Huayu started from the pen spirit

March 15th, 2003, Beijing.

At 10 AM, before the smoke from the chimneys had dispersed, a cry of alarm came from a rented house in the alley.

"What is it? Really? Are you still drunk?"

In the messy rental house, a handsome uncle with long hair looked at a young man in surprise and said,

"Didn't we agree earlier that we would leave after getting the money?"

"What's wrong? Do you really think of yourself as a director?"

Looking at the questioning gaze of the handsome uncle in front of him, Zhang Mu felt extremely depressed.

"Do you think I want to?"

"You still have the cheek to blame me? You were the one who found President Chen!"

As soon as Zhang Mu said this, the handsome uncle's aura immediately fell. Then, he could not help but sit at the door and smoke.

As the smoke rose, the rented room fell into a dead silence.

……

Zhang Mu didn't know if he was muddled from sleep.

After the big drink last night, he seemed to have experienced half of another person's life.

In the dream, his name was Cao An. His family was well-off and had a smooth life since he was young. When he grew up, he successfully got into the directing department of the Beijing Film Academy.

It could be said that compared to the him in the dream, the current Zhang Mu was simply trash.

However, although the dream started with the Heavenly Tiger, the second half was a tragedy.

Although his background as a professional gave him an advantage in interviews with major film crews, he was only doing odd jobs and had no chance to practice at all.

Furthermore, he had accidentally encountered an unspoken rule. Naturally, he did not hesitate to stop it as he was young and impetuous.

As a result, he didn't even have to do odd jobs anymore.

Zhang Mu didn't think he had done anything wrong. After all, he had lost his job, but his conscience was still there.

However, a few days later, when he accidentally saw the girl and the director leaving the hotel with a smile, he immediately became depressed.

Perhaps this was fate!

From then on, nothing went well for him. It took him nearly 20 years in the industry to get to the position of assistant director.

Although he often taught girls how to swallow, the director's dream was long dead.

In the end, after a three-person game, he got too excited and woke up with a different person.

It had to be said that this dream was too real. It was so real that Zhang Mu did not know if Cao An had transmigrated into his body or if he had been reborn.

Oh right, he had learned the phrase 'transmigration and rebirth' in his dreams.

……

A series of violent coughs pulled Zhang Mu back to reality.

Looking at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him, Zhang Mu finally came back to his senses. He still had a mess at home.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mu could not help but feel a headache.

Unlike the life in his dream, he was now a Hengdian Group Leader.

Because his hometown was in Hengdian, he could be said to have watched Hengdian build from scratch. He had been there many times during the holidays.

He had seen countless film crews of all sizes, and he had also acted as an extra countless times.

Later on, because he really did not have the talent to study, he simply returned to the film studio to mingle around. That was how he managed to get the position of group leader at a young age.

That was how they met the photographer, Jiang Ping, who lived under the same roof as Zhang Mu.

Although Jiang Ping looked like a refined and artistic young man, he was actually an idiot old scumbag.

Usually, what he did the most was not filming, but relying on this appearance to hook up with people in the film studio.

Who knew how many delicate flowers this old fellow had ruined.

Not long ago, this old fellow met a coal boss, so he looked for him to prepare a film crew to coax investment.

Zhang Mu didn't want to be in cahoots with him at first, but…he had given too much.

Five hundred thousand!

He had never seen so much money in his life!

Of course, dreams didn't count.

Originally, Zhang Mu and Jiang Ping had already planned to split the money and leave after they got the one million yuan investment.

However, she did not expect that although Sponsor Daddy was an amateur, he was not stupid.

He actually called two bodyguards from the mine to follow them all day long. This made the two of them feel a little numb.

After a long silence, Zhang Mu finally gritted his teeth and said,"Shoot!"

Wasn't it just shouting "cut"? Who didn't know how to do it!

After saying that, Zhang Mu looked at Jiang Ping's indecisive look and immediately said unhappily,

"What are you thinking about? You've already used the money. Do you still have a way out?"

As soon as he said this, Jiang Ping's expression immediately collapsed.

If he didn't owe a lot of gambling debts, he wouldn't have taken the risk.

However, he didn't expect that even though he had paid off his gambling debt, he had provoked an even more ruthless character.

Thinking of this, Old Jiang suddenly had no choice but to give the front door a hard slap.

Zhang Mu didn't say anything when he saw Old Jiang's behavior. After all, he wasn't doing any better.

After getting the money, he went to the bar to have fun for a while. Then, he transferred 100,000 yuan to his father. He didn't dare to transfer more, afraid that he would scare him.

After collecting the remaining funds of the two, Zhang Mu could not help but calculate in his heart.

"780,000? It's enough to save a little."

At the thought of this, his anxious heart finally calmed down.

After all, if the memories in the dream were real, Ning Hao would only have spent 500,000 yuan on 'Green Grassland' next year.

……

After making up his mind, Jiang Ping rubbed his face and didn't think about anything else.

