"Prince" became popular again, making the word "Bo Yu" a hot search topic again.
The plot is in full swing and develops in unexpected places, and the prince's masters and servants use increasingly vicious methods when facing a group of impure concubines in the backyard of the palace.
Xiaoquanzi does exist in the history books. He was raised by the prince's side since he was a child. After the queen's death, the master and servant depended on each other. When he was young, he was taken care of by the harem's maids and the eunuchs who knew how to look after people. Bullying, so the personalities of the master and servant were forced out and raised, and they can never be changed again.
Bai Yu lowered his eyes, pointed at the computer in front of him, and asked Song Shilin for his opinion, "Tell me, should I continue to take on scripts or variety shows..."
Song Shilin's eyes became colder and colder under Bai Yu's words.
Until Bai Yu didn't dare to speak.
Song Shilin sneered: "You're just out of confinement, and you're already crazy?"
Bai Yu retorted desperately, "I'm not a woman, so there's no need for confinement. That was purely a lie by Han Ziyu. Why did you take it seriously?"
"That's great." Song Shilin threw aside the half-read planning document in front of him and said, "Where did the watermelon and candy come from?"
"..." Bai Yu didn't want to talk to him for a moment, and his hands shook with anger, but under Song Shilin's cold eyes, he could only put away his anger obediently.
"As an actor, I can't just stay at home and live in vain. Yes, the prince is quite popular now, but I'm not satisfied with this." Bai Yu tried to argue. Oh my God, apart from being able to have children, there is nothing about him that looks like a woman. Like? !
Song Shilin's eyes looked like they were on the soles of his feet.
"Oh." Song Shilin took his planning documents over and continued reading. This was the first business he got after returning to China, and he had to fight a beautiful victory.
"So, do you agree?"
"I just agree with the argument that you are not a woman." Song Shilin said without raising his head, "Don't think about anything else^" "... You have changed." Bai Yu looked at him with complicated eyes, "Since childhood, Candy has appeared After that, you changed and never looked like you again." "I'm warning you." Song Shilin's face instantly turned foul, "Don't recite your lines in front of me again."
Bai Yu pointed to the computer screen in front of him and said: "My ultimate goal is to become an old acting artist in the hearts of the people."
"The goal is good, very ambitious." Song Shilin praised him, "But I remember, wasn't your last goal to break out of China and go to the world?", "That goal was too ambitious, so I gave up." "Bo Yu drooped his head, his heart was filled with despair, "I recently found an amazing script, do you really not need to take a look? "
"What script? Read it to me." Song Shilin marked the key points on the document, then closed the document, took his computer over, opened his mailbox, and started processing work emails.
Bai Yu didn't dislike him either. He opened the email sent to him by Sister Li and said: "This is an apocalyptic film. It is roughly the same as what has been filmed abroad in recent years... Gray Zombies, New World Zombies, and Dawn Zombies. theme."
"Why should we bring out a subject that has been poorly filmed?"
"Because its background has never been filmed before, this is an excellent script." Bai Yu shook his head with interest, "I have thought about it, even if you don't let me film it, I will still give my private room Use the money to invest, and I want to invest in this drama."
Song Shilin rubbed his forehead: "You haven't said what its background is yet."
"Didn't I just say it, it's an apocalyptic movie. It's based on the traditional background of China. I plan to use Li's filming techniques. Although I don't want to admit it, their sensitivity to apocalyptic zombie movies is higher than that of China. Look, in the past few years, there have been a lot of apocalyptic movies, zombie movies, and other blockbusters that benefit the country. They are all produced by them."
"Context, theme."
Bai Yu, who is prone to getting off topic, quickly said: "Although the doomsday joke has been played badly by foreigners, the content is very innovative. Look, let me read it to you."
"The main content is the apocalyptic combination of the three-man gang. One is a modern rookie man with a mahogany sword, one is a retired military officer who is good at calculating money, and the other is a dazzling female star before the apocalypse." Bai Yu looked at the script. The character answered truthfully.
The meaning in Song Shilin's eyes could be described as disgust, "I'm not interested." This kind of script is not only bad, but also the characters are bad. He refuses anything that is not commercial.
"Can't you read it yourself?" Bai Yu forcefully placed his notebook in front of Song Shilin, his movements seemed a little anxious, because he was really optimistic about the script.
"Yeah." Song Shilin also noticed it, so he nodded and took it over to look at.
—The male protagonist, whose ancestor was a Taoist priest from Maoshan, left the city where he was born and raised in the second year after the apocalypse broke out with his peach wood sword, and ran to the iceberg in the westernmost part of China. Then, he met a retired military officer who was a nanny and a beautiful and sexy female star.
