I really don't sell people [entertainment]

Fu Yunzhang really didn't think about how to deal with these two roles.

For Wei Ran, Lian Tao, and even Jiang Tao, it might be just a variety show. They received money, and as long as they finished their work, they would be fine with producing a show. But for Fu Yunzhang, this is also a very important one. Chance.

Even if there is no one in the industry who picks people from variety shows, as long as there is the slightest possibility, he will not let it go.

So Fu Yunzhang thought for a while, and asked: "Is there any place where I can get close to some...comparative, persistent people. It's the kind, although they are not crazy, but in the eyes of outsiders, what they do is crazy , the kind of person."

Han Hua thought for a while, and asked, "Are you referring to me?"

Fu Yunzhang was taken aback by his question, and Han Hua continued to explain: "Just like when you first met me, like a tramp..."

"Wait," Li Yuan interrupted them suddenly, "What is like you? What kind of homeless? Han Hua, aren't you the assistant Yunzhang found?"

Interrupted by Li Yuan, the two suddenly realized that they seemed to have concealed Han Hua's... way of obtaining it.

So the two coughed lightly in a very tacit understanding, and decided to go home and talk about it.

Han Hua also began to tell Li Yuan that he could put the meat in the pot: "I mean, we met a homeless man on the road, and we just talked about it. By the way, Brother Li, do you have any suggestions?"

Li Yuan always felt that these two people were hiding something from him, but even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't imagine that Han Hua, who was so capable at work, was picked up by Fu Yunzhang as a homeless person.

He accepted Han Hua's argument and said, "The simplest thing is to play tricks in the film and television base. It seems normal to us, but it seems a bit crazy to others, including their families."

"Of course," Li Yuan added, "if they earn more, the family members won't feel crazy, but overall, it's a bit similar."

Thinking of their state, Fu Yunzhang nodded, indicating that he knew, and then, together with Han Hua, turned Li Yuan's attention to the hot pot.

Li Yuan was really hungry in the past half month, and he was no match for these two people in terms of scheming, so he quickly put other things behind him and concentrated on cooking meat.

Seeing him like this, the two were really relieved, especially seeing that he looked a little tired after eating, so they hurriedly called a taxi for him and sent him back.

Seeing how Li Yuan couldn't help telling them to be careful not to take risks before leaving, the two always had a weird guilty conscience, and when they got home and looked at each other, they both laughed wryly.

Fu Yunzhang rubbed his temples and sighed: "So, it's better for people not to lie, otherwise a lie will always be covered by countless lies."

Han Hua nodded with deep sympathy: "That's the truth."

After the two finished speaking, they both looked away with a little guilt.

Han Hua felt that she shouldn't continue to entangle on this issue, so she remembered the topic she skipped during dinner: "You asked us before, is there a place where you can meet some more persistent people? Is it your idea of ​​the role? "

Fu Yunzhang had no idea that Han Hua was changing the subject for himself, and was still glad that he didn't have to continue lying: "Yes. Although it is a lottery now, the program group should control it. Everyone will play the role of the lunatic twice and the dumb twice. From my From my personal understanding, if the characters can be designed to be fuller, it will be more helpful for the final broadcast effect and the restoration of the case, after all, if there is no internal logic, the detectives will not be able to understand the show.”

Han Hua thinks his idea is very interesting: "So, you think that the essence of lunatics may also be people who are addicted to their own world. They have their inner perfect logic, and their behavior seems crazy to outsiders, but It’s not in their own eyes. You want to experience life through this kind of thinking.”

Seeing his expression, Fu Yunzhang knew that he was also interested, and said with a smile, "Do you want to go together?"

Han Hua nodded logically: "Of course! In terms of experiencing life, you can't compare to me! You don't know, I have done everything to find inspiration!"

Fu Yunzhang chimed in: "You're right, so, do you have any suggestions? The film and television base mentioned by Brother Li is eligible, but we may not be able to achieve the effect if we go there."

Not to mention the effect, maybe he had just arrived at the film and television base the day before, and Li Feiyan would buy a black hot search called "Fu Yunzhang Makes a Show" the next day, and then it would describe how he bullied the actors and deprived them of their chances of survival.

Han Hua didn't think about it, he just looked at Fu Yunzhang, full of the thoughts that had been stirring in his heart since Vienna: "Yunzhang, let's go to sell paintings! If we really make a living by painting?" kind!"

After Han Hua finished speaking, she anxiously waited for Fu Yunzhang to make a decision.

It's not that he doesn't have no thoughtfulness, but this is indeed the method he is most familiar with that meets Fu Yunzhang's requirements.

