Huayu 1995

Chapter 108 Are you afraid we'll lend you money? (Seeking monthly votes)
When Yang Yazhou came to urge him on, Huang Jianxin was still somewhat reluctant to leave.

He exclaimed, "Your spirit is something we should all learn from. Ask 'why' more often and understand things thoroughly; that's how you give a character a soul."

"I haven't thought that much about it, I just feel uncertain."

Su Chao appeared somewhat shy.

"It's a pity. We originally considered writing some family scenes for your role, but we couldn't write a compelling story, and the time constraints didn't allow it. Next time, we'll arrange some more challenging roles for you."

Huang Jianxin added a lot of scenes for Su Chao.

Adding more is unlikely, as it would threaten the positions of the other lead actors.

"Then I'll learn more from you in this movie."

Su Chao didn't expect to add too many.

He is already very satisfied with the fact that he has meticulously crafted a seemingly insignificant role, making it memorable for the audience.

Moreover, all of Yang Wei's scenes are filmed during the day.

This is also good news for the Scottish Premiership.

He could have easily gone to a nightclub to sing or recorded songs at the Red Star Production Company after filming.

All the songs on the album have been submitted for copyright registration.

Su Chao plans to record a song tonight.

On the one hand, the producer finalizes the score, and on the other hand, the musicians familiarize themselves with the score.

The team also needs time to gel.

"Actors, take your positions. All other units, pay attention..."

At the assistant director's command, the script supervisor clapped the clapperboard, and a jeep drove in from a distance, passing through the frame.

Su Chao and a few others were waiting next to a truck to learn to drive.

Whether it was in the 1990s or in later years, there were basically only a few trainees per car, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, the lineup would remain the same.

If you're lucky, you'll be paired with a beautiful woman.

If you hit it off, you can continue to study gear shifting, acceleration, and headlight cleaning together after you finish learning to drive.

Unfortunately, the bus was full of elderly people and overweight people.

Then you can only accept your bad luck.

Su Chao sat in a chair, holding a book in his hand, while the others each occupied their own seats.

Niu Zhenhua held his camera and aimed it at Su Chao.

"Hey, what's your name anyway?"

"Yang Wei~"

"Click, props, where are the props?"

Yang Yazhou interrupted the filming and shouted for the props.

As the executive director, he was responsible for filming most of the shots.

He was promoted by Huang Jianxin, and Huang Jianxin never tried to suppress him. They even shared awards together.

"Director Yang!"

The prop master rushed over.

"Get him some glasses to add a more academic feel. Hurry up, everyone's waiting."

Yang Yazhou made a last-minute adjustment to Su Chao's look.

Fortunately, glasses are always kept on the prop truck, and the stylist and prop master quickly selected a pair for Su Chao.

A flat lens, the kind without a prescription.

Because of the added props, the previous scene had to be reshot.

This situation is very common.

Fortunately, the next few shots went very smoothly.

When the reporter asked the college student's name, Yang Wei, the group burst into laughter—a laugh that all men would understand.

Niu Zhenhua, Wang Jinsong, and Ju Hao.

They are all excellent actors.

Compared to them, Su Chao is definitely the worst actor.

Therefore, he was the one who made the most mistakes.

"This character's thought process is abnormal, so when they say you're impotent, you don't need to feel embarrassed or ashamed about 'impotence.' Your rebuttal should be based on an academic level; your erectile dysfunction and their laughing impotence are two completely different things..."

Yang Yazhou pointed out the problems with Su Chao.

He's actually a pretty good director. The most difficult directors to work with are those who always tell you you're not good enough, but never tell you why.

It wasn't intentional to make things difficult, because even the director himself might not know how to act it out.

He could only make the actors repeat themselves over and over again.

"Okay, Director!"

Su Chao responded loudly, saying that there was no need to apologize at this time, and that he would do better next time.

Su Chao was once again met with ridicule.

Su Chao filmed the scene four times before finally getting it done.

Only then did he begin to apologize to everyone for slowing down the progress.

The other person, when saying the line "I have three lashes of wine to give you to relieve your worries," made a mistake once.

Wang Jinsong's hysterical laughter was so bad that he had to do one take. Niu Zhenhua had the most scenes and the most lines, but he didn't have to do a single take.

