Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

In fact, isn't that what they are doing now?

To mobilize a crew, from framing to shooting, from editing to soundtrack... The program group "Entertainment Intern" has given too much, tens of thousands of credit points to make a 40-minute short film, and everyone will laugh at it. Losing a big tooth, you must know that the cost of shooting a film of this size is ten times or even dozens of times outside.

When He Jiayi reacted, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

This is an afterthought of awe.

Outsiders may think that "Entertainment Intern" can also recover costs by means of advertising investment, copyright sales, etc., but these interns who are personally involved in the program know that the program team has left the copyright to the main creative team for free. There is no benefit, but each round of resources is more abundant than the previous round. Not to mention the sale, it is almost free, giving them the opportunity to practice their skills.

Among them, directors like Qu Nan have benefited the most.

He Jiayi was suddenly a little sad. She seemed to have seen one or a group of elderly people through this program group. They were old and tired, but they still wanted to pass on the best and most important things to the children. To come up with such an exercise method, to guide step by step, to pay equal attention to encouragement and criticism, all of which are only to seize a glimpse of the possibility of development, and for a future of high-quality entertainment.

But... as children, how many of these interns can really appreciate this painstaking effort?

Or, how many people can maintain their original intentions after gaining popularity and getting a job offer?

Realizing this, He Jiayi felt heavy in his heart.

She can honestly say that she has been promoted all the way to the fifth round. It's one aspect that the previous offers were unattractive, and the other aspect is that she wants to try how long she can go. But this is so, if the next round of Canhua Entertainment or some important director gives a contract, she knows that she has an 80% chance of being tempted.

After all, being a human being will be tacky.

Tacky, so short-sighted, so eager for quick success.

Because reality has proven one thing countless times: idealists will die miserably.

So in order to survive, everyone has to be cheesy.

But, is it really so?

Just like Yuan Xiao, like Qin Jue, they took advantage of the rules without hesitation in the last round, and performed and filmed such a wonderful "Furnace". Better opportunities for further study?

Who says idealists can't get things done?

Isn't it obvious how clear the show team's attitude is?

It was like an old man patted the shoulders of his children and grandchildren, looked at him with a mixture of gratification and encouragement, and said with a smile, "You can be good! The rest, we half-burrowed guys will take care of you!"

He Jiayi's eyes suddenly became wet. At this moment, Qu Nan announced the intermission. Chen Danqing and Qin Jue slowly descended from the air while hanging Weiya. The entire crew suddenly relaxed like a tensed giant, exhausted, but also full.

She smiled and walked over in three or two steps. Qu Nan thought that she had any questions about the script that she needed to discuss, and before Khan had time to wipe it, she hurriedly turned her head.

But what He Jiayi didn't want to say was:

"Director Qu, if I'm still in the next round of grouping, and if you can still choose someone, you must bring me one!"

Her eyes sparkled.

……

It has been three days since the live broadcast of "Thousand Colors" without plugging in. At the end of June, Qin Jue, who had left the show ahead of schedule, sat on the sofa with hot tea, while Qiao Yu and Zhang Ming were busy with each other, as if they were preparing to go out. .

"I said..." Qin Jue looked at the two busy figures, a little helpless and a little funny, "It's just a location, isn't it?"

"Brother Qin, don't underestimate the countryside, there are a lot of snakes, worms, mice and ants!" Zhang Ming said, "I know you're not afraid of scratches, but it won't hurt if you're allergic."

"Well, I don't know what it looks like in terms of diet. Weiya and blasting are already very dangerous. It's not good to be hungry." Qiao Yu also frowned lightly.

"..." Qin Jue looked up at the sky silently, "Okay."

She now has a strong illusion that the half-hundred-year-old is being picked up by the younger generation and is going to be hospitalized.

Fortunately, Masako Limu, who was taking care of the little fox, would not come over until Qin Jue and Zhang Ming left. Otherwise, Qin Jue would not be able to endure the multiplied concern when the three of them were together, and she would feel like she was half-cut to the ground.

"Okay, Brother Qin, I'll rush over with my suitcase and air box first!"

Zhang Ming is smart and considerate as always. Qin Jue will soon go to that place where birds don't shit. They must have a lot to say. It's more disturbing to stay here, so why don't you take your luggage and leave first.

Qin Jue laughed, nodded, and said, "If you have time tonight, go to the Qinke Experience Center to get an outdoor WiFi with more traffic."

This child was admitted to the school, and he took the way of online classes. Don't delay the preparation because the signal is not good.

Zhang Ming scratched his head and said happily, "Well!"

When he left with his luggage, Qiao Yu, who was still squatting on the ground to organize things, pursed his lips and smiled. In his hand, he found something similar to a mobile phone case the size of a palm. It was the outdoor WiFi that Qin Jue mentioned.

Qin Jue almost laughed out loud: "You..."

Qiao Yu smiled slyly, picked up the layer of self-heating food on the surface of the small suitcase, and saw a cold white light flashing under the light, which turned out to be a row of ice knives of different sizes and shapes.

"Yo."

Qin Jue was so excited, he put down the teacup and walked over.

"Safety is the most important thing." Qiao Yu's voice was soft, but what she said seemed terrifying, "Sister is taking self-defense."

If there are outsiders here, I'm afraid she will get goosebumps all over by her words. Also "safety matters"? Safety is the most important thing, shouldn't you bring some armor, really attacking is the best defense?

