Chapter 7 Give you a hint
The next morning, when Jiang Minyao called again, her emotions had stabilized.
"The crew has arranged to sign the contract this afternoon. You didn't make an appointment with anyone else, right?" Jiang Minyao still remembered Xiao Wei's call in the car yesterday, and explained, "I was thinking that I would feel at ease the sooner I sign the contract."
Someone in the company already knew about Bai You's appointment to Building No. 8.
Although everything seems calm on the surface, there are actually undercurrents surging inside.
There are already countless people eyeing this kind of big production and good role, and even when it comes to signing the contract, there are still chances of things going wrong.
Afraid that the opportunity would slip away, Jiang Minyao didn't sleep well last night.
I originally thought that I would have to wait for a while like other groups, but I didn’t expect to receive a call from the crew early this morning.
Jiang Minyao's heart finally settled halfway down her stomach.
"You don't know," Jiang Minyao said, "I have to see you sign your name on the contract with my own eyes before my heart can really be at peace."
Although he was surprised at the speed of the crew, Bai You was still amused by her when he heard her words.
"I understand." He said, and finally felt that the news from Building No. 8 was not an auditory hallucination or fantasy, but was real. It began to become clear and real before his eyes little by little.
Subconsciously, Bai You thought of his guess about the movie being a "Category III film" during the audition that day.
At that time, I was still thinking that even if I took off my clothes, it wouldn’t be me, and even if I exposed myself, it wouldn’t be me.
As a result, now...
Under normal circumstances, for such an important role, most crews would have nominated several preferred candidates in advance.
Submit the script, audition, and finally finalize the role.
However, with a large-scale casting model like Building No. 8, scripts are rarely submitted.
Generally speaking, the artist submits their information, the crew reviews it and agrees on a time, and as long as they show up, it means they can accept the content of the script.
Therefore, this casting mode mostly appears in film and television works with strong teams, strong lineups, or great influence.
Bai You felt a little unsure when he thought about signing the contract without even getting the script and knowing what the story of Building No. 8 was about.
I’m afraid I might sell myself out without even knowing it.
However, he did not say these words.
First, I didn’t want to spoil Jiang Minyao’s fun.
Besides, if Meng Qingyan can take it, there is no reason why he can’t.
After lunch, Bai You put the script he brought back yesterday back into his backpack and returned it to Jiang Min Yao, then took a taxi to the company.
Taking the elevator upstairs, he met Wei Enquan again.
The bruises and blood scars on Wei Enquan's face had not yet disappeared, but now there were many fingerprints on them, making his face look particularly miserable.
When the elevator door opened, he was holding the mask and preparing to put it on, but when he saw Bai You, he paused and actually forgot about it.
Bai You said nothing, carried his backpack and walked out, passing him.
"Bai You," Wei Enquan called him, his tone tinged with frustration, and it was hard to tell whether it was resentment, hatred, or extreme jealousy, "You weren't with Brother Feng that day?"
Hearing this, Bai You stopped in his tracks.
"Why should I be with him?" Bai You asked.
Wei Enquan opened his mouth but no sound came out.
This is not the top floor, and the camera above my head is still rotating. It can not only record videos, but also receive audio.
"So you found someone else?" he said.
Feng Yu looks gentle, but he is very crazy in bed. In order to feel better, Wei Enquan always carries aphrodisiacs with him.
No one knew better than him how effective the drug was.
Not to mention, that night he quite maliciously gave Bai You double the dose.
Bai You shouldn't have had any chance to escape.
But Bai You escaped.
Not only did he escape unscathed, but he also got the much-anticipated "Building No. 8".
But because of this incident, he completely lost this opportunity.
Last night, Jiang Minyao got the news and immediately reported it to Zhu Zhijun.
At that time, Zhu Zhijun was with Gao Lan, and the news naturally reached Wei Enquan's ears.
After getting the news, he told Feng Yu about the matter.
For some reason, Feng Yu has been having troubles in the past few days.
Several projects in other places had problems one after another, and he was already worried and anxious, but when he got the news, he rushed back overnight.
Only then did Wei Enquan realize that Feng Yu had not succeeded that night.
The investors of Building No. 8 are all bigwigs. In addition to Zhao Yunzhuang, the leader of the Beijing circle, there is also Qin Jianhe from QL, and Meng Qingyan from Meng’s Jewelry.
Feng Yu usually seems to be able to call the wind and rain, but in front of these people, he is not even as good as little Karami.
Anyone could easily crush him to death with just a flick of the finger.
Naturally, this time he couldn't control Baiyou's resources as easily as Qingye.
But at the same time, he also understood that after Building No. 8, Bai You’s status would definitely rise.
If he wants to touch him again in the future, it will probably be ten or a hundred times more difficult than it is now.
Furious and powerless, Feng Yu vented all his anger on Wei Enquan.
The numerous finger marks on his face at this moment were Feng Yu's masterpiece.
At this point, it seems that Wei Enquan is the only one who has become a complete joke in the whole thing.
Everything he planned, the beatings he received, the opportunities he lost...
Wei Enquan couldn't accept this reality.
"You must have found someone else." He said, his eyes suddenly lit up as if he had opened the door to a new world.
How could he possibly resist that kind of medicine?
No one helped him to relieve the pain, and he was half dead. How could he have the strength to punch him the next day?
