"You said you wanted the fearlessness of youth~yo!"
"You have the courage to be independent~ha"
"You said the world is not simply black and white~"
The title song that Yuan Fenghui chose for Li Mengjiao has simple lyrics, a catchy melody in the chorus, and a very brisk rhythm. Every note bursts with vitality. It has not been mixed in the post-production process, and it has already hit the mark of the old aunt Wen Ying.
Her eardrums made her feel the drumbeat of youth hitting her face... Wen Ying had never heard this song in her previous life, and it should be the product of butterfly wings flapping.
It is also possible that it existed in a previous life, but the singer was not Li Mengjiao, the song failed to become popular, and Wen Ying had never heard of it.
It doesn’t matter, if Li Mengjiao sings a song that is not popular by others, it will probably become popular. This kind of song with a brisk rhythm can easily become a hit of the year. If Li Mengjiao really wants to film a TV series next year, she should tie this song to the TV series -
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Wen Ying has only listened to it a few times and can already hum along with the melody.
If you are diligent in learning and singing, coupled with Li Mengjiao's popularity and effective publicity due to the competition, the possibility of not becoming popular is very small!
Such a light song does not need a particularly complicated MV plot. Yuan Fenghui is really giving money to Wen Yinghua.
Wen Ying hummed the song and finished writing the plot script in more than two hours. The actual writing time was only more than an hour. For one hour, she searched for information on the Internet and tried to process the plot script in the form of separate shots to facilitate the MV.
Filmed by the director.
Yuan Fenghui did not ask Wen Ying to do this, Wen Ying wanted to do it herself.
She not only wanted to make Yuan Fenghui's 2,000 yuan worth it, but also made Yuan Fenghui feel that it was worth the money. Wen Ying always had this attitude towards work, so she was able to gain a firm foothold in the Magic City in her previous life.
People who are willing to do as much work as they want and refuse to suffer any losses are only suitable for dawdling in the workplace. As long as conditions permit, Wen Ying will do more regardless of the cost.
She does it not for customers, but for herself. While her customers are satisfied, she also improves her abilities. Why not?
After finishing writing and saving the document, Wen Ying was so satisfied that she closed the computer and went to sleep.
She thought about what Li Zhentao said in the car. There was no result yet in the new concept composition competition. By some strange coincidence, she actually wanted to get a part-time job as a "screenwriter"... This was definitely a major event in Wen Ying's writing career.
, more excited than her first solo agency commission in her previous life, Wen Ying got up from the bed and sent a text message to Xie Qian.
"I have good news for you!"
"What a coincidence, so am I."
Xie Qian replied quickly to the text message. Wen Ying looked at the time and suppressed her desire to talk.
"Then let's talk about it at school tomorrow?"
"……good."
Xie Qian was indeed able to keep his composure.
Wen Ying threw the phone into the quilt, buried her face in the quilt and laughed.
When we arrived at school the next day, Wen Ying was radiant, but Li Mengjiao had two dark circles on her face.
"My dad sent you back yesterday. What did he say to you? I guessed all night and sent you a message but you didn't reply!"
It's rare for a heartless fool to have something on his mind.
When Li Mengjiao sent a text message to Wen Ying, Wen Ying was writing the plot script for the MV. She didn't bother to reply for a while, and then she forgot about it after she was busy.
Wen Ying has completed the first draft and will revise it tonight before sending it to Yuan Fenghui’s assistant.
As for Li Zhentao's plan to recruit people to set up a film and television company, he had agreed to keep it secret from Li Mengjiao for the time being. Of course Wen Ying would not tell anyone behind his back:
"Uncle Li is afraid that you will be disturbed by Xu Mei's formation, so he asked me to comfort you."
Li Mengjiao was doubtful, "Then why did he call Uncle Qin and Uncle Wang? They were obviously talking about investment."
"Maybe it's just to connect with each other?"
After hearing what Ying said, Li Mengjiao didn't believe it.
But Li Mengjiao didn't ask any further questions.
Because Li Mengjiao suddenly thought of a possibility: her father approached Qin and Wang about investing, but they were rejected by Qin and Wang, so her father never mentioned it during dinner later.
Li Mengjiao has always been heartless. Many of the troubles she encounters in life can be resolved by herself. Even if she can't resolve them, there are still a bunch of friends who can't deal with them, as well as her parents.
Especially her father, Li Zhentao, is a god-like existence in her heart. There is nothing that Li Zhentao cannot solve.
Every year during the Chinese New Year, there is an endless stream of people coming to Li's house to pay New Year greetings, and those people all want something from her father.
Li Mengjiao has never seen her father begging for help.
How much investment did Uncle Qin and Uncle Wang ask for before they refused?
Just for her to release an album, her father begged someone... Li Mengjiao didn't blame Qin and Wang for not investing, she just felt sorry for her father. They used to be equal friends, but now they seem to be a head shorter.
Li Mengjiao pretended to be worried, and immediately got angry. Wen Ying wondered which direction this Hanhan was going to guess, and deliberately put Li Hanhan back from his stray thoughts. The bell for morning self-study had already rang.
Xie Qian came a little late today.
There were little drops of water on the tips of his hair. The weather was getting colder and colder, and there was already fog in the morning in Chengdu. The fog stuck to his hair and turned into small drops of water.
