villain king

Chapter 183
The happy time is always very short, and the New Year's holiday is coming to an end in a blink of an eye.

Wan Qianlai was doing Brownian exercises on the bed. The leisurely days made her completely forget about the busyness of the past.

"Get up, isn't your troupe going to report at nine o'clock?"

Ji Yun and Wan Qian had already returned to their residence two days ago, and they together weighed almost ten catties after staying at home for a few days.

If you carry it on, you will become too fat to be on camera.

"Why so fast." Wan Qian stretched out two fingers from under the quilt, and swiped in the air, "Shh! The holiday will be gone in a blink of an eye!"

"Get up quickly, brother cat is awake." Ji Yun urged.

Wan Qian squinted her eyes and got out of the bed, and kissed Ji Yun's face.

"mua, please renew my vacation."

"It's only enough for 5 minutes here." Ji Yun pointed to his face.

Wan Qian stood up, glanced sleepily at Ji Yun, then at the alarm clock.

It's just seven o'clock, still in time.

"Then give me a one-hour one!"

Wan Qian had already left, and there was only one person and one cat left in the house.

Just as he was about to turn on his computer and browse the forum, Ji Yun's phone suddenly rang.

A text message from Ning Hao.

Five short words: "Heavenly King Gedihu!"

Ji Yun replied immediately: "Baota Town River Demon, Moha Moha?"

The other side wrote back: "Taro!"

Yu big head?

"Location."

"old place!"

"almost there."

Ji Yun put on his overcoat, filled the cat food bowl, and said, "Brother Cat takes care of the house."

Turn around, go downstairs, take a taxi, all in one routine.

"Master, go to Houhai!"

Houhai, a bar street.

Ji Yun walked through the streets, entered a secluded bar, and went up to the second-floor box under the guidance of the waiter.

Inside the box, there are clouds and mist.

"You old smokers, can you open the window for ventilation?"

As soon as Ji Yun entered the door, he was so smoked that he hurried to the window to take a breath.

Three people in the room are sitting on the back of the sofa, from left to right are Ning Hao, Huang Bo and Yu Min who hasn't shown up for a long time.

"Why are you so delicate? You smoke more than anyone else and you hate this and that." Ning Hao said disdainfully.

"My clothes smell bad." Ji Yun leaned against the window and lit a cigarette, "What are you old guys looking for me for?"

"Come out and have a drink, what else can you do?"

Ning Hao and Huang Bo looked indifferent, they are now full of ambitions, but Yu Min's expression is a bit sad at this time.

This can also be understood. After all, The Deer and Ding Ji directed by him has been suffering from bad reputation since its broadcast. The ratings have not improved.

"What's wrong with you? It's like someone owes you millions." Ji Yun asked knowingly.

"I'll be scolded." Ning Hao gloated from the side.

Yu Min opened his mouth, and was about to reply, but seemed drained of strength, and said in a low voice, "He's right."

"I wondered if the directors were all shameless, would they really be so depressed after being scolded for a few words?"

"I think it sucks when I see it myself."

Ji Yun had no choice but to say, "You've said it all."

The first two films of Tianlong and Condor have some bright spots occasionally, and the version shot by Xiangjiang can be compared by the audience from time to time.But when it comes to The Deer and Ding Ji, there is really no topic.

Not to mention comparing it with Chen Xiaochun's version or Liang Chaowei's version, even Zhang Weijian's version can't compare with him.

Yu Min sighed, "I'm just telling you that. When the media asks me, am I still a platypus?"

"Then let's make a movie." Ji Yun threw out an olive branch at the right time, "If the east is not bright, the west is bright, so our movies and TV shows must shine on one side."

Yu Min shook his head lightly: "I've finally discovered it. I've already been included in the circle of martial arts subjects. If I jump out of this circle, don't say that others can't stand it.

Ning Hao squinted his eyes, and said nothing good, "You said you were in the martial arts circle, and you didn't make a good film of The Deer and Ding Ji."

"The key point is The Deer and Ding Ji is not a martial arts drama in the traditional sense." Yu Min spread his hands and said helplessly.

Compared with the old version of Jin Yong's drama, Yu Min's advantage lies in the shaping of the big scene and the casting team, but in the story of the deer and cauldron, these two advantages are gone.

There are neither big scenes nor hearty action scenes in the play. Compared with Tianlong and Shendiao, who are capable of internal skills, most of the martial arts people in this play are basically at the level of guarding homes.

Casting is even more futile, there are 50 episodes in total, and there are seven heroines to be portrayed, and Yu Min's skill can't portray them for another 30 episodes.

"Your last few episodes were too watery to watch."

Ning Hao's words were stinging, and Yu Min didn't react at all.

The fact that he can speak in such detail shows that he has read it carefully.

Originally, the two of them got along in this way, and it was the same when they were in Xiuchundao.What's more, he is frustrated now, and he really can't bring himself to argue with others.

"Then do well in your suitable field." Huang Bo came up to smooth things over.

He understood that the purpose of this table gathering was to tie Yu Min onto the boat.

There are too few directors in China who can shoot martial arts themes, and there are only a few of them, such as Xu Ke and Cheng Xiaodong.

There are even fewer in the mainland. You say that Yu Min's skills are not very good, but you won't be able to find someone better than him for a while.

"My appointment is still with Huayi."

Yu Min knew what they were thinking, but felt it was a pity.

He has cooperated with these people, and the results of the cooperation are very good, but the contract is like a shackle, firmly restricting him.

"You can sign a work contract, what a big deal."

A word to wake up the dreamer, Yu Min thought for a while but also felt that it was not very reliable, he hesitated and asked Xiang Ji Yun: "Is there any progress in the work contract?"

"It should be ok. I haven't had any bad relations with the company recently. When the time comes, you will find them as the producers of all the movies you make, and it's almost as good as giving them a drink of soup. Wen Dong is familiar with this matter, let him contact Hua Yi. "

As soon as he thought of it, Ji Yun made a phone call to Wen Dong's desk.

"Hello? Ask Huayi if you can get Yu Min to sign a work contract with our studio."

"We don't prescribe a few movies, the main thing is to let them loosen the rope."

"Then let's set up the project in advance to ensure that there will be no conflict with them."

"I understand, people have to bow their heads under the eaves."

Putting down the phone, Ji Yun looked at the nervous Yu Min, "Don't worry about waiting for the news, Wen Dong is a professional. I'll send you the book of Xiu Chun Dao II when I get back. You should study it carefully and don't lose the chain."

"Okay!" Yu Min nodded emphatically.

Seeing Ji Yun think about him so heart and soul, tears welled up in his eyes for a while.

There used to be a college student who had just graduated, and he stepped into this line because of his good opinion during the audition. He was the least popular in the crew, so that he wanted to increase the enthusiasm of other actors by hurting him.

However, as time passed, this person was about to become his boss.

Yu Min sighed inwardly, the world is impermanent.

(End of this chapter)