"Understood me." Qin Jue's next words fully demonstrated that she and the little fox did not go into the same family as a family. "This is a must for going to the countryside."

Four Corners Fangzheng brought a small metal-reinforced suitcase. After removing the insignificant things outside, the bottom was full of "outdoor self-defense supplies" prepared by Qiao Yu.

This specification, how can I say it... It's enough for a temporary killing and throwing a corpse.

Qin Jue was playing with an ice blade that was only slightly longer than the palm of his hand. This thing was light and thin, with sharp edges. It was stored in a portable ice box. There were ten ice blades in total. It’s also good to come to cool down.”

I don't know what the little fox made up for these days in combination with the apocalyptic events that Sen Ran said in bits and pieces, but looking at it like this, it was a good acceptance of Qin Jue's murder without blinking an eye.

"I was scarier than this before." The ice blade flew back and forth between Qin Jue's fingers, she smiled briefly, and turned to look at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu softened her eyebrows: "So the psychological pressure is also greater."

Although "Empty Tablet" made her uncomfortable at that time, what was even more uncomfortable was Qin Jue, who was always vigilant against outsiders with thorns when she was just reborn, for fear of hurting others.

My sister is bright red, powerful, warm, and gentle, but few people know that there is a mass of deep black that can't be melted under such warm red, but she hides it so well that everyone thinks she has Getting better.

The ice blade, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, stopped between Qin Jue's fingers.

"What are you implying?" She looked at Qiao Yu and asked softly.

Qiao Yu gently hugged her arm holding the knife, her body trembled from the ice, but she still leaned her head against Qin Jue's shoulder and rubbed it.

The long, supple hair was soft and fluffy, like a small furry animal, Qin Jue's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

She is more afraid of hurting her closest people than anyone else.

"Isn't it...a bit overkill?" The little fox murmured, "The deputy team is busy again. Big sister has to endure it very hard in order to restrain her fierceness."

Qin Jue quietly listened to her speech without making a sound, but the color brought by his breath gave Qiao Yu enough answers.

It's true, since "Rain of the Day" was completed, she has not touched it for four months, even in the play, like "The Furnace" and the current fighting scenes, they all tried their best to endure. Work harder.

Is it overkill...?

She knows what the little fox means, and also, in order to integrate into the harmonious society, Qin Jue forcibly pressed the part of herself that belongs to the end of the world into the depths of her consciousness, but eliminating the sadistic desire does not mean that she does not miss those who walked a tightrope on the edge of life and death. In those days, in more popular terms, the wild beasts in the mountains and forests became domesticated, can it not be uncomfortable by itself?

It's one thing to sigh and be grateful for today's happy days, but it's another thing to have those wild instincts carved into it.

"I heard from Zhang Ming that the place we're going to this time is close to a forest reserve." Qiao Yu smiled lightly, "Although it can't compare to the real wild, maybe it can give my sister a breath."

Qin Jue sighed, turned his hand and tucked the ice blade into his cuff, freeing up his hand to rub a little fox's head. The latter squinted and rubbed against her palm before standing up.

"Let me summarize your thoughts." She smiled, "As for those of us who straddle the apocalypse and the present, we still have to find a balance, and we can't be too extreme, too indulgent or too oppressive. I'm in a bad mood, what do you mean?"

Qiao Yu nodded and smiled.

Qin Jue looked away, stunned for two seconds, and sighed with emotion: "This is really something only you can say."

She and her dog are of the same virtue. If they were not concerned and fettered, they would disappear in the world in minutes; Sen Ran was born from artificial intelligence, and the way of thinking is different from ordinary people. Only the little fox, who has experienced the end of the world and left traces of his ability, has no specific memory, and is indeed living in the contemporary era, who has played a dual role, can look at the problem from this perspective.

"To adapt, to face, to integrate..." Qiao Yu's white and slender index finger drew two semicircles, "Maybe this will make you feel better."

Qin Jue put the ice blade that showed signs of melting back into the ice box, closed the opaque lid, and nodded slightly.

After a pause, she turned to look at Qiao Yu.

"You too."

... Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled a little: "Well, I'm working hard."

Suddenly awakened a terrifying ability, suddenly learned that he had lived in the end times, and suddenly met a family member who was extremely close in his soul but had no impression in reality... It is actually quite difficult to accept all this~www.wuxiamtl .com~ Whether Qiao Yu was raised in an orphanage since childhood, or the little fox in Qin Jue's heart, the torment of this role is very grueling and confusing.

The world doesn't revolve around Qin Jue, and not every close comrade-in-arms has to keep the way she thinks.

Whether Qiao Yu obeyed the closeness of her soul and instinct, or did she try her best to become the "little fox" Qin Jue needed out of anxiety and seeking shelter, she couldn't tell.

Qin Jue is adapting, and Qiao Yu is adapting too.

"take it easy."

Qin Jue reached out to her, "At least now we can be sure of one thing, you won't hurt me, and I won't hurt you either."

Qiao Yu looked down at that hand, nodded lightly, and pressed her palm to her palm.

"By the way." Qin Jue led the little girl back to the sofa, and one second before the fifth round of "Entertainment Intern" was broadcast and the voice live broadcast started, she said with a smile, "It was the one who took off the little fox. Filter, I still really like listening to you sing."

Qiao Yu's eyes blinked, and her fair little face suddenly turned red.

"Sister would say things like this to be sultry." She glared at Qin Jue annoyed, not like the gentle and obedient little fox in her memory, but more like Qiao Yu.

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