Characters can never be broken

Chapter 74

Opal entered the group.

This group is? Sister An temporarily took over the job for him. Isn't the role important? It's a role that is both good and evil, similar to the role of a martial artist.

Opal thinks it is very similar to the npc in the game, who seems to know everything? To issue tasks to the protagonist, anyway, is he? No shot.

The script is quite satisfactory, but this role has a part of the highlight scene in the later stage. Generally speaking, it is the kind that he will consider taking if it is put in front of Opal.

Director Wu Youcai and Le Ge are? Friends, generally in this circle, and Le Ge are?

He didn't know what he heard from Le Ge, but he respected him very much anyway.

Most of the cast members are newcomers, seniority-based, except for a few veterans who play martial arts with high respect, is it? The old-timers who are really not very popular, and Opal has the oldest seniority.

The director was very polite at the beginning, and he didn’t dare to say anything. If he asked him to bring newcomers, but Opal himself didn’t have many roles, Sister An told the assistant of the team to watch him, and asked him to spend less time surfing the Internet and stay idle. That's right? I'm idle, okay? I always help out.

Come and go?, but? The relationship with the director quickly warmed up, and he became a good brother who is called a brother.

Wu Youcai even directly patted his chest to make sure: "How about this, brother, you bring me some more? I will also give you a name in the "supervisor" when the time comes, and of course the salary of the producer will also be paid accordingly. How about it, is it interesting enough?"

Opal smiled: "Easy to say? Easy to say?"

Money is something, don’t want it for nothing? Don’t want it.

Wu Youcai himself is a real estate developer. As long as he doesn't break the law and play a little bit of money, he can't spend it in a few lifetimes. When he reaches middle age, he will throw the property to his son. Come to the film and television industry to chase your dreams.

This kind of person has good and bad ways of making movies. The downside is that he is an amateur, and some things are difficult to negotiate. The upside is that he has money, and as long as he agrees with your point of view, no one can stop him.

Wu Youcai wanted to engage in martial arts. He always held up his thermos bottle filled with goji berries and ginseng, looked at the sky with concern for the country and the people, and said to Opal: "Brother, martial arts are in decline."

"Swords and swords, chivalrous tenderness, I haven't seen it for a long time."

"I didn't intend to make a good movie. Even if I found a hobby that burns money, I just want to make a martial arts movie that can make my blood boil and cry."

Opal was in awe: "Brother, you are really? The most advanced power generation for love."

Burn more than one billion, and all kinds of electricity have to be generated.

Wu Youcai chuckled, "Little brother, come here, eat mangoes, they're airlifted from Southeast Asia."

What is the treatment of the crew? Is there really nothing to say? Opal held a big mango bigger than his face and sighed slightly: "I wonder if my brother has a big mango to eat."

Shen Yao's production crew had already switched on, and he was so busy that he would reply messages in the middle of the night. Opal didn't bother to call him for fear of affecting his rest.

"Where is it?" Wu Youcai asked with concern, "City A? I don't think there is such a big mango to eat in the filming of City A. The other side is in the mountains, and there is no place for the plane to park."

Opal: "...Brother, I don't think the general production team needs to fly to buy fruit."

Wu Youcai laughed twice: "That's right, that's right."

"Would you like to go? See? See?" He said with a smile, giving him advice in the way of a confidant brother, "Today, the light is not good enough, and the sunset is not red enough to capture that desolate aura. It just so happened that I was going to let everyone call it a day."

Opal is already used to his way of doing things. Other directors are trying to meet the construction schedule as much as possible to save a day or a day. After all, venues, labor, and equipment rental are all calculated on a daily basis, but there is no way. I don't care? After all, he has money.

"Then? It's too late." Opal lay back, "The trip back and forth to City A will take tomorrow afternoon at the earliest? I've come back, and I promised to supervise the production for you. How can it be? Just absent from work like this."

A hint of appreciation flashed in Wu Youcai's eyes: "Well, it's rare for young people to have a sense of responsibility."

"Don't worry, it's too late. My son will come to see me in the afternoon. I'll let him see you off. That's why it's not easy to park planes in city A. You can only get off at our branch office in city A and then drive." It will take some time to go to the mountains, but I should come back in time at night."

Opal slowly opened his mouth wide: "Ah, this..."

Wu Youcai patted him on the shoulder encouragingly: "When you were young, you had to be full of passion when you were in love, that is, when you were together in the future, you also had to create surprises for the other side of yourself in order to maintain a good relationship. "

He looked like someone who had come here, "Go? He will be very moved."

Opal: "No? We are not? That..."

Wu Youcai said with encouragement in his eyes, "Go? Let's go."

Opal: "..."

Ten minutes later, the helicopter that Opal has been used to for the past few days landed on the tarmac not far from the film and television base. A young man in a suit and leather shoes with the words "I am? President" written on his face walked quickly After getting off the plane, he walked towards Wu Youcai with a bad expression on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Old man!"

