Lu Yan's Trust-Marts endorsement ad was filmed until night.
The endorsement fee is not high, but the requirements are quite a lot.
Da Pao was impatient, and almost threw down the barrel of oil in the middle of the filming and left: "I don't want this oil anymore! I won't shoot!"
Supermarket owner: "Why are you still playing big cards!"
Cannon: "Listen to yourself what kind of shit request you are making, can the action design be any more stupid, we rock singers also have dignity..."
The supermarket owner offered: "Five thousand."
What was originally discussed was only the attached gift, and the regular price has not yet been discussed.
Cannon wanted to speak again, but Lu Yan walked over and covered Cannon's mouth from behind: "Boss, you got it wrong, we rock singers have no dignity."
Cannon: "..."
Li Zhen: "..."
Lu Yan added: "And I think your action design is good. Let's talk about the heart-to-heart comparison, how positive energy is, it is in line with the core values of rock youth, and spread love all over the world."
Cannon struggled.
Li Zhen couldn't believe it: "You still want to lose face?"
When Xiao Heng walked to the door of Trust-Mart, what he saw was such a scene.
Lu Yan took the money from the owner of the supermarket, and only let go after counting. He turned sideways and found Xiao Heng leaning against the door.
Lu Yan pulled out his part, stuffed the rest into the cannon pocket, walked over and said, "So early?"
Xiao Heng said: "Those people have been suffering for a month in a row, and today they finished early and went back to rest."
Lu Yan approached him and smelled a smell of smoke.
Thicker than usual.
Lu Yanxin said that he guessed the same: "Your father came to look for you?"
"I said a few words," Xiao Heng said after a pause, "...he failed in investment and was anxious to let me go back."
"is it serious."
"The situation is not very good. If there is not enough capital turnover, it may not be able to survive."
Before Xiao Heng came out of the house, Lu Yan looked at him like a bankrupt young master. I never guessed that their family could really go bankrupt.
Inside the boss is shouting to continue shooting.
Lu Yan said, "Go back and tell me, I'm still two shots away."
The earrings on Lu Yan's ears were entangled with several chains. Xiao Heng stretched out his hand and gently pushed it away, and the originally chaotic mood gradually calmed down: "Where did the photo go?"
Their ads are extremely retarded.
The worst part is that two people entered the supermarket one after the other, and accidentally met when they were picking up things: "Oh, it's so much better if you come too."
Another person smiled confusedly when he checked out: "Yes, because it's so much better, so much better."
"..."
Thinking of this, Lu Yan said, "It's a coincidence that you came here, and it happens to be the most mentally handicapped section."
Lu Yan is the one who has no bottom line among the four people. He is the perfect Party B that all Party A likes.
Driven by Lu Yan, the shooting ended quickly.
After the accounts were divided, they chatted a few words about this weekend's commercial performance before breaking up.
Their weekend commercial performance is a campus performance.
Although Da Pao received a disciplinary order as soon as he returned to school, he was very economical, and he was as good as Lu Yanbi in this respect. He talked about the performance when he was writing the review in the dean's office.
Li Zhen: "Da Pao, you Pusi Royal Conservatory of Music are good and have vision."
Lu Yan: "You didn't suffer badly from this punishment. Find a chance in the future and get a few more."
Da Pao: "It's okay to eat a few more..."
conversation room.
Xiao Heng noticed the packaging of an item on the supermarket shelf, imported chocolate. He vaguely remembered that the first endorsement of the band's debut in the new year was also chocolate.
I heard that the endorsement fee is six figures.
After the storm band debuted, Nanhe San appeared on several variety shows, and immediately became a new traffic, and he was born in the entertainment circle.
It's very different from Lu Yan's commercial, which can only be aired in chain grocery stores in the downtown area.
The words in Lu Yan's voice, don't give up, may not only be speaking to him.
"Let's go." Lu Yan pushed the door and came out.
He took the stack of money that he had been allocated and counted it again, and snatched the cigarette in his hand: "What do you want to eat tonight, Brother Yan treats you...you smoke less."
Xiao Heng was not annoyed when his cigarettes were confiscated: "Thank you boss, you can eat whatever the boss says you want."
