Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 182 180. The "red current" of the times

Xinjiekou is always lively at night, and the deafening music in the disco lights up the cold winter nights.

On the huge dance floor, countless men and women swayed to the music.

In the booth on the second floor, Chen Li'an and his group drank wine and swayed gently to the music, shouting out every word they said.

Jiang Wen sat opposite Chen Li'an, holding a cigarette in his hand. He picked up his cup and touched Chen Li'an, shouting loudly: "We have a chance to work together!"

"What?!" Chen Li'an clinked the cup and didn't hear what he said clearly.

"I said! Let's work together next time!" Jiang Wen stood up and shouted loudly.

Only then did Chen Li'an hear clearly what he was saying, nodded with a smile, and then drank the wine in the glass.

On the other side of the booth, Ning Jing was drinking, her eyes always passing over Jiang Wen, but she couldn't tell what the emotion was.

Jin Qiaoqiao didn't have so many thoughts. She was twisting her body excitedly while drinking wine, and wanted to drag Chen Li'an to dance on the dance floor.

"Do you want to go dancing?" Jin Qiaoqiao took Chen Li'an's arm and asked.

Chen Li'an turned his head and glanced at the dancing demons on the dance floor downstairs, and shook his head decisively. If he was in the mood, he might as well dance with Teacher Zhou.

"Boring." Jin Qiaoqiao sat down helplessly, wanting to find someone to dance with. She turned her head and glanced at Wang Qianyuan.

Wang Qianyuan immediately smiled at her, with expectation in his eyes.

Looking at Wang Qianyuan's somewhat old-fashioned appearance, Jin Qiaoqiao turned her head away again. The smile on Wang Qianyuan's face immediately disappeared and moved to Chen Li'an's face who saw this scene.

At this time, Wang Qianyuan was still transparent and not handsome, so it was difficult for Jin Qiaoqiao to be interested.

Seeing Wang Qianyuan's embarrassment, Chen Li'an picked up the cup and gestured to him. He was also an actor with acting skills. Chen Li'an liked his role of piano and piano very much.

Facing Chen Li'an's toast, Wang Qianyuan's embarrassment eased a lot, and he raised his glass and took a sip.

As soon as Chen Li'an finished drinking, Huo Jianqi squeezed over. His face was red and it looked like he had drunk too much, and he spoke with a loud tongue.

"Li'an, how much do you think the box office will be tonight? The factory and the Disabled Persons' Federation have invested a lot of money." Huo Jianqi asked with his tongue hanging out.

Chen Li'an thought for a moment and said, "Hundreds of thousands or millions?"

"Scared?!" Chen Li'an's words made Huo Jianqi wake up from the wine, and he immediately said: "How can it be millions? The final box office will be in the millions, which is a huge hit."

I really haven’t pursued it, but there seem to be very few movies that have exceeded 10 million at the box office these days. In Chen Li’an’s memory, there don’t seem to be more than ten movies.

"It's hard to make movies these days. Sometimes it's not as good as those who make underground movies. People get a prize and sell the movie, and they make a lot more money." Huo Jianqi didn't seem to care about money, and said with some emotion: "If my movie doesn't do well at the box office, it will be troublesome to invest in the next movie."

Chen Li'an pursed his lips and asked a very crucial question, "Lao Huo, do you get a share of the box office? Has your sister-in-law written the script for the next movie?"

Huo Jianqi: "." Is there any salary? I am asking my wife to write the script.

These days, many directors have no money to make, which is miserable when you think about it. If you have a script, you still have to find investment and shoot the movie yourself, but you still don’t get a share of the final share.

But there's nothing we can do about it. The film industry is in a slump, and movies don't make money. It's better to think about the director's share. There's everything in the novel.

Especially for a new director like Huo Jianqi, there is not much extra remuneration, let alone a share of the profits. Once a movie is made and he becomes famous, he will be able to get a little more remuneration for the next movie.

Chen Li'an patted Huo Jianqi's shoulder and said, "When your movie makes money, someone will invest in your movie!"

When his debut film was just released, and he was chatting with an artist like Chen Li'an, Huo Jianqi seemed a little ashamed to talk about money. He muttered something that could not be heard clearly over the loud music, and just held up a cup and talked to Chen Li'an. Had a drink.

After playing in the disco for an hour or two, everyone dispersed. It was already early in the morning and it was time to go home and sleep.

When they came out of JJ Disco, a cold wind blew over them instantly, and the two girls who were wearing less clothes couldn't help but shiver.

Jiang Wen was a little confused after drinking. Looking at Ning Jing, he took off his clothes and handed them to her. Unfortunately, Ning Jing just snorted and did not take his clothes.

