He was so miserable, he pretended to be [Quick Transmigration]

It's past zero.

The monthly ticket list, recommended ticket list, and daily subscription list of "My Hometown in the Stars" reached the top at the same time.

The hot search for bib directly occupied the top three.

There has never been a web article that has achieved such a result, not to mention that "All Stars" will have a full month of white dove opening page recommendations.

Han Yi intends to finish this book next month, and it happens that the fattening party will come back and read it after seeing the completion and the opening screen recommendation.

Now the pure subscription income is already a few million. I believe that by the end of next month, it will not be a problem to double it several times.

"The Sinful Lamb" and "My Hometown Is Deep in the Stars" really became popular.

Han Yi was really happy that his hard work and efforts were not in vain.

And this also proves his idea that as long as the work is excellent, it can still be popular without relying on cheap means to hype it.

Director Shi was also excited that he had found a good work of art and artist, but Wu Tao frowned.

"Why didn't you let Director Shi just blame Xi Bubai?" Wu Tao was indignant, "She slandered Lamb's works so much, and even asked someone to slander you! I don't understand!"

Is this kid a living Bodhisattva with a kind face and a soft heart?

When he just posted on Weibo, Han Yi specifically told Director Shi not to mention other works, especially Xi Bubai.Now that the turmoil has passed, Director Shi also wants to know the answer to this question just like Wutao, so he tilts his head and looks at Han Yi.

Han Yi's breath was light but his tone was firm: "Because what I want to target is the system, not individuals."

An unexpected answer.

Director Shi was taken aback: "What system?"

"This system that only focuses on data and traffic, this system allows countless creators and investors to create speculative creations just for the sake of popularity, even at the expense of misleading the public!" Han Yi's eyes became brighter, "Of course, don't mistakenly think that I don't hate people like Fanhua Film and Television and Xibubai, but I'm not in a hurry."

"After all, as the vested interests of this system, they are bound to fall with this system. Do you understand what I mean?"

The blood was boiling with the words, and every sentence pierced Director Shi's heart, making his eyes reddened, "Of course! I understand! Let's go together!"

"it is good!"

Wutao wiped the corners of his eyes while no one was paying attention, "I see! It means that they can only die without pain or itching now. It would be better to die a big one that will shock people, and even have an impact on the group of people headed by them. Bar!"

"That's right!"

"But... how did they die so big?"

Han Yi smiled, "We will know after the Autumn Olympics, you two just wait!"

"You kid is playing tricks again!" Wutao shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Forget it, we old bones can't beat you, as long as you have a plan in your mind. After the opening ceremony next month, you will Let’s focus on this matter.”

Director Shi was in high spirits: "Okay, then let's just go all out and finish the short film of the opening ceremony first!"

Han Yi: "Okay!...Huh?"

Well, another day without sleep.

In mid-September, after countless long nights of non-stop repairing, Director Shi and Han Yi finally finalized the final plan for the three connecting short films "Past", "Present" and "Future". The next thing to do is three Directors performed separately.

Director Shi has already started to set up the booth, and the filming is about to start, but Yue Jisheng moves faster. I heard that he has already reached the middle of the filming, and he will be able to start post-production in two days.

The final submission deadline set by the organizing committee for the three groups of short films is October [-]st.

That is, fifteen days before the opening ceremony.

For this reason, Xiao Li, who was in charge of the communication of the organizing committee, called Han Yi three times a day, urging him to start filming immediately.

Han Yi's response to this is always the same.

“It’s never too late for a good meal.”

Today, as usual, he walked five circles around the science and technology park, and he got into a remote building in the corner of the park when he was sweating a little.

The place is only over a hundred square meters, with no windows, and only seven or eight air conditioners blowing cold wind. It is the time when the temperature in the imperial capital is the highest, but the room is frighteningly cold.

As soon as Han Yi came in, someone put a suit jacket on him.

"You went out for a walk again? The temperature difference is so big, you don't have to worry about getting sick!"

Although He Xu was blaming, his tone was full of concern.

"Thank you Mr. He," Han Yi said with a smile, "how's the progress?"

"It's okay, we should be able to start filming tomorrow!"

"That's good."

In front of him, [-] elites from the IT industry are following Han Yi's guidance, working hard to overcome the film technology that is stuck in Hollywood in the beautiful country——

virtual production.