The three people teamed up and walked towards the iceberg to the west - zombies can't survive in places where the temperature is too low.
On the way, we encountered zombie groups, cannibals disguised as civilized people, and all kinds of weird things that we would never encounter before the end of the world.
"The script is good, but the content is too little and there is no commercial aspect. I don't recommend you invest in it," Song Shilin commented.
"I think first of all the subject matter is good. There has never been a film with this subject in China. I think if it is well made, it will become a classic." Bai Yu held the computer and did not let go. He thought this film was very good. , he had made several films in the past but not many people supported him. As a result, he could not make a breakthrough by relying on himself and those few scripts that were not optimistic.
Song Shilin paused while typing on the computer keyboard, "If you like, do whatever you want." He had a lot of money and was able to support Bai Yu, who also liked to spend money.
Moreover, Bai Yu was different from the wealthy young ladies he was familiar with - the former liked to film messy scripts, while the latter liked to spend money in shopping malls to buy clothes and bags.
Although they are all prodigal, at least Bai Yu can still earn some money.
Bai Yu probably heard what he meant. He glanced at him angrily, took out his cell phone, threw it in front of Song Shilin, and said, "Take a look."
"What are you looking at?" Song Shilin was confused by his sudden move.
"Song is so low-key that he doesn't even have his own video website. Look at my brother. He is such a shrewd person. He just likes to build houses and is also involved in the Internet." Bai Yu saw that Song Shilin looked completely clueless. , I suddenly got disappointed and climbed out of bed with my mobile phone, looking for Little Candy to play with. Little Candy is still young, and I don’t know if she cried tonight.
After Song Shilin left, a knowing smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Song Shilin's mouth.
He probably understands where he needs to show his talents after returning to China.
Bai Yu walked into Little Candy's room. Before he could say anything, he saw Little Watermelon lying in front of Little Candy's crib teasing his younger brother. He immediately walked in lightly, picked up Little Watermelon and said, " Little Watermelon, are you playing with your brother?"
"Ba Ba, why did your stomach become deflated when your brother came out?"
"You can't ask me this question, you have to ask your brother." The unreliable parent Bai Yu threw this question at Little Candy who was still lying in the crib without hesitation.
Seeing Xiao Xigua's look of disbelief, Bai Yu said, "Besides, I guess when your brother can speak, he will also ask you questions."
"Ask me what?" Little Watermelon pointed to his nose.
"He wants to ask you why my stomach became deflated after you emerged from my stomach." Boyu looked at him sideways, "Tell me, did you take away my nutrients?"
Little Xigua suddenly beamed, "Ba Ba, did I come out of your belly too? Just like my brother?"
"Of course, otherwise you want to get out from somewhere, under the bed?"
"But, the teacher said that we all came out of our mother's belly." Xiao Xigua said angrily, "All the children said so." "That's bad." Boyu hugged the child and said, "Have you ever Mother?"
When the topic of mother came up, Xiao Xigua's eyes became obviously lowered, "I don't seem to have a mother yet."
"You only want me and your father, so do you think you will get out of your father's belly? Well, you can't tell me the answer. I don't want to know." Bai Yu grabbed the child's mouth and stopped him. He gave the answer that troubled him.
Little Watermelon giggled at Bai Yu's words.
"Okay, let me tell you now, you and my brother both came out of my belly. You know the specific reason yourself. It was your godfather who took you out of my belly with a knife. ." Bai Yu knew that the child was four years old this year, and there were many things that he could no longer choose to hide.
Sooner or later he will understand.
—Xiao Xigua personally witnessed Bai Yu’s process from pregnancy to caesarean section.
Little Watermelon nodded in understanding.
"But, I still want to tell you." The expression on Bai Yu's face suddenly became very serious, "Xiao Xigua, you can't tell others, not the teacher, not your good friends, not anyone, of course. , you can tell your father and your brother."
"What?" Little Watermelon said blankly.
"You can't tell them that you and your brother were born to me." Bai Yu said seriously, "Otherwise, I will be taken away, okay?"
Xiao Xigua suddenly grabbed Bai Yu's hand and said nervously: "Then, what should we do?" "I don't want Ba Ba to be taken away, I don't want to."
"There's only one way. You can't be a good friend or a teacher. Your colleagues say you were born to me, no one except me and your father!"
Bai Yu stared into Xiao Xigua's eyes.
For a long time, Little Watermelon's eyes filled with tears, she nodded, and choked with sobs: "Okay, I won't tell others, Ba Ba, you don't want others to take you away."
"Yeah." Bai Yu finally smiled and leaned forward to kiss the small watermelon.
Little Watermelon held Bai Yu's head and kissed him several times.
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