Rebirth Entertainment Storm

"oh"

Zhao Ze, who was immersed in the story, was a little lost for a moment. The reason why he was lost was not because he felt that the story created by Bao Jing was not good, but because this was completely the other world, the original version of "33 Days of Love", and the story had nothing to do with it.

Shortcomings, what Zhao Ze has to consider now is the issue of the male and female protagonists of the movie.

"Director Zhao, is this script bad?"

Bao Jing was a little uneasy. Seeing that Zhao Ze had no reaction, she also asked weakly. After all, this was Bao Jing's first time to write a script independently, and in order to express something different from other romance films, she even joined in.

Some of my own understandings of broken love and love, even when Bao Jing wrote, he also put himself into it.

A script full of confidence. However, after all, Bao Jing had written a script before and received great criticism. Therefore, at this time, even if she was full of confidence in herself, she was still a screenwriter who was full of doubts. When she saw Zhao Ze

When I look like that, I feel a little unsure.

"Haha, this script is very good, almost perfect. Haha, Bao Jing, you can take this script to Linghu Qiankun. You can discuss the specific matters. In short, after the movie comes out, believe me

, the criticism you received before will all disappear. Remember my words, the more slander and criticism you endure now, the greater your qualifications for praise will be in the future."

Looking at Bao Jing's look, Zhao Ze seemed to be reminded of himself in another world. As a third-rate screenwriter, every time he held the script, he was like a prisoner, waiting for the trial to decide whether to die or be released in court. There was a hint of clarity.

Zhao Ze showed a smile on his face and said.

"ah??"

Bao Jing cried out.

"Haha. Stop it, go find Linghu Qiankun quickly. Well, for this movie, I am counting on you to make me look good. Bao Jing, don't you want to write a script worth over 100 million yuan? This is it.

Your chance, let those who ridicule you take a good look."

Zhao Ze saw Bao Jing's cute look, laughed and said loudly.

"Thank you, Director Zhao. Thank you, Director Zhao. If this play can be successful, I will treat you to spicy hotpot."

Bao Jing said gratefully to Zhao Ze.

"Khan, I don't have the skills of those thirteen times!"

Zhao Ze blurted out.

"Thirteen times? What thirteen times?"

"Uh, it's okay, um. Hurry up and find Linghu Qiankun!"

Zhao Ze's face turned red, he coughed slightly and said.

"Director Zhao, tell me, what do you mean by thirteen times?"

Bao Jing asked insistently.

"I mean, I don't have time to treat you thirteen times. It's our custom there. If someone treats you to spicy hotpot, then you must treat him or her thirteen times."

Zhao Ze said with a righteous expression.

"Oh, that's it, Director Zhao, it's okay, you can do it three or four times and it will be fine."

Bao Jing suddenly understood and said softly, "Oh", and then looked at Zhao Ze and said seriously.

"puff!"

Zhao Ze squirted out the water. Looking at Bao Jing's serious look in front of him, and when he talked about eating spicy hotpot, Bao Jing lightly licked the tip of his mouth, which made Zhao Ze feel extremely evil.

He waved his hands quickly: "Okay. Okay, let's go!"

"Goodbye, Director Zhao!"

Bao Jing thought about his script and finally got Zhao Ze's approval. He felt quite happy. After saying these words, he left quickly.

"It seems that you should be careful in the future!"

Zhao Ze secretly wiped a handful of cold sweat and said quickly.

Pinxuan Entertainment writing team!

"By the way, there is a very popular joke on the Internet. Have you seen it?"

Yao Huang rubbed his shoulders, showed a wicked smile, and said.

"Damn, Yao Huang, just talk about it when something happens. You always interest everyone like this. If you do this again, I'll deduct your salary!"

Yu Zheng said with a smile that screenwriters, especially young screenwriters like them, are actually otakus and otakus. To put it bluntly, they are just like hanging silk. Normally, they have no interpersonal relationships and no communication. Therefore, occasionally

After work, Yu Zheng also tolerates everyone and occasionally makes some harmless jokes.

"Yao Huang, what's the joke? Tell me quickly. I've been busy with the script recently, and I really didn't pay attention."

Another person, Chen Chen, who had a good relationship with Yao Huang, also asked quickly at this time.

"Haha, haven't you seen the Malatang joke?"

Yao Huang saw that no one had noticed yet, so he laughed and said proudly.

"What joke?"

"What Malatang?"

"Yao Huang, if you don't tell me, believe it or not, I will blow your ass right away?"

"Say it quickly!"

These boring screenwriters asked quickly.

"Haha, on the Internet, it was revealed that a girl met a netizen, and then she paid for a plane ticket at her own expense to fly to meet the male netizen. As a result, the male netizen treated her to a 6-yuan Malatang, and then...

At night, I did it 13 times, and then Malatang became popular instantly!!!"

Yao Huang showed a lewd smile and explained quickly.

