Chapter 2065 The smelly and shameless author cameo
Poheheji believes that it is not necessary to set up a screenwriter team, but we can find a senior screenwriter to help guide Qixi.
The general manager immediately contacted a senior screenwriter. He told everyone that this screenwriter had a strong background and had more than ten years of experience in cloud screenwriting.
Po Hell wondered, "Screenwriter Yun? What is Screenwriter Yun?"
The general manager smiled and said: "Write scripts with your brain. I heard that she writes more than a dozen scripts with her brain every year."
"Write a script with your brain? How?" Even Qixi felt confused.
"Just...go through the script in your head, and it's considered finished."
Everyone was stunned. So, are funds so tight? We can only find such inexperienced novices?
Po Hell disagreed, "No, I have to find someone with experience. My purpose is to take care of my grandson. Screenwriter Yun, to put it bluntly, he doesn't even have a masterpiece, how can he be qualified to take care of my grandson?"
However, Qixi agreed, because he wanted to have absolute control over the script. Senior screenwriters all have tempers and their own styles, and it is easy to create sparks...well, sparks that can fight.
It's not bad to find someone who doesn't know anything to be an assistant. After all, he still has to go to school.
"What's the name of this screenwriter?" Qixi asked.
"Wang June." The general manager's eyes flashed, looking a little unsure.
The chairman cannot be allowed to know that Wang Liuliu is his distant relative. Alas, it is also difficult to deal with. He is a typical Phoenix man. Wang Liuliu's mother once lent him 300 yuan for travel expenses to go to college. Therefore, Wang Liuliu
June's mother, Aunt Ying, always told everyone in the village that if it hadn't been for her three hundred yuan, he wouldn't have been able to go to college and wouldn't have achieved what he has today.
Wang June is a fat girl. Ever since he vowed to write a masterpiece that will be handed down for generations more than ten years ago, he has not gone to work and has been eating his old age, which has left his family and relatives unable to live. He has been hiding for so many years, but he still can't escape.
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"Wang Liuyue?" Pohehe and Qixi looked at each other. Why is this name so familiar?
Qixi thought about it carefully. She seemed to have heard somewhere that there was a man who chased Master Heiying. His family was a pork seller. What a coincidence. He had the same name.
Qixi joked: "Isn't Wang Liuyue's family selling pork?"
The general manager's eyes widened, "How do you know? Their family has been selling pork for generations, and their ancestors were famous butchers."
Of course, Qixi would not think that Wang Liuyue was the descendant of Wang Liuyue, but because of this name, she was still willing to give her a job.
After getting everyone's consent, the general manager immediately made a call, "That's it, our company is going to produce a play and we want you to be a screenwriter's assistant. Come to our company tomorrow... three hours? Can you come in three hours?"
You have more than 100 kilometers, so be careful when riding a motorcycle. Remember, motorcycles cannot go on the highway..."
The general manager listened blankly to the beeping sound coming from the other side of the phone. He couldn't believe that she just hung up the phone. Is it necessary to be in such a hurry? You can come tomorrow.
Shameful, shameful.
Three hours later, Broken Hell Film and Television Company welcomed its first serious screenwriter.
She has short hair that has been pressed down by the helmet and sticks to her head. The bangs on her forehead are almost integrated with her forehead, which makes her head look pointed and her face is big. The hair around her ears is raised. The dark circles under her eyes are particularly serious, almost forming an inverted triangle.
In the area, a pair of sunglasses that cost no more than ten yuan hung on the bridge of the flat nose. The frames were slightly bent, as if they had been picked up and straightened after being stepped on.
I put a little lipstick on my dry lips, but I don't know whether it was because I was in a hurry or because I was not good at makeup. The lipstick was severely smeared, and the sides of my lower lip seemed to be stained with blood. When I smiled, my teeth were also stained with a little red.
A brown plaid top and a pair of loose flared jeans were washed white. Judging from the texture and style, they seemed to have been handed down from ancestors. It would not have become so old and tattered without being washed for twenty years.
There is a red rope on her wrist. Well... I visually judge that this red rope is the kind that costs about 9 yuan with free shipping. There are two cheap red beads hanging from the joint, which means bright red and big purple.
On her feet were a pair of dirty Crocs, with wide round toes exposed from the bell-bottom cuffs.
When Po Hell saw her, his mood was extremely complicated, because her temperament was so similar to that of Zhaixinglou. That kind of poor temperament was so overwhelming that it almost hurt his eyes.
When she opened her mouth, she also had the arrogant and hypocritical temperament of Zhaixinglou, "I just came back from experiencing life in the countryside. A writer needs to get close to the working people, get close to real life, and feel the joys and sorrows of the people. Only then can he write good works."
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When Pohehe heard this, he couldn't stand it and asked Qixi to polish the script with her. He didn't want to face someone with such a temperament again.
The general manager also turned around and left. Alas, it really didn't work, so I just gave her a few hundred yuan and sent it back.
However, Qixi stepped forward to greet her, but before she said anything, she saw her eyes sparkling and she said excitedly: "Let's sit down and talk about the script. Do you have any ideas? If not, I have a story here.
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As she spoke, she took out a stack of manuscripts from her yellowed backpack and handed them over. When Qixi didn't pick them up, she just stuffed them into Qixi's arms, "Look, it's a good story."
Qixi glanced down and wanted to stuff it back to her, but when he saw the familiar names of the main characters written on the cover, he was suddenly stunned.
Yuwen Xiao, Su Luoman, black shadow, lightning, ghost shadow... This chapter has been completed!