"Why? Don't ask me how I feel about him. ”

"He's not going to let me down. ”

Listening to her daughter's cold voice, Gong Huilan shook her head slightly, this girl really understands.

"Today he played another tune, "The Sound of Silence", do you know this tune?"

"Now I know. ”

In the big villa of the Li family in Kyoto, Li Qiuxue, who was leaning on the backrest, couldn't help but show a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Cheng Ran still didn't disappoint her, how could such an excellent person really give up the piano.

"You kid. ”

Feeling the smile in Li Qiuxue's tone, Gong Huilan was a little helpless.

"I asked Cheng Ran for the score, and I'll send it to you later. ”

"Good. ”

Hung up the phone, Li Qiuxue replayed "To Alice" and looked out the window quietly.

……………

"Cheng Ran? ”

Cheng Ran moved a chair and sat at the door to enjoy the hard-won leisure, the fat man really went to pick up a few of his friends, Li Mengmeng and Gong Huilan also returned to the hotel, just as Cheng Ran was thinking about how he should deal with the past tomorrow, a courier ran over out of breath.

"How much?"

"Twenty-seven. ”

This is the courier he asked the courier in Kyoto to send it yesterday.

Cheng Ran still didn't dare to be careless about the things in his previous life, so he asked the courier over there to send an expedited to prevent his identity from being exposed due to negligence.

Closing the door, Cheng Ran sat on the sofa and rubbed his hands a little nervously, this was the first time he had faced something related to the original owner of this body.

"I don't know if it was sent by his friend or someone. ”

Looking at the folder-like express in front of him, Cheng Ran couldn't help but mutter.

Weigh the express weight in the folder is not light, it should be more than letters, and there are still mobile phones in this world, even if you write a letter, it will not be as thick as the Xinhua dictionary.

After hesitating for more than half an hour, Cheng Ran found a knife, carefully opened the heavy express, and took out dozens of photos and nearly ten pages of letters from it.

"Brother Cheng Ran, I am Xiaohua, thank you for the school you built for our village, my mother finally agreed to let me go to school under your persuasion, the village chief grandfather also publicized everywhere, many people in the nearby villages can come to school, I also met a lot of new friends, although there are not many teachers in the school now, but we are very serious about listening to the class..............."

"Last time you gave me your camera as a birthday gift, I really liked it, I often take pictures of some places you have been going to for a long time, I know that you like to see some mountain scenery, other friends know about it and scraped together some money, with the help of the teacher, I went to the town to print it out, and asked the village chief grandfather to help send the letter, I hope you can receive it. ”

Cheng Ran read the letters that had been carefully and repeatedly revised word by word, and some of the words should still be written with the help of the teacher in Xiaohua's mouth.

From Cheng Ran's point of view, this is just a simple thank you letter, this body has disappeared from the public's field of vision for five years in his previous life, and through this letter Cheng Ran knows where he went.

Four years ago, Cheng Ran walked alone to the Qinjia Village that Xiaohua said in the letter, where Cheng Ran spent four years, and did not return to Kyoto until the beginning of this year.

In those four years, Cheng Ran did only one thing.

Build a school.

During this period, Cheng Ran was arranged by the village chief to live temporarily in Xiaohua's house until last year, when Cheng Ran returned to Kyoto after the school was built.

Then Cheng Ran looked at the photos sent by Xiaohua, most of which were taken indiscriminately while standing on the mountain.

And because the photographer is not tall, the photo is not beautiful, and it was not until the end that Cheng Ran saw an independent photo of the girl.

This photo should have been taken by Xiaohua's troublesome school teacher, at least at the level of an adult.

Xiaohua is not tall, delicate, with dark skin and short hair, and is smiling implicitly, Cheng Ran knows that this thin girl who is only about one meter five tall is seventeen years old this year, and should be the same age as Li Mengmeng.

Because of the long-term malnutrition, the development of the florets was obviously unable to keep up, so Cheng Ran carefully put away the photos of the florets and looked at the photos below.

There is a photo of a brand-new teaching building, and Cheng Ran estimates that this is the school mentioned by Xiaohua.

The school is built on a hill with only one school building, and below it is a small playground with a few freshly planted saplings.

This is the school that Xiaohua repeatedly emphasized in her letter.

The last one is a group photo.

A strange group of children dressed in simple clothes can't stand neatly in simple clothes, behind them stood three young people, two men and one woman, and an old man in the middle, looking at the camera a little restrainedly, this should be the village chief and teacher that Xiaohua said.

"It's just a plain thank-you note..."

"It's just a plain thank-you note..."

"It's just a plain thank-you note..."

Cheng Ran sat on the sofa and muttered, according to the meaning of Xiaohua in the letter, it was really just sent to Cheng Ran to thank him for the school he built for Qinjia Village.

Appreciated.

That's all.

Cheng Ran can leave it alone, he has no obligation to take care of it, Xiaohua didn't ask him to continue to help, and it was already very satisfying to have a school of his own Xiaohua and the children in her village.

Cheng Ran could have put down the letter and throw it in an unknown corner at will, allowing time to erase the traces.

After all, he is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect himself.

But I can't help but touch the bank card in the pocket of my jacket.

……………

"Ahh

Just when Cheng Ran's mind was confused and he didn't know how to deal with this matter, Zhang Qiang's voice came from outside the door.

