Unscientific Movie King

Chapter 114 Progress Gift Box
Qin Chuan felt that Jinlian must have misunderstood something, that was not what he meant.

So when he stood up to get more food, he changed his seat and sat next to Wang Tingting.

He was terrified when eating the New Year's Eve dinner.

After dinner, Huang Bo and a few others stayed to play mahjong, while Qin Chuan lit a cigarette and enjoyed the cool breeze on the balcony.

"Give me one too." Jinlian came out from behind and stretched out her hand for a cigarette.

Qin Chuan handed over the cigarette and lighter.

Jinlian lit it skillfully, clasped her hands over her chest, and exhaled a deep puff of smoke.

Qin Chuan poked her with his hand.

Jinlian asked, "What?"

"Give me back my lighter."

"It's just a lighter, right? Oh, it's a brand with letters on it, L, and the last name is Lei? Who is it?"

Qin Chuan snatched the lighter and put it in his trouser pocket, saying unhappily, "Lei Zhenzi."

Jinlian smiled and changed the subject: "You also know Wang Baoqiang."

"We've known each other for a long time, since we first started to move to Beijing."

"This guy is good."

Qin Chuan felt that she was talking nonsense: "My first movie won me the Golden Horse Award for Best Newcomer, and I also won the Best Actor Award at a foreign film festival. Of course it's not bad."

Jinlian looked back into the room and said, "You missed the point. The point is that he didn't go to school much, and no one taught him how to perform. It's like he was self-taught."

"He can win the Best Actor Award even though he is self-taught. His talent is so terrifying. He is on par with you."

Qin Chuan shook his head. Anyone who saw Baoqiang's resume would have to say it was awesome. He couldn't compete with that.

"He was signed to Huayi by Feng Xiaogang himself. Don't poach him randomly."

"No, I just want to get to know him in advance. If he wants to come over in the future, who knows. Besides, with his ability, he will establish himself in the entertainment industry sooner or later. It's always good to have more friends."

Qin Chuan could only say that Jinlian didn't dig what should be dug, and dug what shouldn't be dug.

She didn't want Huang Bo, a guy with great potential, and wanted to go for the stubborn Bao Qiang.

"Sister Jin, I want to take a break for a few months. You don't need to assign me any roles during this time."

"Ok!"

"Hmm?" Qin Chuan said: "Why don't you try to persuade me?"

Jinlian said calmly: "Even a donkey needs to rest, so what's wrong with you taking a day off?"

"In fact, even if you don't tell me, I won't arrange any scripts for you in the next few months."

"You have two dramas on hold now, Kung Fu and Chinese Paladin, both are big productions."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the film will be released in May or June. The script you receive then will definitely be different from the one you receive now."

"Let's wait a while. A few months won't make a difference."

Qin Chuan's resume is too clean, and he has too few representative works. The only one he can mention is Qi Ye, but he cannot win the role of a male lead with just this one work.

Kung Fu and Swordsman are good.

Still have to wait.

When Kung Fu is released, Qin Chuan's fame will probably increase, and then he shouldn't have any pressure to play the second male lead.

With a little effort, it is possible to get the leading male role in a B-level production.

When "Legend of Sword and Fairy" is released again and becomes popular, Qin Chuan will no longer take supporting roles and will start as a leading actor.

Qin Chuan was a little embarrassed: "It won't affect your performance, right?"

"Definitely." Jin Liandao exhaled smoke lightly and smiled faintly: "But the entertainment industry is not about who becomes famous faster, but who stays famous longer."

“The fastest way to climb is to take your time.”

Qin Chuan was a little confused: "Sister Jin, can you speak more clearly?"

"It's okay, you don't need to understand, just follow my instructions."

Jinlian has published countless plans for Qinchuan’s development.

The final conclusion is to stay steady and take it slow.

Qin Chuan already has A Chinese Ghost Story. As long as he can maintain his performance with The Legend of Sword and Fairy, he will be a third-tier artist next year.

If she can play the leading role in a few more films within five years and win some awards, and if she handles things properly, she is confident that she can push Qin Chuan to the ranks of second-tier actors.

He was only twenty-six at that time, at the prime of his life.

Qin Chuan didn't know what Jinlian was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely say it was too slow.

He has already debuted for two years, and it took him another five years to make it to the second tier. That would be a waste of time.

