Yan Qingyu was very smart.
He knew that the other party had rushed him all the way from Jiangdong to Shanghai, and it was definitely not for the purpose of being shot.
The key point was the contract on the table.
At this time, you have to be calm and not be led by the other party.
Yan Qingyu unexpectedly chose the first path, not because he really wanted to die, but because he wanted to pay back the money and sell himself at a good price.
How could Chen Zikun not guess what he was doing, so he immediately said, "That's fine, I'll do as you wish."
With a wave of his hand, the muscular men on both sides dragged Yan Qingyu directly out of the door.
There were several handsome young men standing in the corridor, waiting eagerly for the interview.
They all looked at the man who was dragged out with puzzled and pitiful eyes.
Unlucky guy.
Yan Qingyu immediately regretted it.
It seemed that he was not the only candidate, but he was still unwilling to give in.
He wanted to give it a last try.
He didn't scream until he was pushed to the ground and the sound of a pistol hammer being cocked was heard behind his head.
Spare your life.
"Hero, boss, brother, don't shoot, I'll sign.
I'm willing to sign the contract, okay?"
Yan Qingyu was pulled back and pressed on the seat in front of Chen Zikun.
He picked up the thin contract and studied it carefully.
He read it over and over three times and said curiously: "That's wrong, why was the remuneration not mentioned?"
Chen Zikun sneered and said: "You are a death row prisoner and you still want a reward.
Not killing you is the best reward.
Why, you don't want anyone to come."
"Wait, wait, let me think about it again."
Yan Qingyu pressed his hand on his forehead, seeming to be thinking hard.
Thirty seconds later, he finally said: "Okay, I'll help a friend.
I won't take any money.
Name Where to sign?”
Chen Zikun pointed to the blank space at the end of the contract.
Yan Qingyu picked up the brush and wrote down his name neatly.
Don't look at his carelessness, the writing in regular characters was not bad.
Chen Zikun accepted the contract and said, "Here, take off his shackles and take him down for custody."
Yan Qingyu finally took off the shackles, his hands and feet suddenly became much lighter, and his eyes began to wander around.
Chen Zikun was not worried about him escaping at all, because it was Yan Jinan who came to take him down.
"Second brother, why is it you?"
Yan Qingyu was surprised to see his cousin wearing a military uniform.
Yan Jinan took his cousin out with a straight face and whispered: "Brother, I know you are very agile and no one can catch you.
You must not run away.
If I lose you, I will have to Got shot."
Yan Qingyu was discouraged.
He didn't care about others.
He had grown up with this younger brother, but he couldn't bear to see him shot.
But after a while, his mind turned around and whispered: "Second brother, a good man should not be a soldier.
If you don't have nails, what's the use of you in this two-and-a-half-foot suit?
If you take a chance and run away with me, you'll shoot me."
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Yan Jinan said: "Brother, why are you running away?
It's a good thing for people to find you.
You can make movies and become a star.
Besides, Chairman Chen is your brother-in-law."
Yan Qingyu curled his lips: "I don't care what kind of celebrity you are.
If everyone remembers my face, what the hell do you mean by my brother-in-law?"
"Yeah, it's not like you don't know that you are my aunt's child, and you have an older sister outside."
Yan Qingyu was shocked.
She lowered her head and thought for a long time, then finally raised her head and said, "Not to mention my brother-in-law, even my mother-in-law can't hire workers without paying them."
Having said that, he still settled in the dormitory near the studio.
Every day, a large number of young women came to apply for actors.
Yan Qingyu watched with interest on the balcony all day long, muttering from time to time: "This one can only be up to three people."
Points, no more, um, this one can be five points for me, this one can be at least eight points."
Two days later, Xia Xiaoqing and others took the opportunity to arrive in Shanghai, and rushed to visit her younger brother anxiously.
Yan Qingyu was still giving scores on the balcony, "This eldest sister is not bad at all, she can score seven points, but she is too tall.
Hey, isn't that so?"
Who?"
Xia Xiaoqing stomped upstairs and looked at Yan Qingyu with tears in her eyes.
Yan Qingyu was actually a little embarrassed.
He had no mother since he was a child and was raised by his uncle.
He was free and unrestrained.
Now he suddenly has a sister who has a compatriot.
This feeling is quite shocking.
Xia Xiaoqing rushed forward.
The onlookers at the scene thought that the two siblings were going to hug each other and cry, but they didn't know that Xia Xiaoqing slapped her with a big ear, and beat Yan Qingyu until she covered her face and screamed.
Unexpectedly, she kicked her to the ground.
Kick him hard.
"I told you to be a thief, I told you to fail, and I told you to bring disgrace to the Xia family."
After the beating, Xia Xiaoqing gasped from exhaustion, clapped her hands and threw a roll of paper on the ground: "The opportunity to reform is right in front of you.
It depends on whether you can leave."
After that, he walked away.
Yan Qingyu got up from the ground, tore a piece of paper from the roll of paper to plug his bleeding nostril, rubbed the sore area and hissed in air.
Yan Jinan was dumbfounded and said: "Brother, your sister is really cruel.
Forget it, you better run away.
I will risk my life to help you."
Yan Qingyu saw Yan Qing, the prodigal son, who looked up on the scroll, glanced at it casually, and was immediately attracted.
"Brother, run away while there's no one around now.
I'll keep a lookout for you."
Yan Jinan said, looking left and right at the window.
"Who said running away is my only chance to change my ways.
You know you can't harm my brother."
Yan Qingyu read the script with relish, with a look of justice on his face.
