It was late autumn and October, and the weather had already turned cold.
Zhang Fan received a call from his mother in a rented apartment in Tianhai City.
"Xiao Fan, I heard that you sold our house to make a movie…Is that true?”
On the other end of the phone, Auntie Zhang asked in panic and worry.
Zhang Fan rubbed his head as he gripped his phone tightly. His fingers were so tight that they were turning white."Mom, how did you know?"
"It was your eldest cousin who said it. He said that you want to film a movie again. It's not reliable at all and will only waste money. Xiao Fan, I shouldn't have agreed to let you study directing. Now you're obsessed, and your dad is…blaming me."”
Veins popped out on Zhang Fan's forehead.
He gritted his teeth as he listened to his mother's words that were filled with self-blame.
After a moment, he softened his tone and said,"Is Big Cousin trying to use our house to borrow money to do business again?" Don't listen to him. Mom, believe in your son. I will definitely succeed this time."
Auntie Zhang was silent for a while before she continued,"After all, he's a relative!"
"Relatives are different!"
Zhang Fan took a deep breath." Mom, I found a good script this time. Let me try again." If I don't succeed this time, I'll go back and look for a job. Also, don't agree to Eldest Cousin's request to take out a loan for the house. This is what Grandpa gave me. It has nothing to do with him.”
"I know."
Auntie Zhang's voice became a little choked."Xiao Fan, you must have suffered a lot in the past few years, right? If it didn't work, he would go home. Your dad misses you too. You must…"
"Don't worry, Mom. I'll go back for the new year.”
"You must take good care of yourself outside. Don't stay up late again.”
"Okay, you and Dad should take care of your health too…Don't worry about me. I'll be fine in a while.”
Six years ago, Zhang Fan, who was only 18 years old, had applied to Tianhai Media University's directing department despite his father's objections. This had infuriated his father greatly.
Ever since his third year of university, the ambitious Zhang Fan had registered his Shenxiu Film and Television Company with his friends.
He had filmed two web dramas in a row, thinking that it would be a hit.
However, reality gave him a head-on blow.
Due to certain reasons, not to mention the fire, even the cost of production had not been recovered.
Not only did Zhang Fan spend all of his family's savings, but his business partner also had a huge argument with him before withdrawing his investment and running away.
Now, Zhang Fan had once again recovered from his previous failures. He had adjusted his mental state and decided to go all out to film a low-budget movie.
Filming was Zhang Fan's dream.
If he didn't give it his all, he would have wasted his life.
……
Zhang Fan was 1.86 meters tall. He had a well-proportioned figure, and was very young. He had yellow skin, black eyes, and a straight nose. His willow-like eyebrows made his eyes look deep and lively. His lips were clearly defined, and his sharp lips gave off a handsome yet gentle feeling.
It was just that he had been staying up late to revise the script for the past few days and had not rested well. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked a little haggard.
Zhang Fan smiled at himself as he looked at the young man in the mirror.
Then, he dripped a few drops of eye drops into his eyes and rubbed them.
Zhang Fan also felt a slight headache, but he didn't mind.
After washing his face, Zhang Fan left the bathroom and turned on his computer. He copied a document titled " Great Marshal Zhu Bajie " onto a USB drive. He then turned around and headed downstairs to drive to his office.
Zhang Fan had written this script himself. It was intended to be a low-budget comedy. From the first draft to the final draft, he had already revised it thirty-nine times. He had spent a lot of effort on it.
Now that the film industry was booming, the total box office sales for 2018 alone exceeded 60 billion!
There were countless high-quality movies that had been produced at a high box office, and there were also countless cases of low-budget movies that had been produced at a high budget that had been successful. Zhang Fan's plan was the latter.
He admitted that he was a little impatient before.
In order to invest, he gave up his persistence as a director.
This time, he calmed down and carefully polished the script. He carefully combed through the plot and drew the shots.
The most important thing was to be an investor himself.
He was only one step away from success.
Just as the car got on the road, her phone suddenly rang.
Zhang Fan glanced at the number and immediately picked up.
