B-level director

Chapter 12

Tianlu didn't have to make sausages anymore, but felt that the set was quite fun.He got to know the prop master Sen Ge very well, so he stayed at the scene to help him that day.There were a lot of new things on the set, which greatly increased his knowledge.Qi Geer's team is flexible and efficient. From cutting the head to cutting the crotch, the calculation of mechanics, the modification of equipment, the conversion of lighting, the arrangement of recording equipment and cameras, are ready within an hour.

Brother Qi started with a sound, the record was finalized, and Lin Xiaosheng soared into the sky!

Cheng Tianlu couldn't bear to squint his eyes, and hugged the sausage man tightly in his arms.

Ask Ling Lingjiu: "Why don't you use special effects for this kind of shot? It's still risky for a real person to appear on stage."

Ling Lingjiu explained: "Really good special effects are expensive, and we don't need to use fifty cents. Lord Lu, the most important thing in filming is to control costs. Brother Qi has so many films, and none of them cost more than 3000 yuan." Wan; It’s not that no one comes to the door with money, but we dare not ask for it. If the standard of the film is too high, it will be restricted everywhere. Big stars dare not offend. No. The habits in the industry are not good, there are people like Lin Xiaosheng everywhere, we can afford tens of millions, if his benefactor invests a few hundred million, do you think Brother Qi can still be so stubborn!"

Cheng Tianlu thinks so. "People come to your door with hundreds of millions, can you resist the temptation?"

"Hey," Ling Lingjiu chuckled, "Brother Qi's eyes are not very good, but his mind is clear here."

Brother Qi has a clear mind, and on this point, Cheng Tianlu resonates very much.His work is also often seen between funds and various interests. He feels that one of his main responsibilities is to distinguish what can make money and what can't.

This afternoon, when he was writing a manuscript in the magazine office, the overhead light flickered.Ever since Brother Qi and the others came here once, the power supply in the agency has not been normal.

He stretched himself, and walked to the editorial department with his slippers on.The atmosphere in the editorial department is loose, as long as it is not the deadline for the dead man to collapse the building, there are not many editors and reporters working seriously, not even pretending to be.A group of people who play games, eat Mala Tang, listen to Buddhist scriptures, and watch dramas all do their own thing and coexist harmoniously.Cheng Tianlu remembered the tension in Brother Qi's studio, then looked at the loose editorial department, and sighed: "Everyone, if you want to watch a drama and eat chicken, go back to your own house, and don't do it in front of me?"

"The Internet speed at home is too slow," said Lao Gu, the editor-in-chief of international current affairs.

"Dayong, can you wear an earphone when you recite the scriptures? It's so fucking creepy."

"Purify for everyone. Those who run the news will inevitably get some bad luck and dirt. Listening to the Diamond Sutra will be beneficial to you." Dayong, who is doing historical topic selection, said.

Cheng Tianlu found an empty seat and sat down, had some snacks, followed by watching an episode of an American TV series, and while chatting, Lao Gu cared about Cheng Tianlu: "Your house looks good, I heard that the price has doubled in half a year."

Cheng Tianlu just moved into a new house, went bankrupt and owed millions of dollars, and finally got his own nest in the city.The nest is very valuable. To him, it is just a world of his own. "How much it goes up is useless, I can't afford it."

"The newly built buildings near you are priced at [-] per square meter."

Cheng Tianlu was startled, "Is it rising so fast?"

Old Gu said mockingly: "If there is a price, there may not be a market. Now real estate developers just blow up balloons, and see who blows them up first."

Mao Qian from the business department walked into the editorial room, just in time to hear these conversations: "It's really hot, none of us are having a hard time, and our real estate advertisements account for one-third. Lord Lu, do you know who owns that building? Uncle Hai's. "Uncle Hai?Cheng Tianlu thought for a while before he remembered the handsome real estate agent, the investor of their movie.

Xiao Dongli: "Why do you think he wants to make movies? How good is it to sell a house? One building is enough to earn ten movies."

