I want to make headlines

Chapter 269
Returning to the film crew again, Gan Jing approached Director Tsui Hark immediately with a bit of a cheeky face, and explained his future schedule in advance.

The opportunity of the Spring Festival Gala is hard to refuse. Ang Lee's audition is more critical, and the photo shoot is a contract in black and white... Well, it's hard to choose.

After hearing Gan Jing's reasons, even though Tsui Hark had built up his confidence in Gan Jing and was still angry, his eyes were not eyes, and his nose was not his nose.

"Gan Jing! Are you such a big name?" Not to mention anything else, just this face that keeps getting in and out of groups is a big name level.

Gan Jing shyly said, "Director, let's focus on filming my scenes first. After those things are over, I don't have any other schedules. I can make up for it. Let's see how 3D works."

Tsui Hark didn't answer for a while, and finally said: "Your martial arts show will be filmed tomorrow!"

"No problem!" Gan Jing was full of confidence.

In the afternoon, Gan Jing looked at the revised script, and chatted with Zhou Xun and Chen Kun for a while. These two front-line people didn't care about the Peking Opera controversy, but just congratulated Gan Jing for signing the contract as an endorsement.

They are much more aware of the internal improvement effect of this endorsement than Gan Jing himself, and it once again proves from the side that Gan Jing is now in a position to compete with them.

The Three Musketeers of Longmen, the Three Musketeers of Longmen Mainland, such slogans are well-deserved.

Even Gan Jing, who can carry works abroad, has a much higher upper limit.

Gan Jing smiled and accepted the congratulations from the two senior colleagues like a normal person, and then started talking about the director Ang Lee.

However, these two mainland front-line actors only heard about Ang Lee and had never cooperated with him. Hearing that Gan Jing accepted his audition, Zhou Xun did not mention it.

If one step is taken well, the rest of the road will be smooth. Gan Jing's first Hollywood work has supported him, and now he really has another bonus with his unique yellow skin.

Chen Kun felt a little unspeakable, and went back after chatting for a few words, but Zhou Xun asked about Ang Lee's script with great interest.

Up to now, Gan Jing hasn't got the script yet, and only knows that the name is "The Fantasy Drifting of the Youth Pi". According to the name, there is a boy whose name is Pi?

What pie?Apple pie?

"By the way, your dog may be really sick. He's depressed all day long and doesn't get excited when he meets sand. I see other people's dogs like sand." Zhou Xun reminded Gan Jing's golden retriever who was left on the set, "You should take it to see."

My dog ​​has gotten rid of the vulgar taste of playing with sand, soil, and mud. Its goal is to be in Valoran, in Demacia, to watch the Warden's Sea, and to conquer the League of Legends.

Gan Jing laughed: "It's just like that, don't worry about it, just live with it."

Zhou Xun blinked and nodded: "You need to concentrate, and the results of Longmen are also very important. It may be a guide for your situation in the Mainland."

The first "Mei Lanfang" was a literary film, and the current "Flying Swords of the Dragon Gate" is a commercial film—whether a guy in Hollywood will be acclimated depends on the results of this commercial film.

Gan Jing was still full of confidence: "Don't worry, brother Xun, tomorrow is my martial arts."

"That's good, pretty fast." Zhou Xun raised his eyebrows, recalling his previous performance on Wia, with a half-smile, "I wish you good luck."

Tsk, none of you know that I came back with a sharp weapon.

After the chat, Gan Jing went to the field manager to find the dog, thanked him for his care, and led the golden retriever to find a slightly remote place, ready to try his prediction.

"How are you? Are you okay?" Gan Jing called up the data points of the system, and casually patted the listless dog.

——"The fighting spirit in my blood is still boiling, and my soul is floating in Valoran. I am neither fearful nor terrified."

Gan Jing rolled his eyes, not knowing how this dog learned a trick, and sighed: "I'm still short of electricity."

——"Twolegs, I gave up healing, just to bring flash!"

Gan Jing: "..."

He was completely speechless, silently put the dog aside, and glanced at the increased attention of the system due to the recent Peking Opera turmoil and the signing of Givenchy's endorsement.

Regarding the calculation of attention, Gan Jing has never figured it out, because everyone's attention may be different, some may read a related title, some may click on every word, and some may search their own Name... The system did not give a reasonable calculation method for the amount of attention generated.

The current attention has changed from the shocking red negative number to positive light blue. Now it is 378 million, and there is still a slight increase every moment.

The function of the 2.0 system is to add points. After gaining attention, Gan Jing plans to give it a try, and the first experiment is on martial arts.

Martial arts games are too hurtful.

It’s not difficult to hang on the wire to make moves, but it takes effort to make suitable martial arts moves, and it takes a lot of effort to make wonderful moves, but it’s a bit difficult to make wonderful moves that fit the 3D camera.

The reason why it feels difficult is that Gan Jing has also obtained confirmation from the system data at this moment.

The above own martial arts points are impressively 21 points!
What can you do at 21:[-]?
At 21 o'clock, you can fight from east to west in the casino, from the inside to the outside...in the theater...you can take a photo with a concave shape on the wire.

Simple static movement is still good, but it will be out of balance and out of shape when moving.

"Add points, add them to martial arts!" Gan Jing gave the order in his mind, he didn't know how long it would take to get 21 points to meet the requirements of the crew, and now the more efficient the shooting, the better.

The attention of the system decreased sharply, and the number behind the martial arts was blurred for a while. The 2 gradually took the shape of a 3, and then became a 4, and finally fixed on the 5.

59!

One point to 60!

Congratulations, congratulations and congratulations.

Gan Jing was a bit obsessive-compulsive, and when he saw that the popularity had returned to zero, he gritted his teeth. Anyway, if it can be negative, let's increase it a bit.

"Forcibly mention 60!" He ordered again.

The text in the system trembled for a while, I don't know if it was anger or excitement, but finally there was no movement amidst the joyful shaking that Gan Jing guessed was "excitement".

The martial arts points are still 59, and the attention is still 0.

Ho ho ho, it seems to have failed.

Gan Jing squeezed the sand on the ground, come on, if you fail, you will fail. Compared with blackjack, 21 is already 59 times it!

He stood up from the sand, moved his hands and feet, and suddenly jumped hard.

A volley kick!
Clap!

Land steadily!

Gan Jing smiled, this is great.

The dog lying next to him on the sand looked up and sighed again. He missed the bloody storm in Demacia and hated the smell of sunshine on the sand here.

(End of this chapter)