I changed green tea

Friends in the 2D world are very generous and will definitely forgive you. If they don’t forgive you, then just do a home dance~”

"So... this is the second dimension?" Xu Yan's eyes were innocent, and she looked towards the camera in confusion.

I sighed, "This isn't the second dimension~ But if the audience says it is, then it is."

I laughed and yelled in front of the camera, surrounded by dozens of staff members, Jiang Gou, and Mu Wan, and completed the rehearsal almost without any jams.

I was talking very happily and was so excited that the cameraman hardly moved the camera. I naturally appeared in the center of the frame. This is Mu Mingxue's innate talent.

The camera faithfully recorded the various expressions changing on my face.

"Okay, dear audience friends, finally, I will dance for you to the song "New Treasure Island" to end this apology video.

We will continue to open the comment section, so that everyone can severely punish us evil stinking capitalists who want to get involved in the second dimension on the keyboard~"

The music started, but Xu Yan didn't know how to dance. I was dancing alone, the dance that was supposed to be for five people, chanting "Dinosaur Mom~~Oh~"

Then, as the lights dimmed, they began their signature, effortless dance moves.

After the dance, the lights came on, I bowed and waved to the audience.

I finally punched the camera hard and asked expressionlessly, "Are you angry?"

Chapter 51 The hairpin comb on her head broke into pieces due to the clapping of hands~?

After the completion, the staff present applauded, Mu Wan also laughed, and as for Jiang Gou, needless to say, he laughed like a fool with his mouth wide open.

I have to say that the staff of Jianggou Company are really efficient. They removed the logo of the Tucao program, arranged the venue, and placed a few two-dimensional figures according to my requirements. All the photography staff were in place within noon.

The director is also a heroic young lady with short hair. She was able to understand my shooting intentions during a casual chat during lunch time.

Although it was a rehearsal, I still felt a little tired the moment I walked down from the stage. I had to concentrate intensely facing the camera for ten minutes, singing and dancing, and changing my expressions in many ways. It was all in one go. My palms were sweating, and I only noticed it after I got down.

"Great, Mu Mingxue, you are simply a genius!" Jiang Gou looked at me with a proud look on his face and patted my shoulder enthusiastically. I frowned and glared at him.

"Ahem, that's really awesome, Mingxue. To be honest, I was a little worried before. Your performance this time was really amazing, amazing to the extreme..." Jiang Gou was praising me with boring words again. Although it sounded sincere, I just hated Jiang Gou for no reason.

The staff around me also came to praise me. I was surrounded by a lively crowd. I subconsciously showed a polite and sweet smile and said thank you all for your hard work.

Jiang Gou's expression was a little gloomy. In my mind, his image is not as good as that of his own staff.

Everyone else can praise it, except Jiang Gou.

"There are still some areas that need to be improved. Let's start the formal shooting tomorrow. Today, just give it to the director for reference. If there is nothing else, I will go back with Xu Yan first." I didn't really want to deal with the enthusiastic Jiang Gou.

I will prepare some props tomorrow. I hardly wore any makeup today, my clothes were too simple, and my hairstyle was just the simplest ponytail.

Tomorrow I plan to put on the small satin dress that is at the bottom of Mu Mingxue's wardrobe, with big waves and all, and put on an aggressive makeup, just to exaggerate my beauty, so that some people will look at me, saying they hate it but loving it in a twisted way, and they will clamor and applaud at the same time. This can highlight the ordinariness of Xu Yan's makeup.

"Ms. Mu, I have a new appreciation for you. Your sense of camera is truly amazing, your expressive tension is unique, and your emotions are spot on. I am very clear about the purpose and effect of your video shooting." Mu Wan's compliments to me were very pleasant to hear.

I exchanged a few polite words with her. Mu Wan nodded and asked if she wanted her to give us a ride.

Of course I declined. It only takes half an hour to get there by subway in Hangzhou, but I don’t know how long it would take by car.

Jiang Gou just looked at me without any extra expression, and said in a very gentle manner that I should come over tomorrow after I have rested well. I waved my hand casually. His kindness was like a gust of insignificant wind to me and I ignored it.

After leaving Fengqi Media's company building, I felt as if I was in another world. The anxious sunlight shone on the extremely quiet entrepreneurial park. I realized that Xu Yan had been there without saying a word. She followed me silently.

"what happened?"

"Nothing...nothing?"

"Are you afraid that I will take your job? My performance is so outstanding that it scares you?" I smiled. Xu Yan always has these ridiculous thoughts, and people can see it at a glance.

"No... I just think Mingxue, you are so amazing. Standing in front of the camera, you are so dazzling... You talk eloquently and know a lot. The gap between you and me is really huge... Are you sure you only want to do this once?

I think if you make two more videos, you will be very popular, even more popular than those big internet celebrities in Fengqi Media." Xu Yan looked at me seriously.

"There's no need for that. This type of video is only created by accident. My performance just now was good, but if you want me to keep going, the content will soon be exhausted. I said, I'm just here to help you change public opinion, that's not my intention."