Wen Ying was not the first person to notice that Xie Qian would wet his hair. Those caring fans were so distressed that they had already replaced the cold milk stuffed in Xie Qian's desk with warm milk.
Milk and bread, and hot boiled eggs.
Well, sometimes you can also find steaming rice pudding.
Breakfast such as steamed buns and fried dough sticks cannot appear in Xie Qian's desk because such breakfasts can easily stain the books on the desk. This is obviously a situation that fans do not want to see.
How to feed the male god, these fans obviously have a plan.
Xie Qian unexpectedly found a bunch of breakfast items from his desk and distributed them to his neighbors. The students sitting around Xie Qian had become accustomed to it. There were also boys who no longer bought breakfast since they became Xie Qian's back desk.
I have been waiting for Xie Qian's transfer every day.
Xie Qian couldn't tell who had sent the many breakfasts on the desk. In order not to favor one thing over another, he simply didn't eat it and made breakfast at home every day.
After dividing the things, he asked Wenying in a low voice, "What's the good news?"
Yesterday Wen Ying went to the Conservatory of Music to watch Li Mengjiao record an album. Xie Qian guessed that the good news Wen Ying mentioned might be related to Li Mengjiao, but he couldn't guess the specific details.
Chatting during early self-study is too much. Wen Ying passed a small note to Xie Qian:
"Uncle Li asked me to be a screenwriter!"
The exclamation mark at the end of the sentence almost breaks the paper, which shows Wen Ying's excitement.
Wen Ying briefly talked about Li Zhentao's invitation to Qin Xianming and Wang Jun to invest together and establish a film and television company.
Xie Qian immediately laughed.
So that’s it.
He didn't even ask Li Zhentao why he asked Wen Ying to be the screenwriter. He could think of seven or eight reasons for Li Zhentao in an instant, and each reason was very tenable.
First of all, Wen Ying must have that talent.
Secondly, Li Zhentao must trust Wen Ying very much.
Li Zhentao is not a stupid person, and there is no need to please Wen Ying. Xie Qian is happy for Wen Ying to be able to make such a decision.
"congratulations!"
"Did he say when he would start work?"
Xie Qian was happy for Wen Ying, but also worried that Wen Ying would get dizzy.
After the two became deskmates, according to his observation of Wen Ying, although Wen Ying dreamed of becoming a writer, she would not be distracted by writing in class. However, Li Zhentao's invitation was so tempting that Xie Qian was afraid that Wen Ying would tolerate it.
Can't live.
"Uncle Li told me about winter vacation."
Wen Ying's eyebrows were filled with excitement. She was already looking forward to the winter vacation!
Xie Qian thought to himself, in fact, the "Kumho Group" also has a film and television company. Xie Jinghu felt that this company was not very profitable, so he did not value the company and always left it to others to take care of it.
Xie Qian didn't care much about these things before, but now he is a little worried.
When he can use the 2% of the group's shares, can he take over the film and television company to manage it?
It's a pity that we still have to wait two years.
Xie Qian couldn't wait any longer.
"Has Uncle Li ever said how much investment he wants to attract?"
Wen Ying shook her head, "I don't know about that. He didn't go into details, but this company was established to invest in making TV sets. It must cost at least several million."
Several million is already said to be in the Shaoli. According to Li Zhentao's formation, Qin Xianming and Wang Jun were invited at the same time. Wen Ying suspected that it was an investment worth tens of millions.
This is 2004, not 2019. Ten million is not enough to pay the crew for a traffic film. In 2004, ten million was already a lot, and it was not a movie with a lot of special effects. If you don't hire big stars, you can make a movie.
One TV series is enough.
Xie Qian himself also guessed a lot.
If you spend 1 million, how many shares can you hold in the company?
2 million, or even 5 million?
Xie Qian cannot come up with such a sum of money now unless he asks his mother, Zou Weijun.
But Xie Qian immediately gave up the idea.
He doesn't want to be Wen Ying's boss.
Whether Wen Ying can be a screenwriter or a writer is all due to her own strength. Once he wants to protect Wen Ying financially, Wen Ying's efforts will change.
Wen Ying is a very proud person. What Wen Ying wants is not this kind of help!
And Xie Qian is not willing to be just a small shareholder.
In a company, shareholders who hold a minority of shares do not have much say. If they want to start a film and television company, he might as well start it himself. Xie Qian doesn't like to take orders from others.
Wen Ying poked his arm with the tip of her pen and handed him a piece of paper.
"Where's the good news you said?"
Xie Qian took out a planning book from his schoolbag and handed it to her, "Little Firefighter", which Xie Qian mentioned on Saturday, and he had a complete plan so quickly.
"There are two things in total. One is this firefighting activity. My mother wanted to take part in this matter. It was rare that she was interested, so I took it upon myself to agree to her."
Wen Ying flipped through the planning book, which was very detailed. Not only could it help Yang Xi's community solve safety hazards, but the community in that area was actually very old. Xie Qian included the entire area, and how could he rely on this?
Xie Qian has also listed out the steps for this event to promote 'Shrimp King'.
"If Aunt Zou is willing to follow up, of course that would be great! What's the second good news?"
Wen Ying decided to take the planning book home and read it slowly. She couldn't wait to hear the second piece of good news from Xie Qian.
The curve of Xie Qian's mouth changed. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or sarcastic:
"The second thing is, I know why Zhao Dong can't stay abroad any longer!"
