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Xiao Jiashu shook his ears and doubted his hearing even more. “A Dream of a Hundred Years” was one of the most famous classical works in China. It was about the rise and fall of an ancient family. There were many characters and complicated plots. So far, eight versions have been shot, but only the original version was considered a classic, eternal and known as impossible to transcend.

Now, Mr Wei not only has to make a remake but also invited many child actors to perform, so brave! Xiao Jia became interested immediately, and touched Wei Boyi’s head and said, “Wait for your brother to take a bath, let’s go and see your dad filming together?”

“Okay.” Wei Boyi nodded cleverly.

Naturally, Wei Borong would not reject Xiao Jiashu’s request and took him to the studio after taking a shower. Mr Wei was shooting a palace feast. The little actors were sitting at the long in ancient costumes and several little beauties were dancing in the red carpets’ open space. They were all under the age of ten. Their expressions and movements were very serious, as they shook their sleeves twisted their waist. The little actors who played the aristocracy poured the wine, chatted, shook their heads, and scratched their beards. If they ignored their age, it would be a classic reproduction.

Xiao Jiashu couldn’t help it, he quickly turned his back and covered his mouth, fearing that he might laugh, and finally managed to stop laughing, so he walked quietly to Mr Wei and stared at the screen in front of him.

“Okay, the scene is over!” Dad Wei clapped his hands, and the little actors stood up to loosen their muscles, and the quiet set became instantly noisy.

“You are?” Dad Wei turned to look at Xiao Jiashu.

“My name is Xiao Jiashu, and I’m filming in the studio next door. I have some cooperation with Wei Borong and Wei Boyi.” Xiao Jiashu pointed to the display. “Director Wei, can I see what you recently shot?”

“Of course. Borong, bring a chair for to Xiao ge-he.” Dad Wei brought up the previous videos, and said with great interest,” I have already shot seven or eight episodes, and ten more episodes still need to be done. After all, the actors are all children, and many plots are inconvenient to shoot and their energy can’t keep up with them, so we have to compress the script. ”

“Yes, the children can’t bear to shoot eighty episodes like the original. Children can’t stand it, and the audience has no patience to watch.” Every summer vacation before the age of ten, Xiao Jiashu would be brought by Xue Miao to review the series. How could he not be familiar with it? He was fascinated as he looked at it, and was amazed by Dad Wei’s director level and the superb acting skills of the little actors.

Although they were young, they were good at imitating. They had almost absorbed the essence of the original version, giving an almost nine out of ten. One by one, the babyfaces made tragic, or spicy, or rogue expressions, which could really seduce the audience. Xiao Jiashu couldn’t bear it. He felt that if he watched all the plots, he would be tempted to have a baby.

When he was watching the second episode, a group of big men came in and scolded him, “Wei Jiang, I told you to leave at three o’clock, why are you still here? When will the remaining rent be paid? If you don’t pay it, we will take all the junk stuff and smash it! ”

The little actors shuddered in fear, and several adult women hurriedly rushed to stop them. The two sides pulled together, smashing several prop boxes, and spilt clothes, shoes, and antique jewellery. Wei’s father ran away to protect his female employees while evacuating the little actors, and the scene became more and more chaotic.

Xiao Jiashu quickly took Wei Borong and Wei Boyi to a safe place, and whispered, “What’s going on? What are they doing?”

“This studio was rented by my dad, and those people let him pay it back when it’s due. My dad didn’t pay back, he just wanted to finish the filming of the palace feast.” Wei Borong’s face was white with fright. He went frequently to the studio for fear that his father would be beaten. Wei Boyi grabbed his brother’s clothes tightly and his eyes turned red.

“Renew the contract when it expires.” Xiao Jiashu patted the distressed brothers.

“How does one renew a contract without money? We rented cameras and props, and we couldn’t afford part of the rent for the studio. Dad also borrowed a lot of money from others. If we don’t pay back the money, we won’t be able to shoot this movie. A few days ago, my father was about to contact the buyer to buy our house, and we will have nowhere to live.” Wei Borong, a young boy, finally lowered his head and wiped his tears.

Can’t make such a good show? What a pity! After three seconds of thinking, Xiao Jiashu clapped and said, “You two stay here and don’t move, I’ll go in and talk to them. I’m investing, we must finish the filming.”

His personal assistant hurried to keep up, not forgetting to call Xue Miao to explain the situation.

Xue Miao didn’t take it seriously, “You said that Xiao Shu wants to invest in a children’s version of “A Dream of a Hundred Years”? OK, let him invest. If there’s not enough money, it’s still okay to invest some money after filming. What? Afraid of him losing money? Don’t be afraid, my foresight says it’s just fine, only a matter of time. If you didn’t call, I would have almost forgotten. The set is messy, and have to find two bodyguards for him. I will be there within ten minutes. Don’t let anyone hurt Xiao Shu.” The words were hurriedly said as the phone was hung up.