mijobooks Chapter 3196 Dudu's Veto Power
Chapter 3196 Dudu's Veto Power
Chapter 3196 Dudu's Veto Power
P.S.: Bonus chapter to reach the 100-member milestone! Thank you all for your tremendous support over the past five years!! My girlfriends and I express our deepest gratitude!!
That evening, Dudu rushed into the house, holding up the big prize plaque.
Sun Dongdong was sitting on the sofa watching TV when she heard the noise. She looked up at the door and her eyes widened when she saw the sign in Dudu's hand.
"Mom, look!" Dudu held the sign up even higher. "Our script won an award! An award of excellence! And a prize of 100,000 yuan! The judges said our story is very heartwarming, and they're going to make a movie about it!"
Sun Dongdong's eyes were filled with laughter as she gestured with her hands: "Your medals are really big."
Dudu laughed heartily, then handed the award notification and the script draft to her mother, chattering away.
Dudu pointed to the section in the script about "Mom sewing the costume," and said, "The judges said this detail was the most touching, and they even asked me if my mom really knows how to sew clothes! Hahaha~"
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Ever since Wan Kun got a copy of the script for "Miss Zhao's Family" from Wu Zebing, he has been studying and pondering it. When he saw the line "The father is a kayaker, and his fingers are calloused, yet he gently helps his wife tie her hair," he sat up straight. This was completely different from the tough guy roles he had played before.
As he gets older, he can't keep playing tough guys. Not only are the audience tired of it, but he himself is also bored. He is currently seeking a transformation, and his role as a comedic minor character in "Our Summer" last summer was a good attempt.
"Kayaking..." he muttered, searching for "basic kayaking movements" and "daily habits of athletes" on his phone. That evening, he contacted a friend and arranged to go to a water sports center in the suburbs the next day to try kayaking.
The next morning, Wan Kun, wearing a life jacket, awkwardly paddled along the riverbank. The sun was just rising, and the water shimmered with a cold light. After paddling for more than ten minutes, his arms began to ache, and his palms were red from being rubbed by the paddle handle.
The coach shouted from the side, "Keep your waist stable! Kayaking relies on core strength, not just your arms!"
Wan Kun gritted his teeth and adjusted his posture, but his mind was filled with details from the script: After training every day, Dad would first comb Mom's hair and then help Dudu check her homework.
"I have to portray the feeling of a father's love being as solid as a mountain." He pondered as he drew: "The father's movements should be slow but powerful, and his fingers should be gentle when tying hair, as if he is afraid of hurting his precious child."
During his lunch break, he pulled out the script again and practiced the expression of "Dad watching Dudu act" in front of the mirror: he couldn't be too gentle, he had to hide a bit of pride, and he also had to have the awkwardness of "wanting to get close but afraid of disturbing".
He practiced until his lips ached before taking out his phone to message Wu Zebing: "Mr. Wu, I've done some research on the role of the father and would like to talk to the director about my understanding of the character. Would it be convenient for you to arrange that?"
Just as Wan Kun sent out the message, Wu Zebing's office phone rang again. He glanced at the caller ID; it was Mr. Wang from a film and television investment company. He answered with a sigh, "Mr. Wang, what a rare guest."
"Old Wu, I need to ask you something." The voice on the other end of the phone was chuckled. "Isn't 'Miss Zhao's Family' about to be filmed? My niece just graduated from film school. She's got a good image. Could you give her a supporting role as a sign language teacher? As for the investment, our company can add another two million."
Wu Zebing pinched the bridge of his nose, his tone polite yet firm: "President Wang, this production is overseen by President Zhang. Casting depends on how well the director and script fit; I really can't make that decision. Besides, the sign language interpreter needs to know basic sign language. Does your niece know it?"
“You can learn sign language!” Mr. Wang interrupted him. “It’s just a minor role, can you make an exception?”
Wu Zebing had no choice but to make an excuse: "I'll give the director your niece's information first so he can take a look, but whether it will work out in the end is not up to me."
"That works too. What about the investment?"
"Investment is out of the question. The funds are already in place, and no one is going to give up their shares at this point."
Regarding the investment, Wu Zebing's tone was firm, there was no room for discussion. This Boss Wang was really dreaming. Not only did he send people in, but he also wanted to invest and get a share of the pie. Everyone knew that none of the films and TV series invested in and produced by Little Red Horse Film and Television had ever lost money. So many people wanted to send money but couldn't get in.