Cheng Ran hurriedly put away the photos and letters, opened the door casually and pulled up the roller shutter door.

There were three people standing outside the door.

Zhang Qiang walked in with Liu Xiangyang and Chen Bing, who were a little restrained, and introduced Cheng Ran.

"Ah Ran, this is what I mentioned to you before, Liu Xiangyang photographer, Chen Bing post-production editor. ”

"Mouse, Ah Bing, this is Cheng Ran, "This Man is from Earth" is a script written by Ah Ran, part-time director and starring. ”

"Hello, Director Cheng. ”

"Hello, Director Cheng. ”

Looking at the man in front of him who was slightly younger than himself, Liu Xiangyang and Chen Bing greeted Cheng Ran with a little restraint.

The two of them probably knew a little about Cheng Ran's things on the Internet, and along the way, Zhang Fatzi kept adding fuel and vinegar to the things about Cheng Ran and Li Qiuxue, and he couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

"Alright, you're welcome, make this your home. ”

Cheng Ran instructed a few people to sit down, poured a glass of water for each of them, and asked them about their requirements for making a movie.

The first is the salary of the two!

The most important thing, if they come up, they will ask for thirty or fifty thousand, which is afraid that Cheng Ran will see them for the last time.

In the end, Cheng Ran was greatly relieved to learn that the two of them came with the attitude of learning, and were willing to follow Cheng Ran even if they didn't want salary.

It was much less than he expected, and for a moment there was a burst of laughter in the living room.

It wasn't until later that the script of "Buried Alive" was distributed and talked about the shooting equipment, and Cheng Ran gradually couldn't laugh.

A set of equipment specially used to shoot movies can range from hundreds of thousands to millions.

According to professional photographer Liu Xiangyang, the most expensive is the shooting equipment in Hollywood abroad, and a complete set costs about tens of millions, or US dollars.

As for the equipment of the post-editor.........

According to Chen Bing's meaning, a single editing itself does not require too expensive equipment, tens of thousands of computers can be used, and by the way, it can also make subtitles and adjust audio .........

But if you want to add that kind of big special effect.........

According to Chen Bing's recommendation, the best equipment in China at present, and the equipment that can barely pass the customs will take about five million.

As for wanting to have top-notch special effects like Hollywood's "Mechanical Shark", it will cost about 30 or 40 million dollars!

Cheng Ran's heart suddenly trembled, and the smile on his face gradually stiffened.

This amount of hundreds of thousands, millions or even tens of millions made him feel terrified.

But he knew that he couldn't escape these things, after all, he promised Li Cangtian to make two movies.

As if seeing Cheng Ran's heartache, Zhang Qiang hurriedly explained on the side.

"These are all rentable, and you don't need very good machines to shoot "Buried Alive". ”

As he spoke, he also glanced at Chen Bing and Liu Xiangyang on the side.

The two nodded hurriedly and comforted Cheng Ran.

"Director Cheng, these can be rented, and there are many places that can be rented here in Hengcheng Film and Television City. ”

"That is, Director Cheng rents it very cheaply, and according to the requirements of your script "Buried Alive", it will only take one or two months.

"That's good... That's good... How much do you think it will cost you to rent these machines until the end of the shoot? ”

"Hmm... According to your movie "Buried Alive", if there are no major problems in this set, I estimate that it will take about a month, and it will cost about 50,000 or 60,000 yuan to rent a set of photographic equipment. ”

"As for post-editing, all aspects of processing, I only need to rent a low-level machine here, according to your requirements, no more than a month, the cost of the machine is about 20,000 yuan. ”

"That is to say, apart from other costs, it will cost seventy or eighty thousand just to rent this machine?"

"Uh-huh..."

………………

"No, Qiangzi, according to Director Cheng's requirements, this movie is full of calculations, I estimate that the cost of 300,000 is enough, why can't Director Cheng take out this money?"

Seeing Cheng Ran squatting at the door and smoking a cigarette, Chen Bing and Liu Xiangyang asked Zhang Qiang worriedly.

The two of them are fighting against the pressure of their families and are ready to fight with Cheng Ran, which is also their last chance to turn the tables.

But you only cost 300,000 yuan to worry about Cheng Ran, who was squatting at the door and smoking, and the two couldn't help but retreat.

They did not deny Cheng Ran's talent, after all, when they came into contact with the script of Cheng Ran's "Buried Alive", the two were also shocked.

Regarding Zhang Qiang's previous evaluation of Cheng Ran, as well as those messages on the Internet, the two also believe a lot.

Cheng Ran is indeed a genius.

But it's not okay to have no money in genius.

You can't just paste the script on the screen of the movie theater and let the audience make up for it.

"No, I'm just thinking about something else. ”

Looking at Cheng Ran's appearance, Zhang Qiang was also a little unsure, but today he saw Gong Huilan coming in person, and it stands to reason that Cheng Ran can't be short of money.

But now Cheng Ran looks like this.........

It's not going to be a collapse!

Just when a few people were guessing what Cheng Ran was thinking, Cheng Ran, who was sitting outside the door, suddenly spoke, as if he had made up his mind, and said to the three people in the room.

"Fat man, you look for venue props tomorrow, Brother Bing, Brother Yang, you follow the fat man to rent equipment, and prepare to start filming "Buried Alive". ”