After The Vicious Cannon Fodder Was Reborn

Chapter nine

In the town of H in July, the temperature has reached more than forty degrees. Even in the early morning, when the sun shines, the room is not hot. If you open the window and go to sleep, there will be a breeze mingled with the sound of people-all the noise of the group of actors waiting for the show downstairs at four o'clock in the morning.

Da Mao, who was asleep only in the middle of the night, closed his eyes, flicked his arm, and slammed the pillow against the window sill. The half-opened window closed in response. The chubby on the other bed also complained vaguely: "...I knew it was so troublesome, so I wouldn't live here."

I decided to rent here because the dormitory is close to the scenic spot and the service department. The place where the group perform and wait for the show is downstairs. When there is no show, just go downstairs, which sounds particularly convenient.

However, convenience also equates to trouble in some cases. For example, a residential building close to the morning and night markets is convenient when visiting the market, but besides that, it is also quite noisy.

Tao Mu also climbed down from the bed. He was a person who was asleep and couldn't even hear the thunder. After returning to Shen's house, he began to have a nervous breakdown, and he was awakened by some disturbances. After being driven out of the house by the Shen family again, he could not sleep for the whole night. Not only did Tao Mu have more than ten years of memory out of thin air, but also brought back this stinking problem.

"Since you can't sleep, get up. Are you going to wait for the show today?" Tao Mu went into the bathroom with slippers. After washing, he went into the kitchen again, touched a few eggs from the refrigerator and put a carton of fresh milk on the stove.

Da Mao closed his eyes, trying very hard to get back to sleep. It's a pity that there is a lot of noise outside, the more you lie down, the more energetic I can only sit up angrily: "Why are you waiting for the show. We two are not still acting as a group in "Zi Xiao", don't Fatty Liu dare to send us away?" If you dare, Lao Tzu will let him go.

Tao Mu poured the milk into the milk pot and turned on the stove: "You didn't say it yourself. It was unpleasant to do it in the "Purple Xiao" crew. Don't you want to do it?"

"We are angry and the crew is not authentic. In order to please investors, we actually pushed you to the top of the pot. But you are not going. If the two of us leave, not only you will be left? How can it work!" Cross-legged on the bed, he said decently: "The three of us must be together. We enter and exit together, advance and retreat together."

"Isn't it an investor!" Da Mao got angry when he heard it, and walked behind Tao Mu like a large dog, whispering: "Brother Mu, I'm serious. Or let's find the crew by ourselves. Which one do you watch? The book said bluntly, I will call my dad back and ask him to pay for the investment. At that time, I will make you the number one male, and I will be the second and third male of Xiaopang, and then I will go to the film school to find some beautiful girls. Make your own money by making movies yourself, so you don't have to be angry with this splint."

"Still splint gas." Tao Mu smiled: "You know what splint gas is, just talk nonsense?"

Disgusting that Da Mao is getting in the way, Tao Mu patted Da Mao's head with his backhand and pushed the person away: "Don't be fancy. You think filming is such an easy task. There is no way to come in rashly, and you will lose your fortune and want to jump off the building. Believe it or not. It’s not easy for uncle to make some money, so don’t worry about wasting it. Don’t worry. When I make more friends and smooth out the rules, we will definitely set up our own film and television company. Just like you said, if you want to be the male character, be the male character; if you want to choose the female lead, then choose the female lead."

Da Mao clutched his dog's head and protested: "Brother Mu, don't touch my head all the time. You are half shorter than me. Is it appropriate to touch my head like this? I haven't heard anyone say that men's heads can't be touched by women's waists!"

Tao Mu chuckled and waved to drive people out of the kitchen.

Da Mao could only sit angrily at the small dining table outside, staring at Tao Mu fried poached eggs. After a while he was not honest, hehe smiled and said, "Brother Mu, why are you irritated? Why did you suddenly think of cooking breakfast today?" They usually beg and beg, and Tao Mu will give them a bowl when he is in a good mood. noodles.

Tao Mu knocked the egg to the side of the pot with one hand, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Xiaopang stood in front of the windowsill with his toothbrushing cup, looked at the black heads downstairs, and said vaguely: "There are so many new faces! Hey, you said that these people are going to get up early and greedy dark, really come to experience life. Forget it. Those who treat group acting as a career make that little money every month. What are they doing?"

Da Mao sneered: "What else can I picture, dream!"

On a whim, Xiao Pang turned his head to gossip and said: "Hey, have you heard? Just our crew, the female protagonist who served as a maid, was slept by Fatty Liu. Fatty Liu promised to play with her. As you said, this The girl is considered to be dedicated to her dream?"

Da Mao was startled when he heard the words: "Just a tall girl with white skin? She seems to have just come to the film and television city not long ago, right?"

"I heard that Sanyue!" Xiaopang shook his head, sighing, "It's fast enough."

