Non-famous Actor ~

Nanluoguxiang, late at night, small restaurants.

There are five tables and one table of guests. There are ceiling fans on the blue ceiling. The light is not very bright. A girl sits behind the counter. She wants to see but dare not. half-hidden.

The shop owner and cook came out with a plate of dishes, put them away, and prepared to go back and fry them again, but when his daughter saw Sun Hao's appearance, he immediately reached out and rubbed her head, and hurried into the kitchen again.

Sun Hao sat opposite to Ning Hao and Huang Bo.

On the dining table, three dishes have already been placed, namely fried peanuts, garlic chrysanthemums, and spicy fried celery...

Since I have already eaten barbecue in Yu Dong's restaurant, the food and wine ordered here are basically vegetarian dishes.

"Thank you director, thank you for recommending me to Mr. Han, and for giving me a chance, I will do it first!" Ning Hao picked up the beer glass and drank the wine in the glass.

Sun Hao didn't drink with him, but tapped on the table with his fingers.

"Old Ning, have you decided what to shoot?"

"Crazy Stone!

Since you gave me this half of the script the year before last, my wife and I have repeatedly studied and completed it. Now, the plot has long been memorized.

The movie was shot, absolutely fast! "

"Then, do you estimate how long it will take to film it?"

"If the equipment, personnel, and actors are all available, it will take about one and a half months."

"No!" Sun Hao shook his head.

"It's been too long. No matter how good the movie is, I'm afraid it won't be able to hold back the grandchildren in South Korea."

"Then...or else, I'm confident that I can finish the movie "Incense" within ten days."

"Incense" is a script written by Ning Hao and his wife. Some time ago when they were filming "Moon" and "The Martian" in the Wadi Rum Desert, the two had nothing to do, so they wrote the script based on a news in a domestic newspaper. There is a story about monks building temples.

After the script was finished, Ning Hao gave it to Sun Hao to read, and Sun Hao commented that it was very good!

"no!"

Sun-ho still vetoed the proposal.

"The filming of "Incense" is not bad, with a strong realistic style, but whether it is in Korea or in our mainland, I am afraid its box office will not be very good."

"then what should we do?"

Ning Hao was a little nervous. It was the first time to show his face in front of Mr. Han, so he couldn't die without a problem, right? !

"Hmm..." Sun Hao thought for a while, then said with a smile, "Lao Ning, let me tell you a story!

The little gangster Huang Bo spends his days hanging out on the streets of Seoul, South Korea, fighting, touching things, and whistling at pretty girls on the road.

One day, Huang Bo encountered a hard stubble. The eldest princess of Samsung had just finished her hair and came out of a beauty shop. He 'accidentally' touched her buttocks. "

"Then what?"

Seeing that Sun Hao stopped talking here and started drinking, Huang Bo hurriedly asked.

Using his own name in the story, it is obvious that Sun Hao intends to play a role in the movie, maybe the protagonist.

"Then..." Sun Hao drank the beer in his glass, and then slowly narrated: "Then, Huang Bo was knocked out by the bodyguards of Princess Sanxing. After waking up, he found that he was actually in a coffin, The coffin was buried in the ground.

And buried with him are mobile phones, lighters, flashlights, fluorescent sticks, knives, jugs and pens, remember, this mobile phone is Maimang 1..."

Tonight's second drink, the drink didn't end until one o'clock in the morning.

In the past two years, following Sun Hao and earning a lot of money, Ning Hao bought a courtyard house in Zhuanta Hutong, Nanluogu Lane. The area is not too big, about 300 square meters, and the price is a little expensive.

But the advantage is that it is closer to Shoubi Hutong, and it is convenient to go to Sun Hao's house for a meal.

And tonight, Huang Bo planned to spend the night at Ning Hao's house, but when he left the shop, he saw Ning Hao bow slightly to Sun Hao.

"Director, thank you, thank you for supporting me."

"Haha..." Sun Hao laughed, took a step forward, put his arms around his shoulders and said;

"Why are you so polite? We are brothers!"

After eating the wrap-up banquet of "The Martian", most of the staff went on a trip, and the crew reimbursed the round-trip air tickets, so it would be worthless if they didn't go!

Therefore, some people went to the ancient capital Chang'an, some went to the economic center of the mainland, and some went to the mountain city... But more people went to Sanya, Qiong Province. Sanya has the sea, delicious food, and beautiful girls.

I had already made an appointment with Xing Jianbo to meet up in Sanya, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. In order to win glory for the country and for his own future, Ning Hao took Huang Bo to Seoul, South Korea the next day.

Although the scene of the movie "Buried Alive" is so simple that it only needs a thin coffin, it also needs to rent a small studio in South Korea, which has to be prepared in advance.

And Sun Hao, who was free, didn't go anywhere, just went to school honestly in the capital...

Perhaps because Sun Hao was caught with great difficulty, Professor Chang Li put in a lot of hard work. She assigned seven papers to Sun Hao for the heavyweight postgraduate thesis, starting from "A Comparison of Drama Performance and Film and Television Performance"..., To "On the Performing Art of Small Theater Drama".

Seeing these homework, Sun Hao regretted it.

Why do you want to study this graduate school? My buddy is neither short of money nor looking for a job now.

And now that he is on the bandit ship of the head teacher, Professor Chang Li, even if he regrets it, this graduate student must bite the bullet and read on, otherwise, hehe..., her old man beats up people, it is definitely not serious.

Ever since, Sun Hao went to school in Chinese opera during the day, and when he got home at night, he began to rack his brains to write a graduate thesis.

In this way, wobbly, the time soon came to the National Day in 2000.

On the day of the National Day, a heavyweight news spread in the capital, Zhu Xiangye actually went to the Damai Technology Building in Zhongguancun with great fanfare...

[Fuck, is Damai technology so awesome? It has been established for less than a year, and yet the prime minister of a country has gone on tour in a low-level suit? 】

[Fuck, Damai Technology is really awesome. Maimang's monthly sales exceeded 150,000 units in September, which is the sum of sales of other domestic mobile phone manufacturers. 】

[The younger brother wants to ask weakly. It seems that there are rumors on the Internet that Damai Technology is actually the company owned by Director Sun Hao. I don't know if it is true or not. 】

[Probably true~www.mtlnovel.com~Look at those commercials of Maimang 1 on TV!

Like Zhang Yimou, like Yan Danchen, like Zeng Li, like Hu Jing, like Chen Guanxi... They are all the image spokespersons of this mobile phone.

May I ask if there are no connections in the industry, which company can afford so many celebrities? 】

[The analysis upstairs is reasonable, and the little brother admires it! 】

[I have a different opinion. I think it is absolutely impossible for Damai Technology to be directed by Sun Hao. 】

【Why, please state your reason. 】

[Zhu Xiangye visited a private enterprise, as the boss, how could Sun Hao not show up? But he just didn't show up...]

Chapter end