After bidding farewell to the two directors, Qin Sheng returned to the hotel alone, took a shower to wash off the bad luck, and then picked up a pen and drew several large circles on the white paper.
He is already thinking about which movie to start with.
Science fiction scripts are excluded first. They are thankless and costly, and domestic audiences also have a bad impression of domestic science fiction.
After all, the threshold of domestic science fiction has long been trampled by a number of traffic stars, and it has basically become a kind of flop that is hopeless and cannot be saved.
So although Qin Sheng remembered some good science fiction scripts, he would rather throw them into a corner and let them gather dust than take the risk and go all out.
So, what about a romance or a comedy? These two genres are low-budget, don't require any high-end special effects, and the filming techniques are relatively simple.
But... which one should I choose?
This is a big problem!
Qin Sheng thought about it for a long time but still had no idea. It was the first time that he felt that remembering too much was not a good thing. After all, every movie was very good, so the decision became very difficult.
Of course, he could choose the one with the lowest budget and simplest shooting techniques, but that was not what he wanted.
After all, his goal had been clearly defined a long time ago - to win the award!
If you want to win an award, the film's central idea, that is, its purpose, must be of a higher quality...
Although many foreign romance films and comedies can be made vividly and touchingly, domestic entertainment is still in a younger position in the international entertainment industry. So if you really follow the crowd, it is really difficult to stand out, especially if you are still a novice in the film industry.
"Trouble..."
Taking a deep breath, Qin Sheng frowned, his brows slightly tense, and picked up his phone to take a look.
In fact, he had no time to pick up his phone during the recording and even dinner time. Now he looked at his WeChat and saw that it was already full of friend requests and unread messages.
A small number of actors from "Actors Please Take Your Place" came here because of their reputation. They all had the same excuses, which was just to build good relationships.
The other category is some house-selling credit cards and the like, but the strange thing here is that Wei Shaoyan actually called him several times.
This was extremely rare in the past, because apart from Xiao Yuqin, Wei Shaoyan was the person who knew his schedule best, and he should have known that he was recording a show.
Is there an emergency?
Qin Sheng called him back, and the call was answered quickly.
"Hey, where is Qin Sheng?"
Wei Shaoyan should be in a bar. The background is very noisy, with the harsh sound of the DJ and the lewd voices of a group of women.
"At the hotel." Qin Sheng said with a smile, "Tell me, why did you call me?"
"Hey, it's nothing, come out for a minute, I want to discuss something with you."
"You're in Kyoto?"
Qin Sheng was stunned.
"Yeah, I came all the way to see you. You're touched, right?"
"Okay, send me the address and I'll be right out."
"The address is No. XX, Box 1111."
"Okay, I understand..."
…
The bar where Wei Shaoyan went was called the Crown Bar. Actually, it was more of a bar than a place of wine and women. In the middle of the dance floor, young girls in revealing clothes danced as swiftly as rabbits, completely ignoring the contact of strange men around them.
They seemed to be enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by the opposite sex, twisting their slender waists crazily and wiggling their perky buttocks in exaggerated movements...
Good guy, I'm so good——
I heard that girls who like to go to nightclubs will have good luck in pregnancy. When I saw her today, it was true!
Qin Sheng chuckled and retracted his gaze, then walked into room 1111 wearing a mask. However, to his surprise, Wei Shaoyan was the only one in the room.
I don't know if this guy is having a cigarette or what, but he took off his leather shoes and socks and lay barefoot on the sofa. There were several boxes of Budweiser in front of him, and the floor was littered with empty bottles...
Seeing Qin Sheng coming, he didn't stand up. He half-closed his eyes and glanced at Qin Sheng, sighing softly.
"Qin Sheng..."
"Are there any funeral arrangements you want to make?" Qin Sheng sat down with a smile, picked up a bottle of beer and drank it right away.
"unlucky……"
Wei Shaoyan laughed, picked up the bottle and drank it with Qin Sheng. Then, biting the bottle, he half tilted his head back and took out two contracts from his arms.
Qin Sheng glanced at it and smiled. "Share transfer agreement? What? Are you so upset that you're planning to start your own business?"
Honestly, Qin Sheng had never expected Wei Shaoyan to approach him for this matter...
Now, Jiaoyue Studio is on the right track. Not to mention the future, at present, the profit has reached more than 200 million. And at this critical moment, Wei Shaoyan actually transferred shares, which is particularly amazing. Anyway, Qin Sheng could not understand his extraordinary train of thought.
"Don't ask. If you're asking, just say that I'm happy to do it. Just sign it." As he said that, Wei Shaoyan took a quick puff of his cigarette, then slowly exhaled wisps of green smoke. From a distance, he looked like a crane's beak pot, looking very proud.
“Swish.”
Qin Sheng took the contract in his hand and carefully studied it. Oh wow, an unconditional transfer of 30% of the shares...
"Can you tell me the reason?"
"reason?"
Wei Shaoyan stood up, took another sip of wine, hesitated, and said, "I went home."
"Well, then what?" Qin Sheng knew that he was going back to his hometown, but he didn't understand what had happened to Wei Shaoyan that made him do this.
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