Entertainment 2000: Supporting female stars will bring you a hundredfold return

Chapter 12: If there is no omission, it is not called art (please read it later)
Zhang Yan got up from the mat, turned on the computer without saying anything, and asked:
"You wrote a novel? Which website is it on?"

"Can't we watch it tomorrow?"

"Say it!"

Tang Wen sighed: "Jin Yong Inn."

Zhang Yan has been obsessed with collecting manuscripts and making money recently, and has not been to Jin Yong Inn for a long time.

Sun Chao doesn't have this habit at all.

Less than a minute later, Zhang Yan shouted, "Your book has been recommended at the top?!"

Sun Chao couldn't lie down anymore, so he got up and moved to the computer, and the two of them huddled together to watch.

"Fuck! A tomb-robbing story? This writing is very sophisticated."

"And there's also the portrait of Fatty Fan. Wow, that's a really cool painting, Old Tang."

Tang Wen: "...Keep your voices down, both of you. What's the point of burning or not? This is art. Do you understand art?"

Zhang Yan’s face was full of contempt: “I understand, I understand. If you don’t take off or leak anything, it’s not art. Go to sleep.”

Tang Wen turned over silently, turned his back to them, and gradually fell asleep.

The next day, he got up on time, and Sun Chao was sleeping like a dead dog.

There was no sign of Zhang Yan nearby.

When I turned around, I saw that he had big dark circles under his eyes and was still looking at the computer screen.

"Stay all night?" Tang Wen asked.

After a few seconds, Zhang Yan replied slowly: "You kid, you really have some talent."

Had breakfast.

Zhang Yan, who had been up all night, did not seem tired and sent a group email to his part-time workers.

Let everyone help recommend Tang Wen’s book “Ghost Blows Out the Light”.

Of course, there was no money at all.

All recommendations are mandatory.

What, you don't want to do it?
Haha, if you don’t do it, there are plenty of people who will.

Although Zhang Yan is a foreman, he has already learned the ways of the capitalists.

Sun Chao contacted the real estate agent and prepared to go see the house.

The talented Tang Wen was picked up by Zhang Ran of Jingwen Records.

"What kind of work? And I need to change clothes?"

Zhang Ran brought a white outfit for Tang Wen.

Click.

Zhang Ran locked the passenger door first, then said, "At the birthday party, you sing two songs, one fairy tale and one happy birthday. And then toast."

"What the hell? Lao Zhang, do I have to toast you? Stop the car!" Tang Wen stared at Zhang Ran, holding the car door switch with his hand.

Zhang Ran smiled slightly: "Give me one hundred thousand."

Tang Wen: "No matter how much you give, how much?"

"One hundred thousand."

Tang Wen was silent for half a minute before he said, "Brother Zhang, this won't happen again."

Zhang Ran laughed: "Brother, I have negotiated it. 20,000 yuan of it is for your drinking service. The company will only take 40,000 yuan, and you will get 60,000 yuan!"

Tang Wen: "...We don't need to drink from each other's cups?"

"You're just dreaming. It's the girl's 18th birthday. She's no less pretty than a celebrity."

Tang Wen smacked his lips and said, "Brother, you should take more jobs like this in the future."

"Haha, it's a girl who likes your song and asked for you. Normally there aren't so many fools."

Zhang Ran glanced at him, and after the car got on the elevated highway, he said, "By the way, I have negotiated a 10% share of the royalties for your novel."

"Not bad, not bad, Brother Ran is really awesome." Tang Wen gave a thumbs up.

For general new writers, that’s 8%.

For example, Han Han, who became famous this year, received 8% in royalties from his first book, Triple Door.

"Thank you, Brother Ran. I'll give you a big red envelope later."

Zhang Ran was all smiles. "It's mainly because you wrote well. The website also did a great job promoting it, so they made an exception and gave me 10%. But there are conditions. For the second part, they have priority in publishing rights."

"No problem." Tang Wen values ​​his identity as a writer more.

At a time when sales of physical books are declining, you don’t make much money from a single book.

Fortunately, prices are not high now.

Maybe I can earn enough money to buy a house in the third ring road of the capital?

Thinking of this, Tang Wen's heart became hot again.

In my previous life, I spent decades dreaming of obtaining a hukou in the capital and owning a house, but I never achieved my goal until my death.

Now, it's almost within reach.

The birthday party was held at the famous Imperial Capital Hotel.

This was Tang Wen’s first time here, but he didn’t expect that he was not here to consume, but to make money.

His "Fairy Tale" is the opening song.

As soon as I entered the stage, I saw a girl in a white princess dress waving at me in the main seat.

When he got closer, he saw that the girl was indeed very beautiful.

Unfortunately, people have also seen through him and his appearance is average.

Suddenly, the girl lost her energy and sat quietly on the stool, listening to him sing without showing any excitement.

