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Chapter 280 Lin Chen's Teaching

"Reality and drama are different..."

Miao Feng was watching the performance on stage attentively, when a strange voice sounded beside him.

He turned his head and saw Lin Chen sitting next to him with a smile.

Miao Feng glanced at him, then turned back and looked at the stage again.

He was pretty sure that he had never seen the man in front of him before.

Miao Feng was watching the rehearsal on the stage, but Lin Chen's eyes kept falling on him.

He continued: "Don't you think? Real love only appears in dramas. Reality is much crueler than dramas."

Miao Feng finally understood that Lin Chen was indeed talking to him.

"Sir, do we know each other?"

"I don't know." Lin Chen shook his head, "But I saw the scene outside just now."

When Miao Feng heard this, his face immediately turned red and he said nothing.

Lin Chen smiled, stopped joking, and took out his business card.

The business card was given to him by Xu Ling, and he could use it on weekdays when representing Chenling Entertainment.

"No kidding, sir, I am Lin Chen from Chenling Entertainment. Our company is planning to recruit a screenwriter. Are you interested?"

After hearing this, Miao Feng's eyes suddenly lit up and he took Lin Chen's business card.

I saw it read: Chenling Entertainment Director, Lin Chen.

Morning Bell Entertainment? Miao Feng had never heard of this company, but he was still somewhat interested in what Lin Chen just said.

Especially how did Lin Chen know that he knew screenwriting?

"Mr. Lin, how did you find me? Did someone else recommend me to you?"

This is the only possibility that Miao Feng can think of.

"Is it our Teacher Wang?"

"Yeah yeah."

Lin Chen smiled and nodded. He couldn't say that he found him with his superpowers, right?

After hearing this, Miao Feng suddenly felt a little happy.

He is from the Drama Literature Department of Donghai Drama Academy, and has been specializing in screenwriting.

Miao Feng very much hopes that he can become an ace screenwriter comparable to Hai Yan and Qiong Yao in the future. This is his lifelong ideal.

Especially when he failed to express his love just now, he wanted more and more opportunities to show off his talents.

Miao Feng felt that if he had become famous just now and had his own masterpiece, then maybe the result of his confession would have been very different.

And now, this opportunity has come! Although it is a little late, it is better than never!

He then asked urgently: "What type of screenwriter are you looking for? Movie? TV series? Or stage play?"

"None of them." Lin Chen shook his head and said, "What we are looking for is a screenwriter for a variety show."

"Variety show?" Upon hearing this, Miao Feng's eyes, which were full of interest just now, immediately dimmed and he returned the business card to Lin Chen.

"I'm sorry, I don't know much about variety shows and I'm not interested."

When Lin Chen saw this, he explained: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Our variety show is a brand-new program that involves a lot of plots and character settings! Basically, each episode can be regarded as a mini

The drama is a great test of a screenwriter’s skill.”

However, Miao Feng still shook his head: "I'm sorry, my ambition is to become a movie screenwriter, or at least a TV drama screenwriter. I am not interested in being a variety show screenwriter. Please come back, you see, the people below have noticed us.

.”

Lin Chen turned around and saw everyone on the stage looking towards them.

One of them, a beauty with deep features, tall figure, and an exotic look, even put her hands together in a trumpet shape and shouted to Lin Chen and the others: "Two classmates, please speak in a lower voice!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Miao Feng stood up immediately and bowed to them to apologize.

Then, he blushed and whispered to Lin Chen: "Mr. Lin, please go. Thank you very much for coming to see me. But I'm really not interested in variety shows or anything like that."

"I understand, please sit down first."

Lin Chen pulled Miao Feng back to his seat. Seeing that their voices had become softer, the people on the stage also began to continue rehearsing.

After a moment of silence, Lin Chen thought about it and said, "This classmate, I won't tell you whether you would like to join us, but you can first listen to the treatment we can give you."

"After becoming a screenwriter in our company, you can get a basic salary of 50,000 yuan per month. Considering that you are still in school, you do not need to report to the company all the time. You can write screenwriters in school, and only when you need to discuss the script

Be present. In addition, for the script you provide, if it is a variety show, the company can pay you 200,000 for each episode. If the ratings of the current episode are higher than the specified number, there will also be a bonus of no less than 200,000!"

"How is it? Our treatment is pretty good, right?"

More than just good?

After listening to Lin Chen's introduction, Miao Feng's mouth opened in surprise.

You know, compared with foreign countries, the remuneration for screenwriters in China has never been very high.

Taking TV dramas as an example, the top screenwriters only receive about 100,000 yuan per episode, and this is a very rare figure that only the ace among aces can get.

Therefore, the program that Lin Chen just mentioned was 200,000. If this number is true, I don’t know how many gold medal screenwriters would rush to write it.

If Miao Feng was not tempted by such a high reward, it would be absolutely false.

only……

Miao Feng frowned, feeling tormented inside.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I have my own ideals. My ideal is to become a screenwriter of movies or TV series. No amount of money can shake my belief."

Lin Chen was immediately happy after hearing this. This was the first time he met a young man like Miao Feng who refused money for his ideals and beliefs.

However, in Lin Chen's view, this kind of person is, at best, adhering to his ideals; at worst, he is too naive.

Didn’t you see, even artists like Leonardo da Vinci, who are called geniuses by later generations, would take jobs painting portraits of wealthy people from time to time to earn a little money so that they could live a comfortable and comfortable life?

Ideals and beliefs require money to support them!

Most geniuses who fail to recognize this point are similar to the great painter Van Gogh. They didn't even have enough to eat for their ideals, and died early and young.

Lin Chen then said: "Sir, money may not be able to shake your belief, but you have never thought that if you had money just now, would the school beauty named Xiaochen still reject you? You still don't need to be

Is that rich second generation humiliated with a thousand dollars?"

“Money may not be everything, but having no money is absolutely impossible!”

"As long as you have money, you can pursue any girl you like, including the girl named Xiaochen just now."

Lin Chen's view of love, which reeks of copper, is what Miao Feng despises the most.

He suddenly raised his head and said: "I'm sorry, I cannot agree with your concept of money and love. I know that I was wrong about Xiaochen. But sometimes, just having money is useless. Look at this.

That girl is the one who spoke to us just now, she is the school beauty of our drama school!"

"If you can find a way to make her your girlfriend, I will believe what you say!"


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