As promised, Xiao Xianrou, will you play the suona in the haunted house?

Chapter 152 Lei Datou and the science fiction dream of the alms master

"Have you eaten? When you're done, I'll take you somewhere later!"

"Where?"

Yang Sisi wiped her mouth and asked a little embarrassedly.

"You'll know when we get there later. I'll give you half an hour to clean it up. We won't wait until it's overdue!"

Weekend gave Yang Sisi a mysterious smile, showing off.

"Hey, so mysterious!"

Yang Sisi curled her lips, but the woman's curiosity forced her to lower her head and snorted: "I want to see what you are planning to do."

"Meet you in the lobby downstairs in half an hour!"

After saying that, he drove Yang Sisi back to his room on the weekend.

However, Yang Sisi only let the weekend wait for 25 minutes before she appeared in front of the weekend with a completely new look.

"How about it?"

Yang Sisi's condition today is much better than when she saw her last weekend, and she has returned to her former bright and charming self.

"Why are you dressed so beautifully? I'm not taking you on a date."

Weekend looked at Yang Sisi from beginning to end, frowned and said, "Forget it, time is running out, let's just leave it at that!"

Yang Sisi was gnashing her teeth on the spot, and her fists clenched loudly.

You want to be angry, but he is praising himself again.

"You should be sure of where we are going!"

Yang Sisi chased after him and asked uncontrollably.

"Don't worry, you will know when you get there."

Weekend Xiaoxiao just didn’t tell him the answer, and he refused to say it until he got in the car, deliberately holding it back from him.

Yang Sisi had no choice but to turn her head to the side angrily.

Ten minutes later, the weekend car stopped at the entrance of Puhai Drama Academy.

"What are we doing here?"

Although Yang Sisi was asking a question, he probably already guessed the intention of bringing her here on the weekend.

"Didn't you say that the directors we found in Yanjing are not willing to shoot this movie? Then we won't ask for help and will find someone to shoot it ourselves."

"I don't believe that without Butcher Zhang, we can't eat pigs with hair on them."

Although he has the director skills drawn from the system during the weekend, he still needs an assistant director to be his tool.

Directors who are somewhat famous are definitely not willing to work on weekends, so they can only choose from newcomers.

Puhai Drama students graduated from the directing department, and they also graduated from a professional class. There is no problem in being a tool man.

"But... if we hire a new director to shoot it, can we get the effect we want?"

Yang Sisi knew in her heart that the weekend was probably for her own good, and she didn't want her to hit a wall again.

But I am still a little worried about the ability of the new director. After all, this is the first film of my studio.

"Don't worry, there's still me!"

Weekend smiled at Yang Sisi, looking confident.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you!" Yang Sisi glanced at the weekend and nodded heavily.

As the original author of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" over the weekend, he must have hoped that this movie would be successful even more than himself. Since he dared to bet, Yang Sisi also took the risk.

"Then let's go!"

After saying that, he casually pulled up a student at the school gate on the weekend and asked, "Classmate, are you a student at the film school?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Listening to this fluent Northeastern accent, Weekend noticed that the student he picked up was quite honest and honest. In addition, he also had another big feature, which was his big head.

"Classmate, it's like this. We want to find someone to help us take some pictures. We need someone who is more professional and has better skills. Do you know such a person?"

On the weekend, I originally thought that a blind cat met a dead mouse, but I didn't expect that this big-headed student gave him a little surprise.

"You are from the crew, right? You want to find an obedient director for filming, right?" The big-headed student showed a wise look in his eyes and said, "What a coincidence, I actually know one."

"Classmate, you have guessed this. Have your parents often told you that you have been smart since you were a child?"

I was amused over the weekend, and the big-headed student I randomly picked up was quite interesting and a wonderful person.

"You...how do you know?" It was probably the first time that the big-headed student saw someone praising himself for being smart, and he immediately had a good impression of the weekend.

"In our Puhai Drama Academy, it's hard to find anything else, but if you want to find someone to film a movie with, you just have to shout, and a lot of people will be willing to go with you. All you have to do is take care of two meals."

Puhai Drama Academy has countless students every year who become unemployed as soon as they graduate. Those who act can't get roles, and those who film can't get investment. Such people are not uncommon in drama schools.

When many film crews cannot find people, they will come to the school gate to recruit people. They are looking for a bargain. Graduates are cheaper than Hengdian walk-ins.

"By the way, my name is Lei Jiayin, which crew are you from?"

After the big-headed student finished speaking, he did not forget to introduce himself.