They are using programs to build a "tool" that can automatically render, automatically combine, and even see the rendering results in real time. At that time, no matter which director hopes to achieve, the universe, the ocean, various cities... just adjust the most basic material can be seen.

It can be said that they are trying to use programs to build a virtual world.

It's just that the world is more beautiful.

Han Yi did not expect to be able to find so many top technical talents so quickly. Half a month ago, He Xu only appealed to the high-tech enterprises in the park, saying that he was working for the organizing committee and also had to overcome the Stuck in technical difficulties, hundreds of people responded without even asking for compensation.

Regardless of position, everyone wants to contribute to this national event.

What's more, this is a program of "the predecessors plant trees and the descendants enjoy the shade".

Fortunately, their leaders also have this ability.

"Mr. Han!" A boy who just graduated from Imperial University raised his hand, "I can't figure it out here. How can we make the running water float with the breeze? How to calculate the collision volume of these water molecules?"

"Zhao Huan has worked hard." Han Yi hurried forward, thinking for a moment, "This shot in my mind is pushed from the perspective of the wind from the rice field to the sea surface. The sea surface and the wheat field have similar movements, so the ups and downs also require You can ask senior Li Huan how he designed the wheat field, I remember he completed this shot yesterday."

When Han Yi talked about Xingqi, he just drew it directly. After a while, the boy realized that what Han Yi drew was exactly the same as the simulation effect of the computer program.

"Wow..." Zhao Huan looked adoring, "Have these pictures been rendered in Mr. Han's mind long ago? And even the names of me and senior, the division of labor and the progress of each of us, you also remember in your mind Did you hit it?"

Han Yi smiled, and snorted the boy's hair, "Of course, otherwise, how could I pay you guys!"

"Do you think your Brother Yi is just hanging out when you go out every day?" Senior Li Huan walked over and snorted the hair of the youngest member of the team, "I have already gone through all the scenes of the entire short film dozens of times in my mind , I had a meeting with us yesterday until late at night, and it was accurate to minutes, seconds, and milliseconds, exactly!"

Zhao Huan cupped his fists: "Worship!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Li Huan put the flash drive in front of Zhao Huan, "This is the rice wave you want to refer to, don't mess it up!"

"will not!"

Li Huan's mouth is cheap, and he has to tease this talented kid with a few words: "You used to do data security, but now you are doing art, it's really hard for you!"

"Heroes don't ask where they come from, isn't Senior Li an otome game?"

"You boy! You don't play my games anymore? Don't even think about coming to the closed beta in the future!"

"I was wrong…"

Han Yi looked at the quarrelsome people in front of him, and unconsciously put on a smile.

In less than ten days, they changed from strangers working in the same park to "comrades in arms" fighting together, and Han Yi felt indescribable emotion in his heart.

No matter how heavy the task is, no matter how many nights you stay up, no matter how many difficulties you encounter, you will have no regrets.

Faith and trust are the words that Han Yi thinks of the most these two days.

"Everyone!" Han Yi shouted forward, "If I can finish everything today, I will treat everyone to a boiled mutton at my own expense!"

"it is good!"

More than 20 young and middle-aged people, their voices shook the sky.

He Xu hung up the phone and walked in from the outside.

"Mr. He, you have worked hard during this time," Han Yi asked, seeing that He Xu's face seemed not right, "what's the matter?"

He Xu sighed: "Our electronic screen has been blocked."

"What?" Han Yi frowned.

The electronic screen is the top priority of this shooting, because all the background special effects they are doing now need to be played on the electronic screen, allowing the actors to perform in front of the electronic screen.

The display accuracy, color accuracy, and brightness of the electronic screen all have very strict requirements. For this reason, it took Han Yi three nights to find a domestic manufacturer willing to challenge.

But now it was blocked?

"They said the final payment was not in place!" He Xu was a little angry, "I just asked the organizing committee, and they said that our budget is only 30 yuan!"

"30???" Even though Han Yi had always been calm and calm, he couldn't help being shocked at this moment.

Yue Jisheng brought capital into the team, and brought in a budget of 500 million from Fanhua Film and Television, adding the original 200 million for a total of 700 million.

Among them, Dao Shi used 300 million yuan, and he and Yue Jisheng each paid 200 million yuan. This was discussed at the beginning of the month.

From the start of the project, Han Yi only paid a deposit of 10 yuan for the computer room, and the rest was useless. How could there be only 30 yuan left?

Thinking of this, he already had a guess in his heart, so his face darkened.

