During my years at China Entertainment

Chapter 9 Huang Baihe Script

It was late September, and Wei Jin had been studying music theory for ten days. He found a teacher from the music school to make up lessons every night.

I mainly study music theory because I am afraid that if I write a song, I will be slapped in the face in the future. The "Music Stitch Monster" in my previous life was beaten to death in various ways.

The first song of the Wei and Jin Dynasties had already been written and handed over to Shen Haobo to help register the copyright.

In addition, he has also been entrusted with registering the studio matters, and now we have to consider who to find to record the song.

In the afternoon, Wei Jin took a stroll on the Nortel campus. Looking at the girls coming and going, he couldn't help but sigh:
  "As expected, Nortel is a company that specializes in celebrities, and the girl's appearance is really hard to beat."

"Hey, what kind of thing is mixed in among a group of girls?"

"Holy crap, is this Huang Bai?"

Wei Jin thought in his mind that he was dozing off and met the pillow, so he walked forward quickly.

"Wait a minute, classmate."

"Handsome boy, did you call me?"

A girl with a visual score of about 80 points clearly looked like Wei Jin, with a shy look on her face.

"Uh, no, I called him."

Wei Jin was a little embarrassed, and then pointed at Huang Bai. At this time, Huang Bai had medium-long hair with a three-quarter length. If you didn't look at that face, he still had a somewhat artistic feel.

"Classmate, do you know me? Are you from our school too?"

Huang Bai looked at the handsome guy in front of him in confusion.

"I'm sorry, my name is Wei Jin, I majored in level 02 directing. Is it convenient for me to take you a little time?"

Wei Jin quickly identified himself, waved to Huang Bai, and apologized to the girl just now.

After the others had gone away, Wei Jin expressed his intention to Huang Bai.

"Is your name Huang Bai? I heard from other classmates that you used to be a singer?"

Wei Jin casually panicked, believing that Huang Bai would not ask for confirmation. At this time, Huang Bai was studying in the dubbing department of Nortel Vocational College.

"Oh? I used to go to bars and just make a living, not a singer."

Huang Bai waved his hands, looking humble.

In fact, Huang Bai was running in the South in the 90s, earning over yuan a month. If he didn't still have a dream of being an actor, he wouldn't have applied for Nortel several times.

"Too modest. That's right. I have some business cooperation that I would like to discuss with you. Would you like to have a cup of tea?"

Wei Jin opened his mouth to invite
  "."

Wen Zou Zou said this. Huang Bai really didn't know what the directing classmate in front of him wanted to do.

The two of them immediately left the school and found a teahouse nearby. After Wei Jin finished ordering, they started talking about business.

"That's it, I wrote a song and I'm going to ask you to sing it."

When Huang Bai heard this, everyone was stunned and quickly stopped:
  "Well, I'm not a professional singer, I'm just a wild guy."

"Don't worry, Brother Bo. This song is very simple. It doesn't require much singing skills. I'm not from the music industry, so just be a helper. The reward will not be small."

Wei Jin looked sincere

"Well, how about I take a look at the song first? I'm mainly worried that I'm not good enough and will miss your song in vain."

Huang Bai is worthy of being a representative of high emotional intelligence, and to put it bluntly, he is beautiful.

"Okay, Brother Bo, take a look first."

As Wei Jin spoke, he took out the lyrics and popular music from his bag.

Huang Bai took a look and looked up the lyrics of "Who Do You Love". After briefly browsing, he hummed to the song and said in deep thought:
  "This song, well, is very simple. The lyrics are simple and catchy."

In fact, it is just a song of saliva, Huang Bai is just not easy to disgrace this alumnus.

"Thirty thousand, just record it, and if you can find a distribution channel, add another twenty thousand."

After all, Wei Jin was not in the music industry and had no relevant connections, so he could only use money to clear the way.

Huang Bai was also shocked by the price. At present, an ordinary recording studio in Beijing only costs about a hundred yuan an hour.

How long does it take to record this simple song? What's more, there are channel fees. Money has been tight recently, so I agreed.

The two agreed that Huang Bai would have the right to sing, and the income from commercial performances would be divided 50-50. The copyright would belong to Wei Jin. The contract would be signed at the recording studio tomorrow.

