Non-famous Actor ~

After crying twice, Liu Ye left!

When he left, he took 30,000 yuan from Sun Hao, saying that the grade of heaven and earth was too high, and that 20,000 yuan might not be enough.

Sun Hao couldn't laugh or cry about this, just find two sisters who are good at playing, playing, playing and singing, and have an in-depth exchange. You really plan to stay there for a long time! ?

Of course, this also shows positively that Liu Ye has not been completely bent.

But after he made such a fuss, Sun Hao lost the interest to run again. After breakfast, I packed up and drove straight to Beijing Film Studio.

Tonight, I'm going to participate in the same song cheering for the Olympics concert, the work of filming must be finished early.

After driving into the Beiying factory area, Sun Hao got out of the car, and Sun Hao found that the entrance of No. 4 studio was more lively today than yesterday.

Two blue vans were parked at the door, and more than 60 extras recruited yesterday were moving watermelons from the van to the studio one by one. The watermelons are not small, and each one looks like it weighs no less than fifteen catties.

Yan Long was wearing a T-shirt and glasses. Looking from the side, he looked a bit refined. At this moment, he was standing in front of the car with his hands in his pockets, watching everyone unloading watermelons.

"Slow down guys, be gentle when putting the watermelon in, you know, these are all for you to eat!"

"Brother, do we have a share too?"

"Of course, since when have you seen Sun Hao's film crews waiting in a row?" Yan Long smiled and took out his right hand, aimed at a talking extra in front of him, and gave him a slap.

The voice was a bit loud, but the extras were not angry, and turned around and replied with a smile:

"Brother, Director Sun Hao's film crew is not divided into different categories. We know that we ate the same meal yesterday, but you bought this watermelon!"

Hearing this, Yan Long was taken aback for a moment, and then kicked him falsely.

"Go away, when have you seen me being stingy?!"

Laughing with the extras, Yi Long inadvertently turned around and saw Sun Hao who had just gotten off the Mercedes-Benz G500.

"Hi, Director."

"Oh, big brother is here, you still have two scenes, how about we start shooting today?"

"Farewell, I just came back from America A, and there is another performance tonight, why don't we shoot again tomorrow?"

"also!"

The time on the filming announcement has long been memorized, and Sun Hao knows that the crew did not arrange for Yan Long to play today.

After a brief chat, Sun Hao was about to enter the studio. Xing Jianbo and Ning Hao had already started making preparations. They had to go in and take a look, but they were pulled aside by Tan Long after only two steps.

"Director, can I talk to you about two things?"

"explain."

"One, I have been selected as the image ambassador for the Olympic bid. I will hold a press conference tomorrow to accept the letter of appointment."

"congratulations!"

This happened in the previous life, it was not surprising for Sun Hao to hear the news.

"Director, that's right, someone asked me to ask you, do you have the intention to become the image ambassador of the Olympic bid?"

"Hmm..." Sun Hao thought for a while, and finally understood what Yan Long meant.

Some people want to use their influence to advocate for the invitation to bid for the Olympic Games, but some of their actions make the relevant departments scrupulous, so some people want to negotiate terms with themselves through intermediaries.

When the time comes, the direct issuance of the letter of appointment will cause an embarrassing situation.

"What condition?" Sun Hao asked directly.

It's okay to do things to follow the country's reputation.

"On July 13, 2001, before the official results of the host city of the 2008 Olympic Games are announced, you can no longer shoot horror and thriller movies, not even Ludo's, um, **** scenes."

"That's it?"

"That's it!" A smile appeared on Yan Long's face. It's not bad for Sun Hao to be the image ambassador of the Olympic bid with him. At least, he was not so lonely when he went to Moscow to promote the country on behalf of the country.

"Hehe... forget it!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Hao shook his head and refused.

"Why?"

"The work schedule is already full, so I can't stop at any time, like "The Departed", there are a few **** scenes in it, for the sake of the integrity of the plot, I can't avoid it.

Like "The Fast and the Furious", filming it was originally intended to make men excited, if all the girls in it were wearing tightly wrapped Chinese tunic suits, then..., what a fart to be excited. "

"Pfft..."

Yi Long couldn't hold back, and was happy.

Although Sun Hao's words were a bit rough, he had a great sense of humor and was telling the truth.

"Brother, is there anything else?"

"have!"

Yi Long pushed up his glasses with one hand to make himself look more dignified.

"Director, help me write a song!

Just to praise our great motherland, as the image ambassador of the Olympic bid, I must have a song that fits the occasion, right? "

"Do you know the price?" Sun Hao asked.

"No one is cheap?" Yan Long asked back.

"Brother, I owe one billion in foreign debts alone, and I don't even have a house that really belongs to me."

"I know the director, and I'll transfer the money to you right away." Sun Hao wrote a song, about 3.5 million yuan, which is an open price in the industry, and Yi Long naturally knew it.

Some things are just so refreshing.

Squatting at the entrance of the studio, having eaten watermelon with the crew and extras, Yi Long was about to leave in a car. Sun Hao, who had directed Xing Jianbo to install the lighting equipment just now, came out of the studio with a A piece of wet paper.

"Brother~www.mtlnovel.com~ At 05:00, I received a text message from the bank saying that it is now 9:25, then... this is a song, freshly released, we owe nothing to each other!"

"Well…"

Tan Long was a little confused!

Sun Hao, earned 3.5 million RMB in just 20 minutes, are you sure you didn't fool me?

As if knowing what he was thinking, Sun Hao stretched out his right index finger and tapped on the paper.

"Brother, I know that you don't know notation, but you always know Chinese characters, right?

Just look at the lyrics, don't they sing with a kind of passionate pride? "

Hearing this, Yan Long lowered his head and looked at the paper...

【Heaven and Earth Dragon Scale

This country is tens of thousands of miles away from my national blood

In the centuries and six hundred years, the descendants of the dragon have gone through wind and rain

This central axis of Gyeonggi is like a gentleman's integrity

The history of glazed tiles on the Nine Dragons wall rises from this decline

This dragon scale once landed with a clang like shattered ice...]

"Fuck, Sun Hao, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to find Li Zongcheng now, and I'm going to sing this song tonight, whoever won't let me sing, I'm in a hurry..."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Long, who was so excited that he couldn't help himself, ran away, holding the dictionary score in his right hand, and the half of a watermelon that he hadn't finished eating in his left hand.

Huang Xiaolei stood behind Sun Hao with her mouth wide open, speechless in surprise.

She saw everything just now. The photographer Ning Hao was adjusting the camera position, the lighting engineer Xing Jianbo was standing beside him to adjust the brightness of the light, and Sun Hao was sitting on the chair next to him, holding a pen in his right hand and tapping his left hand on his lap. There are still words in his mouth.

In less than 20 minutes, the song took shape!

And just resell it like this, it is 3.5 million yuan.

Hiss... It turns out that making money is so simple.

Then... myself, do you want to buy one for Da Zhangwei?

Chapter end