The Golden Age of China Entertainment

"It's all packed!"

At this time, Nakamori Akina came down from upstairs with her suitcase.

"There are still some clothes, I don't think you can wear them recently, so I didn't put them in for you, is it okay?"

"It's all right!"

Yi Qing knew what Nakamori Akina was worried about. When he came from the capital, it was still a little cold, so he brought some thick clothes. Now that the weather is getting hotter, those clothes can no longer be worn, but even if they can't, those clothes Fu Yiwei sorted out the clothes and brought them with him. If he didn't bring them back, Fu Yiwei would inevitably ask.

This worry was because Akina Nakamori didn't know Fu Yiwei. If she knew, she wouldn't have said it. As for her daughter-in-law's sloppy memory, she certainly didn't know what was missing.

Accompanied by his wife and children at home, the children stayed all morning, after lunch, the car to pick up Yi Qing arrived.

Although I was very sad, it was indeed time to go back.

The forty copies of "Heroes of Fist of Fury" have been sent to the airport, and the check-in procedures have been completed. All Yi Qing has to do is to deliver the forty copies to Beijing Film Studio safely.

The filming of this film, including the actors' remuneration, cost a total of more than 500 million yuan. Thanks to this era, if it is filmed ten years later, 500 million yuan may not even be able to hire Li Lianjie alone.

But with such a large investment, how much can you earn back in the end?

Yi Qing also knew in her heart that she had a base of 100 million and could not exceed 300 million.

Why so few?

In the final analysis, it is still the mainland’s film and television drama distribution policy. For example, if a certain production unit shoots a TV drama and wants to sell it to the outside world, OK, no problem, but the price cannot be set by yourself, because as long as it is filmed, it belongs to the plan. The external sales price of the task is fixed, 15 yuan per minute, not even a dime more.

Movies are a little more relaxed than TV dramas, but it’s not okay to ask for a lot of money, each copy also has a price, and it’s over after selling, and the production unit cannot participate in the box office share at all.

In other words, in the domestic film market these days, it is neither the production unit nor the distribution department that can really make money, but the theater systems in various places.

Of course, these days, there is no such thing as a cinema system in China, but it is the same thing in practice.

The movie "Jing Wu Heroes" is naturally no exception. At that time, what Beijing Film Studio can do is to organize screenings, and then let theater units from all over the country come to watch. So arrogant.

And this is also the main reason why the output of film studios in various places has gradually decreased in recent years. After finally making a film, the result is that their own unit cannot make much money, and sometimes even has to lose money. Even the wages of the employees can't be paid, who wants to shoot, it's better to take the actors around to make more money.

After Yi Qing arrived at Beijing Film Studio, he also mentioned this matter to Meng Shi. Meng Shi's reaction at that time was that he almost jumped over from behind the table and covered Yi Qing's mouth.

Is this something he can casually bring up at a young age?

Since then, Yi Qing has also learned to be good, and he will not speak up if he is not allowed to say it. Anyway, even if the existing three-party benefit distribution system of production, distribution, and theater chains is really changed, it will not benefit him a dime. Why bother? Just be that villain, gain experience honestly, and just wait for the day of reform to come.

Saying goodbye to his wife and children, Yi Qing went out to get in the car and went straight to the airport. After going through the security check, he boarded the plane smoothly. After several hours of flight, the plane landed slowly in the capital. By this time, it was already dark.

After some more inspections, Yi Qing came out, and the person arranged by Beijing Film Studio to pick him up was waiting in the lobby, and then the two went to collect the checked luggage, after the formalities, forty copies After moving into the car, several people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Yi! Take you home first?"

Yi Qing leaned on the back of the chair with a tired face: "Forget it, let's go to the factory first, can I be at ease if I don't watch these forty copies enter the warehouse?"

"Got it!"

The other party promised, stepped on the gas pedal, and the car drove into the road and sped towards the hair sharing of Beijing Film Studio.

Chapter 6 and One

"With your black eyes and your smiling face, I will never forget you. The change in your appearance is so smooth! The old days just slipped away like this. When I turned around and looked back, it had been several years, so smooth!"

Yi Qing was squatting at the door of the West Ear Room, brushing her teeth while snoring, and was still singing popular pop songs. The relationship between the two parties eased, air and post services were opened, family visits were open, and there was a harmonious scene. Many popular elements over there gradually passed away. The channel blows to the north.

The atmosphere in the north is gradually opening up, except for some old men and old ladies, no one talks about the music of the decadent anymore.

"What are you doing! Hurry up, let me watch the three children alone!"

Fu Yiwei's shout came from the room, and Yi Qing hurriedly speeded up.

Gulu Gulu!

Ah!

Pooh!

"Come on, come on, and you too. Parents and Xiao Min have returned to the Northeast, and you give it back to Aunt Lan, and Aunt Huang is on vacation together. If I hadn't come back, the three children, you can handle it alone."

As Yi Qing said, she mopped her head and went back to the house. As soon as she reached the door, she saw Chen Xiaoxu carrying a bicycle, rattling over from the Moon Gate.

"Morning! Leave without breakfast?"

Chen Xiaoxu pushed the bicycle: "No, it's far away, if you don't leave, you won't be in a hurry."

After finishing speaking, the person has already passed the Hanging Flower Gate, jingled and went out.

"Come on, let me watch. You go brush your teeth and wash your face, and I'll buy breakfast later."

Fu Yiwei put on some clothes, pulled on his slippers and went out.

Yi Qing got home after nine o'clock yesterday, had a solid sleep, and got up early today feeling refreshed.

"Yi Qing! When will it start on your side!?"

Fu Yiwei asked a question outside the house, followed by a crackling sound.

"I don't know, I have to wait for Director Wang to notify me. Is your filming over?"

"Gulu Gulu, um! The filming is over, Gulu Gulu! There's nothing else to do right now."

After a while, Fu Yiwei came back to change shifts, and Yi Qing got out of bed to buy breakfast. The children were getting bigger and could turn over, and the strongest little dragon could climb a few meters by rubbing his hands. You can't live without people for half a moment.

After leaving the courtyard gate, we walked towards the entrance of the alley. Compared with the time when we moved here, the place has become more and more lively. Every morning, all kinds of breakfast shops can be found tens of meters away from the entrance of the alley.

"Yo! Man, what do you want today?"

The boss brought Hui Hui Mao, who was not a resident of the neighborhood, but spoke old Beijing dialect.

"Master Ma, you bring me eight buns."

The halal steamed stuffed buns of this restaurant are well-known in the neighborhood. Yi Qing has been thinking about this for a long time since he has been away for nearly a month.

"Aunt Zhang! Give me two bowls of wontons, and don't put shrimp skins in one bowl."

"okay!"

The other old lady stall owner agreed and turned to get busy.

There were a few tables next to them, diners who were too lazy to take them home early were chatting, and the topic of discussion was "Scent of Sophora japonica Blossoms in May", the finale of last night.

"The shopkeeper Tong is really miserable. He finally had a wife and child, but the wife died. Although the child was brought up by others, it also returned to them directly."