"I must find that person, bring disgrace upon you, and make Building No. 8 regret hiring you," Wei Enquan shouted at him, "Just wait, Bai You!"
Bai You looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a poor creature, or as if he was looking at a disgusting maggot.
"Sure," he said calmly, "Do you want me to give you a hint?"
A smile and contempt gradually spread to the corners of his lips, and he said calmly, "I'm sure you must have seen his name in the past few days."
*
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Zhou, the producer of Building No. 8, arrived at Xingyu Entertainment with his team on time.
After a brief greeting, both sides quickly got down to business.
The contract template has already been prepared, and what needs to be discussed are just some details of the specific cooperation.
The crew was surprisingly easy to talk to, not to mention Xingyu Entertainment, and the two sides quickly reached a consensus.
As for the film remuneration, the film company offered an outrageously high price, which made Bai You suspect that the other party had taken Meng Qingyan's contract by mistake.
After everything was settled and both parties went over the contract, Bai You carefully signed his name on the contract.
At half past three, everything was settled.
Before leaving, Wang Zhou took out the script from his briefcase and handed it to Bai You.
“I almost forgot this,” he said with a smile.
The script was very thick and it felt slightly heavy when he took it in his hand. Bai You then noticed that it was actually two books overlapping each other.
One soft shell, one hard shell.
"Teacher Wang," he said doubtfully, "did you give me an extra copy?"
"No," Wang Zhou said, "The soft cover was specially adjusted by Qing Yan to leave more white space, which is convenient for marking when reading the book."
Hearing this, Bai You was stunned for a moment, then quickly opened his mouth to thank him.
"No need to thank me," Wang Zhou said, "thank Qingyan later."
After everyone left, Bai You took out his cell phone and flipped through it for a long time before he found Meng Qingyan's message records among the many junk ads.
[How to use: ...]
Looking at the last message, Bai You couldn't help but feel a little nervous and was a little reluctant to type in this dialog box.
As I was hesitating, my phone suddenly vibrated and a new message appeared on the screen.
[Have you received the script?] 】
Bai You: “…”
Bai You: [Got it, thank you. 】
The message popped up again, Meng Qingyan asked.
How to thank? 】
Bai You: ...
He just knew it.
Meng Qingyan, how could he let him go so easily?
However, he is in a good mood today.
The pay for Building No. 8 was so high that it instantly solved a problem that would have taken him a long time to solve.
Not only could he book a house for his mother immediately, but even if he booked a very nice one, he would still have a lot left over.
With money in hand, you will be at ease and courageous.
Besides, does he look like the kind of person who doesn't know what's good for him?
Although he didn't know it at the beginning, as things developed later, he realized that what Meng Qingyan said during the audition was most likely not a provocation, but rather helped him intentionally or unintentionally.
Moreover, today's soft-cover script is indeed very friendly to the actors.
He pondered for a moment, lowered his head and replied without a single mistake.
[You propose it first, and I will review it.] 】
The other side responded quickly.
【Add a WeChat friend? We can also learn from each other on the plot in the future. 】
There is really no reason to refuse.
Bai You consciously entered Meng Qingyan's phone number into the WeChat search box and sent a friend invitation.
The other party passed by quickly and greeted him coldly.
【MY:Hi】
【BY:Hi】
[MY: I have selected a song for Building No. 8. Are you interested in listening to it? 】
Look, look! Bai You couldn't help but complain in his heart.
This hasn't even been added yet, and I'm already urging myself to do my homework.
Are you afraid that you will hold him back in the future?
Bai You instinctively wanted to refuse.
But then he thought, what if I really hold him back in the future, wouldn’t I be slapped in the face?
The more confidently you speak today, the more likely you will be laughed at by him in the future.
Putting aside his emotions, he deleted the words he had just typed one by one and replied again.
【BY:Send it to me and listen. 】
A video appeared on the screen.
In the room with drawn curtains, a pair of hands jumped deftly on the black and white piano keys.
A faint light came in through the gap in the curtains, and the watch dial reflected a little flowing starlight.
Bai You recognized this hand, it was Meng Qingyan's hand.
The joints are distinct, the fingers are long and slender, and they are extremely flexible...
No wonder that night, just these two hands made him want to live but not die...
Subconsciously raising his hand, Bai You rubbed the tip of his ear which was slightly hot.
It was not until the second time it was played that he finally realized it was a Canon.
To be precise, Canon is not the name of a song, but a form of music, a type of polyphonic music.
One voice chases the other voice from beginning to end, until the end, chasing and crossing each other, entangled with each other...
Finally, they are completely integrated.
Ethereal, gentle, sad, nostalgic, and stubborn...
Although outside of the movie, Baiyou is not sure what love looks like.
But if he were asked to express himself through music, he would think of Canon first.
It's very much like the rhythm of love.
Meng Qingyan played the piano very well, and Bai You admitted that he was indeed moved.
When the song ended, he raised his eyes slightly.
As far as the eye can see, the two sets of scripts are lying quietly on the table, and the soft cover one is placed on the top, which can be seen at a glance.
The hard shell in Bai You's heart melted slightly, and he became friendlier towards Meng Qingyan.
Although it was perfunctory, the words sounded very nice.
【BY: Thank you, I will keep it and study hard. 】
On the other side, Meng Qingyan saw the words "study hard" and fell silent.
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