The actor is always scolded

At this time, Canxing Entertainment was also experiencing a storm.

Canxing Entertainment and Canyu Media have always been called the two giants in the entertainment industry. Compared with the momentum of Canyu Media in the past few years, Canxing is not comparable.Can Entertainment has cultivated a WINGS group, which can be said to have swept the entertainment circle.Canxing is much more miserable. None of the young fresh meats recruited are popular to that extent, and most of them are moving forward tepidly.

But their backbone is strong enough, especially Tao Qingxu, whose films have both exploded in box office and word of mouth, and there are actresses and actors like Wen Jing sitting in charge, they won't fail for a while, but there is nothing new The blessing of blood is indeed weaker.

Canxing's boss looked at Song Ye, who was not even wearing a formal suit, and sighed deeply, but he didn't show any clues on his face. He smiled and said kindly: "It's been a long time since I saw you." , how was your vacation going?"

Song Ye lowered his eyes slightly, as if he hadn't had enough sleep, and said, "It's okay, the water is clear and the sky is blue, it's suitable for old age."

His eyes are extremely beautiful, with thick double eyelids and a pair of red phoenix eyes, even if he doesn't look straight at people, he still can't be hated.My good friend Tao Qingxu always said that he has a good skin, but he has become a director.

Song Ye was not very willing to listen to Tao Qingxu's statement. According to him, do directors have to be fat, big ears and potbellies?Don't dare to call yourself a director without a few wrinkles?Moreover, isn't Tao Qing and Xu Chang's coquettish appearance also a director?

The boss knows that his mouth is poisonous, and he knows that there are many mistakes and many experiences, so he doesn't want to hit the muzzle, and directly rushes to the subject: "Here is a script, take a look and shoot it."

Song Ye was not interested at all, he didn't even touch the script he handed over, and said, "No, I'm preparing one."

The boss was not annoyed by his direct rejection, put the script in front of him, tapped the table with his knuckles, and started chatting with him: "Xiao Song, how long did you prepare for that movie last year?"

Song Ye stared at his right hand tapping the table, and said, "The script was two years, and the shooting was seven months."

The boss didn't notice Song Yechi/naked gaze, and said: "I just like you responsible directors. You have to think about a script for two years. You are really dedicated."

Song Ye directly interrupted his eloquent and unreliable compliments, and said: "Mr. Liu, can we stop knocking? The sound of clicking is like knocking directly on the door of your brain, no, maybe knocking You still have to have a little echo on the door of your brain, or you can give it a try if you don’t believe me.”

The boss gritted his teeth, retracted his fat fingers, and continued: "Xiao Song, the box office of that movie last year was not so good, right?"

Seeing that he finally got to the point, Song Ye felt much more at ease. He relaxed his tense back, leaned on the back of the chair, raised his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose, and said, "Although the box office is not very good, the prizes are not lacking." take it?"

That movie, as always, is Song Ye's best style-literary art and feelings.It has depth and thought, but it has no box office.Song Ye felt like he was a box office insulator, would the money automatically turn around when it came to him?

The boss said: "Yes, Jiang Yanyan was able to win the actress and become famous internationally. You have contributed a lot, but Xiao Song, we also have to pay attention to the real things. It took nearly three years to conceive the filming and publicity. At the time, the final box office didn’t even pass the 300 million mark, only 300 million. Tell me, did the cost of our investment stop at [-] million? You didn’t make fewer films that lost money for the sake of feelings, I am I am willing to invest in you and let you do whatever you want, but the high-level executives don't admit it, they all want to pay dividends at the end of the year, and you will be in a hurry sooner or later when you have been doing loss-making business."

Song Ye frowned and said, "Then tell me what to do? Terminate the contract?"

The boss knew that he was angry, and comforted him: "Of course I didn't mean that, maybe we can think about transformation. Look at this script, it's not considered a commercial film, but it still has full of feelings. You can take it back and watch it, and you can see it." No rush to give me an answer. But you know, the crowd can't wait."

Song Ye's eyes fell on the script, and the big title on the cover read "Battlefield".He was silent for a long time, and the boss knew that he was thinking about it, so he didn't dare to disturb him by making a sound, for fear that he would throw his burden and leave immediately if he got angry.

Finally, Song Ye compromised.

He said to the boss: "Okay, let me shoot if you say so. But if the script doesn't suit me, I still have to change it."

The boss laughed dryly and said, "Just don't change too much."

Song Ye snorted coldly, stepped on a pair of casual shoes and left.He was dressed very casually, a pair of washed white jeans and a simple and casual sweater, a coat and a thick scarf on the outside, it is a bit too little to spend a winter in this city, but he rarely When you come out, you are basically nesting at home, and you really don't need to be wrapped up like a bear.

But as soon as he got out of the company and was blown by the cold wind, Song Ye regretted why he didn't come out in his military overcoat, and should have added long johns.

He came out early in the morning, so he really didn't want to go to the underground garage to get his car, so he just took a section of someone else's car and squeezed the subway to come to the company.Now it's only 10:30 after talking about the matter, Song Ye just wanted to put the phone back in his pocket when the phone started to vibrate.The caller ID marked 'Taosao Bao'.

