Actor he doesn't want to be a eunuch

Chapter 1046 Small fish can't make big waves (seeking monthly ticket)

Dig a hole and bury some soil, count one, two, three, four, five.

The current Martial Artists Association is probably in a similar situation. The Xiangjiang Film Association is too busy to take care of itself. Many of the gold-medal supporting roles that everyone often watched on the screen in the past have left to fend for themselves.

There is simply no energy to manage the life and death of this subordinate organization.

Of course, the Martial Artists Association has indeed been brilliant, or the profession of Dragon and Tiger Martial Artists has been brilliant.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the 90s and [-]s of the [-]th century, the Hong Kong action movies carried out by martial artists through selfless struggle-enough to rival Hollywood action movies.

"If you are [-]% sure, dare to go up, if you are [-]% sure, try it", "If you can jump into the water from the eighth floor, I can jump into the sea of ​​fire from the ninth floor", "Never say no", "Dead Just change it"...

This group of behind-the-scenes heroes fought for survival, but also created many miracles.

However, in fact, martial arts masters are only working hard at the bottom, and there are very few opportunities to develop into martial arts instructors or protagonists.

The vast majority of people dedicated their youth with no name. After working as the lowest-level martial arts masters for a few years or more than ten years, they left or retired with injuries.

And those who are unwilling to leave, or cannot accept that kind of psychological gap, rely on the Martial Artists Association to beg for food.

The president stuttered.

It is no exaggeration to say that Qian Jiale often had a nightmare, a group of old men surrounded him, baring their teeth, ready to feast on him.

As for why he didn't resign from this position, he still had to do it.

Naturally, it is because of interests.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, no matter what, there is still a mouthful of soup to drink.

If there is no Martial Artists Association, Qian Jiale is nothing. He is already so old, so it is impossible to be a substitute.

The king of stand-ins is also a stand-in.

He left the deepest screen impression on people, probably the Sarutobi Sun and Moon in "Swordsman: Undefeated in the East".

And with the status of the chairman, he can at least get in touch with various big projects, and it is not difficult to participate in the Wuzhi team.

Otherwise, Xiangjiang Wuzhi would not rank him at all.

"Brother Jiale, don't be joking. I'm not from Xiangjiang. What kind of Xiangjiang martial arts association should I join?" Qian Chen flatly refused.

Refuse to be rubbed resources.

Moreover, it's not just one or two people, such a large group of old men, no one can afford to support them.

Even if he has suitable resources in his hands, he will give priority to feeding them to the students of his martial arts school, the martial arts brothers in the mainland.

This world is full of eliminations everywhere.

What should be eliminated will be eliminated naturally.

Like Xiangjiang martial arts, or Xiangjiang movies, no matter how brilliant they were, with the rise of the mainland, they will be eliminated sooner or later.

"Qian Chen, you probably don't know your reputation in Xiangjiang. Whether it's the media, ordinary people, or practitioners in the entertainment industry, they all have a good impression of you. There is no difference between you and us Xiangjiang people. If you think Wronged, I will give you the position of vice president, no, you will be the president, and I will be your deputy, do you think this is okay?" Qian Jiale pressed on every step, and did not intend to give up easily.

"Even if you make me the emperor, I don't have the ability." However, Qian Chen was determined not to accept this hot potato.

Moreover, if he was asked to be the president and vice president of some kind, who knows if he is not sincere.

"You are a golden horse and a golden image martial finger. You have won the best martial arts three times. You are better than many martial arts of the older generation. Why belittle yourself." Qian Jiale was amused.

If anyone can save them, Qian Chen is the most likely.

Aunt Hua's big and small king, and Bernard's boss Yu, they can't do this.

"Zhen Kungfu and Brother Zhen won four Golden Statues, three Golden Horses, and two additional nominations. He must be better than me, and he has the resources of Hollywood, as well as Cheng Xiaodong Fanglong and other seniors, which one? No better than me, please don't praise me indiscriminately, if someone hears it, they will laugh out loud." Qian Chen easily defuses the opponent's attack.

"They are at your age..." Qian Jiale continued.

"You also know that I am young, and I really can't bear such a heavy burden. Brother Jiale, you—I admire you very much, and I am willing to be friends with you, but the Martial Artists Association is fine. I have so many brothers. It is unlikely to join other organizations." Qian Chen flatly refused.

And a tone that couldn't be discussed.

Qian Jiale was also a little at a loss, saying that giving up the position of president to Qian Chen was just a polite way of speaking, and there was no way to explain it to the Xiangjiang Film Association.

But the position of vice president is real.

The current vice president, Xu Zhongxin, has been making noises all day long about resigning, and he is indeed too old, so he should let him go back to live up to his old age.

However, Qian Chen didn't seem to care at all.

Totally dismissive.

And rolled his eyes at him.

"Look at these people, they used to shine for movies, but now they are old and useless, and they don't even have a living... You pity them and help them." Qian Jiale realized that it was impossible, and started Move with affection.