Although his professional skills were not good, he was still an insider, so he immediately perked up and discussed with Zhang Mu.

"Alright, in that case…let's really do it."

"But what about the script? Don't tell me you're really going to use the original 'The Struggle History of the School Belle?'"

Although Jiang Ping had relied on that cliché story to trick his sugar daddy into throwing money at his little lover.

However, Jiang Ping knew in his heart that the story was really bad. It would probably be terrible when it was filmed. At that time, he might not be able to fool the financial backer.

However, as soon as Jiang Ping finished speaking, an idea suddenly appeared in Zhang Mu's mind.

So he picked up the original script, crossed out the original name, and then wrote two big words one stroke at a time.

"Pen Spirit?"

When he saw these two words, Jiang Ping was instantly confused.

However, before he could ask, he saw Zhang Mu deleting and modifying the original script.

After a long time, when Zhang Mu finally finished modifying the original story outline, Jiang Ping, who had been watching from the side, couldn't help but shiver.

"You…Can you pass the trial?" he asked with some hesitation.

After all, the script had already been filed with the SARFT, and Long Biao had already been bought. If there were too many changes, it would be very easy for it to not pass the review, not to mention that there were still some strange things in Zhang Mu's new book.

Seeing his expression, Zhang Mu did not panic at all and said with a smile,

"Is there a school belle?"

"Uh…yes!"

"Is the school belle working hard?"

"(⊙o⊙)…It should be!"

"Then it's settled!"

Looking at Jiang Ping's blank expression, Zhang Mu could only sigh helplessly and continue to explain,

"Old Jiang, you have to be clear about your priorities! This movie isn't for the public to see. As long as President Chen is satisfied, it doesn't matter if it passes the review! Do you understand?"

Zhang Mu still remembered President Chen's words at the wine table. It didn't matter if he made money or not. As long as he could make his godsister famous, anything was fine.

As for Zhang Mu, he didn't even think about making a fortune by making movies. Even though Moe's "Hero" had pulled the box office to 250 million yuan last year, that was just an exception.

In previous years, the box office sales of seven to eight million yuan could be in the top ten. Other than the Shanxi coal mine owner, not many rich people invested money in the movie.

From this point of view, the coal bosses were indeed of great merit.

Moreover, if they couldn't pass this hurdle, their future plans would be in vain. After all, there were many black coal mines in Shanxi. It was too easy to hide one or two people.

Hearing Zhang Mu's words, Jiang Ping immediately patted his forehead in realization. Then, he looked at Zhang Mu with admiration and said,

"Brother, you're the most reliable! Alright, I'll listen to you!"

After saying that, he decisively stood up and went to make arrangements.

Looking at Jiang Ping's back as he left, Zhang Mu sighed helplessly again.

It was all Old Jiang's fault!

If he had not mistaken Wild Wolf for a husky, he would not be in such a sorry state.

Now, he could only hope that the film and television industry would not be too bad and that those pirates would not starve to death.

After all, Zhang Mu was counting on them to "distribute" the movie nationwide.

……

The next morning, Zhang Mu brought the revised script to Beijing Film Academy. Of course, there was still a mute bodyguard following behind him.

After fusing with Cao An's memories, he could not figure out what had happened that night. However, he was too lazy to dwell on it. In any case, he did not suffer any losses.

After completely digesting the new memories, Cao An's memories of studying at the Beijing Film Academy had benefited him greatly.

If he remembered correctly, the famous fairy sister in his memory was currently in class.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mu could not help but swallow his saliva.

Coincidentally, he still lacked a female lead. Hehe, isn't this a coincidence?

After taking out the relevant documents, as Zhang Mu had expected, he soon saw the class teacher of Beijing Film Academy's Grade 02 performance department, Wang Jinsong.

Although this was the first time the two of them had met, after obtaining Cao An's memories, Zhang Mu could be said to know Wang Jinsong's resume like the back of his hand.

In the movie "Who Said I Don't Care" that was released the year before last, he played the role of the lunatic slingshot player.

Pulling a woman's pants and pulling out a rubber band just to flick someone else's window…Hmm, this idea was very good!

After looking at the Longbiao and SARFT's documents, although Wang Jinsong was not optimistic about Zhang Mu's unknown small production team, he still received him with good words.

It couldn't be helped. After all, there were only about 80 movies released in the country in a year.

There were more monks than meat, so it was good enough to have a show.

However, when Zhang Mu said his name, Wang Jinsong frowned and shook his head helplessly.

"Liu Yifei just joined the production team of 'Demigods and Semi-Devils' not long ago. Director Zhang, if you're in a hurry, I can give you a call and ask around."

After hearing what he said, Zhang Mu recalled that he had heard someone mention this matter in his memory, so he immediately understood that his family had no chance this time.

After all, no matter how optimistic he was about the Willow Immortal, he could not stop work and wait for her.

"Mr. Wang, is there a new student named Zhang Jiani in your class this year?" He asked after a moment of recollection.

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