Xiahou Zhongying walked out of the door of Sili Company, turned around and looked at the trademark of Sili Company quietly for a while, shook his head gently, and sighed secretly, looking a little lost.

How many times has this failed? Even he couldn't remember it himself. The weather in South Korea in November was already a little cold, and Xiahou Zhongying pulled the zipper of his jacket up to block the cold wind blowing from the gap in the collar and walked quietly to the bus stop not far away.

It has been more than a month since the time of the report meeting held at the school, and in the past month, Xiahou Zhongying has not known how many times he has touched the wall, at least once a day, and many times. Almost all the large and small clothing companies and photographic equipment companies in Seoul have been run.

No company would believe that a few children could make a film, and that they were children with no prior knowledge.

The company with a better attitude at least entertained Xiahou Zhongying, listened to him finish speaking, and then smiled and said that they would consider it. The company with a bad attitude didn't even let Xiahou Zhongying step into the door, and as soon as he heard that there was a child who wanted to make a movie by himself to solicit sponsorship, he directly asked the security guards to drive people away.

What is the effect of this month's efforts? At least one camera equipment company has promised to rent them the equipment they need at half price.

In addition, there is another achievement, that is, Xiahou Zhongying has cultivated his face more deeply. Even in order to meet the person in charge of some companies' external propaganda departments, he could go to their company for several days in a row and wait for a long time, not caring at all about the ridicule of people who came and went pointing at him.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Zhongying couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The day after the last report meeting, the newspapers and media that participated in the film preparation report meeting only left a small section in a very inconspicuous corner, and briefly said two sentences about the content of the report meeting, which can be summarized as follows: Several students from Kent School are ready to raise and shoot a miniature film on their own, and they have received the support of the school, and this is the end. If you don't read every word of the whole newspaper in detail, few people will notice.

The news that students were making their own movies caused a sensation among schools, with some supporting, some ridiculing, and some just listening to it as a joke. After a few days of popularity, the news was slowly diluted. If someone didn't deliberately talk about it now, it is estimated that few people would be able to think of it, and it would be too far from Xiahou Zhongying's ideal effect.

With the scenery of the film report meeting, Xiahou Zhongying began to go out to solicit sponsorship the next day. In the first week, he was full of spirit, and he went out confidently every day, and the crew members were also confidently waiting for him to return to the studio every day. However, every time I went back, I saw him shake his head, and the members slowly turned from the initial comforting cheer to silence, and they didn't even know how to say comforting words.

Xiahou Zhongying also changed from full of confidence at the beginning to a strong smile, and pretended to be very confident when he went out this morning. But whether anyone believes it or not, even they themselves do not know. And no matter how confident he pretended, the members could feel the bitterness in his smile, but they just didn't want to say it.

In the past month or so, how bitter Xiahou Zhongying is, everyone has seen it. Not only do I have to worry about the sponsorship fee, but I also have to attend classes during the day, go to the director training class at night, and write scripts when I go home, and I go to bed late at night every day, and I sleep less than five hours a day. In more than a month, Xiahou Zhongying has lost several pounds, and he has become a lot haggard.

However, even so, Xiahou Zhongying did not show the slightest discouragement, and kept encouraging the people, asking them to study acting courses seriously, not to be distracted by other things, and to have him.

The members felt sorry for Xiahou Zhongying, but they hated themselves for not being able to help a little, and they felt uncomfortable, and only by studying harder could they live up to Xiahou Zhongying's expectations.

Zheng Xiuyan is no longer fighting with Xiahou Zhongying, she really doesn't want to add any more burden to Xiahou Zhongying.

Kim Taeyeon will feel distressed, but in front of Xiahou Zhongying, she will smile and cheer him up every time.

Lin Yun'er was not very arrogant when she faced Xiahou Zhongying, and she was a lot more sensible.

On Zheng Xiujing's birthday, even if her Zhongying brother would be distracted even when he sang a birthday greeting song, she didn't care.

When Mother Zheng saw the haggard Xiahou Zhongying, she didn't say anything, but she would cook a few more of his favorite dishes in the evening.

When Xiahou Shang saw his son coming home, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, like a man." ”

In this month, Xiahou Zhongying didn't think about begging his father. But whenever I think of what my father said, "Since you have grown up, you should take responsibility for yourself", the cow temper came up, and he gritted his teeth ruthlessly, and swore that if he didn't do this well, he would never take an extra penny from the family.

After waiting for about ten minutes at the bus stop, the car came, Xiahou Zhongying got on the bus and found a seat to sit down, took out the script that was written a few days ago from his bag, and looked at the cover of "Green Apple Paradise" in a daze, his eyes were not focused, and he was full of confusion.

