The Wind of China Entertainment 2005

Chapter 513 Casting

Chapter 513 Casting
"Mr. Wu is back."

"I'm back. Lost in Thailand wrapped up yesterday morning."

In the studio, people stood up one after another, stretched out their hands and greeted with a smile.

"Old Wu, I haven't seen you for two months. You've become a lot darker."

"Don't mention it. The sun in Thailand is, in one word, poisonous."

"Hahaha." Everyone laughed. That's right, General Manager Wu's face turned darker.

"Here, let's share the local specialties we brought back." Wu Lang put the gift in his hand on the table with a smile.

"Wow, such a big bag." Everyone rushed forward.

"This wood carving is mine, don't try to steal it."

"If you say you don't want to rob me, then I won't. Which grandson is pinching me?"

"The durian cake tastes good. The boss lady brought some for everyone when she came back. We just finished eating it yesterday, so it's a good time to make up for it."

"Thank you, Mr. Wu." Zhang Wenbo received a very stylish yellow striped ceramic cup.

Wu Lang stared at him from head to toe, and after a moment, he congratulated him, "You've done a great job of publicity."

"Thank you for the compliment." Zhang Wenbo withdrew his gaze from the cup and laughed.

“Although the effect is slightly different from what we expected, overall, we have successfully completed our mission in this marketing campaign!”

Wu Lang nodded, knowing exactly where the deviation he was referring to was.

According to the original plan, the cheesy love talk video between Lu Yuan and Liu Shishi would receive the most attention.

In fact, the video of the two is indeed very popular.

But no one expected that Huang Xiaoming would show up unexpectedly. The video shot by Xiaoming and Yang Ying stood out among the many invited guests.

In the end, it was equally popular as Lu Yuan's video.

The leader is dressed in a white suit and looks like a domineering president. With a hand full of greasy red roses, his reputation has warmed up again.

Netizens made a lot of jokes, trying to evoke memories of Brother Xiao Ming’s death.

Huang Xiaoming has become autistic because of this video.

“It’s more than a perfect completion.”

Wu Lang sighed, "It's excessive, it's viral. Now almost all the friends' circles are filled with similar words. The "Time Travel" Love Talk Challenge has topped the Weibo topic rankings for several consecutive times. On the way back, I heard many young students discussing "Time Travel Cohabitation". To be honest, this is what you do in marketing."

"I admire you!" He gave a thumbs up.

"The initial idea came from Lu Jing, I don't dare to take credit for it." Zhang Wenbo was very humble.

Wu Lang was quite curious: "I heard that you asked the boss for a military order for the publicity this time?"

"Well." Zhang Wenbo sighed and explained, "This kind of earthy love talk is more suitable for chatting online across the screen, and it's okay to record the video in advance.

But if you speak it out in public, the person involved will feel very embarrassed and it will also give goose bumps to the listeners.

The boss has superb acting skills and has no pressure, but the boss lady is a girl after all, and has a thin skin, so she is a little worse in this aspect. "

At this point, he glanced behind him, lowered his voice like a thief, and said, "After returning from Weibo Night, the boss lady was upset for a while. Let me tell you, the boss started soaking wolfberries these days."

Wu Lang winked at him wildly.

A trace of suspicion flashed across Zhang Wenbo's eyes. He saw the woman who had been standing behind him step forward and said with a smile: "You guys chat, I'll go up first."

Chen Zhixi glanced at Zhang Wenbo inconspicuously, then turned around and walked upstairs in her high heels.

Wu Lang asked, "What is the boss doing?"

"Han Han came over today to discuss the script," Zhang Wenbo replied, nodding at Chen Zhixi's back, then belatedly asked, "Who is she?"

"A new colleague, one of the producers of Lost in Thailand, with outstanding abilities." Wu Lang answered truthfully.

"Oh." Zhang Wenbo breathed a sigh of relief, no need to worry.

"I forgot to mention that she is the boss lady's new best friend." Wu Lang patted his shoulder, shook his head, and said sympathetically: "Old Zhang, you... well... take care of yourself."

"Gah!" Zhang Wenbo was stunned for a moment.

In the office on the second floor, Han Han negotiated with Lu Yuan about the script.

Guo Jingming's 3 million plan did give him a sense of urgency.

Their stories of becoming famous are similar. Although they are both from Shanghai, they compete openly and secretly so fiercely that it is normal for them to be mentioned in the same breath.

He looked down on Guo Jingming's plagiarism and borrowing, and Guo Jingming looked down on his literary works.

Compared with him, Guo Jingming is better in business.

In 2003, "Fantasy City" was published. The following year, Guo Jingming established a studio, recruited talents, targeted the youth fiction literature market, and launched a series of best-selling books.

