Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, starting with the strategy of 95 flowers to counterattack

Chapter 8 Why not give him a chance

The Beijing Film Academy campus is definitely full of hidden talents!
But those idiots in the directing department are more arrogant than each other!

Gu Yang was numb from the rejection.

He and Shen Wei were squatting next to a fire hydrant counting ants, and the eighteenth rejected chat box appeared on their phone screen.

The message he sent to his senior from the photography department was accompanied by a humble tilde: "Brother~ Just take a fifteen-second photo~ I'll treat you to milk tea for a week~".

The other party has read the message but just doesn’t reply.

At first I thought they were being asked to make a movie, and they were all quite enthusiastic.

But later I heard that it was about shooting a short video.

What a low behavior!
This is so cheap. Are you insulting me? Get out of here.

Gu Yang tried hard and offered 100 yuan, but was severely rejected!
You're so quick to insult my dream???
Need to pay more.

But Gu Yang is a poor guy. It has been so long since he was reborn, but he has not completed a single mission and has not had a single bite of free food.

Besides, you are only worth 100!
An average person only earns 20-30 yuan an hour working.

You idiots who spend all day studying the unspoken rules, are you dissatisfied with a high salary of 100 yuan?
It’s difficult!
Gu Yang's brows were furrowed, his eyes were wandering, and his face was full of confusion and helplessness.

Suddenly, his eyes locked on the fat man who was squatting on the ground playing with ants.

How about giving this guy a try?

However, he was somewhat hesitant and conflicted in his heart.

Because this guy is not a good person!

His grades were the same as Gu Yang's, both of them were ranked last for many years.

A stable batch.

In my previous life, after graduating, my entrepreneurial goal was to become a 91 God.

And he doesn't necessarily shoot from the front, he is only good at shooting from hidden angles.

He was really afraid that the fat guy would reveal his true feelings when filming, so he asked Senior Sister Meng to take off her clothes and film a scene.

Will he cooperate or not then?
On or off?
I guess both of them will be killed by Sister Meng.

Forget it, give Fatty a chance! We are father and son after all.

"Fatty, do you want to be a director?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you want me to come to the directing department?"

Gu Yang straightened his back, put away his usual playful smile, and looked solemn as if he was carrying an important mission. He walked towards the fat man step by step steadily.

Every step seems to be stepping on the drumbeat of fate, firm and powerful.

After walking up to the fat man, he raised his hand, patted the fat man's shoulder with an unquestionable momentum, and said word by word with a resounding voice: "I have fought for an opportunity for you."

Ah? ? ?
The fat man raised his head and stared at Gu Yang straightly, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to ask something, but was suppressed by Gu Yang's serious aura. He was speechless for a moment and could only stand there in a daze, waiting for what to happen next.

"An opportunity to shoot a short film for a famous actress. This may be the only chance in your life to shoot a top star."

"And the short film you shoot will be exposed all over the internet. If it's good, you'll become an overnight star. Countless producers will offer you olive branches, and resources will continue to flow in. Maybe you can even use this opportunity to enter Hollywood and start your legendary directorial career."

The fat man bowed down and worshipped!

Director, it's done, next one.

Beijing Film Academy No. 2 Canteen Restaurant

"Xiaoye, I'm going to shoot a short film this weekend. Are you interested in an internship?"

Zhou Ye tilted his head slightly, his eyelids drooped slowly, and his dark eyeballs turned slightly in the direction of Gu Yang, with a lazy and somewhat disgusted look in his eyes.

Then she snorted softly, a short "tsk" came out of her mouth, the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, and her face was full of distrust of Gu Yang's words.

This damn scumbag hit her on the head last time.

Do you think this matter is over?

That is a grudge that you can take to your grave!
This girl doesn't want to talk to you!
However, if it's the heroine, it's not impossible to forgive her first. Thinking of this, she immediately put on a sweet smile on her face, nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, and replied eagerly: "Okay, okay, Brother Yang, let me play the heroine?"

There was anticipation in her tone, and she leaned forward unconsciously, staring at Gu Yang with sparkling eyes.

The corner of Gu Yang's mouth twitched slightly, and he paused for a moment before slowly uttering a sentence.

"No, we need a lighting technician."

Zhou Ye's smile froze on his face in an instant, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face was full of disgust.

She rolled her eyes, waved her right hand casually in the air, and said unhappily, "Get out! Back off, Xiao Yangzi."

As she spoke, she took a step back, crossed her arms over her chest, and her face fell.

The kind that is angry and can't be appeased.

Seeing this, Gu Yang calmly threw out the bait: "One week of milk tea!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Ye's eyes lit up again. He dropped his arms that were originally folded across his chest. He took a step forward, took Gu Yang's arm and started shaking it, saying coquettishly, "Hey, Brother Yang, why didn't you tell me earlier? That Heytea succulent grape is delicious, and the Cheese Berry is also good. Remember to order three-tenths of sugar, I need to maintain my figure..."

As she said this, she deliberately straightened her chest to show off her good figure.

No, girl, you have a pair of Aces, what are you showing off?

"Only Mixue Ice City will forever protect the Snow King!"

"Go away, Xiao Yangzi. Don't talk to me unless I hit you on the head 100 times first."

???

What hatred or resentment?

Gu Yang was at his wit's end. This girl was not easy to fool, so he could only prepare to give up and change his target.

Just at this moment, the fat man hummed a little tune and strode over with the prepared food.

His face was flushed, his excitement had not yet worn off, and he was obviously still immersed in the beautiful pie that Gu Yang had described for him.

He stretched out his hand, pulled out the chair next to Gu Yang with a loud clatter, and sat down. Then, with unconcealed anticipation, he asked, "Gu Yang, which female celebrity are we photographing this weekend?"

“Meng Ziyi!”

"Oh, it's Senior Meng, the campus beauty of our Beijing Film Academy! I love her so much, my good friend, thank you so much."

Hmm? What? Senior Meng?
Zhou Ye's eyes began to shine, and countless melons flashed through his mind in an instant.

She can't control herself!

"Brother Yang, when is the shoot on Saturday? Remember to let me know in advance."

"Huh? Aren't you going?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? When did I say I wouldn't go? I'm just angry that because of our friendship, I could definitely help you for free, but you bribed me with milk tea."

"That's what I'm angry about!"

"I'm leaving now. See you on Saturday. Oh, and don't forget to add some pearls to the milk tea."

Only Gu Yang and the fat man were left there, staring at each other in confusion.

Beijing Film Academy, girls’ dormitory.

"Tongtong, Tongtong, no, something big has happened again!"

The dormitory door was slammed open and Zhou Ye rushed in hurriedly, breaking the silence.

Guan Xiaotong was frightened by the sudden shout and trembled all over, and the book in his hand fell to the bed with a "bang".

Her eyes widened in panic. She didn't even bother to put on her shoes and jumped out of bed barefoot, asking anxiously, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Xiaoye, what happened?"

Zhou Ye rushed to his table in two steps, grabbed the cup, and gulped down several mouthfuls of water.

Then, she put the cup down heavily, waved her hands in the air, and yelled incoherently: "Tongtong, do you know? Gu Yang is actually going to make a micro-film for Meng Ziyi."

(End of this chapter)