Galactic Garbage Station

“Sister, can we take pictures with Xiao Qi?” A few girls had just been afraid to approach the giant Labrador dog, but seeing it on Zhao Mengxiang's clothing posting made them feel bold, as if they were a group of small fans, excitedly a bunch of bees surrounded them.

“Okay, Daddy, they're just photographs. It's okay.” Zhao Mengxiang knew that Dai had filmed a goddog TV show, so it was not strange for Xiaoqi to call it, touching Dai, who was a little angry because a stranger approached him, said with a laugh. Dai had some reluctance, but had to obey, and the girl who didn't rush over grinned her teeth.

Several girls were granted permission, and suddenly they lost their grip. They went around and took out their phones to shoot. Even one girl, Zhao Mengxiang, was beside them, dared to touch Dae's head, excitedly shouting directly.

“Even a god dog doesn't have to do this.” The young man with the cheetah tattoo on his chest and the surfboard saw this scene. He couldn't help but taste it. He was a handsome man anyway, but compared to the popularity of this dog, he was 18,000 miles away.

“Seven, how much is one plus five?” A girl took a video and asked Da. She obviously wanted to take a picture of Da arithmetic so that she could show off. Too bad Dada ignored the girls.

“Da, if you can figure it out, just do it.” Zhao Mengxiang touched Da's head and laughed. Su Zhenhong, Liu Xiao, Uncle BBQ and others also looked with great interest. Although they had just seen it, there was always a "would that be a coincidence” psychology, and I couldn't help but want to see it again.

“Wang.” Da shouted, sticking out a paw and sliding on the ground, wrote an Arab number “6”, the whole time was silly, everyone's chin was about to fall to the ground, not only because Da was right, but also because it actually wrote the number, this dog could actually write! Even the Arabic numbers are amazing!

“Shit, am I blind?” The surfboards held by young people accidentally fell to the ground.

“Damn it, that's crazy too.” There have always been some young men with cold chests tattooed with little cheetahs who couldn't help but take out their cell phones to take pictures.

“Wow, Seven Seven, you're amazing. How much is 13 plus 12?” The girls surrounding Dadai were so excited to receive the treasure, they continued to ask, and they all took out their cell phones to take videos. For these girls, Dai obviously is not ideal, but listen to Zhao Mengxiang, still wrote “25” on the sand. The girls continued to ask for more complicated additions and subtractions, and Dada was all right.

“This dog... is gorgeous!” Uncle BBQ is stunned.

“This…” Su Zhenhong no longer knew how to express his mood. Even if he had seen the magic of Su Zhenhong's pets, it would be difficult to accept this scene. Dog writing is incredible.

This was cheap for a few girls. Not only did they touch Dai, they got photos, but they also got surprise pleasures. Some of them couldn't wait to send the video to their friends, so they quickly spread it to the Internet and quickly went red.

……

In one compartment, several people negotiated.

One of the skilled middle-aged women, with her short hair, smiled: “The play" The Wonder Dog Soldier ", to be honest, is to create a team of dogs into the lead character on the camera and show their military career in a meaningful way...”

“Did you finalize the puppy's selection?” A middle-aged man with a beard asked, and it was the director of The Dog, Wang Li.

“Wang Mentor, you want to recommend the labrador who plays the god dog Xiaoqi?” He Xiaojing, a skilled middle-aged woman, said.

“Yes, the dog owner and a lot of other dogs are good.” Wang Li said.

“Of course I thought about it, but the Labrador is too expensive now.” He Xiao Jing was a little helpless, she naturally knew that the Labrador dog was very good, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed to change the lead character, but with the popular broadcast of "The Divine Dog," the price of “Xiaoqi" also increased the boat. This film of the sequel of "The Divine Dog", the funds provided by the investor are limited, and this film, in addition to the main dog, there are also a number of dog plays, as a producer of money, must be carefully calculated.

“There are too many smart dogs out there, but you don't have to choose that dog. Dog stars are easy to pick up and fall back. The price is just like foam, and it doesn't have any star effect.” A middle-aged man with messy hair and no margins said.

“I heard that dog was a good shot. Is that what happened?” A Sven middle-aged man turned to Wang Lei.

“Really, very, very good shot, that's a real god dog, no need to shoot us all god dogs. Not only does it produce good results and improve viewership, but it also saves a lot of human and financial resources during the shoot. I think as long as the reward is not too exaggerated, it is definitely worth choosing it, other dog stars may be hard to sustain, but I feel that the dog, will get more and more hot.” Wang Li said.

“I'll talk to the Mr. Su first, and then we'll figure it out. You guys should polish the script first.” He Xiao Jing nodded, and she knew the Labrador dog was good, but whatever Wang Li said, stay calm.

They continued to discuss some matters. In fact, he Xiao Jing, as a producer, had a lot to be responsible for: script integration, early preparation, formation of the production team, costing of production… Simply put, it was like a general manager of a company, so after the general direction was negotiated, the shooting was basically left to the director Wang Li, if “Xiaoqi” was not too expensive, the selection of characters would also let Wang Li take the lead.

After a while, when Wang Li and the screenwriter discussed the script, He Xiaojing's phone suddenly rang. He Xiaojing said sorry. He walked aside to answer the phone and a woman's voice came from across the street: “Xiaojing, are you going to shoot a sequel to the Shen Dog? Can you take me to see Xiaoqi by then...”

“Oh, how can you be obsessed with Seven, but who told you that I would keep Seven filming the sequel?” He Xiaojing laughed.

“What, you're not going to keep letting Xiaoqi beat? Are you out of your mind?” The voice across the street was incredibly surprised.

“You just got your brain pumped. I have to think about the cost of making it.” He Xiaojing scolded.

“You're the brains out, and you don't see what Xiaoqi's online fire looks like now. Today, Baidu searched for the headlines. Although I don't know much about productions, the most popular protagonists are beneficial for viewership. That's the most basic truth, isn't it? Don't say anything else. Just publicity and speculation won't save you any money. ”

“Baidu search headlines?” He Xiaojing stunned.

“Don't you know, open the web yourself. ”

He Xiao Jing was suspicious. Though the rating of "The Dog of God" is good, it hasn't been too explosive lately. How could it suddenly rush into the search headlines? Doubtfully, when you open the page on your phone, the headline seems to be about Seven, and the headline is "Dogs who can count and write." Have you seen it? ”He Xiao Jing subconsciously thought it was a prank video. The so-called arithmetic writing definitely wasn't true. Click in, open the video inside, and for a moment, He Xiaojing was completely stunned.