Chapter 577: What’s Money (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

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Xu Chuan got off the plane and received a text message on his phone, "There's something wrong with you for giving me such expensive ginseng!"

He smiled and called directly, "Let your dad make some wine, I got it from Xu Fei." Luo Jialing's voice was very low, "You are really good, my mother is already planning to sell me. "

"That's okay, I'll buy it."

The woman opposite giggled and said, "I won't tell you anymore. You should go to bed early." The knot in her heart was untied, and Luo Jialing decided to follow her heart until she was fulfilled or broken into pieces.

Xu Chuan hung up the phone. He couldn't rest at all. He went back to Miss Xu's home first. Fortunately, they went to other places to record a program. They found four song demos on their computers and sent them to Zhou Hao, telling him to let him go. The other party replied as soon as possible and said that he was going to the United States in a few days.

Zhou Hao didn't waste any time and turned it over directly to director Wei Gong. Although it was already late, the other party didn't take a break. The filming of the TV series "Sword and Sword" was still in progress at the filming location of Zhangjiajie. In order to catch up with the schedule, the crew The shooting has been extended until midnight.

Director Wei Gong, who was in his early fifties, was still filming. His assistant answered Zhou Hao's call and went directly to the filming site to tell him without delay. After all, Wei Gong had asked him to do this many times.

"Great, this Zhou Hao actually took so long." Wei Gong had a very high status in the circle, and he was someone who dared to scold Zhou Hao in person.

However, he could say that the assistant did not dare to answer the question, "Mr. Zhou asked you to make a decision as soon as possible. He said that Xu Chuan is going to the United States in a few days."

Wei Gong frowned. This was the first time someone had delayed him for so long and then urged him to make a decision quickly.

"Okay, I'll listen to it later." Wei Gong kept looking at the shooting scene on the monitor. This scene is about a confidante of the male protagonist who was stabbed in the chest by the killer's sword in order to protect him. Before he died, he had sex with the male protagonist. The Lord’s farewell scene.

"Stop", Wei Gong frowned and shouted. The male protagonist's performance cannot be said to be bad. I can only say that he didn't know what to say. He hugged the body and cried so hard that his facial features were flying. Those who didn't know thought he was very happy. Woolen cloth.

After such a long period of filming, Wei Gong also knew what the level of these actors was, and he was no longer as anxious as he was at the beginning. He thought for a moment, "Xiao Chen, please calm down your expression and let's do it again. Ah, let’s call it a day after filming this.”

Rather than making him look like a mourner, he might as well have an expressionless face. This male protagonist is known as a cold-faced boy in the circle, and it turns out it’s because he can’t make expressions. If you say he doesn’t work hard, it’s not true. He can also do some martial arts moves. He was very serious in his work and could memorize his lines, but as soon as he made an expression, it was all over, so much so that the Wei Communist Party did not dare to give him too many close-ups.

He has rich shooting experience and knows how to make people look good and avoid the shortcomings of actors. Of course, he can also magnify the shortcomings to make the other person laugh at the audience, but as long as the actor is not too annoying, he will not do this.

"Oh, what a bunch of actors there are now." Wei Gong sat on a chair and looked at the monitor. He made another save before letting everyone call it a day and go back to rest.

"Director Wei, this is no longer the age of actors. Everyone is a star, so this is good." The production director sat aside and complained with him, "Have you heard that Lao Shen's crew and investors arranged The second female lead didn’t even memorize her lines, she just said 123456 and then dubbed it.”

"Fuck", after hearing this, Wei Gong took another look at the male protagonist who was apologizing to the rest of the crew, and it didn't seem so unpleasant to him anymore.

"Oh, by the way, Zhou Hao just sent me a demo of the theme song. Let's go listen to it together." Wei Gong stood up from his chair.

The production director looked surprised, "Why, Xu Dashen replied?"

"Why are you so excited?"

"You don't know yet. Now the price for asking him to sing songs in the circle has risen to 5 million, and people don't even pay attention. We have already taken a big advantage with 2 million songs. I guess it's also thanks to you. Face.", invisibly giving the Wei Communist Party a thumbs up, who doesn't like to hear good words.



Although the price is not low, who makes Xu Chuan's lyrics and music so popular now? Girls' Generation's album and a divine song from Zhou Xiang's movie are popular all over the country, which makes this bad movie profitable. How many people are holding cash, etc. He makes a price.

Back at the hotel, Wei Gong took out his computer to connect to the Internet and downloaded the four demos from his mailbox. The production director closed the door and sat down at the table. The computer displayed the names of the four songs "Swords Like Dreams" and "Flowers Are Too Fragrant". 》"Laughter in Jianghu" "End of the World"

"Why did you send four songs?" Wei Gong said.

"Maybe I'll let you choose." The production director was also confused. It was the first time he saw someone doing this, and he could still choose.

Wei Gong first clicked on Sword Like a Dream, and there was a burst of guitar chords, and then Xu Chuan's voice

Where does my sword go? Love and hate are hard to find.

My knife cuts through the sky and I don’t understand right and wrong.

I'm so drunk that I'm in a haze. Gratitude and resentment are illusions and nothingness.

I woke up from a spring dream, life and death, everything became empty

"That's a good word." The production director sat upright in his chair, and Wei Gong waved his hand to shut him up.



After listening to a song, the production director felt that there were no words to express his shock, "Oh shit". He felt that only these two words could fully express his current feelings.

"It's worth it, Lao Wei, this song alone is worth two million." Although he is not in the music industry, everyone can tell that the lyrics of this song are so well written.

Wei Gong acted very calmly, after all, there were three other songs.

The two of them spent twenty minutes listening to the four songs, and then looked at each other in confusion, "How to choose?" It was impossible to choose.

After choosing two of the four songs, Wei Gong had trouble choosing for the first time. He wanted both, "Don't worry, find a time tomorrow, invite the investors and let's discuss it together.", after all, they are out of stock. Of course, the main thing about money is that you can't make trouble alone.

At this time, he saw that there seemed to be a text file in the compressed package. After opening it, there was a line of text inside.

'I used to watch your TV series a lot, but now that martial arts is declining, it's not easy for you to still persist. I would like to comment on your comments.'

Here is a poem

The world's turmoil comes from my generation, and the years rush me as soon as I enter the world. In the chat and laughter of Huangtu Hegemon, life is a drunken experience.

He raised his sword while riding astride and swung the ghost rain, causing bones as white as a mountain bird to fly away in fright. Things in the world are like tides and people are like water. Only a few people in the rivers and lakes return.

Young Master Xu pretended to be cool. In fact, he had never watched Wei Cong's TV series. It's just that Wei Cong didn't know about it. He just felt that it was difficult to know himself. He understood me.

The production director's scalp feels numb, which is basically how a scumbag feels when he meets a savant.

"No wonder he is excellent at both lyrics and music. His literary quality is incredible."

Wei Cong is no longer entangled now. He plans to convince the investors tomorrow to get all four songs. It is enough to have a confidant. What is money? It's not my own.