Old Gu interjected meanly: "There was a Shanxi coal boss in the past, and a real estate developer in the future. Isn't it just to make broken shoes when making movies? Wherever there are beautiful girls, the money will flow there. The law of gravity of capitalism."

Mao Qian disagreed: "Naked hatred of the rich! Don't you let people have artistic ideals and literary pursuits?"

Everyone laughed.Cheng Tianlu doesn't believe that Uncle Hai has any ideals. If he wants to pursue art, he won't look for Brother Qi.Although Cheng Tianlu's impression of Brother Qi has improved a lot, he still feels that the release of the dark matter in Brother Qi's brain will not do any good to the world at all.

Mao Qian got to the point: "Master Lu, I'm here to announce the good news to you."

Cheng Tianlu smiled insincerely: "Do you want ten editions of soft articles this time, or do you want a special topic to praise customers' stinky feet?"

"Hey, at this time, if there are ten editions of soft articles, you can enjoy it secretly. I'm talking about the big topic of Antarctica. There is a famous icebreaker. You must have heard of it. It is specially used to carry rich people to explore Antarctica. Said It’s an adventure, it’s a high-end tour, and they say they can sponsor our itinerary.”

"Let them go."

Mao Qian lay on the ground and said, "Sponsorship with real gold and silver, not only saves money, but also pays back!"

"I don't care about hard and wide, soft articles are out of the question. Let's do an environmental protection project and get money from people who are full of food and go to Antarctica to harass penguins?!"

"There are many rules in Antarctica, and they will not affect the ecology there."

"It's no wonder it doesn't affect it," Lao Gu said. "One trip doesn't affect it, but now the number of tourists to Antarctica has increased by 15% every year, and 5 people went there last year! There are still many private boats, too many to count. We can't encourage this. crooked and evil."

"Hey, give them publicity, so they won't advocate this kind of behavior. It's 40 a fucking time. Which poor guy can afford it?"

"So why praise them?" Lao Gu retorted, "Tell the readers, the rich do their best to die so ingeniously? Where are the three views, sister."

Mao Qian knew that the editorial department headed by Master Lu was a tough nut to crack, so she shut up immediately.

Chengtianlu is not good enough to offend the people who run it too much. He gave him a whip and fed him a mouthful of honey: "We have put in a lot of effort for the Antarctic matter, and we can't take money randomly; no matter how bad the paper media is, we will always stick to the bottom line." Isn't it? It's almost the end of the year, look at your customers who sell tea, wine and chocolate, who has demand, we will cooperate with a cover topic here."

Editor Xiaohu immediately agreed: "Yes, let's make some food and drink. It would be best if you can go for a few months for nothing!"

Cheng Tianlu gave a "tsk", "Don't be so unpromising, I didn't see you so active when I went to Antarctica."

Mao Qian couldn't help it. The soft article was actually a sideshow, and it had to be done with the cooperation of the editorial department.She remembered something again: "How is our blockbuster? Uncle Hai asked me the other day about the progress of the script."

Cheng Tianlu was stunned.He had no news from Geer Qi for more than a month. Sometimes when he thought of him, he would be wearing a red coat and moving the camera slowly on Planet 276.

Brother Qi has a lot of projects, so he probably doesn't care too much about this movie.

At this moment, Xiao Hu suddenly said: "This matter must be struck while the iron is hot. I heard the news this morning that the coal mine massacre case will soon have its final trial, and it will be a hot topic again then."

Is it about to be judged?All day long, I thought to myself.He recalled the honest and honest face of the murderer, and couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

He casually touched the alien detector in his pocket, intending to send an inquiry message to Brother Qi.Every time he was on the set, he was tortured to death, and he completely forgot to return the property to its original owner.

At this time, the radio wave of the detector fluctuated and made a beeping sound.Xiao Dongli has sharp ears: "Master Lu, your alien buddies have come to talk to you again."

Cheng Tianlu felt that this thing was embarrassing, so he took the phone and walked outside the editorial office.When I answered the phone, there was a "Hi" from the other end.

"Brother Qi, what's the matter?" "It's okay, I remind you to charge my detector."