He thought three years was too slow.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Qin Chuan brought lots of gifts to pay New Year’s greetings, and it was still Zhao Jian’s house. This was his second visit.

After he entered and sat down, Zhao Jian gave him a cigarette.

Qin Chuan and Zhao Jian talked about his development in the past year. Zhao Jian was pleased to hear that Qin Chuan had acted in Stephen Chow's movie and played the leading role in The Legend of Sword and Fairy.

"You kid, you finally made it."

"It's all thanks to Brother Zhao's promotion. You can say that you are my guide. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

The civil service examination blood in Qin Chuan's bones makes him the embodiment of morality and justice whenever he speaks.

Zhao Jian was moved: "It all depends on your own efforts."

"Brother, there are so many people who work hard, but I haven't seen them succeed. To be honest, I was thinking of returning to my hometown at first, but you gave me hope when I was confused."

"Now that I'm better, I can't forget you. If there's anything I can do for you in the future, just let me know."

In other words, the age is not suitable, and Old Zhao has a son, otherwise Qin Chuan would like to transform into Gao Qiqiang.

"Xiaochuan, that's thoughtful." Zhao Jian patted Qin Chuan's shoulder, feeling very emotional.

He has been in the industry for so many years and has promoted many people, but few of them came back to him after they became famous.

On the contrary, Qin Chuan, who was just mentioned casually at the beginning, and You Tanzhi are just minor characters.

But just for this small matter, Qin Chuan wished him New Year's greetings for two consecutive years.

He didn't even mention asking him for help. Instead, he told me to come to him if I needed anything in the future.

There are not many young people who are so loyal and righteous.

An hour later, Qin Chuan left Zhao Jian's house.

After he left, Lao Zhao's wife began to pack up the New Year gifts sent by Qin Chuan. Before that, the two were chatting and there was no etiquette to organize the gifts in front of others.

Qin Chuan brought quite a few gifts, but they were all common, and some were Shandong specialties.

When packing up a box of eight-treasure porridge, Lao Zhao's wife smiled and said, "Eight-treasure porridge is still used for New Year's greetings these days."

Zhao Jian sat on the sofa, crossed his legs and read the newspaper, without raising his head, he said: "It's just a token of my appreciation, it doesn't matter what I give you."

"No, Qin Chuan is an artist after all, he shouldn't buy anything fancy. Eh." When Old Zhao's wife picked up the eight-treasure porridge, she felt something was wrong: "Why is it still a little heavy?"

I looked down at the packaging and it was indeed eight-treasure porridge. I could even see the cans inside through the transparent plastic sheet in the middle of the box.

But it feels too heavy.

Zhao Jian smelled something different, put down the newspaper, and opened the box of eight-treasure porridge. What caught his eye were two horizontal strips of porridge.

There are three bottles of eight-treasure porridge under Huazi, and a bottle of Moutai with an iron lid is placed on each side of the eight-treasure porridge.

This is just the first layer. Remove the middle foam baffle and you will see two bottles of eight-treasure porridge on the second layer.

In the space next to it were piles of cash, ten piles, exactly one hundred thousand.

Zhao Jian and his wife were stunned.

It’s not that I’ve never seen so much money before, it’s just 100,000 yuan.

What shocked me was that this was the first time I saw someone giving gifts in this way.

Zhao Jian picked up the box of Eight Treasure Porridge. Looking from the outside, through the transparent plastic sheet, he could just see the five bottles of Eight Treasure Porridge on the upper and lower layers; the rest was blocked.

Qin Chuan's approach was to only keep the few bottles of eight-treasure porridge that were visible, and empty the rest, stuffing them with cash, cigarettes, alcohol, and money.

"This boy is a talent!"

……

In order to celebrate the New Year these days, Qin Chuan specially asked Jinlian to arrange a car for him to load his things.

The second stop was Liu Sisi’s home.

While I was still on the overpass, Zhao Jian called.

"Hey, bro, what's up?"

"Your eight-treasure porridge..."

"I don't mean anything else. I'm just giving it to the child. Please accept it. I have a good income now. It's just a small token of my appreciation."

"Okay, I'll take it." Zhao Jian said on the other end of the phone, "Our company has a project at the end of the year, a remake of The Return of the Condor Heroes. You should reserve your schedule in the second half of the year in advance. If there is a suitable role, I will notify you to audition."

