Lao Kong was sitting in the car, smoking one cigarette after another. He imagined countless times of high cold in the stage, good and bad.

It is estimated that since he is so sure, he should be able to go to the TV station, right? Looking at the gear, Lao Kong flicked the ash out and glanced at the elevator.

However, it's hard to say that it's all about the emperor. Although he has two political films in hand, he may not be able to get the stalls. If the stalls of the emperor's TV station are full, he has to squeeze others out. Lao Kong thinks again.

I haven't entered this door for many years. If I don't succeed this time, I'm afraid Lao Kong will be hard to turn over. Lao Kong sighed deeply. He didn't dare to enter the door of the imperial capital satellite TV. He couldn't lift his head. This feeling is full of vicissitudes when it comes to a middle-aged man.

In middle age, there is not much time, and the enthusiasm has been polished. The aura of the past has passed for many years. The rest is the days when you hold your tail high in your heart and lower your head in reality.

All of a sudden, Lao Kong's face became nervous. He threw his cigarette butt out and stared at the direction of the elevator. Gao Leng came towards the car.

One hour, one hour is out. What can one hour talk about? Nine times out of ten Lao Kong felt that his heart was beating to his throat.

He wanted to open the car door now to ask for the result, but he was afraid that he would hear the bad result. It was hard for him to feel that he was splashed with a basin of cold water at the end of the hot face. He suffered too many times, and he didn't dare to bear it any more.

Gao Leng opens the door and puts the information in his hand on Lao Kong with a smile.

"Why How's it going? " Lao Kong stares at Gao Leng tightly. He has the feeling of waiting for the results in the exam.

"Golden file." Gao sneered and pointed to the cowhide bag: "the contract has been signed, the price is less than the east side, 50 in case episode, but one episode later than the east side satellite TV."

"Golden stall?" Lao Kong reaches out his hand and grabs Gao Leng's arm. His whole body seems uncontrollably excited. Without waiting for Gao Leng's reply, he immediately wants to tear off the cowhide belt. The rope on the cowhide belt has not been opened after several turns. He tears some of it in a hurry.

Contract. Seeing the word "contract", Lao Kong's ears turned red and excited.

He flipped the contract quickly, but he couldn't find the key clause after several times. Gao Leng pointed to it and then he saw it. At the moment of seeing it, he immediately held the contract in his chest, turned his back to Gao Leng, looked out the window and left a back of his head for Gao Leng.

A line of tears gushed out.

"What, I I... " Instead of looking at Gao Leng, Lao Kong handed him the contract: "sorry, the bag was torn by me, I I'll go to the bathroom, or you can go first. "

He opened the door and got out of the car.

"I'll wait for you." Gao Leng rolled down the window and called.

Lao Kong didn't look back. He just waved: "I'll go to the production team later. I'll take a taxi myself. Goodbye!"

Gao Leng feels Lao Kong's excitement. He is afraid that he wants to digest the hard won joy and the humiliation of these years, so he drives away.

Humiliation is really humiliation to Lao Kong.

When you take a serious and attentive high-quality play and ask for it from one TV station to another, and every time the TV station refuses, the ones who get on the good stalls are all rubbish films with little fresh meat. The frustration is indescribable. It's a humiliation to Lao Kong, which has nothing to do with money.

"Lao Kong, you are not suitable to shoot outside the system. What do you see in your films these years?"

"That is, those investors have been ruined by you!"

Lao Kong is ashamed of the people who have invested in him these years. They all say that at least 100 investors will be killed behind a famous director. This is true. However, when he sees that the other party's money has been invested in him and he has lost all his money, when he is scolded by the investors, it is also humiliating.

He would like to roar at each other: my piece is not rubbish! My movie is the best! It's just that no TV station is willing to give me good stalls!

but he didn't shout, he roared useless. Now, the market has the final say, he never shouted out, did not give himself a refutation.

He knew that the argument was weak.

If you are the only one to lose face, you will lose face with your brothers. Eleven brothers, including eight deputy directors and three executive directors, have been eating porridge with you all these years. Several of them can't afford the mortgage. Finally, they sell their house. How can other deputy directors have their level? But other deputy directors are popular in the imperial capital. Their own deputy director rents a house in the imperial capital, and is poked at the backbone and said that he is incompetent.

Lao Kong walked quickly in the big parking lot. The faster he walked, the faster his tears fell down. The faster he walked, and finally he ran.

It seems that the past is like smoke.

After walking for nearly an hour, like a madman, Lao Kong finally calmed down. He went to the bathroom, cleaned his clothes in front of the mirror, and laughed at himself in the mirror.The tears are gone, the rest is laughter.