Tang Wen gritted his teeth and stepped down: I will find a female celebrity to cooperate with when I go back, upgrade the system, and improve the appearance!
As for becoming handsome, will it arouse other people's suspicion?

He thought it was okay and asked that she was 18 years old and still growing.

If everything can become bigger, can’t the face become more handsome?

After the weekend.

The popularity of "Fairy Tale" not only did not decline, but instead rushed to the top of the music charts of major radio stations.

The most direct feedback is that Tang Wen has more commercial performances. As a qualified part-time agent, Zhang Ran raised the price: "No, Mr. Lin, 30,000 was the price last week, and now we won't go for 50,000. Yes, it has to be 60,000."

After half a minute, he hung up the phone, his eyes full of excitement: "It's settled, 60,000."

For a job that pays 60,000 yuan, you not only have to sing, but you also have to drink a few glasses.

It was already evening when we finished.

After getting off the car, Tang Wen handed him a stack of banknotes as usual.

Zhang Ran pinched it with his hand and keenly noticed that the thickness was wrong. He lowered his head and counted it. It was two thousand.

Twice as much as before.

"This kid is really good at dealing with people."

Zhang Ran grabbed his phone and wanted to contact a few more bosses.

But then he put down the phone.

Before getting off the car, Tang Wen said that he would shoot an MV in the next few days.

Zhang Ran swerved the car and turned it around. He couldn't help but sigh, "Will it take several days to shoot a music video?"

Oh, let’s find a way to get his songs on more music radio stations.

You are still young and don’t know the importance of making money while you are popular.

It’s no wonder Zhang Ran kept complaining, it was really because Tang Wen gave him too much.

In just one or two weeks, he earned more than two months' salary.

Of course, he also mobilized a lot of connections.

Just let Tang Wen earn more.

The community next to Beijing Film Academy.

Tang Wen's house is rented here.

It has three bedrooms and one living room. It was renovated two years ago. The interior looks 90% new and is fully equipped with home appliances.

The rent is also expensive, 2000 a month.

Sun Chao and Zhang Yan did not live together either. They lived in the building next door, each renting a one-bedroom apartment.

Tang Wen's room had already been cleaned up by the female employees of the studio.

As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the faint scent of laundry detergent.

Sun Chao moved his bedding and clothes from school here.

The female employee of the studio came over in the afternoon, washed the clothes, and hung them on the balcony. They are now completely dry.

Tang Wen couldn't help but sigh that the female employees were very attentive.

No wonder so many people like to be the boss.

After taking a shower, he threw himself on the 1.80-meter-long bed and rolled over in obedience.

Thinking back to my previous life, I was in my thirties and still didn’t live in a house of more than 100 square meters.

Now, even though I’m just 18, someone is cleaning my room for me.

The mood can not help but be particularly good.

The next morning, add some as usual.

【Power 54→59】

[Agility 51→56]

Tang Wen had never specifically measured how much his strength had increased or how much his speed had increased.

I can just clearly feel that when I walk, my body feels lighter and my muscles feel stronger.

After breakfast, he called Zhang Ran to talk about buying a car.

Zhang Ran: "There is a new model that is quite suitable for you young people.

Santana 2000 is only about or yuan.

I'll find someone and I can get it for 150,000. How's that?"

One hundred and fifty thousand?
not so good!
Is Santana so expensive?

I can add another 5 yuan and buy a lovely wife.

But unfortunately, Mr. Lei is still working on software at Kingsoft.

There is no sign of the Xiaomi phone, let alone my wife.

"Well," Tang Wen hesitated.

I think even if I buy a Santana, I probably won’t be able to drive it for too long before having to replace it.

In that case, is it necessary to spend hundreds of thousands to buy it now?
Filming TV dramas and MVs all cost money, so it’s better to save money.

However, a means of transportation is still necessary.

"Forget it, Brother Ran, just get me a second-hand Xiali." It's not that he can't afford a Santana, but a second-hand Xiali is more cost-effective.

This sentence silenced Zhang Ran.

"You are a singer with representative works, and you only drive a second-hand Xiali?" Zhang Ran was shocked. This boy was so generous in sharing money with me.

How come young people don’t have any vanity when it comes to buying a car to gain face?
Tang Wen said calmly: "If I can do well in the future, my second-hand Xiali will be an inspirational story. If I can't do well, others will say that I am down-to-earth and not arrogant."

"Tsk, OK, you are more mature than me." Zhang Ran really admired him, "Do you have a driver's license?"

"I'll have to trouble you again."

"Well, I have a friend who runs a driving school. The registration fee is 1000. The driver's license will be mailed to you in three days."

"Okay, I still have two classmates to do."

After settling the driver's license issue, Tang Wen called Zu Feng again.

Ask him to help you make an appointment with Dong Xuan.

In the MV of "Fairy Tale", she is the heroine.

get out of class ends at noon.

Tang Wen came to a coffee shop near the school.

After a while, a tall girl in a white dress walked in, attracting everyone's attention.

(End of this chapter)