Rebirth of the training entertainment circle

In fact, there is one thing that Zhuo Yi doesn’t know. In this era, the girls in Hong Kong nightclubs don’t come out to work. In principle, they only accompany drinks and don’t sleep with them. Otherwise, they would have been banned by the police. In this era, they apply for a liquor license. It's not easy to open a nightclub. Of course, if you meet someone who is generous and rich, willing to pay, and you have a good eye, these ladies don't mind forming a dewy relationship.There are even some women who come out to meet men even more lonely, and come out to play sex hunting games just like men.They gave themselves a name: "dancing girl" to distinguish them from the "ji girl" of the fish ball girl.

Zhuo Yi has always thought that he is a little handsome, at least more handsome than Wang Jing, so at this time and this place, he is at least more popular with women than Wang Jing!

But, now, at this moment, he realized that he was wrong, outrageously wrong, it turned out that Wang Jing really didn't have a car and a cannon, and this little girl was the big star of the party, and most of these ladies who came in went to Wang Jing.

If it wasn't for Mr. Jing's understanding that he was taken advantage of and had to pay for the wine, and let a girl out, Zhuo Yi would really eat himself. Seeing Wang Jing, Chen Baixiang and the others hugging each other, making all the chicks laugh coquettishly , he felt quite uncomfortable.Thinking sourly: These bastards are a typical example of seeing se and forgetting friends.

Zhuo Yi turned his head to look at the beautiful woman who was with him, with big eyes, long false eyelashes, and smooth long hair, but no amount of heavy makeup could cover her tender face.

Zhuo Yi couldn't help asking curiously: "What's your name? How old are you?" Of course he knew that this question was a stupid idea, but a man's curiosity is no different from a woman's, both can kill a cat.

"My name is angel, and I'm sixteen..." The little beauty was honest.

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Under Zhuo Yi's cunning understanding, he knew that the little beauty was from a modeling class in a vocational school, and she hadn't graduated yet.

"Don't you have classes in your school?" <'s face showed disdain for Zhuo Yi's ignorance.

"Then your school doesn't care about you?" Zhuo Yi rubbed his nose and asked in embarrassment.

"Whatever, it was the old aunt at the school who organized us to come here to collect money, and she has a penny herself." Angel exhaled a big smoke ring, ignored Zhuoyi, and drank on his own.

"Is money really that important?" Zhuo Yi said heavily to himself.I don't know whether to ask the little girl or ask myself.Zhuoyi has never been so eager for money and power like this moment.

Zhuo Yi finally understands why Wang Jing is so popular. This guy is a big director of a film company. Girls who don't have star dreams can't become stars through the right path, so they have to try their best to please directors and producers like Wang Jing!Good Bo superior.For the sake of being in the top position, what's the point of selling a smile, I'm afraid there will be a lot of people who are willing to sell themselves.

Seeing the women one by one: "Big director, what show are you doing recently?", "Is there any way to arrange a role for me?", "I will repay you well!" Wang Jing kissed the left , take a bite right...

Zhuo Yi was very upset.

At this time, the drunk chicken suddenly interjected: "Young Master Jing, have you started any movies lately? My eldest brother Kun wants to invest in movies recently, and he asked me to ask if you are making movies well now..."

"Recently, I've been thinking about a movie about pig friends and bad friends. Last time I drank and promised Yongsheng to help them shoot, but I didn't even think about the script..." Wang Jing said with a headache .

"No! "The Best Lost Friend"? You haven't written the script yet?" Zhuo Yi asked in surprise.He remembered that in later generations, this Wang Jing self-written and directed film was released in late March and early April this year, but the low-budget production swept over 2000 million local box office, ranking ninth at the box office this year.It's already February [-]rd now, and the movie hasn't been finished yet, "Could it be that my butterfly has an effect and changed history?" Zhuo Yi thought to himself.

In fact, this is Zhuo Yi's ignorance, history is so easy to change.The production efficiency of Hong Kong films in the [-]s was definitely the highest in the world. As long as the funds were sufficient, the actors were in place, and the script was shot, the pre-shooting, post-production, editing and dubbing could be done in a week or two, and then it would be released.In addition, Wang Jing, the "King of Quantity", made the filming speed even more crazy, and now it is almost two months before April.It is enough for Wang Jing to make several movies. In short, this is a crazy filming era, and it is difficult for future generations to understand.

"Best bad friend? Okay, okay, that's a good name!" Wang Jing said happily, "Ah Zhuo, do you also like to study scripts?"

"I thought you would like to be an actor by looking at your appearance? Why don't you join my new movie!" Wang Jing laughed loudly, "I, you, Ah Let, the three scumbags swept the movie world, How about it?"

Zhuo Yi knew that Wang Jing's words were not a joke. This guy only wanted handsome men and beautiful women to take care of his good friends when making movies. It didn't matter whether you had acting skills or not. This guy only made movies to make money, not to win awards.

"Don't talk about that first, is it true that the script of your best friend hasn't been written yet?" Zhuo Yi confirmed again.

"I don't have a clue at all. I just want to film some stories about friends who have sex together. What? Do you have an idea?" Wang Jing asked curiously.

"I think so..." Zhuo Yi finally confirmed that Wang Jing hadn't written the script of "The Best Lost Friend", so he slowly told the story of the best hurt friend.

"Of course everyone is happy in the end." Zhuo Yi drank another glass of whiskey.Finally, I finished the detailed plot of "The Best Lost Friend".

"How?" Zhuo Yi asked tentatively.

"That's great, there must be something wrong. Didn't you see these beauties laughing every 2 minutes, and your teeth are sore?" Wang Jing was making up for others, and he himself was laughing out of shape just now.

"I want this script. It's tailor-made for me. It's a timely gift! I have all the actors in mind, just Hua Tsai "Andy Lau", Ah Le "Chen Baixiang", Charlie Cao and Feng Suifan, you give it to others. I'm just in a hurry with you..." This guy is taking care of everything. "When will you be able to write the script? Do you need help? Yongsheng has urged me several times. It's very urgent. Don't worry! The brothers will help you get a good price."

"Why don't we act together? Me, you, Ah Zhuo, A Lun and Drunken Chicken." At this time, Chen Baixiang suddenly said: "We wrote, directed and acted ourselves. We are friends of wine and meat. It is more interesting to draw from real stories. , It’s also fun.” This guy is so playful even after he’s been running for three years.

Wang Jing's eyes lit up.

Tan Yonglin and that drunk chicken also seemed quite interested.

Zhuo Yi hurriedly declined: "Don't, I'm not interested in acting at all right now, you still follow the director's arrangement, Ah Jing, I'll write the script and send it to you tomorrow."

"You guys play first, I'll go to the bathroom first..." Zhuo Yi was afraid that Chen Baixiang would not give up, so he resorted to urination.

Only Wang Jing and others were left lamenting Zhuo Yi's talent in storytelling.