Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 74: To vote or not to vote? (Subsequent update time: around 6 pm every day)
On the morning of December 2nd, in the dormitory of Beijing Film Academy, thin curtains blocked the morning light, and several open photography books were scattered on the ground.

Park Song-il was humming a song while brushing his teeth, the sound of water splashing was heard, Xiang Zhuo was staring at the computer screen and typing on the keyboard, his face glowing pale as reflected by the hot posts on the forum.

Wu Chen got up from the bed. The party ended late last night and there was still fatigue in his eyes.

Then he rubbed his sleepy eyes, subconsciously picked up his phone, looked at the message, and opened the mobile phone penguin.

Liu Yifei's Penguin window was flashing, and messages jumped into her eyes, one of which was from last night.

"Hehe, your box office success is thanks to me. I went to the cinema last night to show my support!"

This morning, he added: "By the way, it seems Producer Zhang and Director Yu also went to see it, and they were discussing your movie today!"

Wu Chen's lips curled slightly as he replied, "Alright, thank you audience gods!"

Just as I put down my phone, I remembered something and called Zhang Zemin:

"Uncle Zhang, did you receive the DVD? I've edited a one-minute clip. Each segment is absolutely brilliant, showcasing the shoes' strengths to the fullest."

Zhang Zemin's deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Not yet. I called to ask, and they said it will arrive this afternoon."

"Okay, then please write me back when you get there."

"it is good."

At this time, the Yangcheng Shoe City was bustling with people, the aisles between the stalls were crowded with vendors picking out goods, and the air was filled with the smell of leather and sweat.

Zhang Zemin stood at the door of his shoe shop, with several boxes of freshly unloaded goods piled at the door. He instructed two workers, "Put the screen over there, against the wall. We'll use it this afternoon. Don't knock it!"

Looking at the big screen, Zhang Zemin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and glanced at the nearby stalls.

I instantly felt like I had moved up a level.

Which brand’s women’s shoes have such a high artistic value?

"Tell Old Wu to come over and take a look in a few days!" Zhang Zemin murmured softly, and then sighed, "Old Wu's good fortune is really enviable."

Even if you have a big family and a big business, sometimes you still don’t feel as fulfilled as being someone else’s good son.

The box office figures for "The Dark Side" were released the next day. As expected, the box office continued to rise, reaching 230 million.

At this moment, his phone vibrated, and a number he hadn't contacted in a long time popped up. Wu Chen glanced at it and picked up the phone with a smile: "Senior Brother Ning Hao."

"Junior brother, is it convenient for you? Let's make an appointment to chat this afternoon?"

Wu Chen didn't refuse: "Sure, let's go to a coffee shop near the school at three o'clock, what do you think?"

"to make!"

Ning Hao hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he was a little nervous when he made this call.

Wu Chen is one of his few hopes.

Xing Aina was standing by, a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes, and she quickly asked, "How is it?"

Ning Hao smiled and said, "Three o'clock in the afternoon, let's go together."

3pm.

In a coffee shop near Beijing Film Academy, dead leaves are blown by the wind everywhere on the street corners. The coffee machine in the house is humming, and hot steam wrapped in a bitter aroma fills the air.

Wu Chen was holding the script of "Big Diamond".

He knew very well that this was the original prototype of "Crazy Stone", but there were some slight differences at this time.

"Senior brother, this is a very good script." Wu Chen put it down and said slowly.

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of Ning Hao and Xing Ai.

Wu Chen was thinking of a solution at this time.

"Crazy Stone" said to make money, and actually it did make a little, but not a lot.

The cost of the previous life was three million, plus publicity and promotion, it is estimated to be around five or six million.

The box office revenue was over 2300 million yuan, 5% was deducted from the national film special fund, 3.3% was deducted from the value-added tax, and the cinema took the bulk of the shareable box office revenue, 57%, leaving over 900 million yuan for the producer and distributor to share.

The distributor also has to deduct publicity and promotion costs and agency fees, and then the producer will deduct the shooting costs. In fact, the total profit is about 350 million, and the return on investment is slightly over 100%.

If he had enough funds, it wouldn't matter if he invested a little, but unfortunately he only had more than 5 million left.

I can’t vote, I can’t vote at all.

This money is a backup. The box office share will not come so quickly. If he accidentally releases a movie at the last minute, the money will be gone.