Lu Yan took two sips by himself, and then threw it into the trash can beside him: "Then eat something... How many more cans of wine?"
Xiao Heng has no objection: "OK."
"Why are you so obedient today?" Lu Yan was not used to it before hearing him say a few words. He put his hand on Xiao Heng's shoulder, "Call me, Brother Yan, listen?"
Xiao Heng squinted his eyes: "Tsk, you're making an inch of it, right?"
Lu Yan's hands were not very honest.
Xiao Heng grabbed it with one hand and reminded him: "Brother Heng didn't bring his ID card when he went out today."
The hotel just arrived.
Lu Yan went in to pack some cooked dishes and ordered half a case of wine.
When Lu Yan went upstairs with a bag of beer, Viagra happened to come out to take out the trash. Viagra didn't know if he had played too much with Zhang Xiaohui, and pointed at Lu Yan tremblingly, "How can you do this, Brother Yan? Are you still a good brother, I treat you with all my heart and soul, but you drink behind my back?!"
"Brother, no," Lu Yan said as he stretched out his hand to pull him, "Isn't this just about to come to you?"
Viagra: "Are you just looking for me? You're just passing by!"
It was indeed Lu Yan passing by: "..."
Since getting busy, the two rarely have time to drink on the rooftop.
At the moment, it looks like he just came to the Seventh District.
The lamp on the roof of the Seventh District has been working for many years, and it is no longer effective. The light bulb occasionally flickers strangely, and there is a flowered quilt hanging on the hanger that no one knows who has not had time to take it back.
"Big star, let's go." Viagra set up the plastic table and opened a can.
"What big star?" Lu Yan smiled, "Let's discuss, can we remove the banner upstairs? How long has the game been over?"
Viagra waved his hand: "This cannot be withdrawn, this is the eternal glory of our Seventh District."
If Lu Yan could believe such glorious nonsense, he would have spent so many years in the lower city for nothing: "Brother, one family doesn't talk about two things."
Viagra confessed: "It's expensive, do you know how much it cost us to make this piece, it came from crowdfunding... It must be hung up, and it must be paid back."
Viagra talks a lot after drinking too much, the core content is to comfort Lu Yan, life is always ups and downs: "Look at you brother Hui, the amount of lines just increased to ten sentences a while ago, his fun, but today passed away He was directed to death by the director."
Sitting next to Lu Yan, Xiao Heng said in his heart that if he went to the rooftop to drink now, he would indeed respond to Viagra's words about ups and downs.
He drank a few cans and couldn't help touching Lu Yan's hand under the table.
The two held hands secretly for a while.
Until Xiao Heng temporarily changed his route and touched Lu Yan's leg.
As soon as he touched the heel of his leg, Lu Yan froze for a moment, took a sip of wine, and kicked him away: "You fucking..."
Xiao Heng thought he was going to say something harsh.
As a result, he fucked for a long time, and said: "Can't you go back and touch it again?"
Xiao Heng held the beer can and laughed for a long time.
Even though life is forever full of ups and downs.
But the only constant seems to be the bright night sky in the lower city.
Xiao Heng drank to the end, got up and walked to the edge of the low wall, looking up at the sky.
Viagra was completely drunk and fell asleep on the table.
Lu Yan was standing next to him with the wine in his hand, and finally he couldn't avoid the topic of the day: "About your father... what are you going to do?"
Although the alcohol was constantly causing trouble, Xiao Heng was extremely clear-headed.
During the day, Xiao Qishan was right when he said that the young master of the Xiao family was not something he could casually drop everything, take off a coat and run out.
He wanted to completely break away from the Xiao family.
There is an account to be settled.
Xiao Heng finally said: "I will go back tomorrow."
What Xiao Heng said about going back was not as simple as the literal meaning. Lu Yan vaguely sensed what he wanted to do, but he only said: "... Listen to music."
Xiao Heng: "Which song to sing?"
Lu Yan thought for a while, then hummed a melody of silver bullets.
It is completely different from the explosive voice on the stage. There is a strange softness in the a cappella. The night wind blows through this voice, as if to say, let's go, don't be afraid.