"Your name is Lei Jiayin?"

When I heard the self-introduction of the big head student on the weekend, I immediately looked at Lei Jiayin carefully.

Isn’t it a parallel world? Why are there people with the same name?
If you look closely, except for the long hair, it looks a bit like a replica of the actor of the same name on Earth.

"Yeah, do you want me to take out my ID card and show it to you?"

Lei Jiayin had to take out his pocket on the spot to prove his identity.

"No need, I believe you are Lei Jiayin." Weekend quickly stopped him and got down to business: "Didn't you say that you know a director? Can you take us to see him?"

"Sure, it doesn't matter. My senior brother can definitely meet your requirements. Moreover, he just graduated this year and I am worried that no one will ask him to film."

Lei Jiayin enthusiastically took the two of them on weekends to find the senior brother he talked about. Along the way, the bamboo tube shook out the bottom of his senior brother like beans.

A few minutes later, Lei Jiayin led the two of them to the entrance of the Puhai drama students' cafeteria and saw a small supermarket owner talking to the owner of the cafeteria.

"Boss, I'm going to make the best science fiction movie in China. If you invest some money, you can make a lot of money in the future!"

"Come on, come on, do you have any serious illness? I have been working in the drama school for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen someone come to me to attract investment to open a supermarket."

"Isn't this also to give back to my alma mater? Trust me, I will definitely make more money in the future. It will be more than if you opened a supermarket."

Yang Sisi was dumbfounded. Is it so difficult for new directors nowadays? If they want to make something, they have to find a small supermarket owner to get investment.

Is this reliable?

After all, "Ghost Blowing Out the Lamp" is a movie with a budget of less than 5000 million yuan. When it is handed over to a new director, she always feels a little uneasy.

"Brother...here it is!"

Lei Jiayin shouted and waved to the mature man with a little beard at the door of the cafeteria.

"Big head, why are you here?"

Lei Jiayin's senior brother heard someone calling him, turned around and saw it was Lei Jiayin, and walked over.

"Brother, didn't I come to introduce you to work?"

Lei Jiayin gave a silly smile to his senior brother, and then turned around to introduce him to Weekend and Yang Sisi: "This is my senior brother Guo Fan... By the way, I don't know your names yet, which crew are you from?" Guo Fan didn't know. He gave Lei Jiayin an angry look, wondering how could such a shrewd person like him meet such a precious guy like Lei Jiayin.

"My name is Weekend, hello." After Weekend finished speaking, he looked at Lei Jiayin's senior brother with interest and asked, "Your name is Guo Fan?"

This trip to the Drama School was really worth it, and I encountered surprises one after another.

"That's right, my name is Guo Fan!" Guo Fan nodded, looked at Weekend and frowned and muttered: "Weekend? I seem to have heard this name somewhere, but I can't remember it."

Seeing that he couldn't remember it, Guo Fan simply didn't bother to think about it anymore, and quickly asked: "By the way, you haven't said which crew you are from, why do you want to see me?"

"You said our crew hasn't been established yet."

As soon as Weekend finished speaking, Guo Fan's face suddenly fell, and he turned around and was about to leave.

"Nima, what do you mean, are you playing monkey?"

Lei Jiayin's face darkened and he started shouting loudly.

"Don't worry, don't you want to know how much our initial investment is?" Weekend was not angry and said calmly.

"how much is it?"

Lei Jiayin blurted out and asked.

"The initial estimate is 5000 million!"

It wasn't loud on weekends, but it was enough for the two of them to hear clearly.

When Lei Jiayin heard this number, his eyes immediately widened and his mouth was so surprised that he could stuff an egg into it.

Guo Fan, who had just walked not far, suddenly stumbled, almost losing his balance and swaying.

"How many did you say?"

"5000 million!"

After Lei Jiayin confirmed with Weekend again, everyone was shocked.

"What's the matter with you, Datou? Don't you know how to be polite to your guests?"

Guo Fan immediately performed his unique Sichuan Opera face-changing technique and turned around to greet him with a smile.

It was 5000 million as soon as he opened his mouth. This is a big fish. If you scrape some money from him, it would be enough to film your own movie.

what?
You said you wouldn’t give up for five buckets of rice?
Are you kidding? Let alone five buckets of rice, we will give up after one bucket of rice.

"Can we talk now?"

Weekend looked at Guo Fan with a smile and said with a half-smile.

"Of course, I originally wanted to go back and change into more formal clothes first, but I see that my brother is also a casual person, so he is very particular!"

