From teaching to superstar

Chapter 250 MV Completed

Everyone enjoyed the meal, even Populus euphratica drank a lot.

In addition to asking the hotel to find Fan Jianan and the others a replacement driver, Hu Yang went home in the car of his sister-in-law Song Wenya after the others who did not have a car sent them to a taxi.

Populus euphratica will never drive after drinking.

This kind of fluke psychology is even more unacceptable and unaffordable.

the night is getting darker
The night in the capital is still so charming.

Under the cover of night, temptation also seems to become unscrupulous.

On the balcony of a building somewhere in Tongzhou, Beijing.

A man held a flickering cigarette and said to the phone: "I don't know who you are and who is behind it, but please don't look for me again in the future. I am very satisfied with my life now."

It's unclear whether his face turned red from drinking or his shortness of breath.

"Ha ha!"

"Don't forget, your future mother-in-law needs you to have a house in the capital before agreeing to her daughter marrying you. Are you willing to disappoint your girlfriend who has been with you for six years? With just a few clicks of the mouse, 200 million is It's yours, and the down payment for the house is almost enough, don't you really think about it?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was full of infinite temptation.

It seemed certain he couldn't refuse.

The man also took a deep puff of the cigarette and exhaled it through his lungs. The smoke blurred his face.

"To be honest, if you gave me 500 million at the beginning, I would really agree to your request, but it's a pity that you are too stingy and have no courage."

"Is Mr. Hu's MV so worthless? Or do you think I'm easy to buy and it's not worth your extra money?"

The corner of his mouth gradually reveals a mocking meaning.

"But it's also thanks to you that you didn't offer me an offer that I couldn't refuse, otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do." He laughed at himself.

"300 million, don't go too far, it's too much." The voice on the other end of the phone said with a faint threat.

The man pressed the cigarette that was about to burn out in his hand to the ashtray next to him.

"I said, I won't agree to you, and you don't want to try to bribe other people. I'm not afraid to tell you that I have copied all the MVs and saved them, and I have also sent a copy to Mr. Hu's mailbox."

After speaking, he smiled to himself.

When he heard the sound of something breaking from the phone, he laughed even more happily.

"Aren't you afraid that I will make the recording of our call public?" the person on the other end of the phone threatened.

The man said indifferently: "It's up to you. At that time, did you think Mr. Hu believed in the recordings on the Internet, or the person who sent the MV to him?"

After he made up his mind, he prepared for his own retreat.

"You have the guts, you really have the guts!"

After a long time, an unwilling voice sounded over there.

"Why? Give me a reason and let me lose clearly."

"During dinner tonight, I received a red envelope of 20 yuan. This is the first time I have received such a big red envelope in my life." His eyes were slightly rosy.

He's just an editor who doesn't matter in the eyes of others.

Over the years, the "scissors" in his hand have cut out many exquisite videos or films.

But never has it received such respect and attention as this time.

Not only in terms of money, but also Hu Yang's attitude towards him.

Of course, money is also a very heavy weight.

If Hu Yang was a stingy person, then he would really choose to take the two 300 million black money.

"Are you out of your mind? If you want 20 or 300 million, your math teacher's coffin will almost be overwhelmed." An angry voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Idiot, I am happy, and 300 million is hard to buy, so get out!" After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Lighting a cigarette again, hesitating silently.

The moon came out from the clouds, and the clear light fell on him, casting a bright and clean shadow, exuding a faint brilliance.

When Hu Yang woke up the next day, he saw a notification on his mobile phone that there was a new email.

Open it and look, it is the MV video sent by Wu Tianhua.

I thought they were good, but it turned out that they were still the original ones.

I don't understand why he sent it.

I didn't care, just went over there at noon to have a look.

Walking to the living room, I found the message left by Song Wenya, saying that she had gone back to school.

Just slumped on the sofa.

Hu Yang stretched out his hands and rubbed his aching head, and secretly vowed not to drink so much alcohol in the future.

Of course, this oath must be broken sooner or later.

It's just that I don't know how long it can last.

After simply eating something, I started to exercise in the yard.

Through exercise, the residual alcohol in the body can be discharged through sweat, and it can also play a role in fitness.

That's pretty good.

At noon, Hu Yang picked up the car at the Jingcheng Hotel and went to Fan Jianan's studio.

He wants to see how the MV is doing.

When Hu Yang came, Wu Tianhua was discussing something with Yu Feibai.

Chen Hongshuo saw Hu Yang pushing the door softly and wanted to tell Wu Tianhua and Yu Feibai.

But when Hu Yang made a silent gesture, he swallowed back the words that reached his throat.

Hu Yang found a seat and sat down to listen to their discussion quietly.

But in the end, he was so confused that he couldn't understand their technical terms at all.

But he kept smiling slightly.

Hu Yang has always adhered to the principle of "leaving professional matters to professional people".

Unless he himself is really more sure that he can do it, he will go to the field and do it himself.

Otherwise, leave it to the right person to do it.

Gradually, Hu Yang also understood so little.

Wu Tianhua and Yu Feibai were discussing which places to cut and what kind of accompaniment would be needed.

Close cooperation between them is required.

Later, Hu Yang did not stay here, but ran out to chat with Fan Jianan.

Sip tea and listen to him tell some anecdotes.

Time passes day by day.

Hu Yang has spent the past few days practicing songs in the Tianyin recording studio, putting himself in a state where he can sing at any time.

But he will still go to Fan Jianan's studio to see how the post-production of the MV is going.

In the afternoon of the third day, Hu Yang had just entered the elevator.

Fan Jianan called him and said that all the MVs had been completed.

When the elevator door opened, Hu Yang walked out quickly.

"Open it for me to see?" Hu Yang pushed open the door of the editing room and said.

Then Fan Jianan signaled Chen Hongshuo to close the door, and Wu Tianhua opened the completed MV and projected it on the big screen.

The beautiful and romantic picture is played slowly along with the accompaniment sound and subtitles.

For a while, everyone in the editing room was obsessed with it.

Even Yu Feibai couldn't help getting excited, this is the MV they cut out, it's really beautiful.

Twenty minutes later, Populus euphratica smiled and applauded.

Never underestimate the "scissors" in the hands of the editor.

The film and television works we usually see are cut out frame by frame by them.

Seeing that the MV was finally completed, the stone in Hu Yang's heart also fell.

What is left now is to cooperate with the MV.

This is not too difficult for him, it is mainly a simple adaptation problem.

But there is not much time left for him.

Just when everyone was happy, Hu Yang's phone rang.

"I went out to answer a call, it was from CCTV's "Hua Guo Xin Song" program group." Hu Yang explained.

(End of this chapter)