Abstract Art Award Winner

Chapter 241 Female Dragon King
Originally, Cai Xukun's big fans were planning a big push tonight.

At a crucial moment, they pulled off a steal, but ever since Zhou Le posted on Weibo, the data on Jay Chou's side, which had been stagnant, started to surge again.

It wasn't until evening that the price skyrocketed from 1.3 million to 1.8 million, a gain equivalent to the price of another Cai Xukun.

"Brothers, let's go! Put more pressure on Jay Chou and give him hundreds of millions of influence. I don't believe his new song can keep being delayed!"

"They're all from the Zhou family, Zhou Le's move was too aggressive."

"I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Brother Le for his support. He truly deserves to be called the number one person in internet abstraction."

"Brothers, when you vote for Jay Chou, don't forget about Leslie Cheung too. He's always complaining about being broke, so just keep him in eighth place. That number is auspicious."

"No, Brother Le has too many votes. He's about to go up to seventh. Everyone, let's stop for a moment and cast our votes for Jay Chou first."

"Oh no, oh no, ninth place is about to catch up! Brothers, let's get some more votes and hold onto eighth place."

Many people who were originally willing to vote for Jay Chou were amused by the current situation, since Jay Chou's votes are now more than three times that of the second-place candidate, while Zhou Le has consistently remained in eighth place.

So as they continued investing, they started playing the game and began to manipulate the market with precision.

One is first, the other is eighth; neither position can be changed.

Zhou Le felt extremely heartbroken seeing this.

Every penny these people spend on themselves has a portion taken by Weibo.

Wouldn't it be better to use that money to support a movie?

So he posted another Weibo post.

"Don't vote for me, it's useless. Everyone, please be rational."

But those people didn't care what Zhou Le said.

"Don't worry about this. Although I voted for you, it has nothing to do with you. Just do your thing."

"Exactly, why don't you spend more time filming? Is this something you should be worrying about?"

"Although I'm really envious of how much money you make, I'm also afraid that you'll become unpopular and stop making good films."

"I suggest you set a mute option for yourself."

"Instead of wasting your time, why don't you give me a French kiss?"

Zhou Le's Weibo post was met with a barrage of criticism, which made him laugh in exasperation.

"I'm muting myself? Don't you want to see what you're saying?"

But Zhou Le really can't handle this matter now.

Jay Chou and Cai Xukun's fans went crazy, their own fans went crazy, and even fans of Mayday, Sun Yanzi, and Eason Chan went crazy.

However, before closing it, Zhou Le still clicked on the comment about the French kiss.

He replied with, "If you keep acting this way, I'll kick your front teeth off."

Then I turned off my phone.

"Alright, it's time to promote it."

After Zhou Le finished speaking, he pulled Tian Xiwei to the film set.

Zhou Le didn't have any filming scheduled this morning, so he could use the time to promote the product.

Finally, he went to the props department and got some props.

We also borrowed a photographer and a makeup artist.

"Hey bro, could you film this for us in a bit? I'm planning to shoot a few short videos."

"Okay, Teacher Zhou."

After the photographer finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, where are you going?"

"I'll go get the camera."

"It's okay, no need, just use my phone to take the picture."

The photographer was dumbfounded. Who shoots a short film with a mobile phone? It's not like we're advertising a mobile phone.

But seeing Zhou Le's insistence, he didn't say anything more. Then Zhou Le told the makeup artist what kind of makeup he wanted.

"Zhou Ye, make her look older, preferably old enough to be our mother. Make Tian Xiwei look simpler. As for me, give me a wig and make me look like a young master."

This wasn't difficult for the makeup artists, and Zhou Le talked as they did the makeup.

"Wait a minute, our script goes like this: Xiaotian, you've been reborn. In your previous life, you suffered all kinds of bullying at home. In this life, you have to be yourself again. Faced with your mother's difficult behavior and your brother's demands, you choose not to tolerate it anymore."

Tian Xiwei felt dizzy listening to this; she thought the plot was incredibly melodramatic.

After finishing my makeup and changing clothes, I arrived at a scene on set.

"I've already spoken to the director, we'll be filming here this morning."

Tian Xiwei was thinking about the lines in her mind and the performance she was going to make, and felt a wave of shame.

After a while, the photographer shouted "Action!" and the promotional video officially began filming.

The whole plot revolves around Tian Xiwei slapping people everywhere, acting extremely arrogantly.

But at this moment, she also held the lifeline of her family in her hands.

It's basically a female version of the Dragon King doujinshi.

"Wait a minute, your mouth needs to be crooked a bit, yes, like Long Aotian's cold smile."

Zhou Le kept giving instructions from the side.

In just one morning, they filmed a total of three short films.

What do you mean the ten-year period has come to an end?

I was bullied to death, and after I was reborn, I bullied my whole family.

There's also the classic drama of the real and fake heiresses.

Everyone had a great time taking pictures.

"This is really weird. Will anyone actually like reading this if I post it like this?"

"Don't worry, it'll be no problem."

Zhou Le then transferred another two thousand yuan to the staff, asking them to help edit the film.

"Just do a quick fix and add some music when it's appropriate."

The photographer held back his laughter the whole time; he had never edited this kind of footage before.

Although there are many similar types online now, he is a legitimate cinematographer.

"Okay, Brother Le, but isn't two thousand yuan a bit too much?"

According to Zhou Le's requirements, not to mention two thousand yuan, five hundred yuan would be enough.

"It's alright, consider the rest as a tip for your hard work."

Around midnight, the other party finished editing the video and sent it to Zhou Le. Zhou Le glanced at it and was very satisfied.

So I casually asked, "Hey bro, how much do you make working on this film crew?"

"Teacher Zhou, it's probably between 15,000 and 18,000 yuan, depending on the project."

"That's good too."

"Yes, but sometimes the salary is even higher if you do post-production work."

Upon seeing the message from the other party, Zhou Le thought for a moment. It seemed that Guo Qiling's side was still short of photographers. Although they could find one from the school, the ones the school found were all greenhorns, and they needed an experienced photographer to guide them.

"Brother, I happen to have a project here, it's also about making TV series, but it's a short series, the project cycle is very short, are you interested? If you are, after this show is finished, I can recommend you to them, the salary will definitely be higher than here."

"Really, Brother Le?"

"Of course, and there's a constant stream of work over there, it's just that it might be a bit tough."

The photographer was even more excited when he heard this. In this line of work, the most important thing is the project. Sometimes you can work for a few months and then rest for half a year before you can go to the next film crew.

"Then I will."

"Okay, let's settle on that for now, and we'll discuss the details later."

(End of this chapter)