In July, the temperature in H Town has reached over 40 degrees Celsius. Even in the early morning, when the sun comes out, the room is very hot. If you open the window to sleep, a breeze mixed with noisy voices will drift in - all of them are the chattering and noise of extras who have been waiting for the show downstairs since four o'clock in the morning.
Da Mao, who fell asleep in the second half of the night, closed his eyes, swung his arms hard, and smashed the pillow against the windowsill. The half-open window closed. The fat guy on the other bed also complained in a daze: "If I had known it would be so troublesome, I would not have stayed here in the first place."
The reason why I decided to rent here was because the dormitory is close to the scenic area and the service department. The place where extras wait for their performances is just downstairs. When there is no performance, they can just go downstairs. It sounds very convenient.
However, convenience sometimes means trouble. For example, residential buildings that are very close to the morning market and night market are convenient when visiting the market, but other than that, they are also very noisy.
Tao Mu also climbed down from the bed. He was originally a person who couldn't even hear thunder when he was asleep. After returning to the Shen family, he began to suffer from neurasthenia and would wake up at the slightest disturbance. After being kicked out of the house by the Shen family again, he could not sleep for whole nights. After living a new life, Tao Mu not only gained ten years of memory out of thin air, but also brought back this bad habit.
"Since you can't sleep, get up. Are you going downstairs to wait for the show today?" Tao Mu walked into the bathroom in slippers. After washing up, he went into the kitchen, took a few eggs and a box of milk from the refrigerator and placed them on the stove.
Damao closed his eyes and tried hard to take a nap. Unfortunately, it was very noisy outside. The more I lay there, the more excited I became. I could only sit up angrily: "Why are we waiting for the show? Aren't we two still acting as extras in "Purple Sky"? Does Fatty Liu dare to chase us away?" If he dares, I'll post his naked photos.
Tao Mu poured the milk into the milk pot and turned on the stove: "Didn't you say that you were unhappy working in the "Purple Sky" crew and didn't want to do it anymore?"
"We are angry that the crew is not honest. In order to please the investors, they pushed you to take the blame. But if you don't leave, if the two of us leave, won't you be the only one left? How can that be possible!" Xiaopang crossed his legs on the bed and said in a serious manner: "The three of us must be together. We must go in and out together, and advance and retreat together."
"He's just an investor!" Damao got angry when he heard that. He walked around Tao Mu like a large dog and grumbled, "Brother Mu, I'm serious. Why don't we look for a crew ourselves? Tell me which script you like. I'll call my dad and ask him to invest. Then I'll make you the No. 1 male lead, and Xiaopang and I will be the second and third male leads. Then we'll go to the film academy to look for some pretty girls. Let's make our own movies and make our own money, so we don't have to suffer this squeeze."
"You're still angry." Tao Mu smiled: "You know what angry is, so you just say it casually?"
Disliked Da Maoni being in the way, Tao Mu patted Da Mao's head and pushed him away: "Don't let your imagination run wild. You think filming is so easy. If you come in without any connections, you will lose everything and want to jump off the building, believe it or not? It's not easy for your uncle to make some money, so don't think about wasting it. Don't worry, wait for me to make more friends and sort out the rules and regulations, and we will definitely set up our own film and television company. By then, just like you said, if you want to be the male lead, you can be the male lead, and if you want to choose the female lead, you can choose the female lead."
Damao covered his head and protested: "Brother Mu, please stop touching my head. You are half a head shorter than me. Is it appropriate to keep touching my head like this? Haven't you heard that you can't touch a man's head or a woman's waist?"
Tao Mu chuckled and waved his hand to drive the person out of the kitchen.
Damao could only sit at the small dining table outside, staring at Tao Mu frying poached eggs. After a while, he became dishonest again, grinning slyly: "Brother Mu, what's irritating you? Why did you suddenly think of making breakfast today?" Usually they begged again and again, and when Tao Mu was in a good mood, he would at most give them a bowl of noodles.
Tao Mu held the egg in one hand and knocked it against the pot, too lazy to pay attention to him.
Xiaopang stood in front of the window holding a toothbrush cup, looking at the crowd of people downstairs, and said vaguely: "There are so many new faces! Hey, you said that these people came one after another from dawn to dusk, and they really came to experience life. But those who treat extras as a career, just earn that little money every month, what are they looking for?"
Da Mao sneered: "What else can I want? My dream!"
Xiao Pang suddenly had an idea and turned his head to gossip, "Hey, have you heard? In our crew, the girl who served as the heroine's maid was slept with by Fatty Liu. Fatty Liu promised to give her more scenes. According to you, this girl also sacrificed herself for her dream?"
Damao was startled when he heard this: "A tall girl with fair skin? She seems to have just arrived at the film and television city not long ago?"
"I heard it'll take three months!" Xiaopang shook his head, sighing, "That's pretty fast."
