Wei Lan had a lot of fun and was completely immersed in this wonderful feeling.
As long as the ideas in your mind can be fully described, they can be instantly constructed in the holographic world without being restricted by any technology or materials.
The vast desert, the lush forest, the unfathomable sea... Wei Lan kept creating scenes one after another, and kept overturning them. The function of the director's machine was much more powerful than the holographic cabin used by ordinary audiences. It could also generate touch. She could add wind, rain and snow at will by just raising her hand.
After constructing some common scenes on Earth and finding that they were basically the same as reality, Wei Lan was no longer satisfied. She began to try to depict other worlds that she had seen in her dreams...
And then, nothing happened.
Influenced by the movie "Star Wars" with the universe as the background that she watched yesterday, she constructed the picture of the galactic civilization that she had seen before.
The dark and boundless space was dotted with stars. Just as the outline of a huge purple planet appeared, Wei Lan heard a series of "beeping" sounds in his ears.
"The current data flow is insufficient! The current data flow is insufficient!"
"Will exit the director machine in ten seconds, ten, nine, eight..."
…
Outside the director's office, Wei Mingjie originally wanted to wait for Wei Lan to come out, but he didn't expect that within two minutes, he received a call from his secretary asking him to go to a meeting.
Manager Zhang promised to take good care of Wei Lan. Wei Mingjie hesitated for a moment, but before leaving, he left his driver Lao Wang, who knew Wei Lan's true situation, here to wait.
The two of them couldn't leave for the time being, so they just stood outside staring at each other.
"Ahem." Lao Wang took the initiative to talk: "Manager Zhang, I heard that using the director's machine to surf the Internet will consume data, right?"
"That's right." Manager Zhang smiled and replied, "But that's called data flow. We have to buy it from the federal data department. You can understand it as Internet traffic. It will be consumed when we start the director's machine to shoot."
Lao Wang nodded and asked again: "It's not cheap to buy data streams, right?"
"It's not cheap. In the past, we had to build real sets for filming, and buying data streams was only slightly cheaper than building real sets."
"Then..." Lao Wang looked at the director's office on the second floor worriedly.
"Don't worry, brother." Manager Zhang smiled and patted Lao Wang on the shoulder. "To shoot a modern urban drama, we still have to build several cities in it. The data flow that costs 700,000 or 800,000 yuan is a big production. The data flow is purchased by the company. This machine still has more than one million spare flows."
Manager Zhang was confident: "It's just a child. No matter how much damage she does in there, it will only cost 50,000 or 60,000 yuan at most. This amount of data flow is included in our monthly damage assessment. I don't even need to report it..."
“Ding ding ding!”
Before Manager Zhang had even finished his words, a striking red light lit up on the data display screen in front of them.
The long bar representing the machine data flow inventory has now turned into a red line, with a large triangular warning sign popping up next to it.
Manager Zhang walked to the display screen in disbelief: "How, how could this happen? Is there something wrong with the machine?"
Lao Wang's first focus was on Wei Lan: "Will there be any problems with the child in there?"
Manager Zhang's heart tightened when he heard this, and he and Lao Wang quickly ran to the door of the director's office, comforting him, "It's okay, it will automatically exit if the data flow is insufficient."
Lao Wang went forward and opened the door: "The door can't be opened?"
"It's locked from the inside. In order to prevent the director from being disturbed while filming, the director's room is locked from the inside. The lock will only be automatically unlocked when the director's machine stops working." Manager Zhang explained.
At this time, there was a "click" sound from the door. Lao Wang turned the doorknob again and the door opened.
The two of them hurried to the director's machine. The holographic cabin was slowly opening, and Wei Lan inside opened his eyes safely.
"Are you okay?"
Wei Lan shook his head, frowning, looking particularly aggrieved: "It suddenly prompted that the data flow was insufficient, so I quit."
Manager Zhang, who had boasted just a moment ago, said: "Ah, this..."
Wei Mingjie, who rushed over, had an indescribable expression after learning what had happened.
"Director Wei, let's report it and have it checked." Manager Zhang was still confused, so he pulled Lao Wang aside and said, "Brother Wang, you saw it just now. The balance was still green before we talked. How come it's gone all of a sudden? Only the more detailed and unrealistic scenes will consume data flow. Even if children have rich imaginations, they have seen very little. It's impossible for them to use up so much in an instant..."
"Manager Zhang, I think we should not pursue this matter any further." He supported Wei Lan's back in his arms. "After all, this matter is just a child's play. It's not good to make it known to everyone. You can ask Secretary Zhou to transfer the money later. I will personally make up for the data flow lost today."
"Yes, yes, you are right." Manager Zhang understood after hearing this. If this matter got out of hand, he would also be responsible.
It was only then that Wei Lan realized that there were limitations on data flow when making holographic movies.
The data flow that supports holographic technology is controlled by the Federation and is an important resource like energy. However, this also means that there is no risk of monopoly premium. Now, when investing in a holographic film or television work, in addition to the actors' salaries, the biggest investment cost is in the data flow.
After returning to the Wei family that day, Wei Lan took the initiative to talk to Wei Mingjie and Ye Luoxue.
"Dad, Mom, I want to make a holographic movie."
Ye Luoxue looked at her husband hesitantly. She didn't expect that Wei Lan would immediately come up with this idea after following Wei Mingjie to the company.
Wei Mingjie looked as if he had expected this. He had this premonition since Wei Lan used up all the data streams from Studio No. 3 today.
