Make the rabbit at the beginning, exposing the deeds of the national soldiers

Lin Xian came up to Wang Zhong, covered his mouth with his hands and asked in a low voice.

Wang Zhong knew that at this time, he couldn't be stingy in front of Lin Xian, and they still wanted to save face!

So he purposely exaggerated the numbers.

"Qin Yu's boy, Lion, opened his mouth, asking for 500 million in one episode!"

talking.

Wang Zhong pretended to sigh and continued.

"Ugh...."

"That's right, it's only natural that he wants to make some money. After all, can't people do it for nothing?"

Hear this.

Lin Xian's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes widened, and ten thousand muddy horses galloped past in his heart.

As a director, Lin Xian usually only swears and curses on the set, but now he can't help but want to slap his old friend in front of him.

"Okay, old Wang, I thought that the grassroots teams of us little people were good enough to exploit, but I didn't expect that your official is even more aggressive than us!"

"A program of this quality only pays 500 million for one episode? Especially the third episode! The war special effects in it are amazing! You told me that you only paid 500 million?!"

"You still say they want to make money? You've been watching for a long time, you don't know how many mouths a crew has to support, do you?"

"At least we gave the crew some soup to drink, but you guys just ate people! Wall Street will cry if they find out!"

"You are eating people!"

Wang Zhong kicked his eyes suddenly, and his voice raised several octaves.

"How do you talk? Who the fuck eats people?"

Not to be outdone, Lin Xian straightened his waist and pointed at Wang Zhong.

"you!"

"It's you! Let people make top-notch movie quality, but give people money for online dramas!"

"Pooh!"

"Shame!"

"Even if you want to grab it, even if you want to steal it?"

"You find meat to eat from a child who worked hard for you!"

"Shame! Bah!"

"I have to do this kind of thing secretly, and I have to turn off the lights!"

Wang Zhong was scolded so dumbfounded that he forgot to wipe the spit on his face.

Secretly in my heart.

"Fortunately, I didn't tell him. Taili only gave 100 million yuan, and the 100 million yuan was sponsored by veteran cadres."

Wang Zhong restrained his emotions and said.

"Okay, okay, the stage will make up for Qin Yu's expenses. Aren't you making a movie? Why do you come to find Qin Yu in person?"

talking.

The two walked into the meeting room.

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Chapter 88: The catastrophic flood once in a century!

Saturday, seven fifty in the evening.

At this time on weekdays, old people will go to the park, middle-aged people may be busy with socializing, and college students will invite their friends to watch movies, sing songs, play scripts, etc.

As for the hardest beaters, they usually lie dead on the bed.

but now.

They are either sitting in front of the TV, or picking up their electronic devices, all locked on the TV set, waiting for the broadcast of the fourth issue of "Into the Heroes"!

The audience has long been eager to see through, and started to interact with the barrage.

"I finally waited for you, but fortunately I didn't give up!"

"I'll wait until the novel is updated, it won't be so painful..."

"Which ancestor will this issue be?"

"It must be Mr. Yuan! Didn't you see the votes on Qin Yu's personal Weibo? Mr. Yuan's number of votes is firmly at the top!"

"Actually, it doesn't matter who broadcasts first, I want to see the deeds of my ancestors."

"The latest news, this issue is said to be a special edition, and the duration has been increased to two hours!"

"Upstairs, it's not this issue, it's changed to two hours for each issue in the future."

"..."

The audience is nervous and looking forward to it.

But without exception, they all tacitly put the tissue beside them.

Let's talk about Qin Yu.

Today, he changed into a camouflage military uniform.

Of course.

It is an imitation, after all, he is not in the army.

"Import data and start stage rendering!"

Qin Yu took a deep breath, stretched out his hand slowly, and pointed towards the light.

The light slipped through his fingers and reflected on his face, the shadows stood out and the outlines were sharp.

The iron-blooded aura of a tough soldier gradually rose.