Chapter 482 Once upon a time
applause.
Bai Mei couldn't help but put down the camera and applauded.
"So romantic!"
she says.
This is really good, it reminded her of the male **** in the white shirt.
"Um-"
Han Xiaoxiao thought about it, and there was nothing to be touched by.
She even had a feeling that Director Jiang had shown this to her. After thinking about it carefully, she might have eaten too much dog food and gained immunity, and where did this come from? When they were on the set, the two of them inadvertently showed it off. , That's called sweet but not greasy.
Bai Mei took out her mobile phone: "I want to write this down."
"Confession?"
Han Xiaoxiao looked at her, "Come on!"
"Thanks."
Bai Mei turned on the phone in a hurry, fearing that she would forget what Jiang Yang said, so she didn't bother to open the memo, so she typed Jiang Yang's sentence in the chat box after the phone was unlocked, and then sent it out with a thumb reflex.
"Damn it!"
She exclaimed and hurriedly withdrew.
Han Xiaoxiao came over, "What's wrong?"
Bai Mei showed her, "I just posted this sentence."
"Made a mistake?"
Bai Mei does not have this.
Before she wanted to sign an autograph, she made an appointment with the male **** to meet at night, and then her phone was locked, so now she opened the chat box and it was the male god.
She wondered, "Could he have seen it?"
Han Xiaoxiao thinks that if you see it, you will see it. Sooner or later, you will see it.
"All right."
Bai Mei can only comfort herself in this way.
The award ceremony continued, and several awards were announced one after another, none of which had anything to do with Jiang Yang and his company. The only award related to Jiang Yang was the last grand prize—the Yangtze River Gold Award. The work selected for the gold award was "Leave Me ".
This advertisement is a domestic camera advertisement jointly produced by Jiang Yang and Geng Zhi.
Since they won’t be awarded the prize for the time being, the three of them got together and chatted about the movie.
As the role of coal boss, Jiang Yang's only requirement is to choose actors from the repertory troupe as much as possible.
He wants to give the staff of his repertory theater a chance to exercise and give them a channel for advancement, so that even if these people become famous and leave the repertory theater, there will be more excellent drama actors to join in. Also, Jiang Yang doesn't plan to hire high-paying traffic stars either.
He hopes that the budget will be used wisely. Even if the box office is not good due to the lack of stars, Jiang Yang thinks it is worth it.
He may not be the best, but he will try his best to be very good.
As he spoke, he took out a lollipop.
"You can try Tang Bo and Lao Zhu."
After Zhou Hao recommended the two, he asked Jiang Yang to give him one.
Before he could speak honestly, he quickly clarified, "I'm not going through your back door!"
He thinks these two actors are really good.
Zhou Hao: "If you don't believe me, ask Jiang Yang."
Jiang Yang took out two more lollipops and gave them to them, nodded, "You can try it."
and-
If you really want to invite celebrities, it’s not impossible, Jiang Yang can try to fool Wang Zheng.
Uncle Wang is worried recently.
This son is at home every day, which affects his playing games.
"That's fine, I'll play a cameo role when the time comes."
Geng Zhi didn't expect Jiang Yang to have a wide network of contacts. Just as he was about to take the lollipop, the assistant next to him stabbed him.
Geng Zhi asked him to stop making trouble, "We are discussing important matters."
Assistant: "Let you go on stage to receive the award."
The three raised their heads together.
The camera of the big screen is facing them, and the picture is frozen in Jiangyang distributing lollipops, Zhou Hao and Geng Zhi went to get them—
The reporters also patted them.
The host and award presenters on stage were dumbfounded.
The three of them treated the awards ceremony as a tea party, and the husband, the big devil, ate lollipops after presenting the awards.
Geng Zhi was left alone in embarrassment.
The award presenters smoothed things over, "Our best director and best creative are worthy of being golden partners, and we will not let them go at this moment. We look forward to them, and they will bring more and better advertising works to the domestic advertising industry in the future! "
Everyone applaud again
Geng Zhi stood up on stage to accept the award.