I have been waiting for these two years.

Qin Chuan punched the front seat, scaring the driver.

"Thank you, brother. I will arrange the schedule. Happy New Year..."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The 100,000 yuan I received today was my salary for The Legend of Sword and Fairy. It just came down and it’s not even warm yet.

It would be a lie to say I didn't feel sad.

Because he himself didn't have much money.

But time waits for me.

The later version of The Return of the Condor Heroes was first broadcast in early 2006.

This means that the filming of this drama was completed at least in the first half of 2005.

Wait until next Spring Festival to give gifts? The opportunity is gone, and it is not his turn to play Yin Zhiping.

Fortunately, all the hard work was not in vain. The fact that Zhao Jian was willing to reveal this news to him was very telling.

The car window was half lowered, and Qin Chuan smoked while calling Jin Lian, asking her to reserve her schedule for the second half of the year.

By the way, let the company prepare and find a way to get the leading male role in The Return of the Condor Heroes by the end of the year.

Half an hour later, at Liu Sisi's house.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

"Hello uncle, I'm Sisi's friend Qin Chuan. She asked me to bring you some local specialties."

Mr. Liu has a straight back, a thin face, neatly combed hair, and wears glasses. He looks like a high school teacher.

When he saw Qin Chuan, he was not in a good mood at first, but when he thought of his wife and daughter's instructions on the phone, he forced a smile and said:

"Thank you, I know you. Sisi told me about it."

"Xiao Qin, come in and sit down."

"Uncle, I won't sit here anymore. Let's do it next time."

Dad Liu held Qin Chuan tightly and refused to let go. Starting from three days ago, his wife reminded him every day that he must keep Qin Chuan, otherwise she would beat him when she came back.

"Just sit down, even if it's just for a cup of tea."

"Okay, sorry to bother you then." Qin Chuan couldn't refuse the kind invitation, so he had to go into the house.

I heard from Liu Sisi that her father was a worker in the 1990s and later went into business.

Her family is not rich, but it is pretty good, otherwise they wouldn't have chosen to let her learn dance, the tuition for which is not cheap.

After being invited into the house, Liu's father immediately gave Qin Chuan a cigarette. Qin Chuan was flattered: "Uncle, I don't smoke..."

"You don't smoke Hibiscus King, right?"

Qin Chuan remembered that Liu Sisi had given him a lighter, and thought that her father knew that he smoked, so he didn't refuse.

"No, I'm used to smoking cheap cigarettes."

Qin Chuan used a lighter to light a cigarette for Liu's father.

After taking the lighter and seeing the L on it, Dad Liu had a complicated look. This cotton-padded jacket is leaking air, and he has never given a gift to his father.

So, after lighting the cigarette, he calmly put the lighter in his pocket and asked, "Xiao Qin, do you want to drink?"

Qin Chuan was a little at a loss. He was just helping to deliver local specialties, so why were there cigarettes and alcohol too?

"Uncle, it's broad daylight."

"The food has been prepared." Father Liu exhaled smoke, feeling very tired: "I didn't dare to move for more than an hour because I was waiting for you."

Qin Chuan gritted his teeth and said, "Then eat something."

"Wait a minute, I'll heat up the food."

When Qin Chuan came out of Liu Sisi's house, it was already dark and he was a little drunk.

It’s too late to rush to the next house to give gifts, so I can only wait until tomorrow.

After returning home and taking a shower, I wanted to smoke before going to bed, but I found that my lighter was missing.

Thinking carefully about today's experience, he remembered that Father Liu did not return his lighter after lighting the cigarette.

At this moment, Liu Sisi called.

"Brother Chuan, have the specialties been delivered?"

"Delivered."

Liu Sisi said anxiously, "My dad didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

"No, my uncle was very welcoming. He gave me cigarettes and wine, and even invited me to dinner. He was very welcoming."

"That's good. I'm sorry to bother you with this trip. I'll treat you to a meal later."

"It's okay, it's easy."

Until the end of the call, Qin Chuan did not mention the lighter.

It's not worth much in itself, and it was given by Liu Sisi. Now that someone else's father has taken it, why should he want it?

I really can't open my mouth.

(End of this chapter)