Actor he doesn't want to be a eunuch

Chapter 1006 Go to bed early and get up early
Two dollars each!
A figure this size is bound to be snapped up.

He was robbed before he finished speaking, and he got 35 yuan in large and small banknotes.

During the first business, a buddy bought three for a dollar less, but Qian Chen couldn't get change, so he gave him a dollar cheaper.

Twenty dolls were trapped in the ring of 20 yuan, and they were sold for 35 yuan.

Ask how much money you made in total.

"I made 15 yuan." With Anxi's net worth, she must not be short of 15 yuan, and 15 yuan, but this is what the two of them just earned, and the way of making money is so weird, I feel very strange. excited.

"Wrong, there are two dolls that are also earned." Qian Chen took the dolls and left with his girlfriend.

It's almost enough to eat, and it's almost enough to play.

Time to go back to sleep.

Go to bed early - get up early and be healthy.

"It's only after eight o'clock, and the nightlife has just begun." An Xi was a little reluctant.

"How about I teach you Henan dialect when you go back to your room?" Qian Chen felt that he had to take on the responsibility of a master.

Teach people tirelessly.

"You pervert!" Anxi walked back while being half-carried.

"Uh, why is learning Henan dialect so abnormal..." Qian Chen was startled, what was his girlfriend thinking.

"Is it just to learn Henan dialect?" An Qian was dumbfounded.

"Otherwise, is there any other tricks in Henan dialect?" Qian Chen suppressed his laugh, you will know later.

. . .

In July, Qian Chen basically stayed on the set, and only went out twice to participate in the promotional activities of "Guild War" and "Embroidered Spring Knife".

The advantage of concentrated shooting is that his scenes are rapidly decreasing.

If it weren't for the actors who couldn't coordinate the play, maybe he could end his role by the end of July.

Even so, there are not many roles left for him.

Qian Chen went to a training class at the end of July.

In his entertainment circle, training courses, special effects, fashion, capital circle, etc., are all the capital to ensure that he and his wife can live comfortably.

It is impossible to rely on family background alone.

If you come up, it’s just my dad and so-and-so, regardless of whether it works or not—there are many people in the entertainment industry who have big backgrounds but are average—at least they will be looked down upon.

Qian Chen is Qian Chen.

Even if An Xi relied on him, she still relied on him.

It wouldn't be like the poor Yao drama back then, when the young master was kicked out of the house, he immediately became a super waste.

"This is the list." Brother Wu Xing handed the list to Qian Chen.

Sun Kuijian has a bad back these few days, so he sat by the side to accompany him. He is also old, otherwise he wouldn't have a bad back.

Qian Chen's waist is not bad for singing every night during these days.

Except for the few days when Anxi was inconvenient, either he went back to the courtyard, or Anxi went to visit the class, anyway, they were inseparable.

"According to your request this time, more than 70 graduates will be classified as the second class of Dongchen. People outside usually call us the second class of Dongchang. Alas, the children nowadays are too high school. What is there to be proud of mixing with eunuchs? Yes." Sun Kuijian took a sip of tea and explained the list.

At present, there are three to 400 people in the training class.

Among them, 50 people are from the first class of Dongchang. The number was relatively small in the past. Later, they absorbed a group of elites from the outside and the training class, and they have the current scale.

The average strength of the first class of East Factory is indeed very strong. There are those who want to graduate early in the training class. As long as they meet their standards, they can also join them.

At the beginning of July, another group graduated.

The second class of Dongchang was established, with about 70 people. The main reason is that there are too many people in the school, and there are a little more graduates.

In the end, there were still two or three hundred people left.

Some people graduate and some people get in.

Beneath the seemingly average surface of the entertainment circle, in the humble industry of martial arts, Dongchen Martial Arts Training School has long turned the world upside down.

Three to 400 people may not be many compared to the entire industry.

But these are the best in the industry.

They come here, they work hard, they go to the training class.

The purpose is not just to embrace Qian Chen's capital thigh - other capital, even a hair on his leg will not give Wu Xing such a humble existence.

They expect to be taught on a deeper level.

It's not that you can fight, as long as you have good skills.

There are many martial arts practitioners in the mainland, but there is still a long way to go to perfectly combine martial arts with film and television.

And the teachers invited from the training class are dedicated to teaching these things.

These teachers include senior martial arts masters from Xiangjiang and theoretical experts from the Film Academy, forming a well-established educational model.

"There are so many people, it seems that we have to change places." Qian Chen was also quite helpless.