Just now they were defecting from the advertising industry.
As a straightforward person, Geng Zhi feels quite guilty after hearing what the guest said.
After receiving the award, Geng Zhi stood on stage and thanked Jiang Yang for his creativity.
Jiang Yang was very happy and applauded vigorously. This kind of hometown creativity won the gold-rich award in the advertisement here, which made him feel very proud, just like someone praised his hometown in front of him.
This pride—
Jiang Yang didn't feel it before, but after leaving that world, he suddenly felt surging in his heart.
The place where you can’t go back is called your hometown.
In this ups and downs like crowds, there will be no thoughts.
Maybe!
Because of this pride, Jiang Yang knows where he came from.
This is probably the reason why Jiang Yang doesn't care much about the box office this time, and only wants to make a good movie.
People always miss the past, the songs of the past are good, the movies of the past are good to watch, the snacks of the past are delicious, the setting sun of the past is not sad, we pull hooks, we promise, we stand side by side in the summer afternoon when the adults take a nap wandering the streets.
However-
Just like when he was on the stage just now, Jiang Yang is like a person who has been abandoned by the world, he has no past of his own. He watched a thousand movies but couldn't see the past; he searched a thousand times, but couldn't find that song that made people gently follow along.
Those years that cannot be seen clearly, the past that cannot be erased—
Jiang Yang stood on the stage, listening to the applause, but like a child, standing alone in the corner, holding a book, watching other children read another book is very happy.
fine.
He has a big devil.
He wants to create his own past, let these children come and read it with him, and then he can show off how amazing this book is. This is Jiang Yang's pride and pride when he applauds.
The awards ceremony is over.
The rest is to take pictures, people in the industry get to know each other, reporters to interview, etc. When Jiang Yang and the others got into the small Han car, they were exhausted, and they let out a sigh of relief together leaning on the back of the chair.
Han Xiaoxiao: "Director Jiang, is this car not as comfortable as the luxury car at home?"
She has to inspire Zhou Hao's fighting spirit.
After Zhou Hao became a producer, their entire company became a production team accordingly, and Han Xiaoxiao is now a life producer. But now is the preparation stage of the crew, their workload is not heavy, and the advertising business cannot be lost.
after all-
Han Xiaoxiao held an impromptu meeting in the living room the night she learned about filming.
This movie.
The director is a commercial shooter, the producer is also a commercial shooter, and the most qualified is a screenwriter.
Now the company has invested all the money in the movie, and it’s really hard to say whether the movie will make money or not. Sometimes a good foreign script is directly handed over to the director for remake, and he can remake it crookedly, so their movie will not be successful. Still two.
so-
Han Xiaoxiao felt that the company's basic disk should not be lost, and he still had to shoot an advertisement when he had time.
"good."
Jiang Yang doesn't care about luxury cars now, what he cares about is: "What's the matter with this handbag, is it really a reporter?"
Han Xiaoxiao, who was driving, was helpless, "I don't know either."
After she went in early, she was led by someone and took the handbag.
Jiang Yang took it over and looked at it. There were promotional materials, press releases, and—
"A red envelope?"
Han Xiaoxiao was surprised: "There are still red envelopes?! How much?"
"You drive well."
Jiang Yang took out the red envelope, "Five hundred!"
Zhou Hao: "This is the fare."
He admired him very much, "It's okay, Mr. Han, you can still earn double wages when you come out to work."
Jiang Yang: "Then this counts as income from working hours?"
Zhou Hao: "That's right, it has to be confiscated."
Han Xiaoxiao: "Look forward, who has the steering wheel?"
Jiang Yang hurriedly put the red envelope back, and put the handbag on the passenger seat, "Old Zhou, don't keep thinking about hanging yourself on the street lamp."
"I-"
Zhou Hao had never seen someone change his face so quickly.
(end of this chapter)