Chapter 116 My wife’s small treasury exploded again, breaking through 5,000 yuan!
But it was useless for Cheng Xuemin to tell his uncle now. By the time the two uncles came home, their house had already been invaded by a group of women!
"Dear Old Cheng, I heard from Sister Lin that you want to play the role of Xu Lingjun, the herdsman?"
When sister-in-law Feng Jiamo saw them coming back, she was the first one to rush up and make a fuss, shouting Cheng Xuemin.
"Well……"
Cheng Xuemin parked his bicycle and looked at Zhu Lin who was warming up around the fire in the room, and the smaller Zhu Shan next to him, a little frightened!
On the way, he just told his uncle not to talk nonsense when he came back, but what happened to the daughter of the king?
Did you run to his house in advance to give a warning?
"Xuemin, come here, are you really going to film "The Wrangler" and play Xu Lingjun?"
Cheng Xuemin ignored his troublemaker sister-in-law, but this time it was his woman Feng Jiayou who asked him, so there was no way he could avoid it!
So he could only bite the bullet and get close to him, and responded: "Young people are like this! Yan Film Studio is recruiting new people today, and they used my script for the interview!"
"Unfortunately, Zhu Shimao, who booked Xu Lingjun, was not present. Lao Teng and Lao Xie from Yan Film Studio grabbed the eldest brother's young man and asked him to audition with the applicant!"
"But it's better for the elder brother to just push me up. Lao Teng and Lao Xie also coaxed me to try it, but there's nothing I can do!"
"Isn't that right, big brother?!"
After saying that, he directly blamed his brother-in-law Feng Jiazhao. He was the one who took the blame first, but he failed and replaced Cheng Xuemin.
"That's what happened!" Feng Jiazhao also followed in, glanced around the women present, and added, "Old Xie, Lao Teng, and the others said that Xuemin and Zhu Lin acted like real people. If Xuemin If I were to play Xu Lingjun, then Li Xiuzhi would be Zhu Linqian!”
Damn it!
Uncle, can you be a good person? When did Lao Xie and the others say this?
Cheng Xuemin’s face turned dark when he heard this. You can’t speak, so please stop talking. It seems like you can’t escape after this washboard meal tonight!
"Really? Brother Jiazhao, does the leader of Yan Film Studio really say that? Do you want me to play Li Xiuzhi?"
However, after hearing Feng Jiazhao's words, Zhu Lin's eyes instantly brightened and he asked with joy. Little Zhu Shan next to her looked at Cheng Xuemin. Don't dodge too obviously. Her face was red with embarrassment. You haven't forgotten that love letter, have you?
Feng Jiayou and the others also looked at them in astonishment. Did they not expect that the two of them were so talented in acting?
Zhu Lin is better off, after all, her mother is an old artist, and her father is a professor at Yandian University. They have been influenced by her since she was a child, so it would be better if she has acting talent.
But what's going on with Cheng Xuemin?
He is a man from northern Shaanxi, and his writing is already impressive and outrageous, but how can he act in movies again and again?
If Cheng Xuemin is really asked to play Xu Lingjun, wouldn't it mean that he wrote the novel, he wrote the script, and he also plays the current protagonist, Lao Xu, so everything works and everything is particularly good?
"This hasn't been decided yet, let's just say so!"
Feng Jiazhao left a few words without any guarantee and hid in his own room.
"Sister Lin, what my eldest brother means is that only if the elder Cheng comes to play Xu Lingjun will he choose your Li Xiuzhi!"
"If he doesn't play Xu Lingjun, it will be hard to tell whether Li Xiuzhi is you!"
"Isn't that right, big brother?!"
Sister-in-law Feng Jiamo added a helpful sentence and asked her elder brother Feng Jiazhao for confirmation. Feng Jiazhao did not dare to respond and pretended not to hear.
Anyway, that was what Lao Xie and Lao Pan meant at that time, and he brought all the words back. It’s up to them to guess what they thought in the end!
"No, no! I told Lao Xie and Lao Teng at that time, how could I have the time to act!"
"I have a lot of articles and manuscripts to do here, so how can I find the time?"
Cheng Xuemin quickly shook his head in denial. When did Lao Xie and Lao Teng tell Zhu Lin that if he wanted Li Xiuzhi, Cheng Xuemin would have to marry Xu Lingjun? !
It doesn't matter, my uncle really doesn't mind the fact that there are many women in the family. If you dare to make such nonsense, people will die!
After saying that, he hid directly in his own room. There were too many women outside, and he was afraid that he would not be able to cope with them.