"I'm going to find Yue Jisheng."

The studio on the other side of the park.

Yue Jisheng was sitting leisurely in the director's chair, using a laser pointer to guide the crew to adjust the set.

And his wife—the vice president of Fanhua Film and Television, who is also the producer of this short film—is distributing lunch boxes to the rest of the crew.

"Director Yue's group food is really good!" A cold voice came from the door.

Each lunch box has four dishes and one soup, which is nothing more than an ordinary combination of meat and vegetables, but it is full of big fish and meat, as well as grilled oysters and prawns?

Yue Jisheng seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and when he stood up, he put on a smirk.

"Xiaohan, are you here to guide our work?" Yue Jisheng brought a soft knife as soon as he opened his mouth, "You are so busy with your own projects, I didn't expect to have time to come here, brother, welcome! Have you eaten yet? "

Han Yi sneered, not talking nonsense, "Your budget has been spent too quickly, I want to ask what's going on."

"It's not my fault! Xiaohan, the storyboard you and Director Shi gave me is really too difficult! I'm afraid I'm not as good as you, and I can't do it with such a low cost~"

Yue Jisheng was very handsome when he was young, and he once deserved the reputation of being the number one soft rice boy, but now his face is full of fat, and his double chin looks like hardened cotton candy when he smiles, which makes people sick.

It took as little as 300 million yuan to shoot in five days. It’s not that the shooting was too difficult, but it was too easy, right?

Han Yi was about to speak, but Yue Jisheng's wife had already walked in front of him.

"Han Yi, you also know that this budget was originally sponsored by our prosperous film and television company, so we should get more." Huang Yan is a very powerful woman, her eyebrows are raised when she speaks, and she is domineering.

Coupled with Yue Jisheng, the textbook-level "one sings the red face and the other sings the bad face".

Two to one.

Han Yi was neither humble nor overbearing, "Then may I ask how much money do you think your short film needs?"

Huang Yan was decisive, and took out a form: "360 million, the detailed usage is listed in it, and the organizing committee has also approved it."

Han Yi took the form.

The entries written in it are "both clear and vague", and it is not difficult to think why the organizing committee will approve it.

The organizing committee definitely thought this was the total budget of the remaining two short films!

Han Yi suppressed her anger: "Miss Huang is also an experienced producer, do you think I can shoot 'Future' with a budget of 40?"

"Don't you have some kind of 'virtual production'?" Huang Yan sneered, "I think this little money is enough? Anyway, director Yue's ability is average, and he can't make it without such a big budget, or you will fire us both. , please go ahead."

Yue Jisheng patted his wife on the shoulder: "Honey, don't be angry! If Director Han Da fired us, wouldn't we have to withdraw the budget...We can't cause trouble for a national event like the Autumn Olympics, can we? ?”

"So many workers, soldiers, technicians, and students are all contributing to these three short films." Huang Li's voice was raised a lot, "As far as I know, Mr. Han is going to have a meeting with the technicians today? We also have hundreds of people waiting to start work, so we are so wasted?"

Good guy!

With all the big hats buckled down, those who didn't know thought it was Han Yi who was acting as a demon now!

"Besides, it's useless for you to say anything now," Huang Yan hugged his hands directly to his chest, "Our money has been paid in advance, and there should be only the 30 left in the organizing committee's account. Mr. Han is here Delays will only affect our time off from work!"

"Off work?" Han Yi didn't hold back, and asked directly.

Still want to leave work?

"Yes," Yue Jisheng nodded, "I have problems with blood lipids and blood pressure. I must sleep ten hours a day, and I can't work that long! I believe Xiaohan won't be so hard on me, right?"

Han Yi laughed back angrily.

All the people who were making preparations worked day and night to achieve the best results, and Han Yi didn't sleep for more than four hours for a week.

Although it doesn't mean that everyone has to stay up late, but it can't be such a waste of time, right?

Not to mention anything else, which of the crews outside didn't stay up late every day, grabbing the light of day, with hundreds of people working around the clock?It is to deduct a little money from the gap between the teeth and bring the best effect to the audience!

And this fat and big-eared Yue Jisheng, who spent all his budget, actually has to leave work on time every day?

But...off work?

Han Yi suddenly calmed down, smiled faintly at the two couples, it was useless to talk, and left directly.

After seeing Han Yi leave, Yue Jisheng was still whispering to Huang Lin.

"Honey, do you think we've been a little ruthless?"

