Actor he doesn't want to be a eunuch

Chapter 65 Snowflake or Budweiser?

In the afternoon, continue to shoot Qian Chen's big play.

Two men and one woman.

And some masked people.

It was very late again.

Fortunately, it's over.

Qian Chen's most important scenes have all ended.

There are also some scattered ones, which need to be taken slowly.

Qian Chen is a more talkative lead actor.

For some scenes where the group is missing and acting as a martial artist, he will also go straight to it without saying a word.

Nothing to lose anyway.

He doesn't even ask for money, even though his surname is Qian, and he is addicted to money.

This kind of small work can't pay much money.

On the contrary, it will leave a bad impression of being preoccupied.

It's better to sell favors.

In this way, even if he occasionally asks for leave, no one will say anything.

These reasons were given by Qian Chen to Brother Ji.

Brother Ji returned to the production set today, and seeing Qian Chen playing tricks on the production set, he felt that his value was too low.

The two found a barbecue stand after the crew finished work.

Ordered a bunch of skewers.

Boss please eat.

After hearing Qian Chen's reasons, Ji Ge can also accept:

"It's not impossible, it's just that you already have an identity now, being too casual will damage your reputation and affect future price negotiations."

"It's hard to talk about no work being released anyway," Qian Chen sighed, and asked, "When will "The Bullets Are Flying" be released?"

"I don't know over there. The three of you are still grinding. I guess it will be in the second half of next year." Brother Ji took a deep breath of the cigarette, and sighed:
"But this is also a good thing, maybe the quality will be better."

"Hehe, if that's the case, then Wang Jiawei's movie should be number one in the world." Qian Chen was delighted.

"Haha." Brother Ji also felt that there was nothing wrong with this logic.

He took out another cigarette.

He also handed one to Qian Chen.

"Don't spoil me. As a public figure, you can set an example. Even if you can't be a moral model, at least be positive." Qian Chen didn't intend to smoke.

He came here for two months, and gradually realized the influence of entertainment stars on the public.

During the Ming Dynasty, actors who looked like criminals became high-ranking figures here.

His speech and behavior are all imitated and sought after by children.

And if he wants to eat this bowl of rice, he will definitely follow the same path.

He can't help the kids like him.

After all, he is so handsome.

So, he decided to be a good example.

"Gude, I will also quit later. The "Sword Rain Jianghu" you are filming now, I hope it will be released sooner. The specifics depend on the editing and finalization."

Ji Ge put the cigarette back into the case and took out a document.

Pass it to Qian Chen.

Qian Chen wiped his hands with a tissue, and took the document: "So it's a contract, "It's not easy to go home during the Spring Festival", is it so straightforward?"

Brother Ji disagreed: "Although it is straightforward, it is appropriate. You don't even know how difficult it is to go home during the Spring Festival."

"It's another combination of producer and director, all from Xiangjiang."

"Inland capital."

"Why don't you find a mainland director?"

"Our mainland directors either only shoot big productions or win awards. How can Xiangjiang directors be so useful?"

"How many lines for my character?" His script lines were written on a thin sheet of paper.

It doesn't look like ten lines.

"Not a few words, just a small match, if you don't like it, I will reject it."

"Pull it down, no matter how young you are, as long as you give me money, we will take it."

Qian Chen patted the contract in his hand, knowing that Brother Ji was just joking, and the contract had already been signed.

2 yuan.

[-] will be given after the filming starts, and [-] will be given after the filming is finished.

"What about the dubbing?"

Qian Chen put away the documents and put them in the backpack next to him.

"Talk about two, one is "A Bag of Grandmasters". This one can only be matched after the filming is finished. It is up to you to decide whether to take it or not. You also know that Wang Jiawei is not easy to do."

"It's not for Liang Chaowei."

"I don't like small roles." Brother Ji also became arrogant.

"Wang Jiawei..." Qian Chen had a headache.

This old man is not easy to handle.

A nameless junior, who had sex twice, and still retreated unscathed, would have been upset if he had been.

"You two, if you order more than one hundred skewers, you will get a free salted edamame." The skewer owner beckoned them to get them by themselves.

Business is too good to be too busy.

Brother Ji went over and brought it over, and asked again: "Do you want to drink beer, Snowflake or Budweiser?"

"Budweiser."

"Boss, here is a box of snowflakes."

"Fuck, then you still have to ask a hammer." Qian Chen had never seen such a cheap manager.

"It's not that there is no chance for Wang Jiawei. When he can't deal with Zhang Caiwei, you can go and deal with her, and you can just put forward conditions at that time." Brother Ji gave an idea.

Qian Chen thought about it, it was really the case.

As long as we are still useful to Wang Jiawei, we don't have to worry that he won't be able to ask me.

Or face me.

Or face that bitch Zhang Caiwei.

