Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back

Zhou Hao is fine.

It was just a breakup, and he just started to feel depressed. It only lasted less than a day, and then Zhou Hao was fine. It was so fine that Zhou Hao felt that he was a scumbag. Others are desperate and miserable when they fall out of love. How could they come to him and play a few games with Jiang Yang before leaving? Could it be that he and Jiang Yang are true love?

broken.

Zhou Hao quickly put this thought out of his mind.

He doesn't dare to be the big boss's love rival.

and--

His orientation is quite normal.

On the day he broke up in love, he asked Su Mei out for a drink.

Su Mei avoided him after he got a girlfriend, but when they made a date that day, Zhou Hao pretended to be drunk and drank several drinks to show that he was not a scumbag. His consciousness was so drunk that his body was limp and paralyzed, but his consciousness was still there. At that time, Su Mei sent him back, He leaned against Su Mei. Really, for just a moment, the fragrance of Su Mei invaded his nose and body. Suddenly, as long as Su Mei was by his side, he no longer felt terrible, even if it meant death. The feeling of being so close but not available made him feel sadder than being broken up in love.

Before Zhou Hao fell unconscious, he felt that he was indeed a scumbag.

then--

Just like Zhou Hao.

He stopped answering calls from his ex-girlfriend and devoted himself to work with peace of mind. While he was busy looking for a director for "Our Group", he was also busy looking for a screenwriter for Jiang Yang.

Then.

He was stumped.

With Li Yu's status in the entertainment industry, it would not be a problem to ask a Taishan Beidou-level screenwriter to come out and watch over Jiang Yang.

The problem is——

Jiang Yang has almost finished writing the script. It is almost finished and only the endings of a few episodes are left to be written.

You are a discerning screenwriter. If a well-known screenwriter from the National People's Congress gives you a continuation of your script, even those with no name or name will feel that they have lost their status. Disrespectful screenwriters, they really want to get involved, but Zhou Hao is worried. The previous scripts were so good, if it collapses in the last few episodes, the whole show will also collapse, which will be too much.

Just when Zhou Hao was scratching his head, Li Liang returned with good news.

He had a screenwriter option.

Bian He.

When he was young, he worked with a great screenwriter and wrote a TV series about the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1894. It included the intrigues of emperors and generals, the generals' troops, and the life of sailors from birth to death before, during, and after the war. The unique angle was presented to the audience, which caused quite a heated discussion in an era when only television could provide entertainment.

The TV series even won an award.

Bian He also used this award to enter the entertainment industry.

In the beginning, he worked with big screenwriters, but most of them were lukewarm. After all, hits didn't come often. Later, he refused to be subordinated to others and was hired to work alone. Investors still asked him to write anti-Japanese dramas. At this time, he I wrote a very good anti-war drama called One Person’s Anti-Japanese War , writes about how a poor boy from the ravine was pulled into adulthood and sent to the battlefield. How he transformed from a deserter who knew neither national hatred nor family hatred, only greed for life and fear of death, and the mantra "Why" on his lips, to a defeated army. , gradually grew into a brave warrior.

Li Liang felt very good.

Write about living people.

However--

Li Liang is not sure whether it is useful or not.

This TV series was not a hit, and not many people applauded it.

later.

Bian He was so forgotten by everyone that after a while, when Li Liang paid attention to his works again, he was surprised that he had been taken away from him.

but--

The living cannon fodder in Jiang Yang's script reminded Li Liang of the little characters in Bian He's works, so he recommended him to Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao watched these TV series of Bian He one after another and found that some of the characteristics in Bian He's scripts were really what was written in Jiang Yang's scripts.

Even those TV dramas that hit the streets have these characteristics.

Obviously Bian He is good at writing this.

I just don’t know if these things are not popular, or if it is because of random changes by the production director or something, so that he won’t write this way later, and then the more he writes, the more awkward he becomes, the more he writes, the less he is, the more he writes, the more ordinary he becomes, and the more he writes, the more he becomes unpopular.

Zhou Hao decided: "It's him!"

He asked Huang Mou to contact Bian He.

Bian He is Lao Bian.

He also has a companion who is also a screenwriter, but has been eliminated by the times and now starts an online ride-hailing business.

Some time ago.

Just when "Our Group" was cast by Kyoto TV, Lao Bian, who was participating in the show, talked about Jiang Yang with an envious expression on the ride-hailing app. He envied Jiang Yang for marrying a good wife and becoming a father as soon as he debuted. No one can change the script after it has been written. Unlike them, there are 100 people in the project team, and 99 people want the screenwriter to change the script.

certainly.

Envy is envy, Lao Bian feels that he is not bad either.

He also married a good wife, cooked good food, and supported his family.

Now.

He was no longer good at writing scripts, so his wife took him to open a fly restaurant outside. He worked as a helper every day, greeting customers and collecting cash. Although he was not rich, he was pretty good.

No.

