Chapter 1 Young cow is not good enough!
A hotel in Beijing.
Graduation Dinner of the Director Department of Beiying Film Industry 05.
"Director Jin, please take care of me after graduation!"
"Hey, you damn director, please get to know more people, I will still be in business in the future!"
"Hahaha, then it's Boss Jin!"
A few tables of graduated college students are gathering.
It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the proud ones of heaven.
After all, this is the directing department of the film school.
Art majors without a strong family background and connections are not recommended.
Because this is a rather tortuous road to changing ordinary lives.
It is far inferior to the shortcut of doing business or scratching lottery tickets.
For example, the most active ones at the wine table.
They are all famous figures in the school.
Parents may be powerful or wealthy.
"Business is pretty good. Our directing department is not as good as the acting department. They may skyrocket - we still have to continue to endure!"
"Haha, that's true, but wait. My brother is famous, so he asked the beauties from the acting department to accompany him for drinks. Gee, you don’t know that there are so many beautiful girls who entered the school in grade 05!”
“Drink too much, drink too much!”
After three rounds of drinking, everyone’s face was glowing red.
The topic also started to become unbridled.
"I really envy you, Boss Jin. After I graduate, I still want to be a director. I've already found a good path. I'll make some kind of sitcom, maybe I'll have children or something like that -"
"Hey, that's good. My second uncle insists on making me do some crappy online drama - don't talk about it. My second uncle is so trendy that I don't even know the word!"
Someone is obsessed with it. Said confusedly.
I don’t know if I’m bragging or telling the truth.
There were also people lying on the table, unconscious.
"Su Yi, Su Yi!"
The person next to him shouted.
Su Yi slowly opened his eyes after a while.
The acrid smell of smoke and spicy alcohol next to him quickly woke up the already drunk man.
He looked at the time on the wall.
There was surprise in his eyes.
"July 1, 2005, 19:21."
"Weather: Sunny."
This electronic watch is really shabby. Come and collect the rags. Everyone shook their heads.
Su Yi subconsciously complained, but then he reacted.
Aren’t you in 2023?
"Oh, let me tell you, the first one of us to become a director is Su Yi! He has become the executive director of our local TV station! It is also a great public service advertising department! Everyone give Director Su a round of applause !”
Boss Jin from before had a bit of ridicule in his tone.
Others immediately agreed.
These idiots are not coming after you, are they?
Su Yi soon realized that he had traveled through time.
"Why don't you go?"
Seeing Su Yi turn around and leave, the others were stunned.
“I guess you drank too much and vomited!”
“Hahaha, Director Su, when the time comes to get 100,000 yuan in advertising sponsorship, don’t forget these old friends. ! ”
"One hundred thousand? You are so good at chatting! The local TV station has probably not had commercials for almost ten years!"
"Hahaha!"
These ridicules did not make Su Yi more humiliated. .
Because he wanted to find out.
Whether he is soul-pierced or flesh-pierced.
2005?
Is it still the world before you?
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In the mirror in the toilet, there is a rustic man wearing black-rimmed glasses.
Although his facial features are quite handsome, his appearance is really tasteless.
The plaid shirt is still red and white.
Just like old-fashioned sheets.
Black trousers and sneakers.
Neither fish nor fowl.
Su Yi even went out a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, the foundation is pretty good.
"It's okay. In this day and age, Yang Mi is probably dressed like a village girl——"
Su Yi cheered himself up, then tidied up his clothes and walked out.
“Who called me?”
What a coincidence, just after leaving the toilet, a familiar and beautiful face appeared.
Nenniu Wu——
Cough.
In fact, it’s not that square.
Su Yi looked at Yang Mi, who was still a little green, a little surprised.
The subconscious eyes still drifted slightly above the center line of the opponent's figure.
To show respect.
Unfortunately, I still dressed very conservatively.
I am a director from Beijing Film Academy.
At this time, Yang Mi should be his freshman classmate.
“Do you know me?”
Seeing that Su Yi was silent, Yang Mi, who had just entered school, looked at him curiously.
It was embarrassing now. She said she was a fan of Yang Mi, but she probably didn’t believe it herself.
After all, it was only 2005, and it was not yet in a state of becoming popular.
"Who did you just say was dressed like a village girl?"
A girl next to Yang Mi was a little unhappy. This girl's face is really square, and her ears are very sensitive.
"I'm sorry, I have a brother named Yang Mi. He always competes with me in fashion, and he insists on dressing me up - which one of you is called Yang Mi? I'm offended."
After seeing Su Yi's appearance, the two girls laughed.
