Early in the morning seven days later, Gu Zhongyi, who came and went in a hurry, boarded the cruise ship back to the magic capital. In addition to the trainees of Yang Qiu and his group, there were also some colleagues and friends of Gu.

The whole process seems calm and sad.

Watching the cruise ship slowly leave, Yang Qiu also had an indescribable feeling in his heart, calculating this day and calculating the teacher's age, this farewell, I'm afraid it will be goodbye forever.

But now that man is gone, life still has to go on.

Everyone went back to the company, and they were not too interested to take the car, so they walked all the way and chatted.

Zhou Xiaoye's eyes were red when he just said goodbye, and he was still sad at this time. Li Hanxiang was courteous all the way, and finally succeeded in grabbing the little hand of the beauty, and he was so happy that he smiled, and he was not afraid of the crying beauty beating him.

Among the several people in the training class, the one with the most no sense of existence and the most emotionless expression is afraid that Chen Jiashu is the one. Yang Qiu hadn't seen any fuss and joy in this contemporary 'Sister Lin', as if she had no desire or desire.

I'm afraid that Chen Jiashu won't stay in the training class for long.

Thinking all the way, several people walked to the Hou Wang Temple. No matter what time of the day, it is full of people coming and going, and it is very lively.

But today, outside the national set, there was a large group of people around, making a lot of noise, and it felt a little more noisy than before.

This made Yang Qiu and his party also curious, and walked towards the crowd meaningfully. Only then did I find that in the middle of the crowd, a half-person high podium was set up. A banner was pulled up on the stage with the words 'Hong Kong Cantonese Film Cleanup Campaign'.

On the stage, there was a man in his forties who gave a passionate speech in Cantonese.

"Why do people think of fragments when they think of Cantonese movies?!"

"Why do you make some movies in Cantonese that you don't know what to call gods?"

"Why are we poisoning the next generation!"

"Why do we want to disappoint the audience!"

"We don't want bad movies, we want to make literary films!"

"We want to make films with ideals and educational significance!"

"The original glory is with Cantonese films, and shame is insulated from Cantonese films!"

“……”

As the name suggests, the Hong Kong Cantonese Film Cleaning Action is to clean up the bad films in Hong Kong Cantonese films, leave good films, and rebuild the reputation and reputation of Hong Kong Cantonese films.

This is also something that can't be helped, just read the previous article, you know that there are too many bad Cantonese movies in Xiangjiang every year, which seriously affects the overall quality of Cantonese films, making those practitioners who concentrate on making Cantonese films and want to make Cantonese films well.

Therefore, since April, a large number of people of insight among Cantonese film practitioners have begun to call for a Cantonese film clean-up campaign.

Today, the movement is becoming more and more influential, and nearly 200 Cantonese film practitioners have signed up to respond to the clean-up movement.

But...... This also Yang Qiu has nothing to do with them, Yonghua is a Chinese film company.

The man on the stage was still making his speech passionately, full of ideals. Yang Qiu in the audience couldn't help sighing, the film market has always been a capital market, and it has never been based on people's ideals.

Thinking of the Xiangjiang movies in the late nineties, they also fell into the general situation they have today, full of bad movies. Later, it was the support of the Hong Kong government and the injection of funds, but it did not come back to life.

The main thing is that capital is never on their side.

Thinking so, looking at a huge signature board full of names next to the table, Yang Qiu suddenly smiled and said, "How about we go and sign a name too?"

"Why?" asked the fat man curiously.

"It's fun!"

After saying this, Yang Qiu stepped out, and under the gaze of the surrounding people, Shi Shiran walked to the signature board, looked at the staff and said in Cantonese: "Well, please give me a pen." ”

"Uh...... , good!"

The staff looked at the stranger in front of him and was stunned for a moment, but immediately handed over a pen, and after looking up and down, he was sure that he still didn't know him, so he had to hesitantly whisper, "May I ask who you are?"

"Yonghua Yang Qiu!"

Long Feifeng wrote his name on the wall, Yang Qiu returned the pen to the staff, and turned away without looking back, leaving only the messy staff in the wind.

Nima: You're Yonghua, and you still use it to sign autographs?

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

Before the staff could react, Li Hanxiang copied a Chinese language, picked up the pen in the staff's hand, and left his name on the wall.

