Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

"Okay, it's a deal. I also agreed, you go ahead, don't worry about me."

"I'll try to come back as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Yang Che left Courtyard No. 8.

Of course, it's in Courtyard No. 8. A hotel... I did consider it, but what if I run into someone who knows her?

Yang Che didn't want to leave her with a "dark history," and she also wanted to come here.

Courtyard No. 8 is not far from Jimen Hotel, less than two kilometers away. Well, they're all in the same area, so it's convenient for doing anything.

When we arrived at the hotel, it was already 6:30 pm.

Huang Haibo and Fan Bingbing were rehearsing, and Yang Che watched for a while.

The two were very engrossed in their conversation. Fan Bingbing seemed "drunk" and didn't even notice him coming.

Fan Bingbing looked dazed, then collapsed onto the carpet with a thud.

Wu Shixian clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Great! Haibo's performance was still spot on. Bingbing, you were exceptionally good this time. If you can maintain this level of performance tomorrow, you two will definitely get it in one take. Right, Che-ge?"

Yang Che pouted and nodded repeatedly: "Absolutely."

As they chatted, Fan Bingbing, feeling a little embarrassed by the compliments, suddenly seemed to have discovered something interesting about Yang Che: "Hey? Bro, did you go to get a beauty treatment?"

Yang Che's heart skipped a beat, and he clicked his tongue: "Why bother with beauty treatments? It's just because you sweated and took a shower. Everyone knows that men become more handsome after a shower."

Fan Bingbing suddenly realized: "Oh, I see."

Wu Shixian, the fake foreigner standing to the side, raised an eyebrow. Something was wrong. Che-ge felt a little guilty. Of course he was guilty. Why would he explain so much? When had he ever said anything like that?

However, Yang Che didn't let Wu Shixian continue observing; he needed to talk to Fan Bingbing again.

Fan Bingbing chuckled after hearing his words, "I was just teasing you before. I'm fine with it, especially since it's just about terminating the contract. Also, bro, this entertainment show isn't as simple as you think. It was just established in July and has already been broadcast on more than 30 TV stations. You'd better prepare a red envelope or something."

"Um?"

Fan Bingbing, with an air of experience, said, "The red envelope doesn't need to be big, three or five hundred..."

Yang Che waved his hand: "No, that's not it. I've already had Liu Chang prepare the travel expenses. Tell me more about 'Entertainment Live'."

Then Yang Che realized that this was Enlight Media's "China Entertainment Report".

Then Yang Che slapped his thigh in exasperation. "Damn it! Damn it! I've worked at GG Media before, how come I never thought of doing this?"

Hire a few recent media graduates to visit the set, conduct interviews, and record them into an entertainment industry "news broadcast." Then, trade the program to TV stations in exchange for GG time slots. Currently, various local satellite TV stations have been launched, and local TV stations are desperately short of programs.

It's a business that's incredibly profitable, even if you just do it casually.

However, Yang Che quickly realized that this was really pathetic. Why did he give up being a "high-class" artist to become an entertainment reporter?

Yang Che quickly stopped paying much attention.

At 6:30, the 42 members of the crew arrived at the hotel canteen one after another. It was a start-up banquet, but not a formal banquet. It was more like a company restaurant, with everyone sitting scattered around, extremely casual.

Yang Che was at one of the tables, with Fan Bingbing on his right and Liu Chang on his left.

At this moment, Liu Chang stood up and turned on a megaphone on the table: "Comrades, friends, although our crew has been wary of formalism since the preparation began, we are going to start filming tomorrow after all. How about we ask Brother Che to say a few words to us?"

"Slap slap slap"

"good!!!"

"Brother Che is awesome."

"......"

The sounds of applause, table-slapping, chopsticks tapping on bowls, and Xing Jianwei's flattery filled the air.

Anyone who is in this situation will feel a surge of pride.

The saying goes, "Clap your hands and laugh at our unbridled and wild ways. What's wrong with being unbridled and wild?"

Yang Che took the electric loudspeaker and habitually said "hello" twice.

"Well, the fact that a bunch of us young people got together to do something serious is meaningful in itself. What's more, we're all incredibly capable. Brother Ding, doesn't that make you especially happy?"

Thirty-five or thirty-six-year-old Zhao Xiaoding grinned and nodded repeatedly.

People also laughed.

Yang Che continued, "Comrades, compared to you, I am an outsider, and I don't follow many rules."

I'll just mention three points: 1. Whether you're behind the scenes or an actor, take your work seriously and put your heart into every scene; 2. Help each other out, work harmoniously, and collaborate happily; 3. Balance work and rest. Except for certain filming locations, try not to rush through scenes. This is not only about taking care of your health, but also about having more time to think and make the best film.

Fan Bingbing pursed her lips, thinking, "That sounds like something an old cadre would say."

Yang Che looked at the group of young talents who seemed uninterested and suddenly laughed: "Cao Yu, Cao Jian, you two carry your cameras and start interviewing everyone here. In addition to saying your name and position in the crew, everyone has to say, 'I'm awesome. I'm sure I can become a great director, a great cinematographer, a great star...' You have to say it. If you're confident, you can add a year."

This time, people's eyes lit up, and they started laughing again.

And so the "launch party" began in a lighthearted and humorous manner.

When Cao Jian pointed his handheld DV camera at Yang Che, he said, "Hello, my name is Yang Che. I am the screenwriter and producer of 'My Sassy Girl.' I'm really awesome for being able to get this group of people together to make a movie."

Cao Jian protested, "Hey, hey, no way, Brother Che, what do you want to become in the future?"

Yang Che grinned: "I want to become the dream of 600 million girls around the world."

"Depend on"

"Ha ha."

The camera then focused on Fan Bingbing, who was laughing so hard she was doubled over. After a while, she said with a smile in her eyes, "Hello, hello, I'm Bingbing. I play the female lead Xingxing in 'My Sassy Girl.' I'm sure I can become a very awesome and amazing person."

She didn't say she wanted to become a great actor or star, but rather a person.

Yang Che smiled; she was even more innocent than he was.

Indeed, when she was fifteen, she got into a fight with a group of boys who were peeping at her. When a reporter asked her about the "femme fatale" stereotype, she calmly replied, "I've thought about it, but I don't think that's my fate."

Afterwards, Yang Che returned to Cheng Er's room and listened for a while about the personnel and work arrangements for tomorrow's subway scene. Then he quietly left and returned to Courtyard No. 8. On the way, Fan Bingbing called to ask him where he was. He said he had something to do and would talk to him later before hanging up.

Yang Che packed some food and returned to Courtyard No. 8. When he entered, he saw Gao Yuanyuan wearing his shirt and shorts, eating grapes and watching TV, looking lazy and comfortable.

The two naturally engaged in another round of intimate whispering, but of course, it was nothing more than intimate whispering.