After The Vicious Cannon Fodder Was Reborn

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Chapter nine

In July, in H Town, the temperature has reached more than 40 degrees. Even in the early morning, when the sun is showing, the house is not hot enough. If you open the window to sleep, there is a breeze mixed with the sound of people's voices drifting in - all the noise of the group performers waiting downstairs at four o'clock in the morning.

Da Mao, who only fell asleep in the middle of the night, closed his eyes, threw his arm hard, and smashed the pillow against the windowsill. The half-opened window slammed shut. The fat man on the other bed also complained in a daze: "...I knew it would be so troublesome, and I didn't live here in the first place."

I decided to rent here because the dormitory is close to the scenic spot and the service department. The place for group performances and other plays is downstairs. When there is no play, just go downstairs, which sounds very convenient.

However, convenience can sometimes equal trouble. For example, a residential building that is very close to the morning market and night market is convenient for visiting the market, but besides that, it is quite noisy.

Tao Mu also got off the bed. He used to be a man who couldn't even hear thunder when he was asleep. After returning to Shen's house, he began to suffer from neurasthenia, and he would wake up with some trouble. After being kicked out of the house by the Shen family again, he couldn't sleep for the whole night. After reliving the first life, Tao Mu not only gained ten years of memory out of thin air, but also brought back this stinky problem.

"Since you can't sleep, get up. Are you guys going to the next show today?" Tao Mu threw his slippers into the bathroom. After washing up, he went into the kitchen again, grabbed a few eggs from the refrigerator, and put a box of fresh milk on the stove.

Da Mao closed his eyes, trying very hard to fall asleep. It's a pity that there was a lot of noise outside, and the more I lay down, the more spirited I became, so I could only sit up angrily: "Why are you waiting for the show? We're not still performing as a group in "Zixiao", does Fatty Liu dare to drive us away?" He If he dares, I will let him take a photo of the fruit.

Tao Mu poured the milk into the milk pot and turned on the stove: "You didn't say it yourself, you didn't have a good time on the set of "Zixiao", don't you want to do it?"

"We were angry that the crew was not authentic. In order to please the investors, we actually pushed you to take the blame. But if you don't leave, if the two of us leave, you will be the only one left? How can that be done!" With his legs crossed on the bed, he said decently, "The three of us must be together. We go in and out together, and advance and retreat together."

"Isn't he an investor!" Da Mao became angry when he heard this, and walked around behind Tao Mu like a big dog, babbling: "Brother Mu, I'm serious. Why don't we find the crew by ourselves. Which one do you want to see? The book is pleasing to the eye, I will call my dad and ask him to invest money. When the time comes, I will hold you as the number one man, and Xiaopang and I will be the second man and the third man, and then go to the film school to find some beautiful girls. Make your own money by making your own films, and save yourself from being pissed off.”

"It's still splint." Tao Mu smiled: "You know what splint is, so just talk nonsense?"

Disgusting that Da Mao was getting in the way, Tao Mu patted Da Mao's head with his backhand and pushed the person away: "Don't think about it. You think filming is so easy. If you don't have a way to come in rashly, you will be bankrupt and want to jump off the building. Believe it or not. It's not easy for my uncle to make some money, so don't worry about wasting money. Don't worry, when I make more people and get the rules out of the way, we will definitely set up our own film and television company. At that time Like you said, if you want to be the male lead, be the male lead, and if you want to choose the female lead, choose the female lead."

Da Mao covered the dog's head in protest: "Brother Mu, don't keep touching my head. You're half a head shorter than me, is it appropriate to keep touching my head like this? I've never heard that a man's head can't be touched by a woman's waist!"

Tao Mu chuckled and waved the man out of the kitchen.

Da Mao could only sit angrily at the small dining table outside, staring at Tao Mu's fried poached eggs. After a while, he was dishonest, and the thief laughed and said, "Brother Mu, why are you being stimulated? Why do you suddenly think of making breakfast today?" Noodle.

Tao Mu knocked the egg to the side of the pot with one hand, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Xiao Chuan stood in front of the windowsill with a toothbrush 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 get up early, and they are really here to experience life. Forget it. Those who regard group acting as a career, just make that little money every month, what are they looking for?"

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

On a whim, Xiao Pang turned his head and said gossip: "Hey, have you heard of it? Just our crew, the group of girls who are maids for the heroine, was slept by Fatty Liu. Fatty Liu promised to add drama to her. As you said, this Is the girl devoting herself to her dream?"

