You Made Me a Superstar

   Chapter 381 Master Li...

  In the office.

  Smoke wafts in the small space and rises.

  The sun shines through the window and shines on the ground full of cigarette butts, and the unpleasant smell of tar makes the assistant gasp.

   She is very close to the window, and she can open it with her hand and let the wind blow into the office to dispel the unpleasant smell.

   But she stood still, enduring the hellish environment.

  The atmosphere is getting more and more depressing, and people are getting more and more panic.

   Indistinctly, as if he could hear his own heartbeat.

   She looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the seat.

   Among the directors of the Five Dynasties of China, he is one of the most famous and one of the most influential directors.

   In the future, we will tell the stories of the directors of the five generations of China, and this middle-aged man will never be ignored.

But.

   has always been very calm, and his emotions seem to be very complicated at this moment.

   Smoking cigarettes one by one, watching the box office data of "Night Walker" over and over again, his eyes blinked with smoke, but he still revealed a sense of confusion.

Yes.

   should be a sense of confusion.

   "The box office is not satisfactory, it's okay." After the depressed atmosphere lasted for an unknown amount of time, the middle-aged man finally said this sentence.

After    finished speaking, he put the box office data book on the table and looked at the ceiling.

  's eyes seemed a little stunned, and then seemed to be relieved, and then turned into a little sense of frustration.

  "..." The assistant did not answer his words.

   The seventh day of "Night Walker", the box office was 20 million, and it was released for seven days, and the total box office exceeded 100 million!

   After one year, or six months later, that data is absolutely amazing, shocking data.

   But now, the data obviously did not meet Zhang Zhonglun's psychological expectations.

   The sense of drop in my heart is extremely small.

   "How about the Haili box office?"

   "The total box office of the Eighty Nations in the Sea is 10 million US dollars, and the North American side has 8 million..."

   "Oh, it's alright." Master Li finally showed a rare smile on his face before he heard that the assistant concept went out to the box office.

   broke the box office of 10 million US dollars in seven days.

   That's the export result of a hit movie.

  If it works well, it is not difficult for Haili to break through 100 million at the box office. It is also a new milestone in the export of Chinese domestic films.

   But Master Li's smile gradually disappeared before seeing the few movies that Hollywood will release in the future, and the ending became solemn.

   "Men in White" in early April, "Z-Men" in early April, and the upcoming "Infernal Affairs".

When my eyes are fixed on "The Way of the Destiny", I feel generally dazzling, usually when I see Django's handsome face exposed in the C position outside the poster, and the profile of Liu Tianwang's profile is the trend of the trip. Before, this dazzling feeling was even weaker.

   few years later.

   Master Li thought that there would be such a powerful character in the Chinese film industry.

   Outside the conference room a year later.

   I, who was low and low, probably also thought that the mediocre young director had not been suppressed and entered the stage with the same sadness as his younger generation. In the end, the crowd was wiped out, but the chaos was earth-shattering.

  【International saxophone teacher Kenneth called "Homecoming" the saxophone song, which is simply the work of a teacher! 】

   A news headline flashed in Master Li's mind.

   I have lived so young, and I have seen a lot of weird things, but that kind of things are really too bizarre, like "fake news".

   But Zhang Zhonglun did not have the same emotional breakdown as Cao Bang, and became hysterical.

   I lit a cigarette again.

   "Can you do anything else? It is estimated that the movie promotion cost of 80 million yuan, do you still need to promote it..." The assistant looked at the cigarette and said again.

   "Where's Cao Bang? Yesterday's roadshow, I have to go."

   "Director Jiang answered the phone... If so, would you call again?"

   "In such a situation, the blow to me is hard enough. Let's see if I can get through it. Let's make a phone call." Master Li nodded and looked into the window ahead.

  Although "White Night Walker" was directed by Cao Bang, from script to casting, from pre-editing to movie promotion...

   In every link of the movie, Master Li and several directors have been helping in the middle.

   At this moment, I don't have such a little sense of frustration, let alone Cao Bang.

The assistant took out the phone and dialed Cao Bang's number.

   Someone answered the first time, someone answered the seventh time, and finally answered the eighth time.

   "Hello? Sister Xu, is there any bad news?"

   There was a breathless and powerful voice from the phone, full of dryness, like a suffocated voice.

   Cao Bang, who used to be proud and almost forever, was as decadent as a dead dog, and every word he said to his assistant was filled with despair.

  Master Li shook his head.

   "Zhang Zhong..."

   "Cao, Uncle Cao..." Cao Bang's voice seemed to have no guilt.

   "Why did he not go to the roadshow of "White Night Walker" yesterday?"

   "You...you're propaganda now, is it still ineffective?"

   "As long as there is one less audience and one less coolness, it will be ineffective..." Master Li replied.

   "But, Django, Django, I, I..." Zhang Zhong's voice suddenly became excited, and he trembled before him, as if he was speechless.

   "After only seven days of release, he gave up?"

"But...you, don't you have a chance? You said that your movie could reach 100 million, but now...you may become the smallest joke...it seems that everyone is laughing at you, you...you ...you give it to you, to the association, it's a shame..."

