Chapter 35 Give me 2 yuan to play mahjong
Chapter 35 Give me yuan to play mahjong
Without a foundation, and without wanting to be slaughtered like a pig, you become a tree that makes money for others.
The process of making his debut through singing was a little more troublesome than Fan Wumian had imagined.
The channels for upward mobility are almost monopolized by capital. It is difficult for newcomers who start from scratch to have a chance to stand out unless they are willing to invest money.
Fan Wumian was willing to do so, but unfortunately he didn't have enough bullets.
This made him miss the time when Douyin was popular.
If there were short videos in 2004, even if he just played the guitar and sang by himself, he would probably be able to quickly accumulate millions of fans by claiming to be a "grassroots original singer."
It was around 10 o'clock that night.
Fan Wumian stared at the seventy-odd comments below the video comment section of the forum and fell into deep thought.
There is some improvement, but not much.
It has nothing to do with the quality of the song, the key is the lack of exposure.
This made Fan Wumian start to consider producing an album at his own expense and then try his luck with a record company.
Fortunately, although I haven't saved enough money to start a film project, at least I don't have to worry about food and clothing in the short term. Some things can't be rushed for the time being.
I'm not sleepy yet.
He continued to think about how to make his own "big skewers".
The reason why "The King of Love Songs" is so popular is that it combines the essence of countless classic love songs, and the singer is Gu Daji, a famous singer who has a sufficient fan base.
His medley of popular internet songs is different.
Not only is every song new, but Fan Wumian himself has no foundation at all.
After much deliberation, he decided to reach out to the student market in the mainland, and prepared in advance to hire someone to post the link to major university forums, BBS and free music websites for people to share it for free after the song was recorded.
Although there was no way to expect these poor students to bring him much real money, it would be very helpful for Fan Wumian to build his reputation in the short term.
Once he has enough fans and fame in the mainland market, Fan Wumian will be qualified to negotiate with major record companies with his albums, and strive for a higher share of the profits and an unrestricted free contract.
Otherwise, even if Fan Wumian's album is very good, the big record companies may not be willing to invest resources to support him for their own interests.
Considering that KTV is very popular in the mainland market these days, Fan Wumian finally gave this medley of songs a name - "Mic Master"!
Let’s not talk about anything else for now.
If someone learns this song, they can definitely sing it to their heart's content in KTV. The main verses follow one after another, and it lasts for more than ten minutes in total. It should be quite addictive.
After closing the notebook, Fan Wumian leaned on the pillow and fell asleep.
Wait till you wake up.
I saw silly old Fan tiptoeing and reaching his evil hand into his own son's schoolbag.
Fan Wumian lay on his side on the spring bed, glanced at his father, smacked his lips and said, "I don't have any money. I used it all to pay the hospital bills. You are well-informed. You heard about it now?"
Silly Old Fan's hair was so messy that it looked like a bird's nest. When he was scared and burped, he smelled strongly of alcohol.
There was no embarrassment on his face, he put his hands on his waist and said firmly:
"Men become bad when they have money, and women become rich when they become bad. You have earned tens of thousands of dollars at such a young age. I am afraid that you will go astray, so I am just going to help you manage the bonus. I don't want to spend it!"
".I almost believed it."
Seeing Silly Old Fan's bulging pockets, Fan Wumian immediately thought of something, touched the side of the pillow, and then stretched out his hand and said, "Give me back my phone. You even stole it from your own son. I have to go talk to Miss Xiao today."
Silly old Fan had been thinking about Miss Xiao who was selling egg waffles for more than a day or two. Upon hearing this, his mustache trembled. He decisively surrendered and returned the phone to Fan Wumian, saying:
"Wow~ You can do such a wicked thing. If Miss Xiao is your stepmother, you will have face to tell others about it. I don't believe you took the money to pay off the hospital debt. It's not easy to raise you. You take 60% and I take 40%. Give me 20,000 yuan to play mahjong."
The way he asked for money was so upright.