"I, X, eat Malatang for 6 yuan, and then 13 times a night, this is really strong!"

"This is not just strong, it is simply too strong. This girl is also quite pitiful. No wonder, when I got in the car today, I heard many people complaining about Malatang!"

"I'll go, Yao Huang, you can ask beautiful Bao Jing about this later and see what her reaction is?"

"Screw you, I told you, this might be a joke, but now, this joke and Malatang are completely popular. If you want to treat a girl to eat Malatang, then you must have strong capital!"

Yao Huang saw everyone making fun of him, and said angrily.

"Haha, Yao Huang is angry. It seems to me that Yao Huang's capital is not strong. Otherwise, why wouldn't he dare to invite the beautiful Bao Jing to eat spicy hotpot?'

’ I think that’s not the case. It should be that Yao Huang wanted the beautiful Bao Jing to treat him to spicy hotpot, and he reciprocated thirteen times?”

"This argument is completely established, but I just don't know if Yao Huang, with his small physique, can withstand it?"

"You guys are overthinking it. Yao Huang is only as thin as an ear of wheat. I think three times is enough for this night!"

"Three times? You guys think too highly of Yao Huang. In my opinion, this guy can only do it once and a half!"

.....

Often, otakus get together. Although they don’t understand anything, they are quite interested in such topics. Let alone otakus, as long as they are men, they are very willing to join in the fun.

"Okay, okay, let's stop discussing this topic. Bao Jing will come back in a while and let her hear it. It's time to talk to you again. Let's discuss other details of this "Kung Fu".

Mr. Zhao still feels unsatisfied."

Yu Zheng saw these perverts showing their true nature, so he quickly stopped the topic, coughed lightly and said.

"Brother Yu, at present, I feel that if we want to make further changes, we can add some more traditional kung fu styles. In this way, although it is just adding drama, the audience does not feel that we are dragging the drama."

Yao Huang frowned and thought.

"I agree with Yao Huang. In addition, regarding Fang'er, we can also add a few more branches, and as for the Fire Cloud Evil God, we can also polish it up a bit."

"Actually, the image of the charter woman can be more hateful, so that a strong contrast can be formed later!"

I have to say that these young screenwriters may have shortcomings of one kind or another, but their imagination and their eagerness to learn are unmatched. Therefore, as soon as Yu Zheng finished speaking, everyone began to discuss how to create.

Bao Jing was already feeling shy outside the door. It turned out that these thirteen times had the same meaning. This was so unexpected. It was a pity that he invited Zhao Ze to eat spicy hotpot. He had misunderstood, misunderstood!

"However, Zhao Ze is too bad!"

Bao Jing gritted his teeth and shouted outside the door. Thinking about it now, Zhao Ze said that he couldn't bear it thirteen times, and he said it three times. Bao Jing felt that he had no face anymore. Damn it, he was too stupid.

call!

Taking a deep breath, Bao Jing pushed the door open as if he didn't know anything. Looking at Bao Jing coming in, Yao Huang glanced at Bao Jing's ears, which were a little red, and secretly screamed, "Maybe, she has heard it."

Not successful?

"Xiao Bao, how are you? What did Mr. Zhao say?"

Yu Zheng didn't think too much, but asked with some concern.

"It has been approved. Let me discuss it with Linghu Qiankun. Next, prepare to shoot this movie first."

Bao Jing opened his mouth and said.

"Haha, okay, based on my many years of experience, this movie won't be a big hit at the box office, but it won't be bad at all. When the time comes, those guys who want to blackmail you will definitely be very excited."

Yu Zheng clenched his fist heavily and said loudly.

Bao Jing lowered his head and said nothing. She was thinking about Malatang now. Thirteenth time. If Zhao Ze was really invited to eat Malatang, would she want to give it thirteenth time? However, her small figure should not

Thirteen times!

Bah! Bah! Bah!

What am I thinking? It’s too shameful, let’s just create honestly. Thinking of this, Bao Jing rushed out of the door and ran away! Leaving behind a dull Yu Zheng!

"I didn't say anything wrong!"

Yu Zheng said blankly.

"Brother Yu, could it be that Bao Jing just heard it outside the door?"

Someone asked aloud.

"It should be, ah, Yao Huang, your image is gone now, but you have to be thick-skinned when chasing a girl. How about you try treating her to spicy hotpot?"

Yu Zheng sighed, turned to Yao Huang and said helplessly, but in Yao Huang's opinion, he didn't deserve a beating.

"Haha, I bet 50 cents that Yao Huang will be beaten!"

"With me, Yao Huang won't be crippled!"

"Haha, I have two dollars and two, what if Bao Jing goes blind? What if he agrees?"

.....

Zhao Ze didn't know about the commotion in the writing department. At this time, Zhao Ze's face became a little ugly when he heard the noise of the security guards outside and the report.