All day long, he was happy: "It's been a month and a half. If I don't charge it, can you get through?" He not only charges it regularly, but also always carries it with him.He didn't expect to receive alien radio waves, he just thought that he might meet Brother Qi one day and return the phone to him.

It's just that the capital is so big, how can it be so easy to meet?

Brother Qi: "It's been a long time since I saw you, come and play with me."

Chengtianlu is automatically translated into: Come here and play for me.He was noncommittal, and asked instead: "What's wrong with the script, the investor has urged you."

"The script, are you free tomorrow? Come and chat."

When Cheng Tianlu went to the studio again, he went there with the air of a "script consultant". He made up his mind that no matter what tricks Qi Geer played this time, he would never act as a dead body again.

Seeing Tianlu's expression was extremely serious, Xiao Dongli smiled and said, "Master Lu, you don't seem to be talking about the script now, you seem to be asking for a bill."

This reminded Cheng Tianlu, "By the way, Brother Qi said that he will be paid, but there is still no sign of it. I will ask him for the bill later."

"How much oil and water can you get by running a trick. Are you short of money now?"

"It's been tight all the time," Cheng Tianlu was poked at the sore spot, "That little salary was contributed to the mortgage, do you want to support me?"

His salary is not low, but he doesn't take on outside jobs very much, and he doesn't have an unclear relationship with the brand, and he doesn't have much peripheral income.To put it bluntly, it's clean and self-care. He knows that this is actually the way for media people to cherish their feathers.Originally, there were a lot of connections to be dealt with in this business. If I wanted to be insatiable and use the page for personal gain, I would really use my professional dignity as a wipe.

The set was as busy as ever, Tianlu didn't know whether Brother Qi was filming one movie, or several at once.Anyway, day after day here is moving, setting up lights, setting up tracks, adjusting equipment, actors rehearsing and moving, and the resident screenwriter is revising the script at any time.There are many lights, so the temperature is hotter than outside; the corridors are full of smokers, and boxes of lunch boxes and mineral water Coke are piled up in the corners.In any case, it cannot be said to be a comfortable working environment.

"Master Lu, good morning, would you like a cup of coffee?" Ling Lingjiu greeted cheerfully.

The only comfortable thing here is Zero Zero Nine's reception sofa.The snacks on the table have the function of single-cell reproduction, and they are all over the table at any time, and the tea and coffee emit a warm aroma.

"Morning, it's below zero outside, and it's like spring all the year round here."

"Don't talk about it, I'm heating up. After three days of continuous rotation, the machine and the lights are always on, and the temperature is almost catching up with New Guinea."

"Brother Qi has passed out again." The first thing Tianlu thought of was that Brother Qi is afraid of light. In such an environment surrounded by 1000-watt lights, most people can't stand it, let alone a disabled person like Brother Qi .

Ling Lingjiu smiled and joked: "Well, do you want to sleep with me?"

Cheng Tianlu recalled that Ling Lingjiu had teased him with the matter of "teaching theatre", and said bitterly: "I've become a cow and a horse here, do you still want me to sell myself? By the way, when will you pay me the wages you owe me?"

Ling Lingjiu smiled kindly: "Immediately. Our small production team doesn't have much money, so you can take care of it."

After a few operations, you will receive a payment text message all day long.

Ling Lingjiu smiled again: "Brother Qi specially reminded me to call you the treatment expenses. The amount is not much, and you need medical expenses, nutritional supplements and so on for follow-up recuperation. You can use the invoice to reimburse you at any time."

Cheng Tianlu looked down at the "not much" salary, which was almost equal to his monthly salary.He gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you still want people to pretend to be corpses today?"

The author says:

Based on the market conditions in the past few years, if there are soft articles and sponsorships, everyone will be very popular. At most, the operation should be stricter, and they will definitely not refuse.This is a bit idealized here, but the media's focus on the mixed interest relationship will definitely be unclear, and it is still appropriate to refuse.

Let me emphasize that this article is not a workplace article, and the description of the workplace will be brief and exaggerated (but it will not be too divorced from reality)