What kind of state Bo Zui was in, Yu Hua and Bi Feiyu were still discussing it all the way to the door of Jinyi.
"You, Teacher Yang, said you stepped on cotton. I think you are no longer drunk, but heavily drunk." Yu Hua said.
"I think whether you step on cotton depends on what kind of shoes you wear. In winter, if you wear a pair of cotton shoes with thick enough soles and drink wine to keep your hands and feet warm, it will of course be the same as stepping on cotton."
Bi Feiyu said.
Yu Dong ignored the two of them. It was too cold today and he was in a hurry to go back. He had no time to chat with the two of them about whether they were drunk or not.
When he arrived at the door, Yu Dong just wanted to knock on the window of the reception room, but saw Yiliang inside, chatting with the guard Xiaopang.
Xiaopang also saw Yu Dong.
"Teacher Yu is back, Teacher Yu is back."
Yu Liang looked over and saw that Yu Dong was really back. He ran out happily and said, "Teacher Yu, you are back."
Yu Dong was a little surprised and said: "Why did you come to me at this time?"
Xiaopang also came over at this moment and said helpfully: "Brother Yu came here when I wasn't at work and has been waiting for several hours."
Yu Dong looked at the time and saw that it was already after ten o'clock. The guard's shift was after six o'clock, which meant that he had to wait for at least four hours.
"I have something very important to report to you."
Just as he was talking, Yu Hua and Bi Feiyu also came over and were surprised to see Yu Liang was there.
"Manager Yu, why are you here?"
When Jimmy was away, the writers signed by the company were all contacted by margin, so they were already very familiar with each other.
Yu Liang smiled and said, "I came to see Teacher Yu for something."
"Oh, that's how it is."
Yu Hua and the others didn't ask any questions, and they continued to walk forward, arm in arm, "Then let's go back first, since you and we are not on the same journey anyway."
After Yu Hua and the others left, Yu Dong also took Yu Liang back to the dormitory.
After entering the dormitory, Yu Liang couldn't wait to say: "Boss, Mr. Ji has something important that he wants me to convey to you."
"Why is it so urgent that you have to wait so late in the middle of winter?"
"Well, Spielberg hopes..."
Yu Liang gave an overview of Spielberg's situation. Yu Dong frowned after listening: "At this time, I'm afraid it's difficult for me to spare time. When will they shoot? Can they wait until summer?"
"I'm afraid not." Yuliang shook his head.
Yu Dong's reaction was as expected. He continued, "In fact, in addition to Spielberg who wants you to be a prop consultant, book fans in New York have also made a petition, hoping that you can do it.
A book signing, it is said that tens of thousands of people have signed it now.”
Petition? Thousands of blood letters?
"I am very touched by the enthusiasm of New York book friends, but this book signing does not necessarily have to be held during the Chinese New Year. It can be arranged until next summer. I think they should understand."
Yu Liang nodded: "The autograph session can be postponed, but I'm afraid the prop consultant can't postpone it. I heard from Mr. Ji that Spielberg hopes you can bring a few painters there yourself, so that it will be more convenient for work.
What Mr. Ji means is that the requirements for this job are not too high anyway, and it is remunerative. Why don't you bring a few gold art students there. On the one hand, you can make some money for the students, and on the other hand, you can also take the students out to meet them.
They can get familiar with the world and work in advance. Maybe after this trip, they can also find the path they want to take in the future."
Yu Dong looked at the remaining amount and said with a half-smile: "Is there anything else? I told you once, are you squeezing toothpaste with me here?"
Yuliang also laughed: "Boss, it's really gone, that's all."
"The painter and the petition were all arranged by your Mr. Ji, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Ji said it. As soon as I finish talking to the boss, you will definitely understand his intentions."
"I think it's a trap."
Yu Dong knew that Jimmy was trying to trick him, but he couldn't refuse this kind of real trick. Spielberg's crew was indeed very attractive, especially for the kids from Jinyi.
, it is very likely to change their lives.
What I learned in arts and crafts has little to do with film and television, but I can’t say it has nothing to do with it, especially props, which are involved in many aspects of industrial art.
Moreover, after studying art, the scope of majors will be wide, and the film and television industry is definitely one direction.
After thinking for a while, Yu Dong said: "Okay, I know about this. I will give you an answer tomorrow morning."
Yu Dong can't make a decision now. It's the end of the semester and the students haven't had a holiday yet. If he really wants to go, he still has to ask Wu Changxin for permission.
"Okay, there are no instructions, I'll go back first."
"Well, go back, you have worked hard today."
"It should."
…
Early the next morning, Yu Dong went to the principal's office.
Wu Changxin had just made himself a pot of tea and was about to go to work. When he saw Yu Dong knocking on the door, he was a little surprised and asked: "Why are you here so early in the morning?"
"I have a situation that I need to report to the principal."
"What's going on? Sit down and talk."
Yu Dong was not polite and dragged a chair to sit opposite Wu Changxin: "Two things. The first is that all three of our manuscripts have been published. In March, "Zhongshan" will open a column and publish them together."
Wu Changxin said with a smile: "This is a good thing. I will tell Su Tong later that our school will order more copies of their magazine from the next issue. He supports us, and we should also give him some support at work. What do you think?
Two things, what is the other one?”
"There is another one. I would like to take a few days off and take a few students with me. It would be best to bring Liu Changmin with me."
Wu Changxin stared at Yu Dong with bright eyes, "Yu Dong, it's the end of the term now, I can't let go in this line of work, and you're not asking for leave alone. You're also taking care of teachers and students. Tell me about it.
, what are you going to do?"
Yu Dong smiled and said: "It's a good thing. Didn't I sell the film and television adaptation rights of "The Second World" to Spielberg? Now they are going to start filming, but there are some problems with props that I may need to help solve.
Come on. I can't handle these things alone. I need art support, and they agreed to let me lead an art team myself, both to work and to study, and everyone who goes there will be paid."
Wu Changxin's expression changed. He said why he had been in an inexplicably good mood early this morning. It turned out that there was such a great thing waiting for him.
Yu Dong spoke tactfully, saying that he needed help. In fact, how could a professional film and television team be short of people in the art field? To put it bluntly, taking Liu Changmin and the students there was to study, and it was paid study.
To put it more realistically, with this qualification, it will be easier for students to join the workforce after graduation.
"How many can you bring?"
Yu Dong smiled, and Wu Changxin directly agreed with what he said.
"In addition to Liu Changmin, I can also take care of four or five students."
"Can two places be allocated to other majors?" Wu Changxin asked.
"Yes." Yu Dong didn't hesitate at all, "But the quota must be determined as soon as possible. It's almost the Chinese New Year, and I still want to come back before the end of the year."
"No problem." Wu Changxin rubbed his hands and stood up, "I will make arrangements now... You can decide the quota for the Gongmei side by yourself."
Chapter completed!