Song Ye connected and said, "You called me as soon as I left the company. Did you send someone to monitor me?"

Tao Qingxu snorted coldly with disdain: "You are too narcissistic, who has that spare time to watch you."

Song Ye smiled and said, "Yes, director Tao Da is such a big celebrity, how can I have free time to deal with me, a little boy with 300 million yuan?"

Tao Qingxu: "Don't be poor, the old place is waiting for you, come quickly."

Song Ye: "You treat me? I don't have any money."

Tao Qingxu was silent for three seconds, and said: "I beg you, just open your belly and eat me poorly. Please, come quickly, come and pamper me, a widowed old man."

Song Ye said: "Little Taozi, I will come to spoil you right away, and wait for me for nothing."

Song Ye and Tao Qingxu are college classmates, one in one class.Perhaps it was due to their congenial tastes that the two venomous tongues had a subtle chemical reaction. Since then, the two have combined, and their spitting skills have reached their peak.

Song Ye didn't like Tao Qingxu's movies, and always said that his movies are extremely boring popcorn movies that don't make people doze off and keep climaxing.

Tao Qingxu was almost pissed off by him, and even looked down on his movies, saying that his movies were the best choice for treating insomnia, and no one watched the "three no movies" with no box office and no fans.

For this reason, the two have been arguing for so many years.Song Ye can bear the lack of box office and no one watching his first two articles, but he won’t follow him if he doesn’t have fans. He still has 200 million fans on Weibo.

Tao Qingxu was surprised: "Don't you know that there are such things as zombie fans? Besides, what are you posting on Weibo, 'The conflict between China and India has escalated again', 'Xi Jinping and the British Prime Minister Meeting', 'Autumn is here, ten tips to keep you away from the flu'. Are you a Weibo client who wants to follow the popular science path of paying attention to national events and people's livelihood? And you only have less than 200 million fans, do you have any? I found out that you are a fraction of me? Even if other directors don’t post their own thoughts or daily life, at least they will post on Weibo during the promotion period of their films to promote it. Every time the promotion period comes, you seem to be dead. Even if you haven’t vomited yet, you still think you have fans?”

Song Ye found himself speechless.

The two people who disliked each other have spent so many years without any risk.

The old place is a very quiet and secluded themed restaurant. The two of them usually like to go there for dinner appointments, so they simply set it as the old place.

Song Ye took the subway three times to get there, and it was already [-]:[-] when he arrived.Tao Qingxu had been waiting for quite a long time, and seeing him coming so late, he couldn't help but said, "The time I waited for you to come to the appointment is longer than the time it took for Monkey King to wait for his master to rescue him from the foot of Wuzhi Mountain."

Song Ye took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, and said, "It seems that you love me so much, you think it's been ten years in a second. Have you ordered food?"

Tao Qingxu said: "That's for sure, if you don't sit here for so long, you will be kicked out."

He beckoned the waiter and said, "Please serve the food here."

This waiter has been working here for a long time, so naturally she wouldn't be so excited to take a group photo to sign something because she met a famous director, although she did do that for the first time.

The dishes were served quickly, and Song Ye poked a plate of cold dishes with his chopsticks with a bad expression, every pore seemed to emit disgust: "Why do you order cold dishes in cold weather?"

Tao Qingxu opened his chopsticks with his chopsticks and said, "I love to eat."

Song Ye shrugged, pointed his chopsticks towards the steaming boiled fish, and began to feast on it.

"I order what I like, it's okay."

Tao Qingxu chuckled lightly and said, "You can't keep your mouth shut even if you eat."

Song Ye said: "Success, don't ask me when you have the ability, and don't tell me about the transformation, or your tongue will be chopped off."

Tao Qingxu put down his chopsticks, looked at him with his chin propped on his hand, and said, "You will compromise sooner or later, I know you won't last long."

Song Ye saw that he was starting to act flirtatiously again, and he was very disgusted, and said, "Just talk when you talk, what do you do with your chin, what will happen if your chin falls?"

Tao Qingxu pursed her lips, put down her arms and picked up the chopsticks again, deciding not to argue with him.

Song Ye said: "The share is taken by commercial films like you who eat meat but don't spit out bones. How can there be a way for our films to survive."

Tao Qingxu said: "You are just too stubborn. You have some skills and some brains. Why do you have to separate emotions and business so much? Commercial movies don't get distracted? Can you stop being so superficial?"

Song Ye said: "Huh, yes, I'm going to turn my back on the dark and turn to the bright now, are you happy?"

Tao Qingxu said: "No, I'm not happy, someone is going to grab your food, are you happy?"

Song Ye laughed and scolded, "Fuck you."

Tao Qingxu said: "So according to your current attitude, are you planning to take over the filming of this movie?"

Song Ye said: "Let's read it again. I'll go back and read the script. It doesn't suit my appetite so I won't accept it. Let's see what Liu's big head can do to me."

Tao Qing and Xu Mimi smiled and said, "A dead duck has a hard mouth."

Song Ye: "..."