Da Mao was stunned when he heard the words: "Just a tall and fair-skinned little girl? She seems to have just come to the film and television city, right?"

"I heard that it's three months!" Little Fatty shook his head, and said with a sigh, "It's fast enough."

"It's just a bunch of specials, even if you add a few lines to the show! Is it worth it for these few words?" Big Mao was puzzled. Fatty also felt that Sanguan suffered a violent impact. The two sat there muttering. The conversation quickly turned to other gossip on the set.

Tao Mu and the three came to H Studio after the college entrance examination. Not long after Tao Mu came here, he signed a martial arts stand-in for the male lead in "Zixiao". Da Mao and Xiao Pang are a family who have a mine and the other who are involved. The only purpose of coming to H Studios is to accompany Tao Mu to join in the fun. However, in the past few days, probably because of the familiarity in the group performance, it has added a habit of wandering around the major production crews to inquire about gossip in the circle, and there is still a bit of an increasingly fierce posture.

Anyway, Tao Mu has been listening to the two chatting about the gossip of some big stars and small actors for the past few days. come out…

...Some are hearsay, some are true, Tao Mu listened to the two of them with little interest, and picked up two eggs: "You like to gossip so much, do you want to be a big V?"

"What is eating melon big V?" Sitting at the small dining table and waiting for breakfast, the two little girls raised their heads and looked at Tao Mu, who was beating eggs with one hand in the kitchen, eager to learn.

At six o'clock in the morning, the warm sunlight poured in through the glass window, forming a silhouette around Tao Mu's body. Tao Mu turned the pan upside down very familiarly, and flipped the poached egg in the pan, frying it until it was fully cooked, and poured it into a plate on the side.

"It's an entertainment celebrity certified on Weibo." Tao Mu said casually, taking off his apron: "The milk is hot, let's eat."

Da Mao and Xiao Pang got up immediately, poured the milk, and served the plate to the plate. With a smirk on his face, he asked, "Then how to be an entertainment V, can you be more specific?"

Tao Mu brushed the pot out, watching the time was almost up, and turned on the TV to tune to the finance channel.

The news is broadcasting the major good news that the international oil price has exceeded 140M yuan per barrel. Tao Mu, who has experienced all his life, knows that in a few days, the price of oil will rise to an all-time high of 148.35M yuan per barrel, and then throughout the second half of 2008, it began to plummet, until it declined in late December. To the lowest point of 32.4M yuan per barrel, the cumulative decline of more than 75%.

If at this time, he can have a sum of money invested in the international oil futures market, as long as he operates properly, he can earn at least a hundred times the profit in half a year.

Unfortunately, his wallet is really weak. Tao Mu couldn't help sighing when he thought of the pitiful balance in his bank/bank/carry.

I feel like I've missed a million.

"Brother Mu, why are you suddenly interested in finance and economics?" Da Mao and Xiao Pang looked at each other. For the new hobbies that Tao Mu develops from time to time, the two can be said to be used to it. However, from fashion, music, and acting, which basically do not depend on IQ, suddenly cross-disciplinary to finance and economics... This change seems to be a bit dramatic, doesn't it?

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

"Don't waste your money here! My dad said that the stock market is very chaotic now, and if you are not careful, you will go bankrupt."

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

"Oh!" The big hair and the little fat drank the porridge from the bowl, but he still didn't give up: "That entertainment big V..."

Curiosity is still strong. Tao Mu glanced at the two, and explained it casually.

Tao Mu still has a fresh memory of many experiences in his previous life. But what shocked him the most was the degree of development of the Internet in later generations. It is difficult for Chinese people living in 2008 to imagine the dependence of Chinese people on the Internet ten years later. It is even more difficult to imagine how the Internet will shake the pattern of the entertainment industry and even the life of the people and various industries and fields.

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

Tao Mu, who felt that he could seize the opportunity after reliving his first life, looked thoughtfully at the two teenagers with high interest. Suddenly I felt that maybe I should open my eyes a little more, plan ahead a little bit, and don't always focus on this corner of the entertainment industry.

Big Mao Xiaopang, who was listening energetically, looked at Tao Mu who had stopped suddenly, and urged, "What's the matter, continue talking about Ang~"

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