Superstar starts from the Film and Television Academy

The clerk then said, "Do you have a full-body photo of her? I might be able to help you look at it."

Well, seeing how professional she looked, Han Fei believed her, and the sales clerk said at first glance, "Your sister should be about five and a half years old, and she's in pre-school, right? The height should be between 98-103 centimeters, our brand's clothing is a more standard size, and your sister should be enough to wear an M size."

Han Fei eventually called Dong Jie to confirm, and incidentally also set out her size, don't say that, this sales clerk really has two brushes, the little girl's height is just 101 centimeters.

"Then wrap up this skirt, and the two over there for me, and that little shoe ......."

Han Fei walked away with a big bag, and the salesman next to him was envious, "This mainland boy is really rich, buying gifts for his sister, tens of thousands of dollars without blinking an eye."

"That's right, don't you see what era it is now, people are living much better than us, families live in big houses, where is it like us squeezing pigeon cages."

Rather interestingly, Han Fei's shopping encountered more than one wave of talent scouts who said they could make him a big star.

Such things as talent scouts were almost extinct in the mainland, which rather helped Han Fei find a lot of memories of Hong Kong movies.

At the snack street where he had agreed to meet Zhao Guang at night, Han Fei finally met the legendary figure, but by the way he was dressed, he knew that he hadn't had a good time.

"Han Fei."

"Zhao Guang."

It could be seen that Zhao Guang should be a person with a high self-esteem, and even when he saw his old classmate's boss, he still wasn't humble.

At a large stall, ordering some oysters grilled and the like, Zhao Guang gulped down a large mouthful of beer after lightly touching with Han Fei.

"This is my first time in Xiangjiang, you've lived here for so many years, can you tell me about this place?" Han Fei suddenly smiled.

Zhao Guang was stunned, put down the skewer in his hand and wiped his mouth, "Let's just say that our generation grew up watching Hong Kong movies, TV dramas and movies, and the reason why I enrolled in film school in the first place is because of the influence of Hong Kong movies."

"Then I couldn't make it in the mainland anymore and came here, I once thought this would be the place where my dreams would set sail, but it turned out ...... The way I am now, as you can see, this place can't carry any hope."

Han Fei asked curiously, "Oh? How so?"

Zhao Guang took another gulp of beer, "Let me tell you, people in Hong Kong are very xenophobic, at first I thought it was because I don't speak Cantonese, so I spent two years studying hard. The one who serves tea on a theatre set in Hong Kong is paid more than me."

"I've worked from location to assistant director, what have I not done over the years as a lighting technician, cameraman, scriptwriter? The script I wrote got the TVB ratings championship, but it's useless, there is a chance that people still promote their own people, this is the reality, I theorized with the top, they told me to get out ......." Zhao Guang drank and drank too much.

Han Fei's heart, however, was even better: "Since you're not having a good time why don't you go back?"

"Back? How do we get back? I haven't missed many resumes to film and TV companies over the years, but I didn't get a single call in the end, not even an interview, and then I realized that it was that grandson who was behind it, who would offend a rich and powerful master for a small, unknown director?" Zhao Guang's voice was all of an octave too high.

"Since that's the case, there's even less reason for you to refuse my invitation, although I don't know who that grandson you're talking about is, but he shouldn't be able to threaten me."

Perhaps it was the confidence in Han Fei's words that moved Zhao Guang, he smiled drunkenly, "No, this kind of thing can't be survived by a passionate heart, I heard Hou Zi say that your company has only been open for four years until this year, you can't fight him."

"You have to try to know if you can't fight or not, since you have nothing left, why don't you try to gamble?" Han Fei Dao.

Zhao Guang waved his hand, "Alright buddy, stop it, I know you're doing it for my own good, but I really can't get you involved, the pain of losing everything, do you understand what it feels like? It's enough for me to try by myself ......."

Finished, Zhao Guang whole plopped down on the table drunk and died, Han Fei helplessly sighed: "Old fine, checkout."

Stopped several taxis, all with the fear that Zhao Guang vomited in the car only to refuse to load, Han Fei helplessly can only take the banknotes first to the car wash money.

When he arrived at the Peninsula Hotel, he arranged another room for Zhao Guang and worked until eleven o'clock at night before going to bed.

When Zhao Guang opened his eyes the next day, he found himself lying in the suite of the Peninsula Hotel, and his whole body was not well, he knew exactly how expensive it was here, and was covering his wallet with silent tears.

As a result, the phone rang in the hotel.

