Chapter 158: This is an Illness, It Needs Treatment! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Lu Yang isn't a fool, quite the opposite, even without the privilege of his identity, he's still that "kid from another family."
Most teachers probably wish their own kids were like him.
However, he was easily brainwashed by Hao, which might be the difference between a home-grown and a wild flower.
After all, Hao has been navigating society for a decade, especially in the deceptive entertainment industry.
"Listening to you talk like this…" Lu Yang sighed and said, "I feel I've been naive before. No wonder Rockefeller said only paranoids can succeed. I've made up my mind; if I can't achieve success in the public sense, I won't even consider marriage."
"Right, only paranoids can succeed!"
Hao didn't know Rockefeller had said such a thing. Although he's read many books, he has zero interest in the so-called successful people rhetoric.
If that's really effective, then the world would be full of successful people.
The greatest malice that successful people can have toward ordinary folks is not wanting anyone else to achieve success like them.
They'll only tell you that you're poor because you don't work hard enough.
"I've been misled by wine and women, truly decadent. From today onward, I will abstain!"
A light shone brightly ahead for Lu Yang, dispelling the mist from his life.
"All right, let's drink together tonight!"
Hao didn't hear him talk about quitting drinking, and made the invitation.
Brainwashing must be done gradually, following a scientific regimen of repeated treatment.
"Okay, let's have some. I brought two cases from the capital, stole them from my dad's wine cellar."
Lu Yang and Hao are practically hits off.
"I also brought a case of wine, ha-ha…"
Only true wine lovers like them keep good wine in the trunk as standard.
Some may even choose wine based on the dishes they serve.
They bring out different vintages for different occasions.
Ever since receiving the task potentially involving Maotai stock, Hao bought ten cases to store at home, bringing a case to drink with friends.
"Ha-ha, I heard you have quite the capacity!"
Lu Yang has a great drinking capacity too, often bullying others relying on this.
"Just average."
Hao decided to properly help Professor Lu discipline his son, not only focusing him on career but also teaching him there's always someone better.
"Oh right, I heard you're interested in the Ming Dynasty?"
Lu Yang completely forgot he's two years older than Hao.
At this moment, he's fully in the deputy director mode, the tone in which he addressed Hao filled with respect he didn't even realize.
"It's okay." Hao remained humble.
"Do you know about the Jinyi Guard?" Lu Yang asked quietly.
"Not particularly, I've read Wang Shizhen's 'Jinyi Chronicles,' Zhang Jinkui's 'Study of the Ming Dynasty's Jinyiwei System,' oh, and the 'Jinyiwei Selection Register,' plus there's descriptions in 'Ming Code,' 'Ming Chronicles,' 'Wanli Wild Harvest Collection,' 'Records of the Imperial Secretariat,' etc."
Hao didn't quite understand why he was specifically inquiring about the Jinyi Guard.
Actually, he wasn't particularly interested in the Jinyi Guard. He was more intrigued by the three factories of the Ming Dynasty within the Factory Guard System.
If they were to talk, it'd be better discussing the three factories.
Ideally comparing the eunuch systems throughout the dynasties.
"…"
Lu Yang gaped, staring dumbfounded at Hao.
The remaining bit of self-confidence pulverized under Hao's foot.
His so-called interest in the Jinyi Guard was essentially just online research, at worst asking his literary father a few questions.
Regarding the professional books his dad recommended, he'd bought them… unfortunately, after half a year, they still remained shrink-wrapped.
What Hao mentioned seemed to exceed his dad's recommendations, and were even more niche.
Director, for a middle schooler, you're really something.
"The Ming Dynasty was really a fascinating era…"
Hao said this phrase much like one would say "Tianjin is indeed too complex."
Finally finding someone to chat history with.
Hao couldn't quite contain himself.
Since acquiring the Sven Glasses, he started reading.
Over this duration, he's lost count of how many books he's read. Regardless, his capital apartment has almost one room filled.
Luckily he got a courtyard.
Otherwise, he'd likely have booted Old Tian, the cat rival, right out.
Then use the room for books.
The rest followed Hao talking, while Lu Yang was practically in a listening class.
Compared with his idle boredom here, An Feng was exceedingly busy.
The current film set is managed by Gao Fei and Yang Liu.
The former being the producer and the latter the production director. Despite their capability, the film crew just arrived in Xiamen today, issues both numerous and tedious, causing dizzy exhaustion.
So they pulled An Feng along to assist.
An Feng bore the title of producer because she'd put up half the money.
While Hao was the director and lead actor, glad to delegate trivial matters to others.