"If you're not ruthless, he'll get ahead!"

"but…"

"Do you still remember what we did to him?" Huang Yan gave Yue Jisheng a white look, "As long as he can disappear with our secret, even if he is in the whole country, no, I don't care if the whole world loses you!"

"Okay... What my wife said is true!" Yue Jisheng rubbed his hands, "Don't talk about what will happen at the opening ceremony, but just talk about the preview meeting in ten days or so, I'm afraid Han Yi won't be able to pass it!"

"No! If he offends the bosses of the organizing committee, then his film and television career will really come to an end~"

fifteen days later.

Autumn Olympic Games preparatory group members review meeting.

The four senior leaders sat in a row.

There was no sound at the scene, because everyone knew that these four decided the promotion of the entire China's internal and external image, the review of film and television works, and the formulation of all entertainment policies.

It can be said that they are the closest to the audience and the farthest from the audience.

"Xiao Han, sit next to me!" Dao Shi waved to Han Yi who had just entered the door, and was startled when he approached, "Why are you getting thinner faster than me!"

Fifteen days passed by in a hurry. Although Han Yi's body was still tall and straight, he was obviously thinner.

The lines on his face were almost as if cut by a knife and an axe, but his firm eyes still shot out from the two lowered sword eyebrows, with a radiant look.

"I stayed up too late, and my work and rest are not regular," Han Yi smiled, "I lost my composure, I'm sorry."

"Then you still have time to revise the script of "The Stars"?" Director Shi was surprised, "I see that you are revising what I annotate every day. With this level of effort...do you still sleep? How is your short film going? ?”

Han Yi nodded: "Don't worry, Director Shi."

"You..." Director Shi sighed, "It's not that we don't have enough time, so we don't need to work so hard!"

Han Yi smiled wryly, Director Shi still didn't know why he was fighting so hard.

He also didn't intend to say it at this point, to add trouble to the old man.

Yue Jisheng and Huang Lin got stuck, rushed in in a hurry, and bowed to the four big men for a long time.

"Like a pug who just learned tricks," Director Shi curled his lips, "But Xiaohan, let me tell you, don't be in a hurry later, and don't refute the opinions of the higher-ups. Do you know why?"

"Because these four are not only leaders with advanced aesthetics, but also the first wave of audience for our short film," Han Yi looked at Director Shi, "I will be modest."

Director Shi nodded in satisfaction: "I'm relieved if you think so."

"Then since the three are all here, let's start," the secretary-general got up and presided over, "Let's stop gossiping, please take turns to play the three."

Just as Director Shi was about to speak, Yue Jisheng stood up.

"Please allow me to say a few words first," Yue Jisheng looked at Han Yi, "We all know that Han Yi will use a brand new technology this time, and we really have a limited budget, even if Director Shi and I try our best to save Qian, Han Yi is still struggling, but please rest assured, the four leaders, his works will definitely make your eyes shine!"

Huang Yan snickered at the side: "I guess it's a surprise to the eyes of people who don't see it? 40, I'll see what kind of flowers he can shoot."

It caused low laughter from the surrounding staff.

"Besides, we all know that before Han Yi's filming started, several top actor teachers resigned due to schedule issues, so Han Yi really worked hard to find young actors," Yue Jisheng said in a high-spirited tone, "There are also young filmmakers, technicians staff, etc., so this is a young work, I hope the four teachers will not look at it according to the past!"

Han Yi was expressionless.

Could it be any more obvious?

He almost patted Han Yi on the chest to assure the four bosses that he was a talent.

Moreover, those actors and staff have all worked with Fanhua Film and Television. As for why they resigned, everyone with a discerning eye here knows.

Who is showing the "preemptive strike" here?

Director Shi naturally understood Yue Jisheng's implication, and his face darkened after hearing it, "Don't talk so much, it will interfere with the judgment of the four."

"I didn't want to say too much, but knowing that Han Yi is going to use a new technology, I am so excited, I have to..."

"Okay, if you don't want to say more, then don't open your mouth." Director Shi looked at the four leaders, "Then let's start playing my 'Past' video."

"Okay." The secretary-general had heard enough of Yue Jisheng's teasing and teasing, and waved his hand at him, motioning him to sit down.

"Please begin!"

The venue went dark in an instant.

The sound of the waves.Yellow River.

Everyone at the scene was brought into the waves in the directing screen in a second.

A mother scoops water from the Mother River.

