Chapter 152: Group Strike

Lin Chudong was indeed a little surprised.

"And the advertising share?"

TV stations generally use a buyout system, which means they pay according to the amount of each episode. After that, the TV station is responsible for their own profits and losses and has nothing to do with the producer.

But this time, in addition to the buyout price, they also gave advertising shares. This is indeed unprecedented. Dafei has never heard of such a precedent before.

CCTV's advertisements are calculated by the second. Although it is not as exaggerated as the Spring Festival Gala, the advertising fee is still quite high. Being able to give them 10% is already quite an exaggerated treatment.

"Mr. Huang, what kind of son am I? You guys are all protecting me. You asked the leader to apply for me this time, right?"

Huang Wei said, "It's really not me. This time it's our director who wants to compete with the thirteen sets. He is very optimistic about your show and is afraid that you will be snatched away."

The script of "Bright Sword" is different from "The Beginning". The theme of "The Beginning" is very new and most people have never seen it, so it is difficult to judge whether it will be popular.

Only Huang Wei, a master who can predict the market, has the courage to bet on this drama.

The subject matter of "Bright Sword" is very common. After watching it once, Huang Wei was sure that it would be a hit. The leaders of CCTV also had this vision.

What's more, Dafei has already had a previous drama as a foreshadowing, and the production level is still trustworthy.

"Don't worry, Sister Huang. I won't let you down. I'll send you some pictures later to show you."

"good."

…

The video of a college student acting as a devil was quickly edited by the entire Internet, and many accounts were posting it, with the highest one having over 100 million views.

Shen Jianbin was very depressed at this time.

He just made a song and made a joke for several Douyin bloggers. He posted it to more than a dozen accounts, but not a single one was able to follow it.

This group of college students was broadcast all over the Internet, and Shen Jianbin bought millions of traffic, all of which was wasted.

Sun Jie frowned, "Brother Bin, Da Fei's show is a bad show at first glance. A whole bunch of college students came here just to have fun. How can this be popular?"

Shen Jianbin said, "Who knows, someone's short video has become popular, where can I go to reason?"

"Then what should we do? Should we continue to buy traffic?"

"Let's avoid the limelight first, Da Fei is really haunted!"

Shen Jianbin was so angry that he almost threw his phone. He knew that Dafei was currently in the spotlight, and he didn't want to compete with him. He wanted to make a fortune in the hot limelight of short videos.

As a result, they were intercepted by Dafei again. There was only so much traffic in the traffic pool, and it was all taken away by Dafei. Naturally, they had fewer opportunities.

This time he was unlucky.

…

Of course, Lin Chudong didn't know that this marketing would actually hit Shen Jianbin hard.

Everyone on the crew is still very lively. Every time dinner is served, the cast members cheer.

Not to mention earning 80, it’s worth spending 80!

In addition to food, every extra performer is treated very well.

Liang Yin bought them a lot of snacks in case they got hungry during filming.

In addition, everyone who plays the role of a corpse can get a small red envelope. The money in the red envelope is not much, only a few dozen yuan, but it is also a thought and a good luck.

Many people played the roles of corpses over and over again. After all, it was an anti-Japanese drama, and a lot of Japanese were killed. After a few days, these extras also made a lot of money.

As for "The True Colors of the War of Resistance", several group leaders gathered together and ate lunch boxes in the cold weather.

A group leader named Bi Hui said, "I can't fucking eat any more. This food is cold and my stomach hurts after eating. Qiangzi, do you have any objections to the extras under you?"

Qiangzi swallowed a mouthful of rice and said, "No objection, we still have a warm place to eat. The extras under me squatted outside to eat. Snow fell while eating, saying that there was ice in the rice. Complained to me several times.”

Bi Hui frowned and said, "The conditions of this crew are too bad. Isn't it a big production? Why are we so wronged?"

Qiangzi sneered, "What does a big production have to do with you? Look at the treatment of the leading actors. I saw them cooking hot pot in a shed that day, or a copper pot. Where can we get it?"

Bi Hui threw away his chopsticks and said, "It's hard to make money, and shit tastes bad. I don't want to make this fucking money anymore. Look at the college students next door. They eat different kinds of food. I heard that the beef noodles they had for lunch today have more meat than There are so many faces, so many people are so infuriating.”

Qiangzi was also holding his breath, "Isn't Li Zhilin a big shot? He gave us thousands of dollars and treated us like dogs. I don't want to do it anymore. What do you say?"

Bi Hui said, "I don't want to do this anymore. Others regard Li Zhilin as a big shot. What do we group leaders have to fear? I might as well go home and stay."

At this moment, an actor suddenly ran over from outside the door and said.