"Just a bunch of specials, even if you can add a few lines to the drama! Is it worth it for these few sentences?" Da Mao was puzzled. Xiaopang also felt that Sanguan had suffered a violent impact. The two sat there whispering. The topic soon turned to other gossips in the crew.

Tao Mu came to H Studio City after the college entrance examination was over. Not long after Tao Mu came here, he signed the martial arts stand-in for the male number one in "Zi Xiao". Da Mao and Xiao Pang are a family with a mine and the other focuses on participating. The only purpose of coming to H Studios is to accompany Tao Mu to join in the fun. However, in the past few days, it is probably because of the acquaintance of the group performances, it has added a habit of circling the major crews to inquire about gossip in the circle, and the posture is getting stronger and stronger.

Anyway, after these few days, Tao Mu has been listening to the two people chatting about the gossip of some big stars and small actors, who are in love with and who are in love, and who knocks on the director’s door at night. Come out... Some are heard from the past, and some are true. Tao Mu listened to the two making Ozu's relish, and picked up two eggs: "You like gossip so much, do you want to be a big V for melons?"

"What's eating melon big V?" The two who were sitting at the small dining table waiting for breakfast raised their heads together, curiously looking at Tao Mu who was beating eggs with one hand in the kitchen.

At six o'clock in the morning, the warm sunshine poured in through the glass windows, forming a silhouette around Tao Mu. Tao Mu turned the pan upside down very familiarly, and the poached egg was turned over in the pan, fried until it was fully cooked, and poured it onto the plate on the side.

"It's an entertainment big V who has been certified on Weibo." Tao Mu said casually, taking off his apron: "The milk is hot, eat."

Da Mao and Xiao Pang got up immediately, poured the milk in the milk, and brought the plate to the plate. He asked with a flattering smile: "Then how to be an entertainment big V, specifically?"

Tao Mu smoothly brushed the pot out, it was almost time to watch, and turned on the TV to switch to the Finance Channel.

The news is reporting that the international oil price has exceeded 140M yuan per barrel. Tao Mu, who has had a lifetime experience, knows that in a few days, oil prices will rise to an all-time high of 148.35M yuan per barrel, and then in the second half of 2008, it began to plummet, until the end of December. To the lowest point of 32.4M yuan per barrel, the cumulative decline exceeded 75%.

If at this time, he can have a sum of money in his hand to invest in the international oil futures market, as long as he operates properly, he can make at least hundreds of times of profits in half a year.

It's a pity that his wallet is really weak. Tao Mu couldn't help sighing at the thought of his pitiful balance in silver/hang/cari.

I feel that I missed a hundred million.

"Brother Mu, why are you suddenly interested in finance?" Da Mao and Xiao Pang looked at each other. The two of them can be said to be accustomed to the new hobbies that Tao Mu has developed from time to time. But from fashion, music, acting, and other preferences that basically don't rely on IQ, it suddenly crossed to finance and economics... This change seems a bit powerful, right?

Given that Tao Mu's hobbies have always been very broad, Da Mao and Xiao Pang didn't find it strange. I'm just a little worried that Tao Mu's steps are too big to get involved-that the financial stock market is not everyone can get into it. In the words of the coal boss, the stock market is very deep, especially in the domestic stock market. Makers always like to play other people's cards, and retail investors are basically small fish and shrimps destined to be eaten.

"If you have money, don't go here! My dad said that now the stock market is in chaos, and if you are careless, you will lose your fortune."

"Don't worry, I know it in my heart." Tao Mu said, frowning and urging: "Hurry up, I have a play in the morning, and I have to go to the crew after eating."

"Oh!" Da Mao and Xiao Pang drank the porridge together, still not giving up: "That entertainment big V..."

Curiosity is quite vigorous. Tao Mu glanced at them and explained casually.

Tao Mu has fresh memories of many experiences in his previous life. But what shocked him the most was the level of development of the network in later generations. It is difficult for the Chinese people who lived in 2008 to imagine the Chinese people's dependence on the Internet ten years later. It is even harder to imagine the impact of the Internet on the entertainment industry, as well as national life, and various industries and fields.

As a reborn person who has experienced countless fan-black wars and melon-eating wars, and has witnessed the emergence of China’s Internet industry from scratch, from wild to prosperous, Tao Mu feels that he can definitely be called a senior melon-eater or even grower. Melon people. Especially in 2008, when the Internet model has just begun to emerge, Tao Mu can almost certainly say that no one in this world knows the development direction of the next ten years better than him.

After resurrecting his life, Tao Mu, who consciously can seize the opportunity, looked thoughtfully at the two enthusiastic hairs. Suddenly I felt that maybe I should open up my vision a little bit more, be more prepared, and don't always limit my eyes to this corner of the entertainment industry.

The eagerly listening Da Mao Xiaopang looked at Tao Mu who stopped suddenly, and urged: "What's the matter, continue to say Ang~"

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