I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

  Chapter 74 072. Unspoken rules

  The words turned into the gurgling spring water, gently soothing Xu Xin's heart.

   But he still has some lumps in his heart.

   After nodding his head to express his approval of this point of view, he said:

   "In terms of artistic level, I feel that it is still far behind everyone..."

   "Then why didn't they get out the torch?"

  Under the setting sun, the breeze blows.

   Blows the girl's hair behind her ears.

  She doesn't care.

   Still asking questions gently, while putting her hair back behind her ears.

   Without waiting for an answer, she looked at Xu Xin who seemed to want to say something, and continued:

   "You first agree that the directors of the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympic Games are a team, right?"

"…Um."

"Then you are equivalent to a screw? Or, maybe except Director Zhang Yimou who is the driver, you, that Director Ma, Sister Wei, and others, you are actually equivalent to the driver of a car." parts, right?"

"Well…"

  Xu Xin seemed to have guessed what she wanted to say next.

  When I was in a state of confusion, I heard the girl continue to say:

"Some people are the engine, some are the water tank, some are the gearbox, and some are the three-way catalyst. Everyone is a part of this car...for example, you. You are like a shock absorber. When this car meets The first situation I arrived at was a big pothole on the road.

   Without you, the engine may fall if the front axle of the car hits the pit. But because of you, this first big pit was spent perfectly. And the shock absorber probably doesn't understand how the engine works, or why the car moves by itself... at least he's doing his part, right?

  A car cannot be separated from the shock absorbers, nor can it be separated from the engine, and the shock absorbers also need the engine and the car to define their own value... Everyone in your team is the same. Can a pair of "Guernica" negate your contribution and potential value to the team? If they are really that powerful, then why did you make the torch instead of them? If you are really that bad, why can you come up with a torch that they can't think of? isn't it? "

   Looking into the boy's eyes seriously, the girl asked her doubts:

"I mean, there are so many college students, it doesn't matter who it is because of fate, it's still an inexplicable coincidence. Why did Director Zhang choose you alone and not others? And did you do anything to disappoint the team? Nothing. You've worked hard, you've delivered results...Your contribution to the team is obvious. Why do you doubt yourself?...You're good enough, aren't you?"

   "..."

  Xu Xin felt his face was a little hot.

   I don't know whether to be excited or ashamed.

   At this moment, the girl shook her head more firmly:

"A copy of "Guernica" can't negate your value, Xu Xin. No one is born knowing it, and even if he is born knowing it, he can't understand everything. Anyone who feels superior because he knows more , it seems to me greater ignorance. Any idea why?"

"…Why?"

  "Because, knowledge will make people more humble."

  She said the biggest critical blow to Xu Xin.

  Although this is actually what he said, it has deviated from what he wanted to express.

  But Xu Xin had to admit that this sentence...is just like what the girl said just now.

   I don’t know, I can’t, I don’t understand, but I can learn.

  The more you know, the smaller you will find yourself, and the more humble you will be.

   "Hoo..."

   Did not respond to Yang Mi's words.

   After Xu Xin and her walked for a while in silence, he suddenly raised his head, looked around, and asked:

   "Where is this place?"

"Well…"

  Suddenly, Yang Mi was also taken aback.

   It turned out that the two had walked into a not-so-common alley at some point.

   She blinked...

   After looking around, the original gentle face turned into embarrassment:

   "How about... let's go shopping nearby."

   "..."

  …

   "I haven't been to Kaifeng yet, so I don't know what the ancient city looks like under the Qingming Riverside Map. But the first time I came here, it was really shocking... It's much more beautiful than the Temple of Heaven in the Forbidden City when I was a child."

   Qingming Shanghetu area, within the landscape garden.

  Looking at the sparkling lake in the setting sun, the girl said.

   Xu Xin, who was holding a bottle of toilet water in his hand, responded, tightened the toilet water, put it in her backpack, rubbed the back of his hand, and said:

   "Unfortunately... no camera."

   "Take a picture of me?"

   "Why can't it just take pictures of us?"

   After sorting out his mood, he asked a funny question.

  But what he said seemed to have a different meaning in Yang Mi's ears.

  Inexplicably, the tips of her ears started to turn red again.

   Fortunately, the sun is shining right now, so it’s hard to see clearly.

   Then suddenly pointed to the sun:

   "Shoot me, it's the sunset."

   Point to the feet again:

"nature."

   Finally pointing at himself:

   "Beauty."

   "Ah, yes, yes, the beauties under the natural setting sun should not be able to tell the difference between Da Vinci and Picasso."

   "..."