In this way, holding his head high, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked into the elevator. After entering the elevator, he pressed the first floor directly and went to the hall of the imperial satellite TV. He walked out of the hall and went in from the gate.

Just like in those days, I walked into the hall of the imperial satellite TV, but I was scared in those days, and now I'm swaggering and even arrogant.

"Hi, Lao Zhao!" Far away, he yelled at a middle-aged man waiting for the elevator.

"Ah, old Kong! What are you doing here? " The middle-aged man laughed and looked up and down at Lao Kong: "you What's the policy again? "

Lao Kong is very familiar with the TV circle of the imperial capital. After all, he has been in the establishment for more than ten years, and the other party is also familiar with him. Needless to say, his eyes are sympathetic.

"We've got the policies. We're just here to talk about the details." Lao Kong held out his hand to touch his nose and looked at Lao Zhao askew: "don't you know? My play is going to be in your prime time. "

Lao Zhao was stunned.

Naturally, they don't know about the policies Gao Leng has just talked about.

"Lao Li When he got to the ninth floor, as soon as the elevator door opened, Lao Kong yelled so loudly that all the people on this floor looked at him. He walked towards another middle-aged man with a smile.

"Oh, Lao Kong, why are you here? You... " Lao Li looked Lao Kong up and down. He was as dirty as he used to be, so he laughed: "you just came out of the cast, right? Here is... "

"Lao Li, he's in the prime time!" Lao Zhao, who just met in the elevator, took over the conversation.

"Yes Is that right? " Lao Li was very surprised. He didn't believe it: "isn't the golden file the Anti Japanese war film directed by Xiao? It's all settled! "

"Look at you. You still can't figure out the market in DIDU satellite TV. Let me have it! It started at 8:30 in the evening. By the way, the east side satellite TV also put it on me. It's also a golden stall. " Lao Kong said with a relaxed expression: "Alas, unfortunately, the national policy has been changed to two stars for one TV show. If there are four stars for one TV show, then there will be four satellite TV stations. They must be prime time!"

"Yes? Dongzhifang satellite TV is also a golden age! Lao Kong, what kind of play are you

Lao Kong waved his hand and walked away: "Lang bang, I don't want to talk to you. I'm going to talk about the details. I'll have to go to the crew later. Hey, busy!"

With that, Lao Kong went to the other side of the general office.

"Lao Liu, come on, pour me a glass of water for your brother!" Lao Kong's voice rang in another office.

"Xiao Li, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why is it not Xiao Li but Lao Li? No matter how you say you are a beauty, you are also a beauty when you are old, senior beauty! By the way, is your leader here? My play is in your prime time. Some details need to be changed... " Old Kong's hearty laughter came from the tenth floor.

"Two eggs! Brother Dan! Ha ha ha, long time no see. What am I doing here? Oh, I'm so busy. My play is on the golden file of your satellite TV. I have to talk about some details. I have to hurry up. I have to go to the crew later. I'm so busy! " Lao Kong's proud voice came from the 11th floor.

It's known for a hundred miles.

For several years, when he arrived at the boundary, Lao Kong walked up and down all over the world, holding the old guys who had been hiding before, chatting one by one, holding up his head and chest, and talking loudly about his future as a director of high-quality films.

As night fell, old Kong went back to the crew of the imperial capital. The crew was far away from the city. It took three hours for a taxi to arrive. The taxi driver wiped his sweat after he got off the bus and scolded: "Ma, I'm a jerk! Today is a bad luck, pull a mental illness! I'm scared to death by laughing all the way

And the whole night after Lao Kong went in, the crew released a group of psychosis.

"Oh! Cool

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

More than a dozen men ran to the field and cried out to the sky like wolves. Some were heartbroken, some were full of pride, and some were wailing.

After the night, the crew did not rest, and made an all night play.

These drama crazies finally ushered in the spring.

"Brother, let's work with Mr. Gao!" When a touch of morning color came out the next morning, Lao Kong said.

"Into the establishment of starlight group?" Several other deputy directors asked.

Lao Kong nodded, these people stand in a row, you look at me, I look at you, if you don't say, I really don't know that this is a group of directors, they are dirty rough men, they don't have the smell of literati, just like those who come out of the soil.

Because they don't like to be bound, they come out of the national system, so they have been reluctant to the director system of Gao lengnong.

This time, eleven people nodded at the same time.

"Go Looking at the rising sun in the East, Lao Kong waved his hand: "rest for a long time, let's go to Xingguang group! Let's go! Go to the top of the mountain

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