"Can I get it out?" Xiahou Zhongying thought blankly, and after more than a minute, he suddenly clenched the hand holding the script, grabbed the script and deformed, his eyes began to become sharp again, and he said to himself in his heart: "I must be able to." ”

Xiahou Zhongying came home relatively early today, and when she saw her father Xiahou Shang sitting on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper, she was stunned for a moment, why did her father come back so early today? After saying hello to my father, I went to my room.

"I'm going to a drinking party in the evening, do you want to go?" Xiahou Shang looked at Xiahou Zhongying, after more than a month of non-stop hitting a wall, no matter how many things he has done, but people have matured and stabilized a lot, no longer the previous jumping out of character, nodding secretly in his heart, he can still do things to cultivate people.

"Dad, I'm not going, you can go by yourself." Xiahou Zhongying said.

"Hey, boy, don't always wear a dead face, ugly to death." Xiahou Shang smiled and said: "Combination of work and rest, combination of work and rest, do you understand?" ”

"Dad, I'm really not in the mood." Xiahou Zhongying said with a bitter face.

"Okay, go out with me for a walk, otherwise I'm worried that you'll fall ill and burp before the movie starts, so who will I find to help me have a grandchild? Didn't you like to drink with me before? Just such a little thing that makes you feel down? It's a bit out of the way for you. I think I was much more miserable than you back then, at least you don't have to worry about running out of food now. Xiahou Shang said disdainfully.

"Okay, I'll go." Xiahou Zhongying smiled helplessly.

He used to really like to follow his father to various drinking parties to mix drinks, but in the past month or so, because he has been worrying about sponsorship fees and movies, he has to keep learning all kinds of knowledge every day, so he has no mood or time to go to the drinking party to mix. After thinking about it, I can't solve any problems at home now, so it's better to just go for a drink and relax.

Xiahou Zhongying went back to the room to take a shower, changed her clothes, put the script in her clothes and clamped it, and went downstairs to find her father.

Since Xiahou Zhongying started writing the script, he has developed the habit of putting the script on his body at any time, in case he can't take it out when he uses it. Sometimes I inadvertently pass by a company and break in directly to solicit sponsorship, and others can't cry or laugh when they see him suddenly pull out the script from his clothes.

The only thing he got was the promise of renting the equipment to them at half price, and that's how he got it. The fat boss of that company couldn't stand it anymore, and when he saw that this kid was really pitiful, he sent him away at half price like a flower child, which made the entire crew happy for a long time.

got in my father's car, and it didn't take long for me to arrive at the reception. This is a private party-type drinking party, and when he entered the clubhouse, his father Xiahou Shang left Xiahou Zhongying alone and went to chat with someone by himself. Xiahou Zhongying didn't care, he found a waitress by himself, took a glass of red wine from the tray, found a sofa in a dark corner and sat down, and drank the wine slowly by himself.

No matter what high-end club will have this kind of place, it is convenient for some people who don't want people to disturb them to do something unsightly in secret, which is the so-called aristocratic drinking party.

Although Xiahou still doesn't mind Xiahou Zhongying drinking, it is forbidden for minors to drink in South Korea, and Xiahou Zhongying knows that he is a minor at a glance. The people who come to the reception are generally more cultured and won't say much, but Xiahou Zhongying can't be too arrogant, which makes people look unpleasant. So when he attended the Korean drinking party with his father before, he hid in the corner alone and drank his own wine, and he would not intersect with anyone.

After two sips, my head unconsciously thought about the movie, the light in my eyes was radiating, my wrist gently shook the wine glass in my hand, and occasionally habitually took a small sip.

"Hey, you're not old enough to drink, are you, why are you stealing alcohol?" While Xiahou Zhongying was thinking about his own affairs, a woman's voice suddenly came from the side.

Xiahou Zhongying raised his head blankly and looked at the woman who was talking to him, because he was in a dim place, he couldn't see the woman's face clearly for a while, and after two seconds, his eyes slowly focused, and he could see the face of the person who spoke clearly.

Xiahou Zhongying couldn't help frowning, the woman in front of him seemed to feel a little familiar, but he intuitively knew in his heart that he hadn't seen it again, so he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and looked at the woman fixedly.

A very beautiful woman, mature, charming, sexy, about twenty-four or five years old, Xiahou Zhongying only has such a definition in her heart.

The woman was also holding a glass of red wine in her hand, and when she saw Xiahou Zhongying looking at her in a daze, she didn't care, she took a sip of wine gently, and then sat down next to Xiahou Zhongying and asked, "Why don't you answer me?" ”

"This sister? Do we know each other? Xiahou Zhongying didn't come back to her senses until the woman asked the second sentence, and then asked suspiciously.

The woman glanced at Xiahou Zhongying in surprise and replied indifferently, "I don't know." ”

"Well, I don't think I know." Xiahou Zhongying nodded lightly and said, "I'm sure I haven't seen you before, but it seems to be a little familiar, which is really strange." ”

The corners of the woman's mouth twitched, and she felt like she couldn't cry or laugh, this little boy was really weird.