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Chapter 243 They're eyeing Huayi's stock!

Early morning in the capital.

As Tian Xiaole yawned and arrived at Jinshui Bridge in a tracksuit, the volunteers in charge of the torch relay were already waiting for her.

This is the final destination for Zhang Yimou. The torch travels from Jinshui Bridge, past the National Centre for the Performing Arts, to the Great Hall of the People and Tiananmen Square.

Tian Xiaole ran a small section of this route.

"Director Tian, ​​this is your 'Auspicious Cloud' torch."

The volunteer opened a red box and took out a red and silver torch.

"I envied others when I saw them running, and now I can finally do it myself."

Tian Xiaole took it with both hands; it felt very comfortable to the touch, and he examined it carefully.

It is about 72 centimeters long, the torch is slightly curved, and it weighs about 2 kilograms, making it very light.

The lower half is bright red, and the upper half is silver. Petal-shaped auspicious clouds are carved on it, and the torch mouth is shaped like a cloud pattern.

It gives people a very elegant and gorgeous feeling, with a heavy sense of history.

"Director Tian, ​​this lever over here, to the left is to turn it on, to the right is to turn it off. Remember to check it before handing over the flame."

Tian Xiaole tried it out, gently prying it open to the left, and there was a faint, pungent smell.

A volunteer nearby explained, "The torch's main fuel is propane, which is almost odorless, but other chemicals are added to make the flame visible on television."

Tian Xiaole nodded, raised the torch above his head, ran a few steps to test it out, and made sure his posture looked cool.

After waiting for about half an hour, a group of people ran over from a distance, and he was already standing at the waiting point.

Tonight's drill was conducted entirely according to the actual practice, with everyone rehearsing meticulously.

Zhang Yimou was dressed in black casual clothes, wearing a baseball cap and leather shoes, clearly having taken time out of his busy schedule to rehearse.

The torch nozzles were joined together, igniting Tian Xiaole's torch.

"Uncle Zhang, you've worked hard."

"It's really tough, the pressure is too much, I have to take medicine to sleep."

When the two hugged, they exchanged a few simple pleasantries, and Zhang Yimou seized the opportunity to complain.

Tian Xiaole waved and began to jog rhythmically along the set route.

Volunteers were on both sides to accompany the run, mainly to prevent emergencies.

The early morning breeze in the capital was very refreshing.

The distance was 200 meters, and the relay time was set at two and a half minutes. Tian Xiaole completed the relay in two minutes and passed the torch to the next person.

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"Everyone has worked hard."

Tian Xiaole returned the auspicious cloud torch, which will be handed back to him on the day the race officially begins.

"What's a little hardship compared to the success of the Olympics?"

The volunteer said, and the others echoed his sentiment.

Listen to that simple wish, and the way they put it into practice.

With the Chinese people united as one, we are determined to host the long-awaited Olympics successfully, allowing the world to rediscover the cultural charm of this ancient Eastern country.

The streets of the capital were adorned with national flags fluttering in the wind, and the entire city was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

The next day, Tian Xiaole didn't wake up until noon; she had returned home very late the night before.

Tang Yan became increasingly casual at home, wearing a sky-blue silk nightgown, with no makeup and her hair disheveled and draped behind her.

I heard that when she was holding Xiaotianxin, the old lady mentioned that it was not good for cosmetics to come into contact with the baby, so she has not worn any since.

"Clang clang clang..."

"Brother Le, look what this is!"

Tang Yan flaunted the opening ceremony ticket in her hand.

"Where did you get it? What's the location like?"

Tian Xiaole went to the bathroom, squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush, and asked a question.

He plans to go to China Film Group today to ask for a few tickets to the opening ceremony; Han Sanping's seat is sure to be good.

"Professor Tian gave me a spot at the Beijing Film Academy; the prospects are pretty good."

Relevant organizations and enterprises have corresponding quotas for donations, but the number is limited.

Tian Xiaole glanced at it and saw that the location was indeed acceptable, so he gave up the idea of ​​begging for alms.

But they couldn't resist the offer coming to them.

Han Sanping called to ask Tian Xiaole if she wanted tickets, saying the seats at China Film Cinema were good.

"Keep it for me, I'll have someone go get it."

"Call someone over soon, there are too many people asking about tickets, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep them."

After hanging up Han Sanping's call, Tang Yan came over, her big eyes full of curiosity:

"We already have one, why do we need another?"

Tian Xiaole took the tickets from her hand and explained:
“This was given to me by Beijing Film Academy, so I’ll definitely be sitting with those people. I didn’t give them any face before, so there’s no need to worry about those old guys’ opinions.”

"Oh, that's how it is."

Tang Yan nodded as if she understood, but ultimately decided to just listen to Tian Xiaole.

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Xiao Tianxin was taking a nap, and the old lady was watching her closely, so Tian Xiaole didn't dare to disturb her.

With the opening ceremony ticket given to me by Lao Tian, ​​I headed to the company.

"Boss, Pacific Rim has been submitted for review, Lurk is currently auditioning for actors, and Director Guo's script has also been submitted for review..."

Chen Zhixi arrived at the office and began to report on her work.

"When Xiao Guo is setting up the film crew, you can help keep an eye on things. The film actors don't need to audition publicly. The male and female leads are Luo Jin and Shu Chang."

