I’m Almost Losing to a Muggle

The next day, Lin Dong happily went to Wang Yingjun to revise his thesis with his small schoolbag on his back.

Wang Yingjun's foothold in the capital is not a mansion.

It is a small one-story house around the Fifth Ring Road, and it is better to bring a small yard.

He was sitting on a horse in the yard.

Hands folded in sleeves, eyes staring straight ahead.

Like an old farmer looking at the crops affectionately.

The sun shone on his body, and the oil stains on his sleeves were black and shiny.

It doesn't look like a director at all.

Button!

Lin Dong patted the small iron gate that was not closed.

The small iron door is a single door, painted with green paint, and is full of rust. Lin Dong patted it twice, and there was a lot of rust foam on his hands.

Lin Dong?

Hearing the sound, Wang Yingjun raised his head, and was surprised to see a stranger.

Yes, Teacher Huang asked me to come over.

I'm not familiar with your teacher Huang, and I'm not a teacher. What papers can I read for you? Show me.

Give!

Wang Yingjun took it over and turned it over, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

He stood up and threw the paper on the ponytail, and moved a small table into the room. It was stained with oil, and it seemed to be used for eating.

He helped Lin Dong make circles on the small table.

Of course, he didn't forget to give Lin Dong a ponytail too.

You're not quite right. Being annoying has nothing to do with your acting skills.

And this sentence, your writing is too awkward, and you can't provide a strong argument if you keep it, so just delete the entire paragraph.

Have you made your debut yet?

I was still talking about the thesis before, but suddenly came a sentence later.

It took Lin Dong a while to react: I've made my debut, playing Arrow Piercing the Heart.

What role did you play? I've seen the movie. Where did the example you quoted come from? It can't be made up.

It seems to be the book Character Art. I forgot the specific place. I played Ma Xiaobao.

Ma Xiaobao... Wang Yingjun raised his head and glanced at Lin Dong again, as if he remembered it, and then lowered his head again: The edition in 2003, try not to read that edition, the compilation is messy, and the author likes to make up cases .”

Just chat while changing.

The March sun was shining on my body, and it was warm. The small yard was as big as a palm, and the lighting was regular.

Moved twice along the way.

It was changed until noon.

Change to Hungry.

Why don't we go to dinner, I invite you. Lin Dong couldn't stand it any longer.

Wang Yingjun looks like a poor group, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to marry a wife to cook for him.

Then he can only cook by himself.

Regardless of his culinary skills, with his sloppy appearance, the hygiene situation is bound to be worrying.

Moreover, Lin Dong came to ask for advice, so he asked for a treat for the first time.

Wait a little longer, I'll finish it right away.

What else can Lin Dong say?

He brought some presents with him when he came, and he didn't come to the door empty-handed.

The presents are on the wall.

It seems impolite to unwrap a present you gave me and eat it.

But what if I'm too hungry!

Lin Dong sent Tian Dazhuang a message, and Tian Dazhuang, who was still in the car, took out two large boxes of biscuits and several bottles of purified water from the trunk, and brought them over.

Lin Dong ate the biscuits while waiting.

Wang Yingjun also asked for two pads.

From the beginning of revising the thesis until now, someone called Wang Yingjun every now and then.

Lin Dong discovered that most of them were debt collectors.

Wang Yingjun is definitely not an upright gentleman.

He fooled those debtors with all kinds of excuses, but they just had no money anyway.

Lin Dong saw with his own eyes that he answered a debt collection call. After a flickering call, not only did he not pay it back, but he borrowed another 20,000 yuan from someone else.

This is too low.

You are a person who has won awards in the three major film festivals, and you are a representative of the sixth generation of directors.

You are cheating money!

In fact, as early as when Soap White was filmed, Wang Yingjun had already sold his entire family.

At that time, he was bold enough to borrow money while filming.

For a long time, the crew actually had no money at all.

He lost work twice in three days because he was kicked out of the venue.

What impressed the cast members most about him was that he called almost every day to ask for money.

At the same time, debt collectors often come to the door.

Wang Yingjun patted the safe and swore to them, It's full of money. If I pay it back, I'm afraid I won't give it back to you?

When my movie is released, I will settle it for you one by one.

In fact, there are only a few thousand dollars in it.

Completely muddle through.

Okay, my handwriting is okay, can you read it? Wang Yingjun handed over the stained paper.

Said it will be changed soon.

In fact, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Understand, understand.

Lin Dong flipped through a few pages.

Throughout the newly printed paper, almost every paragraph has been annotated and revised.

The handwriting is neat, which is not at all different from his slovenly appearance.

Wait a minute. Wang Yingjun took the broken table and the ponytail in, and came out with two books in his hand.

This is? Lin Dong didn't know why.

These two books should help you write your thesis. I've read them all, so it doesn't matter if you don't return them. Wang Yingjun generously handed the two books to Lin Dong.

Thank you, Mr. Wang. Lin Dong roughly flipped through it, and there were handwriting and dirt everywhere.

Tian Dazhuang drove them and stopped at a restaurant in a small courtyard.

It's not cheap. Wang Yingjun rubbed his nose.

Brother Zhuang? Lin Dong asked.

About six hundred per capita. The place Tian Dazhuang chose.

Hehe, your salary is quite high. Wang Yingjun looked Lin Dong up and down, and he got in and out of the driver's nanny car, and asked the driver to choose a place for dinner.

It's okay, not too high. Lin Dong felt that he was being targeted.

[System, if he asks me to borrow money, can I lend him the money in the system account]

【no】

【He will pay back】

[Nine Out and Thirteen Returns]

【Forget it】

Why don't we go home, I'll feed you next time, and you lend me some money, how about I finish this movie? Wang Yingjun looked at Lin Dong with burning eyes.

Wait, are you short of money to make a movie?

yes.

How much box office did your previous movies have?

this……

If you don't say anything, I can find out.

I have a nickname called Wang Wanwan.

What's the meaning?

That is, the box office of my movie is only a few million at most, not a single million.

What about the cost?

About a few million.

Isn't that what it means to lose money?

Ouch, uncle, there is no shame in losing money.

Say it out loud.

Do you know how much I envy you all?

How much gap is there? Lin Dong can't value an investment of only a few million now.

But no matter how small a mosquito is, its legs are still full of meat.

The French funded me four million, and I borrowed one hundred myself, and now I'm short of five hundred. Wang Yingjun smacked his lips and said, But I have confidence in my film. With my years of experience, three to five There is absolutely no problem at the box office of tens of millions.”

If it wasn't for the way he fooled people too many times in the morning.

Lin Dong almost believed it.