Wei Lan knew that his rash proposal was not convincing, so he quickly said, "It's okay to shoot a TV series. I'll prepare the script, and you can lend me the funds or invest in me. If you are not sure, you can sign a bet agreement with me!"
Originally, Wei Lan only planned to write the script, but after discovering the shooting method of holographic movies, she found that she could hide behind the scenes and shoot the entire play without actually meeting any crew members.
However, one of the more troublesome aspects of the holographic movie era is that filming must be supported by production conditions. Wei Lan has checked online and found that the price of a set of the lowest-level holographic shooting equipment is tens of millions. Unlike the era of film studios, without the support of a production company's equipment, it is not technically possible to shoot a holographic movie.
Wei Lan has been an orphan since childhood and has no intention of using her family connections to gain advantages. However, given her current physical condition, if she wants to make a movie, the most suitable and only investors she can find are Wei Mingjie and his wife.
Wei Lan has absolute confidence in himself and knows that investing in himself is a business that will never lose money, but Wei Mingjie and his wife don't know this.
Combined with her current appearance, it really looks like a child's fantasy.
Wei Mingjie looked at her, a small person sitting opposite him with a serious face. If you ignore her age, she really looks like a young director looking for investment. He couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Silly child, there is no need to sign any gambling agreement. You want to make a movie. This is the first time you ask us for something. From this point of view, no matter what it is, Dad will satisfy you..."
After a pause, Wei Mingjie smiled and said, "Besides, this is nothing else, this is a serious business."
Because of the influence of his family environment, he had dreamed of becoming a director in his past, so he could understand Wei Lan's thoughts very well.
Ye Luoxue, who was standing by, was stunned for a moment, then smiled and expressed her support: "If you want to be a director, but you can't let others know it's you, then mom will take you to 'work' every day."
The couple looked at each other and exchanged glances. Naturally, they would not have any blind confidence in Wei Lan at this time, thinking that she would be able to produce an excellent work for the first time, but as Wei Mingjie said, this was the first time Wei Lan made a request to them, and as long as they could satisfy it, they would do their best to satisfy her.
The starting point is not a businessman’s investment in profit, but a parent’s unconditional love for their child.
…
Since he had promised Wei Lan, Wei Mingjie went to find Xia Yangqiu, the project manager of Wei's Pictures, the next day.
Although Wei Mingjie said he could handle it himself, Wei Lan took the initiative to ask to go with him.
Xia Yangqiu warmly received Wei Mingjie. After hearing his request, he politely asked:
"Mr. Wei, can I meet the director of the film you are going to invest in?"
Wei Mingjie frowned, subconsciously patted Wei Lan in his arms, and asked, "What's wrong? I said, I will personally pay for this project, which is equivalent to using a holographic studio. Whether it is the data flow fee or the electricity fee, I will pay for it. Can I still have this convenience?"
"Of course... the problem is this." Xia Yangqiu said with an embarrassed look: "Before, because of the investment in "Starship Troopers", the schedule of a lot of other films was delayed. If "Starship Troopers" could be filmed, the original project would not be in a hurry to start, but now... the company's cash flow is tight, so the filming work for this quarter is already very full, and there is really no spare director machine."
Wei Lan noticed that whenever Xia Yangqiu mentioned "Starship Battleship", Wei Mingjie's emotions fluctuated significantly, his body tensed, as if he was enduring something, but pretending nothing was wrong.
Wei Mingjie asked in a deep voice: "Whose idea is this? Lu Kaiming? Or Zhou Wei?"
"Director Wei..." Xia Yangqiu smiled bitterly: "That's not what I meant. Please don't embarrass me."
"Okay." Wei Mingjie stood up from the sofa: "I'll go talk to them myself."
"Hey! No, Mr. Wei." Xia Yangqiu hurriedly stopped him. At this moment, his secretary went to the tea room to get chocolates. He took the opportunity to say, "Please let the kids eat something too..." Of course, he did not ask about Wei Lan's identity at all.
"Look how well behaved he is!" Xia Yangqiu praised again.
Even though Xia Yangqiu was a soft nail in front of Wei Mingjie, this was true because Wei Lan received a hint:
'Xia Yangqiu's Favorable Feeling 2'
There’s nothing we can do about it. Wei Lan is just so adorable now, and her looks are just too good to be true.
Wei Mingjie stopped in his tracks with a strange look on his face. He wondered what Xia Yangqiu would think if he knew that Wei Lan was the director he was asking about.
Seeing this, Xia Yangqiu continued, "Well, you see, you are mainly interested in a new director, right? I just happen to have a sequel to a unit drama here. The script and actors are all ready, but the director hasn't been decided yet. I will give it to him directly. This is perfect. You can have the best of both worlds. You can also see the level of this person, right?"
"You are..." The other party was obviously trying to evade the question. Wei Mingjie frowned and was about to refuse. Suddenly, Wei Lan in his arms hugged his neck and whispered something in his ear. He then changed his words temporarily: "Give me the script first, I'll show it to him later."
"Okay." Xia Yangqiu found a script in the filing cabinet with a good attitude, quickly dusted it off, and handed it to Wei Mingjie with both hands.
The cover says "Swordsman 4".
Wei Mingjie's face turned grim, but he still took the script.
He carried Wei Lan to the door, and behind him he heard Xia Yangqiu's 'sincere' advice: "Mr. Wei, you are too trusting. Listen to my advice. This script is a big IP. If you give it to this director and he can't make it well, doesn't it mean that he is not capable? I suggest you don't invest in his next movie..."
"Bang!"
In response, he heard the door close by Wei Mingjie.
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