"Hey, sir, is the breakfast service you ordered now easily delivered?"

"Well? I didn't make a reservation for breakfast."

"Oh, it was Mr. Han in room 806 who made the reservation for you."

"Well, can I return it?"

"But Mr. Han has already paid for it ah."

Zhao Guang just remembered, last night, just cared about spitting bitterness with Han Fei, in the end, it seems like he didn't even buy the single and then cut off the film, this, humiliated big shame ah.

Zhao Guang gulped down his saliva, he didn't eat anything last night even though he was drinking, and he threw up several times, the breakfast in a five-star hotel shouldn't be cheap, right? They've spent all their money and can't give it back, so why don't you try some?

Chapter 323 - Dreaming Fools.

Around ten o'clock, at the hotel's high-rise cafe, Zhao Guang saw Han Fei alone watching the scenery and silently walked over.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Han Fei smiled back at him.

Zhao Guang was a bit rushed, "Sorry to break it to you."

Han Fei smiled inwardly, it's okay, it seems that these years have smoothed out his rhinestones quite a bit, without meeting him to write him an IOU or something.

"In the past, I never understood why the tycoons in Hong Kong's movies and TV shows always like to pretend to be on tall buildings in the downtown area, but now it seems that this angle does allow you to see a different view, and it seems as if you can step on others from here."

Han Fei's beginningless words, but they made Zhao Guang's eyebrows furrow, hadn't he just been stepped on without dignity all these years?

"Here's all the information about my company, you might as well read it before giving your answer."

Han Fei handed Zhao Guang the information he had the hotel print out last night, then turned his head to look at the endless stream of people below, without a trace of emotion in his tone: "When you are a grass on the horizon, don't expect others to see you from afar, even if they walk by you or even step over you, there is no way, no one will take your feelings into account, because you are just a Grass, if you want people to see yourself, then let yourself become a tree, a giant tree that shades the sky and makes the world tremble."

Zhao Guang's hand holding the information was trembling, for so many years, he even thought that his heart had died.

A long while ago, Zhao Guang closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to make his voice appear calm: "I'll go with you."

Only then did Han Fei turn his head, "Feijiao Film and Television, welcome to join us."

In fact this was the last chance Han Fei gave him, if Zhao Guang pushed back again, Han Fei would turn around and leave without hesitation, he always believed that movies and TV shows were stories where a small group of idiots wove their dreams into images to appear to most people, and the director was the soul of the story, if the director was just a walking corpse, then what point was there to see?

In HAN Fei's opinion, all the famous directors in the world are a bunch of "fools" who don't accept defeat.

For example, Xu Hark, who has won countless stars and honors, from martial arts films to comedies to gangster films, ghost movies, art films, 3D movies, he has never stopped, always in pursuit of innovation.

Compared to Wang Jing, who has the title of king of bad movies, Xu Ke is a fool living in his own dream, the reality of countless people waving money to shout at him: you're so tired, why bother? You can make a lot of money by copying whatever you like, just by virtue of your fame.

Of course, no one's path is smooth, Xu Hark also has box office flops, in 1983, spent a huge amount of money on the "New Shushan Swordsman" let him taste the bitter fruit of failure, and after 18 years, Xu Hark again remake "Shushan", this time but the loss is even worse, 100 million yuan investment, the box office only 30 million, it can be said that the money is no return.

Even if he has already become a legend in the Chinese film industry, Xu Ke is Xu Ke, he will never become Wang Jing, he is still the dreaming fool.

......

Zhao Guang originally signed a one-year contract with the company, which expired at the end of the year, and the new contract hasn't been signed yet, not only for him, but for all the mainland employees, while the locals are basically on a three- to five-year long contract.

So for Zhao Guang's sudden resignation the boss showed enough shock: "Oh, Guangzai, don't listen to other people's nonsense, where is it so easy to make a living in the mainland, you'd better stay, at the worst I'll talk to the boss and ask him to give you a raise in salary, na, this contract, you can get 30,000 Hong Kong dollars a month after signing it, think about it again. "

Zhao Guang laughed coldly in his heart, if he wasn't capable enough this grandson would keep himself? Thirty thousand a month may seem like a lot, but don't forget that this is Xiangjiang, and a dishwashing aunt's salary is over ten thousand.

Seeing that Zhao Guang insists on leaving, the supervisor is anxious, this kid can write, direct and be a photographer, and most importantly, without a foundation, his life won't be so easy after letting him go.