Chapter 33

Ling Han quickly logged in to the microblog with her account and password, and was almost blinded by the titanium alloy dog eye. In addition to all kinds of publicity, the content in the microblog is mainly about luxury goods such as luxury hotels, cars and watches. Oh, by the way, his Porsche is the most popular one. After that, he took pictures of himself, often semi naked, posing in all kinds of sexy and provocative postures, just like those netizens who fight for their positions with their bodies. They are very unruly, and even sun his "male dog waist" for a few days. The painting style is hard to say.

Ling Han:

In the end, it's hard to talk about the person who gives his body. Ling Han quickly and silently cuts out the contents that are suspected of immorality and showing off wealth.

There are not so few fans in the microblog as Ling Han imagined. There are thousands of people. It's hard to say whether they have bought zombie powder or not. There are many comments. Everyone calls him master Han and kneels to lick him.

Ling Han:

So is it true that flaunting the rich and dressing the rich and the poor can make money?

With a complex mood back to the apartment, dream of walking in the night GM

G Lu Siyuan suddenly came out of the hall of the temple and called to him with a look of adoration: "Han Shao!"

Ling Han suddenly wakes up.

Hell, Lu Siyuan won't treat himself with this attitude, let alone call himself "Han Shao".

The next day, Ling Han arrived at the shooting site early. The shooting location is at the foot of a barren mountain in the suburb. There are no people around and the vegetation is luxuriant. It meets the requirements of the scene. The most important thing is that it doesn't cost money.

"Ling Han." Tang Xi doesn't want to call him brother even when he dies. Ling Han has some regrets. It's so cool to let the child with his tail up in the sky call him brother.

"So early?" Ling Han greets with a smile and glances at the few people around Tang Xi, "these..."

"Ah, my photographer props Division..." Tang Xi one by one to introduce everyone to Ling Han, Ling han to all the guests way: "nice to meet you."

Those people are all Tang Xi's classmates, and they are also white and tender college students. They are not as bad as Tang Xi. They hurriedly respond to Ling Han's call and call him brother Han. In the eyes of these college students, Ling Han is a down-to-earth person in the entertainment industry and a senior. Even though Ling Han is still struggling on the 18th line, in their eyes, she is also a star in the entertainment industry.

"You're welcome. You'll be colleagues in the future." Ling Han laughs.

"Now that we know each other, let's get to work." Tang Xi clapped his hands and said, "I'll shoot the first and last scene today, and try to finish it before the sun sets."

Ling Han Leng Leng, looked around and said: "start?"

"Yes."

You're kidding!

Just a few people, this thing is about to start shooting?

Ling Han was stunned. After looking around the desolate place, she couldn't believe it and said, "that's it?"

Tang Xi

When it came to the end, Tang Xi had to tell the truth, "this... Is not enough, the scene and props can only be like this."

Ling Han:

He only thought of winning the prize by relying on Tang Xi, but he didn't expect to encounter such a problem.

Tang Xi said: "we have limited funds, so we can try our best to live at one time." His eyes were full of expectation, "I believe you, you can

I can do it. "

Ling Han:

You didn't believe it when you said that, did you?

Ling Han wants to withdraw. She thought the future was bright, but she didn't know how deep the pit was. But now it has been decided, the project and people are chosen by themselves, and now we have to finish the shooting with crying.

A grasshopper on a ship, Ling Han hold for a long time, finally asked: "how much money?"

Tang Xi carefully compared the eight gestures.

"Eighty thousand?"

Tang Xi shook his head awkwardly.

Ling Han's eyes are wide open, aren't they? It's not the number he thought, is it?

But the reality is very cruel, Tang Xi said: "eight thousand."

Ling Han is going to faint, 8000?

Do you want to win the prize for 8000 micro movies?

Bullshit!

Qingcong teenagers are full of blood. When college students hear that they have started to work, they are all as energetic as chicken blood. Some people climb the mountain with climbing ropes, and some others are crazy

Start building equipment. But no matter how enthusiastic they are, they can't cover up the fact that they are poor.

Taking advantage of the gap, Ling Han asks Tang Xi, "aren't there two protagonists? Who else but me? "Tang Xi put out his hand, "I can't afford a good actor, so I have to do it myself."

Ling Han faints. The crew is poor and has no hands. Can they win the prize? More and more doubt that he had just chosen a college student to make a micro film.

