Unscientific Movie King

Chapter 62 Yellow Hair
"It's okay, no need, I was just saying it casually."

Seeing Baoqiang was filled with righteous indignation and was about to start fighting, Qin Chuan's sense of guilt was reduced a lot.

I am helping him.

The two walked for a while and waved goodbye at the intersection. Qin Chuan took a taxi back to the community with heating, and Bao Qiang took the bus back to the basement where the coal stove was burned.

The two have known each other for such a long time, but they rarely have any financial dealings.

If Baoqiang needed anything, he would naturally ask him, and he didn't intend to break the other party's self-esteem without asking.

Besides, what Baoqiang lacks now is not the 1,800 yuan for coal.

What he lacks is the opportunity to stand out.

Qin Chuan cannot give this opportunity for the time being.

After getting in the taxi, Qin Chuan touched his pocket and said, "Fuck, where's my lighter?"

At the bus stop, Baoqiang held a cigarette in his mouth and played with his lighter out of boredom, puffing away like Chen Haonan in the movie.

You know what, the steel ones are better, and there’s a string of English words on them: Zippo.

I heard that this kind of lighter does not use gas, but kerosene.

"Brother Chuan is so generous. He just gave it to me like this."

Seeing the bus coming in the distance, Baoqiang happily put his lighter in his pocket, put out his cigarette, threw it on the ground and crushed the sparks with his shoes, then took out the change he had prepared and got on the bus.

……

On Monday at noon, Qin Chuan arrived at the gate of Beijing Film Academy.

To get to Ma Ge’s recording studio, one has to go through Beijing Film Academy, so he came over to wait for Huang Bo.

It is not easy to pretend to be a student of Beijing Film Academy in winter because they have winter uniforms, which are black, medium-length, with hoods, and have the name of Beijing Film Academy printed on the chest, which looks very warm.

Qin Chuan looked down at his 1,500-yuan down jacket and 800-yuan Martin boots, not envious of them at all.

After sending a text message to Huang Bo, he stood waiting at the door.

After a few minutes, Huang Bo did not arrive, but Liu Yifei appeared at the school gate dragging a suitcase, followed by a beautiful woman in her thirties with a perfect figure and elegant temperament.

Qin Chuan's eyes lit up.

Isn’t this Liu Xiaoli?

Later, when Liu Yifei said that she was the ugliest in her family, netizens didn't believe it.

When he met her mother, Qin Chuan felt that what she said made sense.

"Mom, I saw someone I know, I'll go over and say hello." Liu Yifei said to Liu Xiaoli.

Liu Xiaoli looked at Qin Chuan for a few times. He was tall, young, and handsome, and his clothes were similar to those of the rich young men in Beijing Film Academy.

Subconsciously, she thought this was Liu Yifei's classmate.

After Liu Xiaoli nodded, Liu Yifei walked towards Qin Chuan.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

"Wait someone."

"Who are you waiting for?"

"My brother-in-law."

"What are you waiting for him for?"

Qin Chuan was speechless: "You are checking the household registration."

"Stingy." Liu Yifei wrinkled his nose: "It's not okay to even ask."

"What are you doing here?" Qin Chuan asked.

"It's almost the end of the semester, I'm coming over to take the exam."

Qin Chuan nodded suddenly. Beijing Film Academy does not object to students going out to film as long as they have the ability.

To put it bluntly, everyone who comes to Beijing Film Academy to study has a dream of becoming a star.

If you have the opportunity and ability, just take it if you come across a good role. The school will not stop you.

But the final exam must be taken and you cannot fail the exam.

This is the case with Liu Yifei. He is rarely at school when there is no filming. He only comes back to school at the end of the semester.

"What's that look in your face?"

"Nothing, I just admire you."

Some people are born with good fortune, and you can't help but admire them.

"Xixi, are you ready?" Liu Xiaoli began to urge.

