Unscientific Movie King

Chapter 95 It turns out that I am the mastermind, then there is no problem
At the Peking Airport, Qin Chuan took his suitcase and camera from Wang Tingting.

"The fast food is over, you're done, what are your plans next?"

Wang Tingting was reluctant to leave: "Boss, would you consider adding an extra hour?"

Qin Chuan took out his sunglasses from his pocket and put them on: "I'm tired, I can't add more."

Wang Tingting said: "I plan to develop in Beijing in the future. As the capital, there are many film crews here, so it is not a problem to support myself."

"I'll come find you when you win the leading role in The Chinese Paladin."

"Okay, if you have any difficulties during this period, just tell me. I will inform you when there is news about the Immortal Sword."

"Bye-Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

The two went their separate ways, Wang Tingting was going to the hotel and Qin Chuan was going to the company.

In fact, Du Lao Hu’s final payment should not be given to him, but should be transferred to the company’s card number according to the contract. The company will take a commission and pay taxes before giving him the portion that belongs to him, just like normal work, usually paid monthly.

Now he has to go to the company, give 38,000 yuan in cash to the finance department, and then hand over the work.

An hour later, Tangren Film and Television.

After handing over his work, Qin Chuan came to Jinlian's office.

Jinlian is sitting in front of the computer working.

Qin Chuan glanced at the computer page and was browsing the blog, and it was his own homepage.

"Your account is doing well, with a million followers." Jin Lian browsed through the content posted by Qin Chuan and asked, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​posting pictures of work, airports, and sharing your daily life?"

Blogs have only been around for a year and are no longer a new thing. They have a large number of daily active users and are growing rapidly.

Qin Chuan was one of the first users to try out the new service. In less than a year, he had millions of fans.

In fact, before A Chinese Ghost Story was broadcast, his popularity was less than 500,000.

After the broadcast of A Chinese Ghost Story, the number of fans doubled.

I took a look at Qin Chuan's blog content, which is very exciting and interesting. There are pictures of him exercising with his bare chest showing off his muscles, pictures of him eating delicious food, as well as pictures of scenery and work.

Sometimes there are no pictures, just simple complaints about life and work.

It gives people a very friendly and down-to-earth feeling.

He is different from other artists. Other stars are worried about their privacy being exposed, so they hide everything and run away when they see paparazzi.

Except for the time when the TV series is broadcast, he will appear in public. The rest of the time he is either busy filming or living his private life.

Qin Chuan, on the other hand, is showing off all the time.

"I didn't really manage it, I just wanted to be friends... Oh, you wouldn't understand even if I told you, maybe it's because I have a strong desire to share."

What Qin Chuan wanted to say was that he just treated his blog as a circle of friends, but there was no WeChat yet, so Jin Lian wouldn't understand even if he told her.

"Sister Jin, if it's convenient, I'll put my email address on the homepage later. Please log in for me if you have time."

"Recently, a lot of businesses have approached me for work, and they all leave comments in the comment section. I can't read them all, so it would be more convenient to give me a contact method."

After all, he is a million-dollar celebrity and the first generation of internet celebrities, and there are many businesses willing to cooperate with him.

But not everyone knows that he is the artist of Sugar Man.

It is not easy to contact a non-professional company.

If you leave an email address on your homepage, it will be much easier to get work in the future, which can be regarded as opening up a new channel.

Qin Chuan said it lightly, and Jin Lian, who had a keen sense of smell, had her eyelids twitching: "What do you want to do, skip the company and take the job?"

"You guys have put up your email address. Who will talk business directly with the company in the future?"

In her opinion, Qin Chuan's behavior was a big taboo.

After an artist signs a contract with a company, the company will arrange how much work he or she does and what he or she does.

Third parties will not have access to the artist.

The advantage of this is that it is convenient to control the artists. How much you can eat is entirely determined by the company, and if you don't obey, you won't be assigned any work.

What Qin Chuan is doing now is a bit like establishing his own territory.

Even if the company doesn't give him work, he can still find work on his own, and no one will know if he secretly takes private work in his spare time.

If there are any good endorsements or good scripts, he will get the news even earlier than the company.

If he didn't tell the company, the company wouldn't even know about it.

Jinlian's evaluation is that this boy is wasting his talent as an artist, and if he takes the commercial route, he will have great success in the future.

"Sister Jin, if I really had this idea, why would I ask you to help me manage my mailbox?" Qin Chuan immediately expressed his loyalty: "I just don't want to miss the opportunity to do more work and make it easier for third parties to find me."