"Brother Qiang, Han is so cold that he's sick."

Qiangzi's face changed drastically, and several group leaders rushed out together. An old man in his fifties was lying on the snow, clutching his stomach and his face was full of pain.

This old man's name is Han Hu. He has been working as an extra for many years, and he can be considered an old man under Qiangzi. I didn't expect that something like this would happen today.

"Hurry up and call 120!"

Han Hu opened his eyes and pulled Qiangzi, "Don't call 120. I'm fine. Just rest for a while."

The hospital was not a place he went to. The cost was too high.

Han Hu took a few breaths. Qiangzi took a bottle of mineral water and wanted to give him a drink. It was all cold. He gritted his teeth and said.

"Wait a minute, I'll go find the director!"

Qiangzi walked into the lounge on the set. At this time, director Zhuang Yan, the production team and several leading actors were making hot pot. The smell of chili whetted his appetite.

Zhuang Yan was stunned and frowned.

"Qiangzi, what's wrong?"

Qiangzi said, "Director Zhuang, one of our actors is suffering from stomach trouble, it's Lao Han. I think he can't handle it anymore."

Zhuang Yan frowned, "Are you okay? I can't call 120!"

Qiangzi said, "Old Han doesn't want to go. Can our crew reimburse him if he goes to the hospital?"

Producer Shi Wei said, "I can't repay him. If he is injured while acting, I can repay him. This stomach problem is his own disease. How can I treat him?"

Qiangzi clenched his fists and said.

"Then bring me some hot water. Can I give him some hot water and let him go inside to warm up for a while?"

Li Zhilin sneered, "Where is there a place for him to rest here? I still have half a can of beer. Give it to him and drink some wine to warm up."

Qiangzi held the half-can of beer handed over by Li Zhilin, the temperature was a bit cold.

This beer tastes really good when paired with Sichuan hot pot, but if you want to give it to Old Han, why don't you vomit blood?

Qiangzi became angry and threw the beer on their table.

"Fuck you!"

With a bang, he knocked over the charcoal hotpot, and the beer and red soup were scattered all over the floor.

Zhuang Yan said angrily, "Qiangzi, you don't want to fucking do it anymore, do you?"

Qiangzi said, "I'll quit fucking and go find whoever you want!"

After saying that, Qiangzi rushed out and said to the extras who were squatting in the snow to rest.

"Everyone who belongs to me will follow me. I won't perform any more. I'll keep my wages!"

Dozens of people stood up immediately. They had no longer wanted to perform. If it weren't for the eighty yuan that day, who would have suffered this?

The group leaders said they would be paid, so they got up and left immediately.

Bi Hui said, "Let's go and go home to rest. Grandpa won't wait for us anymore!"

Several group leaders withdrew in a mighty manner.

After arranging the group performances, Bi Hui and Qiangzi helped Lao Han up.

"Qiangzi, go check out the crew next door. Would you like some hot water to drink?"

"OK!"

In fact, the two of them were a little embarrassed. When manager Fang called them before, they both refused and said they wanted to come to "The True Colors of the War" as extras. But now that the situation is like this, they have to find the crew of "Bright Sword" for help.

But Lao Han is so weak now, so let's go through with all his might.

After walking a few hundred meters, we arrived at Da Fei's studio.

The filming was in progress at this time, and no one took it seriously when they saw three uninvited guests.

Lin Chudong glanced at Lao Han, who was holding his stomach and looking pale, and quickly shouted "Ka".

"What's going on?"

Bi Hui said, "Brother Fei, I am Bi Hui, the leader of the crew next door. These are my brothers Qiangzi and Lao Han. Lao Han has a stomachache and wants to borrow some hot water."

Everyone was stunned.

The extras from the crew next door have stomach problems. Why don't they come here to borrow hot water?

What is this operation?

Lin Chudong said without saying a word, "Come on, get hot water quickly. Have you had lunch? Stop getting hot water and get a bowl of hot soup."

"Come on, you guys go in and warm yourself up. I'll finish taking this picture and show it to you. I'll do some Chinese medicine."

Wang Zhi greeted the three of them into the lounge, while Lin Chudong continued filming.

Chen Jianguo brought three bowls of noodles and a large bowl of hot soup. Han Hu's hands were red from the cold. He picked them up tremblingly and took two sips. His stomach immediately felt much better.

Chen Jianguo said, "I'm sorry, we just finished eating at noon, and there isn't much meat left. You guys can take a bite."

Bi Hui and Qiangzi looked at each other with complicated expressions.

The leftover ones that don't have much meat are much better than the boxed lunches they have over there.

