I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 74 072. Hidden Rules

Those words turned into the gurgling spring water, gently soothing Xu Xin's heart.

But he still had some knots in his heart.

After nodding to express his approval of this point of view, he said:

"But when it comes to artistic level, I feel it is still far behind everyone else..."

"Then why didn't they get the torch?"

Under the setting sun, the breeze blows.

It messed up the girl's hair tucked behind her ears.

She doesn't care.

Still asking gently, she put her hair back behind her ears.

Without waiting for the answer, she looked at Xu Xin who seemed to want to say something and continued:

"First of all, you recognize that the Olympic Games opening and closing ceremony directing team is a team, right?"

"……Um."

"Then you are equivalent to a screw? In other words, except for Director Zhang Yimou who is the driver, you, Director Ma, Sister Wei, and others are actually equivalent to a car. Parts, right?"

"Well……"

Xu Xin seemed to have guessed what she wanted to say next.

Just when my thoughts were confused, I heard the girl continue:

"Some people are the engine, some are the water tank, some are the gearbox, and some are the three-way catalytic converter. Everyone is a part of this car... Take you for example. You are like a shock absorber, this car The first thing I encountered was a big pothole in the road.

If it weren't for you, the front axle of the car would hit the hole, and the engine might fall off. But because of you, this first big pit was passed perfectly. The shock absorber may not understand the working principle of the engine, nor why the car moves by itself... He is at least playing his role, right?

A car cannot be separated from its shock absorbers, and it is also inseparable from its engine, and shock absorbers also need the engine and the car to define their own value... The same is true for everyone in your team. Can a copy of "Guernica" deny your contribution and potential value to the team? If they are so powerful, then why is it you who created the torch and not them? If you are really that bad, then why can you create a torch that even they can't think of? Isn't it? "

Looking into the boy's eyes seriously, the girl asked her doubts:

"By the way, there are so many college students. It doesn't matter who it is because of fate or an inexplicable coincidence. Why did Director Zhang choose you alone and not others? And did you do anything to disappoint the team? No. You are obviously working hard and you have achieved results... Your contribution to the team is obvious to all. Why do you have to doubt yourself?... You are already good enough, aren't you?"

"..."

Xu Xin felt a little hot on his face.

I don't know if I'm excited or ashamed.

At this moment, the girl shook her head more firmly:

"A copy of "Guernica" cannot deny your value, Xu Xin. No one is born knowing it. Even if he is born knowing it, he cannot understand it all. Anyone who has a sense of superiority because he knows more , seems to me to be greater ignorance. Do you know why?”

"……Why?"

"Because knowledge makes people more humble."

She said the biggest critical blow to Xu Xin.

Although these words actually deviated somewhat from what he wanted to express.

But Xu Xin had to admit that this sentence... was just like what the girl said just now.

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t understand, but I can learn.

And the more you know, the smaller you will find yourself, and the more humble you will be.

"call……"

Didn't respond to Yang Mi's words.

After Xu Xin walked with her in silence for a while, he suddenly raised his head, looked around, and asked:

"Where is this?"

"Well……"

Suddenly, Yang Mi was also stunned.

It turned out that the two of them had walked into a small alley without knowing when.

She blinked...

After looking around, the gentle face turned into embarrassment:

"How about... let's take a stroll around the area."

"..."

…

"I haven't been to Kaifeng yet, so I don't know what the ancient city in the Qingming River Scene looks like. But when I came here for the first time, it was really shocking... It's much better than when I was a kid and saw the Forbidden City and the Temple of Heaven."

Qingming River Scenery Area, within the landscape garden.

The girl said while looking at the sparkling lake surface as the setting sun illuminated it.

Xu Xin, who was holding a bottle of toilet water in her hand, responded, tightened the toilet water, put it into her backpack, rubbed the back of her hands, and said:

"Too bad... I didn't bring a camera."

"Take a picture of me?"

"Why can't you just take pictures of us two?"

After regaining his composure, he asked funnyly.

But his words seemed to have some other meaning in Yang Mi's ears.

Inexplicably, the tips of her ears began to turn red again.

But fortunately, there is enough sunshine at the moment, so we can’t see it clearly.

Then he suddenly pointed at the sun:

"Photograph me, it's the sunset."

Then point to your feet:

"nature."

Finally, he pointed at himself:

"beauty."

"Ah, yes, yes, the beauties under the sunset should not be able to tell the difference between Leonardo da Vinci and Picasso."

"..."