"You are just talking about it now. If you are really famous, it will be hard for anyone to resist such temptation. When you become an opinion leader and can earn hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars just by shooting a video or taking an advertisement, you will be tempted... and Mr. Jiang treats you so well..."

"He must be pretending." I was sure.

"Mingxue, what good is it for Mr. Jiang to pretend like this? Why does he have to be so gentle to you? He quickly arranged a venue for you, invited the company's best director and the head of the operations department to come, and he himself came to see you on the spot. How grand and impressive are you?

Can you please continue taking the photo? "Xu Yan tightened her grip, as if by grabbing me, she was grabbing her own future.

"It hurts, Xu Yan, let go!" I broke free from Xu Yan's hot and greasy hand, and found her inexplicably serious expression a little funny.

"Aren't you afraid that I will take your job?"

"Mingxue, my previous fantasy was completely dispelled after seeing your performance just now. Some people are born to be the protagonist, but I really can't support such a show. I can only be a supporting role. People like me don't deserve good resources. I am in the beauty and food business, and the homogeneity is too serious. There are internet celebrities like this in the company, and they are doing very well, and the advertising orders are also mature.

Mr. Jiang will not invest a large amount of money for a woman like me. Supporting me is no different from supporting those internet celebrities. In the end, I am just a supporting role for them...

You can come up with a lot of lines in one night, and you don't even need a script. You almost rely on improvisation, and the logic is not confusing at all. How can I compare with this? ? ?

Mingxue, you are different from them. You will take me with you and help me. I did so many things that made you hate me before... but you still gave me a glimmer of hope. Now you are also shooting this video for me...

If you become the pillar of the company and become famous, then I will just be a sip of soup, and my life will be comfortable enough. I cannot take on the main responsibility, so I can just be a small supporting wall.

Who is the supporting role? At least I can still say a few words to you. Even if I live under your roof, I won’t feel wronged.

Following you is hope! Really, Mingxue, give me another hand, Mr. Jiang favors you so much, you will definitely rise to the top..." Her eyes were full of expectation.

Xu Yan's IQ was actually online at this time. After watching my performance, did Xu Yan finally understand the gap between people? She also finally felt her own inability.

Mu Mingxue's own top-notch conditions, plus a little bit of literary accomplishment, that is a qualitative change.

Entertainment with content goes further than empty splicing.

I touched her face and said, "Let's go back. I'm a little tired. I want to take a nap. I have to work out in the evening..."

"Mingxue..."

"I don't like to be in the spotlight, nor do I want to be coerced by capital. I don't like Jiang dogs, and I don't want to be famous. It seems that fame built on these clichés is dazzling and easy to become popular, but the coldness afterwards is unimaginable.

There were times when internet celebrities had many young men competing to wear their hair tied up with them, and when they had to wear countless red silks for a song. There were also times when their houses were deserted and horses were scarce.

In front of the bustling metropolis, I always maintain the inexplicable clarity of a petty intellectual.

"But ten years of youth are enough for you to make enough money, and there will be men with good conditions waiting for you... We enjoyed our youth to the fullest and had so many fans. Even if it fades in the end, we can still..."

Xu Yan's thinking is so narrow. As long as she makes money, gets married, and enjoys her youth, it doesn't matter if her future life is dull and boring.

But isn’t this narrowness inevitable?

It is difficult for me to explain to her that she is not interested in this. Her greatest enjoyment is enjoying the fan bonus that comes with being an internet celebrity and being treated like a star by everyone.

I play DOTA, write novels, brag, and live a free and independent life.

Of course, I couldn't refute Xu Yan. If the boss of Fengqi Media was not Jiang Gou but Mu Wan, would I agree to continue working there?

Jiang Gou’s good-natured attitude made me feel a sense of crisis that he would definitely eat me. His attentiveness and warmth could never make me feel at ease.

Chapter 52: Vines growing wildly in the dark night (Second update!)

Ah Huan sent me a message later, asking if I was still filming and if I could call her.

I called him with a smile and told him that I had arrived at the dormitory, the rehearsal went well, and the official shooting would start tomorrow.

"No more gymnastics tonight. You should have a good rest. You can write a novel if you have time. If not, forget it."

"Of course I have to write. It's a new book and a new month. I promised my editor that I would work hard to update. Haha. If I update diligently, I can even get some rewards."

"Why do you have to lie about things that belong to scholars? They are giving it to you willingly." Ah Huan smiled on the other end of the phone.

I just teased him to talk more, knowing that he usually has no one else to communicate with.

I am quite satisfied with my performance in the afternoon. Now, what is in my mind is mostly the April day in the world with drizzling rain falling on the flowers.

I began to consider other people's feelings, and I no longer blindly affirm myself by denying others, and I no longer live a lonely life.

When I am happy and have someone to share my happiness with, I feel a bright and cheerful aura all over my body.

I sat in front of the computer and looked at the messages from the reader group.