"Are you? Isn't it? You're messing around again! Are you? Are you sick? Are you okay? What are you going to do with the fire of the board of directors!"

With a kind smile on his face, Wu Youcai turned a deaf ear to the young man's question like a firecracker. He pointed to Opal and introduced: "Little brother, this is? My son? Aspiration? Come on, call me uncle." .”

Opal: "..."

He laughed twice, "You're too polite, Mr. Wu."

He murmured in his heart that the name of this family was quite interesting. His father's name was Wu Youcai, and his son's name was Wu Zhixiang?

The young man who looked like a CEO took a deep breath: "My surname is not Wu, but Zhi!"

"Hey." Wu Youcai laughed twice, "That? It's? My stage name, I use it modestly."

"You..." Mr. Zhi looked like he wanted to say a few more words, but Wu Youcai waved his hand, "You will have to deal with them sooner or later, avoid energy? When will you avoid it?"

"Don't talk about that, my little brother, help me take him to City A, get him a car there, and send him back at seven o'clock in the morning."

Zhizhi cursed: "I am? Your driver!"

"I didn't let you fly the plane by yourself." Wu Youcai smiled, "You can let someone else take the plane and take a taxi back by yourself?"

"Have you brought your laptop? Are you okay? You can work in the car."

ambition?:"……"

He took a deep breath, "Mr. Ou, why don't you get on the plane first, I'll let them take you there? Are you still filming at night?"

Opal told the truth: "There is no night show today."

"Okay." He nodded briskly, "Then I'll interrupt you for a while longer?"

Opal looked back, and Wu Youcai waved to him kindly.

Opal nodded and took two steps. Wu Youcai stopped him again: "Wait a minute, bring a big mango, why don't you bring a few more, that? A bag?"

Opal lowered his head, only to realize that the big mango was still pinched in his hand, and he even made a few finger prints.

He was a little embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but Wu Youcai handed over all of Wu Youcai's bags, and Opal didn't hold back anymore, and packed several big mangoes for Shen Yao before boarding the plane.

He just got on the plane with his forefoot, just took off, and was sent by him? The little assistant who helped the production team just ran out, turned around with a blank face, and asked? "Where is my opal?"

Wu Youcai pointed to the sky with a smile, "You turned into a butterfly and flew away."

Zhizhi turned around belatedly, and frowned, "You sent him to City A without consulting his agent?"

"Nope." Wu Youcai patted him on the shoulder, "Look? See? He's desperate for love. This is the vigor that young people should have. If you go like this in the future, people who are on blind dates will dislike you. It's not interesting."

Accompanied by the quarrel between the unreliable father and son, the little assistant dialed Sister An's phone with trembling hands.

Not long after Opal went to the sky, he received a call from Sister An. He hung up directly, and then turned back? A video call.

Sister An at the other end of the phone had already scratched her hair up, which was a perfect interpretation of her anger. She gritted her teeth and said, "You! Again! What! What! What!!"

"Ah?" Opal was a little surprised, "You still don't know what I'm doing?"

"How do I know what you did again! The little assistant was scared? You are so scared that you can't say anything? You're going to heaven!" Sister An clutched her heart, "I have to find a new person to take care of me!" gone."

"Again? Tossing with you like this? I'm going to go crazy sooner or later."

"I've gone to heaven." Opal nodded solemnly towards her, and showed her the blue sky behind him.

Sister An was stunned: "Don't think that if you turn the camera to the sky, I will believe your nonsense! I clearly told the director that he would never let you go!"

Opal smiled: "But? He is? My big brother now."

"Although he seems to have misunderstood something, but? I have been completely instigated by me, and now? It is already? The shape of our CP fan."

"Whether you believe it or not, Sister An, goodbye? I'm leaving tonight."

Saying that he was about to hang up the phone, Sister An hurriedly turned up the volume: "Wait a minute!"

"Wait for a while, I'll ask? You, you now? Go there with such a big fanfare? See? Shen Yao? Why!"

Opal was stunned for a moment, he raised the mango bag in his hand and said confidently: "Bring fresh fruit to my brother."

Sister An's expression looked a little dull: "That's it? You need to fly there just for this?"

Opal sighed: "I originally said? No need, but? My elder brother is rich, you understand?"

"I don't know what a fart!" Sister An was furious, "You send fruit, what are you? Sending it to your door? Then? What!"

Opal blinked: "What?"

The two looked at each other for a while, Opal covered his face, "My God, are you thinking? What are you, Miss An, what are you? Such a person, oh no! Really? I can't believe it!"

"Stop skinning me." Sister An rolled her eyes, "Just look? If you are photographed by paparazzi today, will people think so?"

Opal snorted: "People can think about it if they think about it, can they think about it online? Seriously?"

He tilted his head, "I just? A little? Miss little brother Shen."

Sister An fell silent, and she sighed: "I still? Look for a new artist as soon as possible. You are probably? There is no hope."

The author has something to say: Sister An: This time the plan is perfect, he joined the group, and it is difficult to fly.

Opal: Sister An, I am in heaven.