Since the establishment of the Chinese Writers Rich List in 2006, Guo Jingming has been among the top five every year, and his accumulated royalties have reached 9700 million.

In 2007 and 2008, he topped the list of China's richest writers with royalties of 1100 million and 1300 million respectively.

In 2011, Guo Jingming regained the title of the richest Chinese writer with a high royalty of 2450 million yuan.

Compared with the other party, Han Han's income from royalties is much worse.

In the past two years, Guo Jingming has smelled the profitability of the film and television industry and decided to make his novel into a movie.

As a representative figure of contemporary writers born in the 80s, Han Han is unwilling to lag behind.

Even if he had not met Lu Yuan by chance, he would definitely find an opportunity to direct, it's just that the time might be later.

Lu Yuan has read the script of "See You Tomorrow" many times, and gradually figured out what Han Han wanted to express.

Han Han style growth!

The story begins on Dongji Island, a fictional island located in the easternmost part of China.

Hu Sheng, a young man with low intelligence, tells the stories about his two buddies, Ma Haohan and Jiang He.

Ma Haohan returns to his hometown after years of working outside, only to find that the entire island is facing demolition, and his best friend, Jiang He, the only teacher on the island, will also be transferred to a more remote area.

So Ma Haohan made a decision: to drive Jiang He to report to the school more than 3,000 kilometers away.

The three brothers embarked on an unprecedented journey.

Ma Haohan planned to first meet his childhood sweetheart Zhou Mo, and then meet his pen pal Liu Yingying, with whom he had been corresponding for eighteen years.

At the same time, I use this journey to commemorate my upcoming 30th birthday.

During this period, he met the prostitute Su Mi and the swindler A Lu, who eventually stole Ma Haohan's car.

"Shh."

He closed the script and asked, "Hu Sheng, Jiang He, and Ma Haohan are actually the same person, right? Or rather, Hu Sheng is Haohan in his childhood, while Jiang He is Haohan's passionate and idealistic youth when he first entered society. These two stages together made Haohan.

"Yes."

Han Han smiled and said, "Jiang He is an idealist, the kind of young man who has just graduated from college and entered society without any experience.

He sees everything in this society as beautiful. Even if bad things happen, he still stays in his own world and looks at everything optimistically.

As an elementary school teacher for ten years, even when he was sent to teach in the westernmost part of the country, he never took the initiative to fight for anything for himself and was always in a passive stage.

Ma Haohan is different. I set his age to 29. This is the dividing line between youth and middle-aged, and also the age between boys and men.

So this story actually tells the story of Ma Haohan's journey from youth to maturity, saying goodbye to the past and accepting reality."

"Just like me," he added with a grin.

"What year were you born?" Lu Yuan stared at his unruly long hair, curious.

"In 82, I turned 30 exactly after the new year." Han Han replied.

Lu Yuan nodded. Just hearing the other party mention it, he suddenly realized that he would be 30 in a few years.

He subconsciously turned his eyes to the wolfberry tea on the table.

No, for the sake of my happiness, I have to exercise restraint in the future and not let that girl do whatever she wants.

No matter how fancy, seductive, or sticky she is, the number... um... is halved, no more than twice a night. Han Han said with some envy: "We are both born in the 80s, why do you look like you are only in your early 20s?"

Lu Yuan pointed and said, "There is a makeup artist in the studio. Go out, go downstairs, and turn left. Tell her how young you want to be. It's free. You can go now."

"Well, let's continue talking about the script." Han Han picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

"Do you have any target candidates in mind for these roles?" Lu Yuan asked.

Han Han asked tentatively: "You"

Lu Yuan interrupted him and said, "Don't count on me. I have three movies to shoot next year."

"Three plays are not too many." Han Han persuaded.

He knew very well that this was a low-budget road movie with an investment of only 1800 million yuan. It was also his first time as a director and he couldn't find any big names to join.

But Lu Yuan is an investor, and the box office of "Flying Daggers of Dragon Gate" is heading for 6 million yuan. Yu Huatian is extremely popular, so he might as well try to invite him, just in case it works.

"I really don't have time." Lu Yuan insisted.

"Okay." Seeing this, Han Han stopped pestering.

"The character of Ma Haohan is a rough guy who has driven a taxi and worked as a security guard. He has been polished by society and forced by reality. He carefully hides his dreams in his heart, but his eyes are full of determination. I think Zhu Yawen can give it a try. His image fits the role very well."

Lu Yuan looked at him in surprise.

"Where's Mr. Hu?"

"I have a friend who is a racer who can play this role." Han Han said hesitantly.

"Jianghe?"