People ran over from thousands of miles away, took out a roll of crumpled banknotes, and eagerly wanted to learn something.

It's not okay for you to always refuse.

What's more, Qian Chen really intends to do this. Since he wants to do it, he can't always be timid.

He did promise Hong Jingbao that the size of the training class would be limited to 80 to [-] people.

But the plan can't keep up with the changes, and this promise can't last forever.

Besides, isn't it a bit difficult for you to ask a former eunuch to keep his word?

"I have saved some money for the training class. There are more than 100 million yuan. I can rent a bigger place." Sun Kuijian was somewhat prepared, and he was very happy to be able to participate in such a grand martial arts event when he was a lot of age.

"What is more than 100 million enough for? Let's do it," Qian Chen thought for a while and asked, "Are there any secondary vocational schools in the outer suburbs that have closed down? If the school buildings are in good condition..."

"That's too expensive, we can't afford it." Sun Kuijian is also considering relocating recently.

Therefore, there are various studies on the places that can be rented in large suburbs.

Since 2011, secondary vocational colleges all over the country have been gradually replaced by higher vocational colleges, and those that were replaced naturally closed down.

"You don't need to worry about the price. I recently met a local tyrant, and they will donate to us." The local tyrant Qian Chen was talking about was actually himself.

He personally doesn't have that much money.

But his system has it.

The system has too much money that can be used for charity, not only the 2.5 million in the last wave of krypton gold, but also the money given to the system by several recent scientific research projects, which can also be used for charity, about 3.5 [-] million.

This money has nothing to do with him, Qian Chen.

It must be used for charity, otherwise it can only rot there.

There are many people who need money in this world, but it is not easy to distribute it in the name of charity.

Wang Youji was almost exhausted like Wang Wuji, and he hadn't finished spending the money given to him last time.

He has no one under his command now. In addition to cooperating with the people sent by the Zheng government, he has also formed a team of dozens of people, but this career is full of temptations. , and finally kicked out of the team.

If all the [-] million were thrown to Brother Ji, Qian Chen suspected that he would go into shock.

In order not to give Brother Ji artificial respiration, Qian Chen had to think of other ways to do charity.

It would be nice to donate land and school buildings to training classes.

This is not a card bug.

Dongchen Martial Arts Training School is a secondary vocational technical college with complete qualifications, and is fully qualified to accept charitable donations from the outside world.

It's just the donated land and school buildings, which belong to the training class and have nothing to do with him, Qian Chen.

Even if it is demolished in the future, it will not benefit him.

"If you want to put it this way, I have indeed met a few, big and small, but at that time I only asked about the rent, not about the business. Poverty limited my imagination and the scope of topics." Sun Kuijian had a snack itch.

If there is really a big local tyrant who can donate a base to the training class, then there is no need to toss about it.

Fortunately, the students often go out to pick up jobs, otherwise the current place would not be able to accommodate them.

"Where are they all?" Qian Chen asked.

There are various maps in the Juyi Hall—I don't know what is so important about hanging maps in this place, so Qian Chen asked Sun Kuijian to point out the directions.

Sun Kuijian pointed to several places.

This old man is so dedicated, he probably traveled all over the suburbs of the capital.

He only knows that there are five or six secondary vocational schools that are going to close down, but he doesn’t know whether the property owners of these plots are willing to transfer them—there is a high probability that they will, because you can’t use educational land for commercial development, let alone expect Can house.

"What kind of school is this place?" Qian Chen's eyes lit up when he saw a place.

"I can't remember the name. It seems to be Zhenhua Computer College. The boss is from Lu Province. He is from my hometown, so we drank tea and chatted for two hours. His school just opened for a few years and he couldn't receive any money. I'm a student now." Sun Kuijian explained, he didn't understand why Qian Chen took this at a glance.

"It shouldn't be, computers should be very popular." Qian Chen didn't understand.

"Maybe it's bad luck. Too many bad things have happened. His place is a bit big, with a size of about [-] mu. The buildings are very new. Now he rents it out to others as a warehouse, because it is an educational land, so Renting is a bit unconventional, so I asked me if I want to rent it to run a school, we can't afford it..." Sun Kuijian was very tempted, but he was not willing.

"You can ask him to come over and have a talk, and if it is suitable, we will buy it."

Anyway, it's not spending his own money, Qian Chen doesn't feel bad at all.

Most importantly, this place...

It's very close to Anxi's house!

(End of this chapter)