"Zhang Fan, Master Fan, you son of a b * tch! Why didn't you tell me that you didn't have enough money to sell your house? Do you still treat me as your brother?"
As soon as the call connected, an angry roar came from the other end of the phone.
Zhang Fan was stunned.
I treat you like a brother, so I don't want to drag you down!
What if…
"Old Bull, where did you get the news from?" He shook his head and said unhappily.”
"Little Peach told me."
"F * ck, this traitor. I'll fire her later!”
"Sure, sure. Peach is so pretty. You can fire her and make her…No, don't even think about changing the topic. Why are you selling the house?”
"Get lost! What does it have to do with you whether I sell the house or not? I'm going to do something big. Do you have the strength to help me? One of his friends had already died, and he still jumped in. This time, I'm planning to shoot a movie. I'll take selfies, direct, and act in it. If you don't want to die, get lost.”
"F * ck off. Little Peach told me that Liu Chao often orders people around in the production team, changing your script, and even pulling people into the production team. F * ck, you're the only one with a good temper who can tolerate it. If it were me, I would have kicked him long ago…Wait a minute, you said you wanted to shoot a big movie, and you even took selfies, directed, and acted in it yourself?!!”
The voice on the other end was shocked.
"What else?"
"Hahaha, sure, sure. This is very smooth. If it were up to me, you should have been shooting a movie a long time ago. You shouldn't have listened to that grandson Liu Chao shoot web dramas back then. What future can you have by shooting trash web dramas? You're a genius in our school. When your two web dramas were released, Professor Wang and the others were about to die of anger.”
Zhang Fan sighed.
"Alright, alright, I said, you can't be serious, right? I heard that your production team is preparing to shoot Xuanyuan 2…"
"Filming my ass, I quit.”
"Are you crazy? Xuanyuan One's box office earnings broke 2.5 billion today. You have a bright future as a cameraman, and you're saying that you're quitting?!”
"Nonsense, I'm just the third cameraman. Moreover, what was the use of having good skills? It still depended on one's qualifications. The director, assistant director, and stage supervisor are f * cking seducing girls every day. I'm annoyed by it. Who doesn't f * cking have a father and a mother…Alright, I'm going to get on the plane.”
Zhang Fan felt a hint of warmth in his heart after hanging up the phone.
He knew.
He couldn't persuade this guy.
Zhang Fan and Old Bull's name was Niu Chen. They had met several years ago when they had a fight over barbecue.
The two of them acted bravely and chased after the two streets where the bag was snatched.
They met after a drink.
This guy had served in a secret military unit in the past, and his hobby was photography. After he retired, his family had used their connections to get him to join Huanyu Pictures and become the third cameraman of Mythology Universe. Zhang Fan was so envious of him.
In Niu Chen's words, other than not being able to share their wives, they did not care about anything else.
One word, iron!
……
They exited the underground parking lot.
Zhang Fan saw a huge poster of the most popular movie, Xuanyuan, on the wall of the shopping mall.
The poster was dark in color, and the background was a scorched land of blood and fire. The only bright color in the middle was Wu Feifan's handsome and cold face, dressed in black armor and holding a golden sword. On both sides of the poster were calligraphy-Xuanyuan!
This blockbuster was directed by the famous director, Zhang Yi. It had only been released for less than a month, but the box office sales had already exceeded 2.5 billion, and it was expected to reach 4 billion. It added a mythical hero to Huanyu's " Huanyu Mythological Universe ". The cold and solemn image of Emperor Huang Xuanyuan also successfully transformed Wu Feifan into a capable person, and he was recognized by many movie fans. The domestic box office sales had even crushed the new hero film " The Flash 2 " from the American superman universe.
"2.5 billion."
A hint of envy flashed across Zhang Fan's eyes. He smiled at the sunlight as he clenched his fists.
As long as he persevered, he would definitely succeed. Then, he would make such a blockbuster movie and leave a name in the history of movies.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew over. Zhang Fan felt a splitting headache as he felt extreme pain in the depths of his mind. His vision went black as he fell to the ground.
In the depths of his mind, a cold and emotionless voice rang out.
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