Entertainment: From the Octagon to the big screen

Chapter 198-Chen Yu and three girls take a hot spring bath (please follow up)

"Hey, hey, hey, you have the nerve to occupy such a big place by yourself?" Meng Ziyi, who was wearing an extremely conservative swimsuit, carried a bag of snacks and drinks and stood on the shore of the Hakozaki Yuhisa Orange Hot Spring Pool, with his hands crossed. Manyao protested dissatisfied with Chen Yu, while Li Yitong silently ate salt-roasted beef balls behind her back.

Chen Yu grabbed a towel and wiped his face carelessly, ducking aside to avoid Meng Ziyi's kick.

At the same time, she said that she had the opportunity to enjoy this private hot spring, which is not open to the public, because the owner's family are die-hard fans of "Chen Yu".

Li Yitong nodded repeatedly while eating salt-roasted beef balls. She didn't know whether she agreed with Chen Yu's statement or simply felt that the food in her hands was delicious and delicious.

While Meng Ziyi was standing by the pool arguing with Chen Yu, he caught a glimpse of his best friend "stealing", and then he stomped his feet angrily and quickly turned around to punish Gang Leader Huang.

But Li Yitong had already wiped out all three beef balls the size of cherries, "[Every injustice has its owner, its debt has its owner]. As Li Yitong's boss, you should pay me compensation. I don't need more than two skewers for this little girl." "Meng Ziyi handed over to Chen Yu.

"Salt grilled beef balls" and "wasabi mud rice bowl" are the specialties of this hot spring bath. A bunch of the former converts to about 370 yuan in RMB.

Although Meng Ziyi was not short of the three melons and two dates, she refused to waste the money! Chen Yu threw the towel at Meng Ziyi. Did he look like a fool and was easily deceived? Meng Ziyi waved her hands repeatedly to emphasize that Chen Yu was by no means a fool but the boss's wife.

Chen Yu raised his hand to easily catch the towel that was kicked back by Meng Ziyi and put it on his shoulders. Then he said that Meng Ziyi could call the legal department of Dilraba Studio to claim the loss. Ask around for the detailed process and procedures. Just classmate Li Yitong.

"Holy shit, you're being a rogue, right? Just bully this girl for being soft, cute, weak, and petite, right?"

Meng Ziyi glanced sideways at Chen Yu, who said, "What can you do to me?" Then turned his head and glanced at Li Yitong, who said, "It has nothing to do with me." Then he opened the slightly cold blueberry oolong tea and took a sip to moisten his mouth and throat.

Li Yitong, who originally planned to watch the excitement, immediately stepped forward and hugged his best friend's arm tightly, apologized repeatedly and promised her to buy salt-roasted beef balls now.

Imada Mio, who was enjoying the Xiachong Hot Spring alone, and Huang Bo and Wang Xun, who were discussing things at the Ueda Qishi Hot Spring, all looked curiously at the lucky Meng Ziyi.

"Chen Yu, please go buy two skewers of salt-roasted beef balls for this ancestor. Be obedient." Li Yitong anxiously used the tone and tone of coaxing a child.

She learned this from Reba. According to the latter, Chen Yu should be treated softly and hard.

But Meng Ziyi, who had a smirk on his lips at this moment, obviously didn't intend to give Chen Yu time to make up for his mistakes, so he blurted out the song "Fruits of Midsummer".

Meng Ziyi only used two short sentences to make Huang Bo suspect that she passed the Beidian Arts Examination with connections or money.

Wang Xun licked his cheeks and grinned when he heard this, "Is there any threshold for your Nortel admissions? No wonder you are looked down upon by China Theater!"

Huang Bo twisted the towel and put it on his head. At this moment, he had no shame in replying to Wang Xun's question. Meng Ziyi's singing was really killing people!
Mio Imada simply couldn't believe that Sister Meng, who was beautiful and had a lively personality, could sing a song so poorly.

It seems that the world is fairly fair. Meng Ziyi has an enviable beauty and figure but is a "super tone deaf".

As a result, Imada Mio feels that Li Yitong is slightly better than Meng Ziyi. After all, Sister Tongtong's singing voice is very sweet.

Chen Yu, who was facing Meng Ziyi, shrank into the hot spring to relax his standing hairs. "Unpleasant" was Chen Yu's ultimate evaluation of Meng Ziyi's singing voice.

Before, Chen Yu thought that Reba, who didn't practice her music, was singing too much. He never thought that there was another mountain higher than the other. Today, when he was memorizing calligraphy, he unexpectedly met Meng Ziyi.

"Hey, you sang beautifully, [Mango TV New Year's Eve Spring Festival Gala] hasn't finished yet." Meng Ziyi glared at Chen Yu arrogantly and took a sip of fruit tea to moisten his throat.

But her words aroused Chen Yu's competitive spirit, and then Chen Yu opened his mouth and offered "Making Romance". In an instant, everyone in Hakozaki Yu had just stepped out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den. Mio Imada put her hands on her chest and felt Chen Yu's idol halo was shattering and collapsing little by little.

"Oh my god, why do I feel that Chen Yu's singing is like chanting sutras? It's ten times worse than Xiao Meng's before." Huang Bo said while beating his heart hard twice.

Why did Huang Bo come to this conclusion and why did Wang Xun and even Imada Mio nod in agreement?
The main reason is that although Meng Ziyi sings out of tune, she at least has some music. On the other hand, Chen Yu is simply a "ruthless chanting machine."

At this moment, Li Yitong felt that she had never done anything good in her previous life, otherwise God would not have allowed her to be penetrated by the evil voices of Meng Ziyi and Chen Yu this afternoon.

"Stop, the sutras you sang and the songs you recited are really too unpleasant! The account of the salt-roasted beef balls has been written off, so I surrender." Meng Ziyi handed over again.