Jin Qiaoqiao was also shivering from the cold. She huddled her neck and leaned closer to Chen Li'an, looking at his open coat and staring straight at him.

The cold wind was really cold. Chen Li'an tightened his tight coat, as if he didn't see Jin Qiaoqiao's eyes.

Chen Li'an looked back at them and said, "That's it for today. It's quite cold. Let's go home and sleep."

The temperature at night was almost below zero. The few people didn't feel it when they came out, but they were a little cold now, and they had woken up a lot from the wine.

There are many taxis parked at the entrance of the disco. The capital has added a lot of taxis this year. Yellow vans are no longer the mainstream. When the drivers waiting for customers saw so many people coming out, they took the initiative and drove to the steps of the door. He rolled down the window and asked.

Chen Li'an waved to them and got into a car. As soon as the door closed, another person squeezed into the back seat.

"Why did you follow me here? Are we not on the same road?" Chen Li'an asked in surprise as he looked at Jin Qiaoqiao who was following him in the car.

Jin Qiaoqiao rubbed her temples, looked at Chen Li'an and said, "I drank too much and I don't dare to ride in the car alone. Please give me a ride."

Looking at Jin Qiaoqiao's flushed face, Chen Li'an nodded and said, "Where do you live? Can't you get into the school dormitory?"

Jin Qiaoqiao took a breath, rubbed her hands and said, "Just send me to a place near the school. I rented a house."

"Okay." Chen Li'an turned to the driver and said, "Master, please go to the film school first."

"Okay, but don't vomit in the car." The driver glanced at Jin Qiaoqiao who was leaning on the back seat through the rearview mirror and warned her.

Chen Li'an turned his head and glanced at Jin Qiaoqiao. Feeling that she was not that drunk yet, he said to the driver: "Just drive slower."

Jin Qiaoqiao took a long breath. The smell of alcohol was very strong. Chen Li'an couldn't help frowning and said to her: "Get some sleep. I'll call you when we get there."

"Well, thank you." Jin Qiaoqiao closed her eyes obediently, then tilted her head slightly and leaned on Chen Li'an's shoulder.

More than ten minutes later, the car arrived at the door of Nortel. Chen Li'an shook his shoulders gently, woke up Jin Qiaoqiao and asked: "We're here, where do you live? I'll deliver it to the door for you."

Jin Qiaoqiao opened her eyes, glanced at the Nortel gate outside the car window, turned to Chen Li'an and said, "It's right next to it, I can just walk over by myself."

As soon as she opened the door, Jin Qiaoqiao looked back at Chen Li'an and asked, "Would you like to sit down and have a drink of water? You must have drank a lot too."

"No, please go slower on the road." Chen Li'an refused directly.

The driver brother sitting in front looked at the rearview mirror with great interest and cursed Chen Li'an in his heart for not knowing the style. If the girl invites you to sit down, just go and do it!

A somewhat disappointed Jin Qiao smiled, then opened the door and got out of the car.

After the car door closed, the driver looked at the rearview mirror and said quietly: "You really don't want to sit down? If you drive away and come back, you won't be able to find her."

Listening to the driver's words, Chen Li'an's head was full of black lines. He couldn't help but patted his seat and said: "You just drive away. How can you make money if I get off the car?"

The driver curled his lips, then started the car and left. The young man was still young. If he didn't seize the opportunity at this time, he would definitely regret it when he got older!

Early the next morning, Chen Li'an was woken up by a phone call. When he picked up the phone and saw that it was Huo Jianqi, he answered the call in a daze.

"Li'an! Yesterday's box office is out! Guess how many!" Huo Jianqi shouted extremely excitedly.

Chen Li'an subconsciously took the phone away and muttered, "Just tell me, I'm still going to sleep."

The box office has nothing to do with you, it doesn’t matter how much it is.

Huo Jianqi on the other end of the phone smacked his lips speechlessly. He really didn't care about anything. If he had known better, he wouldn't have called him first, and he would have lost all his happiness!

"The first day's box office was 560,000 yuan." Huo Jianqi said resentfully, and before Chen Li'an could reply, he said directly: "I'm done, you can continue to sleep!"

Feeling so angry, Huo Jianqi snorted, sat on the sofa and dialed Ning Jing's number again. The phone rang seven or eight times before she was answered. Huo Jianqi was just excited to share, when he heard the call from the other end of the phone. came a hoarse male voice.

Um? Uh-huh? ?

Why does this voice sound familiar? Huo Jianqi was just about to speak when the man on the other end of the phone cursed, Damn, this is not my call!

