Entertainment 2000: Supporting female stars will bring you a hundredfold return

Chapter 5 Painter Tang Wei (Please read and collect)

There are three protagonists in the book Ghost Blows Out the Light: Hu Bayi, Yang Xueli, and Fatty.

The heroine, Yang Xueli, has a lot of scenes.

But in order to play the role of supporting Fan Xiaopang, some planning is needed.

Otherwise, just by looking at the text of the story, who can connect the female protagonist and Fan Xiaopang?

Relying on vague memories, Tang Wen struggled to start writing the first part of Ghost Blows Out the Light.

Once he started, he realized that it was not possible to memorize the story just by reading the original work several times.

His memory is just average and he can't remember many details at all.

I could only think it over slowly, and in the end I got tired of it and just wrote it myself.

But you can imagine how inefficient it is to type. I barely managed to finish 10,000 words until late at night.

Tang Wen wrote the first 5,000 words, divided them into chapters, and posted them on Jin Yong Inn overnight.

I also uploaded the beautiful photos of Fan Xiaopang that I had downloaded in advance into the gaps between novels.

Tell netizens clearly that the image of Fan Xiaopang is the image of the heroine.

Novel upload.

Tang Wen checks the earnings from today's posting.

[You spent money and energy to support actress Fan Xiaopang] X78
[Evaluation: f, cashback multiple: 2 times, experience gained: 10, potential: 0.01] X78
【Cashback: 100】X78
78 manuscripts?
Tang Wen couldn't suppress his smile. The two typists were working really hard.

I paid a total of 1800 yuan, 30 yuan per article, and the maximum number of articles was 1.

They actually exceeded the target by 18 articles, which is worthy of encouragement.

After leaving the Internet cafe, Tang Wen took the money and returned to school to find Sun Chao and Zhang Yan.

The two were eating instant noodles in the dormitory.

Tang Wen went over to take a look at the table and saw everything in the bowl, including ham, boiled eggs, and chicken legs.

"The food is okay," he joked.

"Make it yourself. I have more in the cupboard." Zhang Yan said without even raising his head.

Tang Wen shook his head. If you don’t eat instant noodles for a while, you’ll start to miss them.

But if you eat it twice in a row, you will definitely get tired of it.

Seeing that there was no one else in the dormitory, Sun Chao drank a mouthful of noodle soup and said, "Guess how many articles we have collected today?"

Tang Wen smiled: "78."

"Ok?"

The two turned their heads at the same time, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

Ten minutes ago, the two of them had just posted all the posts in the school's computer room.

How did Tang Wen know so quickly?
"Guess?"

Tang Wen smiled and did not answer.

He first took out 540 from his pocket and put it on the table.

The two people's attention was immediately diverted to the banknotes.

"This is the money for the extra 18 articles. I'll continue to receive manuscripts tomorrow. Here's a total of 6000."

Snapped!
A stack of banknotes slammed on the table, stunning the two men again.

Sun Chao and Zhang Yan looked at each other, and the former said, "6000 yuan, that means 200 articles."

Tang Wen interrupted, "Just tell me whether you have confidence or not?"

"Yes, there is."

"That's good. I'll wait for your good news tomorrow." Tang Wen didn't give them a chance to refuse, and went downstairs to the bathroom with the basin to take a shower.

The two coders looked at each other, what else could they say?

The money is on the table, go for it!

Another sleepless night.

[You spent money and energy to support actress Fan Xiaopang x1]

[Evaluation: f, Cashback multiple: 2x, Experience gained: 10, Potential: 0.01]

【Cashback: 110】

Before Tang Wen reached the bathroom, the system gave another message.

This cashback comes from "Ghost Blows Out the Light".

It was almost midnight, and Tang Wen was the last one to slip in before the bathroom door closed.

"Whoa Whoah"

In the empty bathroom, there was only the sound of water.

"Old ghost?" Tang Wen looked at Zhang Songwen's back and shouted, "It's so late."

"You're not early either."

Zhang Songwen is the class monitor of the acting college class.

Because their dormitory was right next to Tang Wen's, the two of them were quite familiar with each other.

Tang Wen: "Old Ghost, can you help me find an expert in the art department to draw some drafts?"

"A portrait or something?"

"Portrait."

"Okay, I'll ask the senior in the art department for you."

"Thanks. I'll have dinner later." Tang Wen showered quickly. Three minutes later, he finished applying shampoo and shower gel, rinsed his face, and left the bathroom.

The next day.

[You spent money and energy to support actress Fan Xiaopang] X39
[Evaluation: f, cashback multiple: 2 times, experience gained: 10, potential: 0.01] X39
【Cashback: 100】X39
When Tang Wen woke up, there was an extra 3900 in his account.

Income after sleep.

This is definitely income after sleeping!
Looking up at Zhang Yan's bed, it was indeed empty. No doubt Zhang Yan and Sun Chao must have stayed up late collecting manuscripts.

