After glancing at Zhang Fan, Wang Dalu didn't dare to say anything.
No matter how rubbish Zhang Fan's writing is, he cannot refute it at this time.
Otherwise, if this guy gets angry and runs away, "Civet Flowers" will really be gone.
Alas alas!
Trouble, why did Zhang Fan think of his own company and read the script of "Civet Flowers"?
Forget it, what did he think?
Why did you suddenly think of writing a script?
Got kicked in the head by a donkey?
Or do you think we are too busy and are you looking for something for us to do?
Wang Dalu walked out with his computer in his arms with a heavy heart.
Mom, what should I do?
How should I handle this script written by Zhang Fan?
Just throw it away? No, no matter how rubbish Zhang Fan writes, he can't do that.
You know, the reason why the script was changed was because of Zhang Fan and Fengzi and those people.
With Zhang Fan and the others running away, is there still any point in filming "Ci Hua"?
But, what kind of script can Zhang Fan, a layman, write?
Take a photo of this one written by Zhang Fan?
But don’t, this **** will be laughed to death by people in the industry.
Suddenly, Wang Dalu’s head was as big as a bucket!
This damn thing is totally difficult to handle.
"Old Wang, what's your expression?" Shi San and Cui Dongyi were shocked when they looked at the dejected Wang Dalu.
Could it be that something bad happened again?
"Alas!" Wang Dalu sighed, feeling even more depressed. Without saying a word, he went directly to the printer.
"Print dozens of copies of this document." After giving instructions to his subordinates, Wang Dalu sat on a chair and smoked continuously.
Sad, sad!
Mom, don’t you just want to make your dream come true? Why are there so many bad things?
If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have asked anyone to write this script in the first place!
Soon, a man came over holding a box.
"Boss, the printing is ready."
Wang Dalu raised his head, glanced at the group of people who were discussing the plot, and said bravely: "Give each person one share!"
"Ahem, okay, okay, everyone, be quiet, I have something to say." Wang Dalu said.
The difficult problem Zhang Fan gave, no matter how he tried to escape, he would always have to face it.
After all, Zhang Fan is now the core of "Ci Hua".
Everything must still develop around Zhang Fan.
Even if this script is a junk fighter, someone has to change it into a reasonable one.
"Boss, what is this?"
Looking at the thick stack of A4 paper in their hands, a group of screenwriters asked curiously.
"Ahem!" Wang Dalu cleared his throat, secretly glanced at Zhang Fan in the office, and then whispered: "This is a script written by Zhang Fan. Let's take a look..."
"Pfft!" Cui Dongyi and Shi San, who were drinking water, spurted out a mouthful of water.
The two of them stared at Wang Dalu in disbelief with their eyes wide open, with confused expressions on their faces.
Wancao, are you fucking kidding me?
The script was written by Zhang Fan?
Brother, don't cause trouble. What can Zhang Fan, an amateur, write?
At the same time, a group of screenwriters immediately exploded after hearing this.
"Boss, what do you mean?"
"Mr. Wang, if you don't like us, just say so."
"That little kid hasn't even grown hair yet. What can he write?"
"This is insulting to us!"
A group of screenwriters roared, their eyes turned red.
Zhang Fan writes scripts?
Let them see it?
What does it mean?
We are so busy working on relationships. Is all our hard work over the past few years rubbish?
Then just find some rubbish and write random rubbish to replace us?
So what do you want us to do?
"Cough cough cough, be quiet, be quiet, everyone be quiet." Wang Dalu also looked embarrassed in capital letters.
"Quiet, Wang Dalu, I will put my words here today. As long as you dare to use this kind of rubbish script, I will resign immediately."
"Ditto!"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The screenwriter on Wang Dalu's side was so angry that he almost threw an ashtray at Wang Dalu's head.
"Old Wang, think twice." Shi San and Cui Dongyi also advised him immediately.
They are all the three top directors in China. If they really use Zhang Fan's script, their reputation will be ruined.
For a good film and television drama, the script is the core.
Without a good story, no matter how great your actors or special effects are, what's the use?
The audience didn't buy it.
"Made, what can I do? Come on, tell me." Wang Dalu threw the script in his hand directly at Shi San's face.
What Zhang Fan wrote, can I not read it?
You don’t know who he is?
Don’t you know their importance to “Civet Flowers”?
If Zhang Fan and the others were replaced, no matter how good his shooting was, what would be the use?
Let’s talk about the live broadcast!
Zhang Fan and the rest of the audience have also met!
The most important thing is that this is still the task above.
Do you want to stop taking pictures if you don’t want to?
I've blocked you, do you believe it?
The script was just a little bit off, and Zhang Fan didn't say that the film must be shot according to what he wrote.
OK, we can change it?
"Ahem, cough, cough, Lao Wang, calm down the fire, calm down the fire." Cui Dongyi also immediately smoothed things over.
"How about we take a look first? What if there is a surprise?" Cui Dongyi sneered.
Damn, Zhang Fan is still next door.
"What is there to watch? What else is there to watch? Just Zhang Fan, what kind of script can he write?"
"Haha, you are looking down on us."
A group of screenwriters were furious!
At this moment, a low voice suddenly sounded.
"Although I haven't read many of your "Civet Flowers" scripts, this script is really good. It's not worse than ours, and it has a unique style." A screenwriter on Shi San's side pushed himself
said the glasses.
After hearing this, a group of screenwriters who were furious suddenly became quiet.
"Luo Dazhuang, are you kidding me? It was written by that boy, can you read it?" one person asked doubtfully.
Luo Dazhuang's level is not low.
Let's just say that all the screenwriters in this room are of extremely high standards.
It can be said that I have reached the top of the profession of screenwriter.
What Zhang Fan wrote is no worse than theirs?
Are you kidding me?
That guy came to read the original manuscript for several hours, and then wrote the script himself in less than an hour?
Can you please stop being so exaggerated when you brag?
"See for yourself, it's not like I don't have eyes." Luo Dazhuang didn't even raise his head, but turned over the script with interest.
At this moment, all the screenwriters opened the script.
Seeing this, he fell silent immediately.
Seeing this scene, Wang Dalu, Cui Dongyi, and Shi San's eyes all popped out.
Wucao, don't tease me.
This is a script written by Zhang Fan.
Please remember your identity, you are a screenwriter, not an actor.
The next moment, Wang Dalu and others also opened the script.