Chapter 36 Director, I have a group of clear-headed but foolish college students here.
Chapter 36 Director, I have a group of clear-headed but foolish college students here.
Let's go back a few days.
The two groups argued without reaching a conclusion, but Chen Che himself felt that things were starting to look promising.
Chen Che left the school without stopping, taking a bus, then the subway, and then a public bicycle – a true triathlon for modern urban youth.
Upon entering the gate, Chen Che realized why his memory was so hazy. The street still had an ancient costume and chivalrous atmosphere, with a tea stall at the intersection. Across the street, it became a small Western-style building in the style of the Republic of China. And across another street, there were buildings of a different style.
There happened to be several film crews shooting, so during a break, I went up to them and asked if the director needed any extras.
The afternoon passed just like that.
The result was far from optimistic.
After all, they had to consider the number of students in the class, which was either too many or too few. Moreover, the director knew the group leaders, and some of them politely said they didn't need it, while others simply told them to go away and not to come near and cause trouble.
However, it wasn't entirely fruitless; at least I got a sense of the market rate here, which is around 100 yuan per person per day.
Chen Che wandered around for a while, but didn't find a suitable film crew until dark.
Chen Che originally wanted to go back to his dormitory to sleep, but when he thought about the 365-mile round trip, he decided against it. Hotels and motels were a bit expensive, so he decided to find an internet cafe nearby, rent a computer, and sleep there for the night.
The next morning, I woke up with a sore back. When I was playing games in the internet cafe, I didn't feel anything. But when I really wanted to rest, I could feel what it meant to be noisy, crowded, and smelly all the time.
People really can't even empathize with themselves from last night.
Chen Che, who had been sleeping on a chair all night and was suffering from a sore back and aching neck, found a breakfast shop and was eating breakfast while rubbing his neck when he received a call from his elderly mother.
"Hey, Xiao Che, what are you doing?"
"Eating breakfast? What's up?"
"Oh, it's nothing really. I just received a text message saying you were arrested for soliciting prostitution and that I need to transfer 20 yuan to the account they sent me for emergency relief," the old mother said calmly.
"Pfft, cough cough cough." Upon hearing this, Chen Che choked on his soy milk.
"Mom, you can't believe this." Chen Che said, speechless.
"Of course I didn't believe it, but you're all grown up now, and you're all alone out there. It's hard to say what might happen if it comes true in the future."
"..."
The rest is just routine care: go to bed early, get up early, don't skip breakfast, take good care of yourself while you're away, get along well with your classmates, and if you're in a relationship, you can apply for extra funding...
"Mom, don't worry, I'm definitely maintaining a healthy lifestyle and studying hard." Chen Che calmly continued rubbing his neck until a soft crack came from his joints.
Before he knew it, it was afternoon. Chen Che ran into a film crew shooting a war movie on the Republican-era street. They were filming a scene of students marching in the street.
A middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap and sporting a stubble is looking at the footage that has just been captured on camera with a dissatisfied expression.
It's not that the acting was bad. Although they are extras, they are still paid to do their jobs, and their lines and expressions were generally fine.
It just feels like something's missing... like the kind of naive, hot-blooded idiot who's never been out in the real world. But for these extras, they're practically worldly-wise; work is just work.
At that moment, a young man who looked quite young approached him and said mysteriously, "Director, I have a group of innocent but foolish college students here. Are you interested?"
The assistant was about to shoo him away, but he stopped him after a moment's thought, and laughed, "How clear-headed? How foolish?"
"They're all like me, about 29 people in total." Chen Che pointed to himself, opened his clean and clear eyes, looking so innocent that he seemed to want to donate two doses of blood himself.
The director counted on his fingers and found that 30 people in the foreground facing the camera were enough, and adding a few more people in the background would be just about right.
Give me a price.
"Hey," Chen Che waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned, and said, "It's just college students doing some practical work. We're not making any money. It's a friendly price, only 120 each."
"Oh," the director was obviously not stupid. The average price here is only one hundred, while his assistant was hired for 3000 a month without weekends off. Migrant workers can only dream of earning 3000, but college students can easily find jobs for 3000. This kid said it was a friendly price, but when he reached out, he didn't ask for less at all.
The director began to seriously doubt the extent of this college student's naiveté and idiocy.
"Can't you handle 100 each? Don't accuse me of ripping you off, it's the market price." The director held up one finger.
"Can you hire a car and provide meals?" Although he didn't mind the price, Chen Che didn't immediately agree.
"Is it far?"
Chen Che took out his phone and gave the director directions to the location. The destination was indeed a university, neither too close nor too far away.
The director thought for a moment: "Charter a car and provide lunch."
"Alright, what's your name?"
"Just call me Director Mao," Director Mao said, pointing to the side. "You can contact my assistant for specific matters."
"Okay, okay," Chen Che said with a smile.
After the discussion, Chen Che couldn't leave immediately. Director Mao gave some instructions on what to do and what preparations to make in advance.
By the time he was able to walk, it was truly a race against time. Chen Che sped along, finally catching the last subway around 10 a.m.
There weren't many people left on the bus, so Chen Che sat down in the seat on the far side and leaned against the railing to doze off for a while.
Across from me sat a couple, their heads resting together with their eyes closed, their soft snores mingling with the rumble of the subway. A stroller was between them, and they were gripping the handles tightly.
Sitting at the other end was a young woman with full makeup. She sighed, rubbed her dry eyes, took out her makeup mirror, applied lipstick, and touched up her makeup before heading off to the next banquet, feeling utterly exhausted.
I just don't know if the wine is good or the banquet is good.
Chen Che only had time to reply to Chen Sui's message after he woke up.
Actually, he saw it yesterday, but since things hadn't been settled yet, he didn't know what to say.
Now, Chen Che is more confident. Although they are not face to face, he still types with a smug and wicked smile.
"Class monitor, I have a plan that can bring our class's group activity back to life. Would you like to hear it?"
"what?"
"There's a filming location here, and a crew for a historical war film needs extras. I've got the deal sorted out. What do you think?"
"This... is great! /Thumbs up /Thumbs up"
"Why don't you send out a notice in class, tag all the members, and let's see how it goes?"
"Go ahead and send it; you fought for it."
"Alright."
Chen Che thought for a moment, then started editing text on his phone. After thinking about it again, he deleted it all and typed a new paragraph.
"Dear classmates, thanks to the class monitor's efforts in contacting and communicating with others, we have finally secured an opportunity for our entire class to go to the film set together to participate in the shooting of a movie."
Please cast your vote as soon as possible. This is a rare opportunity, so please participate if you can and don't waste this hard-won chance...
He'd let Chen Sui take the credit, and he'd just quietly be the man behind a successful woman.
"@Fengqi, quickly tag all the members!"
The group chat suddenly exploded late at night, with everyone talking at once.
"Making a movie? You want me to be the lead? That's embarrassing. But I guess I'll reluctantly agree."
"Dream on, everyone's going. They'll probably just be extras."
"Being an extra is fine too, I've never tried it before, it sounds like a lot of fun."
"Vote, vote, vote now!"
Not long after, the voting results came out: 28 votes in favor and 1 vote against.
It seems that people are much more enthusiastic about making money than about spending it.
Chen Che chuckled.
"@Bai Mu, Youth League Branch Secretary, is there something you're worried about not coming?"
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