Rebirth Starting as a Stock Market Enthusiast

Chapter 145 is indeed quite skilled.

The movements were executed in one smooth motion, quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly.

Qin Ziyi's eyes suddenly lit up!

This is it!

Instead of calling "cut," he gestured to the photographer next to him, asking him to give Xiaoyu a close-up.

Zhou Wei also saw his daughter's "stealing" behavior.

He paused for a moment, then all his tension and stiffness vanished instantly. Instead of following the script, he turned to look at his daughter, his eyes filled with a mixture of amusement and doting affection, without any reproach.

He reached out his large hand and gently ruffled his daughter's hair, his voice deep and gentle: "Little glutton, aren't potato chips for puzzles?"

Xiaoyu looked up at her father with her big, dark eyes, still chewing on potato chips, and said indistinctly, "Dad—this—this puzzle piece is broken, I'll help it—eat it."

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The staff on site couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhou Wei was amused by his daughter. He picked up a potato chip, put it to his daughter's mouth, and pretended to be angry, saying, "This one is spoiled too, you can eat it for Daddy."

"OK!"

Xiaoyu happily opened her mouth.

"Cut! Passed! Perfect!"

Qin Ziyi jumped up from his chair excitedly and rushed over to hug Zhou Wei, who was still completely unaware of what was happening.

"Viagra! You're a fucking genius!"

Zhou Wei was completely bewildered by this: "Did I—did I mess up my performance just now?"

"Screw you!" Qin Ziyi pointed at the monitor playback, his face flushed with excitement. "Look for yourself! This isn't acting! This is real! This is life! This is like God feeding you!"

The interaction between the father and daughter in the video is natural, heartwarming, and full of life. The father's doting affection and the daughter's childlike innocence are palpable even through the screen.

The scene where Xiaoyu sneaks a potato chip is a stroke of genius!

The next morning at nine o'clock, in the conference room of Feiyu Media.

Shen Fei sat in the main seat, looking through the footage on his phone.

"This shot is good...this one is good too..." he commented as he looked at the shots, "but the pacing here is a bit slow..."

Qin Ziyi was taking careful notes.

"Change the background music to the climax of the latter part of 'Listen to Mom'," Shen Fei said, pointing to the screen. "Pay attention to the rhythm during editing: a warm introduction, father-daughter interaction in the middle, and the climax using the chorus of 'Waiting for You After Class' as the background music..."

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Additionally, the subtitles used the phrase "Every bite is the taste of youth" as the ending text.

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After the meeting, Qin Ziyi stayed behind to organize his notes.

"Oh, right," Shen Fei suddenly remembered something, "that actor named Zhou Wei... he used to be a stuntman?"

"Yes, it's Brother Fei," Qin Ziyi replied. "He used to work as a stuntman in Hengdian for many years."

Shen Fei said thoughtfully, "This guy is not bad... I can ask him to work with me again if there are suitable roles in the future."

At 3 p.m., the video editing was completed, and Shen Fei sent the video to Song Zhiyuan.

"Manager Song, it's done. This is the final cut, not a sample."

In Daliyuan Building, Huian County, Jinzhou, WeChat messages flickered on Song Zhiyuan's computer.

Song Zhiyuan casually opened the message and glanced at it.

Not a sample? That's bold of him. He's not afraid we won't use his footage... He muttered to himself as he clicked on the video, put on his headphones, and started watching intently.

Five minutes later, his eyes lit up. He quickly dragged the mouse to play it again.

The excitement in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

The video is great.

No, it's not just good, it's absolutely the best!

The amateur actor named Zhou Wei, despite his raw acting skills, conveyed an indescribable sense of authenticity in his interactions with his daughter.

The scene where the little girl steals potato chips, in particular, is a stroke of genius!

This is a touching story that resonates with countless parents.

but----

Song Zhiyuan frowned and glanced at the video length again: 5 minutes and 03 seconds.

His heart skipped a beat.

Five minutes?

Are you kidding me! On Douyin now, regular users can only post 15-second videos.

Even some big influencers with beta testing privileges who applied for the mid-length video program could only get a maximum of 60 seconds.

How do I post Shenfei's five-minute video?

Cut it into five sections?

Song Zhiyuan immediately started calculating in his mind. If it were divided into five segments and calculated according to CPM, the cost of advertising would increase at least fivefold, which was too expensive!

More importantly, once the video is cut, its narrative rhythm and emotional buildup are completely ruined, significantly diminishing its impact. A complete story is fragmented, causing a sharp decline in the viewer's immersion.

Does Shen Fei not even understand the most basic rules of Douyin?

Song Zhiyuan hesitated. Shen Fei was too greedy. He had thought that giving him 400,000 yuan was not enough and insisted on settling the bill using CPM.

Now they want to cut a video into five parts to calculate it, which is really a bit greedy.

But... the video quality is just too high...

After thinking for a moment, Song Zhiyuan forwarded the video file to the director, adding a brief message: "Director, I suggest you take a look at Feiyu Media's finished product yourself. The creativity is top-notch! However... the cost may increase, and I'm a little unsure."

After sending the message, he grabbed his phone from the table, quickly stood up, and strode towards the director's office.

He had to report in person and emphasize the value of the video; whether the cost was high or not was not something he needed to consider.

"Knock knock knock".

"Enter."

When Song Zhiyuan arrived at the director's office.

The director was leaning back in his boss's chair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes fixed intently on the computer screen in front of him.

What was playing on the screen was none other than the article he had just sent, "When Dad Meets a Little Glutton!"

A satisfied smile graced his face.

"Mr. Mu Yang—" Song Zhiyuan had just opened his mouth when Zhao Mu Yang raised his hand to interrupt him.

Zhao Muyang took off his gold-rimmed glasses and gently rubbed his brow with his fingertips.

"Zhiyuan, what do you think of this film?"

"Excellent!" Song Zhiyuan gave his evaluation without hesitation. "The brand integration is almost invisible, like a natural part of the story. The scene of the little girl stealing potato chips is a stroke of genius, perfectly combining the warmth between father and daughter with the deliciousness of the product. It's very smooth, without any awkwardness."

Zhao Muyang nodded in agreement: "Creativity, emotion, and product—these three elements are integrated into one. This young man named Shen Fei is indeed quite capable."

He turned his gaze back to the smiling faces of the father and daughter frozen on the screen and asked, "How much did it cost to produce?"

Song Zhiyuan replied, "I didn't ask. Feiyu Media said they don't charge production fees. They only charge based on CPM."

Zhao Muyang raised an eyebrow, clearly somewhat surprised.

"Interesting." Zhao Muyang smiled, leaning back in his boss's chair. "In that case, let's release it. This film is good; it's worth a try."

Hearing that the director made the decision so easily, Song Zhiyuan hesitated instead.