After a brief discussion, everyone unanimously decided to shoot five episodes. Perhaps in their hearts, they were more likely to act as a public charity show. In order to play more scenes, even if it was tiring, it was worth it.

As night fell, all the crew members had fallen asleep, but Ye Xinghui did not.

His room is considered a higher level, because there is an old computer in the room, and simple programs intervene, and start to make some simple post-production. As for the slightly difficult ones, he needs to go back and use his own computer to do it. Fortunately, the arrangement is only three songs in the entire TV series, and there are quite a lot of tones, but it will be done together at that time.

After one o'clock in the middle of the night, turn off the lights and go to bed.

The week passed quickly.

The crew is united and actually filmed five episodes with many people in multiple positions. Compared with those with hundreds of people, speed is rare. It seems that pressure is also motivation. This sentence is really true.

Guo Ran and Liu Yuanming left the crew first. The crew's salary was too low, so they were one year higher than the extras or full-time. They were really exhausted.

The four girls, Liu Zimei, Chen Xiaofei, Zhao Qiaoqiao and Zhong Xiuxiu, left with reluctance under the escort of Sister Cheng Yan.

Liu Zimei, Zhong Xiuxiu, and Chen Xiaofei even wondered whether she would take out her savings and share some of Ye Xinghui's pressure to end the drama? Not long after, Ye Xinghui refused. The reason was very simple. The remaining plot was thirty-five episodes less, and unless all the characters in the play were willing to pay, it would not be enough.

But if everyone wants to bet on this drama, everyone has doubts. After all, Ye Xinghui has no connections, so it is a problem whether he can be released on TV. The chance of losing is too high. Guo Ran can't afford to bet, and Cheng Yan is the older he is, the more he often can't afford to lose. That's it.

Everyone left almost, but Xu Lei and Shen Sicheng were kept by Ye Xinghui.

Others can leave, but they can’t do it, because after the shooting is over, they still need to go to the investor.

With three episodes of the film and script of the Ghost Story of A Chinese Girl, the three began to switch to entertainment companies and various investors.

Jiecheng Film and Television.

Ye Xinghui rushed to the front desk in a dusty manner.

"Hello, I'll look for you Mr. Zhao!"

The front desk looked at his clothes, with a little contempt, but said, "Sorry, Mr. Zhao, we, didn't come to work, he was on a business trip."

"How long will it take to come back?"

"It's hard to say, maybe a week, maybe a month."

Ye Xinghui took a long breath, thanked him and turned around and left. No one could see him. There was any way. This company looked down on people.

Peninsula Tianxia Entertainment Company.

Shen Sicheng came to the front desk, set up a POSS, and then smiled and said, "Are you President Xu here? I have an appointment."

The girl at the front desk was quite sensible: "Your surname is yours?"

"Shen!"

"Sorry, Mr. Xu is not here."

Shen Sicheng's face darkened: "Give me a face, I have a TV film and script here to let President Xu live a picture."

"Sorry, we Mr. Xu are really not here."

Shen Sicheng was speechless and thought to himself: A big company is a big company. It took a long time to work hard, and there were two more words than the previous sentence. It was really not here. If it was not here, how could I ask what my surname was? Forget it, go to the next one.

Xu Lei also hit a wall in several familiar investment companies. After all, he is an extra, and the highest number of people he knows is the head of the group. Those who knows have no right to recommend them. Wait for one sentence on the left and another sentence on the right. He has the best skills in playing the ball, throwing a cigarette that has not been lit and going home.

The three of them met and laughed bitterly. Unexpectedly, they held the film and script, and others didn't even have the chance to give a bad review.

Xu Lei couldn't sit at the head of the bed, and he was a little sad when he pondered. Even Ye Xinghui, who had always been very confident, frowned.

Indeed, no matter how good the movie is, you can’t help but not watch it.

If anyone comes to the door with scripts and short films, it is estimated that the bosses of film and television entertainment companies will also be busy to death.

"Xinghui, I know a little clerk who bought movies on TV stations. Let's try to contact me?" Chen Sicheng said, with a bit of a sense of being a dead horse.

"OK!"

"Then I'll contact you now!"

Contempt quickly put the button on his chest, turned around and ran out.

Seeing Xu Lei a little discouraged, Ye Xinghui patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "Leizi, this is where he went. If it was so simple, it would be done. Who would still persist?"

"Si Cheng's opinion just now reminded me that we can look for the next step of the TV station's procurement department. I don't believe it anymore. With such an excellent TV series, can no one knows a hero?"

"Whoever is discouraged? When we come back from contemplation, we will kill us to the TV station." Xu Lei said angrily, but his spirits have been much calmer. His friend's words are quite chicken soup, and he also thinks that the Chinese Ghost Story is really good.

......

Not long after, the contemplative achievements of running downstairs brought back good news, and it became. I heard that the next plan on the station lacked a main show to enhance the influence of the TV station. The old films were not guaranteed to watch, and the new films were so expensive that they were given a chance to test the film.

Of course, there must be some friendship elements here, otherwise the beautiful ghost who only edited three episodes of scenes would definitely not be qualified.

Walking!

The three decided to meet that friend first.

The place where I was contemplated was a small restaurant, which felt a bit like that.

I took a taxi and came to the Beijing Office of Chuncheng TV Station. The rain prayer restaurant not far away was the arranged meeting place.

Ye Xinghui and Xu Lei, Chen Sicheng, found a relatively window seat and sat down. While communicating in a low voice, they looked at the restaurant menu. Now, except for Chen Sicheng, the other three were not well-off. They could be said to have cleaner pockets than their faces.

A beautiful waiter came over and smiled and said, "Hello, what do you need to order?"

Ye Xinghui and Xu Lei tightened their faces and quickly turned their faces outside the window. The waiter had good ability to observe his words and expressions, turned to look at meditation.

"Wait first, we have an appointment with a friend. He will talk about it when he comes. Please trouble you!"

Soon, a young man came out of the Chuncheng TV station's Beijing office. He looked OK, but at least he didn't look so difficult to talk to.

"Is it him?" Xu Lei pointed.

"Yeah!" contemplated to confirm.

Dingling, a crisp sound of lotus sounded from the door.

"Xiaolong, Xiaolong here." Chen Sicheng hurriedly greeted.

Wang Xiaolong nodded politely, looked at the other two strangers, and asked, "What are these two?"

"Hehe, don't be polite if you have sex, you're all your own people. This is Ye Xinghui. Our TV series is his masterpiece. The other one is Xu Lei, an actor. Don't look at his tallness, he is actually a silver-shaped gun tip. The role of Zhuge Liuyun in this drama."

After so many years of contemplation, I have long developed a different way of communication and happily introduced the two.

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