Literature and Art Channel, the office of the new program, Liu Guang and his brothers are talking about Yang Fan being called over for a meeting, for what reason.

I saw Director Qi and Yang Fan walking over together, and the two of them laughed and talked as they walked.

As soon as Qi Lu came in, he said with a smile: "Xiaoji, our preparations can be a little more sufficient, the unit has approved another 800,000 yuan, you can refine this show a little more." ”

"Ah, isn't there no money over there? I went to Brother Liu several times, but we were all closed!" Xiao Li's mouth opened wide, the people in the finance department are very difficult to deal with, you want to take out the money from their mouths, you don't have any real effort, and you really don't have that ability.

"Yes, 800,000 have been broadcast to our literary frequency, in fact, other programs are okay, with your new program, there is a shortage of people and funds now, well, this matter has been almost solved. Qilu also let out a long sigh as he spoke.

Liu Guang looked up very unexpectedly, "This is impossible, I was with Xiao Li last time, but I squatted there for several hours, and people didn't have a penny to live or die...... Director Qi really has the means to win money for our show so quickly. ”

He knew that what he just said seemed to have a bit of a bad ingredient, so he hurriedly changed his words at this time.

"Hehe, I don't dare to be greedy for merit in this matter!" Qilu patted Yang Fan's shoulder with a smile and said: "This money depends on Teacher Xiao Yang, we went to a meeting this time to advertise Huaxing mobile phones, Teacher Xiao Yang came up with a brilliant idea, I can take the opportunity to get you the money!"

"What? is that Huaxing, one of the largest mobile phone manufacturers in China?"

Huaxing company has developed very rapidly in the past two years, although it has not reached the point of becoming a household name, but most young people already know it.

Xiao Li on the side also praised: "Teacher Xiao Yang, you are really amazing, you can not only write novels and poems, but also plan advertisements at this critical moment, you are really a multi-faceted assaulter!"

Qilu motioned for Yang Fan to sit down, his face was red, "I'll say it as a layman, Mr. Xiao Yang's idea of this advertisement may even create another development model of advertising, anyway, compared to the advertisements I watched before, the control of the audience's emotional points, that is not the general accuracy, as for when the advertisement can be seen, I estimate that it will only be a few days!"

Brother Ji is usually very calm and quiet. But at this time, he still walked to Yang Fan's side and gave him a thumbs up, it seems that in his heart, he also admires Yang Fan very much.

Xiao Li was interested at this time, and as soon as his eyes rolled, he ran to Yang Fan's side excitedly, and said with a hippie smile: "Teacher Xiao Yang, we are all about the same age, and I entered the industry two years earlier than you, but why are you so powerful, it seems that there is no time that you can't." Are there any methods and techniques for this?"

As soon as he said this, everyone present was shocked, yes, this young man who is not a talkative young man, maybe there is really some way.

Yang Fan looked at him with a smile on his face, but said decisively: "Of course there is a way to do this." ”

"Ah, what kind of method is that, tell us quickly, we promise not to spread it, don't you say? Brother Liu!" Xiao Li hurriedly responded, he was originally holding a joking attitude, but when he saw Yang Fan's serious face, his heart suddenly became nervous.

Liu Guang didn't pay attention to him, he has been in the industry for seven or eight years, and he knows the rules of this industry.

You ask people for methods and skills, which is already a big taboo in itself, how can people tell you?

Sure enough, I saw Yang Fan say mysteriously: "Let me tell you, if you want to reach my level, it's actually very simple, do you know Liu Tiesheng?"

"You know, one of the most brilliant poets of our time. ”

"Then you know Huang Luoquan, right?"

"Well, the editor-in-chief of the Chinese Poetry Collection. But does that have anything to do with your approach?"

"Of course, as long as you integrate all the poetry classics from ancient times to the present, as well as these poetry classics now, you will naturally be able to reach my level. ”

Everyone was stunned, and you were talking nonsense.

If we had that level, who would still be sitting here?

I heard Qi Lu laughing on the side, looked at Xiao Li again, and said seriously: "You little slippery heads, can't you see that Xiao Yang is ordering you?

Xiao Li scratched his head embarrassedly, and several other colleagues also nodded with deep understanding.

……

There was nothing big about it today, Yang Fan familiarized himself with his office area, stayed until six o'clock in the afternoon, and got off work.

But as soon as he lifted his legs, he hadn't walked a few steps when he saw a white and pure young man, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Well, it's Mr. Yang!" said the young man with a smile.

"My name is Yang Fan, you still call me Xiao Yang, I just came to the unit, but I can't afford the word teacher. Yang Fan said politely to the other party.

"Okay, I came here this time to ask you for help, I'm from the planning department, the planning of the advertisement you mentioned at the meeting in the morning, our planning department has been discussing for a long time, but there is still a little hesitation in the finalization of candidates and time, you see, if you have time, go over to guide us?"

Xiao Ying's posture was very low, although he looked at least three or four years older than Yang Fan.

Yang Fan is a newcomer, and people invite him so respectfully, even if he wants to refuse, he can't say such words. Yang Fan had no choice but to nod with a smile, "Okay, anyway, I don't have anything to do when I go home at night, just dare to go over and take a look, as for what to advise, I don't dare to say it." ”

The planning department is still very powerful, and the venue and actors are well selected, but I don't know if it's because there are too many flawed advertisements, and several actors have a hint of impetuousness.