The three of them ate a few bites in a hurry. It was not that they were looking forward to a good meal on the set. At least they had to eat something hot on this cold day, otherwise they would feel cold all over.

After a while, Lin Chudong walked in, took Lao Han's pulse, and said in less than a minute.

"Chronic gastritis, you can't eat cold food in this weather. Boss lady, please bring me some stomach medicine."

The three of them were a little shocked to see that Da Fei actually knew how to practice Chinese medicine.

"Brother Fei, we accepted Li Zhilin's money before and didn't find actors for your group. All the extras under me went there. I'm really sorry that I'm bothering you. Let me bow to you. I’ll just apologize to you.”

Lin Chudong quickly stopped Qiangzi, "It's okay. You guys are also trying to survive. It's normal to act for whoever gives you more. Isn't it going well over there?"

Bi Hui and the others told what had just happened, and everyone was stunned.

With Li Zhilin's crew, everyone thought it was a big production and the conditions must be better than theirs.

The good result is only the creative team and the leading actors. Not to mention the extras, even the supporting characters who earn thousands of dollars per episode are treated very poorly.

Bi Hui swallowed and said bravely, "Brother Fei, can you give us a chance? Instead of eighty, just fifty for each of us."

Bi Huirao was quite thick-skinned, so he lowered his head and felt a little embarrassed. He had asked them to refuse before, but now he wanted to come because he was treated well. How could this be such a good thing?

Lin Chudong said, "I'm sorry, brothers. Our crew does have a lot of extras. As you can see, I can't even use them as college students. There are too many. We can only work together next time."

The two nodded, actually guessing this was the result.

After leaving each other's contact information, the three of them left the set.

Liang Yin said, "Li Zhilin and the others are really too much. They don't treat ordinary actors as human beings."

Lin Chudong sneered, "This kind of person will fall over sooner or later, let's take care of ourselves."

…

On the same day, Bi Hui and others posted a Douyin, complaining about their experiences on Li Zhilin's crew.

Many extras posted pictures of the lunch boxes they ate there. The lunch boxes were filled with ice and they squatted in the snow to eat without even a place to shelter from the wind.

It instantly caused a heated discussion on the Internet.

If Da Fei and his crew hadn't become popular before, I'm afraid no one would pay much attention to this matter.

But when a group of college students made comparisons, the matter suddenly became heated.

"Then why are you hesitating? Hurry and go to the Dafei crew. Aren't you in the same film and television base?"

"Go next door. Beef noodles are served at noon next door. I'm so hungry."

"I can't go. The crew of "Bright Sword" is now overcrowded. Many college students want to go to the show for free. Da Fei doesn't want anyone."

"Li Zhilin can really act like a big star. Who will join their crew after this?"

"Don't say eighty, I won't go even if I give you eight hundred."

"The dogs aren't even going!"

This incident became a small hit on the Internet and did not have much impact, but it was still very popular in Shanxi, especially the local channels in Jincheng. Opening the mobile phone to locate Jincheng, this is what happened.

Qiangzi and Bi Hui also broke up with the co-production company. Not even a single extra actor would be cast in Li Zhilin's drama. They would rather work part-time delivering food than be a dog on that crew!

…

That night, Zhuang Yan frowned and was calling Fang Wei.

"Manager Fang, what do you mean, all the extras are gone? Are you kidding me? What does your co-production company do for a living?"

Zhuang Yan got angry at Fang Wei, then hung up the phone and said.

"There is no news about the extras right now. The head of the group said they are taking leave to be sick or are not in Jincheng. I don't fucking believe it. So thousands of people are not eating? Two hundred people a day and no one is performing?"

Producer Shi Wei's face darkened, "Hurry up and get this thing done. One day's delay here costs hundreds of thousands. How many extras can you hire? If that doesn't work, we'll hire college students too!"

After two days of busy work, Zhuang Yan was exhausted.

In the land of Jincheng, their crew has a bad reputation.

Unfortunately, there was no one on the crew to care about him. He spent his own money to call 120, brought ice to eat, and the main creative staff enjoyed spicy food.

Who doesn’t have any backbone anymore?

To earn your two hundred dollars?

Coupled with the instigation of Bi Hui, Qiangzi and others, it is still impossible to recruit extra performers.

Sitting here for two days trying to make amends, if it continues any longer, Shi Wei will get angry.

Zhuang Yan found Li Zhilin and whispered.

"Zhilin, do you want to go next door and borrow some extras?"

"I heard on the Internet that the extras in Da Fei's group are beyond the limit and can't be used, and the performances are pretty good."

"Is it okay if we borrow some from them?"

Li Zhilin's expression changed slightly, "You want me to borrow it?"