In the entertainment industry, everyone has been reborn, but who will be their servant?

Chapter 6 Sowing discord
At this moment, Qin Xuan left the green screen factory and came outside, since he was now considered an outsider and it was inconvenient for him to stay inside.

He could never go inside to do manual labor like moving equipment.

As soon as Qin Xuan came outside, he felt a wave of heat, which made him sweat profusely, so he found a canvas awning in a corner.

Inside, there was a reclining folding chair with an ice silk fabric seat, a small pink fan next to it, and sliced ​​cantaloupe and grapes on the table.

Qin Xuan wiped his sweat, and seeing that there were few people around, he hesitated for a moment, but still chose to go to the shaded area to hide. As soon as he entered, the temperature dropped a few degrees.

Lying on the folding chair, I felt a cool breeze travel from my back to my whole body. Turning on the fan made it even more comfortable.

This must be a celebrity's seat; only celebrities get this kind of treatment.

Anyway, they would lie down for a while after filming for a while.

As for not eating other people's food, that would be too lacking in boundaries.

Just as he was estimating the filming hours of those celebrities, he unknowingly felt sleepy and fell asleep. Mainly, he had just been reborn and was under a lot of mental pressure, after all, he had to adapt to such a new world.

In his dream, Qin Xuan dreamt that he had lost everything and had to deliver food. His electric scooter weaved through torrential rain, receiving bad reviews and complaints. The landlord's phone rang constantly, demanding rent, and he couldn't even afford a bowl of hot noodles.

"Uh!" Qin Xuan sat up abruptly, quickly touched his body, looked around, and then met a pair of clear eyes.

And there was that flawless, smooth face right in front of me.

"You slept soundly in my seat without a care in the world," Liu Yifei said in a soft, slightly mischievous voice.

Qin Xuan stood up and moved to the side, saying, "I'm sorry, Teacher Liu, I didn't know this was your seat."

"You can't just sit anywhere if you don't know! Don't you know that's impolite?" Liu Yifei looked innocent, like a little adult.

"I apologize for my mistake." Qin Xuan knew he was in the wrong.

Seeing that he seemed sincere, Liu Yifei decided not to hold it against him and waved her hand, saying, "Okay, I forgive you."

She wasn't angry about it.

Qin Xuan wasn't familiar with her, and seeing that she didn't mind, he prepared to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Liu Yifei took a piece of cantaloupe from the table and handed it to him: "Here, have some. Your lips are all chapped."

Qin Xuan glanced at the cantaloupe in her hand, then at Liu Yifei's sincere face, which touched him somewhat.

"Hmm!" Liu Yifei saw that he didn't move, so she pushed it forward again.

Qin Xuan reached out and took the melon, taking a bite. The sweet juice and rich flesh flowed down his throat and into his limbs and bloodstream.

"You should drink more water in this weather. I don't have any, but you can take these grapes!" Liu Yifei noticed that his face was also peeling, so she picked up a bunch of grapes and gave them to him.

Qin Xuan accepted it, a warm feeling flowing through his heart. In both his past and present lives, apart from his uncle and aunt, no one had ever cared for him like this.

Although he knew Liu Yifei meant well, he couldn't help but feel touched.

"Thank you, Teacher Liu," he said gratefully.

Liu Yifei smiled shyly, her smile pure and without a trace of impurity.

Even Qin Xuan, a cold and indifferent old man, was somewhat touched by Liu Yifei's innocence.

There is still true love in the world!
He found another spot to squat down, and like an old farmer, tilted his head back and took a bite of the grape in his hand. He had been on set for half a day and hadn't had any water, so he was indeed thirsty.

The crew members couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, not at his eating manners, but rather at the fruit in his hand with envy. They usually couldn't eat such fruit; only actors and people from the US, Hong Kong, and Taiwan could.

Just then, Qin Xuan suddenly heard a commotion. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw several young people arguing with a white-skinned American.

