You don't understand the happiness of the director

"Motherland, I'm back!"

After leaving the Beijing International Airport, Wang Quan opened his mouth to shout, and was then poured a mouthful of dust.

He swallowed it with water, "Well, it still smells the same, authentic!"

It's just that the first sandstorm in 2006 was earlier than before.

On January 25, 2006, 3 days before the Spring Festival of the Year of the Dog, Wang Quan, who had studied in Los Angeles for a year, came back to celebrate the New Year. In one year, he was reborn. His body was much stronger than before, and his mind was also enriched. The experience is even more tortuous and bizarre, unimaginable.

He called a car, and the destination was the Wangfu Hotel in Wangfujing, where he booked a luxurious romantic big bed room, the kind that was sprinkled with flower petals.

"Hey, young man, you came back from abroad, right?" As soon as he got in the car, the snarky taxi driver couldn't hug him anymore. The kind of happiness didn't seem to be because he received a business, but: finally someone can talk to him.

"right."

"Going on a trip?"

"go to school."

"Yo, foreign students, Harvard or Yale?"

"Master, have you heard of the University of Southern California?"

The driver shook his head, "I know about California. You are in Southern California. This is a local institution. Is it comparable to our Hebei University of Technology?"

"Well, it's about the same." Wang Quan nodded while thinking.

"That must be a pretty good book, right?"

"It doesn't matter who you are, the USC is a private university."

"Oh, it's a private one~" the driver master raised his tone, as if he understood that if he had money, he could go there.

It would be easy to embarrass the little handsome guy if he continued to ask, so the empathetic master changed the subject, and he said with a smirk, "I have been away for a few years, have you won glory for the country?"

"It's only been a year since I went out, but I made a movie, but it hasn't been released yet, and it can't be said to win glory for the country." Wang Quan said modestly.

"Who told you that? I'm asking you if you've ever slept with a foreign girl?" The driver looked swollen, this kid is really out of character.

"Oh, such a glory for the country," Wang Quan said without thinking, "Actually, I'm still a virgin."

"Hey~" The driver master looked contemptuous, blind to this handsome face and a tall man of about 1.8 meters, but the young man did have a pure and clean face, probably because the time abroad was too short, and he hadn't had time to learn how to be bad. Bar.

After that, the two chatted all the way. Although Wang Quan was a little sleepy, he felt very cordial listening to the driver in the capital talking about Dashan. From the experience of Dayang horse to Xiao Bushi's policy of administration, he could talk about everything, everything.

When the taxi entered the urban area, Wang Quan saw the large movie poster on the roadside bus stop, and he took a closer look, "Hey, Huo Yuanjia."

The driver master said, "It has been posted for a few days, saying that it is the last Kung Fu movie of Li Lianjie. It seems to be released today. Now that movie tickets are so expensive, more than 30 yuan a piece, who wants to watch movies?"

Wang Quan, "However, Li Lianjie is still very popular at the box office. It is not difficult for this movie to gross over 100 million."

"It's a loss if you exceed 100 million. Li Lianjie's salary is not old or young," the driver pretended to understand, "His salary must be several million."

"more than."

"Then 10 million?" The driver's breathing became rapid.

Wang Quan thought for a while, "It's about the same, US dollars."

"What, 10 million, return the US dollars!" Now the exchange rate is close to 1:8. Fortunately, we are waiting for the traffic lights now, otherwise accidents are easy to occur. "It's really too dark, isn't it?"

"It's not black, the market is like this."

The driver started the car, "Then this movie must be bloody!"

Wang Quan shook his head, "It is indeed difficult to recover the cost at the domestic box office, but with the Li Lian Festival, there will be overseas markets. Depending on the reputation, there is a great possibility of profit."

The 2002 movie "Hero" landed in the North American market in 2004. There was only a big Li Lianjie on the poster. It sold 53 million US dollars in North America, ranking first in the weekly box office for two consecutive weeks, which shows its appeal.

When Wang Quan went to the United States in 2005, he didn't catch up with the grand occasion, but when he went to the video store, he often saw the faces of Cheng Long and Li Lianjie. Their popularity was close to that of Hollywood's first-line celebrities.