"Okay, mom, I'll be right there." After responding to his mother, Liu Yifei said to Qin Chuan, "I wanted to call you to tell you, but now that we've met, I'll tell you that Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils will be airing during the winter break."

"Thank you, I got it." Qin Chuan was not surprised that Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils was broadcast.

There is no shortage of market for Zhang Jizhong's plays, not to mention such a popular IP as Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. I'm afraid the plays would have been sold as soon as the TV series was launched.

TV stations will not hold back such big-budget dramas. Basically, they will be scheduled for broadcast after post-production is completed and wait for broadcast.

"Let's go, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

Liu Yifei waved, trotted back to his mother Liu Xiaoli, and dragged his suitcase into the campus.

Liu Xiaoli asked: "Is he a classmate?"

"No, I met him while filming Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils."

"Really? Who is he playing?"

"You Tanzhi."

You Tanzhi, a minor character.

Liu Xiaoli looked back at Qin Chuan again and suddenly felt that this young man was not that good-looking, and looked a bit like Huangmao.

I don't know what you are doing standing there in front of the gate of Beijing Film Academy, looking so lazy.
Find an opportunity to remind Xixi not to be fooled.

Qin Chuan stood there for more than ten minutes and finally waited for Huang Bo to come out.

The two of them left the alley and took a taxi, first went to register the copyright of the song, and then went to Lao Ma's recording studio.

As usual, Qin Chuan recorded the song first.

"I want to see you smile"

"I want to make trouble with you"

"I want to hold you in my arms"

"The last second I was red-faced and arguing."

"The next second you turn around, you can make peace."

Qin Chuan was recording a song inside, and Lao Ma outside said to Huang Bo: "Your brother-in-law is not simple. It has only been a short time, and he has produced another masterpiece."

When he was young, Lao Ma also formed a band and served as the lead singer.

Although he hasn't written many songs, you can still tell whether a song is good or not.

The previous Drum Tower in Qinchuan is good enough as this one, both are excellent products.

In his opinion, songs are generally divided into ordinary, good, fine and popular.

The so-called hot-selling works are those that are popular all over the country, widely sung, and enduring, and will not be outdated even after ten years.

Currently, every first-line singer on the market has at least three or five hit songs.

Qin Chuan’s two songs are still a little far from being hits, but they are considered to be excellent works.

This is already pretty good.

For most singers, it is impossible to write a masterpiece in their entire life.

Qin Chuan is only nineteen years old, but with two excellent songs, his future is limitless.

"Oh, he just wrote it for fun and sang it randomly." Although Huang Bo said he didn't care, the corners of his mouth were almost cracked to the back of his ears.

"Just pretend." Lao Ma smiled and continued to look at Qin Chuan who was recording a song.

Just like last time, Qin Chuan recorded for a long time until there were no flaws.

After coming out, I told Lao Ma about the music requirements: "I need a piano, erhu, saxophone, guitar...how much?"

"We are old acquaintances. Talking about money hurts our relationship." Old Ma invited the two to sit in the reception room, poured tea himself, and said with a smile, "I won't charge you this time."

Huang Bo said: "Old Ma, you better take the money. I'm scared if you don't."

Never use favors to solve things that can be solved with money.

He was worried that Qin Chuan would be blamed.

"Old Huang, we have known each other for so many years. Am I that kind of person?" Old Ma looked at Qin Chuan and said with a smile, "I only have one request. Write the words 'we recorded in the recording studio' in the song creation column."

Qin Chuan said: "Brother Ma, I don't need this little recording fee."

"I know you have money. Just add the name of our recording studio and I will do my best to create this song for you until you are satisfied."

Huang Bo said dissatisfiedly: "Old Ma, what you said is true. If we don't add the name, won't you do it carefully?"

"Old Huang, that's not what I meant. Just add your name. From now on, I won't charge you for recording songs. I will arrange and compose the music for you for free according to the highest quality."

"What if we are not satisfied?"

"Change until you are satisfied."

(End of this chapter)