Washing rice, lighting a fire, cooking smoke, a good meal.

Her child is eating rice with plump grains and mother's love... There are wars raging outside the window.

The Last Supper.

The sound of the Yellow River's waves remains the same.

She put the last rice at home in the child's close-fitting pocket, kissed the child's forehead, turned around, and resolutely walked towards the flames of war.

The child staggered and fled along the Yellow River. On both banks along the way, there was famine, war, and dynasty changes, and the people were in dire straits.

Even at a certain moment, the flowers on both sides of the strait seem to be prosperous.But soon, it will be disrupted by the flames of war.

The affairs of the world, the long-term must be united, the long-term must be divided.

Until that period of humiliating history, artillery fire opened the door of the declining dynasty.

The rice in the child's rice bag also leaked out, and it flowed thousands of miles along the Yellow River.

However, soon, a pair of big hands scooped up water at the other end, and gently picked up the rice that had almost drifted away.

Republic, communism, community.

In the hands of generations of great men, this grain of rice has become countless food, bearing the initial desire of countless people to "eat enough and clothe themselves warmly" until prosperity.

And this rice that represents the history, the rice that is placed on the hope of the nation, is passed from mother to child, and then to the hands of great men, and was entrusted by great men to a series of people with lofty ideals.

So far, Chinese people no longer have to worry about food and clothing.

The prelude to the prosperous age gradually opened.

"Past" has gone, "now" has come.

The four leaders all had tears in their eyes, and this heavy history made everyone feel the same.

Not to mention the superb technique of directing, and the emotional rendering is in place.

Even Yue Jisheng and Huang Yan's eyes were red.

however.

When everyone at the scene continued to watch the opening scene of the "Now" chapter with great anticipation, they immediately gave a soft "tsk" in unison.

The presentation of "now" is really lackluster.

Like Dao Shi, it is a traditional idea, using several reunions to set off the happiness of different professions and people, but Yue Jisheng's skills are extremely mediocre, and the final result can only be said to be unsatisfactory.

The emotions that had just been ignited by the four leaders fell back in an instant.

Finished watching blankly.

"Don't panic," Huang Yan whispered to Yue Jisheng, "There is no harm if there is no comparison. After reading that boy Han Yi's, you will think ours is better!"

"Yeah!" Yue Jisheng didn't panic at all, he already knew what level of director he was, he didn't care about art at all, he only cared about whether he could please the leader.

So, taking advantage of the gap in the clip, he even yelled softly: "Wow, Han Yi's movie is coming!"

The voice was not too loud, just enough for the four leaders to hear clearly.

The four leaders were obviously also aroused by curiosity, and each leaned forward, waiting eagerly.

Dao Shi was sweating in his palms.

The sky is full of stars——

The camera moves slowly, slowly.

In an instant, the stars scattered, and the four leaders and all the audience on the scene let out a shallow exclamation.

Because what was on the screen just now was not stars, but an elder at night, looking at the sparkling stars reflected by the waves at the mouth of the Yellow River.

Needless to say, this elder represents the backbone of the country that feeds the whole people.

A real cultivator.

And in the next second, the elder jumped lightly.

There was another exclamation from the audience.

Is he going to fall into the cold sea?

What is the purpose of this?

Yue Jisheng curled his lips into a smile, this kid turned out to have a crooked butt——

what?

In the picture, instead of falling, the elder walked among the stars where the sea and the sky meet.

Fantastic picture imagination!

Around the elder, there are countless stars, and then slowly advance, they turned into the bright eyes of scientists.

Hundreds of scientists complement each other with the stars on the Yellow River.

Each of them is a pillar that has influenced the development of the Republic.

They walked and talked among the stars, and walked into the mild night.

Finally, they found a child at the mouth of the Yellow River.

It was the kid who appeared in the "Past" chapter.

They held, pushed, and watched... Let this little friend gradually leave the ground and run into the vastness of the universe.

He grows up gradually... The picture unknowingly becomes his perspective——

He has seen the high technology that countless predecessors have devoted their lives to slowly laying out in the universe, space capsules, space stations, Beidou satellite arrays, lunar rovers, moon bases, Mars bases...

As large as the entire matrix of satellites orbiting the earth, as small as the nuts on each spacecraft.

Countless generations of scientists and countless generations of "stars" have turned them from illusions into reality.

Finally, the former kid turned into a teenager, he seemed to have drifted to the edge of the universe, and there was darkness in front of him, so he turned his head quietly.