  Yang Mi choked for breath and was out of breath:

   "I'll give you my toilet water again, I'm a dog!"

   "Haha~"

   Leaning on the railing, looking at the distraught beauty in the sunset, Xu Xin narrowed his eyes contentedly.

  …

   "One hundred and five, why don't you go grab the money!"

  International Trade Building, Xu Xin rolled his eyes when he heard the girl who was thinking about it:

   "Without this one hundred and fifty, you are still feeding mosquitoes in the park."

   "That's too expensive... How much is my entire play..."

"Well…"

  As soon as this was mentioned, Xu Xin became interested.

  While walking into the hotel, he asked curiously:

   "How much do you get paid for this show?"

  In terms of reason, this thing is considered a secret in the industry, and it is best for others not to inquire about it.

  Or even if I knew it, I wouldn’t say it face to face, but said secretly, “Hey, you know, so-and-so got a lot of money in a play”, so it’s not appropriate to ask face-to-face.

  But Yang Mi didn't hide it, and directly stretched out two fingers.

   "...two hundred thousand?"

  Xu Xin was shocked.

   "Well, before tax. But the tax is more than 10,000~"

   "...good guy!"

  Xu Xin people are all stupid:

   "One Guo Xiang is 200,000?"

"Yes."

  Yang Mi nodded:

   "After hearing this, do you think that I am very rich, and I have earned more than 100,000 yuan after staying on the set for a month or so?"

   "Sure."

   "But I still have to divide the money."

  Yang Mi shook her head:

   "First of all, the broker's commission is 20%, and the company's commission is 30%. You can calculate according to pre-tax, and I get 100,000 by myself. Then I have to pay more than 10,000 in taxes, which these companies will not bear."

   "... 80,000 yuan is a bit low."

   "It's not over yet."

  Looking at these sisters, their faces were full of pain and they began to scratch their fingers:

   "Do you still remember what I told you, including me, the company had a total of three candidates."

"Um."

   "We also have to give money, eight thousand per person. After all, regardless of whether it is the company's wish or not, they will give you a seat."

"Well…"

   "Then the money here is over..."

   Speaking of this, she suddenly paused, looked left and right, and after confirming that there was no one, she whispered:

"The casting director still has a thank-you fee of 20,000 yuan. If you don't give the money, you don't want to be promoted at all. Only by paying the money can I enter the director's field of vision. Normally, it is 10,000 yuan, but this time I I have to give 20,000, because Tang Ren's company thought it was going to compete with me...and offered 20,000. It's a big loss!"

   "..."

  Xu Xin was speechless.

   I’m really speechless. Forget it, here’s a sentence:

   "Then you only got 30,000 to 40,000?"

"Yes."

  Yang Mi nodded:

"Few."

   “…do all crews do this?”

"almost."

  Seeing Xu Xin's surprised look, the girl explained in a low voice:

"I won't talk about the protagonist, it's a game between the company and the company. But for the type of company that wants to support me, if you want to get this kind of role, you have to come here. But in this case, it's TV dramas, movies. There are very few. Because film actors and some important role directors will personally participate in the audition. But there are many TV dramas, and the drama takes a long time, so this happens...

  No way, the director and the leading actors can’t make all the money, can they? People like props and stage management also have to live. Don't look at these people on the surface, in fact, for a young actor like me, they have a lot of energy. If you think about it, it’s like if a hundred people audition for a role, the director who comes to the audition has the right to kill some of them on the spot, otherwise how could it be possible to show the director 100% of the materials and audition videos? That's why I have to work hard, work hard to become a great actor... At least I don't have to give red envelopes to others... It's a shame! "

   "Is that unavoidable?"

  As a "director", Xu Xin felt that this situation was really unacceptable.

   Regardless of the amount of salary and investment, in his concept, isn't it necessary to pass the acting skills first to play a certain role?

  How did it become a "deal"?

  Although this situation sounds commonplace, it abounds in life.

but…

  He's still awkward.

  Hearing this, Yang Mi shrugged:

"Of course, once or twice, but the number of times is too many. If you keep doing this, then the director's reputation in the circle will be bad. Think about it, for example, a movie with an investment of one million yuan and a box office of one thousand 10,000. Logically speaking, he made money, right? After deducting the box office share, he got three or four million.