In fact, Ling Han wronged Tang Xi. In his last life, the star road was smooth and direct to the movie king. The first time he entered the group to shoot a TV series was at a high level of production, not to mention the later big production movies, so he never saw what a real poor drama group looked like. Tang Xi is already very good at the production level of college students. All his staff are looking for talented and smart students in the film academy, and they don't want money to win prizes; Tang Xi borrowed the props and equipment from his uncles, especially the camera. It took him a long time to borrow them from his uncle's crew. The performance was very good and the pictures were very beautiful; Moreover, he has found a good post production site, which is the studio that his father often uses. The standard is very high, and the overall production is in the future

The micro film level of college students should be quite good. If Ling Han has seen ordinary college students' micro movies, he will know what the real poverty and dregs are like. But now he doesn't know. He just thinks that Tang Xi is really poor.

Ling Han patted him on the shoulder, "take a step to talk."

Tang Xi followed him to a quiet place and looked at him suspiciously.

Ling Han said: "this may not work."

Tang Xi feels his nose. He also knows that his production is quite good among his peers. However, this micro film competition is not only for college students, but also for film lovers in the society and directors under the age of 30. His level may not be enough.

"I have some money in my hand, not much." Ling Han said painfully, "at present, only 20000 can be used. Let's put them in first."

"No, how can I ask for your money?" Ling Han teases her eyebrows, "don't say these words to me. I've decided this matter. If I can't win the prize, what time will I waste with you?"

About knowing that he was really poor, Tang Xi lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "thank you..."

Ling Han shows her hand, but still refuses to call her brother.

Ling Han said, "as for the actors, try to play a part first."

Tang Xi Sheng was afraid that he would be looked down upon and said, "don't you believe me?"

Ling Han finds out the truth of Mao's son, and is not afraid of him at all. She reaches for his hat and rubs it: "let me have a look."

Tang Xi's face is slightly red. If anyone dares to touch his head, he will be furious. However, Ling Han feels inexplicably nervous when touching his head. He quickly steps back and says, "don't touch my head!"

The handsome boy blushes slightly and never looks cold and rebellious when he meets for the first time. Ling Han smiles.

That smile let Tang Xi heart a jump, don't open a face to mumble a way: "act to act!"

Soon he played his most familiar part. Ling Han watched it for a moment and sighed.

It has to be said that Tang Xi works very hard and expresses his emotions. However, he is not an actor after all. His lines are not good enough and his actions are not natural. Now it's not smooth to play solo, so it's even more troublesome to play with others.

We have to do something.

"How's it going?" After the performance, Tang Xi looks at Ling Han expectantly. From his expression, he may feel that he is playing well.

Ling Han:

Such a handsome green youth stares at you eagerly. No one has the heart to hurt him.

Ling Han choked out two dry words, "... OK."

Tang Xi's eyes crossed a look of disappointment, "OK, that's not good enough?"

This kind of time is the time when the omnipotent golden sentence comes on the stage, "it's very good, you have great potential, and you will be very good in the future..."

Tang Xi waved his hand and said, "don't comfort me. I know I'm not good enough, but good actors really can't afford to..."

Good actors?

A flash of light crossed my mind.

Hehe, it's time to betray your friends.

In Tang Xi's inexplicable sight, Ling Han dials Jiang Yi's number with a sly smile, and there quickly answers, "Ling Han?"

"Are you free recently?"

"Just after the announcement, I've been resting for two days."

Excellent!

Ling Han repressed her excitement and said, "do you want to come out to play?"

play?

Tang Xi opens his eyes wide. Ling Han quickly makes a shush gesture to tell him not to speak. He continues to say to Jiang Yi, "I think you've been very busy recently. We haven't been together for a long time."

"Yes." Little sheep Jiang Yi didn't know there was a trap ahead, so he jumped into the pit happily and said, "yes, we haven't been together for a long time."“ I'm climbing outside now. Let's go together. It's sunny today. The scenery here is very beautiful. There are not many people here. It's cool to have mountains, water and grassland. "When Jiang Xiaoyang heard that there was a sunny grassland and he could climb the mountain without being disturbed, he was immediately moved, "OK, OK, I'll come right here. Where are you?"

Ling Han calmly sends positioning to Jiang Xiaoyang. After putting away his mobile phone, he says to Tang Xi, who stares at him: "well, another man has it."

Tang Xi