- go for it, silver bullet.
-The wind and the birds meet.
There was wind blowing in from the outside, bringing with it a hint of coolness and dampness.
Xiao Heng only felt that Lu Yan's voice was like wine that had just slipped down his throat, it was clear and strong, and Lu Yan sang against the wind:
"The sky is about to dawn
dawn is about to break
Run, I see the sun.
Don't stop until you catch up with the sun"
the next day.
Xiao Heng called several people in the studio for a meeting.
At this stage of the project progress, the most difficult problems have basically been overcome, followed by some tests and more repetitive follow-up work. In fact, at this point, they are already very close to their original vision.
Or rather—the prospect of this project is even better than originally thought.
However, Xiao Heng said after summarizing his work: "Thank you for your hard work during this time."
Everyone had a vague premonition.
Sure enough, Xiao Heng's next sentence was that he had handed over the relevant work.
"transfer?"
"What handover, where are you going, boss? You don't care about this project yet."
Studio fryer.
Xiao Heng took his part of the money and temporarily withdrew from the project.
Although everyone knows that it is the most unwise choice to go now.
It's all come to this point, instead of holding the millions in front of me, the profit margins will be bigger in the future.
However, Xiao Heng didn't say much. He left the studio and stepped into the door of Xiao's house, as if it had been a lifetime.
Xiao Qishan was reclining on the sofa in the living room, reeking of alcohol, without changing his clothes.
The number of domestic servants is also reduced by half.
Seeing him coming in, he narrowed his sleepy eyes, wondering if he recognized who it was.
The Xiao family fell faster than he had imagined. Once they showed a little weakness in the business world, countless people would pounce on them. After repeated heavy blows, if the "wife" in name hadn't helped the company, the company would be afraid to I can't bear it anymore.
It wasn't until Xiao Heng walked in front of him that Xiao Qishan realized that what Xiao Heng was holding was a bank card.
Xiao Qishan said in a daze, "... what do you mean by that?"
Xiao Heng bent down and put the card on the table.
During this period of time, he has changed a lot. If it is like when he first came out, he would throw the bank card in Xiao Qishan's face, look at him with his nostrils, and say: "Don't come to me in the future."
But now he can actually stand in front of Xiao Qishan and say neither humble nor overbearing: "Young Master Xiao's identity is really hard to get rid of." Xiao Heng changed the subject when he said this, "I have paid back everything I can."
The air that has become more and more humid since last night gathered together, and finally, it merged into heavy rain and poured down.
"Whose flowered quilt on the roof belongs to, can you take it away, it's raining!"
"My mine! I'll take it right away!"
Some residents hadn't come back yet, so Lu Yan went to the roof to help collect the clothes, glanced down the roof inadvertently, and was stunned for a moment.
Downstairs in District Seven, Xiao Heng was drenched from head to toe.
Lu Yan couldn't figure out what the situation was, and when Xiao Heng went upstairs, he leaned in the corridor and asked, "You walked back again?"
Xiao Heng flicked his hair: "Is there something wrong with me or is there something wrong with you?"
It doesn't seem to be the case.
Xiao Heng just didn't expect it to rain today, and the taxi he took only drove to the gate of the seventh district, and he was still drenched in the road from the gate to the building.
Lu Yan turned sideways and let him enter the room: "Would you like to take a shower?"
Xiao Heng asked: "Is there a fee?"
The man's shirt was stuck to his body, and the rain was falling down his hair. The scene and these words in front of him brought Lu Yan back to the rainy night when he picked him up.
Same as last time.
But it was completely different from the first time.
Lu Yanheng said in front of him: "Take it, pay three hundred and let you in."
Xiao Heng: "Three hundred?"
Lu Yan: "Now that the price of goods is soaring, so have I."
Xiao Heng pinched his chin lightly with cold, wet hands: "Is there any money you want, but there is someone you want."
When Lu Yan said this, he couldn't hold back.
After leaning against the wall and laughing for a long time, he replied: "All right, I reluctantly accept it."
The rain didn't last long, and the sky cleared up quickly. After being washed by the rain, the sky was so bright that it dazzled the eyes.