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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

nTo avoid unexpected problems, Feng Cheng hurriedly walked out and called Director Tang, who was on his way there. He told Director Tang about who Nian Junting was and asked him to be polite to him. After all, many directors didn’t like irrelevant people to be around during the discussion about scripts.

nSix or seven minutes later, Director Tang arrived, respectfully greeted Nian Junting, and shook hands with him.

n“You guys do the talking. I’ll be eating.” Nian Junting waved a hand. “Hire my girlfriend if she’s qualified, but you don’t need to hire her for me.” Ever since he had found out who Luosang really was, he never worried about her ability.

nDirector Tang took out his phone, handed it to Luosang, and said, “This is some early footage. Take a look.”

nLuosang played the video. The story took place in the Spring and Autumn period. On the screen, the leading actor and actress were sitting under the moonlight, surrounded by blossoms.

n“Confucius said, blah blah, one, two three four five,” said the leading actor with a clear and loud voice.

nThe leading actress responded, “Gongxu, four five, two, three, six two one, I’ll always be waiting for you.”

nLuosang had seen such things before. As Director Tang had cautiously invited both her and Feng Cheng here, she had guessed some of it.

nUnlike her, Nian Junting was stunned. “So this is what TV series are originally like?”

n“Of course not. This is a special case.” Director Tang hurriedly waved a hand and said awkwardly, “I don’t really like this leading actress, but she’s popular. She brings audiences, and audiences mean everything now. For the audience rating, I had no choice. She’s paid by the day, and her schedule is always full. It would take longer if we asked her to memorize her lines, so with no other choice, we can only put more effort into the voice acting. As for the leading actor, Classic of Poetry was just too hard for him to memorize.”

nNian Junting frowned. He rarely paid attention to the film and television industry, so he had no idea that the atmosphere had become like that.

nFeng Cheng and Luosang glanced at each other. After that, the former said, “Director Tang, the leading actor and actress didn’t memorize the most of their lines, which means we basically need to study all the lines all over again…”

n“I understand, and the leading actress isn’t good at acting, either. I hope you can rebuild her voice.” He looked at Nian Junting and continued, “That’s why I eventually decided to let Luosang do her voice. She’s a capable one, after all, and she doesn’t charge much. How about this, we offer four hundred and eighty yuan per episode for the main female character’s voice. She can also do other characters if she likes, but the price can’t be as high. It’s two hundred per episode for other characters.”

n“What? Four hundred and eighty yuan per episode?” Nian Junting couldn’t help but exclaim out loud. Under the table, Luosang hurriedly kicked his foot. Nian Junting pressed his lips together, but still, he murmured, “It’s really cheap.”

nDirector Tang wore an embarrassed look, saying, “Mr. Nian, you’re rich. It’s surely small money for you, but in the voice acting circle, four hundred and eighty yuan per episode is already not bad. Miss Xu is not yet an especially popular voice actress, after all. Also, I really can’t afford a higher price. We’ve spent too much money on the early stage, so our funding for post-production is limited.”

n“Director Tang, I’m good with the price.” Luosang laughed.

nNian Junting’s expression turned extremely complicated.

nNext, Feng Cheng, Luosang, and Director Tang started talking about the emotions and tones and other features of the main characters in the TV series. The dinner lasted until eight o’clock. Nian Junting went to the bathroom twice.

nWhen dinner was finally over, the four of them came out of the VIP room together. At that time, two people came out of the room across the hall, a fat middle-aged man and a woman in his arms who was wearing heavy makeup. That woman was none other than Zhong Yi, who had previously disappeared for a while.

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