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Chapter 771 Leading by Example
The shooting on that day went very smoothly after the father-son emotional scene was finished.

The next day, Li Mu and Guo Fan led the crew to different places to add some shots. The actors basically followed Li Mu, and Guo Fan was mainly responsible for the location shooting.

Just at this time, news came from the industry that Cheng Long's vehicle was swept into a mudslide when it was filming on location due to a mountain torrent.

This was indeed big news. Li Mu also learned about it from an industry insider and immediately made a phone call.

"Director Li, hey, it's okay." Cheng Long's voice seemed a little tired. "Our luck was indeed a bit bad. We encountered a sudden mountain flood. All the vehicles of the crew were stuck in the mudslide. Fortunately, no one was injured."

"Are you out safely?"

"Well, the Hooker team rushed to the scene as soon as they heard the news and helped us tow the car out, and we finally got out of danger. Our work is full of unexpected events, so Director Li, you should also pay more attention."

Cheng Long is old now, and after having a near-death experience, he is filled with emotion.

"Okay, then I won't disturb your rest." After learning that nothing was wrong, Li Mu said a few more words and hung up the phone.

I guess I met Cheng Long at night. He must have been busy all night. The fact that he can still answer the phone proves that he hasn't slept yet. It's better not to disturb him.

Li Mu thought about it and made a special phone call to remind Guo Fan to pay more attention to safety.

Because some of the locations where we filmed were not particularly safe.

"Dad, when will you come?" At night, the little boy held the phone in his little hands, looked at Li Mu on the screen, and said in a baby voice.

Li Mu felt that after hearing these words, all the fatigue of the day seemed to be swept away.

"It's almost there, just stretch out your hand like this." Li Mu commanded with a smile.

"Oh!" As soon as the little boy stretched out his hand, his other hand couldn't hold the phone at all and it fell to the ground with a clang.

"Ah, Dad, it fell."

"It was the phone that fell, not Dad." Liu Yifei smiled and had to help by picking up the phone on the ground and placing it in front of the little bun.

"Look at your fingers. Every time we video chat, you bend one finger like dad does. When your hand is clenched into a fist, dad will be back."

Li Mu demonstrated it to Xiao Baozi.

"Really?" the little boy said excitedly, his little face full of smiles.

"That must be true. You go first today..." Li Mu didn't finish his words before the screen went black and the WeChat dialog box showed "Call duration 05:02".

"Uh, did I press the wrong button?" Li Mu was a little confused.

At this time, in the imperial capital, in the hall with warm lights.

The little bun was pointing at the phone in front of him excitedly and yelling to Liu Yifei, "Mom, press the button for me, Dad is coming."

"Forehead"

Liu Yifei was at a loss for words, but she had no idea what to do. She could only follow Xiao Baozi's instructions and dial the number.

The moment he saw Li Mu, the little bun looked at Li Mu happily and counted on his fingers.

"Yeah, that's right." Li Mu didn't know what was going on. He was about to say that the little bun was really smart, but the screen returned to the chat window again.

At the same time, the little bun was looking at Liu Yifei expectantly.

"Hahaha, I can't take it anymore. My stomach is going to hurt from laughing." Liu Yifei held her stomach and laughed.

"What's wrong?" Li's mother, who was just about to get some fruit to eat, asked when she saw this.

"Yes, Amu promised little Baozi." Liu Yifei briefly explained it to Li's mother, who couldn't help but laugh.

"The little bun is so smart." Mother Li leaned over and kissed the little bun.

Liu Yifei still followed Xiao Baozi's instructions and called Li Mu's WeChat video again.

This time, no matter how dumb Li Mu was, he knew what was going on. Seeing the little boy bending his second finger excitedly, Li Mu couldn't help but stroke his forehead.

This time, the little bun was about to press the red button but was stopped by Liu Yifei.

Li Mu finally had time to explain to the little boy, but the little boy immediately looked at Li Mu aggrieved, and it seemed as if his tears were about to burst out at any moment.

Li Mu had to persuade the little boy with all his might, but he counted today's two fingers, so there were only three days left.

"Is that enough time?" Liu Yifei asked worriedly.

"Not enough!" Li Mu smiled and shook his head.

"What about you?" Liu Yifei looked at the little bun who was playing with Ala and asked.

"Since we have promised the little bun, we must not break our promise. We must demand this of ourselves so that we can educate her." Li Mu said with a faint smile as he looked at the little bun and Ala playing on the screen.

A promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Don’t make promises easily if you can’t keep them.

Once you make a promise, you must do everything you can to fulfill it. This is also the principle of Li Mu's education.

Although I have to sacrifice some rest time, I still have to catch up with the progress, be a little tired, and give the crew half a day off.
"Thank you for your hard work." Liu Yifei's eyes were full of heartache.

"It's okay. Educating children and setting a good example is the basic premise. I don't want Xiao Baozi to become a person who makes blind promises in the future." Although Xiao Baozi is still young at this time, the impact of everything is formed gradually, and some things in memory will slowly affect people.