   And among the three to four million, there is the investor's money back, the money earned, the actor's dividend money, and the director's dividend money. Besides these, what else? gone. In addition to making some money from purchasing props, how do these people make money on stage management, recording, and photography? Just the tens of thousands of dollars in compensation? And at this time, someone will give you a red envelope, you just need to say a few words for an actor in front of that person, and the money will be in your hands. Do you make money? "

   But you said the director didn't know about this situation? For sure. But what can he do? The cake is just that big. Unless you don't care about money, you are willing to make a button, such as giving the crew a share of the box office or something. Let's all work together. But when thinking about it, everyone will think about it. When it comes time to do it... that's not one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand, it's millions or tens of millions. Earn some? "

  When Yang Mi said this, she had already walked to the hotel entrance.

   But Xu Xin didn't intend to go up, but took out a cigarette.

   Seeing this, the girl accompanied him, watching him smoke while chatting.

   After Xu Xin knew the secrets of these industries, he smoked half a cigarette and said:

   "Then according to what you say, everyone knows it well?"

   "Yes."

  The girl nodded:

"Anyway, after I signed the contract, the company did the same thing in the few films I produced. This business is very cruel, and young actors have to do this. Even sometimes the money will be wasted, just give money and do nothing. You can only count yourself as unlucky if you encounter it, understand? You can’t say it. If you say it, it means that you don’t understand the rules. Directors and directors, photography and photography colleagues are all related. You offended this one, and the other one People just need to mention a few words: if the actor doesn't know the rules, it will be difficult to turn around."

   "...good guy."

   Let out a sincere sigh, Xu Xin, who has really learned a lot, shook his head:

   "This line... the water is really deep."

"Yes, that's why I said that it's not easy for people to make it through. It's the same as Huang Xiaoming and Liu Tianxian. To the outside world and to the audience, you have to establish your own image. How to maintain interpersonal relationships, how to operate yourself, this is called wrist...Let me tell you, these two people will definitely not be easy in the future, I can see it."

   Speaking of this, Yang Mi also had a look of emotion in her eyes.

   Xu Xin subconsciously said:

   "I don't think you will be worse than them in the future."

   "Sure."

  Take off the peaked cap, fiddle with the newly cut bangs in front of her, the girl's eyes are full of confidence:

   "I want to study, so I study hard and go to Tsinghua University. Since I choose to enter this line of work, I have to mix it up!~"

"Um…"

   Stiff out the cigarette, Xu Xin nodded:

   "Come on, big star... let's go, go up. Treat you to dinner~"

   "Hey~"

  The girl nodded when she heard about eating:

"Um!"

  The two of them will then go to the hotel.

   But just after walking a few steps, Xu Xin stopped suddenly...

   "Director Shang?"

  Looking at Shang Jing who was walking with his head bowed and seemed very tired, he hurriedly said hello.

  Shang Jing raised his head subconsciously, revealing a tired face.

  When he saw that it was Xu Xin, he nodded:

   "It's Xiao Xu."

   "Director Shang, may I get it for you?"

   Seeing Shang Jing holding the briefcase in his hand, Xu Xin asked politely.

  Shang Jing shook his head:

   "No, no, no, no sink... let's go."

   After all, he was a young man admired by his old classmates. He motioned for everyone to enter the hotel together.

  But he didn't pay attention to the pretty girl next to him.

   It's not that Yang Mi is not beautiful, but that she is not in the mood.

  Xu Xin nodded, and as the three walked in, Xu Xin said:

   "Did you just finish your work?"

"…Um."

   "Are you busy with investing?"

"right."

"oh oh…"

  Xu Xin didn't ask about the result.

  Because it has already been written on Shang Jing’s face.

   Just like last night at dinner, this person who loves "Wulin Biography", if the investment negotiation is completed, then he will definitely not have this expression at the moment.

  The three of them entered the hotel. When they were about to reach the elevator, Xu Xin ran a few steps and pressed the elevator first.

  While waiting for the elevator, he secretly glanced at Shang Jing...Finally thought about it, and asked:

   "Director Shang, is Director Zhang still having a game with you tonight?"

   "It's gone, haven't you guys started working... Lao Zhang is quite serious about his work. He made sure he was fine last night, otherwise he would drink if he didn't see him."

  The coolness of the air conditioner opened up Shang Jing's chatter a little bit.

  After the elevator door opened, the three entered the elevator.

   Just not on the same floor.

  Yang Mi is on the 5th floor, Shang Jing is on the 9th floor, and Xu Xin is on the 19th floor with the best view.

  Olympic team special treatment.

   "I'm leaving."

  With outsiders, Yang Mi didn't say much, after waving to Xu Xin, she politely said to Shang Jing:

   "Goodbye, Director Shang."

"…okay."

  Continuing to the ninth floor, Shang Jing waved his hand and got out of the elevator.

   But Xu Xin frowned slowly after both of them left.

   Frowning, thinking.

   After reaching the 19th floor, he thought about it... and went straight to Zhang Wu's room.

