"Well, investment, of course investment. You are responsible for recruiting a few cameras and two screenwriters. The director does not need to be. With a script, we can try to guide and shoot by ourselves."
Chen Lin arranged for Li Xingping to recruit people first, then pull the team up first, and then talk about other things.
It is better for Li Xingping to recruit capable people. Even if you don't have one, don't worry, you can invest first.
"Okay, then I'll pay attention and plan to recruit people?" Li Xingping asked for Chen Lin's opinion.
"You just have to figure it out. All applicants need to bring the works, and everything that is not the works is free of discussion."
After confessing to Li Xingping, Chen Lin left the Youth Station to see if it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and go straight back to school.
There is a direct bus from Laojiekou to Weizhou No. 1 Middle School. It takes an hour to get to the school and there is still time to eat.
After waiting for about ten minutes, the 518 bus came, and Chen Lin voted to get on the bus.
After getting on the bus, Chen Lin walked backwards. Over the years, he has developed a habit of walking backwards as long as he takes the bus.
As soon as Chen Lin walked to the back of the bus and stopped, someone patted Chen Lin on the shoulder.
Chen Lin turned his head to look, hey, Zhu Yan, the head of Lin Yan Group.
"Oh, what a coincidence, are you here?"
Chen Lin didn't expect to meet Zhu Yan on the bus, and Zhu Yan didn't expect to meet Chen Lin. It was just right for two people to go back to school together.
"Have you done the notebook exercises?"
When I first met, I didn't expect that Zhu Yan's first sentence turned out to be a question about whether he did the exercises.
"Well, I have done it. But I fulfilled my promise, but someone broke it!"
Of course the person Chen Lin said was Zhu Yan. Last night Chen Lin wanted Zhu Yan to make a TV commercial.
At the beginning, as long as Chen Lin did the exercises, Zhu Yan promised to help Chen Lin with one thing. Later, when Zhu Yan learned that Chen Lin asked her to shoot an advertisement, she ran away.
"People don't like to shoot these things, okay? You have to do it?"
Zhu Yan whispered, her face still flushed.
Zhu Yan was talking about making commercials. A greasy middle-aged man next to him heard what Zhu Yan said. He looked up at Zhu Yan and then at Chen Lin, as if he understood something instantly.
"Oh, that's amazing, the current students are really open."
"What's so funny, just take an MTV, you really thought you discovered the New World!"
Being so stunned by Chen Lin, the greasy middle-aged man became dumb at the time. Whatever he thought in his heart, he thought that others thought of it, it was really dirty. ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
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Zhu Yan was amazed. When she said that she was shooting a TV commercial, she didn't say that she wanted to shoot MTV!
"Yeah, I took an MTV song, why did your heart move?"
In fact, when it comes to shooting MTV Chen Lin, it is also a temporary motive. Otherwise, no matter how good the advertisement is, it is also a good-looking advertisement.
If you compose and write lyrics to get a song, and then film it into MTV, the singing power will be much stronger.
But which song is better
This song must be representative, so that many people love to listen to it, and easy to sing.
Chen Lin grasped the railing and looked out of the car window, lost in thought.
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't expect any useful songs on the bumpy bus.
"what are you doing?"
Zhu Yan's expert shook in front of Chen Lin's eyes. Chen Lin looked out the window without moving, isn't there something wrong
"It's okay, I'm thinking about something."
Chen Lin came back to his senses and said with a smile.
"What can you tell me?"
Zhu Yan was a little curious and wanted to ask what happened.
"I want to write a song, do you know how to compose?"
The lyrics can be written by Chen Lin, but Chen Lin really doesn't know how to compose the song.
"Simple composition is okay, at least I won a small prize for playing piano and composing from junior high school to high school."
Zhu Yan smiled and said triumphantly.
"Oh, that's great. You must do me a favor this time! You can't shoot if you don't shoot commercials, but this time you must promise to help composing music."
Unexpectedly, Zhu Yan could compose music, so if you come up with the lyrics and hum it twice, Zhu Yan can almost compose the music. Wouldn't it be wonderful
"Well, then, let's talk about it. It can't be too complicated. If it's too complicated, I can't make it."
Zhu Yan didn't know if it was humble or really not too complicated, so she told Chen Lin first.
Chen Lin thought for a while but didn't even think about making too complicated lyrics, but he didn't think of what lyrics to use for a while.
Unknowingly, Weizhou No. 1 Middle School arrived, Chen Lin and Zhu Yan got out of the car and walked towards the school.
Chen Lin helped Zhu Yan deliver the things she brought to the dormitory, and then returned to the boys' dormitory.
The talents in the 208 dormitory should have just finished their level, and there are still a lot of poker scattered on the small table in the middle of the dormitory.
During this period of time, they went to the Internet cafe Chen Lin directly to rush out, and they were about to go to the Internet cafe soon after the college entrance examination.
Chen Lin doesn't know about other Internet cafes, but there is also a Miwangyuan Internet cafe at the Youth Station. As long as students in the third year of high school are not allowed to go online.
Whether they understand it or not, it is for their own good.
Although I just finished the game, it seems to be very unpleasant. Why is this
"What's wrong with you, it seems that the atmosphere is not right, it is unpleasant to make trouble?"
Chen Lin has become the master of 208 dormitory, and everyone listens to what he says.
"That's it, Hu Mingming’s rice, Zong Chao’s hamster, Zong Chao took Hu Mingming’s rice to feed his hamster. Hu Mingming saw Hu Mingming. Hu Mingming became angry. I don’t know if I can understand you. ."
After Wang Nan gave Chen Lin an explanation, Chen Lin understood.
"Actually, I didn't take much, so I took a small handful of rice."
Zong Chao explained to Chen Lin, does it feel like Hu Mingming is just a handful of rice
"I just bought some rice to make porridge. People haven't eaten it yet, but Zong Chao gave his hamster to eat. Isn't it too bullying?"
Hu Mingming felt aggrieved and cried a little.
"Hu Mingming's rice you feed to hamsters is a bit too unnatural, right?"
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