You made me a superstar

Chapter 3 Scrap copper and iron
November 11 at 11 o'clock in the morning.

Zhou Yang got up.

The first thing to do when you wake up is to touch the bill in your arms.

When he saw that the bill was still there, he carefully put the bill in his pocket again, and started to go downstairs to prepare for breakfast.

When he passed room 302, he paused, hesitating whether to knock on the door.

In the end there was no knock on the door.

Director Hong Xiang and assistant director Liu Yi had a meeting in Room 302 yesterday, and they are currently catching up on sleep. It seems not good to disturb them early in the morning.

And it's 5 o'clock!

Basically, no one wakes up at this point.

"Morning boss!"

"So early?"

"Yeah, I'm used to it."

"Breakfast is buns and soy milk just out of the cage. It's a bit hot, so eat carefully."

"Ok."

He went downstairs, greeted the hotel owner, and then walked into the hotel's breakfast area under the slightly surprised eyes of the hotel owner.

Breakfast is not only buns and soy milk, but also porridge and milk bread...

Seeing all this, Zhou Yang felt a kind of indescribable happiness in a trance. Even when he sat on the chair and took a sip of soy milk and felt that the soy milk was slightly scalding his mouth, he still felt a little unreal.

Soy milk is hot, how long ago was that?
He had never thought that this soy milk was so delicious.

And he found that the steamed buns and bread are very delicious...

He ate two buns in a row, a piece of bread, and a bowl of porridge...

He hasn't eaten breakfast for more than two years.

why?
To save money.

"Father, this soy milk is getting worse and worse!"

"Dad, I'm about to throw up..."

"Let's go out to eat tomorrow..."

"It's too unpalatable, what kind of buns are these, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"..."

Just when Zhou Yang ate everything, and even felt a little unfinished, he heard the sound of a plate falling to the ground.

He turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a big belly and a child. The child just threw the bun on the ground and stomped on it vigorously, as if to vent his anger.

The middle-aged man with a big belly smiled helplessly beside him, but he didn't intend to stop him.

Zhou Yang looked at the minced meat and the flattened bun skin on the ground.

His throat trembled slightly, and he couldn't control his emotions for no reason.

The food he had been reluctant to eat for two years was thrown on the ground like this...

This seems to be a kind of trampling!
but……

After all, he didn't show it, just sat quietly.

After the father and son left, he took a broom and carefully cleaned up the food. After cleaning, he left the breakfast area.

..............................

The rising sun in the morning is always so beautiful.

It's tender, and it feels bright and warm no matter the time of day.

It often allows people in the trough to draw a little power called hope.

Zhou Yang, who was taking out the photographic equipment from the van, saw Chaoyang.

He felt happy for no reason.

The two directors did not arrange any work for Zhou Yang, but Zhou Yang always felt that as a member of the crew, he should do something, and, according to the agreement, he was responsible for repairing these equipment.

and so……

He began to pick up the bill in his arms and check the equipment in the crew.

Camera, lens, tripod stand, cold light source, warm light source, control bracket, recording microphone...

He found that not only everything in the bill was broken, but even those things outside the bill were all broken, and it was completely broken.

In photographic equipment, nothing is left intact.

Zhou Yang fell into deep thought.

How long will it take to repair these things?

However, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Zhou Yang began to seriously plan his repair plan after the initial headache.

He majored in electronic information technology engineering, and he learned a wide range of things, including soldering circuit boards, high-frequency soldering, wiring inspection, and programming...

Naturally he looks at the circuit board.

He picked up the Sony professional camera and lowered his head to silently observe the circuit diagram next to him.

........................

noon.

Liu Yi and Hong Xiang were awakened by a phone call in their sleep.

There was a pleasant voice on the other end of the phone.

Hong Xiang was dealing with it very seriously.

"We have already contacted Han Chong, he will probably join the crew today..."

"Yes, I know..."

"Don't worry, Boss, I'm a serious professional, I won't lie, I'll send Han Chong's contract later..."

"The manager has confirmed, I have a recording here, um, so, I'll make a video for you this afternoon..."

"..."

After the phone call, director Hong Xiang stretched, and said softly, "It's done."

"Brother, what should we do about Han Chong?"