  …

   "Xiao Xu?"

  After Zhang Wu opened the door, he was a little surprised to see that it was Xu Xin.

   "Come in come in...what's the matter?"

   While passing Xu Xin a cigarette, Zhang Wu asked curiously.

   Xu Xin took it with both hands politely, and said:

   "Director Zhang, I just ran into Director Shang downstairs."

   "Old Shang? He's back from work?...Here, try this tea, it tastes pretty good."

   "Eh, good."

   Guarding the cup, Xu Xin waited for Zhang Wu to pour tea for himself, and then chose to cut to the chase:

"That...it's like this, Director Zhang. Mainly...you are familiar with Director Shang. I was embarrassed to say it in the elevator just now. Actually, I wanted to mention it yesterday. I really like Director Shang's script~ And...Director Shang is not lacking. Money, I just want... to invest. But I said it directly, because I was afraid that Director Shang would not believe me and think I was fooling around. Just thinking... can you ask me, if the investment from Director Shang is not finalized... I will invest how about this?"

   "...???"

  The smoke from Zhang Wu's mouth suddenly spewed out in waves.

   Obviously shocked by Xu Xin's words.

   "What did you say... what do you mean?"

  He widened his eyes in surprise, looked at the young man in front of him, and his tone was full of shock.

  Xu Xin looked a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

   "I said... I want to invest in Director Shang's script."

   "..."

   Now, Zhang Wu couldn't say a word.

  …

   It took about three puffs of smoke, Zhang Wu couldn't help saying:

   "Xiao Xu...that's a minimum of 10 million yuan..."

  He knew that the young man in front of him should have a good family. After all... the office is full, and he is the only one who smacks Zhonghua.

  Although it has been changed to Yuxi now, Zhang Wu has a much higher opinion of this young man's EQ.

Can…

   That's ten million...

  Is this a joke...

  See Xiao Xu nodded:

   "Well, Director Zhang, I know... I still have this little money."

this point…

  This little money...

   Zhang Wu was even more speechless after hearing this adjective so awkward.

  But he is very optimistic about this child, and he also knows that this child is not someone who talks about running trains.

   is particularly down-to-earth.

  Since he can say this, it doesn't seem like a joke.

  So I couldn't help but ask:

   "Xiao Xu...your family is..."

   "Director Zhang, if someone asks, I will definitely not tell you. But you are kind to me, I know, so I will not hide it from you. My family is in a coal mine, and the business...is okay. Then...I also have some money..."

  Hearing the previous words, Zhang Wu felt particularly at ease.

  Okay, this kid understands things in his heart and is still modest.

  Can be heard behind…

  Inevitably, a word came out of my heart.

   "Coal Boss"

   This term is not derogatory, but just a thought. As a native of Shanxi, Zhang Wu actually has more empathy for this exclusive vocabulary that originated in Shanxi than other people.

  The coal boss is so rich...he knows it all too well.

   Logically speaking, since he is the "coal boss", Zhang Wu must want to help his old classmates.

  Although he didn't like the script either.

  Ancient costume martial arts sitcom...

   If there is no way to resonate with the audience, it is similar to watching a sketch.

  The jokes of sitcoms are exquisite, and they outline a comedy style that is either absurd or warm based on the lives of ordinary people and the parents of modern people.

   "I Love My Family", "The Story of the Editorial Department", "A Family in the Northeast", etc., these popular TV series all have this style.

  Through a series of contradictory points such as the changing era, the conflict between old and new concepts, etc., to create jokes and achieve that relaxing effect.

   It can be said that melodrama = modern style, this is the iron law.

   And when he heard that his old classmate had come up with a costume melodrama, he really couldn’t figure out how to shoot it...

  The heroes of ancient times drove high and walked high, opened and closed, heroes with short breaths and children with love are the mainstream. How can it be possible to act in sitcoms?

  So, he was not optimistic about the subject matter.

  And if there is an investor who wants to invest at this time, it is for the sake of his old classmates, and Zhang Wu will definitely agree.

  After all, people have a close relationship.

But…

  The person who wants to invest now is a young man whom I admire very much.

   All of a sudden, the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat.

  He was a little embarrassed...

   What can I say?

   and Xu Xin said:

   "Xiao Xu, please be sober. It's a martial arts melodrama in ancient costumes. How can it be good? You should watch the script."

   Still said to Shang Jing:

   "Old Shang, I have a big guy here who wants to invest in your unreliable script?"

   Isn't this nonsense?

  However, the real situation happened like this...

   Speechless, absurd emotions filled him, making him unable to say a word.