Later, outside, the younger sisters of the Feng family, the younger sisters of the Feng family, Zhu Lin and Zhu Shan, and elder sister-in-law Ke Yumei and second sister-in-law Sun Juan gathered around the fire and continued talking and laughing.
But Cheng Xuemin knew that his uncle's phone call just now tickled all these women's minds!
Anyone who interferes will definitely set off the stove.
Fortunately, no one interrupted, and by the time Cheng Xuemin noticed that the Feng family came in and called him to eat, he had already discovered that the two Zhu sisters had gone home!
They came here purely to inquire about the results of Zhu Lin's interview today.
Although Lao Teng made the decision on the spot to report to Yan Film Studio tomorrow, the two examiners, Cheng Xuemin and Feng Jiazhao, lived right in front of her house. Why don't they come over to inquire about the follow-up?
“Xuemin, are you painting?”
When Feng Jiayou came in, he found Cheng Xuemin drawing something on the drawing paper and asked casually.
"Well, let's have fun drawing and change our minds!"
Cheng Xuemin nodded. He did not hide his illustrations, but did it openly in front of the woman. Anyway, his excuse was very good. He was exhausted and tried to change his mind.
Does Feng Jiayou know that this illustration in his hand, which he drew for fun, is worth twelve yuan in royalties?
Can't!
Cheng Xuemin himself would not have known how valuable his storyboards were if Lao Pan, the art editor of People's Literature, had not come to visit him.
So Cheng Xuemin didn't even know that there were additional royalties for illustrations in those magazines. The Feng family had never published two manuscripts, so it was even less likely to know!
Therefore, when setting up a small treasury for illustrations, there is no need to hide from the Feng family, and it can be done openly and openly under the eyes of women.
"No inspiration?!"
As expected, Feng Jiayou didn't suspect anything. She knew that this was a way of trying to find inspiration after her man had no inspiration.
Then he stepped forward with some distress, helped Cheng Xuemin soothe his temples, and suggested: "Why don't you play Xu Lingjun, just to change your brain?"
"I heard from Sister Lin just now that Director Xie promised not to waste too much of your time. It will only take a month. Why don't you go out and relax?"
"You have been creating intensely during this period, and I'm afraid you are under too much pressure!"
In fact, Feng Jiayou also thought about it, except that he initially thought about buying a house and moving out, so he was anxious to write and publish articles to earn royalties and buy a house and move out.
At that time, she could find that the pressure on her man was indeed a little greater.
But it’s different now!
Their current small treasury is enough for them to go out and find a house!
If they hadn't hoped to change to a better house, the money they had on hand could have bought one of the many large houses they had seen before. But a good house is hard to come by, so they can take their time to find it, don’t be in a hurry! The pressure on my body is indeed not as great as before.
The Feng family began to feel sorry for their man since they were young, and they have always felt sorry for their man.
If Cheng Xuemin wanted to play Xu Lingjun, she would definitely not stop her. She felt even more distressed when she heard that her man had no time to write the script and declined.
As for Li Xiuzhi who is worried about Zhu Lin?
The entertainment industry of this era is a pure profession, and it is all pure revolutionary friendship. There are not so many messy scandals and hypes in the entertainment industry of later generations.
"Daughter-in-law, I really don't have much time!"
Cheng Xuemin didn't expect that the Feng family would support him so much, but he really didn't have time.
And he said: "Besides, your belly is getting bigger and bigger every day, how can I go outside to film?"
"Forget it, stop talking. I'll ask my eldest brother to talk to Lao Xie later, but I rejected him!"
Cheng Xuemin put down the pencil in his hand and held Feng Jiayou's hand with both hands. It was true.
"You really don't want to go?!"
"Isn't Sister Lin very disappointed?"
Seeing Cheng Xuemin's firm tone, Feng Jiayou said nothing more, but when she thought of Zhu Lin's expectant look when he asked her for help before leaving, she couldn't help but mention Zhu Lin!
Her eldest brother Feng Jiazhao said that if Cheng Xuemin didn't play Xu Lingjun, Yan Film Studio might not let Zhu Lin play Li Xiuzhi.
This also made Feng Jiayou feel strange. How well matched were the two of them in their roles, that why Xie Jin and Yan Film Studio had to do it together?
If I had known that Yan Film Studio was recruiting actors for the Herdsman script today and had her man's young man cast as Xu Lingjun, then her Feng family would also want to challenge Li Xiuzhi.
It's a pity that if you go now, it will inevitably mean that you are stealing a role.
Besides, Feng Jiayou is not sure whether she can play Li Xiuzhi well, although outsiders praise and praise her as Xu Lingjun's Li Xiuzhi.