“……”

Fortunately, Yonghua and the others were not as cheeky as these two guys, and when they saw a group of people on and off the stage looking at them with neurotic eyes, they hid their faces and left.

Yang Qiu's signing of this is indeed fun, although if he goes well in the future, he will definitely make Cantonese films. Just like the nearly 200 people who signed, there must be many of them, who just signed here, and then went to 'eat wonton' again

Fun, that's all.

After such a small episode on the road, the time was close to noon, and several people were a little hungry, so they hurried back to the company to eat, and walked quickly.

As soon as he walked to the door of Yonghua, Yang Qiu saw director Li Pingqiao and a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes walking out. However, the faces of the two were not very good, especially the middle-aged man, whose face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

"Director Li is good!" Everyone was a little apprehensive, but they still said hello to Li Ping.

"Hmm. Li Ping nodded apologetically, just wanted to leave with the man, but I didn't know what I thought, suddenly stopped, pointed to the man next to him and introduced: "This is our company's consultant - Zhang Shankun." ”

“&… ￥#*@%￥@&”

Yang Qiu's heart tumbled, let's see the second king of the company today?

Zhang Shankun was also a little inexplicable, I didn't know why Li Ping apologized for introducing him to the strange man and woman in front of him, but the next second he heard Li Ping's introduction.

"Shankun, this is a student of our Yonghua training class. ”

Now, even if he was in a bad mood, Zhang Shankun squeezed out a smile and greeted, "Hello." ”

"Hello Advisor Zhang. ”

"Did you just send your teacher?" asked Li Ping apologetically.

"Hmm. ”

Li Ping nodded apologetically and said, "Although Teacher Gu is gone, you must continue to study hard, but you will live up to Teacher Gu's expectations of you." ”

Poof——!

What to learn? What to learn? What is Teacher Gu's expectations? Yang Qiu's heart spurted out a mouthful of cold blood. However, on the surface, he still nodded obediently, because it was useless to apologize to Li Ping for this, he was the person of the second king.

"Alright, you guys go in. ”

Li Ping apologized and encouraged a few words, then waved his hand and let everyone in.

Several people were also on the verge of amnesty, and hurriedly slipped into the gate of Yonghua. Walking to the door of the canteen, Yang Qiu suddenly looked back and saw Zhang Shankun still standing at the door of Yonghua, looking at the sign on the door and being silent for a long time.

How do you feel, it's weird?!

Shaking his head to dispel these messy thoughts, Yang Qiu followed the large army to eat. picked up his own food, walked to the old position and sat down, ready to eat with everyone, but found that the women's eyes were a little red again.

In the past, when eating, he liked to listen to Mr. Gu talk about history, but now he is not here.

"Ha, the child has no mother, and he will eat if he can't eat milk in the future. ”

"Nonsense, can still fill the stomach, I'm afraid that they are useless, and they won't have to eat in the future. ”

"Hahaha-"

The sad emotions of several people were swept away, and listening to the obviously sneering words at the table next to him, they all glared angrily, Li Hanxiang simply slapped the table and stood up, and shouted at the three people: "What are you talking about!"

"Heh, what are you talking about?" The tall man in the lead, obviously not afraid of them, shouted: "No one has to say whom, brothers, who do you say I say." ”

"Hahaha, you're so angry, aren't you useless?"

"You-"

Li Hanxiang's face became darker with anger, the fat man's small breasts were one size bigger, tears had been squeezed out of the eyes of several women, and the chopsticks in Yang Qiu's hand were also deformed by him.

I didn't expect the crowding to come so quickly.

In fact, from the day the training class opened, there were a bunch of people who secretly sneered.

After all, I basically don't go to class much, I don't have to work, and I get a hundred yuan for nothing every month, which is definitely a year of beauty in this era.

People do not suffer from widowhood but suffer from inequality, looking at the people who have nothing to do, it is normal for others to have hot eyes and resentment.

Everyone in the company knows that the big boss doesn't care much about the training class, and there used to be a Gu Zhongyi who could help them suppress the array, but now their teacher is an ordinary staff member Zhou Lei, who can't subdue others at all, so all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods have jumped out.

It's just that this jumps too fast.