It's true that he meant to use the association to cover himself with gold, but he was indeed injustice for these martial arts, and he really pitied them.

Most people don't even pay insurance.

Forty or fifty, or even sixty, and still have to do odd jobs to get by.

Many people never get married or have a family.

In the past few years when Qian Jiale was the chairman, he has been running around for these people, begging for food from the Film Association and relevant departments, but he has been unable to change everyone's miserable situation.

"Brother Jiale, there are so many poor people, you have no way to take care of them all, we don't have the ability, you don't, and neither do I." Qian Chen advised him to be careful.

But it's not without purpose that he talks so much nonsense with Qian Jiale here.

Therefore, when Qian Jiale made a gesture to kneel down for him, he immediately supported him with quick eyesight and hands, then sighed and said: "Brother Jiale, you're really hurting me like this. I'm a junior. How can I bear your kneeling, in fact, I don't feel sorry for these martial arts seniors, you also know my attitude towards martial arts, it's just that manpower will eventually run out."

However, Qian Jiale could hear some hidden meanings in these words.

In other words, it is possible for others to take care of it, and they can do it, it just means whether they want to or not.

"Actually, I did my homework before I came to you, and I know your energy. Now you show me the way, what should I do, as long as these older generations of martial arts can survive, what do you want us to do?" , we all listen to you, even if we all come to the mainland to develop, we can join your martial arts school." Qian Jiale also said something heartfelt.

People are always selfish. I don't care if he has selfishness in saying this, but he is really trying to find a way for the old martial artist.

It's just that the method is too extreme and unrealistic.

"Don't, I'm not that cruel and leave my hometown when I'm old, but I welcome the martial arts association to bring senior martial artists to the mainland to develop, just like working. You are from Anhui Province. You go to Shanghai to work. You You are from Hebei Province and you go to the capital to work, there is no problem at all, Xiangjiang is also a family, Brother Jiale, are you right?" Qian Chen looked at Qian Jiale and asked.

"This...that's for sure." It's okay to listen to whoever feeds you.

"I know a friend, he may need your help with some work, but if he accepts this job, there is no room for regret, brother Jiale, you have to think clearly." Qian Chen took out a small card from his wallet. pieces of paper.

There is a simple personal name written on it, as well as a set of mobile phone numbers.

Qian Jiale looked at Qian Chen, then at the piece of paper, and suddenly felt the urge to turn around and run away.

Qian Chen didn't rush, just held the small piece of paper between his fingers, waiting for Qian Jiale to take it.

Qian Jiale also took it slowly.

At the beginning, he seemed to feel heavy, but soon he let out a long sigh of relief.

The smell of smoke made him cough a little.

He threw half of the cigarette on the ground and crushed it hard.

"You don't need to say anything to me, I'm just a messenger, and this matter has nothing to do with me." Qian Chen waved his hand, took two steps back, and added: "I will make a TV series next year, when you Bring some martial arts to work together, if anyone is willing to come and live here, they are also very welcome."

Without waiting for Qian Jiale to give him any response, he opened the door and got in the car.

"Why did his face become so white?" An Xi felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, and Qian Jiale's behavior was too abnormal.

"Anti-cold wax." Qian Chen replied smoothly.

"Nonsense." An Qian was amused. This was a script that Xu Ke brought over some time ago, and it contained similar lines—it was also found in novels and model plays.

"Wu You, drive." Qian Chen hugged her, kissed her forehead, and greeted the driver.

Wu You looked at Qian Jiale who was still standing on the side of the road, and slowly started the car.

"It's been quite chaotic over there recently. We have to be more careful when we go to filming. I'm afraid it will not be peaceful next year." Qian Chen said a few words with emotion, and then he didn't feel relieved.

He is just an actor, no matter how bad he is a scientific researcher, it has nothing to do with him anyway.

Moreover, small fish cannot make big waves.

Seeing that Qian Chen didn't intend to go into details, An Xi didn't ask any further questions, she definitely felt full of security with such a husband.

So we chatted about the upcoming Basha Charity Night.

In a few days, it will be another annual Charity Bazaar Night, but it is a pity that the show was overshadowed by the Dongchen Charity Dinner. It is really not as good as every year.

Moreover, Su Man is now focusing on "China Fashion".

There is no time to be a monster among a bunch of female stars.

But in any case, such a large-scale red carpet event in the entertainment industry that has already made a reputation and a brand will still attract many stars to participate.

It doesn't matter whether you do charity or not, taking beautiful photos is the most important thing.

"Are you still planning to auction the painting this year?" An Xi asked curiously. After living with Qian Chen, he naturally knew that Qian Chen was a person who didn't need to sleep too much.

Almost the exact opposite of her.

She has to sleep at least ten hours a day to get enough sleep and not get up angry.

Two to three hours is enough for Qian Chen.

And for these two or three hours, there may be an hour of exercise before going to bed.

Many times, after she was exhausted, she took a shower and fell asleep sleepily, but Qian Chen was full of energy to draw and write, even writing ten thousand words every day after she fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)