"Teacher Yuan is here, sit down."

"Thank you Teacher Yuan for taking the time to come here, everyone will give him a cup."

Under Mr. Ma's shout, everyone raised their wine glasses. Yuan Hua picked up the drink in front of his deskmate Yang Chaoyue and poured it into a glass, saying sorry:

"I'll start work tomorrow morning, so I won't drink anymore."

With his current rank, in the entertainment industry, as long as he doesn't want to drink, no one can force him to drink.

"It's okay, everything you drink is the same, it's important to participate." After a drink, Mr. Ma smiled heartily: "You are familiar with the students from Shengfang Group, but you don't know the students from the Newind Group. I'll introduce them to you."

"This is Fu Qing."

"Hello, Teacher Yuan."

"This is Wu Xuanyi."

"Hello teacher."

...

Everyone, Yuan Hua nodded and smiled. After a circle, he remembered the two names at the beginning, Wu Xuanyi and Fu Qing.

It’s not that Mr. Ma was impressed by them first, but that the two’s appearance was very high in the 101 combination.

Wu Xuanyi has small and cute facial features. It can be seen that her personality is also very lively. Fu Qing is tall and has a heroic brow. She wears a pair of frameless glasses, looking like a royal sister.

Next to Yuan Hua, Yang Chaoyue couldn't help but feel envious when she saw Yuan Hua talking and laughing in front of President Ma.

Not only her, but 101 girls have similar ideas.

They have to face too many big names in the show, such as directors, producers, dance teachers, song teachers, and all kinds of teachers.

None of these people can afford to offend them.

Above these people is Mr. Ma who is standing at the top of the food chain. Everyone has to give face to this person, but Yuan Hua, who toasts him and drinks him and picks up food when others drinks.

But Mr. Ma was still smiling, without any anger, as if that was the case.

In this second, everyone's hearts were full of upward ambitions.

To be an artist, you have to do this.

As long as you become popular, everyone will revolve around you.

Speaking of turning, Yuan Hua was about to get the chopsticks to pick up the food when the turntable moved, and the food in front of him left him.

Turning his head and staring at Yang Chaoyue for a few seconds. Yang Chaoyue's hand holding chopsticks stopped in the air, smiled angrily, and turned the dish back again.

My heart skipped a beat, and it was a chill, and Yang Chaoyue had no appetite.

The next second, Yuan Hua turned her back after picking up the dishes, and still talked to Mr. Ma. In just a few seconds, Yang Chaoyue felt like she was riding a roller coaster, falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, and climbing back from the bottom of the valley to the end of the clouds.

"Teacher Yuan, you're here today. Why don't you write a song for us Rocket Girls as their debut single."

Mr. Ma suddenly spoke and shocked everyone.

The Rocket Girl looked at Yuan Hua in unison, her eyes wide open, without hiding her excitement and desire.

Who doesn’t want Yuan Hua’s song? The question is whether they are willing to write it.

The boss of a listed company has a net worth of billions. Can you like the little money you write for songs? Stop teasing.

This is just like someone now invites them to perform at a small bar in the county town, and they give them 180 yuan in one show.

"Yes, no problem." With a smile, Yuan Hua nodded and agreed: "But I have been busy filming these two days, and it may take a few days to come out, and I may not have time to arrange the song."

The cooperation between Yixin Film and Television and Tencent Video has been in a day or two. It is a big business worth hundreds of millions of dollars each time, and it is not a song.

It's a coincidence that Rocket Girl's most famous calorie-burning song is still in his study.

But he only restored the song, and he could not remember some of the places. He just filled in a few words to fill in the blanks and gave them enough to Yang Chaoyue and the others. Anyway, no one knew what the original version was.

"Why are you all standing there? You're not thanking Teacher Yuan."

"Thank you, Teacher Yuan."

"Teacher Yuan, can you reveal in advance what style it is?"

"It might be tailor-made for you. The concept of songs has long been available, and it is quite suitable for girls to sing."

"Thank you, Teacher Yuan, you are so handsome, you like you so much."

"Girl, you're late, my child will almost call him dad."

Girl: "..."

In fact, she wanted to say that if Yuan Hua was willing to write a few more poems, she could also call him dad.

...

May, the 21st month of the fourth lunar month, Xiaoman.

I'm not the God of Medicine to finish the shoot.

Yuan Hua's scenes were actually finished a few days ago, so he didn't rush to go home. He stayed in the crew and waited for everyone to finish all the scenes before leaving.

