Chapter 38: The Stray Cats (Part I)

In the more than two hours after returning to Xinhai, Ning Qingzhou told Jiang Hanxue the whole process of meeting him and Kong Ming as it was, including the story of "preaching in the toilet", Jiang Hanxue was a little incredulous after listening to the story, and said: "If you tell Kong Ming such a story, he won't think that you are insinuating him, isn't he angry?" ā€

Ning Qingzhou said with a smile: "How can a star who is willing to wait at the door of the toilet to sign autographs for fans care about such a story?" And, with his intelligence, he certainly could hear the story on all levels, and wouldn't simply think that I was scolding him around the bush. ā€

Jiang Hanxue thought for a while, nodded and said: "Following the trend and vicious competition are indeed the fashion in today's entertainment industry, in fact, not only the entertainment industry, but also many industries, this story is too ironic." ā€

Ning Qingzhou smiled and bowed his head.

Jiang Hanxue looked at Ning Qingzhou and asked, "What about you, what do you see from this story?" ā€

Ning Qingzhou said: "Just that little bit of broken toilet, why is this?" ā€

Jiang Hanxue pursed her lips, but she didn't continue to ask, it was a very delicate mentality, asking too much, for fear of giving the other party the illusion that there was no tacit understanding between the two, and if she didn't ask, she was worried that she didn't understand each other more and more.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hanxue was stunned in her heart, and secretly wondered: "When did I start to have this kind of worry?" I've always known him. At this time, she suddenly realized that she didn't know from which moment Ning Qingzhou had already made her feel that she couldn't see through.

"How did you come up with that speech about IP?" Jiang Hanxue suddenly turned her head and asked.

Ning Qingzhou turned sideways slightly and explained: "This can be inferred, you see how rapid the domestic film and television industry has developed in recent years, if it is not surprising, this speed will continue for more than ten years, and it will get faster and faster in the future."

With the explosive growth of the film and television industry, the demand for excellent works by the exporter will be increasing, but the current contradiction is that the existing excellent upstream content cannot meet people's growing cultural needs. ā€

"Continue to create new works, this is the foundation and foundation of development, otherwise it will be a bubble."

"Yes, the word bubble is particularly accurate, the rise of the Internet has gradually declined the content form of paper-carrying text, and the creators who have lost the market have either undergone a painful and awkward transformation, directly changing careers to become screenwriters or joining the army of online writers, or holding their ground coldly and unevenly, either way, it will take a long transition period, and in this transition period, it is difficult to produce new masterpieces so quickly."

When Jiang Hanxue heard this, she already understood Ning Qingzhou's logic, and continued: "So when the existing works are hollowed out, they will shift their attention to the online text. ā€

"Exactly, when the adaptation of the network has produced several representative works, according to the principle of following the trend, there will soon be a large influx of capital in the future, at that time, it is the advent of the so-called big IP era, when as long as the controller of the upstream content operates a little, a more gorgeous bubble can be blown, and the overall idea is the same as those real estate businessmen speculating in real estate and dealers speculating in stocks."

"You mean hoarding?"

"It's just one of those forms."

Jiang Hanxue thought for a while, digested Ning Qingzhou's relatively novel and avant-garde proposal, and finally said: "According to what you say, if you have money now, wouldn't you be able to make a lot of money by hoarding a few high-quality IPs in your hands, and when the bubble market comes, throwing them out?" ā€

Ning Qingzhou smiled: "If you have money, I will still build yƬ you to buy a house." ā€

"Vulgar."

"Oh, it's obviously a matter of different paths, do you have to divide it into a high and low? I can't understand this inexplicable sense of superiority, narrow-mindedness, and hypocrisy. ā€

Jiang Hanxue smiled knowingly and said, "I know what you're complaining about, so I won't refute you." ā€

Ning Qingzhou also laughed.

The two chatted for a while, Jiang Hanxue became a little sleepy, and fell asleep on Ning Qingzhou's shoulder, but until the plane landed in Xinhai, Jiang Hanxue couldn't really fall asleep.

Even so, when Jiang Hanxue "woke up", she still yawned a seemingly real one, to show that she had just woken up from a little dream, and her heart was not beating faster because she was leaning on Ning Qingzhou.

Both of them left the airport with a feeling in their hearts, Jiang Hanxue looked at her mobile phone and said, "Take the subway directly to Qinxi Street, they are all there." ā€

"Okay."

