Xu Mingzhan opened it and looked at it, but he didn't understand...
He closed the drawing again and said: "I understand, you and Xiao Chen go back first; leave the rest to me. By the way, how much did you use for this exchange?"
"Eighty thousand faith points, all the faith points in hand have been used up." He did not say that the system was exploited to obtain this fighter plane. "The TV series he participated in is still being played, and faith points will be recorded in the future."
Xu Mingzhan nodded, "Okay, I understand, I will apply for a reward for you; plus what you gave me last time."
"Thank you. I'll leave first."
After sending Minghua and Xiao Chen away, Xu Mingzhan recruited two pilots and gave them the drawings to study. "We need to study it thoroughly as soon as possible. We need to fly this fighter plane back to Beijing."
"yes!"
The two pilots studied day and night, and it took them more than ten days to understand all the functions. They didn't understand it thoroughly, but flying was no problem.
On the eleventh day after Xu Mingzhan came to Province C, he left in a fighter plane with two pilots.
Minghua stayed at home for more than a month, helping with the autumn harvest, and left with Xiao Chen just before school started. When leaving home, Xiao's father and Xiao's mother gave her a luggage bag, and they had another luggage bag on their way back. It adds a lot of weight to them.
As soon as they arrived at school and settled in, Xu Mingzhan came, and the two found a deserted place to talk.
"Classmate Minghua, you are finally back." He took out a receipt from his pocket and handed it to her along with five scripts. "The money in the passbook is a reward for you. Remember to check it; in addition, I will prepare it for you this time." I have given you five scripts to choose from. As mentioned above, you can ask for any other requirements and we will do our best to meet them."
Minghua took the receipt and looked at it. The words 20,000 were written on it. Take this to the post office to receive the money and put it into your passbook.
He put the things in his pocket, held the script in his hand, and said: "There is indeed one requirement."
"Say." Xu Mingzhan said.
"I want to buy a courtyard house in Shangjing. The location is good; preferably close to the Forbidden City. Now I have 30,000 yuan in hand, should it be enough?" Not sure.
"The courtyard houses close to the Forbidden City are very expensive. A courtyard house with two entrances costs more than 30,000 yuan, and one with four entrances and five entrances is even more expensive."
Minghua: "..."
The clown turned out to be myself.
Her red lips were pursed tightly, and it was easy to see the embarrassment on her pretty face.
Xu Mingzhan's eyes were bright and he whispered: "If you want to buy a house, you can buy one a little further away from the Forbidden City; the surrounding houses can get good yards with three or four entrances for 10,000 to 20,000 yuan."
Minghua sighed in disappointment.
"Then buy something around the Forbidden City, a larger courtyard house; the environment should be better, and there should be no tenants in the house." As a legacy of the 1970s, there is a shortage of housing in Beijing. Many former capitalists' real estate was confiscated and then rented to tenants.
Nowadays, many people have been rehabilitated, but the remaining problems still exist; in order to take advantage, those tenants even bully the rehabilitated people and do not dare to do anything to them, performing leprous behavior as long as they can.
On the contrary, the head of the household himself has no right to dispose of the house and is very passive.
"It's natural." Xu Mingzhan nodded in agreement, "I'll show you a few more houses. If you like it, I will help you clean it out. Then decorate it and divide it carefully, and it will look like a new house."
"Thank you."
Separating from him, Minghua carried the script and walked to her master's teacher's apartment. She knocked on the door and no one answered, guessing that her master was not at home. She simply put a script on the floor, sat on the floor, and opened the scripts one by one and read them slowly. There was no one in the corridor during this time. Near noon, many teachers returned to their classroom apartments. When they saw her when they passed by, those who knew her would call her to ask her a question, and those who did not know her would look at her a few more times.
When old Mrs. Tian Shao came back, she saw this scene. The little girl was sitting on the floor, holding a script in her hand and hugging some in her arms.
"Minghua."
"Ah?" Looking up, Minghua put away the script, stood up and said, "Master, you are back, are you tired?"
Tian Shao stepped forward, took out the key and opened the door, "I'm not tired, how long have you been here?"
"Not long." He followed the master into the room and handed her the script, "Master, look, these are sent by Xu Mingzhan. They asked me to choose one from them. I looked at them all, and there are two scripts I want to take. , please help the apprentice to check."
As he said that, he picked out the two scripts he was interested in and put them on top.
"Sit." After Tian Shao accepted it, he went to sit on the sofa and pointed to the seat next to him.
Minghua nodded and sat next to her; Tian Shao only took the two scripts she wanted to accept and put the rest on the coffee table. After opening the two scripts, she understood why Minghua only took a fancy to them.
One is the TV series "Wolf Smoke" with the theme of the Anti-Japanese War, and the other is the movie "Shaolin Temple" with the theme of martial arts.
"Both books are good, and each has its own intention. "Wolf Smoke" is patriotic, and "Shaolin Temple" can open the door to the film industry for you; it is a good stepping stone. However, there is a difference in the shooting start time, otherwise we can take it together. "It would be a pity to lose any of them.
What she needs most now is fame. "Wolf Smoke" can lay another foundation for her, and "Shaolin Temple" can open up a path for her; actors need to speak for themselves with actual works, otherwise, the public will only remember a certain role and ignore the actor.
When choosing a script, you will have fewer opportunities to choose; because people do not want to associate the role with you as an actor, so they will naturally not submit the script to you.
"Master, the shooting time of "Wolf Smoke" is tentatively scheduled for early October; "Shaolin Temple" is scheduled for the end of October. I will discuss with the directors on both sides to adjust the time. Do you think it is feasible?"
Tian Shao thoughtfully said, "Set your scenes within a certain period of time and only shoot your script; when you finish filming, you can leave directly and go to the next crew. Only in this way can it work."
If someone agrees, it will be because of the background behind her.
It’s easy to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree, it’s not just talk.
Minghua nodded, "I think so too. I'll finish filming "Wolf Smoke" first and then rush to the crew of "Shaolin Temple"."
"Okay." Tian Shao paused and then said: "You and Comrade Xu Mingzhan have agreed that it would be better for them to come forward; you should act well and use your acting skills to show the director that you have the ability to take on two scripts in a short time."
To use the entire crew to accompany you requires confidence and capital.
After selecting the script, Minghua had lunch with her master and walked out of the classroom apartment with the script. She went to the lakeside of the college and raised her hand to make a gesture, which was the agreed-upon code.
After a while, a man in gray plainclothes came over; his dress was similar to what people wear nowadays, so he could hide better.
As they passed each other, Minghua said, "Ask Xu Mingzhan to come find me."
"Okay." The person walked past her and walked away.
Minghua found a shaded bench by the lake and sat down to read the script while waiting for someone; seeing the setting sun setting in the west, Xu Mingzhan rushed over in the dust.
