My Cloud Girlfriend Online

"My Yunyang Girlfriend (

Hearing what Sister Mei said, Lu Man sat down by the bed and looked at Mei Mei with a nice face and asked, "Aren't they all investing in film and television projects? It feels no difference."

Meimei smiled bitterly and said, "The difference is big."

"The first is cost."

"If you bring money into the group. Generally, you only need to invest a quarter to half of the funds to win a movie or a heroine in a play."

"Even if you encounter the kind of crew that is more optimistic about you, one-fifth is completely enough."

"But if we do our own film and television projects now, we need to spend all the funds ourselves. After all.... In your current situation, it is impossible to attract investment."

"In this way, the film and television projects invested by Chen Yan will shrink substantially."

"Originally, 300 million yuan could be invested in 30 projects. Now maybe only about 10 projects can be invested."

"You must know that the risks of film and television projects are very high. Originally, the nets were widely cast and the focus was on fishing. Maybe one or two explosions would come out. But the number has shrunk so much, it's hard to say..."

Lu Man pouted and listened to what the beautiful sister said, thinking.

For a moment, she asked, "What about the other reasons?"

Beautiful sister said,

"The second is the difficulty and complexity of capital operation."

"If you bring capital into the group, in fact, what Chen Yan provides is only financial support. Apart from sending a trustworthy financial account, you don't need to worry about everything else."

"But now we set up our own crew, and all aspects of personnel, publicity, and filming are all responsible."

"Even if we are willing to help him share the worries. But he...may not be able to trust us."

Lu Man asked curiously, "What is this?"

Sister Meili drank slobber and said, "Because film and television projects are the easiest projects to fake."

"The price range of an item can range from a few hundred to tens of thousands. The function is similar."

"The difference in the middle can easily become the gray income of the crew or the handlers."

"Do you think, if it were you. Would you feel relieved to give these to us?"

Speaking of this, she coughed and said quietly, "Moreover, our rights are too great."

"The heroine is you. I set up the crew. The entire project is completely in our hands."

"If we are willing, we can completely overwrite his three hundred million and wash out two hundred million. It is not a big problem."

Lu Man opened his mouth in surprise and said, "This is too loyal!"

Beautiful sister said, "I just give an example of the seriousness of this matter."

Lu Man said, "I actually just want to be an emperor superstar. I don't want to make so much money."

Meimei repeated again, "I'm really just giving an example."

Lu Man glanced at Mei Mei, with a look of suspicion.

Beautiful sister: .....

Meimei decided to ignore this funny comparison.

This teasing is totally inaudible...

She directly staggered the subject, "So, tonight, let's make a dinner with Chen Yan and then talk about it."

She said, "You will behave better then, don't make trouble."

"I have a good chat with him. Strive for his support."

After speaking, she folded her hands and prayed, "I hope... everything goes well. This is the last way to break through the ban..."

.....

at the same time. Chen Yan and Yu Qiaoqiao returned to the company and came to the clay sculpture room.

The first two days were a bit busy, and Yu Qiaoqiao had never been to this clay sculpture room that was unique to him to make mud.

This time she came for the first time, and she suddenly felt like she was back at home...

This kind of house that belongs to her alone is really rare for her who has lived with her sisters since she was a child.

After looking at the clay sculpture room two times, Yu Qiaoqiao looked at Chen Yan and asked obediently, "Chen Yan, what do you need me to do?"

Chen Yan didn't know where he took out a notebook and a pen.

Then he held the notebook and the pen, and said to Yu Qiaoqiao, "You just squeeze your clay figurines normally. I watched from the side to see if I could trigger the inspiration."

Although he didn't understand the relationship between his own clay figurines and the game, Yu Qiaoqiao listened to Chen Yan and started to do his own thing.

She checked the contents of the room first.

Everything is complete.

Before, Chen Yan bought soft clay powder, pottery clay, and even colored clay in a thoughtful manner.

Yu Qiaoqiao first took a small basin, poured some ooze powder into it, and then took some water and started mixing the mud.

After making peace for a while, after the powder gradually turned into mud, Yu Qiaoqiao held the pot and came to the table.

A small tablecloth was spread on the table, Yu Qiaoqiao poured out the mud and began to knead it on the table.

Chen Yan moved a chair and sat aside, staring blankly at Yu Qiaoqiao squeezing the clay figurines.

Yu Qiaoqiao looked like a dexterous person.

Under her hands, it was obviously just a pile of slime, but when she squeezed it, she became a chubby little clay figure.

Maybe she still wants to pinch Fat Blue, so the semi-finished clay figures are all cartoon figures.

But because he hasn't pinched his face yet, the little clay figurine is like a small cylinder with hands and feet.

Chen Yan looked at the little clay figures, his eyes lit up slightly, he picked up the pen to write and draw on the notebook for a while, then stood up again and came to the table.

Yu Qiaoqiao was still squeezing the clay figurine intently, but suddenly seeing Chen Yan coming over, she recovered and looked up at Chen Yan, wanting to ask if she had done something bad.

But Chen Yan just put her index finger on her mouth and motioned her not to speak.

Yu Qiaoqiao obediently shut her mouth.

Then she saw Chen Yan walk to the table, picked up a little clay figurine, and squeezed it twice.

Just when Yu Qiaoqiao didn't know what Chen Yan was doing.

Chen Yan picked up the pen and quickly drew a picture on the paper, and said, "Can you pinch it like this?"

Yu Qiaoqiao looked at the pictures in Chen Yan's notebook.

The overall appearance is almost the same as her semi-finished product now. But the body is more rounded, and the head is connected to the body, which looks cute.

Yu Qiaoqiao made an "OK" gesture, and UU read www.uukanshu.com and said, "No problem."

After finishing speaking, she quickly modified her little clay figurine according to the notebook.

Soon, a clay figure that met Chen Yan's requirements appeared in front of Chen Yan.

Chen Yan took the clay figure and looked at it with joy for a long time, "It's pretty good-looking! This can be considered as a role in our next game."

Yu Qiaoqiao looked at Chen Yan in surprise, "Huh? The role of the next game? Little Clayman?"

Chen Yan said with a smile, "Can't it? I feel cute."

Yu Qiaoqiao asked, "But...will any players like them?"

Chen Yan patted Yu Qiaoqiao on the shoulder, "It depends on you. See if you can design more cute little clay figurines."

"We can have dress-up and skin functions at that time, and players can choose the clay figure they like."

"Only if you pinch it cute enough, don't worry about them not getting into the pit."

Yu Qiaoqiao's mouth opened wider and wider, "Is this...Is it too sloppy? I'm under too much pressure...I...I'm just a small temporary worker."

Chen Yan said with a smile, "Although you are a temporary worker. But you are the most important member of our company!"

He said, "Also, when I watched you pinch these little clay figures, I even figured out how to play them."

"I plan to let these little clay figures participate in various competitions, sports, and levels together."

Speaking of this, Chen Yan's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and he said, "We can make a large-scale interactive level game!"

"Even, even the name, I think about it!"

"It's called "Clay Figure Final Knockout"!"

Looking at Chen Yan's confident eyes, Yu Qiaoqiao slowly stared blankly.

At the beginning...that's how it feels...