Poverty alleviation variety show goes to the countryside, my talent can no longer be hidden

Chapter 668: Crooked Mouth Dragon King Zhang Gongzi

Looking at the script in front of him, Zhang Junfeng was completely confused.

As soon as he heard that Zhou Hao wanted him to play the leading role, he ran over to report, his heart was filled with excitement.

Although he somewhat looked down on Zhou Hao, a self-taught director, he also knew that this guy was a money-maker and that he would become famous as long as he could star in his film.

By then, you will earn a lot of money from film pay, date a lot of beautiful women, get a lot of trophies, and even be able to hold your head high when speaking to an old man... Just thinking about it makes me excited!

However, when he opened the script with great interest, it was like a basin of cold water was poured over his head.

After watching it several times in a row, Master Zhang raised it with a twitching mouth, "No... you call this a TV series?"

"Of course." Zhou Hao chuckled, "To be precise, this is called a skit."

Master Zhang twitched his lips, revealing a sneer between his teeth.

Who the hell are you fooling?
Can something with each episode lasting three or four minutes be called a "drama"?
And looking at the content of this script, it is so stupid.

What about the crooked-mouthed dragon king, what about the returning god of war seeing his daughter living in a doghouse... these are simply things written by a lunatic!

What idiot would watch this kind of thing?

"Zhou Hao, who wrote this?" Young Master Zhang couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you quickly make an appointment for him to see a psychiatrist. He's seriously ill."

You are the one who is sick, your whole family is sick!
Cursing inwardly, Zhou Hao patiently said, "Don't think this thing is tacky and outrageous, but its market prospects are beyond your imagination. If you operate it well, the traffic and profits you can get from it can even exceed most of the traffic stars."

Master Zhang laughed and said, "Do I look like a fool?"

"Zhang Junfeng, I'm extremely busy. I don't have any extra time to tease you. I'm telling you clearly that with your qualifications and abilities, you can't act in a serious TV movie. If you want to have a place in this circle with your own abilities, then this is the best opportunity."

Seeing Zhou Hao's serious expression, Master Zhang couldn't help but frown, "No...are you serious? Just based on this?"

Zhou Hao sighed, "Do you play Douyin?"

"No." Master Zhang shook his head immediately. "What's that stuff? It's so tacky and boring."

"But it has become the king of the short video track, and the market value of the entire company has taken off. Within five years, this company will become a unicorn enterprise in this field. Guess what it relies on?"

Master Zhang frowned but said nothing.

"It depends on the content you dislike." Zhou Hao asked himself and answered: "Mr. Zhang, there are 1.4 billion people in China and more than 6 billion people in the world. Everyone's situation is different."

"Not everyone likes to drink coffee, listen to blues and jazz, and play tennis. There are a lot of people who like to eat garlic, drink barley tea, and listen to earthy love songs. Do you understand?"

Zhang Junfeng was just stubborn but not stupid. He could understand what was meant. "You mean... this thing will be very popular in the sinking market?"

"Yes." Zhou Hao nodded and continued to make false promises. "At present, the entire industry has not yet discovered the potential of this track. If you can make a name for yourself here, you will be the king of short dramas, and those who come after you will have to call you the grandfather!"

Facts have proved that in Mr. Zhang's heart, the temptation of "fame" is far greater than "profit".

He has lived under the shadow of the old man since he was a child. All his companions and classmates have their own names, but his name is only - Zhang Xingtai's son.

He hated this name and wanted to take back his name, but he didn't have the ability to do so.

If this damn skit can really become popular...it's not impossible to give it a try.

After pondering for a long time, he said, "Can you let me think about it? After all, this is a big deal." Zhou Hao nodded, "Okay, but I'll only wait for you for two days."

He could also understand Mr. Zhang's hesitation. This was indeed a big deal.

Short dramas, a kind of downward-looking cyberpunk, are naturally at the bottom of the film and television contempt chain, and no matter how much money they make, it can't change anything.

After all, those who hold the power of speech now are still the high and mighty "old actors" and "old artists".

Once Mr. Zhang really makes his debut in the field of short dramas, he will be labeled as a low-end player for the rest of his life, and at least in the short term he won't be able to move up to a higher level... unless Mr. Zhang takes the risk and forces his way forward.

There is an actress in the next door Global Village who has become a recognized top star in the online drama circle. Her acting skills are even good enough to beat most of the "little flowers" of the same age, but the invisible wall of air has firmly blocked her way to further development.

So the decision here does require a bit of courage.

However, Zhang Junfeng did not let him wait too long and made the final decision that night - do it!

The reason that helped him make the decision was very simple - it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. It is always better to be a "short drama king" than to be a minor role in a movie!

After receiving this reply, Zhou Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

This young man finally has a direction to strive for, and the studio can finally calm down.

But to be on the safe side, he still called Lao Zhang to report it. After all, this was someone else's son. If Lao Zhang disagreed, everything would be nonsense.

It was obvious that Lao Zhang had never heard of this new thing called short plays. After understanding the general format and market positioning, he didn't say anything for a long time.

Obviously, as a veteran, he has already seen the pros and cons here at a glance.

For him, this is also a difficult choice.

Zhou Hao didn't hang up the phone and just waited patiently.

After about ten minutes, Lao Zhang slowly exhaled, "Since he is willing, then I have no objection... After all, it is a legitimate business, which is better than idling around all day and doing nothing."

Zhou Hao let out a long sigh, feeling relieved.

As long as Lao Zhang doesn’t object, everything will be fine!
"Thank you, Xiao Zhou. I'm sorry for your trouble." Lao Zhang said with a smile, "I owe you a favor."

After hanging up the phone, Lao Zhang stared at the ceiling for a long time, picked up his phone, opened the software time, and started searching for and installing Douyin.

This software has been out for several years, and many people around him are using it to kill time, but he has never had any interest in it.

Firstly, I feel bored, and secondly, I don’t have the leisure time.

This thing is used to kill time, and as a director who is dedicated to his work, what he lacks most is time. It takes more than ten hours a day to review films and conceive plots, so there is no time for this kind of thing.

But now, he had to install this thing.

When he thought that he would be able to see his son's works here soon, he felt an inexplicable sense of novelty.

Curious, funny, and a little bit expectant.

(End of this chapter)