In fact, isn’t that what they are doing now?

Mobilizing a crew, from framing to shooting, from editing to soundtrack... The program team of "Entertainment Intern" has given too much, tens of thousands of credits to make a 40-minute short film, and even if you tell it, your peers will laugh.

It’s ridiculous to know that the cost of filming a film of this size is ten times or even dozens of times outside.

When He Jiayi reacted, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

This is a kind of belated awe.

Outsiders may think that "Entertainment Interns" can also recover costs through advertising, copyright sales, etc., but they, the interns who are personally involved in the program, know that the program team left the copyright to the main creative team for free.

No profit is gained, but the resources in each round are more abundant than the last round. Not to mention the fire sale, it is almost free, giving them the opportunity to practice.

Directors like Qu Nan have benefited the most from this.

He Jiayi suddenly felt a little sad. She seemed to see one or a group of old people through this program. They were old and tired, but they still wanted to pass on the best and most important things to their children. They worked hard and racked their brains for this.

Come up with such an exercise method, guide step by step, pay equal attention to encouragement and criticism, all just to seize a possibility of development and for a future of high-quality entertainment.

But... as children, how many of these interns can truly understand this painstaking effort?

Or, how many people can maintain their true intentions after gaining popularity and getting job offers?

Realizing this, He Jiayi felt heavy in his heart.

She can honestly say that she has been promoted all the way to the fifth round. On the one hand, she did not like the previous offers, and on the other hand, she wanted to see how long she could go. But even if this is the case, if the next round is brilliant,

If China Entertainment or some important director offered the contract, she knew that there was an 80% chance that she would be tempted.

After all, we are human beings, and being human will make us tacky.

Tacky, so short-sighted, so eager for quick success.

Because reality has proven one thing to people countless times: idealists will die miserably.

So in order to survive, everyone must be more vulgar.

But, is this really the case?

Just like Yuan Xiao and Qin Jue, they took advantage of the loopholes in the rules without hesitation in the last round, performed and filmed such a wonderful "The Melting Pot". In the end, they were not buried in the film, but were recognized by director Zeng Xinhuiqin and given

Better opportunities for further study?

Who says idealists can't achieve anything?

Isn’t it obvious how clear the attitude of the program crew is?

Just like an old man patting his children and grandchildren on the shoulders, looking at them with a mixture of gratification and encouragement, and saying with a smile: "You can be outstanding! The rest, we half-buried guys will bear the burden for you!"
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He Jiayi's eyes suddenly became wet. Just at this moment, Qu Nan announced the intermission. Chen Danqing and Qin Jue slowly descended from the mid-air with wires hanging on them. The entire crew suddenly relaxed like a tense giant, exhausted, but also fulfilled.<

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She smiled and walked over in a few steps. Qu Nan thought she had some script issues that needed to be discussed, and quickly turned around without even having time to wipe off the sweat.

But I didn’t expect He Jiayi to say:

"Director, if I'm still here in the next round of grouping, if you can still choose someone, you must bring me one!"

Her eyes sparkled.

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It had been three days since the "Thousand Colors" unplugged live broadcast. At the end of June, Qin Jue, who had left the show early, sat on the sofa with hot tea in his hands. Qiao Yu and Zhang Ming were busy on the side, as if preparing for an expedition.

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"I said..." Qin Jue looked at the two busy figures, a little helpless and a little funny, "It's just an outdoor scene, isn't it?"

"Brother Qin, don't underestimate the countryside. There are a lot of snakes, insects, rats and ants!" Zhang Ming said, "I know you are not afraid of scratches, but it will be uncomfortable if you are allergic."

"Well, I don't know what the diet is like. Wia, blasting these is already very dangerous. It's not okay to go on hungry." Qiao Yu also frowned slightly.

"..." Qin Jue looked at the sky speechlessly, "Okay."

She now has a strong illusion that a half-hundred-year-old man is being picked up by his juniors to be hospitalized.

Fortunately, Masako Rimu, who was taking care of the little fox, would not come over until Qin Jue and Zhang Ming left. Otherwise, if these three people were together, Qin Jue would really not be able to bear the multiplied looks of concern, and she would feel like she was half buried in the ground.<

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"Okay, Brother Qin, I'll rush over with my suitcase and flight case first!"

Zhang Ming is as smart and considerate as ever. Qin Jue is about to go to that inhospitable place to shoot outdoor scenes. The brothers and sisters must have a lot to say. It would be too much trouble to stay here, so why not take the luggage and leave first?
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Qin Jue laughed, nodded, and said, "If you have time tonight, go to the Qinke Experience Center to get an outdoor WiFi with a larger flow rate."

This child has been admitted to the school and is taking online classes. Don’t delay the preparation because of poor signal.

Zhang Ming scratched his head and said happily: "Yeah!"

After he left with his luggage, Qiao Yu, who was still squatting on the ground organizing his things, pursed his lips and smiled, turning out a palm-sized thing similar to a mobile phone case in his hand, which was the outdoor WiFi Qin Jue mentioned.

Qin Jue almost laughed out loud: "You..."

Qiao Yu smiled slyly, picked up the self-heating food on the surface of the small suitcase, and saw a white and cold light flashing under the light, which turned out to be a row of ice knives of different sizes and shapes.

"Yo."

Qin Jue felt excited, put down his tea cup and leaned over.

"Safety is important." Qiao Yu's voice was soft, but the words she spoke seemed terrifying, "Sister, please wear self-defense."

If there were any outsiders here, I'm afraid they would be aroused by her words. "Safety is more important"? Shouldn't safety be the most important thing? Isn't it true that offense is the best defense?

"Understand me." Qin Jue's next words fully demonstrated that she and the little fox were not a family that did not live in the same house. "This is a must-have for going to the countryside."

In the small suitcase with square corners and metal reinforcements, after removing the insignificant things outside, underneath are all the "outdoor self-defense supplies" prepared by Qiao Yu.

This specification, how can I put it... is enough for temporary killing and dumping of corpses.

Qin Jue played with an ice skate that was only slightly longer than the palm of his hand. It was light, thin, and had sharp edges. It was stored in a portable ice box. There were ten of them in total. In Qiao Yu's words, "You can't use it where it should be used."

It’s good to come and cool down.”

I don’t know what the little fox has been thinking about these days combined with the old stories of the apocalypse that Mori Ran has talked about in bits and pieces, but from the looks of it, Qin Jue can accept the fact that Qin Jue kills people without blinking an eye.

"I was scarier than this before." The ice blade flew back and forth between Qin Jue's fingers. She smiled briefly and turned to look at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu softened her eyebrows: "So the psychological pressure is even greater."

Although "The Empty Monument" made her uncomfortable when she watched it, what was even more uncomfortable was that when she was just reborn, Qin Jue was wary of being thorny with outsiders, for fear of hurting others.

My sister is bright red, strong, warm, and gentle, but few people know that underneath such warm red there is a thick black that cannot be dissolved, but she hides it so well that everyone thinks she has already

Getting better.

The ice blade, as thin as cicada wings, stopped between Qin Jue's fingers.

"What are you implying?" She looked at Qiao Yu and asked softly.

Qiao Yu gently hugged her knife-holding arm, her body trembled from the ice, but she still leaned her head on Qin Jue's shoulder and rubbed it.

The long, silky hair was as soft as a furry animal, and Qin Jue's tense nerves suddenly relaxed a little.

She is more afraid than anyone else of hurting the people closest to her.

"Isn't it... a bit too much?" the little fox murmured, "The deputy team is busy again. My sister must have had a hard time in order to restrain her fierceness."

Qin Jue listened to her quietly without making a sound, but the color brought by his breath gave Qiao Yu enough answers.

Indeed, since the filming of "Day Rain" was completed, she has not done anything for four months, not even in the movie. Like "The Crucible" and the current fight scenes, she tried her best to hold back her strength and endured the acting.

More hard work.

Overkill...?

She knew what the little fox meant, and in order to integrate into the current harmonious society, Qin Jue forced the part of herself that belonged to the apocalypse into the depths of her consciousness, but eliminating her sadism didn't mean that she didn't miss those people who walked the tightrope between life and death.

In today's world, to put it in more popular terms, the wild beast in the mountains and forests has become domesticated. How can it not feel uncomfortable?

It's one thing to be grateful for the happy days we have now, but it's another thing to be engraved in our instinctive wildness.

"I heard from Zhang Ming that the place we are going to go this time is close to a mountain forest reserve." Qiao Yu smiled lightly, "Although it is not as good as the real wilderness, it might be able to give my sister a breather."
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Qin Jue sighed with a smile, turned her hand and put the skates into her cuffs, freed her hand to rub the little fox's head. The latter narrowed his eyes and rubbed the palm of her hand, then straightened up.

"Let me summarize your thoughts." She said with a smile, "People like us who are straddling the end of the world and the present still have to find a balance point. We can't go too extreme to one side. It's okay to be too indulgent or too repressed.

What does it mean to be in a bad emotional state?"

Qiao Yu nodded, smiling.

Qin Jue looked away and was stunned for two seconds, feeling a little emotional: "It's really only you who can say this."

She and her dog are the same person. If it weren't for the care and bond, she could disappear in the world in minutes. Mori Ran was born from artificial intelligence, and his way of thinking is different from ordinary people. Only the little fox has experienced both

The end of the world leaves traces of abilities but no specific memories. Only people who live in the contemporary era and play dual roles can view the problem from this perspective.
To be continued...