"Director Li, hey, it's okay to talk about this. We have been working together for a long time. It's just a matter of catching up. It's not a big deal at all."

Li Mu also talked to the crew the next day.

"Sorry, sorry. I made a promise to the kid. I'll give him half a day off two days later. I'll fly back after I finish dealing with things and take care of the final details."

Li Mu gave red envelopes to everyone one by one. Although it was not necessary, sometimes the more gifts, the better.

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"Director Li is really good to his children. He even went back for such a small matter."

"Oh, I remembered that bastard of mine. I did promise him a lot of things, but I didn't fulfill them. I don't know what he was thinking."

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In the second weekend, on Friday, "The Richest Tomato" rose again to over 1.5 million, closing in 1.7 million, and seemed very close to 20 billion.

Having earned 1.7 million yuan at the box office for two consecutive days, "The Richest Tomato" remains as strong as ever, and no one can stop it during its schedule.

The next movie scheduled for release is still produced by Mengying Media, Huang Bo's "A Good Show".

However, the industry is in no mood to think about these things at this time, as the tax earthquake has implicated almost every company.

Some people handle it quickly, but others are left with a mountain of debt.

In the past few days, Li Mu has heard rumors that several film and television promotion companies in the industry are going to go bankrupt.

It’s just that the statement of “one size fits all film and television studios” and the characterization of “zero cost for screenwriter studios” have aroused great concern in the industry and strong backlash from the screenwriter community.

After all, although writers and screenwriters have higher one-time incomes than the working class, considering the efforts of screenwriters and writers and the hidden costs of their work, the low survival rate of projects, the short career life cycle, and the difficulty in having effective living security for the second half of their lives, this income is really a drop in the bucket.

High taxes really force people to change careers, and may even be the last straw that breaks the camel's back for the screenwriter industry.

Moreover, the screenwriting industry has certain particularities. Many screenwriters may take several years to complete a work. If they are taxed the same way as those who have annual or monthly income, it would obviously be unfair to screenwriters.

“Isn’t typing physically demanding? Have you ever experienced the pain of cramps in your fingers, calluses on your palms, twisted spines, and eczema all over your body?
Have you ever experienced the problems of stiff neck, swollen and painful eyes, hair loss, hemorrhoids, and prostatitis?

Do you have day and night reversed? Are you nervous? Do you think you can write a script just by sitting in front of the computer and playing around? Mental labor does not count as labor, and physical labor does not count as labor, so screenwriting becomes zero cost, right? "

“Although screenwriters’ work is not a nine-to-five job, it means that screenwriters have no holidays and work day and night.

The cycle of a script can be as short as one year and as long as three or four years, and there are also cases of seven, eight, or even ten years. There is no basic salary, no social security, and all five insurances and one fund are borne by the individual. The health risks are high, the work intensity is high, and to a certain extent, it is a job that depends on youth. At the current level of staying up late, you probably won't be able to endure it until you are in your forties.

It is almost like using your life and health to overdraw your wealth for the rest of your life."

Many screenwriters spoke angrily.

"Let Sister Na suggest that they send a representative to collect some opinions to facilitate the research of relevant departments. The screenwriter is indeed not applicable here."

When Li Mu talked about this with Ning Hao, he also gave a suggestion.

After all, Ning Hao has a professional screenwriter in his family, and this industry really cannot withstand such a one-size-fits-all approach.

"Thinking about my days as a screenwriter, it's really hard." Ning Hao nodded and said, "We should react, otherwise our screenwriting industry will be ruined."

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Late at night, Li Mu took a look at the flight time for tomorrow afternoon and memorized it silently in his mind.

Because the little bun has already bent his fourth finger tonight, and tomorrow it will be the fifth finger.

The next day, early in the morning, the crew started work as usual. It could have finished tomorrow, but it had to be postponed for a day and would only be completed the day after tomorrow.

In the afternoon, Li Mu gave the crew half a day off and flew back to the capital.

After dinner, the little boy kept looking at Liu Yifei expectantly. However, his two little feet were too short to touch the ground and could only dangle in the air.

There was also Ala lying next to the stool to keep him company.

But now Ala has grown a lot and can't stay under the stool like before.

"Mom, I want to call Dad!" The little boy pouted and seemed to be able to act like a spoiled child naturally.

Liu Yifei was about to say wait when she saw a message in the WeChat chat window. It was from Li Mu. She quickly opened it and took a look, then said with a smile:

"Then mom will call."

"Good duck, good duck." The little bun's big eyes were filled with happy smiles, and his hands couldn't help but clap.

Liu Yifei didn't waste any time and directly dialed Li Mu's video call, which was connected very smoothly.

"father!"

The little Baozi touched the ground lightly with one of his feet, and then stepped on it with the other foot. He got down from the stool and shouted to Li Mu in the video.
(End of this chapter)