Yang Mi took a breath and became furious:

"If you use my toilet water again, I will be a dog!!"

"Haha~"

Leaning on the railing and looking at the angry sunset beauty, Xu Xin narrowed his eyes in contentment.

…

"One hundred and fifty, why don't you go grab the money!"

In the Guomao Building, Xu Xin rolled his eyes as he listened to the girl murmuring:

"Without this one hundred and fifty, you would still be feeding mosquitoes in the park."

"That's too expensive... How much does a whole movie cost for me..."

"Well……"

When this was mentioned, Xu Xin became interested.

As he walked into the hotel, he asked curiously:

"How much is your salary for this show?"

To be honest, this thing is considered a secret in the industry, and it is best for others not to inquire about it.

Or even if you know, you won't say it to your face, you'll just say secretly, "Hey, you know, so and so, how much did so and so get for this movie?" It's not appropriate to ask in person.

But Yang Mi didn't hide it and directly stretched out two fingers.

"...two hundred thousand?"

Xu Xin was shocked.

"Yes, before tax. But the tax is more than 10,000~"

"...Good guy!"

Everyone in Xu Xin was dumbfounded:

"One Guo Xiang is worth two hundred thousand?"

"Yes."

Yang Mi nodded:

"When you hear this, do you think that I am extremely rich and have earned more than 100,000 yuan after just one month on the set?"

"Sure."

"But I still have to divide the money."

Yang Mi shook her head:

"First of all, the broker's commission is 20%. The company's commission is 30%. If you calculate it before tax, I will get 100,000. Then I have to pay more than 10,000 in taxes, which these companies will not bear."

"...Eighty thousand yuan is a bit low."

"It's not over yet."

Just looking at these ladies with faces full of pain, they started to pull their fingers:

"Do you still remember what I told you? Counting me, there were a total of three people selected by the company."

"Um."

"You also have to pay, eight thousand per person. After all, regardless of whether it is the company's wish or not, they have given up their position for you."

"Well……"

"After the money is given here..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped talking, looked left and right, and after making sure no one was there, she whispered:

"The casting director also has a thank you fee of 20,000 yuan. If you don't give the money, you won't be promoted at all. Only by giving the money can I enter the director's field of vision. Normally, it is 10,000 yuan, but this time I I have to give 20,000 yuan, because the company from Tang Dynasty thought it was going to compete with me... and took the initiative to give 20,000 yuan. It’s a big loss!"

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless.

I was really speechless. After thinking about it, I came up with this sentence:

"Then you only get thirty or forty thousand?"

"Yes."

Yang Mi nodded:

"Few."

"...Are all crews like this?"

"almost."

Looking at Xu Xin's surprised look, the girl explained in a low voice:

"I won't talk about the protagonist. It's a game between companies. But for people like me who are the type that companies want to promote, if they want to get this kind of roles, they have to do this. But this situation is all in TV series and movies. There are very few. Because the directors of some important roles of movie actors will personally participate in the audition. But there are many people in TV series and the series takes a long time, so this situation will happen...

There's no way, you can't let the director and starring actors earn all the money, right? Props and site staff also have to live. Don't look at the surface of these people. In fact, for a young actor like me, they have a lot of energy. Think about it, for example, if a hundred people audition for a role, the director who comes to the audition has the right to kill some people on the spot. Otherwise, how could he show the director a 100-point information and an audition film? That’s why I have to work hard and become a great actor... at least I don’t have to give red envelopes to others... What a waste! "

"Isn't that inevitable?"

As a "director", Xu Xin felt that this situation was really unacceptable.

Regardless of the salary or investment, in his concept, to take on a certain role, doesn’t it mean that you must first have good acting skills?

Why did it become a "transaction"?

Although this situation may sound commonplace, it happens everywhere in life.

but……

He's still awkward.

After hearing this, Yang Mi shrugged:

"Of course, it's done once or twice, but if it's done too often, the director's reputation in the industry will be ruined if he does it all the time. Think about it, for example, a movie with an investment of 1 million will have a box office of 1,000. Ten thousand. Logically speaking, it’s a profit, right? After deducting the box office share and so on, you get three to four million.

