Chinese entertainment starts with Hong Shixian

Chapter 6 There's nothing wrong with playing with dust
Fire Phoenix Hotel, smoking area.

Qi Hui's Liqun cigarettes were divided among his senior and junior brothers, and the three of them inhaled the mellow white smoke together.

If one person smokes Liquan cigarette, it is only for personal benefit, but if a group of people smoke it, it is for the benefit of the group.

"I heard that the second female lead is from Hong Kong Island." Ling Xiaosu shared the news he knew.

Zhang Ruoyun's teeth ached when she heard this: "The first female lead is Korean, and the second female lead is from Hong Kong?"

"One speaks Korean, the other speaks Cantonese... Can the performance continue?"

He was stuttering during the audition just now.

"It's not just the language." Qi Hui said, "The script is also written in three languages."

Simplified Chinese, Traditional Chinese, and Korean.

Even if you want to read the script and know the other party's lines, it is not that easy.

Hearing this, Zhang Ruoyun took a breath of secondhand smoke.

"Now you know why I don't want to act?" Ling Xiaosu took a deep puff of his cigarette.

This is so painful to act!
Just thinking about it made him so anxious that he wanted to speak Shaanxi dialect.

Qi Hui did not continue the topic, but asked Ling Xiaosu for his phone number.

Ling Xiaosu did not refuse and gave his phone number to Qi Hui with a bit more satisfaction in his eyes.

This junior brother is good and makes people feel comfortable when doing things.

If Qi Hui asks for a phone number after getting the role, it will be like a way of repaying a favor.

If Qi Hui asked for the phone number after not getting the role, it would have a more flattering meaning.

No matter what the result is, there is a bit of snobbery in it, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Ling Xiaosu gave out his phone number and also his QQ number.

Qi Hui took out his old Nokia and wrote down both numbers.

"Junior brother, your phone is a bit old." Ling Xiaosu took a look and said.

Qi Hui shrugged: "I just graduated, there's nothing I can do."

His phone is really old, an old Nokia model, so old that it doesn't even have a Snake.

Although today’s mobile phones are still feature phones, they have already launched QQ.

Compared with other mobile phones, Qi Hui's phone seems like a product from the last era.

At this moment, the photographer pushed open the glass door of the smoking area and ran over hurriedly:
"Teacher Qi, the producer wants you to come over."

"Me?" Qi Hui was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes showed some excitement and nervousness.

Could it be successful?

"Go ahead, Junior Brother." Ling Xiao frowned but couldn't suppress his joy. He knew that he had probably gotten rid of this hot potato.

"How enviable..." Zhang Ruoyun muttered.

He played the leading male role as soon as he debuted, which is something even a person with such resources cannot do.

In the drama "Snow Leopard", he originally wanted to play the role of Zhou Weiguo.

Dad also agreed, after all, it’s better to keep the money in the family.

However, his beautiful idea of ​​being the leading male role was abruptly thwarted by the investors.

They claimed that they would withdraw their investment if the male lead was not a coat of arms. There was nothing he could do but to play a supporting role.

"Senior brother... don't leave in a hurry." Qi Hui called out, then followed the photographer to the room they had just been in.

"Ruoyun, tell me about Qi Hui." Ling Xiaosu said, looking at his departing back.

Aren’t you very familiar with him... Zhang Ruoyun couldn’t help but complain in her heart.

"Okay, senior brother."

……

Audition room.

As soon as Qi Hui entered the room, the producer stood up and said straight to the point with a smile, "Sorry for the long wait, Mr. Qi."

"We have decided to invite you to play the leading male role. Are you willing?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Hui suppressed his rapidly beating heart and nodded slowly: "No problem, it's my pleasure."

"Here's the contract. Take a look first." The producer took out a document and a suitcase and said:
“For food and accommodation, we will provide the best hotels and services.”

"As for pay, our crew's price is 68 per episode." "There are 70 episodes in total, plus possible reshoots, the total pay is . Do you have any other opinions?"

"...Well, no problem. I'll listen to you." Qi Hui flipped through the contract. It was very complete, with the rights and obligations of both parties clearly stipulated. There were also conditions such as liquidated damages for breach of the contract.

Qi Hui couldn't see anything wrong and signed his name immediately.

Seeing the contract completed, the producer and director also smiled.

What they value is Qi Hui's cost-effectiveness and ease of use.

Immediately, the producer opened the suitcase beside him and took out 10 thick stacks of RMB.

"This is the down payment of 10 yuan, and the subsequent payments will be made in three installments."

Qi Hui glanced at the suitcase and couldn't help but be amazed. It was full of red hundred-dollar bills.

The total is estimated to be several million.

The producer silently closed the suitcase. The money was prepared for Ling Xiaosu. He was going to pay his salary in cash in one lump sum to fully demonstrate the sincerity of the crew.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see it.

"One more thing," Director Lin Tianyi said, "The crew will start filming in three months at the Magic City Film City. You must arrive on time."

"Huh? Three months?" Qi Hui was stunned for a moment. He thought the filming would start now.

"Of course, it will be three months from now," the producer said. "The crew is still in preparation, and many actors haven't been found yet."

……

Leave the room.

Qi Hui was carrying a black plastic bag, looking a bit like Wang Duoyu carrying pork belly.

"It's so easy to get 100,000..." Qi Hui said with emotion.

Ashing?

What's the point of beating this... ahem, there's nothing wrong with beating the dust.

I wish I had thousands of mansions to build my country.

But for me, Qi, the entertainment industry offers a much wider world to explore!

Qi Hui walked briskly towards the smoking area. It was time to thank his senior and junior brothers.

We have to treat them to a good meal.

However, when Qi Hui walked to the smoking area, he found that both of them were gone.

When I looked at my phone, I found a text message from Xiao Zhang:

"Brother, Brother Ling and I have something to do and we'll leave first. We'll meet you for a drink next time and make a killing out of you, the big landlord."

Qi Hui pursed his lips and shrugged helplessly.

……

clothing store.

Qi Hui walked in wearing a white suit.

The boss was still playing games at the front desk, while the boss's wife was busy in the store, arranging clothes in her flesh-colored stockings.

And their son is still watching the cartoon "Fruit Ninja".

"Boss lady." Qi Hui called out.

"Hey? You're back?" The proprietress took a look and continued to fiddle with her things without looking up.
"Your clothes are in the corner, change yourself."

"Don't leave after you've changed. I need to check my white suit. It's very expensive. Damage, dirtiness, and wrinkles will all cost extra. There's also the dry cleaning fee and ironing fee..."

"No need." Qi Hui interrupted her chatter:
"I want this dress, how much is it?"

As he spoke, he took out a stack of brand new hundred-yuan bills and flipped through them.

He looked quite handsome, and even the little kid watching "Fruit Ninja" couldn't help but stare at him with wide eyes.

"Wow? Can you earn so much just by being an extra?" The proprietress looked Qi Hui up and down. Could this kid have committed a crime?
Qi Hui picked up his clothes from the corner and said, "Sorry, I'm the protagonist now."

Upon hearing this, the proprietress's face froze.

"I am the protagonist that the whole world is paying attention to, hahaha..." On the TV, Xiao Guoding was sitting in Guoyuan Tianzun, looking at the Fruity Ninjas that were broken into pieces on the ground and laughing wildly towards the sky.

Qi Hui left a few hundred-dollar bills, waved goodbye, and left the clothing store carrying his old clothes.

"Mom, I want to be the protagonist in the future..." The little boy's voice was faintly heard from the clothing store behind him.

(End of this chapter)