"Brother, where's the update? Where's my update? You gave me a broken chapter yesterday. I'm impressed. I came back from the construction site carrying bricks in the 38-degree sun. I gave you 500 blades of reward with all my wages for the past few days. Please update quickly!" The abstract teacher was madly at me.

"Hey, thank you~"

"Thank you for nothing. Have you written today's?"

"I had something to do. I just returned to the dormitory."

"Hurry up and start drawing. I can't wait any longer." The abstract instructor sent me a few emojis, urging me to start drawing.

"You've been writing quite well recently." K also jumped out. "I saw you didn't say anything these two days, but you've been updating well. I'll give you 500 yuan in the new month. If you keep updating regularly, I'll give you another 500 yuan in the middle of the month." He always said one thing and meant another.

"I've already given you 2000 blades. Come on, don't push yourself too hard. Remember to save your manuscripts. I'll give you more blades when you update them quickly." Long Teng has always been tolerant of me, and his money flies decisively and quickly.

"I used up my own small treasury, hehe, here are 1000 blades for you. The new story is very much in your style." Yuexia was equally generous. Having obtained a green card on the other side of the ocean, his only worry was that the coupe suited his status.

There were also various book friends who gave me scattered rewards, and seeing that the situation was very good, I also offered a reward for more chapters.

"Brothers, if you think my writing is 8 wrong, give me some razor blades. Do you want to eat?"

The most common responses I got were, crawl, gck.

Although he talks a lot, he still gives me rewards. A nine-story tower starts with a pile of earth.

I am very aware of the importance of the number of readers. In my most profitable month, 70% of the money came from accumulated subscriptions. Don't underestimate the power of ordinary readers.

When the popularity of your work declines, even if you have a group of loyal fans, you will not be able to withstand the long-term loss of most of your readers.

I will randomly pick one or two book friends to interact with, and if I can't win the argument, I will silence them. Anyway, no one here knows that I am Mu Mingxue. They just think of me as that silly author with a bit of literary youthfulness.

Maybe I lost too much inspiration this afternoon, so writing at three o'clock this evening seems a bit forced.

By 11 o'clock, I had added some watered-down text within the tolerable range and barely made up the word count.

Of course, the watery word count will be immediately discovered by my readers, as my group is full of picky viewers.

I will pretend to be asleep and delete some comments that make me angry tomorrow.

Then I received a message from Mu Wan. She got straight to the point, "This is Mu Wan. Are you asleep? Can I take a call?"

I replied OK and she called me immediately.

"Mingxue, let me tell you something. The film has been edited. Your expressiveness and appeal are both great. After post-processing, we are going to release it directly."

"Publish directly?"

"Yes, our operations department and filming team all agree that your current posture is great. Such a full emotion may be different if you shoot it again. In addition, your simple clothes make people feel comfortable and not pretentious."

"But…"

"You seem to dislike Mr. Jiang, right?" Mu Wan changed the subject.

"Ah, it's a little..." I was a little surprised by Mu Wan's directness. I was even more curious about the relationship between Mu Wan and Jiang Gou?

"You probably don't want to have too much contact with him. Besides, we also want to pick a time point. Today's release time just meets our expectations and won't conflict with our other videos. We can promote it with our rights." Mu Wan's words were very tough, and it sounded like there was no room for negotiation.

Although I still feel regretful in some aspects, the reasons she gave are very legitimate and considerate. Just use it. It just happens that I don't need to trouble you to make another trip. I still have a professional class tomorrow, so I don't really want to ask for leave.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you, Mr. Mu."

"I will transfer the remaining balance to your card. Mr. Jiang has given it to me. That's it for now."

Mu Wan spoke very quickly. As soon as I hung up the phone, 30,000 yuan was deposited into my account.

Of course I won't ask why it's less than Xu Yan. The advantage that Jiang Gou took from Xu Yan is worth 11, and the value of the film shot by Xu Yan is negative , which adds up to exactly .

Just for a job without a contract, this money is too much.

5 yuan for a commercial video, is this the price for an up master with hundreds of thousands of fans? I'm not sure, anyway, 3000 yuan has reduced the pressure on my novel writing, and Qin Huan can have a relaxed environment this summer. I have learned a little bit about the short-term rental house in Hangzhou, with a better environment, a better location, and a slightly more spacious one-bedroom, one-living room, and one bathroom, which costs about 1 yuan a month, with a deposit of one month and three months' payment, and a one-time payment of 2 yuan, which sounds a bit scary.

But now the problem has been solved. I used to be worried that I might have to write 20 words in a month, and shamelessly asked book friends for crazy rewards to cover the rent. Now, a video shot in one day is enough for me. Not just enough, but more than enough.

I looked at the text message alerts on my bank card, constantly reminding myself to keep a stable mindset.

Money that comes too easily always makes people intoxicated. This kind of sugar coating is sweet but not greasy, and very addictive.

Dreams and money were so clear in front of me, turning into numbers that kept rushing forward. The impact was very intense.