But if she were to play Li Xiuzhi, she might not be able to do it well.
Well, the most important thing is that she has a big belly now, so she can’t act really well!
"What's so disappointing! Big brother is just teasing me like that. If I don't guess anything unexpected, Lao Xie should be able to use Zhu Lin!"
After listening to Cheng Xuemin's words, Feng Jiayou nodded and said, "That's up to you. It only lasts for a month anyway. Xuemin, if you want to go, you can go. If you don't want to go, let me go back to Lao Xie!"
"Um!"
"By the way, wife, we can celebrate again tonight!"
Cheng Xuemin took out the two thousand yuan script fee bill settled by Yan Film Studio from his pocket, and looked at Feng Jiayou with a lewd smile on his face.
"Really paid for the manuscript!?"
"Two thousand? Didn't I hear my elder brother say that there are only one thousand seventeen?"
When Feng Jiayou saw the bill of royalties, his eyes were so bright that he quickly grabbed it and looked at it!
She found out that it was actually two thousand, not just one thousand seventeen as her elder brother mentioned yesterday.
Although there was a difference of three hundred, Cheng Xuemin, the youngest of the Feng family at the time, was not very disappointed. After all, they were very satisfied if they could get much more royalties for a small script than for the manuscript!
But now I found out that it was still two thousand, not to mention how pleasantly surprised the Feng family was.
"I guess it was originally two thousand yuan, but I think it was Yan Film Studio who deliberately lowered the price with my eldest brother, and then raised the price in person, so that they would be considerate of us!"
Cheng Xuemin looked at this woman who was like a little money fan. If she really couldn't move around too much, he would have to practice all the 18 martial arts and marksmanship skills at night to kill her!
"Then you really have to think of others! Then Xuemin, you really don't want to go?"
Feng Jiayou nodded repeatedly and rubbed the manuscript fee slip in his hand happily. How could this be fake?
"Sister, Old Cheng, I'm calling you to eat! What are you doing whining around the house?"
At this time, sister-in-law Feng Jiamo came in again and shouted.
Seeing her sister trying to hide quickly, she glanced at the cat with sharp eyes and exclaimed: "Scared, Old Cheng, do you have a bill of royalties again?!"
"Sister, show me, show me! How many more did Old Cheng send?"
As he spoke, he rushed forward to take a look!
"Don't grab it, don't grab it. You are going to die, Feng Jiamo, don't grab it, don't grab it!"
Although Feng Jiayou said don't grab it, don't be too honest with your hands. Don't show off the two thousand yuan royalties in front of Feng Jiamo's eyes too arrogantly.
Sister-in-law Feng Jiamo's eyes bulged out when he saw it. He took a breath of cold air and exclaimed: "Isn't that right!? Two thousand yuan!? Sister, how did Da Laocheng earn this? Is this really how he writes manuscripts? Come for money?"
"Da Lao Cheng, you have become a rich man now!"
Shocked, numb!
Sister-in-law Feng Jiamo went through her mind very quickly. Ever since it was revealed that the author of Wrangler, Lao Xu, was her eldest son, Lao Cheng, how much royalties did this guy earn for her sister?
It’s not that I don’t know, but I will be shocked! What she knew alone was at least five thousand!
More than five thousand!
At the end of her Feng family, she was so happy because her parents occasionally gave her 10 or 20 cents as pocket money, her sister and the elder Cheng made five thousand without saying a word. Lots of pieces!
A proper rich man!
If this had happened a few years ago, I would have definitely been beaten!
"Sister, Old Cheng..."
Seeing that her sister was so pleased with herself, the Feng family came up with a plan and opened her mouth to flatter her, but her sister glared at her. Then she understood instantly and shouted: "Sister! Brother-in-law, good brother-in-law, please give me some pocket money." Use it!”
"Look at Zhu Shan, her sister gave her five yuan of pocket money as soon as she came back..."
"Didn't I give you pocket money when I came back?"
Before the Feng family finished speaking, the Feng family's young eyes raised, "If you call me "brother-in-law, good brother-in-law" in a good voice, maybe she will reward you with one or two yuan if she is happy!
But what?
Zhu Lin gave her sister pocket money because she was her biological sister. She, Feng Jiamo, envied her all her life and forgot that when she came back from northern Shaanxi just now, she went to the western suburbs to visit her Feng Jiamo, but she gave her ten yuan of pocket money.
And that’s not counting the meat bought for my second uncle’s family, malted milk and the like!
What's the matter, how long has it been and you've forgotten all about it?
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(End of chapter)