And among these three to four million are the investors' return money, the money earned, the actors' dividends, and the director's dividends. Besides these, what else? No more. In addition to making some money from prop purchasing, how do these people make money from venue management, recording, and photography? Just the tens of thousands of yuan in reward? And then someone gives you a red envelope, and you only need to say a few nice words for an actor in front of someone, and you will get the money. Do you make money? "

But are you saying that the director didn't know about this situation? I definitely know that too. But what can he do? The cake is so big. Unless you don't care about money and are willing to make some concessions, such as giving the crew a share of the box office or something. Then let's all work together. But when you think about it, everyone will think that when it comes time to do it... that's not one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand, that's millions or tens of millions. When the money is really placed in front of you, who doesn't want to do it? Make more money? "

When Yang Mi said this, she had already reached the door of the hotel.

But Xu Xin had no intention of going up, but took out a cigarette.

Seeing this, the girl stayed with him, watching him smoke and chatting.

After Xu Xin learned about these industry secrets, he smoked half a cigarette and said:

"So according to what you said, everyone actually knows it?"

"That's right."

The girl nodded:

"Anyway, after I signed the contract, the company did this for the few dramas I produced. This industry is quite cruel, and young actors have to do this. Sometimes the money will even go down the drain, just because they don't do anything when they are paid. If you encounter it, you can only count yourself unlucky, okay? You can't say it. If you say it, it means you don't understand the rules. Directors and directors, photographers and photography colleagues are all connected. You have offended this, and the other one is over there All I have to say is: If this actor doesn't understand the rules, it will be difficult for him to turn around."

"...Good guy."

Xu Xin let out a sincere sigh, and Xu Xin, who had really experienced a lot, shook his head:

"This business... the water is really deep."

"Yes, that's why I said that people who can stand out are not easy. Just like Huang Xiaoming and Liu Tianxian. To the outside world and the audience, you have to establish your own image. This is called personality. But how to get along with peers? How to maintain interpersonal relationships, how to operate oneself, this is called skill... Let me tell you, these two people will definitely not be simple in the future, I can see it."

Speaking of this, Yang Mi also had a look of emotion in her eyes.

Xu Xin said subconsciously:

"I think you will not be worse than them in the future."

"Sure."

She took off her peaked cap and fiddled with her newly cut bangs in front of her face. The girl's eyes were full of confidence:

"If I want to study, I will study hard and go to Tsinghua University. Since I choose to enter this industry, I have to make a difference!~"

"Um……"

After extinguishing the cigarette, Xu Xin nodded:

"Come on, big star... let's go up. I'll treat you to a meal~"

"Hehe~"

As soon as she heard about eating, the girl nodded:

"Um!"

The two of them then walked into the hotel.

But after walking a few steps, Xu Xin suddenly stopped...

"Director Shang?"

Seeing Shang Jing walking with his head down and looking very tired, he quickly said hello.

Shang Jing subconsciously raised his head, revealing a tired face.

When he saw it was Xu Xin, he nodded:

"It's Xiao Xu."

"Director Shang, can I get it for you?"

Seeing Shang Jing holding the briefcase in his hand, Xu Xin asked politely.

Shang Jing shook his head:

"No, no, no, it's not heavy... let's go."

After all, he was a young man whom his old classmates admired very much. He motioned for everyone to enter the hotel together.

But he didn't pay attention to the beautiful girl next to him.

It's not that Yang Mi isn't beautiful, but that she has no thoughts.

Xu Xin nodded, and as the three of them walked in, Xu Xin said:

"Have you just finished your work?"

"……Um."

"Are you busy with investment matters?"

"right."

"oh oh……"

Xu Xin didn't ask what the result was.

Because it has been written on Shang Jing’s face.

Just last night at dinner, this person said that he loved "Wulin Gaiden". If the investment was negotiated, he would definitely not have this expression now.

The three of them entered the hotel and when they were approaching the elevator, Xu Xin ran a few steps and pressed the elevator button first.

While waiting for the elevator, he glanced at Shang Jing quietly... Finally, he thought about it and asked:

"Director Shang, do you still have a game with Director Zhang tonight?"

"No, haven't you guys started working...Lao Zhang is quite serious about his work. He made sure that everything was fine last night, otherwise he would have been drunk without seeing me."

The coolness of the air conditioner opened up Shang Jing's chatter a little.

Then the elevator door opened and the three of them entered the elevator.

Just not on the same floor.

Yang Mi is on the 5th floor, Shang Jing is on the 9th floor, and Xu Xin is on the 19th floor with the best view.

Special treatment for Olympic teams.

"I'm leaving."

With the outsider here, Yang Mi didn't say much. After waving to Xu Xin, she politely said to Shang Jing:

"Goodbye, Director Shang."

"……okay."

Then on the ninth floor, Shang Jing waved his hand and got out of the elevator.