There is still a long way to go from the airport to the subway station, Ning Qingzhou carried a black schoolbag, dragged Jiang Hanxue's suitcase, and walked quickly towards the subway station side by side with Jiang Hanxue, but for some reason, since they got off the plane, they actually had a good heart, coincidentally, and naturally chose to keep a little distance, even if both of them were empty-handed, they did not hold each other unscrupulously like when they went to Beijing.

It seems that the agreement of "return to Xinhai and change back" worked, and Ning Qingzhou's "sneaky" decision was not implemented as planned.

After walking for about ten minutes, she finally came to the subway station, the airport station was the starting station, the empty seats were abundant, and there was no need to grab it, after getting on the subway and sitting down, Jiang Hanxue unconsciously tilted her head and leaned against Ning Qingzhou, but her head just touched Ning Qingzhou's shoulder, and suddenly sat up straight, stared at a long-legged beautiful girl wearing Nike sneakers opposite for a while, turned her head to Ning Qingzhou and said "eh", and whispered: "There are beautiful women." ā€

Ning Qingzhou had actually seen that beauty earlier, and he also looked at it for a while, but he looked at Jiang Hanxue blankly at this time and asked, "Where?" Then he smiled and said, "Oh, I see." With a smile in his eyes, he stared at Jiang Hanxue without blinking, and continued: "It's really beautiful." ā€

Jiang Hanxue slapped Ning Qingzhou with a smile, and then kept squeezing her left eye and said, "One o'clock direction." ā€

Ning Qingzhou pretended to look like he saw the girl for the first time, looked at it very casually and perfunctorily, shook his head, criticized Jiang Hanxue and said, "I think there is something wrong with your aesthetics." Then he looked uninterested: "I don't think it's pretty." ā€

Jiang Hanxue was happy in her heart, but when she had a disdainful expression on her face, she said: "It's obvious that you have a problem with your aesthetics, or that you think it's beautiful in your heart, and you deliberately say the opposite." ā€

"I don't need to say the opposite."

"Then you just think that you don't have a chance anyway, and you can't eat grapes before you say that grapes are sour."

"Hey Jiang Hanxue, we have a verbal contract relationship now, and you use the method of agitation on me like this, encouraging me to talk to another girl, it's not ...... Oh, you're testing me. ā€

Jiang Hanxue looked at Ning Qingzhou and said with a smile: "You think too much, I'll just talk about things." ā€

"You know that I have an introverted personality, and I never take the initiative to talk to strange girls, not to mention that now that I am a master of grass, I must know how to be modest."

Jiang Hanxue pouted at Ning Qingzhou, looking quite proud, and then heard Ning Qingzhou's words turn sharply: "But if the girl took the initiative to talk to me and asked me for the number, then you can't blame me." ā€

Jiang Hanxue said: "Please give me such a chance to blame you." ā€

At this time, just when the subway arrived, the long-legged girl on the opposite side stood up, and Jiang Hanxue said, "Eh, look, that beautiful woman is coming over to ask you for your number." Oh, sorry, she was about to get out of the car, and she was wrong. ā€

Ning Qingzhou shook his head and smiled, he didn't know what to say, after all, Jiang Hanxue had never shown such a little girl's coquettish attitude in front of him before.

Jiang Hanxue saw Ning Qingzhou's helpless expression, and she was even more playful, and folded her hands in prayer: "Please God send a beautiful woman to talk to this man next to me." ā€

As soon as the words fell, four men and one woman, five young people dressed in fashionable and avant-garde clothes, laughed and got into the car, three of the five of them carried guitars, as if they were a band or something.

Jiang Hanxue was about to take a good look at them, but saw the red-haired girl wearing a duckbill hat walking towards this side, walking up to Ning Qingzhou and saying, "Hey, it's you." ā€

Ning Qingzhou raised his head and looked at the girl, and the figure that impressed him immediately flashed in his head, and said, "It's you." ā€

The girl laughed and said, "I've been looking for you recently, but I didn't expect to meet you here, because I was in a hurry last time, and I didn't have time to leave my contact information, so it's easy to find." ā€

Ning Qingzhou nodded with a smile, and then looked at Jiang Hanxue with a funny expression, but Jiang Hanxue was dumb and ate Coptis chinensis, and she was speechless, and secretly complained in her heart: "I hate it, why haven't you been so accurate before?" ā€