According to the tradition of the old Zhang family, from the third year of junior high school, uncles and aunts have to eat every meal.

I make this meal at noon on the third day of junior high school. There are six people in Zhang's father's generation, and there is no reason for the same generation to come to the door to pay New Year's greetings, and all of them who came on this day are Zhang Yuanjun's brothers and sisters, that is, his father's nephews and nephews.

My mother cooks these few days all year round, but this meal has been prepared since the night before, and she has to get up early to prepare fresh ingredients that day.

Because he was going to prepare for the audition after the New Year, Zhang Yuanjun had been controlling his diet after eating a few meals in the first few days after he came back.

He didn't eat much during the Chinese New Year, but he caused relatives and friends to complain, and even his father blamed him for "really disappointing his fun." ”

Zhang Yuanjun didn't plan to talk to his family about filming so early, but said: "There is a test in the physical class at the beginning of school, and it is difficult to explain if you eat too much." ”

But Zhang Yuanjun is really gluttonous, and he can't satisfy his hunger or fill every meal, so he can only drink more hot water.

The rules of the family, even if you are an elder if you don't have a family, you don't need to give red envelopes during the New Year, which saves Zhang Yuanjun a lot of money.

I don't have to give it, but I don't have to take it.

After the age of 18, except for the annual red envelopes from his parents, Zhang Yuanjun has never received red envelopes from his elders.

I ate until the fifth day of the new year, and when I came back in the evening, Zhang Yuanjun told my parents that I wanted to return to school early: "I received a few advertisements a few years ago, and I am going to shoot them." ”

"You always say you shoot commercials, how come I've never seen it." My son often said on the phone that he made commercials and MVs, but his parents never saw their son's works on TV.

"I was doing offline advertising, which was like shooting a pictorial. Filming in the capital, they don't have the ability to push us here, it's normal that they haven't seen it. ”

"And how much money can you make by shooting an ad like this?" Mother asked.

"Look at the merchants, two or three thousand are generous, and there are eight or nine hundred and one thousand in general." Zhang Yuanjun said while packing up his clothes, "Your son is in good condition, known as the little prince of advertising, and he is quite famous in the Beijing model industry, and he can get 5,000 for one advertisement." ”

In this year, when the monthly living expenses of college students are generally only four or five hundred years, Zhang Yuanjun can earn other people's money for a year with an advertisement.

No wonder others say that he is the second richest man in the 02 table.

Who is the first? Guess what.

"It's so profitable to shoot commercials!" The mother was still shocked by this number, "No wonder beautiful girls and boys want to drill here." ”

"Not everyone can make money, you watch the tricky ...... on TV"

"What's a trick?"

"It's the nameless people who walk around behind the protagonist as the background, and they earn a crew meal every day, and it's also bitter."

The father added: "I also know that if everyone wants to earn this money, then they won't all be actors." ”

"So my son is a good mix?"

"It's okay," Zhang Yuanjun was a little proud, "It's okay in the class." ”

"Call your sister-in-law before you leave and tell me about it." It's time for my sister-in-law to cook the next meal, and he can't eat it.

"I know."

The next day, Zhang Yuanjun's family of three had lunch, and his father drove Zhang Yuanjun to the airport.

Mother took a bunch of firecrackers and put them at the gate - after the New Year, they should be put out of the door.

After setting off the firecrackers, he also accompanied his son to the car.

The car drove very slowly, and his parents were in the car talking to Zhang Yuanjun that he should listen to the teacher's words at school in the new semester, study hard, and get along with his classmates.

"There is no shortage of money from you, just shoot a few advertisements to know the meaning, you still have to eat and sleep well, don't burn your body."

"If you want to go out to play ball, run and exercise, you haven't been in good health since you were a child."

"Give your brother and your sister a few more calls, they don't have relatives or reasons abroad, some things don't tell us, we can't ask, you are a younger brother, you have to ask more."

Zhang Yuanjun dragged his luggage into the waiting hall, and his parents also went back.

In the car, the mother muttered uncomfortably in the co-pilot: "It is said that there are many children and many blessings, but now that the three are so old, I have not enjoyed any blessings." I can't come back a few times a year. ”

The father who drove the car didn't think so: "You can still watch them? When you are so old, you have to go outside and see the world, and those who have no ability will shrink at home. ”

Zhang Yuanjun landed in Beijing in the afternoon and took a taxi from the airport back to school.

In the middle of the year, the school has not yet started to receive students, and the dormitory is not allowed to enter.

Zhang Yuanjun was not verbose, and opened a room in a hotel near the school to live temporarily.

After packing his luggage, Zhang Yuanjun began to inquire about Wang Jing's movements.

Wang Jing has his own company in the capital, called Xingwei.

Although Mr. Wang Jinsong is not capable of sending Zhang Yuanjun directly into Wang Jing's crew, it is not a problem to introduce the two to meet in the middle.

After Zhang Yuanjun brought a bottle of wine and a cigarette to Mr. Wang, and accompanied him to drink a beautiful meal, Mr. Wang agreed to his request.

"You said you invited me to drink, and you drank more than half of a bottle of wine yourself." Teacher Wang burped, "You go back first, I'll ask you, and I'll call you in two days when there is news." ”

Since entering the school, Zhang Yuanjun has shown his old seriousness, so that many teachers, including Wang Jinsong, do not regard him as a child who needs to be taught.

"Okay, then I'll go back. Don't drink it, you'll have to be served later. ”

"You kid, drink some wine and teach me a lesson, let's go." Wang Jinsong took another sip of wine, and watched Zhang Yuanjun go out with blurred eyes.

Teacher Wang will make a move, but Zhang Yuanjun will not sit still.

He can shake a few people in the capital, and the next afternoon he found out that a director of Wang Jing's company is in the capital, and he doesn't know him, but some of the second-generation friends know him.

The director, according to his friend's words: "I have practiced the ability to step on the high and the low, and I have met a few people by running around the field when I was young, and I can pull some projects to sit in the position of director, but in fact, I have a belly of straw." Following Wang Jing's side, I didn't learn anything else, I could eat, drink, prostitute and gamble with wine, wealth, and everything, and there have been many disasters for the little girl in the past few years. ”

Whoever is in trouble is none of Zhang Yuanjun's business, there are too many such things in this circle.

What Zhang Yuanjun wants him to do for himself is to do things for himself.

In these years, when you ask someone to do something, you are not afraid that the other party will eat and take the card, but you are afraid that the other party will not enter the oil and salt.

It's certainly not a value to promote, but a lot of times it works.

This director is keen to run the show, so it's easy to make an appointment.

The friend, as the intermediary, said that he would invite him to drink in the evening, and he agreed without asking.

After Zhang Yuanjun received a confirmed reply, he began to book hotels and nightclubs.

Younger sister?

Zhang Yuanjun doesn't touch this thing, but it doesn't prevent him from knowing the way here.

The dens above the level of the capital, which Zhang Yuanjun doesn't know?

Professional things are left to professional people. Book five in one call and see you in the evening.

Seeing that the time was about the same, Zhang Yuanjun was ready to wash.

Ding dong~

"Who?"

"Yuanjun, it's me, open the door." A female voice.