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Chapter 99 I wish you a small box office

"Hello? Mushroom house?"

It was approaching evening again, and that annoying phone rang slowly.

He Ling was careful this time and put the phone directly on the bedside table next to the kang. He didn't need to get up and just picked up the phone.

"Hello, are you the guest coming tomorrow?"

"yes."

He Ling turned on the speakerphone, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen.

The voice was booming, and the three of them looked at each other and shook their heads.

The voice on the other end of the phone was deliberately lowered so they couldn't tell who it was.

"Then what do you want to eat tomorrow?"

"Beef noodles and rice noodles. The snail and lion noodles are very good. I haven't eaten them for a long time, right?"

He Lingtong immediately grasped the key word, "Married, man and woman come together, then it's easy to guess."

He didn't even hide his words, but the sound of fighting suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

Then the woman scolded the man for being a little nervous.

"That's all, hang up."

Before the three of them could react, the other party hung up the phone.

The three of them looked at each other and said, "They didn't say when they would come."

Huang Lei took out his cell phone and laughed: "Xiao Chen will get up early tomorrow to receive you. They didn't explain it clearly anyway."

...

Although Chen Zhixing has been practicing for more than a month, he still has not developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early.

But there is no nightlife in this world, so if you go to bed early, you will naturally wake up early.

Some people say that it takes 21 days to develop a good habit. Chen Zhixing profoundly proved another criterion.

It only takes one day for him to kick this good habit.

Unlike the rest of the crew who were full of energy, Chen Zhixing was a little listless when he got up early.

It was just dawn and no one else had woken up from their sleep. The program team was working diligently and captured his movements with great energy.

"Chen Zhixing, don't you learn Wing Chun for boxing?"

"Alright."

Anyway, it was a contribution shot, so Chen Zhixing didn't refuse, he directly picked up the bamboo pole lying on the ground and struck a pose.

At first, he mainly studied Xiaoniu and Bazhan Dao. After all, he had to pick some important things to learn in a hurry for filming.

But what he likes most is this set of six-and-a-half-point sticks. Although it is not smooth to use, it is full of momentum.

After one set, Chen Zhixing felt a layer of sweat break out all over his body.

"good!"

There was a sound of admiration, and Chen Zhixing followed the sound and saw two figures standing outside the door.

A man and a woman, both of whom are not particularly tall, only have two pairs of eyes exposed at the fence.

"We have a visitor at home!"

Chen Zhixing shouted and quickly stepped forward to open the door to greet him.

As soon as he opened the door, Chen Zhixing was surprised again. The people who came were actually Wu Jing and his wife.

Chen Zhixing said hello quickly: "Hello, Teacher Wu Jing, please leave your luggage to me, Teacher Xie Nan."

"No, it won't sink." Wu Jing smiled, revealing the six eye lines around her eyes, "My wife is still a fan of yours, so you won't be able to control yourself even more when you're doing boxing."

"I just beat them randomly."

"You are not just beating randomly, you are very well behaved." Wu Jing looked up and down and expressed praise.

"Not as handsome as young Zhang Sanfeng."

"That's true!" Wu Jing laughed and patted Chen Zhixing on the shoulder.

As they walked into the courtyard, everyone else was awakened by Chen Zhixing's shouts.

"Hey, isn't this Wu Jing? Which couple am I still thinking about?"

"I didn't guess it." Wu Jing laughed.

Huang Lei touched his forehead and smiled a little reluctantly. There are only a few couples in the entertainment industry, and even fewer can call their spouses daughter-in-law.

"You're here, don't stand still."

"Yes, yes, I'm hungry..."

"Hurry up the mountain and pick some corn, don't stand still."

Huang Lei said one sentence and caught Wu Jing off guard, "Why don't you let me eat first?"

"We didn't prepare breakfast. We were thinking that you would have to come in the afternoon."

Turning around, I saw Chen Zhixing waving the big basket in his hand.

...

"Can you still do Wing Chun?"

On the winding path, Wu Jing looked at the scenery on both sides and greeted Chen Zhixing.

"I didn't learn the six-and-a-half-point stick at first, but I learned the eight-cut sword. Men, they all like longer ones."

Wu Jing smiled tacitly, feeling that this guy was quite good.

"How long have you been practicing?"

"More than a month."

Wu Jing squinted her eyes and praised: "Practice like this for more than a month? That's really not bad."

Chen Zhixing was a little embarrassed. If you think Wu Jing looks like this, he can still be called a tough old handsome guy even if he is no longer handsome.

But when he squints his eyes, you always feel like he is mocking you.

So much so that when Chen Zhixing saw him squinting his eyes, the emoticon of "Aren't you cheap?" echoed in his mind.

"Nowadays, martial arts dramas are declining, and not many young people are willing to film them." Wu Jing felt a little disappointed.

He grew up in the most glorious era of martial arts movies. However, after a few years, those who had just made a name for themselves were thinking about transformation.

Wu Yue took on a lot of literary dramas. Yang Junyi, who played the role of Tong Zhan in Shuiyue Cave, quit the industry to become a martial arts instructor. He was quite successful. In the past two years, he found a way out in military films.

"Wolf Warrior", which was just released a few days ago, has already reached the 300 million threshold. With an investment of 12 million, this film is guaranteed to make money.

And this result also made his mind come alive again.

I haven't been idle during this period. I have already prepared an idea. Now I just need the script, actors, equipment, team and investment.

Looking at Chen Zhixing in front of him again, he didn't get what he wanted.

Pressing down his thoughts, he tried: "You have just come into contact with movies. It's not very prosperous right now?"

This person is open-minded and not afraid of making short-term conversations. Chen Zhixing didn't feel any resistance, "It's okay, the resources are a little less and the pay is a little low."

When Wu Jing said the last sentence, his eyes lit up obviously.

He replied calmly: "Yes, I heard that young actors nowadays have to start with 2 million."

"Pretty much, they're a little taller."

Wu Jing's heart sank. How had he ever heard that a young actor who had just been released without any works could actually afford this price?

When he quoted the price, Wu Jing's heart dropped.

A blast point is 50,000, and two million can sustain a whole sequence of blasts. What can I do with this kind of money?

"Are you quite popular now?"

The more Chen Zhixing listened, the more evil he became. He first asked about his salary, then about his future, and finally about his grades. The next step was to introduce the person, right?

"It's not bad, the number of fans is only over one million."

Nowadays, Weibo fans are not that serious. He must not have bought fans himself, but he doesn’t know whether Wang Wei and the others have.

"More than one million."

Wu Jing clicked her tongue twice. The fan conversion rate was calculated as 30%, which is more than 300,000.

Fifty yuan per ticket is equivalent to fifteen million. Not counting the buzz he brought, this investment has been steadily earned back.

After thinking for a long time, Wu Jing sighed.

He can make money from trading, but he really doesn't have any spare money.

The investment in this newly released book is not low, it's not much more than two million, but he doesn't have any money left, so he might as well wait and see.

"Is your movie going to be released soon?"

Chen Zhixing nodded, "It's almost the end of the year."

"Then I wish you a great success at the box office."

Wu Jing was a little confused. If he was a hit, would his salary have to be increased? But if he wasn't a hit, why would I ask him to do it?
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