Seeing his uneasy appearance, Fu Yunzhang didn't say much, but turned around and looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his study: "Shall we bring our own tools?"

Seeing Fu Yunzhang turn around, Han Hua thought he disagreed, but unexpectedly took a turn for the worse. She immediately took out her mobile phone and said, "I'll go and book tickets! No need to bring tools, just do as the Romans do when the time comes!"

Because she has lived alone for many years and has been an all-round assistant for a long time, Han Hua's execution speed can be said to be very fast.

With the blessing of this speed of execution, the two of them arrived in a small village on the southern coast the next afternoon.

This small village is not well-known, but the nearby village is famous, but in Han Hua's words, there are many demands, the rent is expensive, and the atmosphere is not necessarily liked by everyone, so many people moved out there.

"After all, everyone has different ideas. Some people may want to make a living, some people just want to find some fellow artists to discuss art, and some people are too lazy to leave when they come, just go with the situation."

Fu Yunzhang guessed that he had friends here, seeing his familiarity, and asked, "Where are your friends, which one is it?"

Han Hua laughed and asked, "Which one do you think it is?"

Fu Yunzhang replied: "I guess there are."

Han Hua really didn't expect him to say, "Why?"

Fu Yunzhang followed him into the village, and while observing the people and buildings around him, he said: "If you only recognize one kind of friend and only approve of one kind of life style, you won't come to be my assistant, you will I think it's too vulgar."

Han Hua was immediately amused by his talk, even the brows were smiling, and his eyes were shining brightly: "Yunzhang, we are really confidants!"

It's a pity that Han Hua didn't have time to express how moved she was to her "confidant", a male voice came from next to her ear: "Han Hua?"

Han Hua looked up, only to realize that they had already arrived at their destination.

"Han Hua, it's really you! I thought I was wrong!" Seeing Han Hua, the man was so happy that he didn't notice his collapsed smile, let alone that he had been secretly deceived by him. Make a note, "What have you been up to lately? Are you still drawing?"

After silently keeping the accounts in her heart, Han Hua put the matter through, and responded straightforwardly, "Of course I still paint, but recently I'm working as an assistant to a celebrity, with food and shelter included."

When Fu Yunzhang heard the words "food and housing included", he felt a little headache.

At the beginning, he didn't know much about the market, but later, he met Han Hua, who regarded money as something outside of him. Every time he heard these four words, he felt a strange sense of guilt, and felt like an oppressed person. The cruel officials of the people.

However, people who can be Han Hua's friends have brain circuits that are more... different from ordinary people, so it's reasonable to hear Han Hua say this. ... just don't have to worry about making a living at all? It's just my ideal life."

Han Hua nodded triumphantly: "Yes! It's very ideal! By the way, this is my friend Fu Yunzhang. He can also draw, and he is a painter of Chinese paintings. Come with me to have a look."

It was the first time for Fu Yunzhang to hear someone introduce himself in this way, and he found it very interesting: "Hello."

The man hurriedly replied hello, only to realize that he blocked the guest at the door, and quickly let him in: "By the way, Han Hua, the old man is in a bad mood today, and he hasn't had lunch yet. Go and coax him. The food is in the kitchen."

Han Hua nodded, handed Fu Yunzhang to the other party's reception, and went straight to the kitchen.

This person saw that Fu Yunzhang was also like Han Hua, with a face that could be used directly for dinner, so he couldn't help asking curiously, "Are you a full-time painter, or do you have another job?"

Fu Yunzhang thought that they would stay for a few more days, and there might be other things to do, so he said truthfully: "There are other things to do."

The man sighed again: "That's great...you are so good, and it's good that Han Hua can change. Han Hua's painting skills back then, even if he imitated paintings, he could make a lot of money, but he just didn't, I just want to create by myself, then I was worried that one day he would go crazy and live on the street!"

When the man spoke, he was both envious and disappointed: "I also want to be like him, but it's so difficult... If I can't let it go, I can't let it go. I still want to succeed in painting, isn't it stupid?"

Fu Yunzhang looked at him and shook his head without hesitation: "Not stupid, as long as you don't think about getting something for nothing, you are not stupid."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Yes... just keep working hard."

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence.Just when he was racking his brains to think about what to talk about, Han Hua came back.

He looked at Han Hua's solemn expression, and asked worriedly, "The old man still refuses to eat?"

Han Hua shook her head: "No, I ate something, but I'm worried that if the old man continues like this, he might not be able to draw it even before the deadline..."