A great director who grew up happily

"Auntie, I have an important call. I'll take it first." Chen Jinnian explained to Wang Qing next to him and quickly answered the phone.

"Dalin, do you have any good news to tell me?" Chen Jinnian said with a smile. He has been playing games in a duo with Guo Qilin recently, and they have a good relationship.

"Hey, sort of. I met with my master today and told him the script and everything you said."

"What was Mr. Qian's reaction after seeing this?" he asked quickly.

Dalin on the opposite side was silent for a while, as if to confirm Yu Qian's condition, and said: "Not bad, just finished drinking, and was cursing."

Just as Dalin finished speaking, he heard a voice that couldn't be more familiar, "You little bastard, how dare you slander your master behind his back? You are betraying your master and ancestors."

"Brother, Dalin is not saying it behind your back, he is saying it to your face." Another voice came over, and it sounded like Sun Yue's.

Chen Jinnian smiled. It was really lively across the street.

In the hotel box, Yu Qian rubbed his face. Tonight was a private party, with only a few of his fellow apprentices and Dalin serving on the side.

After reading the movie script, it really aroused his desire to act. Over the years, he has worked in many crews and played several supporting roles, but few people asked him to star in movies.

Even if there is, it can be seen at a glance that it is garbage that is used to make money.

However, the one he has in his hands is different. It is a script for a serious movie. It tells the story of the strict but humane teacher Miao Wanqiu and his battle of wits and courage with a group of high school students.

He was really absorbed in reading it and kept flipping through the pages, wanting to know where the story would go next, but as he flipped through the pages he found that there was nothing further to read.

He confirmed it several times, and finally found out that he was only given half a book. This was really infuriating.

"Come on, give me the phone, I want to talk to the director." Yu Qian stretched out his hand and took the phone from Dalin.

"Hello, Director, I'm Yu Qian."

"Hey, Uncle Qian, no, hello Teacher Yu." Chen Jinnian found that he had said it smoothly and quickly changed the address.

"Hahaha, it's all the same. You can call me Uncle Qian. As long as you don't think it's inappropriate, I'm fine with taking a little loss." Yu Qian was drunk, but he still didn't forget to support the joke.

"I'm quite interested in this play, especially the script at the end. Let's make an appointment to meet."

"That's great! I wonder when Teacher Yu will have time," Chen Jinnian asked quickly.

"Please wait a moment, let me think about it." After Yu Qian finished speaking, he covered his phone and asked Dalin, who was still eating next to him: "Do I have any commercial performances recently?"

"There probably won't be any commercial performances in the next few days, but I have a TV show to record on Sunday, and I have to go to Tianjin next week." Dalin said, and then he remembered that Chen Jinnian said he had an exam in the next few days.

So he quickly said, "Master, let me schedule a time with Jinnian. He seems to have a midterm exam soon."

When they heard his words, several people were stunned. Midterm exam, this name sounded so strange and yet so familiar.

Dalin and Chen Jinnian communicated with each other and set the time for Saturday afternoon, and the location was set at Dalin's current rental place.

Seeing his apprentice hang up the phone, Yu Qian quickly asked: "Did I hear it wrongly? How come I heard the exam?"

"That's right, the exam is coming up." Dalin looked up and saw their puzzled expressions, then slapped his forehead. "I forgot to mention that the director of this play is a year younger than me and is currently in his third year of high school."

"Good boy, I was wondering why this guy called me Uncle Qian the first time he opened his mouth. I thought I was taking advantage of him and was feeling very happy, but it turns out he was just saying that I'm old." Yu Qian grinned.

"But are young people so rich now? They can just make a movie anytime they want. What kind of family background does that require?"

At the same time, he was also lamenting in his heart that his buddy had been preparing for the movie for two years and had even mortgaged his mansion worth 80 million to raise funds.

Although the investment in the two films is very different, it is still magical that a high school student from the other side can get tens of millions of investment.

On the other side, Chen Jinnian stood by the window. After putting down his phone, he also smiled with relief.

Movie theaters are a commercial endeavor, and often the status of the characters is more important than the quality of the film. Whether it's good to watch is one thing, but whether it can trick people into watching... no, attracting people into watching is another.

If Uncle Qian agrees to star in the film, the movie will have no shortage of exposure. Moreover, his salary in the film and television industry is very low, even less than a four-hour commercial crosstalk performance. It is really value for money.

He turned around happily and was startled by two people behind him, and his cell phone almost flew out.

At some point, Wang Qing and Wang Yidi appeared behind him, one on each side, quietly listening to the phone call.

"Was that Yu Qian you were just talking to?" Wang Qing said with shining eyes, "Could you take me with you next time you meet someone?"

"Mom, what are you talking about? How can I take you with me? This will only cause more trouble." Wang Yidi said dissatisfiedly. She didn't want her mother to delay Chen Jinnian's important business.

"That's not a good idea. I'm not familiar with Teacher Yu. This time we're mainly going to discuss the script, so it's not convenient to bring other people with us." He refused somewhat embarrassedly.

It was obvious that Wang Qing was a fan of Yu Qian's crosstalk, and this was a bit too offensive without the other party's knowledge.

"That's not what I meant. I'll drive you there and I'll be waiting downstairs. Just get an autograph for me." Wang Qing explained quickly.

"Oh, if it's this, I can try it." He said vaguely, but did not promise to get it.

"Then thank you in advance, Auntie. Once I get the autograph, I will send it to the child's father to make him happy. Last time we went to listen to crosstalk, we didn't get an autograph." Wang Qing said with a smile, brows curved.

"Mom, when did you go to listen to crosstalk? How come I didn't know about it?"

Wang Yidi suddenly noticed the point and shouted coquettishly, while hugging her mother's arm to ask for an explanation.

"Oh my, what did I say? I didn't say anything to him. Didi, be good and go to your tutoring class. You have an exam tomorrow." Wang Qing tried to get away with it and pushed them both into the bedroom.

After watching Wang Qing leave, Chen Jinnian reached out to smooth her puffed-up face and advised, "Why are you so angry? If the movie is finally confirmed, you'll be able to act opposite Teacher Yu, and maybe even hear a live crosstalk performance."

"It's different. My parents actually went there without telling me. I was so pissed off."

"Okay, okay, smile." He used his fingers to help Wang Yidi make a smiling face. "After the exam, let's go go karting. I still have ten tickets."

Wang Yidi was still angry, so he grabbed her hand and bit it.

At this moment, Wang Qing came in carrying a fruit plate from the coffee table. "Didi, you guys have something to eat, ok?"