Guo Fan is as thick-skinned as a city wall, and he doesn't even have a rough idea when telling lies.

"Okay, let's find a quiet place and sit down and talk."

Weekend laughed in his heart, if he believed what he said, then he would be a ghost.

"No problem, I know a cafe is nearby and the environment is quite quiet. I will take you there."

After Guo Fan finished speaking, he led the two of them to the front, and Lei Jiayin followed behind.

The coffee shop Guo Fan mentioned is located in Puhai Drama Academy. Although the decoration is not gorgeous, it has booths and is relatively quiet, suitable for talking about things.

"If you want something to drink, I'll treat you to this meal!"

Guo Fan said generously that he had spent a lot of money just to get the wool.

After placing the order, as soon as the waiter left, Guo Fan eagerly took out a thick stack of scripts and handed them to Zhou Xing.

"Mr. Zhou, what do you think of Chinese science fiction movies?"

As expected of a person who would be nicknamed the Master of Alchemy in the future, as soon as he sat down, Guo Fan began to prepare for deception.

Weekend smiled and played tricks in front of the master of tricks. He was playing tricks in front of Guan Gong, and he was playing tricks on his own.

"I feel that although Chinese science fiction movies started late and developed slowly, as long as we continue step by step, our own Chinese science fiction movies will appear sooner or later."

"But compared to the technical aspects, the most important thing is the lack of original and excellent science fiction works."

When I was writing "Ghost Blows Out the Lantern" on the weekend, I discovered that there are fewer Chinese science fiction works in Blue Star than on Earth.

At least China on Earth once produced a Liu, with science fiction works like "The Three-Body Problem" that everyone is familiar with.

"The reasons mentioned by Brother Zhou do exist, but I think the most important reason is that there was no first person to eat the crab."

As Guo Fan spoke, he began to show his fox tail, using his eloquent words to the fullest, alluding to the weekend: "I wonder, Brother Zhou, do you have any ideas about being the first to eat crabs?" People?"

"what do you mean?"

I laugh in my heart over the weekend, fooling around, and you keep fooling around.

"I want to make a science fiction movie that will impress all Chinese people and even the whole world?"

Although Guo Fan is suspected of cheating, his eyes reveal a very sincere look when he mentions the words "science fiction movie". Only at this time, he should be the real him.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Fan began to try to describe the science fiction blueprint in his mind to the weekend, and he talked for more than half an hour.

Guo Fan originally thought that weekend would be boring, but what surprised him was that not only did weekend listen carefully, but he would also occasionally put forward some opinions.

More importantly, the opinions put forward over the weekend were even a bit inspiring to Guo Fan. Terms such as two-way foil and the law of the cosmic forest simply made him feel suddenly enlightened.

After a conversation, Guo Fan felt like he had met so late and had found a close friend.

"Let's make a long story short, how much do you think it would cost to make it look like this?"

Weekend chuckled, looked at Guo Fan and asked.

"Maybe tens of millions!"

Guo Fan was not embarrassed at all and said shamelessly.

Even Yang Sisi couldn't help but widen her eyes, thinking that Guo Fan was probably a lunatic. He dared to ask for tens of millions of investments when they first met.

However, what surprised Yang Sisi was that there seemed to be no accidents during the weekend, and she looked at Guo Fan with a very calm expression.

"Well, if it's too much, 3000 million is not a problem... 2000 million, 2000 million is the minimum!"

Seeing that Guo Fan had not spoken during the weekend, he began to bargain step by step.

However, what surprised Guo Fan was that he suddenly laughed on the weekend, shook his head and said, "Too little."

"What did you say?"

Guo Fan almost thought he heard wrongly and looked at Zhou Xing in shock.

"I said that I want to make a Chinese science fiction film that will impress the whole world. This amount of money is too little. I think it will cost at least [-] million, otherwise you won't be able to get the effect you want."

Although I didn't pay attention to the production cost of Guo Fan's "The Wandering Earth" in his previous life, it was definitely more than tens of millions.

"but……"

Guo Fan paused when he heard the weekend, and his heart suddenly got stuck in his throat as soon as he mentioned it. He quickly asked: "But what?"

"But I think it's not the right time yet. With your current ability and experience, you still can't get the effect you want."

"So, if you are willing, you can come to us first to gain some experience. Although our film is not a science fiction film, it also uses a lot of special effects, which just allows you to learn from others."

Looking at the smile on Zhou Xing's lips, Guo Fan frowned. He always felt that something was wrong. He was obviously the one who was deceived. Why did he seem to be the one who was deceived now?

(End of this chapter)