Bro, you handle the camera work, I'll take care of the female lead.

In early autumn of 07, the Beijing Film Studio was bleak and desolate as the autumn wind began to blow.

After last night's autumn rain, the campus was filled with puddles of water.

The withered yellow ginkgo leaves covered the ground. A cool breeze swept by, and the unique fragrance of the soil after the rain, mixed with the moisture of the fallen leaves and morning dew, flowed into every corner of the North Film Studio.

It's almost lunchtime.

Chen Fei, who had just finished military training yesterday, led Zhang Ruoyun on a brisk walk along the tree-lined path on campus.

"You're treating today, right?!" Zhang Ruoyun asked again and again to confirm.

Chen Fei patted his chest and promised, "Brotherhood is in our hearts. If I say I'll treat you, I mean it. I'll introduce you to the future big director later."

The air was still filled with a lingering chill that stung his face, but it couldn't dispel the relaxed and cheerful look in Chen Fei's eyes.

I've been reborn for half a month.

The military training in the trenches is finally over!

The rest of the time is his free time!

last life.

He was a student in the 07 class of the Performance Department at Beijing Film Academy, and became classmates with Zhang Ruoyun, Jing Tian, ​​Chu Yuxun, Lu Shan, Kan Qingzi, Chai Biyun, and Tan Songyun.

However, due to bad luck and a lack of connections in the film and television industry, he has remained relatively unknown.

Until 2019.

His cousin, Guo Fan, became an overnight sensation, rising to become one of the top directors in the country.

He had only just begun to make connections in the film and television industry.

The first thing he did after his rebirth was to get his cousin Guo Fan into the Beijing Film Academy's management department ahead of schedule.

If you don't have connections, then create them yourself!

"You even know a famous director?!" Zhang Ruoyun exclaimed in surprise.

You'll know when you get there.

Chen Fei smiled mysteriously.

The two continued talking as they walked.

I quickly walked out of the school gate and arrived at a mutton hot pot restaurant near Jimen Bridge.

Pushing open the door and walking in, Chen Fei looked around. There weren't many people; he guessed it wasn't noon yet.

So I randomly found a seat by the window and sat down.

The still-attractive proprietress greeted us with a smile, holding an order form in her hand: "Oh, what would you two gentlemen like to eat?"

Chen Fei ordered a free hot pot, a plate of frozen tofu, a serving of pickled garlic, six plates of mutton, a plate of mutton offal, and a serving of mutton spine.

The proprietress smiled and told Chen Fei and Zhang Ruoyun to wait a moment before turning and leaving.

Zhang Ruoyun took the menu, glanced at it, and laughed, "You've struck it rich! Over three hundred for lunch!"

"When you're hosting a dinner party, it has to be a bit formal."

"So I was just an afterthought?"

"So, are you going to eat it or not?!"

"Eat!"

Zhang Ruoyun readily agreed.

He figured he might as well take advantage of the offer. Although he had a considerable amount of living expenses each month, he spent most of it on games and flirting with girls. He was definitely not going to miss out on a treat.

Taking the opportunity, Chen Fei smiled and said, "I've asked you to come here today because I have something to discuss."

Zhang Ruoyun was taken aback, then laughed and scolded, "I knew it, you little rascal, you were up to no good."

"He's my buddy, are you going to help him or not?!" Chen Fei used moral blackmail.

"Tell me what it is first."

"Aren't you a rich kid? Can you lend me some, bro...?"

"It's not that I don't want to lend you money, I'm just really broke lately," Zhang Ruoyun complained.

Chen Fei changed the subject, saying, "I don't have to lend you money, but if it's necessary later, you'll have to cooperate with me in putting on a show."

After saying that, he told Zhang Ruoyun about the play he was going to perform.

After listening, Zhang Ruoyun cursed Chen Fei inwardly, thinking how good he was at bluffing!

"Okay, okay, this won't happen again. If something happens, it has nothing to do with me."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

The two were talking.

The glass door was pushed open again.

A burly young man with a buzz cut strode in.