But he wants to invest in Ning Hao's other movies, so it's not a bad thing to help Ning Hao now.

Otherwise, when Liu Dehua launches the "Asian Rising Star Director Program" next year, what will it have to do with him? Wu Chen didn't think too long, but Ning Hao felt that every second here was torture.

Thirty seconds later, Wu Chen looked up and smiled. "Well, Senior Brother, give me a few days and I'll contact someone."

Ning Hao nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, his eyes filled with gratitude: "Okay, thank you, Junior Brother."

As long as Wu Chen doesn't refuse, that's the greatest hope.

Although I don’t know who Wu Chen will contact, I think it should be a good person.

"Let's go, go back and wait for news." Seeing Wu Chen walking away, Xing Aina pulled Ning Hao up.

"I'm afraid these few days will be very tormenting."

Ning Hao smiled bitterly. What he feared most was waiting for news.

"Junior Brother Wu Chen also made it this way step by step. You can definitely do it too." Xing Aina encouraged.

In the following three days, the box office of "Dark Side" became higher and higher, reaching 250 million, 280 million, and 310 million.

Five days later, the box office reached 1200 million.

The results are commendable.

The entertainment sections of major portals have published the article.

"The Dark Side" broke 1000 million in five days, breaking through the Lunar New Year box office revenue ceiling with a budget of 40!

Wu Chen becomes a multi-millionaire director at the age of 21, reaching a new peak in profitability!

[Beijing Film Academy's Photography Department has produced another multi-millionaire director, this time at just 21 years old!]

Gao Chengsheng couldn't help but admire him over the phone: "Brother, congratulations on becoming a multi-million box office director. You're the first in our country at this age."

A box office of tens of millions was rare in previous years, but in the past two years, the box office has been rising rapidly. With the current trend, many people have been able to break through this level one after another.

But 21 is such a rare age.

"Thank you, Brother Gao." Wu Chen smiled. "By the way, Brother Gao, could you help me make an appointment with Mr. Han? I have a project on hand that's pretty good."

Gao Chengsheng was a little surprised when he heard this: "Yours? Why would you make an appointment? Just come to my house."

"It's not mine, it's from a senior brother, but I read the script and it has potential!"

"Is that so?" Gao Chengsheng pondered for a moment, "I'll get back to you later."

"Row."

The next day, Gao Chengsheng replied: "Mr. Han is free the day after tomorrow, we can meet!"

"Okay, thank you Brother Gao." After Wu Chen replied, he immediately called Ning Hao.

At this time in the rental house, Ning Hao was holding his head with his mobile phone on the table. Next to the water cup was an apple with half bitten and yellow flesh.

Xing Aina sighed upon seeing this: "Don't worry, since Junior Brother Wu Chen said he would ask people, he will get back to you if he has any news."

"I know, but I haven't received any news yet, so I don't feel like doing anything right now."

Ning Hao said weakly.

At this moment, the cell phone on the table rang, causing ripples in the water cup on the table.

Ning Hao suddenly grabbed his phone and saw Wu Chen's call. His eyes lit up and he quickly pressed the answer button and replied, "Junior Brother!"

Wu Chen's next words were the most pleasant "heavenly music" he had heard in recent years.

"See you at the entrance of the China Film Building at 10 a.m. the day after tomorrow!"

"Thank you, Junior Brother. I will definitely be there on time." Ning Hao thanked him quickly. After hanging up the phone, he was still a little bit in disbelief.

"What's going on? Who did Junior Brother Wu Chen look for?"

Ning Hao rubbed his face, his eyes filled with unconcealed joy: "Mr. Han from China Film Group!"

"Mr. Han?"

Xing Aina was also happy for Ning Hao when she heard this: "So, doesn't that mean the probability of success is very high?"

"At least it will be better than those investors. Although President Han is domineering in the industry, he is still relatively lenient when it comes to the crew. As long as China Film is willing to invest, it's almost certain to happen."

"Whether it succeeds or not, we have to thank Junior Brother Wu Chen. Even though he's a multi-millionaire director now, he must have put in a lot of effort for you."

While Xing Aina was happy, she also reminded Ning Hao.

"That's natural. I, Ning Hao, am not an ungrateful person."

(End of this chapter)