After the business was done, the aroma of tea began to rise, and the two began to chat.

Huang Bai himself has rich experience and high emotional intelligence. Wei Jin has also been born in two generations and is determined to make friends with this future actor.

The two of them were like a thunderbolt that stirred up the fire in the earth. They were chatting passionately. They hated to meet each other so late. It didn't take long for them to start calling themselves brothers.

After bidding farewell to Huang Bai, Wei Jin entered the school again and walked straight towards the teacher's office.

"Wei Jin, what are you doing here?" It was another teacher Jiang Wei who spoke.

"Hello, Teacher Jiang, I'm here to see Teacher Zhang."

"Oh, do you have anything to do with him? He probably needs half an hour. He just went to the toilet."

Jiang Wei has a lively temperament, and he doesn't mind teasing another teacher in front of students.

"Well, that's it. I wrote a script myself, and I want to ask the teacher to help me give it a hand. Is it convenient for Teacher Jiang?"

Wei Jin couldn't accept Jiang Wei's teasing, so he could only express his intention.

"Oh? You wrote it yourself? Show it to me."

In fact, students in the Nortel Directing Department spend most of their time not studying in school, but interning in various film crews and advertising companies. There are many students like Wei Jin who are writing their own scripts in their sophomore year and preparing to hone their skills, so Jiang Wei wasn't too surprised.

After receiving the notebook from Wei Jin, Jiang Wei flipped through it carelessly. Within two minutes, he sat up straight and started reading from the beginning again, as if he was afraid of missing a word.

Ten minutes passed. Jiang Wei put down his notebook and looked at Wei Jin with complicated eyes.

"This book, even in the literature department, is rare. It's good, good. What a self-written and self-directed book."

It can be seen that Jiang Wei is satisfied with this script and Wei Jin.

"What good seedling?"

While Wei Jin was waiting to speak, Zhang Jiandong's voice came from outside the door.

"Old Zhang, come and take a look at Wei Jin's new script. It's really good."

Jiang Wei handed out the notebook as if he couldn't wait to find someone to share it with.

Zhang Jiandong took a look at "Buried Alive".

Looking at this, another ten minutes have passed, and the first words Zhang Jiandong said were:
  "Has the script been registered?"

It's rare to find a good book, written by one of my own students, for fear that he has no experience.

"Already registered, Teacher Zhang."

"Tell me your plans."

"It's like this. You two can also see that this book is mainly about story and atmosphere. The investment is relatively small, so I plan to practice it myself."

Wei Jin quickly expressed his attitude and was preparing to take action himself.

"Can you handle this style?"

Zhang Jiandong was also afraid that Wei and Jin would ruin this book.

"Teacher, look at this."

Wei Jin took out another stack of information and handed it over.

"Is this a storyboard? Have you even done this?"

Zhang Jiandong was in disbelief, and Jiang Wei also gathered around.

"When are you going to start filming?"

"Teachers, this is my plan. During the National Day, I will finish some preliminary work such as location scouting. After the holiday is over, I can start preparations. Shooting is expected to start in the middle of the year."

Wei Jin revealed his plan:

"Isn't it a little rushed? There's no need to rush?"

Jiang Wei was a little confused and said:
  "Teacher, I plan to finish filming before mid-November and complete all post-production by early December."

Wei Jin explained.

"Well, it's early December. Are you feeling confident and ready to participate in the Berlin Film Festival?"

Zhang Jiandong was a little surprised and said:

"Yes, Teacher Zhang, each of the three major European film festivals has its own preferences. This book is more suitable for the Berlin Film Festival, so we have to rush on time."

"In this case, you come with me."

Zhang Jiandong couldn't help but bring the script and Wei Jin to the department director's office. After some communication, the department director Xie Xiaojin expressed his full support.

"Xiao Wei, shoot well, let Jiang Wei be your producer, try to win an award, and bring shame to our school."

The head of the department sounded like an old chicken when he opened his mouth.

"Thank you so much, director. I don't know how to organize a crew."

Wei Jin looked pleasantly surprised. With the producer, the crew's various chores would be solved.

(End of this chapter)