But Xu Xin slowly frowned after they both left.

Frowning, thinking.

After arriving on the 19th floor, he thought about it... and went straight to Zhang Wu's room.

…

"Xiao Xu?"

After Zhang Wu opened the door, he was a little surprised to see it was Xu Xin.

"Come in, come in...what's wrong?"

While passing cigarettes to Xu Xin, Zhang Wu asked curiously.

Xu Xin took it with both hands politely and said:

"Director Zhang, I just met Director Shang downstairs."

"Lao Shang? He's back from work?...Here, try this tea, it tastes pretty good."

"Hey, okay."

Protecting the cup, Xu Xin waited for Zhang Wu to pour himself tea, then chose to get straight to the point:

"Well...that's it, Director Zhang. Mainly...you are familiar with Director Shang. I was embarrassed to say it in the elevator just now. In fact, I wanted to mention it yesterday. I really like Director Shang's script~and then...Shang Isn't the director short of money? I just want to... invest. But I said it directly, fearing that Director Shang wouldn't believe me and thought I was fooling around. I just thought... Can you help me ask if Director Shang's investment has not been finalized? If so... how about I vote for this?"

"...???"

The smoke in Zhang Wu's mouth suddenly blew out in waves.

He was obviously shocked by Xu Xin's words.

"What...what do you mean?"

His eyes widened in surprise and he looked at the young man in front of him, his tone full of shock.

Xu Xin looked a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed.

"I said... I want to invest in this script written by Director Shang."

"..."

At this time, Zhang Wu could not speak a word.

…

After about three puffs of cigarette, Zhang Wu couldn't help but say:

"Xiao Xu... That's a minimum of 10 million yuan..."

He knew that the young man in front of him should have a good family background. After all... the office was full of people, and he was the only one who criticized China.

Although it has been changed to Yuxi now, Zhang Wu is much more impressed with this young man's emotional intelligence.

Can……

That's 10 million...

Isn't this a joke...

But Xiao Xu nodded:

"Well, Director Zhang, I know... I still have this little money."

this point……

This little money...

Zhang Wu was speechless because this adjective sounded so awkward.

But he was particularly optimistic about this child, and he also knew that this child was not a talkative person.

Very down to earth.

Now that I can say this, it doesn't sound like a joke.

So I couldn't help but ask:

"Xiao Xu...your family is..."

"Director Zhang, if others ask, I will definitely not tell you. But you are good to me, I know, so I won't hide it from you. My family is in the coal mine, and the business... is not bad. And... I also have some money... "

After hearing the previous words, Zhang Wu felt particularly comfortable.

Okay, this kid knows things and is humble.

Can be heard behind...

Inevitably, one word came to mind.

"Coal Boss"

This word is not derogatory, it is just an idea. As a Shanxi native, Zhang Wu actually empathizes with this exclusive word that originated in Shanxi more than others.

How rich the coal boss is...he knows it all too well.

Logically speaking, since he is the "coal boss", Zhang Wu must want to help his old classmates.

Although he wasn't optimistic about the script either.

Ancient costume martial arts melodrama...

If it doesn't resonate with the audience, it's just like watching a sketch.

The jokes in sitcoms are very particular. They use the short-lived lives of modern people and the lives of ordinary people to outline a comedy style that is either absurd or heart-warming.

"I Love My Family", "The Story of the Editorial Department", "Northeast Family", etc., these popular TV series are all in this style.

Through the changing times, the conflict between old and new ideas, and a series of contradictions, we create jokes and achieve that relaxing effect.

It can be said that melodrama = modern style, this is an iron rule.

And when he heard that his old classmate actually made a costume drama, he really couldn't figure out how to film it...

In ancient times, the heroes were so high-spirited, and the heroes were short-tempered and the children were in love. These are the mainstream. How could it be possible to act in a melodrama?

Therefore, he was not optimistic when he heard the subject matter.

And if there is an investor who wants to invest at this time, just for the sake of his old classmates, Zhang Wu will definitely agree.

After all, everyone has close relatives.

But……

The person I want to invest now is a young man I admire very much.

All of a sudden, the palms and backs of my hands were filled with flesh.

He was a little embarrassed...

What can I say?

and Xu Xin said:

"Xiao Xu, please wake up. It's a period martial arts melodrama. How can it be good-looking? Read the script carefully."

Still said to Shang Jing:

"Lao Shang, I have an enemy here who wants to invest in your unreliable script?"

Isn't this nonsense?

But unfortunately, the real situation happened...