"Don't worry, even if you contact me through the email address on my homepage, my commission will remain the same."

"Besides, the mailbox is in your hands, and you are the one who usually manages it. This is no different from before. I am not a short-sighted person. I will not go against the company just to make a little money."

In the last sentence, Qin Chuan blatantly put his interests on the table.

Jinlian was worried that the company would misunderstand that he wanted to take private work and get out of control.

Qin Chuan directly told you that he would give you the email address and you could decide what kind of work to take. The commission would remain unchanged.

I won't give up a bright future for a little money.

Jinlian tapped her fingers on the desk, and after a moment she said, "If you say so, then there's no problem."

"I didn't doubt you just now. I was just worried that the company might be worried. Don't take it to heart."

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "I understand. Anyone who encounters this kind of thing would be a little worried."

The account is his, the email address is his. Although Jinlian manages the email address, he also knows the password and can read the content anytime he wants.

If the company is shameless, then he will just change the password.

Or delete the email contact information from the homepage and change a new email address.

Today’s artist contracts are not as standardized as those of later generations. Social media accounts are privately owned by the artists, and the company has no right to take them away.

In later generations, artists’ Weibo accounts are managed by companies, and daily operations are also handled by teams.

Once you change jobs, Weibo will recycle you.

Some stage names have to be taken back.

That's what you call cruel.

Qin Chuan pulled a chair over and sat opposite, crossing his hands in front of his belly: "Sister Jin, is there any progress on the Chinese Paladin's lead actor?"

Jinlian, wearing an OL uniform, black stockings and high heels, got up and went to get water from the water dispenser.

While bending over, she stuck out her hips and said without turning her head, "I was just about to tell you that it should be decided in the near future. The people competing with you are all young male artists in the company."

"The idea is to pick the most suitable one, and the method is very simple, which is to decide through auditions."

Seeing that the water cup was almost full, Qin Chuan retracted his gaze, looked straight ahead, and crossed his legs.

Turning around, Jinlian saw Qin Chuan crossing his legs, smiled, and placed the cup of water in front of him.

"So we have to go to the headquarters in a few days. I will send you the information about the fairy sword in your email later. Please be prepared."

Since he has decided to support his own family, Cai Yinong will not put all his eggs in one basket.

Among Tangren, a group of young male artists, although popularity is a plus, it is not a must.

A Chinese Ghost Story has just finished airing, and Qin Chuan's popularity has soared. Compared with his fellow brothers of the same period, he is better, but he only has a high starting point, and we cannot be 100% sure that he will get the No. 1 male role.

We still have to wait and see the acting skills, appearance, and suitability for the role during the audition process to decide.

"Thank you." Qin Chuan took the water cup, took a big sip, and said calmly: "As long as there is no shady deal, what I am least afraid of is competing with others in acting skills." "There is no absolute fairness in society." Jinlian's words made Qin Chuan feel cold in his heart.

If there really is a shady deal, then what's the point of playing this game?

Jinlian sat back in her seat: "Let's go there three days earlier this time. I'll get together with some old colleagues from the headquarters and ask them to canvass for you."

"I can't say it's a sure thing, but I can guarantee that as long as your audition isn't too bad, you'll have no problem getting the leading male role."

Qin Chuan: "..."

After all this time, it turned out that he was the one with connections.

He is the mastermind.

That's no problem.

After leaving Jinlian, Qin Chuan went home.

I told Huang Bo I was safe, took a shower and lay down.

I slept until the afternoon, got up to eat, and asked about the filming situation at Wang Baoqiang's side. I learned that Baoqiang's part was about to be completed and he would be back at the end of the month.

In the evening, Qin Chuan updated his blog with pictures of himself returning to the airport in Peking after completing work.

After selectively responding to some fans' questions in the comment section, he posted his email address on his homepage.

Next, he checked the information about The Legend of Sword and Fairy that Jinlian sent him.

Baidu has only been around for a few years, and it is still not easy to look up some information these days. Jinlian was able to organize the information for him, which really saved Qin Chuan a lot of effort.

The information is very detailed, introducing the origin of The Legend of Sword and Fairy, which is an adaptation of a game.

There are also story development plots and character introductions.

It’s similar to what Qin Chuan knows.

After reading the information, he immediately downloaded the game to his computer and started staying up late to complete the task.