"Heh, whether it's useful or not, it's not something you say, it's something you do. Yang Qiu suddenly said coldly beside him.

The tall leader who was laughing happily was stunned when he heard this, and then sneered: "Do it, how do you, go to the rooftop every day to bask in the sun?"

“You're fucking piece of shit.”

"What?" The leading man was stunned by Yang Qiubiao's English, and asked meaningfully.

"Look-" Yang Qiu put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at the man and said seriously: "It's useless now, I can see if it's useful, I have a monthly salary of one hundred now, what about you? And what about 10 years from now? Well, I'll do the math, you can get a thousand, what about me? 10,000 or 100,000 or 100,000? You name it. ”

"Say Nima!" The man's eyes widened, as if looking at a neurotic: "Pay back a million, you want to go crazy with money." ”

Yang Qiu was like a life mentor, and continued to say lightly: "How big the dream is, how big the stage is, people, you still have to have a dream, in case it comes true." Besides, if people don't have dreams, what's the difference between them and salted fish? You say yes, salted fish. ”

"Phew!" The man stood up angrily, looked at Yang Qiu and said, "You are the salted fish, your whole family is salted fish!"

“You this pig b，silly b， idiot， bitch， fuck you.”

"What?" the man was stunned again.

Yang Qiu spread his hands and said helplessly: "Look, you're useless again." ”

"Nima !!" The man was probably going crazy by Yang Qiu, so he rolled up his sleeves and said, "I won't fight today-"

"Yang Qiu, Yang Qiu!"

Before the man's words were finished, someone suddenly called his name loudly at the door of the cafeteria, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to find that Zha Liangjian was standing at the door and looking around. But apparently there are a lot of them, and it's easy to attract attention. Before Yang Qiu could say hello, he saw Zha Liangjian's eyes light up, and he trotted all the way.

"Yang Qiu, Yang Qiu, a good thing!" Zha Liangjian began to scream again across a few tables.

Yang Qiu's face was curious: "What's the good thing?"

Shaking off the stack of papers in his hand, Zha Liangjian said happily: "I'm sending you a script." ”

Script ——!

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around, and even the man who had just shouted to hit him reluctantly put away his fists and began to move slowly and quietly towards the outside of the crowd.

Script?Zha Liangjian?Yang Qiu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Director Bu's film has begun to prepare?"

"That's!" Cha Liangjian threw the thin script at him, looked at the few people who had almost touched the door, and asked, "What's the matter, the people of Wuxing are making trouble for you?"

Martial arts?

Yang Qiu didn't care about reading the script, so he was stunned for a moment, no wonder these people were the first to find trouble, it turned out that these guys were the hardest and most tired martial artists in the movie industry.

Wrong!

Compared with the martial arts of other companies, Yonghua's martial arts are particularly bitter, not to say that the body is bitter, if you are afraid of the body, you will not do martial arts, the suffering here is - no money and no future!

If you want to say that big stars and big directors, Yonghua is the head of the contract, as long as you finish Yonghua's work, you can go out and make extra money. But for the lower-level employees of these companies, Boss Li is very strict, and the contracts signed are all packages, and it is impossible for you to go out to pick up the work.

Now outside, a good martial artist, the price is twenty yuan a day. Although there is no drama every day, but after running down in a month, I can get about four or five hundred at the highest time.

Of course, if you don't have good connections, you may not receive any money, or even pay money.

And Yonghua is that you don't have to go out to run, you have to wrap up, one hundred and fifty-one months, take care of food and housing, and it is better to be stable.

To put it simply, Yonghua is suitable for martial arts retirement, not for hard work, for example, Yang Qiu's martial arts master Zhou Lei is quite comfortable in Yonghua.

As for the lack of future, needless to say, Yonghua basically likes to make literary films on Chinese studios, what future can martial arts have?

They didn't have a high level of martial arts since they were young, but now they earn less than other peers, and they don't have much face, but when they saw Yang Qiu, they could still take a hundred for nothing if they didn't work, and they felt uncomfortable, so it was normal to jump out early.

It's just that Yonghua's path wasn't chosen by themselves at the beginning?

Yang Qiu shook his head and smiled, put this matter aside, and looked at the script in his hand - "The Enmity of Daliang Mountain"