Tian Xiaole looked at Chen Zhixi and instructed, "Go to China Film Group and pick up some things from Secretary Gao's office."

"Okay, boss."

Seeing that her boss had no further instructions, she left the office. Jiang Wei is a top-tier figure in the television drama industry, having directed numerous critically acclaimed classics such as "Don't Talk to Strangers," "The Silent Witness," and "Mist."

After securing the project to direct Xiaole Pictures, actors who usually looked down on TV dramas all came to inquire about the roles.

He was overwhelmed by the resumes he had to choose from, because the production budget was limited, and he wouldn't consider actors who were even slightly more expensive.

Some actors were willing to lower their fees, but in his opinion, it was still too expensive.

He wants to spend the 20 million yuan production budget wisely, on set design and costumes.

The fifth floor of Xiaole Film Studio was filled with actors who came to audition, most of whom were relatively old.

Many people, upon arriving and seeing that the cast consisted entirely of talented actors, could only think of "fierce competition."

After the audition requirements were sent out, no one with poor acting skills dared to even apply.

Nie Yuan, Lu Yi, Wang Xuebing, Sun Honglei...

The older ones are all national first-class actors, such as Li Youbin, Pu Cunxi, and Xin Boqing...

Everyone here is a familiar face, the atmosphere is great, and we chat with each other without any sense of competition.

crunch...

The audition room door opened, and Li Xuejian walked out.

The actors waiting outside all stood up to greet them.

"If we had known you, Old Li, were coming, why would we have bothered to join in the fun?"

"Haha, whether it's suitable or not, we'll only know after the audition. Youbin, you can go in now."

Li Xuejian has been battling cancer for several years, and her vocal cords are severely damaged, leaving her with a hoarse voice when she speaks.

There were even more actresses auditioning for supporting roles.

Cai Yinong sent Liu Shishi, the future queen of sugar figurines, to try her luck.

Our own artist, Dong Xuan, is also among those auditioning.

Wan Qian, Jiang Yiyan, Ma Yili, Li Xiaolu...

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"Boss, this is what you wanted."

Chen Zhixi handed over an envelope.

Tian Xiaole tore it open in front of her, and six opening ceremony tickets fell out. Old Han was quite generous.

He pulled out two bills and handed them over: "Consider this employee benefit."

"Thank you, boss. So many people outside are desperate for this place; even regular tickets are being sold at exorbitant prices."

Chen Zhixi accepted the ticket with a smile. She knew how hard it was to get tickets for the opening ceremony, especially those with a good view.

"I have some extra here, let's distribute them as benefits to outstanding employees." Tian Xiaole handed over the tickets to the Beijing Film Academy.

"Boss, this quantity is too small. If it's only enough for a few people, they'll probably fight tooth and nail for it."

"Then give it to management."

Tian Xiaole hadn't thought things through. If a few tickets caused discord among the employees, it would be a case of losing more than he gained.

"When I came back just now, I saw Teacher Li Xuejian. She had just come out of the viewing room downstairs."

Tian Xiaole slapped his forehead, realizing he had forgotten about this.

He is perfectly suited to play the role of stationmaster Wu Jingzhong, capturing the essence of ruthlessness and greed.

The hand that picked up the phone then put it down again.

Jiang Wei is a veteran director; he has his own eye for casting, so it's best not to interfere.

"The audition announcement for Sugar Man has been released. Have Zhao Liying go through the motions."

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Since joining Huayi Brothers, Chen Kuo-fu has served as the chief film producer. After reading the novel "The Message" last time, he has been thinking about it ever since.

Given the current relationship between Huayi and Tian Xiaole, the chances of buying the novel's copyright from him are slim, but he still wants to give it a try.

"Hey, who's there?"

"Director Tian, ​​this is Chen Guofu. I'd like to discuss the copyright of 'The Message' that you hold."

"Director Chen, don't you know about my relationship with Huayi? We have nothing to talk about."

Besides, this novel is good, and I plan to adapt it into a movie and make it myself; I have no intention of selling it.

After hanging up the phone, Tian Xiaole thought about Huayi's upcoming IPO and wondered if he should get some of their stock.
No matter how big the grudge, nothing beats getting money for free.

But if you bring it up yourself, you're at a disadvantage.

We need to find a way to get the Wang brothers to offer themselves up voluntarily.

Movies are movies, and business is business.

Thinking of this, I sent a text message to Chen Guofu.

"If Director Chen is interested, he could help me with the selection of actors."

On the other side, Chen Guofu was completely bewildered when he saw the text message, not understanding what Tian Xiaole meant.

"Is he trying to drive a wedge between me and the Wang brothers?"

Chen Guofu felt it was necessary to report this to Da Wang and Xiao Wang.

If there were no contractual restrictions, he could switch to Xiaole Pictures, which clearly offers better prospects.

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"Boss, Harper's Bazaar has sent an invitation, this time under the guise of helping with disaster relief and reconstruction."

After thinking about it, Tian Xiaole decided that since they were using such a slogan, she should go anyway.

Invitations were sent every year before, but we usually ignored them.

These unofficial dinners are primarily for entertainment, with little emphasis on charity and relatively small donations.

Every year, Jackie Chan donates the lion's share of the money; he's practically been ripped off.

Tian Xiaole may disregard Su Mang's feelings, but the person behind her, even though she's a mistress, still wields some influence.

(End of this chapter)