Chen Yu glanced at Meng Ziyi with dissatisfaction. Was she qualified to criticize her own singing?
Li Yitong sat by the hot spring pool and handed the soda water to Chen Yu, then hesitated and said, Meng Ziyi's singing skills are indeed slightly better than yours.

When Meng Ziyi heard this, he kicked the water with his feet excitedly and waved his hands in front of Chen Yu, "The eyes of the crowd are sharp! Your singing is not as good as mine!"

"But your words are worse than mine." Chen Yu's indifferent reply left Meng Ziyi stunned on the spot.

Li Yitong immediately threw himself into the hot spring pool and covered his mouth and laughed;
Huang Bo and Wang Xun stood up and applauded Chen Yu for his quick wit and sharpness;
Imada Mio immediately turned her back and covered her lips in pleasure.

Meng Ziyi took several deep breaths before regaining his breath, but by this time Chen Yu had already gone to Ueda Qishi Hot Spring to chat with Huang Bo and Wang Xun about investment matters.

Meng Ziyi leaned forward and hugged the slender waist of Li Yitong, who was still smiling. He whispered in a low voice that Chen Yu would slip away quickly. Chen Yu and Wang Xun said before that if "The Wandering Earth" wanted him to make additional investment, he would have to use some similar "core chips" to make the deal.

But this does not include the role that Guo Fan took the initiative to put on the table, because even if Chen Yu took that thing away, he could only give away favors and the benefits would be realized too slowly.

"So what does our Director Guo think about it? If he agrees, I will immediately increase the investment amount from 30 million yuan to 90 million yuan."

Chen Yu slightly leaned his thin but terrifyingly scarred upper body forward in the direction of Huang Bo and Wang Xun.

When discussing business or making deals, you can compromise appropriately, but you must never be merciful.

Because compromising or giving in is just a method or strategy, and being soft-hearted represents attitude.

There is no problem if you want Chen Yu to pursue the investment, but Guo Fan must package all the post-production special effects production projects to a company designated by Chen Yu.

To put it bluntly, Chen Yu wants to use the capital of 60 million yuan to work together with investors to extract profits of more than 100 million yuan from the crew.

The production budget of "The Wandering Earth" is close to 400 million yuan, but the actors' salary is only 3 million yuan.

Therefore, in Chen Yu's opinion, there is a lot of room for manipulation. As long as the management operates well, they can make a lot of money just by placing ads.

"The Wandering Earth", China's first hard-core science fiction masterpiece, is a "golden brand". Chen Yu and other investors first used large sums of money to lure small and medium-sized retail investors to jump in, and then used layers of subcontracting and subcontracting to "eat" small and medium-sized retail investors. money, as for the final quality of the film, it has nothing to do with Chen Yu and other wealthy investors.

Of course, this is only a superficial operation and the deeper "collusion" he cannot say clearly, but Huang Bo and Wang Xun, who are in the circle, understand it.

To be honest, Huang Bo was a little tempted by Chen Yu's proposal.

"The Wandering Earth" has been very popular recently. If a few developers are willing to step forward and continue to spend money, then Chen Yu's plan has a 50% chance of winning!

As for whether this will destroy the foundation of China's hard-core science fiction movies and drama series, it has nothing to do with Chen Yu, and it certainly has nothing to do with Huang Bo.

No one on the "Earth" keeps fucking spinning! Zhang Yimou, Chen Kaige, Feng Xiaogang and Jiang Wen have all failed in large-scale productions, not least Guo Fan.

The more Huang Bo thought about it, the more he felt that what Chen Yu said was very reasonable. First of all, everyone is a businessman and must pursue profits! Art is just a front for making money.

If the disguise is contaminated, wash it and reuse it. If it cannot be cleaned, just throw it away and replace it with a new one, just like the ancient puppets. Although traffic artists with no business ability such as Reba, Nazha, and Yang Ying have been photographed to pieces, as long as If there is a certain audience base, Chen Yu and the others dare to smash in.

Therefore, Huang Bo thinks he can advise Guo Fan to make money first and then talk about art, instead of having trouble eating and still thinking about being a hero!

Besides, heroes also have to eat!

"Yes, the Chinese film market and the drama market are two fruits on the same tree. There is no way they will grow too different."

Chen Yu pointed his left and right hands to both sides and said slowly.

Nowadays, everyone in the drama market basically relies on the ancient puppets on the street to make money. Except for those who are forcibly assigned by the top, few film producers are willing to take the initiative to break out of this circle.

So the film market is not doing well either.

Moreover, China has very strict restrictions on the import of foreign film and television works, causing competition to only exist internally. Over time, everyone began to play the game of peace.

Anyway, the audience will either secretly watch pirated copies or just eat shit.

"Therefore, even if the quality of the film "The Wandering Earth" is slightly worse, it will be enough to make Guo Fan proud. He allows everyone to share the money and it is his own people. Even if he only gets five points out of ten, we can make it even better if we work hard together. It becomes a nine point, the audience has no idea whether the movie is good or bad, the audience will just follow the trend and we have a hair dryer!”

Chen Yu patted Huang Bo and Wang Xun's shoulders, then slowly stood up and went to buy salt-roasted beef balls for Meng Ziyi.

"Who else wants to eat salt-roasted beef balls?" Chen Yu asked loudly while wiping his knee-high swimming trunks with a bath towel.

"I want two skewers!" Meng Ziyi put down the potato chips and jumped up and shouted;

Li Yitong, who was lying on the inflatable mattress, raised his index finger playfully;
Mio Imada put on her short skirt and T-shirt and prepared to go shopping with Chen Yu.

　3043, I hope everyone can interact more and ask for further reading.

　　
　
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