Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 152 150. The transformation from a mainland boy to a master

Making money is probably the least shameful thing in the world.

Even a self-proclaimed literati needs porridge and a meal to survive. Where does a porridge and a meal come from? Of course, you don't open your mouth and wait for others to bring it to your mouth. You need to work hard to get it.

The productivity of artists lies in artistic creation, but this is not the basis for the survival of most arts. Ninety-nine percent of artists have no way to obtain the means of survival through their own works.

For many artists, most of their works are piled up in their homes and gathering dust.

Chen Li'an does not have such worries, but he will only put his expectations of material life on works of art. The value of artworks is not in the hands of the artist. Chen Li'an does not like to passively wait for others to determine his own value.

Active creation is the only truth.

So does it mean that artists go into business just to make money?

Chen Li'an looked at Xu Jinglei, waiting for her answer.

"It doesn't seem to be a loss for you to say that." Xu Jinglei said thoughtfully: "But the knowledge we have received since childhood tells us that educated people should not talk about money, and teachers should not talk about money. Scientists should not be greedy for money, and artists should not talk about money. Money is classified as vulgar."

Chen Li'an looked into Xu Jinglei's eyes and asked: "Then think about who told you? What is their purpose? Why does the country promote reform and why does it encourage everyone to work to get rich? Is it shameful to talk about money?"

"Times have changed, Miss."

Xu Jinglei listened to Chen Li'an's teasing and gave him a charming look before saying, "I'm not a young lady."

"This is not important." Chen Li'an knocked the chopsticks in his hand and shouted to the chef: "Boss, can you hurry up? I'm going to starve to death."

"Here it is, it'll be ready soon!" The boss's voice came from the back kitchen.

Chen Li'an and Xu Jinglei had a meal together at a small restaurant next to the school and then separated. Looking at Chen Li'an's leaving figure, Xu Jinglei couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. They had been alone twice, but there was still no progress at all. According to Her experience is that if there is no substantial progress after three times, there is basically no hope.

Xu Jinglei was wondering whether she should take the initiative when meeting Chen Li'an next time, give a hint or point it out directly?

"It's too troublesome for artists. We can't be more direct when chatting back and forth. Do we have to go from philosophy to literature to movies, and finally discuss the topic of sex?"

Xu Jinglei couldn't help but shook her fist angrily at Chen Li'an's back, then turned around and returned to school angrily.

The school gave him a seven-day holiday. Chen Li'an did not leave for the school immediately. Instead, he completed the interview task assigned to him by Director Wang before leaving for Yangcheng.

In fact, very few people pay attention to news about art, and those who are not art lovers will not read it. However, the publicity about Chen Li'an is also for those reserve forces who have not yet entered the ranks of artists.

To some extent, it can affect their understanding and cognition of art, so that they will not become angry youths in the future.

At the same time, it is also for those artists who are too self-centered, so that they should not criticize this or that, and be led by Western artistic concepts with ulterior motives.

Play and Pop are really not suitable for China

Chen Li'an, who came to Yangcheng, looked at the VCD in his hand and couldn't help complaining to his second uncle: "Can't you design the appearance properly? This is too ugly, just like a smelly shoe box."

Qiao Linmu knocked Chen Li'an on the head and said, "What nonsense are you talking about! If you have the ability, design one!"

"I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Chen Li'an rolled his eyes, then took a screwdriver to dismantle the VCD sample. After carefully studying the internal structure and component sizes, he began to write and draw on the paper.

Although he has never studied industrial design, many of the principles are similar. It took Chen Li'an about twenty minutes to complete it.

The originally bulky VCD was designed to be thinner and lighter, with smoother lines, and the size and arrangement of the buttons were also redesigned.

Qiao Linmu looked at the new design with a happy smile on his face and couldn't help but said: "You are indeed an artist. This design is very beautiful."

"Of course, the person standing in front of you is the winner of the Venice Golden Lion Award, the first person in the country!" Chen Li'an boasted proudly, and then said to Qiao Linmu: "Take it back and make a few more samples. I'll I will go to Xiangjiang tomorrow to find celebrities to shoot commercials for you."