As an actor, he did everything he could, and the rest of the post-production work was given to Fumino, and the box office results were handed over to the audience.

The previous half-year appointment with Jing Tian has also arrived.

In the second half of the year, he took care of his children, and Jing Tian went to director Ai You for the next life.

At the home of the Magic City, Jing Tian held a copy of the love that Yuan Hua had brought from the company and had plans for the next life.

“Is this funding a little high?”

Just looking through the first page, Jing Tian felt a little guilty when she saw a 100 million investment. She was the third place in the birth of the director, with only 20 million yuan.

Love has the next life belongs to art films. I brought in two or three million from Yixin Film and Television, a total of five or six million, and it is enough to make do with it.

Who would have thought that the first plan given by the company was 1.5 billion yuan.

Yuan Hua lowered his head and wrote and painted on paper. He occasionally looked at his phone and said without raising his head: "Huayi is the major shareholder of Yixin Film and Television. Now he is using the major shareholder's money to film. If he doesn't film, he will be useless. What's so heartbreaking?"

The funds were temporarily changed.

Jing Tian hesitated: "That's the case, but if you lose money, will it increase the difficulty of your bet?"

"Haha, I will do nothing in the second half of this year. I can achieve a profit of one billion by relying on the God of Medicine. Your more than one billion is completely a drizzle."

"But, this doesn't cost 1.5 billion?" Jing Tian scratched his head: "You can't just make a profit of 5,800 yuan with a prop and a straw hat, and a horse makes a profit of 100,000 yuan, right?"

"Who said you can't use it? Your salary is 30 million, mine is 50 million, and the remaining 20 million to hire other actors, and the production fee left for you is 50 million."

Jing Tian was stunned for a moment: "You want to act too?"

"Or where do you think you got a 1500 million?" Yuan Hua gave her a blank look: "I have read the script of Love in the next life, and there are many hugging scenes inside. What should I do if I don't have it?"

Jing Tian held his forehead: "This is filming."

Yuan Hua has been doing well again these days after returning home. She is a little overwhelmed by the fierce spirits and tigers.

"Yes, the fat water will not flow to outsiders." Yuan Hua closed his hat: "I have found all the actors for you. Except for us, the third male lead is looking for Jiang Wu."

There are three important roles in this drama, one is one is one is one is one, and one is one is one is his brother.

The second male lead is the bandit leader. As the protagonist's elder brother, he is more than ten years older than the protagonist. His elder brother is like his father. He has raised his younger brother since childhood.

Jiang Wu looks old-fashioned, has a rough appearance and a gangster spirit, which is very suitable for the second male lead.

He also played the role in his previous life. The interpretation was very good, but he did not steal the show, which made the male and female protagonists look very good.

"What should I do if that child?" Jing Tian thought of a question.

"Of course I took my back to the crew."

Jing Tian: “…”

This is the first time she has seen this operation with her child on her back, but it’s fine, the family of three doesn’t have to live in separate places.

Although she is awakened by her child every day and rarely has a stable sleep, she really wants to get rid of this kind of life, but she is worried if she really gives the child to Yuan Hua for half a year.

It would be great if a man could live with his children.

"What did you write?" After solving the problem of the family of three, Jing Tian glanced at what Yuan Hua wrote: "Burn my calories?"

"Are you a song written by me inspired to dance weight loss fucks every day?"

Climbing up the pole, Yuan Hua focused on it: "Yes, I think it's not easy for women to give birth, especially during weight loss. You should write a song to record this kind of hardship."

If Rocket Girls heard this song about the hardships of postpartum women losing weight, I don’t know what expression would be.

Yuan Hua was looking forward to it.

According to the score, Jing Tian hummed: "The first sentence of getting up every day, cheer yourself up first. Every time I eat an extra grain of rice, I have to say sorry, Magic Mirror, look at me, where is my collarbone... Are you singing a song by a girl?"

She is not a professional singer, but she doesn't know anything about songs. She has released an album before. After humming it, you will know that this is not a song sung by a boy.

"Well, I've created 101 some time ago. Mr. Ma asked me to write a debut single for Rocket Girls. It has been urging me to make several days, and more than a dozen girls are waiting for me to write songs and debut."

"If someone asks you to write, you will write, you are stupid." Jing Tian felt a little disappointed, and felt that her man was taken advantage of by other women. After all, Yuan Hua had never written a few songs for her.

Yuan Hua had no choice but to say: "Yes, I don't want to write, but Mr. Ma gave him 10 million, and it's hard to let go of his kindness."
To be continued...