He took another look and was still surprised.

[You spent money and energy to support actress Fan Xiaopang x1]

[Evaluation: e, Cashback multiple: 5 times, Experience gained: 50, Potential: 0.05]

【返现：1000=稿费50X5+运营费150X5】

[Your serialized post (Ghost Blowing Light novel), real page views> 1100 people/times, real comments + collections> 100, the influence is further expanded, and cash back again]

There are many netizens who stay up late to surf the Internet.

Serializing novels is the right way to expand influence.

After a two-day weekend, classes resumed today.

In the classroom, Tang Wen saw Zhang Yan and Sun Chao who came in a hurry.

The two of them sat on stools, held the books upright, supported their chins with their hands, and nodded their heads, looking like they were about to fall asleep.

Tang Wenzhi frowned: Why do these two typists still need to sleep?

Isn't this delaying my earning money?

Until noon.

The three of them sat in the cafeteria to eat.

Zhang Yan and Sun Chao ate voraciously.

"Let's go to bed after eating?" Tang Wen said slowly.

"Sleep?" Zhang Yan squinted at him. "How can I have time to sleep? I have to go to the Internet cafe to review manuscripts. Old Sun has to go collect manuscripts!"

"Oh, the division of labor is quite clear."

"Isn't this to provide better service to you, Mr. Tang?"

Tang Wen nodded: "You are aware. I will appoint you as the second prince, the manuscript review manager. I will recruit two female college students to review manuscripts together. You will be paid 2 yuan for each manuscript reviewed."

He looked at Sun Chao again and said, "Old Sun, I will appoint you as the eldest prince and manuscript collection manager. You should also recruit a few subordinates. I will pay you 3 yuan for each article you collect."

Tang Wen is prepared to pay the extra 5 yuan for each article.

As long as the number of posts increases, the more money he spends, the more he earns.

Sun Chao didn't say anything.

Zhang Yan was not happy, and pointed at Sun Chao with his chopsticks: "Why is he the eldest prince?"

Tang Wen was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Although the two typists did not receive a penny increase in salary, they were promoted and worked even harder.

I skipped the afternoon class.

The college class has few courses and ends at 3:30. Zhang Songwen came over and handed Tang Wen a small note, saying in Cantonese:
"The painter you asked me to help find, the master in our art department is not available, so I recommended someone from the directing department of the school next door. He said he comes from an artistic family. You can decide for yourself."

After saying that, Zhang Songwen left in a hurry.

He wants to practice Mandarin to correct his accent.

The teacher gave him an ultimatum: if he couldn't learn Mandarin within one semester, he would have to drop out.

Tang Wen was surprised: "The school next door is the directing department. Isn't the next door the University of Political Science and Law?"

He opened the note and saw a pretty name: Directing Department of the Central Academy of Drama, Tang Wei, 139...

Tang Wei?

Tang Wen was slightly surprised.

In his previous life, as a small fry in the entertainment industry, he had very little communication with famous female artists.

He really didn't know that Tang Wei could paint.

After leaving the school gate and passing by a public telephone, Tang Wen did not go forward, but went straight to the nearby shopping mall and walked towards the mobile phone counter.

Nowadays, expensive mobile phones cost thousands or tens of thousands, while the cheapest ones cost only one or two thousand.

In an environment where the average salary is only a few hundred yuan, it can be considered a valuable item, or even a tool for showing off.

"Which phone would you like to see?" the sales lady asked politely.

Tang Wen pointed at the most eye-catching product on the flyer, the Motorola V8088: "Can it access the Internet?"

"It can access the Internet and receive emails, and it looks very nice. Apart from being a bit expensive, there's nothing wrong with it." The sales lady didn't give any further introduction.

"how much is it?"

The salesperson was stunned: "There is a promotion now, 4999. At the beginning of the year, it was more than 6. Now the promotion is very strong..."

"Okay, take one." Tang Wen took out his bank card.

It’s hard not to feel sad when paying. The same 4999 is the flagship of Xiaomi coming in 2024, and it can play games like a rocket.

Now the most I do is send text messages and play Snake.

After calculating the balance in his bank account, he said, "I want the cheapest one."

The salesperson smiled and said, "Okay, sir, how about this Ericsson model? It's only 1480."

"Row."

This was bought for two coders.

Having a mobile phone makes it convenient for part-time college students to contact them and receive manuscripts.

After buying the phone, Tang Wen only had a few hundred yuan left in his savings.

He went to the business hall to apply for a mobile phone card and gave the first part of the phone to Tang Wei.

Ask her to meet at the entrance of the Internet cafe.

Two hours later, Tang Wen, who was dizzy from typing, walked out of the Internet cafe.

A girl with long flowing hair was waiting at the door. Her pretty face looked even younger than I remembered, with lively eyes and a playful nose, which was very attractive.

(End of this chapter)