Qiao Linmu solemnly put the drawings into his briefcase and said seriously: "I will get it done as soon as possible. Recently, a VCD called Aido has been very popular on the market. It has sold thousands of copies in the past few months. It’s over.”

A VCD costs more than 2,000 yuan, and a few thousand VCDs means sales in the millions, maybe even over 10 million.

When Chen Li'an thought about the huge profits, he wanted to go to Xiangjiang and kidnap Kung Fu Li to shoot commercials for him.

I just don't know if I can fight him if I start a fight with him, but I should be able to.

Chen Li'an thought of the insidiousness and viciousness of Baguazhang, and felt that ordinary boxing techniques were really no match for Baguazhang, and if he used a weapon, it would be even more sinister and powerful. Let's take a look at the Qimen weapon Ziwu Yuanyang Yue.

However, Chen Li'an's weapons training was not good. Uncle Qi was unwilling to teach him too deeply and had no way to find someone to practice with. Chen Li'an's learning was only so-so.

"What happened to you? Are you scared by other people's sales?" Qiao Linmu asked as he patted Chen Li'an who was wandering around.

Chen Li'an came back to his senses and said, "It's nothing. Go get a prototype as soon as possible. Don't wait for me to find a good person. You can't even make a prototype."

"I promise to make it for you within three days, so feel free to hire someone."

"Okay, then I'll go to Xiangjiang tomorrow."

At the Xiangjiang Pass, Wang Zuxian was dressed casually, wearing a fisherman's hat and sunglasses, looking at the people coming out of the pass one by one, feeling a little anxious.

Didn't you say you'd be there at ten o'clock? It's already ten-and-a-fifteen.

Wang Zuxian was originally planning to fly to the capital, but she didn't take the initiative to go there after hearing from Chen Li'an on the phone that he wanted to come to Xiangjiang.

Recently, Wang Zuxian has been busy reading. She is half-retired and has no job, so she can only go to university to study and have fun.

Chen Li'an came out of the pass carrying the box and spotted Wang Zuxian at a glance in the dazzling sunshine.

It had been a long time since he had seen Wang Zuxian, and Chen Li'an missed her very much, so he quickened his pace and walked over. Wang Zuxian also ran up to meet her and happily opened her arms to Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an hugged Wang Zuxian who rushed towards her, and held her around in the hot sunshine. The corners of Wang Zuxian's white skirt were flying like a blooming gardenia.

Wang Zuxian hugged Chen Li'an and looked at the face that she had missed for a long time, and couldn't help but kiss it.

In front of the pass where people were coming and going, the two stood in the sunshine and kissed each other, attracting a burst of envious glances.

After a long time, the two separated, looking at each other's eyes with deep longing. Chen Li'an held Wang Zuxian and gently touched her waist with his palms, and said with a smile: "You have lost weight."

"Well" Wang Zuxian looked into Chen Li'an's eyes, and there were many things in her heart that she didn't know how to say.

Chen Li'an let go of Wang Zuxian's hand and said, "Let's go, you will be recognized if you stay any longer."

After hearing Chen Li'an's words, Wang Zuxian came back to his senses and turned around to look around. He found that several passers-by were staring at him and seemed to recognize him, so he quickly pulled Chen Li'an away from here.

Arriving at Wang Zuxian's villa, Chen Li'an had just put down the things in his hands when he was dragged upstairs by Wang Zuxian.

One has meat to eat every day, and the other thinks about eating meat every day. Naturally, they are different.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Li'an and Wang Zuxian were cooking dinner together in the kitchen. Wang Zuxian's reputation in Xiangjiang meant that they would be targeted as long as they ate in restaurants outside, so they had no choice but to cook dinner at home.

Chen Li'an asked while frying the steak: "You still have paparazzi following you every day?"

"I don't know either, but I went to a bookstore to buy books a few days ago and was photographed on the news." Wang Zuxian said in annoyance, then glanced at Chen Li'an and said in a low voice: "It's because the person from before started talking to me again. Girlfriend, that’s why the paparazzi stare at me every day.”

Chen Li'an hummed and turned the steak over before saying, "They want to see if you will be so grief-stricken that you will lose your composure in front of the camera, so as to satisfy the public's gossip mentality."

