Becoming a Movie Star, System Only Finished Loading After Ten Years
Chapter 139 - 136 Mocking Her Mom’s Treasure? (Request for Double Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 139: Chapter 136 Mocking Her Mom’s Treasure? (Request for Double Monthly Tickets)

An Feng didn’t know whether to be happy or annoyed.

Qi Hao’s words probably meant she looked young, like a high school student, but it could also mean she looked plain, like a high school student...

She’s 22 this year, not yet at an age to worry.

"In the play, who has a crush on who?" An Feng thought of another question.

"The female lead has a crush on the male lead," Qi Hao paused and added, "If you play this role, you might have to act ugly, darken your skin, get a hairstyle that doesn’t suit you, wear braces, glasses..."

"I have a crush on you, huh, lucky you." An Feng joked.

She had been thinking, although she wasn’t considered particularly attractive in her family, she was still a beauty, so who would need her to have a crush on?

Turns out she has to act ugly...

"No problem acting ugly, right?" Qi Hao didn’t know what An Feng was thinking on her side.

Previously, when filming "October Fortress," she was made up all dusty because she was blacklisted, and Ms. Liu had no choice but to agree to let her daughter act ugly.

Now that the ban has been lifted, it’s okay not to act ugly.

"No problem. I’ve realized there’s nothing wrong with acting ugly. If I’m unwilling to act ugly at all, I couldn’t have much acting skill."

An Feng’s words were not without merit.

If 50 points of acting skill are exerted equally, those with average looks can display 50 points; those with worse looks might show more than 50 points; but those with too good looks may only have 30 points noticed.

Everyone is looking at your face; who cares about your acting skills.

When they concentrate on watching the acting, they’ll naturally be more critical, feeling that such acting skills don’t match your face.

"Yes, I also realized this point."

Qi Hao’s acting was just among the top level of young actors before. Later, he gave up on trying to look cool, and it was like suddenly opening the door to a new world. Many previously incomprehensible acting challenges became clear without a teacher.

"I’ll make room in my schedule."

An Feng finally confirmed, the female lead in the movie, and the script was bought for 2.4 million, so no matter how bad it is, it can’t be that bad.

"Don’t you need to discuss it with your mom?" Qi Hao asked.

"No need, I can make the decision on this." An Feng felt like Qi Hao was mocking her.

Was he mocking her for being a mama’s boy?

"Because the script was bought at a high price, the pay might be a bit less. Of course, if you’re interested, we can invest together, half and half outside the script. You can go back and discuss this with her."

Qi Hao not only wanted to drift for free, but he even wanted to collect a fee.

"Okay!" An Feng had no objections.

This type of campus youth film doesn’t have high investment costs. If possible, she indeed wants to give it a try.

When Mrs. Hua had her blacklisted before, she thought if she couldn’t establish herself even in Hong Kong and Taiwan, she would save up money to make a film herself.

If she could make it, she’d continue in the circle; if not, she’d just quit the circle.

Perhaps she could consider finding someone for a grand romantic relationship, and if suitable, just marry.

She feels that everything should be tried because you never know what thing or person will change your life.

"Three million for a script, you’re really willing to spend big."

Jia Zhangke came to see the big spender. Although the box office of his movies wasn’t that good, because of low costs, plus winning awards, getting prize money, and selling rights, he managed to carve out a path in independent cinema.

Most of his films were written and directed by himself.

If Qi Hao gave him three million, he would probably not sell the script, but he couldn’t help feeling a bit sour.

Too bad he’s not a quick writer. If he could write two scripts a month.

Feels like selling scripts would be more profitable than making movies.

"Can’t help it, I can’t write myself, and no one is willing to let me make a movie from their scripts, so I can only show sincerity in this way."

Qi Hao lamented, almost in tears.

"I have a script called ’Time Traveler’s Treasure Box,’ somewhat similar to ’Journey to the West,’ are you interested?"

While Qi Hao and Jia Zhangke were chatting, a sleazy guy squeezed over.

Clearly, Little Fatty Sheep’s fame had spread widely.

Dumb, loaded, quick to butcher.

A movie script, if the plot is suitable, and you find the right director and actors, gets made into a movie and hits cinemas, it could potentially generate tens of millions or even billions in profit.

But that’s a big if.

Under normal circumstances, a few million in profit is already great.

And the profits that reach the director and screenwriter are even less. Most of the movie costs are under thirty million, and not much can be paid in salaries either.

If a script could really sell for three million, Liu Zhenwei wouldn’t mind selling it to Qi Hao.

He writes scripts quickly; the movie "East Meets West" was created even without preparation, without a script, while speeding up filming and brainstorming, completing all filming tasks in just 27 days.

"That’s enough, enough. If I need it, I will definitely contact the big boss."

Qi Hao shook hands with the person.

But he wasn’t planning to buy the other party’s "Time Traveler’s Treasure Box" script.

Spending three million on "Steel Piano" was because the task time was tight, using money to buy time.