The rooster on the earth is shining brightly, and around it, hundreds of scientists and gods returned to their place, and the scholars who brought him here returned to the technology that belonged to their creation, and turned into the gods in the universe. stars.

Always light in the direction of his home.

With tears in his eyes, the boy lowered his head.

That is the rice bag his mother gave him, representing the deepest love of a mother who cannot protect herself.

But now, the boy took out a handful of rice from his pocket, and sprinkled it toward the dark front, his "future"——

In the future, the stars are still shining.

At the end of the film, the audience was shrouded in darkness.

Everyone seems to be still walking in space with the boy, unable to calm down for a long time.

Carry on the past and open up the future, soul-stirring.

It wasn't until 30 seconds later that the first applause sounded in the room.

Then, the applause and cheers like a flood almost knocked the roof off.

Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and bowed sincerely to everyone.

This is what the understanding of bowing really stands for.

The Secretary-General finally remembered, and turned on the light with a "snap", "It's great, really, I can't say anything else except it's great!"

"Thank you Han Yi," the leader with the highest official position summed up succinctly: "I was worried that you would shoot 'science fiction', but now it seems that what you are filming is not 'fantasy', but the 'future' that our nation will inevitably achieve. .”

There was another burst of warm applause from the audience.

Another leader wiped away his tears and said to Shi Dao, "Old Shi, you are about to feel a little bit of a crisis, look at what young people are shooting!"

"Hahaha," Director Shi laughed so hard, "Don't provoke me, this is my pro-apprentice, can the filming be good?"

Han Yi was taken aback.

No matter how exaggerated the praise from outsiders is, in his eyes, it is not as good as Dao Shi's "This is my apprentice", which moved him.

Dao Shi has never accepted an apprentice in his life, he is the first and the last.

However, in the next second, his tears were forced back by a mocking voice——

"Han...Han Yi...how did you do it!" Huang Yan asked sharply in front of everyone regardless of his appearance.

Director Shi has already seen the key, so he made the words a little clearer, "Xiaohan, tell everyone how you managed to achieve this effect with such a low budget."

The accent is placed on the three words "so low".

The original setting of the story is much grander than this. He believes that with his apprentice's skills, he will be able to see, so the only thing that can limit him is the budget.

The budget from the prosperous film and television.

The four leaders frowned for a while, looking at Huang Lin and Yue Jisheng.

Han Yi cleared his throat, "It's actually very simple. I don't know if you have noticed that all the actors and all the real scenes in this video have appeared in the second short film."

Then, Han Yi turned to Huang Yan and Yue Jisheng: "Oh, by the way, let me add a little behind-the-scenes, the equipment and venues used for shooting, editing, soundtrack, dubbing, etc., are all sponsored by the two of Fanhua Film and Television. Let them applaud too!"

The crowd burst into warm applause.

Huang Yan and Yue Jisheng's faces were red and white, and they wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, but what was even more annoying was that they didn't understand what was going on.

Seeing this, Director Shi cast a reproachful glance at Han Yi: "Don't be a fool!"

"Haha, good." Han Yi looked at the four leaders, "The two of Fanhua Film and Television very much followed the schedule of our national studio in the last century. They only clocked in for eight hours a day, and the remaining sixteen hours for equipment and Wouldn’t the venue be wasted? I’ve always been poor, so I’m not ashamed, I’ve discussed it with the actors, cameramen, and field staff, and we’ll take advantage of those [-] hours to shoot.”

"I would also like to thank all the behind-the-scenes personnel here, but because they are all catching up on sleep today, they did not attend."

There was another burst of laughter.

It's not ridicule, but I think Han Yi's team is really cute.

Han Yi's eyes were full of gratitude, "Many of them are working in the film and television industry for the first time, such as several of my actors, especially this young actor, his name is Jiang Xiaohei, and he is actually a DM who kills the script. "

The leader was very interested: "Then how did you recruit him?"

Han Yi chuckled, "It was recommended to me by a young friend I know who writes web articles."

"That's it, it really is youthful vitality," the leader couldn't hide his yearning for youth, "At my age, I haven't been moved by other people's creative enthusiasm for a long time, thank you, your team, and your master , let's get that enthusiasm back too, great, I don't have anything to suggest."

"Okay, thank you leader."

Director Shi gave the Secretary-General a quick wink, and the Secretary-General immediately stood up, "One last question, please tell me, Xiaohan, how much did you spend on this short film?"

