Fang Miaomiao's eyes flickered slightly.
She remembered this play had approached her in her previous life too, but she was working on another project at the time, and the company had refused it privately, citing low pay.
The production crew had no choice but to find another actor.
When the movie was released, she only found out then. Although she was angry, there was nothing she could do. For her in her past life, this was arguably the most regrettable thing.
Unexpectedly, after circling back, she actually had a chance to act in this play.
She had to admit, the condition Chen Tianming offered was very tempting.
"What do you think?"
Seeing her silence, Chen Tianming felt restless, his heart jumping.
After a moment of thought, Fang Miaomiao looked at Chen Tianming and shook her head, saying, "No, I'm at a disadvantage."
"You're at a disadvantage?"
Good heavens, was this young lady unaware of her current standing in the industry? Getting her a lead role was already a decision made under pressure.
"Mm-hmm."
Fang Miaomiao nodded obediently, "Director, don't think you can fool me just because I'm good-looking. The market for post-apocalyptic films in our country isn't great."
Domestic audiences were very picky about this genre; they wanted plot, they wanted special effects. If either was lacking, they would be heavily criticized.
"Who told you that?" Chen Tianming's expression was complex, and he finally managed to say after a long pause, "The plot of my script is perfect, impeccable."
"Mm-hmm, the director is right."
Her obedient demeanor, as if to say, "I think whatever you say is right," left Chen Tianming speechless.
"How about this, one million," Chen Tianming looked around, then moved closer to Fang Miaomiao, holding up a finger to indicate a number, "for your salary, what do you say?"
"Before tax or after tax?"
Chen Tianming: "..."
Who could shut this young lady up?
He took a deep breath and said, "After tax."
"After tax, huh."
Fang Miaomiao's matter-of-fact expression almost made Chen Tianming lose his breath, "You actually dare to ask for that much."
"I may not be good at much else, but I am thick-skinned."
Chen Tianming rolled his eyes, "No need to remind me, I can see that."
Finally, after their "friendly and pleasant" conversation, the female lead for "Rebirth in the Apocalypse: I Am the Great Villain" was confirmed. Fang Miaomiao would also have to obediently complete the recording of the variety show "Let's Travel Together."
The second episode, Fishing Port Village.
"Today, our mission is to do our best to prepare a seafood feast for the crew," Fang Yan Huan announced with a smile on her lips. "We need to prepare the seafood ingredients this afternoon, and then gather in the courtyard at 5 o'clock to prepare dinner."
"Yan Huan, what are the standards for this seafood feast?" Wang Qing asked.
"Of course, the more, the better," Fang Yan Huan replied. "Given that there are quite a few people in the crew, the production team has decided to give us a starting fund of two hundred yuan."
Upon hearing this, Wang Qing and Shen Jia Ni were stunned.
Shen Jia Ni forced a smile, "Huan Huan, this joke isn't funny."
What could two hundred yuan do? Her cheapest lipstick alone cost more than 200 yuan. This production team was really stirring things up.
Forget about a seafood feast, 200 yuan probably wouldn't even buy a single crab leg.
Fang Yan Huan spread her hands helplessly, "Initially, the production team's starting fund was 100 yuan. I pleaded and pleaded until my mouth was almost worn raw before they increased the fund to 200."
"Director, you are really making things too difficult for us," Wang Qing said to the cameraman with a look of despair, "This is too much."
"Exactly, Director, why don't we just rename this show 'My Baby and I Travel on a Shoestring'?"
Chen Tianming proudly raised his megaphone, "Jia Ni, you've given me a very good suggestion. Next time I start a variety show, I'll invite you and the children to go on a budget trip together."
"No need."
"Besides being filling, are there any other requirements for this seafood feast?" Cui Yong Si, the child, raised his hand and asked the crucial question.
"Little Si Si asked a very good question," Fang Yan Huan said with a smile. "In the end, the seafood feast needs to be made by ourselves."
"Does that mean 'fend for ourselves and be well-fed by our own hands'?" Chen Pan Pan, who was resting on the table, immediately raised her hand excitedly, "I can do it, I'm very capable."
"I'll help you."
"Me too, me too." Xu Bao Er saw the drool coming from Chen Pan Pan's mouth and picked up a tissue to wipe it off for her.
[Sob sob sob, these kids are too cute. What should I do? I'm a non-believer in marriage.]
[Bao Er is really like a big sister, taking care of everyone younger than her. I really like her.]
[I've noticed something, in these participation segments, Fang Miaomiao minimizes her presence as much as possible. I've never seen her initiate a conversation, and I don't know why she's on this show.]
[Let's see what you clowns have to say about her. When she talks too much, you call her attention-seeking and a green tea bitch. When she talks less, you say she lacks engagement. How bored are you all? You get to say both the good and the bad.]
[Please go back to your master's live stream. You're just bringing bad luck here.]
"Since everyone knows what the afternoon entails, let's discuss departing promptly in half an hour."
With that said, the production crew brought over the two hundred yuan and placed it in the center of the table.
Strangely, no one was willing to reach out and take the two hundred yuan.
This made Chen Tianming chuckle wryly, "Tsk, why is there no enthusiasm? Two hundred yuan, it's not a small amount."
"Director, you've given us such a difficult task, you must let us think about how to satisfy everyone's hunger with these 200 yuan."
Cui Man Tong sighed deeply and placed her arm around Cui Yong Si's neck, "Si Si baby, I can't do it."
Although she didn't understand prices very well, she was very sure that this was impossible.
Cui Yong Si looked helplessly at his mother, who was acting as she pleased, and suggested, "Why don't you consider asking Dad?"
Before Chen Tianming could stop her, he heard Cui Man Tong sit up straight and look at Cui Yong Si with a serious expression, "How can a person always think of getting something for nothing? If I always relied on your dad for everything, wouldn't that make me look bad?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Cui Man Tong, determined to save face, turned and threw herself into Fang Miaomiao's arms, "I can't do it, it's completely impossible."
Fang Miaomiao was amused and exasperated, and with a hint of pampering, she hugged Cui Man Tong, "Don't worry, I'm here."
[Okay, I'm pathetic, I admit it, at this moment, I'm shipping them.]
[Good heavens, I just realized I might have shipped the wrong couple. It turns out our Man Tong also has her moments of being like a little bird clinging to someone.]