The next morning, Qin Chuan started his regular exercise with dark circles under his eyes.

Jog to the park, do horse stance, warm up your voice, and do some boxing.

"My boxing style today seems to be different from before. It's a lot smoother."

Before, his boxing skills were very standard, almost word for word, replicating Zhao Zhilin's teachings one to one.

Although he practiced for a long time, the boxing techniques gradually adapted to his body and began to become his own.

But today feels different, very different.

It's very relaxing and pleasant, and I can control myself freely between relaxation and tension, and I can be heavy where it should be heavy and light where it should be light.

"Could it be because of the fight?"

Qin Chuan recalled that night when he fought one against three.

Before beating Du Lao Hu and his men, he practiced boxing every day, but he had no idea how much strength was enough to kill or seriously injure someone.

He didn't even know what it felt like to hit someone with a fist.

Every time I practice boxing, I use all my strength.

After defeating Du Lao Hu, when he practiced boxing again today, he felt differently, as if there was an invisible person in front of him.

He knew exactly where to hit the opponent with each move, how much force to use, what the result would be, how to control the force, and which were the feints.

It just so happened that he brought his cell phone with him when he went out today. Qin Chuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, found a lounge chair to sit down, called Zhao Zhilin, and described the problem just now.

"Did you fight with someone?" Zhao Zhilin asked directly to the point.

"Master, how do you know?"

"Nonsense, if I don't know, can I still be a master? Is the injury serious?"

When he was young, Zhao Zhilin often challenged others. When he was challenged, he beat others more often than Qin Chuan did.

He knows better than anyone else the stages of practicing Hong family Iron Wire Fist.

Feeling the concern on the phone, Qin Chuan felt a warm current flowing through his heart. Old Zhao was very kind to him.

"Don't worry, master, I'm fine."

"I'm specifically asking if the person who got beaten is okay!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Zhilin was jumping up and down.

Qin Chuan was still able to talk to him on the phone and his kung fu had improved, so of course he knew that everything was fine.

He was worried about the condition of the person who was beaten.

"Oh, so that's it. He's fine. He just has some broken skin and was hit by a few wine bottles..." Qin Chuan awkwardly repeated what happened that night.

Zhao Zhilin was silent. He originally wanted to criticize Qin Chuan. This kid started fighting with others only a few days after learning Kung Fu. He should not be so aggressive.

After hearing this, he couldn't bring himself to curse. It was really unlucky to have such a thing happen to him, but anyone with a bit of blood in his veins would never give in.

"You did a good job. If you really apologized to others and accompanied them to drink and sing, I would still look down on you."

"Master, you don't blame me?"

"What the hell, you were bullied before you learned martial arts from me, but now you are still timid and submissive after learning martial arts. What's the point of learning martial arts?"

"But you better be careful next time. I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. Don't kill anyone."

After making his attitude clear, Zhao Zhilin continued, "Next time you encounter this kind of situation, don't hold on. If you get beaten up, you'll be the one who suffers."

Qin Chuan was helpless: "It's too late for me to call the police."

And it may not be useful.

People who are good are bullied by others, and horses who are good are ridden by others.

As a man, you should be hard when you need to be hard.

"Who told you to call the police?" Zhao Zhilin said angrily: "When dealing with these people, you have to use their rules."

Qin Chuan didn't understand: "Master, what do you mean?"

"Next time, tell me my name!!"

Qin Chuan: "Actor Zhao Zhilin?"

I haven't heard that the old man has any fans.

Zhao Zhilin really wanted to give him a big slap: "Idiot, I'm from Hongmen!"

"Six!" Qin Chuan had guessed the origin of this cheap master before.

He practices Hung Gar, fights in the international martial arts world, is the founder of the International Hung Gar Association, and has more than 200,000 disciples abroad.

It's unlikely that such a big shot would say he didn't register in Honolulu.

"Master, which sect are we from? Does this count as my initiation?"

Qin Chuan got a little excited just thinking about it.

What about Hongxing, Dongxing, and Thirteen Protectors? They are all trash in front of Hongmen.

This is as famous as the Italian Mafia. It is said that it does not exist in China, otherwise many people would be scared to death.

"You are a member of a chicken feather society, don't get involved, I'm just lending you a name to use." Zhao Zhilin said, "I'll teach you a few phrases later, and if you get into trouble in the future, report my name to them."

"Those who understand will be given some face, but those who don't can only wish you the best."

(End of this chapter)