"Yes, these people are really annoying!" Wang Zuxian complained, and then said: "I have to read a book quickly. I want to study abroad. I don't want to stay in Xiangjiang at all."

Chen Li'an smiled, then took out the steak and said, "You can go abroad and study. Why do you have to stay in Xiangjiang all the time?"

"I know, but if you want to go abroad, there are still some things that need to be taken care of first. I have a lot of properties in my hands that need to be arranged." The little rich woman Wang Zuxian smelled the fragrant steak and accidentally showed off. rich.

Chen Li'an couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth. Many real estate properties directly talked about many houses.

Celebrities in Xiangjiang really make money, but after a while they themselves will also be very rich. VCD is the popular industry that really makes money!

Thinking of the house, Chen Li'an suddenly turned to look at Wang Zuxian and asked, "Are you speculating in real estate?"

Wang Zuxian nodded and said: "House prices have increased so much recently, and everyone is saying that mainland China will take over."

It is true that they will take over the house, and they want to save face. The British sell real estate every day, but the houses do not fall but increase. This is how shameless people meet shameless people.

Chen Li'an didn't remember the property market situation in Xiangjiang very well. He only remembered that it would indeed rise in the past two years, but it would plummet after 1997, so he said to Wang Zuxian: "It is true that you can take advantage of this year, but next year you must remember to sell when the price is high. Wait until housing prices drop after 1997 before buying again.”

"Will houses fall in 1997?" Wang Zuxian was stunned for a moment, looked at Chen Li'an and asked curiously: "Do you know any inside information? Why did it fall?"

Chen Li'an couldn't explain it easily, so he pointed at the ceiling and said, "It's hard to say. Anyway, just listen to me. I won't let you lose money."

Looking at Chen Li'an's actions, Wang Zuxian subconsciously thought that some big shot must be involved in this kind of thing, so he didn't ask further questions. He silently recorded Chen Li'an's words in his mind, thinking that if he really made money from this, he would give Chen Li'an a unit.

Keep him! Raise him until he is fat and white!

In Chen Li'an's opinion, the houses in Xiangjiang are not worth investing in at all. Although the house prices are very high, the rate of return is too small. With so much money, you can make it back twice as much if you just invest it in the mainland, or you can just wait until the Asian financial crisis. You can make a serious profit.

Chen Li'an was cutting steak at the table and asked curiously: "Is my brother very busy recently? I called him and he said he was too busy to play mahjong."

"I'm very busy. The movie has been released, and I released a new album before. I'm really busy now." Wang Zuxian hasn't met Zhang Guorong for a long time, but she still knows his affairs very well.

"You are so busy. By the way, has Midnight Song been released? This is my first movie to be released in theaters." Chen Li'an asked while eating steak.

Wang Zuxian immediately said excitedly: "It was released the day before yesterday. I haven't gone to see it. I just wanted to wait for you to go with me. Can we go see it later?"

"Okay, I also want to see what the audience in Xiangjiang thinks of me." Chen Li'an nodded in agreement.

Wang Zuxian said with some pride, "I praise you for your handsome performance. Moreover, the crew used the news that you won the Golden Lion Award a few days ago to promote it."

"It's interesting. I wasn't invited to the premiere, but the promotional selling point was not good." Chen Li'an felt that the entertainment industry in Hong Kong was really interesting.

Wang Zuxian noticed Chen Li'an's unhappiness and comforted her in a soft voice: "That's all the way it is. In fact, it's a bit exclusive here. I encountered a lot of unfair treatment when I came here to film, especially those from the mainland. Liu Jialing I am still called Bei Gu by the media from time to time."

Chen Li'an: "Then am I a North boy? No, a mainland boy or a Daquan boy?"

Wang Zuxian laughed and said: "Haha, no, you are a great artist. Many celebrities in Hong Kong admire you. The media say you are a master. I heard that there is another organization that wants to give you an award. On."

Chen Li'an was stunned. Is the artistic atmosphere in Xiangjiang very strong? It is a little transparent internationally and is not very famous in the mainland.

Do you respect it because you don’t have it? Or is it because of my group of Hong Kong-themed works?

(Three chapters, 10,000 per day. I update them all at night. Don’t rush me. The number of words will not be short anyway.)