Toot toot.

Listening to the busy signal from the other end of the phone, Huo Jianqi scratched his hair and couldn't help but mutter, Chen Li'an can't do it either. It's not done yet.

Chen Li'an felt that he was very good. After sleeping until ten o'clock and getting up, he felt that he was so energetic that he could cut down Causeway Bay by himself!

However, thinking of Huo Jianqi's call just now, Chen Li'an couldn't understand why he was so excited. The premiere box office was only over 500,000 yuan. Based on this calculation, it would be difficult to estimate the final box office of 10 million yuan.

Investing more than one million yuan in a movie and earning several million at the box office is already a profit. It is normal for Huo Jianqi to be so happy. At least he doesn't have to worry about finding the investment for the next movie.

However, the final box office will depend on the situation in the next few days. Chen Li'an rubbed his stomach and went to the kitchen to make a simple breakfast.

After breakfast, Chen Li'an took out his cell phone and called his second uncle. If I remember correctly, their VCD was also launched yesterday. I don't know how the sales were on the first day.

The call was quickly connected. Qiao Linmu's voice on the other end of the phone was very haggard. There were noisy voices all around. Chen Li'an also heard someone shouting for ten more VCDs.

"Second uncle, how was the situation yesterday?" Chen Li'an asked directly.

Qiao Linmu was very excited, but his voice was hoarse. He took the phone and said to Chen Li'an: "Yesterday, one hundred and twenty units were sold in one day! Now many people have come to order, and the inventory is gone. So far, one thousand units have been sold. Three hundred units!”

How much is one thousand three hundred units? Chen Li'an quickly calculated in his mind, more than two million? ? ?

After calculating this number, Chen Li'an stood up from the sofa and asked with some surprise: "Second uncle, are you right? You sold so much in one and a half days?! It's even more exaggerated than Aiduo!"

Qiao Linmu explained excitedly: "Aiduo doesn't have celebrities advertising, and the appearance you designed is particularly popular! There are discounts for opening events, and more than one thousand is too little for me!"

If you don't think it's too little, why don't you prepare more inventory? Chen Li'an couldn't help laughing, and then listening to the constant calls for goods on the phone, he took the initiative and said: "I understand, then I won't waste your time now. I heard someone calling me mother-in-law."

"Okay, okay, I'll talk to you later when I'm done!" Qiao Linmu laughed and hung up the phone.

More than two million a day and a half Chen Li'an was sitting on the sofa and couldn't help but think that if he could make so much money every day, he would be able to sleep on his money in the future.

However, the profit from 2.8 million yuan is not that much. After taking into account various costs, 10% is already high, but more than 200,000 yuan is also very impressive.

Isn’t this hundreds of times better than investing in a movie?

Chen Li'an thought about whether he should share his happiness with Huo Jianqi, but worried that he would be angry to death, Chen Li'an gave up this tempting idea.

As a person, you still need to be close to others, and you can't be so high-profile.

There are still more than two months until the end of the year. There should be a wave of sales growth of VCDs at the end of the year, and maybe half of the investment can be recovered by the end of the year.

With half of the investment recovered, Chen Li'an's pockets can be bulging again, and the money he borrowed from Bai Qing can be returned to her.

When Chen Li'an came to the courtyard of the studio humming a song and looked at the half-finished work, he put on his gloves and started working in a particularly beautiful mood.

With the investment from VCD, Chen Li'an no longer has to think about money and can just concentrate on doing his own thing.

Art is my destiny.

Chen Li'an was wearing labor protection gloves and holding a roll of special red fishing line in his hand, walking through the densely packed steel structure. The red fishing line was wrapped around each steel pipe, quickly forming a three-dimensional picture.

Chen Li'an fixed the silk thread in his hand, came to the door of the yard, and squinted at the pattern outlined by the silk thread.

The dense red threads combine to outline a huge red wave, as if pouring out from the depths of the steel jungle, trying to swallow up everything around it.

The tide of the times. Chen Li'an couldn't help but take out a cigarette and light it, watching the scene quietly.

A breeze blew by, and the loosely wound silk threads swayed gently in the breeze. The red waves were surging, and the sound of the threads rubbing against the steel pipe sounded to Chen Li'an's ears like the sound of huge waves. It is the shouts of countless people and the roar of machines.

Vaguely, Chen Li'an seemed to hear his own voice, Qiao Linmu's voice, and the voices of everyone around him.

We are all in the torrent of this era. Whether we are being carried away or actively pushing the waves forward, we are all part of this era.

(Chapter 1, try to update another chapter before twelve o’clock.)