Chapter 46 If This Can't Be Popular
Chapter 46 If This Can't Be Popular
Both are fine tonight.
After eating snacks at the Temple Street Night Market, we found a movie theater to watch "The Matrix 2: Battle Through the Heavens".
Since Fan Wumian had not read the first part, it was difficult for him to follow the story completely.
on the way home.
Zhuang Muxi was a little uneasy.
This had nothing to do with Fan Wumian. The main reason was that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and she was worried that her parents would not be able to see her when they got home, so she started to have all kinds of thoughts and became anxious.
As a good girl.
For Zhuang Muxi, tonight's situation was already a big adventure, but there was also an indescribable feeling of happiness that lingered in her heart, dispelling her uneasiness.
Because Fan Wumian took the initiative to ask her to go to the movies, Zhuang Muxi thought it was a good sign.
Unfortunately, during the movie, not to mention holding hands or any further actions, they didn't even say a few words, and they mainly asked her about the plot of the first part.
That's right.
Fan Wumian really went there to watch a movie and didn't consider it as a date at all.
Being busy all day is tiring, and watching a movie to relax is helpful to adjust your mood.
until now.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when Fan Wumian suddenly remembered that this girl was in a different situation from himself, so he asked her:
"Coming home so late won't cause you to get scolded, right? Otherwise, how about I help you think of an excuse in advance? I'm good at this kind of thing."
Zhuang Muxi shook his head.
I just felt that the fact that he could think of these things showed that he was both careful and considerate, so I smiled and said:
"It's okay. I'll go to the convenience store to buy some snacks later. I'll say I have low blood sugar and I'm hungry. I'll eat my lunch box at the store before going home. Whenever they go out for a party, they usually come back very late. Maybe they're still playing mahjong with their friends."
Walking on the street with her late at night.
There were fewer people on the roadside and fewer cars on the road. The cool evening breeze blew on my body, and there was a faint smell of toast in the air.
Fan Wumian replied:
"You go upstairs first, and then I'll go upstairs, so as not to be caught by your parents and misunderstand our relationship. Also, what did you think of the movie just now?"
"It's good. I watched the first movie with my friends last year. If I hadn't seen the poster today, I wouldn't have known that the second movie was released."
Zhuang Muxi looked at Fan Wumian and added with a smile:
"Maybe you will become a great director in the future. You are very focused when watching movies. Among the actors of the first movie "The Thousand Faces", there are several stars that young people like. In the end, it seems that the box office revenue was less than 3000 million Hong Kong dollars, ranking second on the box office list last year. I happened to see the news in a magazine."
“Less than 3000 million.”
Fan Wumian burst out laughing. It must be said that Hong Kong has only a few million people and the market is really very small.
As for the mainland.
Cinema chains only just began to enter the market-oriented reform stage in the past two years, and are still a long way from maturity.
He remembered that "Kung Fu", which would be released at the end of the year, only earned a mere 1 million yuan in the mainland market.
The box office of "House of Flying Daggers", which has already been released, and "A World Without Thieves", which will also be released at the end of the year, only amounted to more than 100 million yuan.
In 2004, there were not even many regular private cinema chains in the mainland, and private capital had not yet entered the market on a large scale. Both directors and actors had a hard time, and the spring for coal bosses had not yet arrived.
Thinking of this, Fan Wumian's idea of shooting a "beggar version" of science fiction movie suddenly became more determined.
The reason is that no matter whether it is Chinese-themed life comedy, martial arts action, detective suspense, or horror film, it is difficult to break through the invisible restrictions and successfully enter the international market. However, science fiction films may be an exception and have the opportunity to break through cultural and regional differences.
These days, when a Chinese-language film wins an international award, it’s like Chinese New Year, with massive publicity everywhere.
Fan Wumian also wanted to try to gild his reputation and find an opportunity to participate in some international film festivals, and see if he could sell the overseas broadcasting rights to some sucker at a high price.
A Quiet Place is a Hollywood movie.
It had been tested in practice in his previous life and had become a box office dark horse with a small investment. He felt that maybe there would be a distributor who would like the novel setting of this movie and it would be worth trying his luck.
Although he has not yet debuted and become famous, Fan Wumian is not at all panicked.
There are many paths to fame in front of him.
If this doesn't work, then he can only say "it's God's will" and accept defeat with all his heart.
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I returned home one after another with Zhuang Muxi.
When Fan Wumian stood in the corridor and listened carefully for a few seconds, he felt relieved when he found that the girl's parents were talking calmly.
Silly Old Fan was already drunk and sleeping on the sofa.
After getting a dry towel and clothes from the balcony, Fan Wumian went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash up, then went straight back to the bedroom and locked the door.
I'm really worried about the two checks, so I plan to take some time tomorrow to deposit them into my personal bank account.
Having never earned so much money in such a short period of time, Fan Wumian felt deeply worried at the thought of having to pay a large amount of taxes and fees. He immediately went online to check the personal income tax fees in Gangcheng.
This kind of information was a blind spot in his knowledge that he didn’t need to know in the past, but now he has to pay serious attention to it.
Searched and found.
The situation is not as bad as I imagined. The current excess progressive tax rate in Hong Kong is 9% for the portion exceeding 7500 yuan. There is also news online that the rate is expected to be further reduced.
Suddenly becoming a member of the "high-income group", if Fan Wumian was required to pay the highest personal income tax of 45%, he would probably be so painful that he would bang his head against the wall.
After calculating the tax amount, Fan Wumian found that his assets had shrunk by tens of thousands of yuan. He was helpless and could only remind himself to save some money for taxes at the end of the year.
However, although you have to pay taxes, you can think of ways to make more money and make up for the losses.
Sitting at a desk, surfing the internet on a laptop.
Fan Wumian specifically checked his email inbox, which contained an email sent by Shang Shangchang's editor at around 6 o'clock this evening.
The content was roughly that today's reader feedback was quite good, and the newspaper's phone calls were almost overwhelmed by students asking for manuscripts. He would be notified on Friday whether the contract would be formally executed, and was told that he could prepare some manuscripts in advance.
Compared to singing, writing scripts gives Fan Wumian a headache.
Although there is a plot to refer to, I can't remember the original content after all. I need to use my brain to find a way to piece it together and try to make the story round.
It was almost 11 o'clock in the evening, so I decided to give up the idea of working overtime.
Fan Wumian picked up the notebook and thought about reviewing "Mai Ba" before going to bed.
As long as "Mai Ba" becomes widely popular, we can cut more than a dozen ringtones from it, each lasting less than one minute. I'm afraid it will take off right away.
(End of this chapter)