"They are just a bunch of spies. Even if they add more scenes, they can only have a few lines. Is it worth it for just a few lines?" Damao was puzzled. Xiaopang also felt that his three views had suffered a severe impact. The two of them sat there whispering to each other. The conversation quickly turned to other gossip from the crew.
Tao Mu and the other two came to H Film and Television City after the college entrance examination. Not long after Tao Mu came here, he signed a contract to be the martial arts stunt double for the male lead in "Zi Xiao". Da Mao and Xiao Pang, one has a mine at home and the other is more interested in participating, and their only purpose of coming to H Film and Television City is to accompany Tao Mu to join in the fun. However, in recent days, probably because he has become familiar with the extras, he has developed a habit of wandering around various crews to inquire about gossip in the industry, and it seems to be getting more and more intense.
Anyway, Tao Mu has been listening to the two of them chattering about some gossip about big stars and small actors these days, such as who is in love with who, who knocked on the director's door at night and didn't come out all night... Some of them are hearsay and some are true. Tao Mu listened to the two childhood friends enjoying it and picked up two eggs: "You like to chat about gossip so much, do you want to be a melon-eating celebrity?"
"What is a melon-eating big V?" The two childhood friends who were sitting at the small dining table waiting for breakfast looked up at the same time, and looked at Tao Mu who was beating eggs with one hand in the kitchen with a strong desire for knowledge.
At around six o'clock in the morning, warm sunlight poured in through the glass windows, forming a silhouette around Tao Mu. Tao Mu shook the pan very skillfully, and the poached eggs turned over in the pan, fried until fully cooked, and poured them into a plate beside him.
"It's the entertainment celebrity who has been certified on Weibo." Tao Mu said casually, taking off his apron: "The milk is hot, let's eat."
Da Mao and Xiao Pang immediately stood up, some poured milk, some served the plates. With a flattering smile on his face, he asked, "Then how do you become an entertainment celebrity? Can you tell me in detail?"
Tao Mu washed the pot and saw that it was almost time, so he turned on the TV and tuned to the financial channel.
The news was reporting the great news that the international oil price had broken through 140 million yuan per barrel. Tao Mu, who had experienced a lifetime, knew that in a few days, the price of oil would rise to an all-time high of 148.35 million yuan per barrel, and then in the second half of 2008, it would begin to plummet, until it fell to a low of 32.4 million yuan per barrel in late December, with a cumulative decline of more than 75%.
If he had some money to invest in the international oil futures market at this time, as long as he operated it properly, he could make at least a hundred times the profit in half a year.
Unfortunately, his wallet is not strong enough. Tao Mu couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the pitiful balance in his bank card.
It feels like I missed out on a billion.
"Brother Mu, why are you suddenly interested in finance and economics?" Da Mao and Xiao Pang looked at each other. The two of them were accustomed to Tao Mu's new hobbies that developed from time to time. But going from hobbies like fashion, music, and acting, which don't really rely on intelligence, to suddenly switching to finance and economics... doesn't this seem like a big change?
Considering that Tao Mu's hobbies have always been very wide-ranging, Damao and Xiaopang didn't find it strange. I'm just a little worried that Tao Mu might take too big a step and get hurt - not everyone can get into the financial stock market. In the words of a coal boss, the stock market is very deep, especially the domestic stock market. The market makers always like to reveal other people's cards, and basically retail investors are the small fish and shrimps destined to be eaten.
"Even if you have money, don't waste it here! My dad said that the stock market is in chaos right now, and you can lose everything if you're not careful."
"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Tao Mu said, frowning and urging: "Eat quickly, I have a scene in the morning, and I have to go to the crew after eating."
"Oh!" Da Mao and Xiao Pang both picked up their bowls to drink porridge, still unwilling to give up: "That entertainment celebrity..."
I'm very curious. Tao Mu glanced at his two childhood friends and explained casually.
Tao Mu still remembers many of his experiences in his previous life. However, what shocked him the most was the level of development of the Internet in later generations. It would probably be difficult for Chinese people living in 2008 to imagine how dependent Chinese people would be on the Internet ten years later. It is even more difficult to imagine the impact that the Internet has had on the entertainment industry and even people’s lives as well as all industries and fields.
As a person who has experienced countless fan-hat wars and melon-eating wars, and witnessed the Chinese Internet industry from scratch to prosperity, Tao Mu feels that he can definitely be called a senior melon-eater or even a melon-grower. Especially in 2008 when the Internet+ model had just emerged, Tao Mu could almost say with certainty that no one in the world knew the development direction of the next ten years better than him.
Tao Mu, who felt that he could seize the opportunity after living a new life, looked at his two enthusiastic childhood friends thoughtfully. Suddenly I felt that maybe I should broaden my horizons, plan more for a rainy day, and not always limit my focus to the entertainment industry.
Big Hairy Little Fatty, who was listening attentively, looked at Tao Mu who suddenly stopped and urged him, "What's wrong? Keep talking~"
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