" My Own Swordsman " was the product of everyone's hard work. It was the first time in their lives that they had done something so interesting and meaningful.
As participants, these students naturally hoped that their hard-earned work would become famous.
But…
The price of 5000 yuan was a splash of cold water on everyone.
Feng, who was only ten years old, looked at his brothers and sisters 'expressions and did not understand what was going on." 5000 yuan is a lot. It's a lot of money after selling it, right?”
He was just a child.
Forget about 5000 yuan, even 50 yuan was a huge sum for a child in this era.
Which child from an ordinary family would usually come into contact with a 50-yuan bill?
"Go, go, go. Children shouldn't get involved.”
The power pushed Sister Zifeng away in disgust.
Sister Zifeng blinked her eyes and wanted to cry.
"Alright, what are you talking about Zifeng for? She's still young.”
Su Ye hugged Zifeng in his arms and let her sit on his knees. After making the little girl happy, he turned around and said to the power-freak and the students of Class One,
"Don't worry, everyone. Continue filming in peace. I know what to do.”
On the way back, Ian already had a plan in mind.
Fortunately.
It was now 1997, not 1990.
If it had been a few years earlier, even if it was just two years earlier, Ian might have had no choice but to sell it to Central TV for 500 RMB per episode, let alone 5000 RMB.
Before 1995, there were not many television stations in the country.
Central TV was the absolute king!
But…
With the people's great demand for material and spiritual life, the state-owned system of the domestic film and television industry was undergoing changes. By 1997, it was no longer the era where a few Central TV stations completely controlled all the television channels.
Among the provincial stations, Mango TV, Shanghai Tomato TV, Jiangsu and Zhejiang TV, and other outstanding provincial TV stations stood out.
There were also a large number of satellite channels.
For example, the " Great Qing " that was broadcasted in the first half of the year was not broadcasted by Central TV, but on Mango Financial TV. Wasn't it still popular all over the country?
Without you, Butcher Zhang, do you really think others will have to eat pigs with fur?
In the capital, the power of the capital circle was indeed huge.
At the very least, with Big Boss Wang's current reputation, it would be relatively easy for him to stop a pure newcomer like Ian.
But…
In the entire country, your reputation as a big shot in the Beijing circle would not be useful!
Ian temporarily handed over the work on the set to the students of the class of '96 acting class. He let them be responsible for maintaining the operations of the production team. He took the sample film alone and took the train to Hunan Province.
The first stop was naturally Mango TV in Hunan Province.
……
"Beep-toot-"
With the sound of the train horn, the dense crowd on the platform suddenly became even more congested. Everyone picked up their bags and eagerly watched the train gradually slow down.
Ian only brought a small duffle bag with a set of clothes and samples. He could not help but sigh as he watched the green train slowly approaching.
Everything was fine after transmigrating, but…
Technology was too underdeveloped!
It was fine if he didn't have a computer or a mobile phone. After all, other than a mobile phone, everyone relied on the phone to communicate. It wasn't too troublesome after getting used to it.
On the contrary, he felt relaxed as if he had his own life.
The fear of modern people being dominated by mobile phones did not exist in this era.
However…
Without the high-speed rail, it was really a bit life-threatening to go out and take the green train.
Ian was already used to the convenience of taking the high-speed rail from Beijing to Hangzhou in six hours. When he arrived at the train station and saw the famous green-skinned train that only existed in old movies, even he felt a little scared.
This trip to Xiang Province would take a full 38 hours by train!
Ian looked at the platform and the train carriages that were filled with people, especially when almost everyone was carrying big and small bags. He suddenly felt suffocated…
As expected, as soon as they arrived at the train station, they could deeply understand that our country really had a lot of people!
Of course, there were planes nowadays.
But nowadays, plane tickets were also equivalent to two words: It was expensive!
"My Own Swordsman" was still being filmed. All of Ian's funds had to be used to maintain the production team. Of course, he couldn't bear to spend money to take a flight. He could only bite the bullet and squeeze into the green train.
What was worse was…
Because it was a holiday, and he had bought the ticket at the last minute, he could not buy a berth at all. In this day and age, a berth was worth a plane ticket.
There were only hard seats!
Sigh…
Ian sighed silently.
It was also unexpected.
The originally good life of a salted fish had turned into a life of struggle because of a small episode...
"I'll remember this debt!"
Ian revealed a rare hint of killing intent.
To be honest…
Ian wasn't even this angry when he beat up Deputy Dean Qin previously.
However, this time, he was forced by the Beijing circle to take the green train to Hunan Province. This made Ian, for the first time in his life, kill a small group.
It was time to let these people understand how foolish it was to provoke a transmigrator!
And…
When he had money, he would definitely invest in the construction of the country's infrastructure!
At least.
It would be good if the high-speed rail was born a few years earlier!
Ian was full of resentment as he boarded the journey to Hunan Province in the crowded crowd…
"Melon seeds, peanuts, and mineral water. Comrade, come and take your feet.”
The auntie was pushing a small metal cart with a variety of snacks on it as she walked through the aisle.
Ian raised his eyelids and glanced at the things on the shelves. He had no appetite at all.
At this moment.
It had been eight hours since Ian got on the train. The train was still moving slowly. It was still within the boundaries of Beihe Province. There were still 30 hours to go before their destination.
However, Ian's back was already starting to hurt…
Moreover…
Compared to the young and beautiful high-speed rail attendants in the future.
In this era, there were more flight attendants. Ian didn't even have the courage to take a few more glances.
"Psst!"
The train puffed out white smoke and slowly stopped at a platform.
The originally crowded carriage was instantly filled with people.
The people who got off and the people who got on were stuck in the small space of the car. The air was filled with the smell of sweat...
Ian leaned against the car window and looked at the platform outside in boredom.
There was nothing to see.
The cement platform, the railway tracks, and the crowd.
At that moment, a gust of wind suddenly brought a fragrance to the seat opposite Ian…
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