Han Yi understood, and said generously: "40. Actors, screens, makeup... a total of 40."

"What?" Director Shi pretended to be shocked: "Apprentice, how come you only have 40 yuan! Now the film and television theater line shoots more than 40 yuan for a graduation work! Where did the budget go?"

Han Yi smiled wryly, Shi Dao's ability to ignite will-o'-the-wisps really doesn't look like art at all.

Director Shi responded with a raised eyebrow, meaning "How is it? Is Master good?"

The leader's face darkened in an instant, "40? I clearly approved 360 million! Huang Li! This budget was reported by you, you can explain it to me now."

In an instant, the atmosphere that had just risen dropped to freezing point.

Everyone dared not come out.

Yue Jisheng even trembled in public, and his wife's words from the other day echoed in his ears again.

"If you offend these leaders, don't even think about being in the film and television industry..."

Huang Yan stood up tremblingly, "This... Maybe it was not supervised in any link, let Xiaohan, no, let Teacher Han suffer from being dumb, I will go back and check it out!"

If so, go back and find someone to take the blame!

The leader waved his hand, with an impatient expression on his face, "Come on, the opening ceremony is still [-] days away. I won't hold you accountable now. You go back immediately, find out the budget that didn't reach Han Yi, and then start over with Yue Jisheng's film. Overhaul from the end to the end, and after five days, I want to see a work that can be at the same level as the two short films from the beginning to the end."

At the end, the leader added, "If you really can't do it, you can find Han Yi and his master, Lao Shi, to teach you how to shoot! You two are worse than the children in their master-apprentice movies!"

There was another burst of laughter.

Different from the previous laughters, this time the laughter came from guilt... sarcasm.

At noon, the small restaurants in the Science and Technology Park were overcrowded.

"Grass! You bastard Han Yi!" Huang Yan took a sip of his wine, "How dare you plot against us!"

"That's right!" Yue Jisheng agreed, then looked at the diners who were dining around, and lowered his voice, "Tell me, should we find someone to beat him up!"

"Idiot, what problem does beating him solve? What's your film thinking?"

Yue Jisheng blinked aggrievedly: "I asked the young director newly signed by our company to do it for me, and he is already on the set."

"That's fine. These kids have just entered the society, so they have to exercise well... Hey, have you signed the confidentiality agreement?"

Yue Jisheng chuckled, "It's necessary, I'm already proficient!"

"Okay..." Huang Yan looked around and muttered, "Confidentiality agreement...confidentiality..."

Suddenly, she saw a person and froze for a moment.

"Wife, what's wrong with you?"

"Shut up!" Huang Yan curled his lips into a smile, and picked up the dinner plate, "Look at me and act!"

The couple walked to a young man's table.

"Hello, there is no other place, can we share the table with you?" Huang Yan became polite, showing no trace of cruelty.

The young man pushed his glasses, "Ah... good."

Huang Li: "We are the staff members of Yue Jisheng and Director Yue's team, are you from Director Han's team?"

"En." The young man glanced at the two of them.

"My name is Huang Ying, and this is my husband, Zhang Qijie." Huang Yan smiled like a flower, "What's your name?"

"Zhao Huan."

Huang Yan nodded, then leaned forward with a sincere face, "Xiao Zhao, there is an opportunity to make a lot of money, do you want to try it?"

Late at night, the public toilet in the Science and Technology Park.

Yue Jisheng and Huang Li were squeezed into a cubicle, smelling the stench and almost fainting.

"Why don't you make an appointment with such a place..." Yue Jisheng complained.

"What do you know!" Huang Yan rolled his eyes, "This matter is shameful! I have already contacted the reporter from Taiji Kingdom, and we will send Han Yi's film to him as soon as we get it!"

"But is this really good... After all, it is a national event." Yue Jisheng drooped his face, "I don't think that kid will come..."

"Crow's Mouth!"

Knock Knock—

The couple quickly opened the door.It's Zhao Huan.

"Here," Zhao Huan handed the two a USB flash drive, "What do you want, where is the money?"

"Yuntengbao arrives, 100 million yuan!"

"It's over!" Huang Yan was anxious to take over the flash drive, but Zhao Huan suddenly withdrew her hand, and she raised her eyebrows instantly, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Huan blinked: "If this is leaked, it will be a felony for the country! Have you really thought about it?"

Huang Yan rolled his eyes: