Become a star after debuting from a romance show

"Hmm... It's so convincing. I almost thought it was true. Forget it, just ignore him." Yan Ran also found it a bit funny when she saw the news, but both of them were very busy recently, so they didn't The lawyer’s letter from Time warns that if you look at the comments below, someone is already trolling this self-media account.

"How's it going? Do the instructors think highly of you?" Yan Ran learned that he was taking a break, so she called him and asked enthusiastically.

In front of his girlfriend, Xu Rui is not modest at all: "That's necessary."

You could tell from his tone that he was very proud now. The corners of Yanran's lips curled up: "Then when can I see it?"

"It may be next Sunday, or it may be pushed back a week. It mainly depends on the speed of post-editing." Xu Rui joked, "Even if it is broadcast, big directors may not have time to watch it."

Yan Ran pretended to be frightened: "Of course the big director doesn't have time to watch it. Unfortunately, I'm still a small director and I don't dare to miss the first stage of a big star's career."

Xu Rui: "Humph."

"Humph!" Yan Ran replied twice.

Xu Rui was about to continue humming back when he looked up and saw Zhao Yan walking over, as if she wanted to say something. Seeing that he was on the phone, she waved her hand and whispered to him not to be in a hurry and to wait aside.

Xu Rui knew that he was about to talk about the arrangements for the afternoon. He nodded and continued talking to Yan Ran: "Has the start-up time been set?"

When it comes to this matter, Yan Ran has a lot to share with him: "It's settled, Wednesday, Du Xiao said it was an auspicious day, and he wanted to burn incense, worship gods, and offer pig heads, but I rejected them all."

"I remember that the film industry seemed to believe this. Why did they reject it?" Xu Rui asked.

"No, no, I'll change it to read out the Actors' Self-Discipline Agreement, but the camera will keep it."

"I support you."

Yan Ran asked proudly: "If you don't support me, who else can you support?"

Xu Rui smiled and said: "Yes, yes, the program team seems to have arrangements, so I can't tell you."

"Well, I have to get busy too, come on!" Yan Ran ended the call, a little reluctantly.

At this time, a person walked up to her and handed her a cup of coffee. It looked like it was specially brought to her from outside.

Yanran quickly thanked her: "Teacher Yu, please bring me coffee again."

This person's name is Yu Yisheng, the production director whom Du Xiao found through the introduction of his senior brother. Hearing what Yan Ran said after taking the coffee, he waved his hand and said: "Don't be so polite. I've told you many times, don't yell My teacher."

Yan Ran said: "You did teach me a lot. If you don't call me teacher, why would you call me brother Yu?"

"Sounds a little weird."

"What about Lao Yu?"

"Uh... forget it, do whatever you want." After Yu Yisheng finished speaking, he saw Yan Ran put down her coffee and planned to help when she saw something was going on next to her. He quickly stopped her, "Sit down."

"Ah?" Yan Ran was puzzled.

"You used to do everything yourself. That's because the crew was not all there. There was nothing I could do. I can't say anything. It can't be done now." Yu Yisheng said seriously, "You are from the directing department. You should be able to see clearly that the crew is on the same level. A very strict place.

You are too young, have no impressive past experience, and do not have the backing of big capital, so it is difficult for you to convince the audience. Now that the crew is all here, whoever has to do whatever needs to be done, let them do it. You are the director, and the filming is about to start. , it’s time to establish your prestige. If you continue like this, who will take you seriously after you turn on the phone? "

"Yes, I understand." Yan Ran roughly understood what Yu Yisheng meant.

To put it bluntly, the purpose of putting up the shelves now is to provide psychological construction for the staff, so that they understand that when work is about to start, the director is the director, and it is true.

If we still hang out with them now, chatting and laughing, when work starts and someone makes a mistake and is scolded, we will lose face and feel that we are not friends.

Yu Yisheng saw that Yan Ran was very transparent and said with a smile: "I have been with many film crews. There is no sense of distance between the director and the staff. Even film crews where the director can speak and the actors don't listen can't produce good works. Of course, some directors are not I think so, they just compromised, I hope you can stick to it in the future.”

Yan Ran said seriously: "I will."

"I believe it." Yu Yisheng nodded. Before accepting this job, he naturally got to know Yan Ran and found out that her grades in school had always been excellent.

Du Xiao also told him that Yan Ran had had many opportunities before, but she turned them down due to personal persistence. Otherwise, she would not have waited until now to have the opportunity to shoot a movie with a budget of only 600,000 yuan.

It is precisely these qualities that make him willing to come here to help a rookie, and this place has not yet been hijacked by capital, allowing him to return to his identity as a pure filmmaker, working hard, tired, but also enjoying it.

…

Although he did not see this scene, Xu Rui knew that Yan Ran must be learning how to become a qualified director every day, and then move towards greatness, and he was also learning how to become an artist.

Zhao Yan came to him to remind him of the music class time in the afternoon. "Original New Generation" is a talent show. Many contestants are not from majors and have not received formal music training. They have great achievements in lyrics and composition. problem, so the program team arranged courses for them, and professional teachers in the industry gave them surprise teaching.

Participating in the course was voluntary. Xu Rui attended one session and found that the teaching content was not helpful to him, so he gave up.

The songs for the next period should be submitted to the music team on Thursday at the latest. If you finish writing in advance, you can discuss it with the music teacher and discuss the arrangement. Of course, you can also not participate in the arrangement and hand it over directly to the music team after the song is finalized.

It is said that it is a week, but in fact each song writing time is up to five days. If there is no inventory that matches the proposition, it will definitely be a big test for these players.

Xu Rui didn't feel embarrassed, but he didn't feel he could slack off either. After listening to a music class, he took paper and pen and found a classroom to calm down and think.

It's not like he hasn't thought about whether it would give others the impression of being arrogant if he didn't listen when everyone else was attending class, but time was limited and he really didn't have time to do superficial work.

"My views on the entertainment industry..." Xu Rui leaned back in his chair, turning the black pen around between his fingers.

Rushing like birds? Night life? Lively and extravagant? 2.08 million a day?

Chasing dreams? make money? Halo?

Unspoken rules? Capital game?

dirty? Water depth?

When it comes to the entertainment industry, this is the most common view among the public. He is currently just standing at the door, unable to clear away the fog that surrounds it.

At this moment, a melody suddenly lingered in his mind.

"The bright red steaming and dancing in the night sky

Is it the light of the fire or the restlessness of the city all night?

Please do not approach curious young people easily

If you don't want to be robbed

…”

As a newcomer to the entertainment industry, this song "Guide to Young Birds" is a good reminder to him not to be arrogant or to be too arrogant. There are definitely many people around who want to trick him.

And he, a kind man, was happy to share this song with other young birds after reflecting on himself.

Thinking of this, he immediately started writing, sketching notes on the paper and humming in his mouth.

"The approaching cry that cuts through the silence

Is he asking for help or is his conspiracy about to succeed?

…”