"Qianqian, Wang Luoyong indicated he'd arrive tomorrow afternoon with two assistants, and the manager will also visit. How shall we arrange the rooms?"
"Arriving tomorrow afternoon? Changed the schedule, huh? Give him two connected A-class rooms and one C-class room."
Although the hotel they booked wasn't exactly a budget hotel, it wasn't very upscale either. Actors with some status had to be arranged carefully.
To facilitate arrangements, they divided the hotel rooms into several categories.
Ordinary assistants and staff could only stay in twin-bed rooms.
"Alright, Qianqian."
"We're still short of staff. If you see Yang Liu, remember to tell her to hire more people. I've posted the vacancies in the group. Not sure if she's seen it."
"Got it."
An Feng hadn't even paused to take a sip of water before someone came to ask her about costume issues.
The batch of custom-made costumes had some problems that needed handling.
Ms. Liu watched her daughter walk off with someone, her hand holding the bottled water drooping powerlessly.
She actually wasn't very supportive of her daughter becoming a producer.
Not to mention that being a producer carries significant responsibilities, requiring coordination of many aspects and interactions with all kinds of people.
Just the sheer busyness of it all was a cause for concern.
People sought her out for hotel check-ins, extras, and even costume and props concerns.
They're not even shooting yet, and it'll probably get even busier once filming officially starts.
Even looking at that brat Qi Hao, who was sitting with his legs crossed, chatting away, was infuriating.
However, she had to acknowledge it.
It turns out her daughter has grown up.
Grown up enough to independently handle many issues.
Especially from her initial inexperience to making decisions based on her years of observations in production, displaying a unique youthful vibrancy and vigor.
She even had the ability to resolve conflicts among the crew members.
The important part was that she really managed to mediate the conflict between the feuding parties.
Though part of it was due to her investor status and the influence that brought, it at least showed she wasn't just a naive girl.
Ms. Liu started to reflect on her parenting methods...
Was there really a problem?
Had I been limiting my child's growth?
"What are you looking at over there,"
Lu Yang turned his head to follow Qi Hao's gaze and happened to see Ms. Liu's melancholy profile.
"Nothing."
Qi Hao smirked, not wanting to answer the question.
I told you, old lady, your parenting methods have issues. Now see for yourself.
"This sister is beautiful, who is she?" Lu Yang's eyes lit up, but he quickly realized something and murmured, "No, no, work comes first, damn it, I'm such an idiot!"
He not only verbally reflected but even slapped himself.
This is a problem that needs fixing!
"That's An Feng's mom." Qi Hao kindly informed him.
"Pfft~" Lu Yang's eyes widened like a dead fish.
Of course, Qi Hao couldn't just sit there doing nothing. After chatting with Lu Yang for a while, he called the rest of the director's group over.
Typically, a director's group includes the main director, executive director, post-production director, voice director, assistant director, deputy director, action director, casting director, on-set director, etc.
Additionally, the script supervisor is also part of the director's group.
For a large crew, they would prepare with all these hands.
But in a small group like Qi Hao's, it wasn't possible to have a large-scale director's team of a dozen people.
It's normal for one person to take on multiple roles.
For instance, Lu Yang, who was the deputy director and also served as the assistant director and on-set director. If he performed exceptionally during shooting, he might even be appointed as the voice director or post-production director by Qi Hao.
Including Qi Hao, there were only five people in the director's group.
"Alright, let's get to work. Tomorrow's first scene will mainly shoot..."
Qi Hao hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted.
"Hao, that Daoist from last time is here with a sword, saying he's looking for you to settle the score." Li Xiaomeng came running.
She had already called Qi Hao's driver, Tang Chuan.
She asked him to hurry over and "rescue" them.
Automobile soldiers are soldiers too, having served for so many years, they should be able to beat a fake Daoist who's just freeloading, right?
"Hey, the Daoist Master is here!"
Qi Hao handed the script schedule to Lu Yang and others, letting them check the shooting schedule again, while he stood up to greet Daoist Suiyun.
He wasn't surprised that Daoist Suiyun came.
Because it was he who called Gao Yang and asked him to send Daoist Suiyun over for the opening ceremony.
As for Gao Yang, he couldn't find time to attend.
He could only shell out money to treat the entire crew to a meal to express his apology as the big boss.
As for why Daoist Suiyun came with a sword and an imposing manner.
It was naturally because Qi Hao had used his swordsmanship during the premiere of "Chinese Paladin 3."
"Hey! Daring monster, I can see you're not human at first glance!"