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"Well, so Yida intends to give you this film, how about it?"

Zhang Wei said lightly.

"Huh? Let us?"

The next moment, several CEOs of the movie city were stunned.

This is really unexpected. For the movie city, it is the attendance, box office and sales of small commodities.

The higher the box office of a movie, the greater the share of the movie theater.

Is Yida really so kind?

"How do you guys feel? If you can, we won't be in a row at Yida Studios for this movie. Let you let it all out."

"Not a row?"

Several bosses were stunned again.

They are all insiders who naturally know how much impact this kind of film will have on Yida if it is not scheduled.

Especially this film has the possibility of a big explosion,

In case Yida really explodes, Yida’s loss is not only a matter of sales, but also reputation.

"Mr. Zhang, is it a bit sloppy..."

After thinking about it, one of them frowned and said that he really couldn't guess why Zhang Wei did this.

"Sloppy? Everyone, Yida has conditions to be able to make such a big cake. If several people can guarantee the filming of the exquisite ancient city, everything is not a problem. It doesn't need too much, just guarantee 35%!"

With the corner of his mouth curled up, Zhang Wei got up and walked to the desk, bringing a thick stack of documents and placing them on the side of the tea table.

"A few of you can look at this agreement, or the same sentence. As long as you can guarantee that the lineup of Jingjuecheng is 35%, we can sign an agreement. If there is an assassination of Cupid in Yida Film City, here is OK. Give high compensation."

Looked at the agreement, then looked at Zhang Wei.

Many bosses are moved.

To be honest, there are only these two films that have been released recently, and as long as they squeeze the 35% share of Jingjue Ancient City, there is no problem.

Of course, the most important thing is that audiences who want to assassinate Cupid can only walk into their movie city instead of Yida, so that they can also make more money.

Although it may be less profitable to assassinate Cupid by doing so, it has nothing to do with them.

Pick up the agreement and read it carefully.

A boss touched his chin and took the lead to express his opinion.

"Mr. Zhang, are you serious? If you are serious, I will sign!"

"of course!"

"Okay, we sign!"

...

Time flickered, and in a blink of an eye it was ten o'clock in the evening. As the sun went down, the entire high-rise buildings of Shangjing City seemed to be blocked by a layer of golden coat, which was really beautiful.

At this time, outside the Thirteenth Ring Road, outside a small courtyard that looked clean, Hou Lao, the vice president of Guyuan University, appeared here.

He still holds many things in his hands.

Dangdang!

Leaning and looking inside the door, Mr. Hou knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Soon, an elderly voice came from the small courtyard, and then an old man in his 60s appeared in the courtyard.

He walked quickly, and he walked to the door and saw a trace of doubt flashing across Hou Laohou's face outside the door.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

The old man asked.

"You are Mr. Mo Yanmo! My name is Hou Yue and I used to work at Jianda University."

Seeing the master, Hou said hurriedly.

"Hou Yue? Oh? Are you Hou Yue, one of the four elders of Jianda University?"

Upon hearing this, the old man thought for a while and then opened the door.

He had heard of the names of the four elders of Jian Da before but had never been in contact with them, but the visitors were the guests.

"By the way, then you are here this time..."

After Mo Yan gave Hou Yue courtesy to the room, he asked while pouring tea.

He is really curious.

"Mr. Mo, this time I actually didn't mean anything else. I just wanted to ask Mr. Mo to go to Guyuan University as the dean of the Faculty of Arts!"

Hou Yue didn't cover up, and directly expressed his intention this time.

Don't underestimate the ordinary person that Mo Yan wears. He still lives outside the 13th Ring Road in Shangjing City, but he is not ordinary at all.

Mo Yan was once the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature, or the unique qualities of the literati or something, he rarely appeared in the public eye after winning.

He asked his friends to find this place.

"Me? To be the dean of the School of Arts of Guyuan College? Isn't Hou joking! I still want someone like this old antique?"

Hearing Hou Yue's words, Mo Yan, who was pouring tea, suddenly stopped, and then turned around in surprise.

He who usually likes to watch the news naturally knows what happened to Guyuan University.

Today he was really touched, and even more inexplicably sad.

It was good to think that after he won the Nobel Prize, he thought that he could teach or teach in school. The result?

There is no invitation from a university in China,

On the contrary, many prestigious universities abroad have given him various positions. For example, Niu Jing University Park College, ranked third on Sky Blue Star, awarded him the honorary academician title and announced the establishment of an international writing center named after Mo Yan.

However, the more these foreign universities are like this, the more unhappy he is.

He is a true citizen of Xia Country. What is it that foreign universities always grant him various titles?

Of course, Mo Yan also knows that domestic universities do not invite him to have their own considerations.

After all, domestic literature is not like doing scientific research to produce results, there can be various thesis projects and so on.

but now.....

"Mr. Mo Yan is a Nobel Prize winner. It is really a blessing for the students of Guyuan University to join Guyuan University!"

Hou Yue smiled and then asked very seriously.

"Mr. Mo should have watched the news and knew that Professor Xu Ning, Academician Tu, and Old Yuan Yuan had all joined Guyuan University, but do you know why?"

"why?"

Mo Yan is really curious.

"Because a few of us old guys also want to follow the fashion and create an ancient Nobel Prize group... and then go to the Ivy League to make a break!"

"Huh? Heavenly Mission!"

Mo Yan was unable to react for a long time due to the sudden joke.

But soon he understood what Hou Yue meant, especially the second half sentence.

"How...Mr. Mo, let's go together, we will be younger again."

The next moment, Hou Yue took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

"Younger time?"

Taking a long breath, looking at Hou Yue with a serious face, Mo Yan was a little nervous at this moment.

........

At eight o'clock in the evening, in the desert of Tengli, Wu Shuang just returned from the construction site of the organ city.

After a busy day today, I finally made the outer wall of the organ city more than one meter high, and now it can be much faster as long as it is built up.

"Shuangye..."

Here, as soon as Wu Shuang walked into the yard, he heard someone calling him. When he looked up, it was not the other person who was Tong Ya.

"Why Xiaoya?"

It seems that Tong Ya is waiting for him here.

"Shuang Ye, Director Huang just talked to me and said that the day after tomorrow, he will shoot the sixth episode of The Beautiful Life."

Tong Ya said hurriedly.

"The sixth period? The day after tomorrow?"

Wu Shuang sighed, this time passed so fast, it disappeared in a week.

"Well, Shuangye, guess who is the guest of this issue?"

In the next moment, Tong Ya said again.