Yan Jinan was dumbfounded again.
The first major drama of Purple Star Pictures, The Prodigal Yan Qing, has finally started shooting at the Shanghai Studio.
The male lead Yan Qing is played by Chen Zikun's brother-in-law Yan Qingyu.
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His acting skills are natural and do not require any guidance at all.
He blinks and frowns in a blink of an eye.
It's all part of the show, and his appearance is even more handsome.
He has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry face, and his face is like powder.
He wears a sky-blue soft bag and an embroidered red velvet ball on his hat.
He does somersaults so neatly that he doesn't need a substitute at all.
The indoor scenes were completed in the Shanghai studio, and the exterior scenes were shot in Jiangdong.
This is Chen Zikun's home field and has various advantages.
In order to film this debut film, Chairman Chen spent a lot of money, mobilizing a thousand police brigade officers and soldiers to put on costumes.
Pretending to be the imperial army of the Song Dynasty, he also recruited 500 former soldiers.
He once served as a bandit's subordinate in Daqing Mountain and pretended to be a hero from Liangshan.
The swords, guns, swords and halberds were all real, and the group fights were real.
This pomp and investment, let alone those film companies in Shanghai, could not be compared.
Well, even if it were placed in Hollywood, it would still be a big production with astronomical figures.
The only regret was that the heroine who played Li Shishi was not very good and could not express the temperament and essence of a famous prostitute in the Song Dynasty.
Chen Zikun thought about it and decided to let Jian Bing take the role.
Jian Bing is a girl's school girl in Shanghai.
This job is similar to that of Li Shishi.
It means playing oneself.
There is no difficulty in it.
Naturally, he is very familiar with it.
But another problem arises.
Song Huizong and Li Shishi have quite passionate scenes.
Who should let him play?
It's not suitable for them to act, only Chairman Chen personally takes charge of the battle.
Three months later, Yan Qing, a big-budget ancient costume martial arts movie that cost a lot of money and was shot on location in Beijing, Shanghai, and Jiangdong, and used 1,500 extras, was finally released in Shanghai theaters.
The premiere was held at the Nanjing Grand Theater on Aidoya Road.
It has 1,500 audience seats, heating and cooling air conditioning, and luxurious decoration.
It is the first-class cinema in Shanghai.
Chen Zikun's family, together with Li Yaoting, Mu Yichen, etc., all came to the Nanjing Grand Theater to attend the premiere.
What was embarrassing was that the 1,500 seats were not filled.
It seemed that Li Yaoting had come to support the hundreds of viewers.
Yes, the atmosphere was deserted, not even a few tabloid reporters came.
"Isn't it advertised on the declaration?
How could this happen?"
Chen Zikun was very frustrated.
"Someone must be causing trouble."
Li Yaoting snorted coldly.
He guessed right.
In order to deal with the newly emerged Purple Star Pictures, other film companies in Shanghai joined forces to squeeze.
New films by Hu Die and Ruan Lingyu were released at the same time.
Among the choices of big stars and newcomers , the audience naturally chooses the star.
The premiere ended hastily, with Chen Zikun not even bothering to go on stage to speak.
All the lights in the theater went out, and the movie began to show.
The Prodigal Son Yan Qing adopted many unprecedented shooting techniques, such as large-scale extras, deep outdoor scenes, and the actors' true performances, which gave people a sense of brilliance.
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However, the entire screening process was completely silent, which made Chen Zikun think that the audience was As I fell asleep, I looked back and saw a pair of eyes looking attentively.
After the screening, there was still silence, and the audience was still deeply immersed in the historical atmosphere.
Li Yaoting stood up and clapped slowly and forcefully.
Countless spectators stood up and applauded for a long time.
The owner of the Nanjing Grand Theater also came and said that he had never seen such a good movie in his life, and begged to sell him the screening rights in Shanghai.
The Golden Cup and the Silver Cup were not as good as the audience's reputation.
It was spread by ten people and hundreds of people.
Within a few days, the whole Shanghai knew that there was a very good movie, The Prodigal Son Yan Qing, which was staged at the Nanjing Grand Theater.
Compared with it, other movies were scum.
The venue was packed, tickets were hard to come by, and the scalpers selling tickets at the entrance of the theater made a fortune.
Purple Star Pictures became an instant hit, beating other film companies to become the box office champion.
The film was copied into many copies and sent to Peking, Tianjin, Nanjing, and Hankou for screening.
Money poured in.
Not only could the investment be recouped, but also a huge profit could be made.
A week later, The Prodigal Son Yan Qing was released in the capital Nanjing.
This time the scene was completely different.
It was said that Mrs.
Chiang Kai-shek, Ms.
Meiling, was also coming to attend the ceremony.
There were a huge crowd of people in front of the cinema, balloons, banners, and colorful flags, and the atmosphere was quite warm.
A Mercedes car drove slowly, and reporters swarmed forward.
People with flashing spotlights were dazzled.
The car stopped in front of the red carpet.
The waiter opened the door and revealed Yan Qing, the head of Purple Star Pictures.
Yu got out of the car, his leather shoes were polished, his trousers were straight, he was wearing a well-pressed thin Verdine double-breasted suit, a purple tie, and his hair was combed from the middle, so shiny that even a fly could not stand.
Suddenly there was a scream, and a large number of girls broke through the security cordon with posters of the prodigal Yan Qing, and rushed up crying and shouting.
Yan Qingyu took out a Parker gold pen with a smile and signed autographs one by one for the girls.
The girls who got the signatures of their idols were all moved to tears and cried bitterly
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