An online taxi sent a customer here, so I stopped by to see him.

It's not dinner time now, there aren't many customers.

The two of them made a small dish and chatted while drinking, feeling very comfortable.

"Why."

Lao Bian asked the online ride-hailing company, "Are you still writing scripts?"

"without."

He was so tired from driving every day that he didn't have the energy to write. "However, I do have a lot of inspiration."

Lao Bian asked him to talk.

When they meet, they often talk about their thoughts and ideas about the script. Sometimes they get so happy that they forget about the time.

But this time——

I’m embarrassed to talk about online ride-hailing.

I don’t know if I quit this business and lost my restraints. The idea of ​​online car-hailing is a bit wild: "Look at the United States, World War I and World War II, superheroes are flying all over the sky, either technology, biochemistry, or cheating. Heaven and earth are omnipotent. We can’t do it just by tearing up a devil with our hands. If the sky is falling, it’s better to let yourself go and fight the devil as a superhero..."

"Well--"

Lao Bian didn't expect that online ride-hailing could be so unreasonable, "Why don't we bulldoze Tokyo in one day?"

Online taxi-hailing: "If there's too much water, add noodles, if there's too much noodles, add water. It's not like those devils didn't do human experiments. They created some biochemical monsters, evil weapons, and let the evil organization of Kuqi Orochi control something. Is it reasonable?"

Lao Bian: "You will be killed during the review."

Online car hailing:...

He drooped his head, he was a little too high.

Online ride-hailing: "What about you?"

Lao Bian also had some thoughts: "I plan to write about my family's small restaurant."

The online taxi driver didn’t understand: “What can you write about this little restaurant of yours?”

Lao Bian pointed to the door with his chopsticks, "Do you know where this place is? It's the largest community in Asia, with more permanent residents than your hometown..."

every day.

These people from all over the country, of different ages and genders, with different dreams, different longings, and different helplessness, came to the store at different times, chatted about different jobs, complained about different bosses, and clicked Cooking different meals, making phone calls in different dialects, and telling the same lies to comfort different parents.

"Have you seen this menu-"

Lao Bian asked the taxi-hailing app to look at the menu posted on the wall. There were about fifty or sixty dishes, but it still couldn't satisfy the tastes of the customers. Because their restaurant tasted good, they gradually got regular customers, and regular customers now order things that are not on the menu. Meals are ready.

Every stomach has a story.

Although they are all stories of ordinary people, they are worth writing down.

The ride-hailing app knows that Lao Bian is good at writing about small characters, and he also likes to write about this, "I'm afraid no one will vote for it."

Today's modern dramas don't have the life of ordinary people at all.

The management prefers to invest in scripts that focus on the kind where all social hot spots gather together, the protagonist and the people around the protagonist start criticizing wildly, poking at the audience's point, and making them climax and arouse heated discussions.

Old Bian's wife came out to deliver food to them: "One of you drives a car and the other runs a restaurant. You can just write it for fun. What about passing the review and what about investment? Do you really want to film it?"

It's true.

The two laughed and clinked glasses.

Then--

Lao Bian's cell phone rang.

Lao Bian continued to clink glasses with one hand, and took the phone to his ear with the other hand. Just as he said a few words to the other person, Lao Bian spilled the wine.

Lao Bian: "Who?"

Huang Mou: "Jiang Yang, Mr. Li Yu."

then--

Huang Mou once again told Jiang Yang that he had a script and wanted to cooperate with him. If he was interested, he could go to the company for an interview.

Lao Bian felt it was true, but was afraid it was true, so he hurriedly agreed: "Okay, okay."

Huang Mou then made an appointment with him, "I will text you the company address later. You can call me when you arrive. My name is Huang Mou. You must remember it."

When the "beep" sound came from the other end of the phone, Lao Bian didn't even come back to his senses.

Online ride-hailing is curious: “Who is it?”

Lao Bian said what was said on the other end of the phone.

"I'll go!"

As soon as I put the online car-hailing car down, I was told, "Your timing is about to turn around!"

He asked Lao Bian to quickly mark his mobile phone number.

Jiangyang!

This is Jiangyang!

His wife is a big devil!

Those celebrities who asked them to change their scripts in the past were just like Karami in front of her.

She is not short of money and has a wide network of contacts. From a casual recommendation, the director will be better than all the directors they have worked with before.

He asked Lao Bian Wanwan to seize this opportunity.

so--

Whether he can survive ten years in Hedong and ten years in Hexi, and not bully the poor young man to return to the entertainment industry, all depends on Lao Bian.

However--

Lao Bian hesitated when marking his name.

"What's wrong?"

The online taxi driver looked at the name he typed: "Huang? Did you remember it wrong?"

This is the name that appears on the crime news.

Lao Bian was even more hesitant.

He was only focused on shock, joy and suspicion just now, and he really didn't pay much attention to the name.

then--

Lao Bian’s note: Assistant Huang.