The young man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with dark circles under his eyes, red eyes, and a thick black stubble covering his chin and the area around his upper lip.

He was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, his blue jeans were sticky and oily, and he wore a pair of dirty black slippers.

Guo Fan has arrived.

"Cousin! Over here!" Chen Fei saw him and waved enthusiastically with a smile.

Guo Fan smiled and walked towards Chen Fei.

Sit down facing the window.

Zhang Ruoyun looked Guo Fan up and down, then cast an inquiring glance at Chen Fei.

This is the great director you were talking about?!

Why do you look like a beggar?

Chen Fei ignored Zhang Ruoyun's gaze and asked Guo Fan directly, "By the way, brother, have you finished reading all the books and movie materials I gave you?!"

"I'll find you a short film to practice on. I've already secured the funding, and the storyboards and script are almost finished. Now all that's missing is you as the director."

In his previous life, his cousin Guo Fan was admitted to the management department of Beijing Film Academy in 09.

After five years of hard work in the film and television industry, he gained some fame, and after ten years, he became a highly sought-after director in Dongguo.

After he became famous, Chen Fei followed him and became a minor third-tier star. During this time, Chen Fei also learned a lot of filmmaking techniques from him.

Cinematic language, storyboard design, standardized crew management, post-production editing, special effects compositing, sound recording and sound effects...

While I wouldn't say I'm an expert, I have some knowledge of all of them.

To help Guo Fan grow quickly.

Chen Fei instructed Guo Fan to quickly learn all of the following: "Film Storyboard Design," "Directing Fundamentals," "Audiovisual Language," and "Post-Production and Editing."

Since March of this year, Guo Fan has been studying these things intensively every day.

Now that you've learned something, it's time to put it into practice!

Guo Fan frowned, looking unsure, and said, "Can I really make movies now?!"

Chen Fei smiled and patted Guo Fan on the shoulder: "Brother, you have to have confidence in yourself. You will definitely become a director who is even better than the three great directors in the future."

This is a practice short film, about thirty minutes long.

Of course, Guo Fan is not currently qualified to direct theatrical films.

Guo Fan was still a little worried: "But making a short film would cost at least tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan, where are you going to get the money?"

Chen Fei patted Zhang Ruoyun next to him: "See this? This is our sugar daddy. His father is Zhang Jian, a well-known producer in the industry."

For him, a few hundred thousand yuan is just pocket change. "You only need to take care of the film's shots and post-production; leave everything else to me."

Guo Fan turned to look at Zhang Ruoyun beside him.

Zhang Ruoyun smiled politely: "Hello, Brother Fan. I've heard Chen Fei mention you before. You're a very talented director."

Guo Fan shook his head modestly: "Don't listen to his nonsense, I'm just a newbie."

Chen Fei then encouraged him with a smile, "Cousin, what are you afraid of? It's not like you're the one paying for the movie."

Look at Chen Shishi's "The Promise" from last year, it was so bad, but it was still directed by one of the three major directors. Even if yours is bad, can it be worse than "The Promise"?!

Upon hearing this, Guo Fan's eyes instantly lit up.

Yeah, it's not like he's the one who pays for the movie.

Even if he directs something terrible, can it be worse than "The Promise," which had an investment of over 100 million yuan?!

Now Guo Fan was truly confident.

"Alright then, give me the script and budget tonight."

Chen Fei smiled too.

The director is all set; now it's time to find the investors!

At this time.

Plates of chopped hot pot ingredients were served.

"Come on, come on, let's eat and chat," Chen Fei said with a smile.

Zhang Ruoyun and Guo Fan's eyes turned green with rage, and they instantly transformed into vicious wolves.

A light drizzle began to fall outside the window.

The damp, cold air outside the window collided with the steam from the mutton soup pot, and the alternating waves of hot and cold air stimulated the slightly tired nerves of Chen Fei and the other two.

All three of them felt a surge of energy.

The chopsticks kept falling.

"Cousin, eat more, you look tired."

"Okay."