"The character of Jiang He is ignorant, kind, pure, and a bit naive. Zhu Yilong is suitable for this role," Han Han blurted out.

Lu Yuan frowned, picked up the teapot and filled it up.

"Although Zhu Yilong is signed to my studio, she is still a newcomer and needs to hone her acting skills. I know what you are thinking about. You don't have to. I have told you before that, apart from giving the role of Su Mi to Liu Xinyu because her temperament is indeed suitable, you can consider other castings on your own. I will not interfere."

He asked Zhu Yawen and Luo Jin to talk to the other party, but it didn't mean they were the only ones who had to choose. The final choice still depended on Han Han himself.

After all, when it comes to understanding the script and the character, no one can compare to Han Han himself.

He is not an amateur who does not praise for the sake of praise. For him, fitting the role is the most important thing.

"Don't worry, I've thought about it seriously." Han Han explained: "When I talked to Zhu Yawen, I found that he is very suitable for this role in all aspects. Zhu Yilong's sunshine is also similar to Jiang He."

He used to be in the literary circle, and although he knew some people in the entertainment industry, the range of choices was much smaller when it came to finding someone who fits the character's setting in the script.

And even if he was chosen and sent an audition invitation, the other party might not agree. After all, this was the first film he directed, so in the end he could only find someone close to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan pondered for a moment and said no more.

"Alu?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. I considered Luo Jin, but I don't think he's suitable." Han Han admitted, and then said: "I do have a few target candidates, but I'm not sure."

"Tell me."

"Nie Yuan, Yin Xiaotian, and Tong Dawei." Han Han read out three names.

Hearing this, Lu Yuan pinched his chin and thought about it.

In 2003, these people and Huang Xiaoming were known as the New Four Little Freshmen, but their subsequent development was not as good as Huang Xiaoming, and they are still struggling in the second line.

Senior brother Huang Xiaoming is surrounded by scandals, but he is actually a first-line star.

Considering the cost of the show, these three are quite suitable.

"Let's call them all to try." Although Lu Yuan preferred his acquaintance Yin Xiaotian, the final decision on who to make would be left to Han Han.

"Row!"

It snowed in the capital.

In front of the studio in the distance, the branches on both sides were covered with fluffy white snow, and the north wind was bleak and whistling past.

Zhou Yaoyao couldn't help but shrink her body. She saw her brother squatting under a tree, fiddling with something.

She grabbed the tree trunk as thin as her arm, shook it gently, and then ran away. Flakes of snow fell on Zhou Qi.

"Whoosh!"

Zhou Qi, with a few white hairs and a grin, chased after him, but unexpectedly he fell down. Just as he got up, he was faced with a snowball as big as a fist.

Perhaps he was hurt by the impact, so he covered his face and dived towards his old mother who was standing with his aunt.

"Mom, sister. Woo woo, it's sister." He hugged his old mother's thighs and cried.

"Zhou Yaoyao!"

While helping her son clean the snow off his forehead, Lu Jia glared at her daughter fiercely.

But the silly girl had already run to her uncle, holding a cigarette in her hand, with her arm stretched out and her head tilted, glancing at the unpacked red carpet with her peripheral vision, constantly testing.

"pong!" Lu Yuan suddenly said.

"Ah!" Zhou Yaoyao turned her head reflexively and buried her head in her uncle's arms.

After a long while, no sound came. She quietly opened her eyes, revealing a slit.

"Bad uncle!" She shook her arms to express her dissatisfaction.

"Watch out for the cigarette in your hand." Lu Yuan looked at the black spots on his down jacket, feeling very depressed.

"You deserve it. You scared her." Liu Shishi gloated.

Lu Yuan casually grabbed a small ball and hit Miss Liu right on the forehead.

Liu Shishi clenched his fists and glared.

The guy rubbed the little girl's head nonchalantly, told her to get lost, looked at his watch, and started the fire.

"Crack!"

The sound of firecrackers added a bit of red to the white sky, and the strong smell of gunpowder drifted in the wind.

Remote studios are officially a thing of the past.

In the morning, Lu Yuan upgraded the studio and changed it to a limited liability company called "Yuanfang Media" with a registered capital of 100 million yuan.

The company's internal structure has been adjusted.

General Manager: Wu Lang.

It consists of five major departments.

TV drama division: Zhouyi Studio.

Director: Jiang Xuemeng.

Film Division: Wen Muye Studio.

Director: Chen Zhixi

Shared Resources Division: Legal Department, Audit Department.

Operations Department: Publicity Department, Marketing Department.

Director: Zhang Wenbo.

Artist Business Department: Group One, Group Two.

Director, Jiang Qiuyun.