Fan Wumian had already prepared to ignore him, so he stood up and sat cross-legged on the bed, blinked his eyes and smiled, and asked:
"It's not impossible to give you a little money. I remember that you manage props in the film company. Can you lend me some equipment when I need it?"
Silly Old Fan said stubbornly: "Who can take the props of the crew out of the warehouse without my approval?" At first glance, it sounds like he has some authority.
But if you think about it carefully, isn't it just like being a warehouse security guard?
Done.
Silly Old Fan came to his senses first and continued to ask:
"What do you want to do? My colleagues and I have already sold everything that can be sold. The remaining items are all registered. Please don't do anything rash. It's not easy for me to find an easy job at my age. I'm worried that you'll ruin my job."
".Who wants to steal? I'm just preparing to make a movie. If I can borrow from you, I can save some budget."
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Silly Old Fan had a look of complete speechlessness on his face, and then he said:
"Then you might as well sell some of your stuff for scrap metal. I knew you were after my house, and it must be bad news. Do you know how many people lost everything in order to make a movie? Do you think you are Wang Jing? How dare you dream of such a beautiful dream?"
Fan Wumian had never thought about being a good son, so he waved his hand and said:
"Others are others, and I am me. As a father and son, we should be clear about accounts. If you lend me some props and equipment, I will give you 10,000 yuan to play mahjong. If you don't want to make this extra money, then I will find someone else to help."
"Your wings are strong now, but you are the most obedient when you wear open-crotch pants."
It’s just borrowing some props and equipment. There are plenty of them in the warehouse. It’s a piece of cake for Silly Old Fan.
He pulled up a chair, sat opposite Fan Wumian, and added:
"Making a movie is not as easy as you think. If you don't go to pay your respects, even if you really make a movie, which cinema would dare to accept it? Losing money is a small matter, but getting your legs broken is really miserable. Fortunately, your dad has connections. Give me 5000 yuan as a gift. I will take you to say hello to the big boss, and he will give me some face at that time."
Let’s put aside the nonsense that silly old Fan uses to flatter himself.
Fan Wumian thought about the various rumors about the Hong Kong film and television circles, and felt that it was necessary to pay a visit to the pier in advance.
If I'm lucky, I might be able to get some investment and start the project ahead of schedule.
then.
Pulling out a stack of cash from under the mattress, Fan Wumian counted and took out only 200 yuan, saying:
"I'll give you some tea first. I'll prepare the gift for you so that you don't end up buying only some bananas and apples and bringing shame to your grandmother's house."
"Wow~ Good deeds don't get good rewards. What can you do with 200 yuan? It's not even enough for a foot massage. Since you're asking me to do something, at least give me 500 yuan."
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It’s a little after nine in the morning.
After contacting Chen Yisen's assistant Azhu again, the meeting place was arranged in a cafe in Harbour City.
The signing process went very smoothly.
After reviewing the contract and signing it, Fan Wumian immediately received a cash check with Chen Yisen's signature on it.
Because it is Sunday, I am temporarily unable to deposit the money on the check into my bank card.
After finishing the work, I separated from Assistant Azhu.
Fan Wumian finally decided to go to a men's clothing store and buy himself some new clothes and shoes. The old, non-mainstream clothes in his closet were really giving him a headache.
When Fan Wumian was carrying a few shopping bags and preparing to buy shoes, he was suddenly stopped by a talent scout, who asked in an exaggerated tone:
"Handsome boy! Have you ever thought about going to film a movie? It's very profitable! We have a movie that will start shooting soon, and we would like to invite you to audition."
Originally Fan Wumian was very happy.
Unexpectedly, the scout continued:
"Our movie is called 'Nine Women and the Dragon: The Mirror of Ascension'. You know, I get to act with beautiful women."
Good guy.
Isn’t this the play that Silly Old Fan mentioned?
Fan Wumian immediately declined: "Forget it, I'm still in high school."
Unexpectedly, the scout persisted and said again: "It doesn't matter! As long as you are an adult!"
Ignoring him no longer, Fan Wumian quickened his pace and walked very fast...
(End of this chapter)