It's that the director is not considerate enough of the actors, and the meaning of urging is obvious.

After Yang Fan passed, he gave a few suggestions to the planning department, telling them that if they want to reveal their true feelings, they must let the actors relax first, so that they can have an effect on the shooting.

After this advertising incident, even the head of the planning department didn't dare to underestimate this young man, and took the plan with the attitude of giving it a try.

Even over there, the director of professional advertising films is full of praise for Yang Fan, a young man.

After intense shooting, when it was nearly nine o'clock in the evening, the finished film was finally filmed, and the follow-up tasks were only editing, doing special effects and other things.

That place is relatively remote, fortunately the sail is a car over, and when you go back, it is a matter of stepping on the accelerator, which is relatively easy.

Because it was still winter, it was dark early, and when Yang Fan returned home, he wanted to rummage through it to see what to eat, but found that the refrigerator was empty.

"Grandma, no matter what I say, I'm tired of making a film for you, if you don't invite you to a five-star hotel for a good meal, you should always send a boxed lunch!"

Yang Fan's mouth was full of complaints, but in fact, it was just that, after all, the construction period was so rushed, and those dozens of people didn't necessarily have time to sleep, and they just didn't have a meal there, which was good enough.

However, the effort is not without gain, Yang Fan is not a fool, he naturally knows the value of his advertisement.

Therefore, he has already fought for the signature of the advertisement and a series of rights.

He's not afraid of being tired at all now, it's nothing to be tired, I'm afraid you won't be tired. I'm still young now, do more work while I'm young and strong, isn't there a great man who said a word, this fame should be done as soon as possible!

Yang Fan has already thought about it, he is 20 years old this year, fourth-line, so when he is 25 years old, he will have to be a first-line artist.

When he is 30 years old, when he is established, he will be on the list of China's most valuable artists, and there should be no problem in winning the country, right?

As for when it became popular all over the world...... Wake up!

His stomach was indeed rumbling with hunger, Yang Fan began to rummage around the whole house, turning around, he couldn't do it anymore, the house was really empty.

I have the heart to go next door to borrow something to eat, but Yang Fan can't let go of his old face. In the 24-hour supermarket downstairs, I bought a little ham and eggs, as well as dried noodles, and planned to give myself a ham and egg noodles.

At this moment, as soon as the boiling water was boiled, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrate.

Yang Fan took the phone in his hand, clicked on it, and saw the WeChat and the name on the screen, and almost didn't throw the phone out.

You read that right, this ...... It was actually Miss Song's WeChat sent to herself.

Rubbing his eyes again, Yang Fan looked at the mobile phone screen again, it was indeed Miss Song's WeChat, he felt a little excited, and the fingerprint unlock clicked directly into WeChat.

"Where are you now?"

Miss Song, a first-line celebrity, asked, what else could Yang Fan do, so she could only reply in a down-to-earth manner, "I, this day's work has just ended, I went downstairs to buy something and prepare for dinner!"

"Oh, I guess you're hungry too, don't eat when the meal is ready, wait for me to come and eat together...... Don't steal it, I can see it. ”

Yang Fan was slandered in his heart, you are a first-line celebrity, it won't be that you have nothing to do, right? Always run to me, could it be that you are interested in your brother?

When he was sailing, the doorbell rang at the door, Yang Fan wanted to go over and open the door slowly, but he suddenly thought in his heart that it was not Wu Xiaoniu who lived opposite him, which could not make her misunderstand, so he hurriedly put the noodles aside and trotted all the way over.

As soon as the door opened, a woman wearing a black tights, revealing a graceful figure, wearing a black hat and a black mask, rushed over.

Yang Fan didn't feel anything wrong, no matter what people said, he was also a big star, how could he be as transparent as himself, of course he had to pay attention to protecting his privacy.

Welcoming people in, Miss Song still looked like she was self-cooked, paced a few steps in Yang Fan's living room, and then slowly walked to the kitchen, and saw the fried eggs on the table, as well as the ham wrapped in egg yolks, obviously her stomach was growling, but she said with a mocking face: "I said what kind of pursuit can you kid have, eat these things all day long." ”

Yang Fan smiled and sat down, "You have to bear with me, the situation at home is not good, and the food is indeed a little shabby." ”

"Okay, something is better than nothing, why are you still stunned? Don't go to cook yet!" Miss Song touched her lower abdomen, muttering something Yang Fan couldn't hear clearly.

Yang Fan was not dissatisfied with being instructed by others, because this is his own goddess, no, this is the goddess of the whole people.

I just said that my craftsmanship is good enough, even the goddess of Song came to rub my rice, I will see who will mock me in the future, do you have any goddess Song red?

That is, the next noodle, within a few minutes, Yang Fan brought out the two sea bowls, the chewy and refreshing noodles, and the fried golden eggs, and the yellow and red ham spread on the top, it looked quite appetizing.

Yang Fan put the two bowls on the dining table and looked around, but he didn't find where the goddess Song was.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he hurried to a room on the west side.

Before he could run a few steps, he saw Miss Song, who had already taken off her coat and was wearing only a high-waisted sweater in flowers, holding a bottle of red wine in her right hand and two glasses in her left hand.

Sure enough, sure enough, Yang Fan suddenly felt so tired!