"There are no thieves in the world" was a 2004 film, showing that his fast task rushing strategy wasn’t wrong, and maybe soon he could rush to 2009.

If it’s not a particularly good script, he won’t even pay two million in the future.

The quality of a script is difficult to see immediately, and its commercial value even harder to discern. If someone had that ability, they’d have long been worshipped by major film companies as a god of wealth.

However, in this setting today, the actors Qi Hao met were still reasonable to talk to.

The directors he chatted with all talked about the three million dollar script purchase. To say it nicely, they praised him as a young man with guts. To say it bluntly, it felt like they were ridiculing him for being a sucker.

You kid stirred things up like this, and now all the screenwriters in the industry are thinking about demanding a raise.

How are we supposed to exploit them in the future?

However, a substantial number of directors have the ability to write scripts, which is also good for them, allowing them to pay themselves more.

Once all the stars had walked the red carpet, there was no place left to stand in the open space, and everyone started taking their seats, with conversations limited between the seats.

Then, the Starlight Ceremony started quickly.

Qi Hao, as the image ambassador, was invited on stage to announce the official start of the ceremony with the host.

Then... there was nothing else.

Even when it came to the awards, he wasn’t included and could only watch others win.

Qi Hao maintained his smile throughout, applauding when necessary and nodding when appropriate.

Because among the winners was his rumored girlfriend, among the award presenters was his rumored girlfriend, and among the performers was also his rumored girlfriend. Whenever one of his rumored girlfriends made an appearance, Qi Hao felt the lights and cameras were focused in his direction.

Hmm, he could vaguely feel that even his peers looked down on him.

Especially when he was on stage giving out awards.

The audience even burst into laughter—what’s the big deal with giving an award to a rumored girlfriend?

"Gao Yuanyuan, congratulations, please come on stage!"

With a gesture of invitation from Qi Hao, Gao Yuanyuan stood up with a look of surprise on her face.

Her acting at this moment was much better than when she was filming a movie.

To be honest, the Starlight Ceremony awards really don’t amount to much.

And the awards given are not very significant.

Gao Yuanyuan walked onto the stage, received the trophy from Qi Hao, then spread her arms and hugged Qi Hao.

Qi Hao patted her back, which could have benefited from some cupping, and then moved to the side, leaving the stage for Gao Yuanyuan to give her acceptance speech.

After Gao Yuanyuan finished speaking, the two of them left together.

After the Starlight Ceremony ended, Qi Hao didn’t immediately return to Tieling. He went to the company the next morning to say hello to Gao Fei.

"I’m planning to start filming the script you bought in May, or maybe a little earlier, so you can start preparing now."

A professional screenwriter is needed to refine the script, to make it more suitable for China, more fitting for Qi Hao and An Feng.

In fact, every film and TV drama goes through this process.

Some even have script reading sessions.

Moreover, there are preliminary tasks like project proposals that need someone to handle.

"Really?"

Gao Fei had bought a high-priced script and was feeling a bit down.

This kind of youthful campus script doesn’t have great commercial potential, nor much chance of winning awards—it’s really not worth so much money.

She recalled that it was probably because that Thai guy flattered her Thai speaking skills, making her feel flattered for a moment, which is why she fell for that Thai guy’s ploy.

But if Qi Hao and An Feng star in it together, then this script is totally worth it.

"Yes, the script is actually quite good. Although the price is a bit high, you pay dearly for the bones of a good horse. Yesterday, when I attended the Starlight Ceremony, everyone was asking if I wanted to sell scripts."

Qi Hao comforted his niece.

Gao Yang sent his daughter over so she could grow and eventually take over his business empire.

Compared to that vast scale of tens of billions, a few million is nothing.

Consider it tuition fees.

"I also think the script is good; the way it portrays unrequited love is designed so well. The only pity is that An Feng has to play ugly and can’t show her most beautiful side."

Gao Fei soon became happy.

"Fei, you and An Feng have a good relationship, huh?" Qi Hao suddenly thought of a possibility and became alert.

"Yeah, we’re friends now. We go shopping, eat, and sing together, and I’ve even been to her house."

Gao Fei said enthusiastically.

"And your wild boy?" Qi Hao tentatively asked.

"Ah, the wild boy, he’s an online friend. I’ve been too busy these months and haven’t had time to contact him." Gao Fei didn’t understand why the sudden question about the wild boy.

"You... wouldn’t happen to like girls, would you?"

Qi Hao was amused and exasperated. Boss Gao didn’t want his daughter to mix with any wild boys, and it seems that goal was achieved, but if he knew his daughter had turned gay.

That might be worse than being with a wild boy.

"What are you talking about? I can’t stand you people."

Gao Fei looked at Qi Hao incredulously.

Going out to eat, shopping, and singing—aren’t these normal things for girls?

She occasionally hangs out with Yang Liu too.

"Sorry, the problem is with my thinking, I apologize." Qi Hao sighed with relief.

"I didn’t even suspect you. You’re living with Old Tian, raising a cat together, more exciting than girls hanging out."

Gao Fei said angrily.