"What should I do! Han Chong is not a big star. It is not easy to spend 10 yuan to get him to take a photo together. Then invite some third- and fourth-tier stars and pull them over to stand on the stage, and then from those investment Isn’t it easy to get a 200 million investment from Shang?”

"But, what about the crew? Just the two of us?"

"Think of a way to get some group performers, do a full set of acting, stupid!"

"Where is it?"

"Isn't this small town all over the place? It seems like a good idea to just pull it over here. You just have to pull up the platform. After pulling up the platform, everything will be stable?"

"OK, all right."

"By the way, go and wake up this unlucky Zhou Yang. These shooting equipment are so heavy that he just needs to help carry it...I'll find a hidden place to set it up...By the way, I still need to buy a few Put up a tent, it’s better to spray our company’s LOGO on it, it’s more like this…”

"Okay!" Liu Yi, the assistant director, nodded, and then gave a mischievous smile, "By the way, brother... is there anything next to it, so what..."

"What?"

"That's the kind, the happy kind, um, foot massage parlors, or massage parlors, or shampoo parlors are also fine... Aren't they getting a little angry recently, and want to reduce the fire..." Liu Yi, the assistant director, smiled, as if Like recalling some beautiful things, I feel a little excited...

"I'm not going to kill you, I'll take you to a good place when I get the money!"

"Cough, cough, I like the kind with glasses..."

"Okay, okay, let's go to work!"

"Got it!"

Liu Yi laughed until the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, but after leaving the room, he put on his glasses again and knocked on the door of Zhou Yang's room with a very gentle look.

"Xiao Zhou, wake up!"

"Xiao Zhou!"

"Xiao Zhou?"

"..."

After knocking for a long time, he kicked the door immediately after hearing no response from anyone inside.

The door is open...

empty.

"What's the matter?" Hong Xiang heard the news and came over.

"This unlucky ghost is not in the room!" Liu Yi's eyes widened.

"Where did you go?" Hong Xiang was at a loss, and then subconsciously glanced at the window next to him. When he saw the van had disappeared, he broke out in a cold sweat, "Where is our van! Wait, this guy looks like If you are poor, why don’t you drive our van away and sell our photographic equipment as scrap metal?”

"Grass!"

When Liu Yi heard this, his face turned pale with shock, and he followed Hong Xiang, stepping on his slippers, and ran downstairs.

"I said this unlucky ghost can't have it. It looks honest, but it turned out to be a white-eyed wolf!" Director Hong Xiang ran downstairs, and when he saw the empty parking lot, he immediately started cursing.

"Fuck! What should we do now? Otherwise, let's call the police!"

"I'll report to your uncle, do you want to be imprisoned by yourself?"

"Then we..."

"Find!"

"..."

"..."

The director and the assistant director searched for a long time, and finally learned from the boss that Zhou Yang was counting equipment early in the morning.

After the inventory was finished, all the equipment was carried back.

After that, I asked about some inexplicable places such as parts stores, such as screw shops, and even asked about the location of garbage recycling stations, repair shops, etc., and even asked the boss to borrow 1000 yuan in the name of the crew!
When he saw the IOU, especially the words on the IOU, director Hong Xiang instantly felt that the world was spinning!
This shit, not to mention selling equipment, why did you cheat 1000 yuan before you left?

..............................

The evening glow dyed the sky red.

Like blood.

Standing under the sunset, it is inevitable that people will have a slight sense of sadness.

There were constant quarrels in Room 302, and there was even the sound of tables and chairs being smashed at one point.

Every time the boss knocked on the door and went in, he would see Hong Xiang staring at him ferociously, as if he was going to swallow him up.

"We will pay you!"

"..."

In the evening, the quarrels and fights finally stopped a little.

The knock on the door rang again.

"Didn't I fucking say that I would pay? You are paralyzed, you... Zhou, Xiao Zhou?"

"Brother... Well, the circuit board of the camera is a bit difficult to repair, but I have repaired the equipment for warming the light. Why don't you give it a try?"

"..."

Time seemed to be condensed.

Hong Xiang's ferocious expression became unbelievable.

Disbelief turned to shock again...

He was at a loss again when he saw the lights of the warm light come on.

(End of this chapter)