China Entertainment 2000.

Chapter 6 A small profit

"Brother, do you still have the concert tickets?"

"I bought the 160 ticket for 500."

"Do you still have the 260 yuan ticket? The one I just bought fell into the toilet."

Jiang Liu, who was leaning on a lamppost in the square, was fanning himself with his right hand while responding to many customers: "Sorry, all of them are gone."

As early as 10 minutes ago, all the concert tickets he had were sold out. If the person who just found them too expensive came again, Jiang Liu could only laugh.

He hasn't left yet, he is waiting for Yan Liang.

Yan Liang is thin-skinned and behaves like a thief. Jiang Liu warns him to run away at any time, which makes him even more frightened.

Jiang Liu found Yan Liang for the first time. This guy was squatting by the wall and timidly asking the girls passing by, "Do you want a ticket? Do you want a ticket?" Those who didn't understand thought he was selling himself.

Jiang Liu had experience in selling tickets and knew that no one was catching him, so he asked Yan Liang to boldly go to the crowd to sell tickets openly, which accelerated Yan Liang's ticket sales.

After waiting for half an hour, the concert had started, and Yan Liang finally found Jiangliu under the street lamp with a flushed face.

Yan Liang excitedly hit Jiangliu: "Happy!"

Jiang Liuxiao asked: "About how much did you earn?"

"It should be less than [-]." After Yan Liang told the number excitedly, he asked: "How much did you earn?"

"I didn't take a closer look, but it's around 1."

Jiang Liu was very satisfied with this result. In just a few days, he made twice as much profit as his principal, which was a huge profit.

"Let's go back to the hotel and grab something to eat on the way. I don't know if any restaurants will be open tomorrow, New Year's Eve."

Yan Liang asked, "I wonder if any stores in Zhongguancun will be open."

"Damn it, you're not going to buy a camera now, are you?"

Yan Liang has been thinking about one thing. He wants to buy a Sony DCR-VX1995 handheld camera produced by Sony in 1000. This camera is a treasure that Yan Liang never forgets.

Yan Liang had no money in the past and kept thinking about it.

Now that I have money in my pocket, I want to realize my wish immediately.

"If you really want to buy something, go check it out. In addition to Zhongguancun, there should be some big shopping malls." Jiang Liulai discouraged Yan Liang, since he didn't have to spend money anyway.

Jiang Liu was willing to accompany him for a while, so Yan Liang immediately stopped the car and rushed to Zhongguancun at lightning speed.

Yan Liang was just lucky. He took a trip around Zhongguancun and found a store that was open and also sold DCR-VX1000.

After some haggling with the boss, Yan Liang successfully purchased the machine for NT$2 and paid back all the money he earned that night, plus a NT$5 discount.

Fortunately, I also got a beloved thing and fulfilled a wish.

"Liu'er, remember what I told you about Yongcheng Railway Station?" In the car back to the hotel, Yan Liang asked Jiang Liu, who was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

Jiang Liulan recalled and asked, "What happened?"

"The matter of a group of homeless beggars at Yongcheng Railway Station."

"I'm a little impressed. What's wrong?"

Jiang Liu remembered what Yan Liang had said. Yan Liang was from Yongcheng, Shaanxi Province. Every time he went back to school during holidays, he would board the train at Yongcheng Railway Station.

Over time, Yan Liang discovered a group of special people at Yongcheng Railway Station.

This group of people are beggars and occasionally pickpockets. In order to survive, they often rummage through the garbage bins of train stations for food.

These are not the main points. The main point is that many individuals in this group are underage, and the youngest ones are even only eight or nine years old.

Yan Liangxue's photography can't be called a photographer yet, but he wants to have a deeper understanding and explore the stories behind the group of people at the train station.

This idea has been around for two years. There was no technology or machines before.

Yan Liang is different now. He needs skills, a camera, and a ready-made director by his side.Jiang Liu looked at Yan Liang: "Don't you want to go back to Yongcheng now?"