After hanging up the phone, Wu Zebing felt a little annoyed looking at the list of recommendations on the table. There were popular actors, actors who had faded into obscurity, unknown actors, people with connections, and actors with real talent and veteran actors. All sorts of people came, all wanting to get a role in this movie.
He picked up the phone and called Zhang Tan's office administrative secretary. Although Zhang Tan was often away from the company, he still had an administrative secretary to assist him with his daily affairs.
Wang Wenming was in charge of this job before, but after he was promoted, he chose a girl with a master's degree instead.
"Secretary Zhou, is General Manager Zhang here now?"
"Hello, Mr. Wu. Mr. Zhang is here."
Wu Zebing hung up the phone, grabbed a pile of recommendation materials, and went out. He took the elevator to Zhang Tan's floor, where Zhang Tongshun was also there.
After exchanging greetings, Wu Zebing explained his purpose and placed the recommendation materials in front of Zhang Tongshun: "Director Zhang, these are all the resumes of actors who have submitted their own recommendations. You can worry about them all now."
Zhang Tongshun has been confirmed as the director of "Miss Zhao's Family". He has directed "Flipped", "The Pursuit of Happyness" and "Love Spreads", which makes him very suitable for this type of subject matter.
Zhang Tongshun flipped through a resume, frowning: "This mother candidate is good-looking, but she doesn't even know the basic archery posture. She needs a stunt double. It's too fake."
Zhang Tan nodded and pushed a resume over: "Take a look at this. Wan Kun submitted a video of himself trying out kayaking yesterday. See—"
In the video, Wan Kun is practicing kayaking on the riverbank. Although his movements are not standard, he started practicing even before he received his role, and his serious and responsible attitude is admirable.
Zhang Tongshun laughed: "They're quite dedicated, much better than those who only know how to pull strings. This role requires this kind of down-to-earth seriousness."
"As for those who tried to use connections," Zhang Tan closed the documents, his tone firm, "we turned them all down. The core of this play is authenticity, and the portrayal of the characters is the most important thing. We can't tarnish Miss Zhao's reputation."
Zhang Tongshun nodded in agreement: "Tomorrow, I'll have the assistant director contact Wan Kun and arrange an audition. We need to find someone with archery skills for the mother, not someone who just poses and ruins the prototype of Dudu's mother. We need to consider actors with life experience, not those who are too slick."
At this moment, the Little Red Horse Academy activity room was as lively as a small market.
Chengcheng was hunched over the table revising the script, while Xiaobai annotated the details of the "Mom shooting an arrow scene": "Here we need to film a close-up of Mom drawing the bow, and when the arrow is shot, Dudu should clap along. Dudu, come and take a look, is this right?"
Dudu stared at it carefully, mimicking the action of "drawing a bow," and said earnestly, "When Mom draws the bow, her shoulders will feel a little heavier, and her eyes will be fixed on the bullseye, without blinking."
Little Bai waved her hand and said, "Okay, let's change it!"
Liu Liu came closer, holding her grudge notebook in her hand. However, the grudge notebook has now become her study notebook, which contains many sign language gestures.
"I learned archery sign language from Dudu yesterday! Look." She made a bow-drawing gesture with her hands, but almost hit Chengcheng on the head.
"Be careful." Chengcheng shifted her position.
Xiaomi said, "Didn't the director come to meet us this morning? He said that Mom wants to find actors who are really good at archery, otherwise the movements won't be standard."
Dudu wholeheartedly agreed. Boss Zhang had given her veto power over the roles of father and mother, so her words carried considerable weight.
Whether it's Wan Kun or anyone else, if they want to get the role they want, they have to get past Dudu first.
"We need someone as amazing as Dudu's mom!" Liuli slammed her hand on the table. "Ideally, she could hit the bullseye with one arrow, that would be really cool!"
Xiaobai reminded her, "Liuliu, you need to learn how to shoot arrows first, at least learn the posture. You have to work hard, there's so much to learn, don't hold us back."
"I'm learning to be a duck. Don't worry, Little White, I'll learn very soon. In fact, I'm almost there already, look!"
Liuliu made an archery motion, but kept shrugging her shoulders high, which made Dudu laugh.
Xiao Bai then said, "The director said that next week we'll audition for Mom and Dad, and we'll be the little judges to see who acts the most convincingly! Liu Liu, remember to make time for it, you have to go, this is for you to choose your mom and dad. Du Du, you definitely have to go, you have the right to decide."
"Xiaobai, I feel like you're insulting me." Liuliu stared at Xiaobai's face, trying to find a clue.