A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 215: One's Birthday

The noisy New Year's Eve was over quickly, and Chen Jinnian felt that his cold was getting worse. In order not to become a new source of virus infection, he stayed in the room alone yesterday.

Even if he has to go out, he wears a mask the whole time, which is considered to be an early adaptation to life during the epidemic a few years later.

But what is coming cannot be avoided. He started to have a low-grade fever last night and could not fall asleep no matter how he lay down. Fortunately, he remembered that there were two boxes of special fever-reducing medicine in the system. After taking one pill, he fell into a drowsy sleep and slept until noon.

After getting up today, Chen Jinnian felt much more relaxed, and even his cold seemed to be almost gone.

He picked up the special antipyretic medicine next to his pillow. The packaging was extremely simple, even a bit inferior. Apart from a few words written on the paper box, there was no shelf life or usage and dosage. It looked even more irregular than fake medicine.

After all, fake medicine has to look real.

"Products from the system must be top-notch. There are 11 pills left in this box. I need to find a place to store them."

Chen Jinnian didn't care about the crude packaging, as he had personally tested the medicine and found it to be effective.

After putting the antipyretic medicine away, he picked up his phone and called his mother back, reporting as usual that he was in good health, and then accepted the birthday red envelope sent by Su Ying.

Yes. Today is the second day of the Lunar New Year, his birthday. In previous years, he would celebrate his birthday at his grandfather's house, but this year he didn't dare go, fearing that he would infect the two elderly people with the flu. That would be a huge act of filial piety.

There are still a lot of takeouts in Beijing during the Spring Festival, but most of the places open at this time serve pre-prepared dishes. Instead of eating these, it is better to order KFC and McDonald's, at least the hygiene is guaranteed.

In addition to these, he also had to make something he wanted to eat. He took out the prawns he had just bought yesterday from the refrigerator and started busying himself in the kitchen.

At the same time, Wang Yidi, who was supposed to be in Shenzhen, appeared at the entrance of the community with a suitcase, walked in hurriedly, and met Fang Yuan's family who were about to go out.

"Wang Yidi, didn't you return to Shenzhen?" Fang Yifan asked curiously.

"The art exam is in five or six days, so I came back to prepare in advance." Wang Yidi obviously didn't want to chat with the other party, so he continued on his way after replying this sentence.

"Hey, that's not right. Isn't she usually very talkative? Why is she so anxious today?" Fang Yifan turned his head to look in the direction of departure, his eyes full of confusion.

"I'm ambitious and I know the exam is important. When you come back from grandpa's house later, hurry up and get ready for me." Tong Wenjie raised her hand and patted her son's shoulder, staring at her sternly.

"No, how can this be linked to me?" Fang Yifan said irritably, "My ability is not in studying, how can I compare with her? It's better to compare emotional intelligence and money-making, Dad, don't you think?"

But Fang Yuan pretended not to hear, put his arm on Lin Lei'er's shoulder, walked quickly forward, and drove to the temporary parking area on the side of the road.

Tong Wenjie, who was walking behind, said, "You're still trying to compare your earnings with others. Do you know how much Wang Yidi gets paid for a single film? I'll tell you, it's a whopping one million."

"Impossible!" Fang Yifan didn't believe it at all.

"How is it impossible? I have checked all these amounts. If the information about the film remuneration did not need to be kept confidential, I would not tell you this." Tong Wenjie glanced at her son and hurried forward.

Tong Wenjie, who had just taken over the company's finances, did not believe this information. After all, it was too exaggerated. A young girl who had never acted in a play took away 10% of the production budget.

However, after repeated checking, she had to accept the fact that Chen Jinnian really offered Wang Yidi a sky-high price for a newcomer, which was completely different from the market price.

Fang Yifan knew that what his mother said was true, because there was no need for Tong Wenjie to lie about such things, but he still couldn't accept it. Why could a play pay so much more than what he earned through hard work in a part-time job?

So he came up with an idea. Since Wang Yidi could do it, then he could do it too. He was no worse than Wang Yidi, so why couldn't he get a role with a million-dollar salary?

If Chen Jinnian knew about this, he would definitely explain the industry rules to him.

The average pay for extras is 100 yuan for eight hours, and the time exceeding the limit is calculated at 15 yuan per hour. However, this includes the commission, so the extras actually only get about % to % of the pay.

Group actors can be divided into different types such as prospect, special, special type, and follow-up group. Among them, the follow-up group is the most tiring. Not only do they have to be group actors, but they also have to do other work on the crew. Of course, they also earn the most, and can get a salary of about 10,000 yuan.

Those above that level can no longer be called extras. They are serious actors who get paid according to their status, fame and role. For example, newcomers like Wang Yidi and Deng Xiaoqi basically get paid between 2 and 5 yuan.

If Fang Yifan wanted to do this job, he had to at least start as a promising actor. However, in the past ten years, there were probably only two people, Zhao Xiaodao and Han Dong, who relied entirely on themselves to rise from small supporting roles in Hengdian to leading roles.

Of course, even if Chen Jinnian knew, he couldn't care less about Fang Yifan, because he was trying hard to pick out the shrimp thread, and he was so focused that he didn't even notice Wang Yidi opened the door and walked in.

"Hey, stinky pig, what are you doing?"

Hearing this trance-inducing voice, he quickly turned around and saw Wang Yidi who suddenly appeared again. He asked in surprise: "Why are you back? Didn't you say you would be back on Saturday?"

After he finished speaking, he quickly turned on the faucet to rinse his hands and hurried forward. However, he suddenly remembered that he had not recovered from his cold yet, so he hurriedly took two steps back and covered his mouth with his arms, shouting, "Step back."

Wang Yidi was stunned, and then his joy turned into aggrievedness. "I got up at five o'clock today to catch my flight. I took a plane all morning. I finally got here, and not only did you not hug me, you even asked me to step back."

Faced with Wang Yidi who suddenly turned into a drama queen, Chen Jinnian was a little helpless.

Helplessly, he could only seal the other person's mouth with a mask, then open the windows in the room for ventilation, and force Wang Yidi, who was rushing towards him, to stay one meter away from him.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of being infected." Wang Yidi sat on the sofa with her head held high, looking at Chen Jinnian, who was wearing a different mask from her.

"I'm scared. The exams for Beijing Film Academy and the Central Academy of Drama will start in a week. Can you please be more careful? What if you catch a cold or a fever?" Chen Jin's voice was buzzing.

He was wearing the famous N95 mask. If Wang Yidi hadn't come in, he wouldn't have put on this mask. It was too stuffy.

"Okay." Wang Yidi said reluctantly, "But you have to listen to me today. Sit down and rest. I'll help you cook. I also ordered a cake when we got off the plane. You can go downstairs and pick it up later."

Wang Yidi stood up, took off his apron, and then tied it around herself skillfully.

"Huh? You can cook."

"Of course I can. I'm with my mother every day, so I've seen it all." Wang Yidi said proudly.

"What? Didn't you say you never cook?" Chen Jinnian felt like he was being PUAed. He remembered that Wang Yidi often said that he couldn't cook, so he started learning.

After hearing this, Wang Yidi's lips curled up slightly, like a fox's tail gently swaying in the moonlight, and his bright eyes contained infinite playfulness and cunning.