Yan Liang rubbed his face: "I didn't think about it at first, but as soon as you said it, I couldn't help but want to go back immediately and use this camera to record a story that may never be known."

"There are so many tragic things that have not been recorded. Are you too busy to come over here?" Jiang Liu retorted.

"What I can't touch has nothing to do with me. Just tell me whether those people in Yongcheng are worth exploring."

"I'm not interested at all. This kind of film won't make any money, and it won't get off the ground."

Jiang Liu is telling the truth. In recent years, he has only made movies for money. He has no chance of making any artistic films, genre films, or documentaries.

Moreover, Jiang Liu would not even be involved in movies in a short period of time if there were no special circumstances.

In 1999, the Chinese New Year, the national movie box office was 8.5 million, the distribution revenue was 3.5 million, and there were 342 million screenings throughout the year, including non-Chinese-language films and Hong Kong films.

Who dares to make a movie with this movie data for the whole year?

No matter how awesome Jiang Liu is, his actions must be consistent with the actual situation and the laws of the times.

Bringing movies with a box office worth billions in later generations to be as big a box office hit as they were in the 2000s is the plot of a Shuangwen novel.

Jiang Liu's personal plan is to work in the TV drama industry for two years and save some money. After two years, he will try his best and then he will have start-up capital.

Hearing Jiang Liu talk about money again, Yan Liang seemed impatient: "Why are you talking about money now?"

Jiang Liu choked and said, "You have never tasted the feeling of being forced by money to the point where life is worse than death."

Yan Liang had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and said, "You don't have to spend a penny. Just come with me and I'll ask you to be the director."

"It's freezing cold. How are you sure those people are still at Yongcheng Railway Station? They might have frozen to death long ago."

Jiang Liu's cold-blooded and extremely cold words almost shocked Yan Liang, "If that's the case, I'll be unlucky. If you make the film for me, all the food, drink, accommodation and food for this trip will be mine." Yan Liang's expression became cold.

"Go upstairs and pack your things." Jiang Liu smacked his lips and said with illusive eyes.

The crew was on vacation, and there were a lot less lights in the hotel. The two of them entered the room in the dark and packed a few thick clothes.

Before leaving, Jiang Liu asked the hotel owner for needlework.

The bank was on holiday, so he had to sew most of his money into the inner pocket of his green coat just in case when he was out.

People in this era had a strong sense of ruralism and the Chinese New Year atmosphere was so intense that there were only a few pedestrians in the huge city in the middle of the night. Jiang Liu and the two walked a long way before they found a rental car.

When we arrived at the train station, it was another scene.

The Capital Railway Station is bustling with people in the middle of the night.

The foreigners who are eager to return home and the people who welcome their relatives back home eagerly look at the trains entering the station one after another.

Ticket sales had stopped long ago. When Jiang Liu and the two saw the train bound for Yongcheng, they followed the crowd and crowded upwards. They could only get on the train first and then pay for their tickets.

Amidst the voices of "What's more, what's more, what's more," the train slowly drove from north to southwest. Jiang Liu wrapped himself in a green coat, hugged the tripod to his chest and closed his eyes.

He was very much like Zhao Zilong on the Changban Slope that day, rushing left and right in the crowd, feeling happy at first and then sad, he was exhausted.

Yan Liang originally wanted to talk to Jiang Liu about how to record the stories of that group of people, but when he saw Jiang Liu fell asleep, he observed the passengers in the carriage without interest.

I don't know how long I slept. When I woke up, Jiang Liu became energetic again and had to start thinking about this unexpected journey.

It's okay to accompany him on a trip. He was most afraid that Yan Liang would go too far and trick him invisibly.

In the 2000s, it was no joke to use cameras to capture some things that were not there and to blame them for what some people considered to be bad.

The domestic disaster caused by this was first Tian Zhuangzhuang and then Jiang Wen. The two great directors were banned from directing for five years one after another.

Jiang Liu is not famous, but there are probably people who are willing to use him to scare the monkeys.

(End of this chapter)