I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

Chapter 49: This flattering is a bit embarrassing (second more!)

Film post-production is not difficult. The film itself is a single-player film, with a little suspense in the ending. It can be said to be open-ended, or it can be said to be very ironic, and there is not much to change.

There are a thousand Hamlets out of a thousand people. After the director of the General Administration of Film looked at this small-cost film for a few times, he was not stuck as described in some novels. Except for some details and suggestions for rectification, the rest were given to Buried Alive. Let it go.

After passing the review, there is one more important issue, and that is the issue of theater broadcasting.

Even if you set a schedule, but no theater line is willing to accept it, this is also a problem. The schedule can only be delayed, and you don't even know when it will be released.

The director Lu Yuan is a little-known director, and the deputy director Wei Wuji is a rookie not long after graduation, and he can't get help from the family. Although the lead actor has acting skills, he is the target of Joaquin refrigeration. It is impossible to count on Joaquin can provide any help...

So when Lu Yuan and Fatty Wei opened a theater-line screening department to discuss cooperation with them, they were basically invited out of the office politely, and they ended up without even watching the movie.

On the other hand, the movie "Capital City" is in full swing. It has already been supported by large theaters such as Tianqin and Wanjia. The publicity work has already been in full swing. The popularity is not too high. Lu Yuan and Wei Fatty When I walked into the theater, I always saw Shen Lianjie's disgusting handsome face, and of course, there was also the look of the heroine Liu Fangfei who was scratching her head.

Lu Yuan was fine, but Fatty Wei was disgusted. If he weren't worried about being an associate director, he would have vomited a bit of phlegm...

The world itself is unfair.

There is always a gap between ideal and reality.

Ok.

They are a bunch of poor bugs defeated by reality.

"I said, if this problem is not solved, let alone working with Shen Lianjie, it will be difficult to make money back."

"Yes."

"There are still three theaters left, let's keep running again."

"I'm afraid the ending will not be too far off."

"Paralysis, they deny this thing without seeing it. Is it so difficult to watch a movie?"

"Hey...Is our publicity not doing enough?"

"Funds that have not been promoted at all, OK, Ayuan, take out your small treasury and advertise..."

"How much does it cost to advertise?"

"About four to five million yuan."

"Should we get some flyers?"

"Japan, it's so embarrassing to be so special. We are highly qualified talents and cannot do this."

"..."

"Old man Li's cigarette is fake, isn't it? The smell is wrong!"

"I think so."

"Look for him for theory?"

"Forget it, just a pack of cigarettes...It's only eight yuan, grass, making a lot of money, I want to smoke twenty yuan!"

"Ok……"

Lu Yihong is gone.

Back to Joaquin.

After all, although he is now hidden in the snow, he is still a Joaquin employee, and he still needs to go.

Li Qing is gone.

Li Qing is an employee of Metropolis, from Tianyu. He was busy in Buried Alive, so he also left.

The entire "remote" entertainment of Novosibirsk is Fatty Wei and Lu Yuan, and the bag company simply cannot do it.

Just after midday, after being rejected again, the two of them squatted against the bluestone slabs of East Street with savage gazes and smoked "red orchids" more and more feeling that the smoke was not a taste.

How come the original fragrant smoke has a bitter taste?

"Quit." Fatty Wei pinched out his cigarette butt. "I won't smoke anymore."

"Well, let's quit." Lu Yuan also nodded. "Well, I won't smoke anymore today. Let's go and continue looking for the next one."

"it is good!"

………………………………

The sunset dyed half of the sky red, and the streets of Hengdian were full of noise and excitement.

Fatty Wei felt the smile on his face stiffened, but he was still invited out "politely".

Undoubtedly, even larger theaters do not have "Buried Alive".

This is actually a very bitter story.

At the same time desperate.

"What do you always stare at your phone for?"

"I want to call my dad, but I don't dare."

"Oh why?"

"Because of a dream..."

"Nonsense!" Lu Yuan glanced at Fatty Wei who was sweating profusely and shook his head, thinking that Fatty Wei was hypocritical.

"My father is very good, but I don't like his temperament, so I never bow my head."

"Oh?"

"Ayuan, this is my first film to prove myself, do you want to bow your head?"

"If you don't want to lower your head, don't lower your head. What are you afraid of?" Lu Yuan shook his head after seeing Fatty Wei's rare seriousness.

"Yeah, right." Fatty Wei nodded, and finally retracted his hand with a smile in his eyes. "Ayuan, you are right. I want to learn from you. I have been in contact with you for so long, shit, I suddenly The more I feel that I am too inferior to you... You are the protagonist template!"

"Learning what have you seen such a protagonist?" Lu Yuan was quite speechless.

I smoke?

At this time, flattering made Lu Yuan feel uncomfortable, but it sounded a bit ironic.

"I haven't seen it, but I know you have a lot of things I don't have, such as perseverance, unprecedented pride and confidence, talented genius, of course this is not important, what is important is your terrible ambition." Wei The fat man is still very serious.

"??" Lu Yuan was immediately confused when he heard these words.

Ambition?

Is my idea of ​​opening a restaurant to make a lot of money was said in a dream?

Lu Yuan suddenly became empty.

"With your qualifications and talents, just go to an entertainment company and they are rushing to welcome the newcomer king. Even if you don’t make your debut as a lyricist, you can enjoy the reputation of the entire entertainment circle, but you didn’t go and stay here instead. Can't it explain anything?"

"what?"

"Ayuan, I understand you. You can't look down on these companies. You want to build an entertainment company that is more powerful than them. Although you usually have a scornful face, don't think that I don't know you are secretly watching. The book "How to Start a Business" by Qiaoben."

"??" Lu Yuan was a little speechless by Fatty Wei's brain.

"Unprecedented ambition, unprecedented ambition! A Yuan, you can, we can all, now is only a short-term predicament, tomorrow will be better, we work together to make this company good!" Fatty Wei patted Lu Yuan's shoulder stood up, and then looked up at the sky forty-five degrees. In the afterglow of the setting sun, Fatty Wei's appearance was quite holy, as if the loss just now swept away and changed his personality.

and many more!

And what does this feeling full of flavor mean?

"Since you are so hilarious, then you have a treat for dinner today." Lu Yuan was somewhat infected.

"Why should I entertain?"

"Because I let you learn things, you will naturally have to pay for learning things. I only ask you to ask if eating is cheaper for you!"

"dry!"

……………………

After eating and drinking, the two went back to the company dizzy.

As he pushed the door, Lu Yuan saw two men approaching.

"Your name is Lu Yuan?"

"Ah you are……"

"I'm Zhou Shuai, a reporter from China Surrounding Entertainment News. I want to ask you a few questions."

"what is the problem?"

"You know An Xiao, right?"

"What?"

"An Xiao has been here, hasn't he?"

"So what are you going to do"

"Lu Manzi, it's you, right!" Zhou Shuai's eyes lit up when he saw Lu Yuan's expression!

"Huh?" Lu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled. "The weather is really good today, Fatty Wei, are you right?"

"Well, it's really good..." Fatty Wei nodded and walked to the back with a smile on his face. ,

"??" Zhou Shuai felt very strange to this inexplicable answer, but then...

"Boom!"

"What are you doing, what are you doing!"

"What are you doing!"

"Don't, I was wrong!"

Under the night...

Lu Yuan and Fatty Wei exploded at the same time, one holding his leg, the other covering his mouth, dragged into the house like a pig to be slaughtered and locked the door...

Inside the house, there was a panic of "uuuuu" one after another...

The night is long.

Night, quiet.

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