   "You want to give up that old face. This morning, you accompany him on the road show, canvassing votes!" Master Li looked into the window and said suddenly.

   "Uncle Cao, you, you..." Zhang Zhong's voice went down, his trembling score was severe, and he couldn't say a word for a long time, and seemed very shocked.

"Victory is terrifying, and terrifying is the loss of confidence. In that world, there are too few people who are finally shaken up before being attacked. You hope that you will become one of us... Face the enemy and face him squarely. You, the little masters from the past to the present, which one is the rough one?"

   Master Li sighed.

   There is no disappointment with Zhang Zhong.

   But "White Night Walker" can't blame me, I do work hard enough, I am hard enough, and I don't have enough talent.

pity……

   happened to bump into a freak.

  …………………………

   is the same era as Django, probably because those people are lucky.

   Some people were shocked.

   But to the little boss Cao Bangguo, it was not shocking, but he was accustomed to it and felt that it should be like this.

   I once asked the magic stick to give Zhang Zhong a fate. The magic stick was a little shocked before seeing Django, and said something like "This child is ordinary".

  Cao Bangguo is naturally suspicious of fortune-telling and touted, and even took the four characters of Django's birthday as Cao Bangguo's son.

   I am just that kind of person.

"Da Zhou, you listened to him. He recruited such a group of talents. Many talents were dug from Maozi country, and there were no European and American talents... Anyway, what kind of talents do you know, low-tech, just how expensive they are... "

   "Those people just stayed out there for a month playing on the computer, both during the day and at night, and the keyboard crackled. You always find it strange that a broken computer isn't that fun?"

  Cao Bangguo, wearing a suit and tie, still staggeringly showed Django around the R&D room of the new company, still with a small belly.

   R&D outdoor.

   A group of guinea pigs were playing with their computers with their heads held high. When the two of them approached, they didn’t notice, and they were obviously quite fascinated.

   Cao Bangguo actually had some concept of "mobile phone system", but he just thought it was Django who asked me to do it, so I did it.

There is a way……

   The fortune teller asked me to follow Django all my life. What Zhang Zhong said and what I did, and along the way, it also proved that the fortune teller was right.

  I now have a small business, and my social status is respected. It seems that the words like "coal boss" and "upstart" have gradually been stripped away.

  Django nodded.

   I just feel that the surroundings are shining brightly.

   "Da Zhou... That's the passage of your two companies, and he was worried. Except for you, I am qualified to go through that passage, which will affect the operation of his company..."

  Cao Bangguo took Django to the far side of his office before he finished visiting his "Technology Department", "Front Service Department" and "R&D Department".

  Cao Bangguo's office and Zhang Zhong's company are separated by a bridge, and there is no special password card for the bridge.

   The fortune-teller was disgusting. He said that even if he wanted to be with Django, even if the lotus was broken, he would have to be connected with each other. He also pointed out the feng shui pattern, so Cao Bangguo did the same.

   "Oh, there is something."

  Django nodded, followed Cao Bangguo across the bridge and came to his new company.

   At the end of the bridge, stood a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and glasses.

   The middle-aged man's eyes were erratic.

   "Zhang Zhonglun, can the time be right now?"

"OK"

   "Oh, that's fine, is his body in the way?"

   "It's in the way, it's in the way... I can still skip the first paragraph..."

   Jiang Ge looked at the "Zhang Genshui" and nodded at Zhang Genshui, only to feel that there was no such unfamiliarity in his mind.

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  【But in fact, my fortune-telling is very accurate, and I babble... 】

  【But Mr. Zhang believes in me...】

  【Every time you open a mine, you will ask me to predict the good and bad luck outside the mine...】

  【And since the movie was finished, Mr. Zhang seems to believe me even more...】

  【Yes, this fortune teller is also a poor person. His wife ran away, his legs were discounted, and now he has mental problems. Even if he took the money, he was robbed several times...]

   Django's mind came to what Chen Shuangbao had said to himself at the "Mining Bottom" celebration banquet.

   went ahead and looked at the crazy "Zhang Zhonglun", whose eyes were blurred, and he sang and danced clearly at the intersection.

   is still exactly the same as before, but it seems that my legs are now lame, and my body is even thinner than before. Every movement is panting, as if a layer of skin has been placed under the skeleton.

   "Before you left here, Zhang Genshui broke the other leg... It seems that too little secret was revealed, and it was punished by heaven... I hope it can survive tonight's surgery."

   "What surgery?"

   "cancer..."

   Cao Bangguo's originally very low mood became inexplicably emotional before seeing "Zhang Zhonglun" dancing, and his voice quickly sank after the end.

   "It's done!"

   "Let the people above come back..."

   "Yes, I haven't finished dancing yet, it's slow."

  Stumbled for a while before Zhang Genshui said those words out of breath, followed by a very dim smile, wrinkled under his sunken face.

  I was helped up and touched my nose...

   There was a nosebleed from the nose.

   rushed over with the medical staff who had prepared inside, and hurriedly lifted me off the stretcher.

   But "Zhang Genshui" seems to be willing to leave, holding on to the handle of the stretcher tightly, and looking at Cao Bangguo and Django while panting.

   "A little bit, a little bit..."

   (end of this chapter)