This guy's acting skills are truly amazing.

It's a pity that he died in the early 2000s after rear-ending a truck while driving under the influence of alcohol.

Drinking and driving—it's fair to say he died a horrible death.

Even Su Chao couldn't save him.

He was simply reborn, not cultivated to become an immortal.

How could he possibly know the exact date of the car accident?

At most, we'll just remind this guy not to drive after drinking.

Show him some horrifying photos of car accidents where people's minds are completely muddled.

Another suggestion was for him to hire a driver.

Even if you carry it with you all year round, it only costs a few hundred yuan a month.

The reason I meddle in this kind of business is because I think this guy is really good at acting. Whenever Su Chao has any questions, he answers them patiently and without reservation.

"Su Chao, is your bodyguard carrying a guitar? Play a song for us."

After finishing his boxed lunch, Wang Jinsong felt quite bored.

Seeing a bag standing next to Lü Bu, he suggested that Su Chao sing a song for everyone.

He didn't know that if he asked Su Chao to sing at the karaoke bar, it would cost two hundred yuan per song.

"Okay, Abu, bring the guitar over."

Su Chao took the guitar and began to play and sing his song "Goodbye".

I'm afraid I won't have the chance to say goodbye to you, because maybe I'll never see you again...

This place is mostly populated by artists.

Songs like "Goodbye," which are more artistic and folk-oriented, are more in line with the aesthetics of these cultural figures.

As expected, everyone present was stunned.

They thought Su Chao could sing, but at best, he was only at an average level.

"This is an original song by our brother Chao. He also has a song called 'The Moon Caused the Trouble' which is even more popular."

Lu Bu was very good at playing the straight man.

It shouldn't be too much, otherwise it will seem exaggerated and pretentious.

It needs to be just right.

"I just wrote it casually. When I graduated from high school, I thought I might never see my classmates again. I was feeling sentimental and cobbled together a song."

When someone praises him, Su Chao should appear humble.

The more humble you are, the more authentic you appear.

"Singing in a karaoke bar should be quite lucrative, right?"

Wang Jinsong previously felt that Su Chao's pay was too low, only a little over two thousand yuan, which was three times less than his own income.

He also encouraged Su Chao to take it slow, saying that his income would improve sooner or later, and that with his good looks, he might surpass him someday.

Now it suddenly dawned on him that he might have underestimated the Scottish Premiership.

How much sorrow can one have? Not only am I single, but I'm also bald.

The clown was himself.

"Brother Chao, did you make 20,000 last night?"

Lü Bu seemed unsure.

"No, no... there aren't that many."

Su Chao repeatedly denied it.

But others didn't believe her. Ding Jiali said sourly, "It's a good thing that a man can make money. What's there to hide? Are you afraid we'll lend you money?"

"Sister, it's not as much as he said. Yesterday was a special case. A record company from Hong Kong wanted to sign me, so they gave me a flower basket worth ten thousand dollars, as well as two advertisers I've worked with before. Otherwise, it would usually be around one or two thousand dollars."

Su Chao quickly gave a detailed explanation.

We can't let our fellow film crew misunderstand; this is only the first day of filming, and we still have more than ten days to go together.

"Several thousand yuan for one night!"

Wang Jinsong was extremely jealous. If it hadn't come from outsiders and Su Chao hadn't tried to cover it up, he might have even suspected that Su Chao was just bragging.

"You earned more in one night than you would have made in a whole movie."

Even Huang Jianxin was taken aback.

What does 20,000 yuan a night mean? Holy crap, that's more than he makes as a director.

He filmed a movie, from pre-production to post-production, and finally to the movie's release, which took more than a year. In reality, the studio only paid him tens of thousands of yuan.

At most, there's some under-the-table income.

But it still can't compare to Su Chao earning 20,000 yuan in one night.

“Singing in nightclubs does earn more than filming, but you can’t stay in a nightclub for long. You can’t sing in nightclubs for the rest of your life. Besides, I really love acting.”

Su Chao was filled with righteous indignation.

No matter what method you use, nothing can compare to 20,000 yuan for one night. This kind of real money can better express Su Chao's love for performing.

Everyone held him in high esteem.

(End of this chapter)