Entertainment: Starting with a complete collapse

Chapter 16 East Rise 3

Seeing that Huang Min looked serious and wasn't joking, they realized that Huang Min was serious.

Zhou Nian lifted the fishing rod abruptly: "Are you crazy? I understand your eagerness to return to the entertainment industry, but directing... what's the state of film and television right now? You're an actor too, you must know. Although it's said that good actors can become good directors, you haven't even passed the acting test, and you're directly switching to directing. In recent years, many projects directed by big directors have flopped, yet you want to dive into this industry. With that money, wouldn't it be better to save it and live a good life?!"

"Then what can I do!?"

Huang Min was not angry.

He took the fishing rod from Zhou Nian, glanced at the corn on the hook, and immediately removed it. He then rummaged through Zhou Nian's fishing tackle bag, pulled out a black plastic box of earthworms, hooked one up, and tossed it into the river. "My situation is what it is now. My path as an actor is basically blocked. As for being an ordinary person, I've been doing bit parts since I was a teenager, and I'm thirty-two this year. I've been in this industry for so many years, and I'm not willing to give up like this. You have to make your own path. If the path of an actor doesn't work out for now, I'll find another one."

The float gently rises.

Huang Min lifted up a small crucian carp, about the size of his palm: "See! The fishing is still good. It's just that you're too fixated on big fish. Sometimes when fishing, you shouldn't focus solely on big fish. Catching more small fish isn't necessarily worse than catching big fish, especially when you lower your expectations. You never know what kind of surprise you might find..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bait line that Huang Min had just cast back into the river was snatched by a fish. Zhou Nian, who was still sitting on the pier, quickly stood up: "Slow down, let the fish run for a while, then let it choke on some water. Once it chokes on water, the fish will be too weak."

"So! Are you going to answer it!?"

Huang Min asked while catching the fish according to the anniversary requirements.

The light rain was still falling, splashing onto the lake and creating ripples. The area was surrounded by trees, and besides the anniversary celebration, there were quite a few fishing enthusiasts around.

"Catch the fish first, then we'll talk."

Zhou Nian had already prepared the landing net, holding it tightly here, his eyes fixed on the lake surface, afraid that Huang Min might not notice and the fish would get off the hook, causing it to plunge and sink again. Zhou Nian's nerves were on edge.

soon.

After struggling to break free of the fishing line, the big fish was spotted. Zhou Nian was both surprised and frustrated. He was surprised that he wouldn't be skunked today, but frustrated because he had been sitting since morning and his hemorrhoids were about to flare up. This grass carp, which must have weighed seven or eight pounds, was caught by Huang Min.

"I'm exhausted, slow down, slow down even more."

Seeing that the distance was about right, Zhou Nian used the landing net to scoop up the big fish's head.

then.

Ignoring the light rain, he turned and walked along the fishing platform towards the lake, afraid of ruining his efforts. He took the grass carp out of the fish basket and laughed, "I think you might really be on a roll. You actually caught such a big grass carp with earthworms. I should have used earthworms too, but..."

Zhou Nian, holding the fish by its gills, tossed the large bluefish into the fish basket. Once the fish had completely sunk to the bottom, he wiped his hands with a cloth. "Don't even think about becoming a director," he said. "It's not that I think the fish is too small, but the risk is too great. You didn't get much in the divorce settlement to begin with, and after paying the breach of contract penalty for the endorsement deal, I estimate you won't have much left. Use that money to do something else. If that doesn't work, open a noodle shop like other actors do. At least you'll have a way to make a living."

"Then I'll take this fish home."

Huang Min pointed to the fish basket: "My sister is coming back tonight, so I'll buy some more pickled cabbage to take home and make a pickled cabbage fish dish."

"Don't"

Zhou Nian quickly spoke up: "We've been out of commission for two weeks. We've finally caught a fish we can take back and report. How about this? Since you insist on making it, let me see the script first. If the script is fine, you'll give me 200,000 plus 3% of the box office revenue, right? I'll forget about the 200,000. Just give me 5% of the box office revenue. If we lose, so be it. If we make a profit, let me make as much as possible."

Thanks.

Huang Min thanked him.

"Need not"

Anniversary greeting was met with a wave of his hand: "Mainly, I also can't stand what your ex-wife did, and... if you lose money, don't do anything rash."

"I brought the script; it's in my car."

After changing the bait on the fishing hook and casting it into the lake, Huang Min took Zhou Nian to the spot where he had parked his car. Huang Min valued Zhou Nian's acting skills, as well as the established fact that he had been famous before, which was much better than finding a new face.

Especially since the two had worked together four or five years ago, even if they didn't talk about donations, they could still show some consideration for each other.

Zhou Nian took the script from Huang Min but didn't open it immediately: "Let me be clear from the start, I'll only take on a project if the script is good. If it's bad, don't blame me. I don't mind small fry, but I don't like small fry; they're a real pain."

Huang Min gestured with his hand.

Seeing that Huang Min agreed, Zhou Nian then opened the script. After seeing the title, he said, "You're planning to shoot a horror film. This kind of subject matter doesn't require a high production cost, but don't blame me for not warning you. This kind of subject matter has a lot of restrictions. Also, I'm not going to take my clothes off. Don't even think about finding a big-breasted girl and making me sacrifice myself for art."

"If such a good thing happened, I wouldn't ask you; I'd act it myself."

Huang Min was straightforward and direct.

"hehe"

Zhou Nian chuckled twice: "It seems quite a change; he's even joking now."

After speaking, Zhou Nian composed himself and began to carefully read the script written by Huang Min. The story begins with a well-known TV news anchor who makes a mistake and is demoted to a late-night radio station. One day during a live broadcast, a stranger who calls himself Li Wei calls and says he wants to blow up the Handong Bridge immediately.

The streamer thought it was a prank, but as soon as he finished speaking, the Handong Bridge outside the window was actually blown up.

Gradually.

Anniversary was also drawn to this script.

At the same time... as an actor, Zhou Nian naturally knew that the script, which revolved almost entirely around the male lead, was a top-level test for actors.

So as not to disturb him while he was reading the script, Huang Min and Uncle Zheng went to Zhou Nian's fishing platform. Huang Min wasn't very interested in fishing, but Uncle Zheng liked it quite a bit, and his skills were much better than Zhou Nian's. He started by using corn kernels to bait the area and then used corn kernels to fish.

By the time the anniversary came, Uncle Zheng had already caught three big fish.

I'll take this role.

Zhou Nian had a premonition... even if the movie's box office performance wasn't ideal, as long as he managed to hold this film together, he would definitely be able to return to his peak. Seeing Huang Min toss a crucian carp weighing about seven or eight ounces into his fish basket and then turn to look at him, Zhou Nian's smile deepened: "Don't worry, I won't announce your project before you do."

The rain is still falling.

The light rain at the end of April means that the temperature will rise a few degrees.

Inside a villa.

After Zhang Xiaohua appeared, Lin Wan, who was sitting on the sofa watching her son draw, asked, "Is there any movement?!"

"No"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and shook her head.

Immediately, a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes. She had been somewhat worried when she saw Huang Min's behavior when he was surrounded by reporters that day, but this was how it turned out...

It's over in a few shouts.