   And Xu Xin felt troubled seeing Director Zhang's face, and asked:

   "Director Zhang...is it not convenient for you to come forward?"

"of course not…"

   "...Then you can make a call for me, mainly because I am afraid that I will rush to find it by myself, and Director Shang thinks I am playing tricks on others..."

   "..."

   After thinking about it, Zhang Wu said in a tone of "you wake up quickly":

   "Why do you want to vote for this? Aren't you a director? Can't you make it yourself when the Olympics are over? Do you know how to invest?"

"don't know."

  Xu Xin shook his head sincerely:

   "But I like that story. I also like Director Shang's "The Story of the Cooking Class", so I think the script that Director Shang likes so much, no matter what, it won't be too bad."

   "..."

   Good guy.

  As soon as these words came out, Zhang Wu immediately found the smell of the coal boss from this child.

"I like".

   "I will vote".

  180,000 is like not seeing it.

  This smell...it's too strong.

   According to the temper of the general coal boss...

   After thinking about it, Zhang Wu said:

   "Xiao Xu, that's ten million...or the least..."

   "Director Zhang, I will not hide anything from you, I can vote."

have to.

  The taste is stronger.

  Looking at Xu Xin seriously...

  Zhang Wu thought about it...

   Suddenly sighed:

   "Oh... what if I lose money?"

   "Director Zhang, every film and work you direct is not aimed at making money, right?"

   "..."

  The corner of Zhang Wu's mouth twitched...

   "Don't put a high hat on me, boy... I can't think more about you?"

"…hey-hey."

  Looking at the young man who was smiling foolishly, Zhang Wu asked seriously again:

   "You really think about it... Although I don't know if Lao Shang will agree, but if you really vote, it is really risky!"

   "Think it over, don't worry."

   Almost without any hesitation, Xu Xin nodded directly:

   "I trust Director Shang very much. Being able to be your classmate with you, and the relationship is so good, it will definitely not be bad!"

   "..."

  Listening to this bright flattery, Zhang Wu was funny and speechless at the same time...

   And these emotions finally turned into a helpless sigh.

   Sighing, he picked up the phone:

   "Hey, Old Shang... Come to my house, I need you if I need something."

  …

   "..."

  Shang Jing was dumbfounded, looking at his old classmate.

  Zhang Wu waved his hand:

   "Don't look at me, look at him...God of Wealth put it here!"

  Give Xu Xin an angry look, he shook his head, and said with a cigarette in his mouth:

   "Xiao Xu, this kid is obsessed with your script... I just found out for you. This kid... has money. Don't look at Yuxi in his hand, that's because I smoke Yuxi, and this kid usually smokes Zhonghua."

   "..."

  Shang Jing was speechless, while Xu Xin scratched his head in embarrassment:

   "Don't say that... Director Zhang, I'll just smoke..."

   As he spoke, he turned his head and said to Shang Jing:

"Director Shang, it's like this. I haven't invested in these, but I really like your story, and I can't forget that kind of story. Second, Director Zhang has always taken special care of me, so I have the audacity to ask Director Zhang today, please He told you. I'm not joking... If you don't believe me, I will go to the ATM with you to check my bank card deposits... I have money, and I can really vote. You tell me the number, and I will definitely not Can I counter the price with you...?"

   "..."

   "..."

  Shang Jing was dumbfounded.

  When did he hear the words of such an easy-talking "investor"?

   Subconsciously looked at his old classmate.

   And Zhang Wu was also dumbfounded...

  How is this the same as...Xu Xin begging Lao Shang to invest?

   But he was not stupid, after thinking about it, he suddenly understood why Xu Xin was so respectful.

   I've been doing it for a long time...Is it for myself?

  This kid...

  He suddenly shook his head:

"Old Shang, I don't want to get involved in what you two are talking about. I also believe in your character, and you will definitely not cheat Xiao Xu. Xiao Xu, don't be blind. Investment is not a trivial matter. It doesn't matter whether you have money or not. Isn’t it a waste?… In this way, I will help you find someone to help you these few days. Old Shang… Let’s Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao, okay?…Of course, I said these are not forcing you to accept investment, but It means...Xiao Xu is a good kid, if you are interested, you can consider it. How about it?"

   The scene of Xiao Xu's words gave him enough face.

  Zhang Wu then had to act like an elder.

   Draw a frame for Shang Jing.

  Ding is Ding, and Mao is Mao.

  The child pursues art, likes scripts, and will become a practitioner in the future.

  Immature in thought and inexperienced, but it is difficult to hide a heart that loves art.

   This is a good boy, you are my old classmate.

   You must not cheat others.

  (end of this chapter)