"Didn't it mean that there was still one alive?"

I don't know it will be a year of the monkey after the filming of "A Bag of Grandmasters".

There is little money for dubbing, but the advantage is that you can use the trivial time. Sometimes there is no night show, and you can do it all night.

"Lin Chaoxian's "Informant", dubbed by Zhang Zhahui, [-], whether you can take it or not, I showed them a sample of your dubbing, and they were quite satisfied, and the price was not bad."

Zhang Zhahui.

Qian Chen did know that it was in the short movie he downloaded.

In "The Witness", which was released in 08, his acting skills surpassed that of Xie Tingfeng, who was higher than him.

"Okay, twelve thousand is enough." Qian Chen didn't dislike it.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if he sleeps a little less.

"I'll get it later." Brother Ji had to make another trip, not by car of course.

It costs thousands of dollars to drive postage.

He always takes the train.

And it's the cheapest hard seat.

"Is there any other work?" Qian Chen was not satisfied.

"Don't be in such a hurry. You have to film, become a martial artist, and perform on stage. Your schedule is full. Have you never thought about taking a break or falling in love?"

Ji Ge was a little confused.

"It's so full, it's boring to be idle."

How could Qian Chen rest.

If he rested, Haw would rest forever.

"What about the girlfriend?"

"Brother Ji, you are still a single dog at such a great age, what right do you have to say about me, I don't plan to find a girlfriend in a short time, don't worry."

It seems to be concerned, but it is actually a temptation.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that Ji Ge suddenly bent.

Celebrities get married, which has a great impact on their careers.

Even if you don't get married and your private life is too chaotic, it's a fatal blow to be caught by the opponent and exposed.

People are thoughtful.

How could Qian Chen not be aware of what he was eating.

Hearing what Qian Chen said, Brother Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and began to complain:
"I'm only 28 this year, isn't 28 too late to get married?"

"You're only 28?" Qian Chen was surprised.

"correct."

"I thought you were 38, you look a little...mature."

Ji Ge ignored Qian Chen and continued:
"My family keeps urging me to get married. I have to go on a blind date every New Year's Eve. I don't care about the blind date. There are all kinds of fools and dumbs. There are divorced children. I'm not saying that divorced people can't do it, but she also has a son, Dole. Even Gon can't settle things, why does my mother think I can."

What can Qian Chen say?

The average life expectancy of the Ming Dynasty was about 45 years old.

28 is almost ready to be a grandfather.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter 65 Snowflake or Budweiser?

In the afternoon, continue to shoot Qian Chen's big play.

Two men and one woman.

And some masked people.

It was very late again.

Fortunately, it's over.

Qian Chen's most important scenes have all ended.

There are also some scattered ones, which need to be taken slowly.

Qian Chen is a more talkative lead actor.

For some scenes where the group is missing and acting as a martial artist, he will also go straight to it without saying a word.

Nothing to lose anyway.

He doesn't even ask for money, even though his surname is Qian, and he is addicted to money.

This kind of small work can't pay much money.

On the contrary, it will leave a bad impression of being preoccupied.

It's better to sell favors.

In this way, even if he occasionally asks for leave, no one will say anything.

These reasons were given by Qian Chen to Brother Ji.

Brother Ji returned to the production set today, and seeing Qian Chen playing tricks on the production set, he felt that his value was too low.

The two found a barbecue stand after the crew finished work.

Ordered a bunch of skewers.

Boss please eat.

After hearing Qian Chen's reasons, Ji Ge can also accept:

"It's not impossible, it's just that you already have an identity now, being too casual will damage your reputation and affect future price negotiations."

"It's hard to talk about no work being released anyway," Qian Chen sighed, and asked, "When will "The Bullets Are Flying" be released?"

"I don't know over there. The three of you are still grinding. I guess it will be in the second half of next year." Brother Ji took a deep breath of the cigarette, and sighed:
"But this is also a good thing, maybe the quality will be better."

"Hehe, if that's the case, then Wang Jiawei's movie should be number one in the world." Qian Chen was delighted.

"Haha." Brother Ji also felt that there was nothing wrong with this logic.

He took out another cigarette.

He also handed one to Qian Chen.

"Don't spoil me. As a public figure, you can set an example. Even if you can't be a moral model, at least be positive." Qian Chen didn't intend to smoke.

He came here for two months, and gradually realized the influence of entertainment stars on the public.

During the Ming Dynasty, actors who looked like criminals became high-ranking figures here.

His speech and behavior are all imitated and sought after by children.

And if he wants to eat this bowl of rice, he will definitely follow the same path.

He can't help the kids like him.

After all, he is so handsome.

So, he decided to be a good example.

"Gude, I will also quit later. The "Sword Rain Jianghu" you are filming now, I hope it will be released sooner. The specifics depend on the editing and finalization."