Hearing Wang Quan's resolute speech, the master driver clicked his tongue, "It's you who make money as actors. No wonder you went abroad to study acting. You can also make money in the future."

"Master, you misunderstood. What I studied abroad was not acting, but directing. I said that I made a movie, and I directed a movie."

"Well, if you grow up like this, you will become a director, the man is afraid of entering the wrong line."

Wang Quan smiled, "I'll take it as if you're praising me."

"Then what movie did you direct? It's also a martial arts movie?"

"I'm just a student, but I can't afford martial arts movies. It's just a small movie with a small budget."

"How small can a small cost be?"

"There are only three actors, only two scenes, and the shooting time is one week." Wang Quan said frankly.

"What!" The driver was stunned and almost rear-ended the car in front. He was amazed and curious, and there was a hint of obscenity in his tone, "You still make that kind of movie!"

"Simple and easy to operate."

"That's right, you didn't play a guest role?"

"I played the heroine's boyfriend as a cameo, but I only contributed my voice and didn't show my face."

The driver persuaded, "It's not about showing your face, after all, it's not a matter of showing your face."

Wang Quan sounds weird, what is it not to show his face, I am proud of my small cost, and we still expect to make a big fortune with a small amount, to become bigger and stronger.

Arriving at the Wangfu Hotel, the driver looked at the young man who got off the car gracefully, looked at the signboard of the five-star hotel, and felt mixed feelings. It's nice to be rich, it's nice to be young, and it's nice to be handsome!

Wang Quan entered the hotel and didn't check in immediately. He sat on the sofa seat in the lobby and started to make a phone call.

"Hey, Jia Ni, me, Brother Quan, yes, I'm back from the United States, do you want to come and accompany me to beat the jet lag? I got a room at the Wangfu Hotel, which is the Wangfu Hotel we visited before.

"Oh, you have been selected by Qiongyao, and you are about to act in her new play. You are very busy, please, please, I understand, then I wish you a bright future."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Quan was not disappointed, and quickly made another call.

"Hey, Yiqian, are you free? I just returned to China. I was at the Wangfu Hotel...ah, I have a boyfriend. I heard about it. The one who swims...well, the one who dives, I thought It’s hype, sorry to bother you, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years, mua~”

Wang Quan sighed, then pulled out another phone and called, "Hey, sister Zha, I'm back in the country, I'm at the Wangfu Hotel, pick me up... Hey, hello, hello, shit, hang up on me like this, And call me a scumbag!"

Wang Quan finally couldn't bear it anymore. He had only been out for a year, so why did his feelings fade away?

Of the three phone calls I made just now, two are girls from the same level of Nortel's senior vocational class, and one is from a junior junior in the senior vocational class, so you have my good friends among you.

Wang Quan is from the 03-level director department of the Film Academy. In 2005, he got an exchange student opportunity and went to the University of Southern California to study directing.

He found an interesting phenomenon in Nortel, that is, the girls in the undergraduate performance classes in recent years are generally not as beautiful as those in the higher vocational classes, of course, except for the 02 class, because there is a little girl in the 02 class.

Relying on his good looks as the most beautiful boy in the director department, his reputation as the most talented person, and his status as a suspected rich second generation, Wang Quan has been able to get along with the girls in the senior vocational classes, but now, he feels that the fish have run away. The pond is empty!

Not reconciled, he made a few more phone calls.

"Hey, bear~"

"Hello, Wenqi?"

"Hey, Er Fat~"

"Hey, Tingting!"

"Hello, sister"

...

Okay, either I'm not free or I'm not in the capital. In short, no one cares about me.

Wang Quan went straight to the front desk angrily, took out his ID card, "Hello, I don't want to stay in the reserved room, I want to check out!"

(Lafo returned to China Entertainment, held back for many years, and finally dared to write about China Entertainment at the starting point. Laofo's China Entertainment will definitely be fun, and the professionalism can be basically guaranteed. This time, I bought more than a dozen professional books for research. I hope everyone will like it and support it, thank you very much or2!)

Can't wait, let's post the book first!