Non-famous Actor

"Tong Dawei..."

"Yes... yes, director!"

At this moment, Tong Dawei seemed to be more nervous than before.

"You work in the entertainment industry, do you have any wishes? It's okay, just tell me if you have any wishes." Sun Hao smiled and motioned him to relax.

"hiss…"

Taking a deep breath, Tong Dawei looked at Sun Hao and said, "Director, I hope I can play the leading role in your movie like Sun Honglei."

"real?"

"Director, I can swear!" Tong Dawei raised his hand.

"Director, I can guarantee that what he said is absolutely true." At this time, Wu Junmei also interjected.

"Because if you look at the Chinese film and television industry, as long as you are an actor, there is no one who doesn't want to be able to act in your film and television drama, even if you only play a small role in the film and television drama."

"Hmmmm..."

As soon as Wu Junmei finished speaking, the actors watching the filming scene nodded together, and even the Kung Fu Emperor Li Lianjie was among them.

"Hehe..." Sun Hao chuckled.

"Tong Dawei, that's good.

If you just pass the next scene, then I promise you that I will reserve an important role for you in the sci-fi movie "The Ninth District", which will start filming in September. "

"Director, is what you said true?"

Tong Dawei, who couldn't believe it, hadn't answered, and Sun Honglei, who was standing outside the shooting scene, jumped up.

"Director, Mr. Han, I strongly request to play Kong Lingkan. As for the reporter I played, leave it to Tong Dawei. Anyway, there is no rivalry between the reporter and the director?"

If Tong Dawei was a little hesitant just now, because he really couldn't believe the character in Sun Hao's movie, he just gave it out like this lightly.

But now, Tong Dawei was stimulated, grandma, someone wanted to take his role in person, so without thinking about it, he patted his chest vigorously.

"Director, just watch my performance!"

"Are you sure there is no problem?" Sun Hao asked with a smile.

"Absolutely no problem!" Tong Dawei replied quickly.

"Hmm..." Sun Hao nodded, and then waved to executive assistant director Zhou Peng.

"Old Zhou, before filming, get Tong Dawei half a catty of liquor."

"Director, there is wine, but there is no part about Kong Lingkan drinking in the script?"

"Then change it." Sun Hao said with a smile:

"The reason for this is that the wine is strong and cowardly, which can ensure that Tong Dawei and I will not be afraid when we play against each other; the second is that drinking some wine seems to be more in line with Kong Lingkan's character. Why did you Jiang Jingguo come to me? I him Damn, I still don't care about you, you should eat and drink..."

"Okay, director, listen to you, let's change this scene like this!"

Before Sun Hao finished speaking, Han Shanye, standing next to the director's monitor, clapped excitedly.

...

"The 1423rd scene of the movie "The Founding of the People's Republic of China", the 7th scene, the 23rd time, preparation..., start!"

Sun Hao, who was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, was leaning on the back of the sofa with a stern gaze.

At this time, a light and fluttering voice echoed in the room.

"Auntie, they are in control now, they can seal up my Yangtse Company inside and out with one word, and even send people to Manshang Beach to arrest me.

Now, Jiang Qingtian, I'm here, why don't you shoot me?

After killing me, I believe you can publicize it to the outside world. The criminal has been brought to justice, all thanks to me, Jiang Qingtian! "

……………

"Hey, I'm sorry everyone, the director finished training Tong Dawei within ten minutes, so I won, so each of you has to help me introduce a play.

Hmm... how about, let's start with Brother Jie first.

Brother Jie, the director's sci-fi movie "The Ninth District" needs a lot of actors. Or, as the absolute leading role, you bother to put me in it? "

Sun Hao's last scene in "The Founding of the People's Republic of China" had just been filmed, and Sun Honglei, who was happy to see his teeth but not his eyes, began his journey of debt collection.

And the first unlucky guy who hit his gun was the famous Kung Fu Emperor Li Lianjie.

"Well…"

Li Lianjie wanted to hide, but Sun Honglei carried forward his character of "beef candy" and took over his bag from Li Lianjie's assistant, um, Li Lianjie's own brother.

"Hey... Brother Jie, I know you have a meeting with the director at noon. It is said that you want to discuss the script of "The Ninth District". Why don't you take me with you?"

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【Republic of China Red Mansion】

Located at No. 300 Changjiang Road, Xuanwu District, next to the Presidential Palace, there are rumors that this is the No. 1 Huaiyang cuisine restaurant in Jinling. Celebrities have dined here.

And the place where Li Lianjie treats guests is arranged here.

There were not many people, only three, Sun Hao, Li Lianjie, and Sun Honglei, among them, Sun Honglei followed with a stern look.

"Director, what would you like to eat?"

As soon as Sun Hao sat down in the private room of the hotel, Li Lianjie handed over the menu.

"Squirrel mandarin fish, Zhongshan stuffed tofu, salted duck, drunken shrimp, lion head."

Sun Hao was also not humble, ordered a few dishes at random, then closed the menu and handed it to the waiter at the side.

"Then... what should we drink?" Li Lianjie asked with a smile.

"Let's have a bottle of Moutai!" Sun Hao said casually.

"The three of us drink a catty of Moutai, there should be no problem."

"Director, are you leaving this afternoon?" Sun Honglei asked casually as he poured tea for the two.

"The plane in the evening will arrive in the capital around ten o'clock at night."

"Are you in such a hurry to go back?" Li Lianjie was taken aback for a moment, originally thinking of strolling around Jinling with Sun Hao.

"Don't be in a hurry. The Athens Olympic Games have already opened. As the chief director of the eight-minute performance, I should also rush to Greece."

"Oh, sorry director, I completely forgot about this."

Li Lianjie patted his forehead with his hand.

"Haha..." After taking a sip of tea, Sun Hao chuckled: "Brother Jie, it doesn't matter if you remember or not, as long as I remember.

But what shall we talk about now? The screenplay for District 9? "

"Director, I'm not busy with the movie script. It's okay to discuss it in depth after dinner. After all, I still need to take notes." Li Lianjie smiled and took out a black notebook from his side bag.

"Director, there is something I want to talk to you about?"

"explain!"

"Do you remember [63 prophecies] that appeared on Yahoo's website many years ago?

There are a lot of natural disasters predicted in it, and all the past ones have come true, without exception.

Among these [63 prophecies], the one with the most severe casualties is the Indian Ocean tsunami that occurred on December 26, 2004. According to the prophecy, this tsunami will kill 292,000 people..."

"Joe, so what?"

At this time, squirrel mandarin fish, salted duck, drunken shrimp, and Moutai wine came up, but the heavy-faced Kung Fu Emperor was still talking, so Sun Hao interrupted him directly.

"Director, that's why I established the One Foundation to call on the people of the country and the performing arts stars in the circle to contribute to the peaceful development of mankind and earthquake relief."

The words, the Kung Fu Emperor spoke impassionedly, with the momentum of throwing his head and blood.

However, Sun Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, where did you think about getting money? Grandma, isn't this just that someone took the initiative to send money to the door?