I really want to hit the street

The next day, Jiang Yuhan had to film a movie, so Pu Jie could only play by himself.

Once the crew starts working, it will basically not stop. There are a lot of expenses for personnel, equipment, accommodation, etc. If you stop for a day, you will waste a day's money.

The crew of "Urban Son-in-Law Dragon King" is not rich to begin with, so naturally they have to hurry up and make progress.

It will be the same even if Pu Bian comes.

Even the crew, under the leadership of Director Wei, became more active!

The actors were put through a lot of trouble today.

Pu Jie also saw the acting scene of the male protagonist Guan Yunpeng, and he was really shocked.

"Dragon King!"

This guy looks exactly like the man in the video promotion advertisement I saw on Douyin in my previous life!

The remaining 10% may be due to makeup issues.

"Fuck? Your guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes has also traveled through time?"

While the crew was taking a break, Pu Jie walked over, found Guan Yunpeng, and mysteriously pulled him to a secluded corner.

It made Guan Yunpeng feel like a deer.

The chief screenwriter came to visit the team. He approached him immediately and secretly

Suddenly, his face turned red.

Pu Jie asked in a low voice: "The king of heaven overshadows the tigers of earth!"

Guan Yunpeng: "."

"Odd changes to even and stays the same!"

"."

"A new storm has emerged~"

"."

The corners of Guan Yunpeng's mouth twitched. Why did this editor start singing?

But none of the above words can be understood.

"Pu Bian, if you have any questions, just tell me. I'm more accepting."

Pu Jie was stunned for a moment.

"Can't understand?"

"Can't understand"

"It's okay then. You can go and film."

Pu Jie shook his head and left. His inability to answer the first two sentences might be because he was hiding it, but if he could resist singing along with the last sentence, he was definitely not from Earth!

It seems they just look alike.

After all, it’s not surprising that similar things and people appear in parallel worlds.

Maybe this face shape and mouth muscles are more suitable for making a crooked mouth?

Does this count as food from God?

By the way, he said he has a relatively high level of acceptance. What does that mean?

"Speaking strangely"

Pu Jie left, leaving Guan Yunpeng confused.

After this small episode, the filming continued, and Pu Jie happened to come to see how the crew worked. After all, it was adapted from his novel, and he was still the signed chief screenwriter. It didn't matter that he didn't know anything about his own drama.

After watching it for a day, Pu Jie felt tired!

The crew were all too tired and were working at full capacity. Even the two screenwriters were negotiating with the director on the scene to say each line. It is very common to change the lines on the spot. Sometimes the writing is right. But there's something wrong with saying it.

Slightly changing the order of the preceding and following sentences changes the meaning.

Wei Fan's demands were high, and two professional editors, Wang Jin and Zhang Wei, followed him around.

Pu Jie not only sighed: "It's okay. I didn't start working with the crew. It's so cool to be a lazy guy!"

Pu Jie also found a person who was also visiting the class. He was about the same age as Wei Fan. He had a Chinese character face and wore black-framed myopia glasses. He was looking at him from the side with soft eyes and said nothing.

Pu Jie didn't even know whose class he was visiting.

Anyway, it’s not my own Yuhan’s.

In the evening, after the crew finished filming, the actors all went to eat lunch.

Wei Fan took Zhang Yi, Pu Jie and the visiting man with a Chinese character to eat at the Sichuan restaurant next door.

"Boss, give me a portion of your specialty dishes!"

"Okay, Director Wei!"

After a few people sat down, Wei Fan pointed at the man with a Chinese character and said, "Get to know my classmate Bi Gan. The champion of our graduation project this year is also your senior."

"This is the talented junior Pu Jie that I have been talking about to you. A hero comes from a young age, and his talents are revealed!"

Pu Jie waved his hand: "Exposed. Exposed."

Assistant director Zhang Yi was admiring from the side: "Hey~ It's a talent meeting a talent. Director Bi and Editor Pu are both famous for their talents. You two must have something in common!"

The two shook hands.

Bi Gan smiled, his eyes were not aggressive at all, and he looked like a very gentle person.

"How old are you? You can call me Big Brother. I have read the script written by Pu this time. The writing is sophisticated, the thinking is clear, and the style of a general is rare among people of the same age."

Pujie scratched his head.

"It was actually Teacher Wang Xiang who helped me correct it."

"that's humble."

"Brother Big, why do you think this title is weird? Forget it, I'll just call you Director Bi."

"You can also call me by my English name, Gan bi."

"Oh, fuck"

Pu Jie:（*゜ー゜*）

Something is even more wrong!

Wei Fan saw Pu Jie freeze and hurriedly came to the rescue and said: "Director Bi's graduation work won an award abroad, so people from foreign media often call him that. Just get used to it."

"Director Obi is great. Winning awards abroad is the real showcase of his talent!"

Bi Gan smiled and said, "Yeah, since that time, I haven't made any works for five years."

"Well"

Pu Jie suddenly didn't know what to say. This man's chat was so strange.

Zhang Yi said: "Damn it, Director Bi, don't mention that. You have high standards. You are different from us. After so many years of sharpening your sword, the next time you make a move, it will definitely be aimed at Oscar! All you need is a good script!"

"Let's see the opportunity."

Bi Gan's eyes were as calm as ever, neither surprised nor happy, very gentle, completely opposite to Wei Fan's strong control on the set.

Pu Jie even began to doubt whether such a director could control the scene?

A few people ordered Sichuan food, got beer, and sweated profusely after eating.

Wei Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Junior, how is your new book? I have been too busy recently and haven't had time to read it. Have you sold the copyright?"

Pu Jie rolled his eyes at him.

Wei Fan is a nice person, but he likes to curse others when he has nothing to do.

"The results of the new book are not very good, so there is no hope of copyright."

"How about I find a director for you? It's about rural areas, right? I know a few people from local TV stations who like to shoot this kind of thing, but the price may not be too high."

Pujie woke up after drinking.

"No! No! Never! I, Pu, never eat food that comes from outside!"

Pu Jie pretended to be very dignified.

You can’t say that you don’t want to earn royalties, right? Then you will be warned by the system immediately!

"Okay! This is what a scholar should do!"

Next to him, Bigan was very excited and seemed to have hit his G-spot.

Wei Fan shook his head when he saw this. He was a classmate. He was talented, but too rigid. After his graduation project won an award abroad, so many producers asked him to direct their works. Refused.

If he takes it, no matter how the movie turns out, at least he will make a fortune first!

There is no need to be like him and be a bitter person.

Borrow money to film.

"Don't follow your lead, Big Brother. Just do the activities. If you have good works, it's useless if you don't know how to promote them!"

Pu Jie nodded in agreement.

Promotion is so important!

Now that he saw the recommendation of "The Rural Scoundrel Doctor" on Qidian and the growing number of readers, he felt a burst of heartache.

The new subscriptions are almost emptying his body.

He feels that the 2.4 million royalties saved in his system are gradually decreasing.

"Stop talking, Director Bi, let's touch one of them, they're all in the wine!"

Pu Jie and Bi Gan clinked glasses, and both of them lamented the impermanence of the world.

One is a talent that is not appreciated, and the other is hiding shit and taking it indiscriminately.

Wei Fan shook his head. Pu Bian was much better than Bigan. At least he met his boss - himself.

I have also received help from Chollima, and I am about to make a series that I am satisfied with.

"By the way, your instructor Wang Xiang likes to let his students engage in script writing. The previous semesters have produced excellent works. Is there any good script that stands out this semester? Can I recommend it to you, Brother Big?"

"Good script? There seems to be one."