Siheyuan: I Actually Crossed Into A Stick

"Oh, I adapted this novel based on the novel "The Wandering Child" written by the French writer Hector Marlowe.

"As for the arrangement, it's..."

Jia Geng repeated what he explained to He Yushui before.

"Oh, no wonder, I felt a little familiar at the time, that's why!"

The middle-aged man understood a little bit. When he read the novel, he vaguely felt that some of the plots of the story had never been seen before.

"The songs are just so good, catchy and emotional."

Suddenly, he thought of something and asked: "If the name is changed to "The Wandering Child", it seems very appropriate.

"You are the director, you have the final say!"

Jia Geng didn't care, anyway, the original movie was called this name, and I didn't bother to change it, after all, compared with the song, the movie's popularity is much lower, and it's not famous enough.

And at this time.

Some of the onlookers couldn't speak anymore, and were dumbfounded.

It's unbelievable that Jia Geng's novel is going to be made into a TV movie.

Both have the same 12 doubts as Jia Geng, how could it be so fast.

A few days after the novel was published, it was picked up, and filming has already started.

"My son's novel has started to be filmed, won't it be on TV soon!"

Qin Huairu couldn't believe what she heard, the TV stations are only famous for their novels.

It's an honor that my son's novels have all been selected.

It's a great honor.

"Bang, you are really amazing!" He Yushui was overwhelmed with surprise, all kinds of his magical operations emerged in his mind, and in the end there was only one sentence to express her truest thoughts.

"Yes, yes!" Qin Jingru was a little silly, not to mention being on TV, even if it was on the radio, it would be an honor for the whole family.

"My dear grandson!" Jia Zhang only felt that his face was radiant again, and it was so radiant.

At this time, He Yuzhu, who was killing fish in the kitchen, came out with a kitchen knife after hearing the noise.

Seeing all the people in the yard gathered around the dining table, I was very puzzled: "The mandarin fish I killed just now is enough for the whole family to eat, but it is not enough for everyone to come here!"

Uncle 1 looked at He Yuzhu and explained: "Zhuzi, Banggen's novel has been picked up by the TV station and is about to be made into a movie."

"What?"

When He Yuzhu heard it, he rushed to the dining table in surprise, looked at Jia Geng and said, "Is your novel on TV?"

"Uncle He. What about you?"

Jia Geng smiled, then looked at He Yuzhu, and said with a smile: "You have a kitchen knife in your hand, what do you want?"

"Oh, I killed the fish just now, the mandarin fish is really big, and the fish scales... Hey, no, what about your novel?"

He Yuzhu talked and talked, how did he get to the kitchen knife.

Only then did he react, and immediately asked about the need.

"Yes, it's going to be on TV!" Jia Geng nodded, looked at the middle-aged man, and said, "This is the director of Beijing TV station!"

"Really?"

He Yuzhu looked at the middle-aged man beside him,

"Comrade, put down the kitchen knife first." The middle-aged man motioned.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a cook, I just caught a fish."

Only then did He Yuzhu realize that he was holding a kitchen knife in surprise just now, looking like he was about to cut someone down.

He put the kitchen knife on the table in embarrassment, then felt it was inappropriate, and took it back to the kitchen.

Like the onlookers in the courtyard present, he was very shocked that the novel of the stick was made into a film and appeared on the TV station.

So, he rushed back quickly.

"Brother, what does the TV station do?"

At this time, Xiao Dang, who had always been curious, looked at Jia Geng and asked suspiciously.

"Brother, what is TV?" Xiao Huaihua on the side also looked at her brother suspiciously, her two big eyes flickering, hoping that her brother could tell her.

"The TV station broadcasts news, disseminates knowledge, and can also show movies."

When Jia Geng saw the bob hair of the two lovely sisters, he couldn't help but reach out and touch them, and then said: "My brother's novel has been adapted, and it will be on TV, so you can..."

Jia Geng was taken aback when he said that, there is no TV at home.

At this time, TV sets are very rare, so you don't need to think about it, you know that the price must be very expensive, and you need a TV ticket.

I don't know if I can afford a TV with my little property.

When he was on the black market, he had never seen anyone selling TV tickets.

Thinking of this, it's a pity that my novel was on the TV station, but I couldn't appreciate it.

However, Jia Geng thought that since the director of the TV station was here, he asked:

"How much does the TV cost?"

"Huh?!" The middle-aged man froze for a moment. He had been looking at Jia Geng's two younger sisters just now, and an idea came to his mind, and the more he looked at it, the more feasible it became.

Then I heard Jia Geng's questioning.

Looking at Jia Geng, he couldn't help but asked in surprise, "You, don't you want to buy it?"

"I'm just curious to ask."

Jia Geng dared not say that he wanted to buy it in front of so many people. The TV set should be very expensive, and if all the remaining manuscript fees were added together, he might not be able to afford it.

After all, TV sets are very expensive, so TV tickets are also very expensive if you think about it.

"The TV is not expensive, 700 yuan!"

A middle-aged man works in a TV station, so of course he knows the price.

"ah?"

Qin Huairu exclaimed, with a shocked expression on her face, "It's not expensive, "700 yuan! It's my salary for more than 2 years. Adding up the total, 033 can get this much money without eating or drinking.

"It's not expensive?!" Qin Jinggu on the side didn't know what to say, what is this?

"That's right, the director, comrades from the TV station, isn't that expensive?"

He Yuzhu was also dumbfounded. Does he mean that 700 yuan is the cheapest, and there are more expensive ones?

The other onlookers thought the same, and they all looked at the middle-aged man in a daze.

For every family, 700 is a lot of money, such an expensive TV, how expensive is it?

"oh."

Jia Geng was overjoyed, the price was acceptable.

At first I thought it would be thousands of dollars, or thousands of dollars.

After all, there are very few TVs nowadays. It seems that the rolling mill is a large factory with thousands of people, so it seems that there is only one TV set.

Therefore, he did not show the same surprised expression as others, but was a little secretly pleased.

"Bang, you don't really want to buy it, do you?"

Seeing his son's expression, Qin Huairu knew him better than his mother, and she guessed what his son was thinking.

I have more than 800 yuan here, and this TV is enough money to buy it.

At this time, when the others heard Qin Huairu's words, they also noticed Jia Geng's expression.

They all looked at him suspiciously to see what he had to say. .