thanks to my second uncle for teaching me well when I was young." Lu Yuan pushed back gently.

Lu Mingyao: "."

The uncle and nephew exchanged secret jabs, and Zhou Yaoyao ran out of the bedroom after taking a shower, wearing a fluffy cotton coat and disheveled hair.

He fell into Lu Yuan's arms.

He rubbed the little guy's pink face, tied her into a braid, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yaoyao took out a stack of red envelopes from her pocket, placed them on the sofa, stuck her butt out, and showed off: "Uncle, look, I have so many red envelopes, but you don't."

Lu Yuan pulled twice, plus the ones he gave after dinner, there were eight in total.

He coughed and asked, "Yao Yao, do you plan to give all of this new year's money to your mother for safekeeping?"

"Yes." The little guy nodded his head vigorously and said, "Mom said, save it all for me and return it to me later."

"Is there interest?"

"What is interest?" She didn't understand.

"Interest is... forget it." Lu Yuan stared into her eyes, feeling that she didn't quite understand.

"Let's do this. You deposit the money with your uncle. After school starts, if you get a perfect score in the exam, I will award you five hundred, and if you fail, I will deduct one hundred. How about that?"

Brother-in-law Zhou Mingyuan heard this and said: "Yao Yao, dad will keep it for you. If you get a perfect score in one test, I will reward you with a thousand yuan. If you fail, I will deduct ten yuan."

Lu Yuan glanced at him sideways, showing that he didn't think highly of his daughter's achievements.

The little guy looked at the stack of red envelopes, raised his eyebrows, thought for a long time, and said, "Mom said in the house just now, be careful if uncle wants to cheat me out of money, I will give it to dad."

She hugged the red envelope and ran towards Zhou Mingyuan.

Lu Yuan: "."

Zhou Mingyuan smiled proudly.

The father and daughter happily took out a red envelope, opened it, and started counting.

Lu Yuan stood aside and took a look, frustrated, and suddenly said in shock: "Yao Yao, no, this money seems to have expired."

The little guy's eyes widened, he pinched the banknote in his hand and repeatedly checked the printing date on it, and his mouth gradually opened wide.

"Uncle, it's really expired."

"Quickly, look at the next one." This guy urged me cheaply.

"This one is also expired, and so is this one"

The little guy looked at them one by one, his smile completely disappeared, and his little face looked bitter.

Lu Yuan bent down and said, "Uncle, how about exchanging one new one with you for ten old ones?"

The little guy looked at him eagerly.

Lu Minghua sat on the sofa with his grandson in his arms and interrupted: "If you make her cry, see if I beat you."

It was okay if he didn't say anything. As soon as he finished speaking, the little guy's eyes turned red visibly, his pink lips pursed, and his shoulders twitched twice.

Finished.

Zhou Ming had the foresight that something was not going well and hurriedly said: "Yao Yao, this red envelope was given by your uncle. Come on, it's important to him."

Lu Yuan: "."

Why is he meowing to lose his wife and lose his troops?

"Uncle." She sniffed, a little crying.

"Give it, give it, can't I give it to you?"

"Yao Yao, and your brother's, hurry up and get checked." Someone reminded me of the smoke.

"uncle."

The happiness is doubled, it belongs to Yes.

(End of this chapter)