A bit rustic indeed.
"Director Su, what are you doing! Are you here to drink? What's the matter, do you know the unspoken rules first?"
A classmate was drunk, watching Su Yi chatting up a pretty girl, and said conspicuously.
When they heard the word director, Yang Mi and the girl next to him were stunned.
But they didn’t say much and left directly. They were here for an interview and they were in a private room upstairs.
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Following the conspicuous bag back to the wine table.
Memories quickly began to coalesce.
A drinking party with stinky feet.
I am unknown.
Cliché plot.
Would you like to say something later, thirty years from Hedong to thirty years from Hexi, don’t bully young people into poverty?
Or go up and give them a few slaps.
Su Yi touched his chin and searched for memories to see the difference between the two worlds.
"Su Yi, I will go to a TV station in the future. If I have any big projects to share with you, you will be the first to become the executive director!"
The word "executive director" obviously has a bit of emphasis.
If this were said to ordinary people, they would probably be more envious.
But after Su Yi integrated his memories, he knew that these people had evil intentions.
It’s a kind of ridicule.
In the directing department, some people do it for fame, while others do it for fame.
But Su Yi entered the establishment, and it was still a local TV station.
Even though this is the capital, it has not developed much.
"Don't worry, if there is an advertisement in the future, I will definitely consider you, Boss Jin, first. I heard that your father makes silk stockings. In the future, if he has no sons, he will definitely become bigger and stronger. I will reserve the advertising space for you!"
< br>Boss Jin is still smiling, but there is anger in his eyes.
Boss is the title he likes to hear, but his father started his business by making silk stockings, which is reversed.
But it doesn't matter, Su Yi specializes in dunking Nilin. Anyway, no matter how much he tries to please, the other party won't help him.
If you are offended, just a look of resentment.
It is also a typical second-generation problem.
What he does well, others cannot.
"Director Su, work hard. If Boss Jin really rewards you with an advertisement, you probably won't have to be a director for the rest of your life."
Su Yi is not the one who suffers.
A gentleman's revenge lasts for ten years.
He looked at the loser next to him with disdain.
"It's so far away in a lifetime, I can't see it. You can almost see the end."
Then Su Yi picked up a piece of ribs.
Spit it out.
“The life of a dog licker will end if you give me a bone.”
Almost everyone was holding back their laughter. Although this was considered an old joke in later generations, it was still very trendy in 2005.
Seeing that Su Yi, who had always been honest, fought back, the scene fell into silence.
"Okay, okay, you have drunk too much. Let's go here today!"
The squad leader coughed
The banquet broke up unhappy.
"Don't leave for a while, bro, I'm going to treat you to a romantic life singing!"
Boss Jin said deliberately.
Su Yi left without looking back.
In fact, strictly speaking, this is a channel for circles to integrate with each other and to contact each other in the future.
The theme is very clear: talking about power and money, teasing Su Yi and drinking.
This happens all the time in the workplace.
For Su Yi.
As a person in two lives, if you are cautious, it will be too frustrating.
Su Yi snorted, who would be willing to serve as a meal and drink?
Besides, I look down on local TV station charity directors.
cough.
In the real director circle, Dao’s status is indeed not high.
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“Do a good job, I’ve already said hello to the TV stations. At the worst, you can retire without making mistakes. It’s no problem to eat, drink, and defecate in the capital. "
Remembering the expectant looks in his parents' eyes when they went out, Su Yi, who came to the TV station to report, felt that it was really good.
One who can eat, drink and have diarrhea in Sijiu City without any worries.
If I were not a time traveler, I would be really proud.
What a pity. Yesterday, I was so bragging that I got up to my waist. It’s really hard to lie down flat.
If I didn’t meet them, I would really be a grandson.
"Su Yi, a top student in the directing department in 2001! If you come to our place, you are considered a talentless person."
Many directors of local TV in the past were college graduates.
But if you are arrogant, arrogant, and think you can rise to the top, then you are really kicked in the head by a donkey.
TV stations are institutional units, and they look at connections - of course, those who break the rules must be awesome, but such rare talents are basically eliminated before they grow up.
"This is my honor. New graduates don't know anything, so please take care of me."
Su Yi said politely.
"You follow Director Wang first, he is the master of public welfare short films."
The deputy director of the TV station waved his hand.
It can be said that Su Yi’s fate has been arranged.
In his opinion, without any connections, he would basically just hang around and wait to die.
I guess everyone at home has thought about it, and they don’t have any attitude, so I won’t bother myself.
(End of this chapter)