Ji Ge put the cigarette back into the case and took out a document.

Pass it to Qian Chen.

Qian Chen wiped his hands with a tissue, and took the document: "So it's a contract, "It's not easy to go home during the Spring Festival", is it so straightforward?"

Brother Ji disagreed: "Although it is straightforward, it is appropriate. You don't even know how difficult it is to go home during the Spring Festival."

"It's another combination of producer and director, all from Xiangjiang."

"Inland capital."

"Why don't you find a mainland director?"

"Our mainland directors either only shoot big productions or win awards. How can Xiangjiang directors be so useful?"

"How many lines for my character?" His script lines were written on a thin sheet of paper.

It doesn't look like ten lines.

"Not a few words, just a small match, if you don't like it, I will reject it."

"Pull it down, no matter how young you are, as long as you give me money, we will take it."

Qian Chen patted the contract in his hand, knowing that Brother Ji was just joking, and the contract had already been signed.

2 yuan.

[-] will be given after the filming starts, and [-] will be given after the filming is finished.

"What about the dubbing?"

Qian Chen put away the documents and put them in the backpack next to him.

"Talk about two, one is "A Bag of Grandmasters". This one can only be matched after the filming is finished. It is up to you to decide whether to take it or not. You also know that Wang Jiawei is not easy to do."

"It's not for Liang Chaowei."

"I don't like small roles." Brother Ji also became arrogant.

"Wang Jiawei..." Qian Chen had a headache.

This old man is not easy to handle.

A nameless junior, who had sex twice, and still retreated unscathed, would have been upset if he had been.

"You two, if you order more than one hundred skewers, you will get a free salted edamame." The skewer owner beckoned them to get them by themselves.

Business is too good to be too busy.

Brother Ji went over and brought it over, and asked again: "Do you want to drink beer, Snowflake or Budweiser?"

"Budweiser."

"Boss, here is a box of snowflakes."

"Fuck, then you still have to ask a hammer." Qian Chen had never seen such a cheap manager.

"It's not that there is no chance for Wang Jiawei. When he can't deal with Zhang Caiwei, you can go and deal with her, and you can just put forward conditions at that time." Brother Ji gave an idea.

Qian Chen thought about it, it was really the case.

As long as we are still useful to Wang Jiawei, we don't have to worry that he won't be able to ask me.

Or face me.

Or face that bitch Zhang Caiwei.

"Didn't it mean that there was still one alive?"

I don't know it will be a year of the monkey after the filming of "A Bag of Grandmasters".

There is little money for dubbing, but the advantage is that you can use the trivial time. Sometimes there is no night show, and you can do it all night.

"Lin Chaoxian's "Informant", dubbed by Zhang Zhahui, [-], whether you can take it or not, I showed them a sample of your dubbing, and they were quite satisfied, and the price was not bad."

Zhang Zhahui.

Qian Chen did know that it was in the short movie he downloaded.

In "The Witness", which was released in 08, his acting skills surpassed that of Xie Tingfeng, who was higher than him.

"Okay, twelve thousand is enough." Qian Chen didn't dislike it.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if he sleeps a little less.

"I'll get it later." Brother Ji had to make another trip, not by car of course.

It costs thousands of dollars to drive postage.

He always takes the train.

And it's the cheapest hard seat.

"Is there any other work?" Qian Chen was not satisfied.

"Don't be in such a hurry. You have to film, become a martial artist, and perform on stage. Your schedule is full. Have you never thought about taking a break or falling in love?"

Ji Ge was a little confused.

"It's so full, it's boring to be idle."

How could Qian Chen rest.

If he rested, Haw would rest forever.

"What about the girlfriend?"

"Brother Ji, you are still a single dog at such a great age, what right do you have to say about me, I don't plan to find a girlfriend in a short time, don't worry."

It seems to be concerned, but it is actually a temptation.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that Ji Ge suddenly bent.

Celebrities get married, which has a great impact on their careers.

Even if you don't get married and your private life is too chaotic, it's a fatal blow to be caught by the opponent and exposed.

People are thoughtful.

How could Qian Chen not be aware of what he was eating.

Hearing what Qian Chen said, Brother Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and began to complain:
"I'm only 28 this year, isn't 28 too late to get married?"

"You're only 28?" Qian Chen was surprised.

"correct."

"I thought you were 38, you look a little...mature."

Ji Ge ignored Qian Chen and continued:
"My family keeps urging me to get married. I have to go on a blind date every New Year's Eve. I don't care about the blind date. There are all kinds of fools and dumbs. There are divorced children. I'm not saying that divorced people can't do it, but she also has a son, Dole. Even Gon can't settle things, why does my mother think I can."

What can Qian Chen say?

The average life expectancy of the Ming Dynasty was about 45 years old.

28 is almost ready to be a grandfather.

(End of this chapter)