"We finally finished the job, and now you want us to start all over again? What do you take us for? Animals?"

"Exactly! You go home after get off work, we work; you drink water, we still work; you eat, we continue working. Don't you treat us like human beings?" "We all do the same work, so why are we different from you Americans and Hong Kongers?"

"Shit, if you can do it, do it; if not, get out!"

The argument was quite heated, and even the crew members couldn't help but gather around to watch, while the onlookers also expressed their dissatisfaction.

This is an irreconcilable conflict, simply because their statuses are different, their treatment is different, and they have already had several arguments, which Qin Xuan has met with several times since then.

That's the current filming environment in China. People from Hong Kong are considered superior, let alone Americans.

To put it simply, for the same job and the same work, people in Hong Kong earn several times more.

There were two famous incidents of conflict: one was the fight between Xie Biwang and someone else in 04; the other was the Zhao Zhen battle in 12, in which celebrities from both sides clearly took sides.

This is just a conflict on stage; even those celebrities can't tolerate it, let alone the serious conflicts behind the scenes.

Because many people behind the scenes cannot speak out.

Qin Xuan finished eating the fruit in his hand, tossed it aside, wiped his mouth, and joined the crowd.

Although those people are from the lower levels, they have at least worked in major film crews and their skills are up to par. Making a low-budget movie is no problem for them.

That's right, Qin Xuan wanted to recruit the lower-level crew of "The Forbidden Kingdom" to work for him.

While the argument was raging, Hendrik Willem Van Loon stepped in to mediate and calm things down. Van Loon was a highly respected figure, and many people trusted his voice.

But the staff were still resentful, so they sat together on the floor to complain.

"Damn it, what the hell is this? Americans can't speak clearly, and neither can Hong Kong people. Working with them is exhausting," one of them complained.

"We'll do the work, they'll take the wages!"

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Seeing their indignant discussion, Qin Xuan had already sat down next to them.

He slapped his thigh indignantly: "They're all snobbish! They use our people, make our movies, and then make money off us, the audience. Without us, they're nothing."

"Yes, that's really true. Our film and television companies are also trash. They just like to use Hong Kong crews. What exactly are we lacking?" The man patted his chest excitedly.

Because of intense emotions, the words spoken are inevitably aggressive.

Of course, their technology is indeed advanced, but these young people don't accept it. Who wouldn't be arrogant?

“Huayi Brothers and Bona Film Group, I can’t stand them the most. They basically employ Hong Kong people and don’t even give them internship opportunities,” another person complained.

In recent years, the entire film and television industry has been using Hong Kong's behind-the-scenes teams; otherwise, so many actors wouldn't be playing supporting roles to Hong Kong and Taiwan stars.

For example, movies like "A Battle of Wits," "The Warlords," and "Red Cliff" were all funded by the mainland, filmed by Hong Kong teams, and starred Hong Kong and Taiwanese celebrities, with a female lead provided as a consolation prize.

It can be said that these years have been the most active period for Hong Kong and Taiwan stars here.

To say that their production model is advanced and their industrial foundation is mature, and that we should learn from their model, is pure nonsense.

The rise of mainland China's production capabilities is due to policy support and the massive investment of mainland capital in film and television special effects. They build cinemas and filming bases, with Wang Jianlin's Oriental Movie Metropolis being the best example.

Most special effects blockbusters are filmed here, but the market can't afford to support them, even though the infrastructure is there.

They have absolutely no connection to Hong Kong. They have no real power whatsoever. After all these years, they're still just cops and robbers.

The Wandering Earth cast many newcomers, some of whom were even interns.

"Especially that Han guy from China Film Group, I can't stand him the most. He talks about some big-budget strategy, but he's just feeding others while we have to drink soup and have to watch their faces. Damn it!" Qin Xuan was also very excited and tried to sow discord here.

There was no other way; I had to blend in with them first. I had to reluctantly play the villain, since he was the biggest boss.

(End of this chapter)