He was speechless, filled with absurd emotions, leaving him unable to say a word.

Seeing Director Zhang's face, Xu Xin felt confused and asked:

"Director Zhang...is it inconvenient for you to come forward?"

"of course not……"

"...Then just make a phone call for me. I'm afraid that if I rush there by myself, Director Shang will think I'm teasing others..."

"..."

After thinking for a while, Zhang Wu said in a "please wake up quickly" tone:

"Why do you want to invest in this? Aren't you a director? Can't you wait until the Olympics is over and shoot it yourself? Do you know how to invest?"

"don't know."

Xu Xin shook his head sincerely:

"But I like that story. I also like Director Shang's "The Story of the Cooking Class", so I think a script that Director Shang likes so much, no matter what, can't be too bad."

"..."

Good guy.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Wu immediately felt like a coal boss in this child.

"I like".

"I'll vote."

It’s like not seeing 180,000 yuan.

The smell... is too strong.

And according to the temper of ordinary coal bosses...

After thinking for a while, Zhang Wu said:

"Xiao Xu, that's 10 million... which is still the minimum..."

"Director Zhang, I won't hide anything from you. I can vote."

have to.

It tastes better.

Looking at Xu Xin seriously...

Zhang Wusi thought about it...

Suddenly he sighed:

"Oh...what if we lose money?"

"Director Zhang, every film you make and every work you direct is not aimed at making money, right?"

"..."

Zhang Wu's mouth twitched...

"You kid, stop putting your hat on me...shouldn't I think more about you?"

"……hey-hey."

Looking at the young man smiling innocently, Zhang Wu asked seriously again:

"You really think about it... Although I don't know if Lao Shang will agree, but if you really vote, there are real risks!"

"I've thought about it, don't worry."

Without any hesitation, Xu Xin nodded directly:

"I trust Director Shang very much. Since we are classmates and have such a good relationship with you, it will definitely not be bad!"

"..."

Listening to this obvious flattery, Zhang Wu was both amused and speechless...

And all these emotions finally turned into a helpless sigh.

Sighing, he picked up the phone:

"Hey, Lao Shang... come to my house. I'll see you if I need anything."

…

"..."

Shang Jing was stunned and looked at his old classmate.

Zhang Wu waved his hand:

"Don't look at me, look at him...the God of Wealth is here!"

He rolled his eyes at Xu Xin angrily, shook his head, held a cigarette in his mouth and said:

"Xiao Xu, this kid is obsessed with your script... I just found out for you. This kid... is rich. Don't look at the Yuxi in my hand, that's because I smoke Yuxi, and this kid usually smokes Zhonghua. .”

"..."

Shang Jing was speechless, while Xu Xin scratched his head in embarrassment:

"Don't say that... Director Zhang, I just smoked randomly..."

With that said, he turned to Shang Jing and said:

"Director Shang, it's like this. I haven't invested in these, but I really like your story and will never forget it. Secondly, Director Zhang has always taken special care of me, so I have the audacity to ask Director Zhang today, please He told you. I'm not joking... If you don't believe it, I will go to the ATM with you to see my bank card deposit... I have money and can really invest. You name the number, Director Zhang is here, I I will never bargain with you... okay?"

"..."

"..."

Shang Jing was dumbfounded.

When had he ever heard the words of such an easy-to-talk "investor"?

Subconsciously he looked at his old classmate.

And Zhang Wu was also dumbfounded...

How is this the same as...Xu Xin begging Lao Shang to invest?

But he was not stupid. After thinking about it, he suddenly understood why Xu Xin was so respectful.

I've been doing it for a long time...Is it directed at myself?

This kid...

He suddenly shook his head:

"Lao Shang, I won't get involved in what you two are talking about. I also believe in your character and will definitely not cheat Xiao Xu. Xiao Xu, don't be blind. Investment is not a trivial matter. You can't control money, and you can't. Isn't it a waste?... In this way, I will help you find someone to help you these days. Lao Shang... Our Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao, okay?... Of course, I am not forcing you to accept this. Investment, but... Xiao Xu is a good kid. If you are interested, consider it. How about it? "

The scene that Xiao Xu spoke about gave him enough face.

Zhang Wu then had to act like an elder.

Draw a frame for Shang Jing.

Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao.

The child pursues art, likes scripts, and will become a practitioner in the future.

Although his thoughts are immature and his experience is inexperienced, he can't hide his love for art.

This is a good boy, you are my old classmate.

You must not deceive others.