Breaking Hell believes that it is not necessary to set up a screenwriter team, but you can find a senior screenwriter to help lead Seven Up.
The general manager immediately contacted a senior screenwriter. He told everyone that the screenwriter had a strong background and had more than ten years of cloud screenwriting experience.
Shattering hell doubts, "Screenwriter Yun? What is screenwriter Yun?"
The general manager smiled and said, "Writing scripts with her brain, I heard that she uses her brain to write more than a dozen scripts every year."
"Write the script with your brain? How did you write it?" Even Qixi felt very puzzled.
"It's just... go through the script in your head, even if it's finished."
Everyone is stunned, so is the budget so tight? Can only find this kind of inexperienced idiot
Breaking Hell disapproved, "No, I have to find someone with experience. My purpose is to bring along my grandson. What kind of playwright is Yun Yun? To put it bluntly, I don't even have a masterpiece. How can I be qualified to bring my grandson."
However, Seven Up agrees, because he wants to have absolute control over the script. Senior screenwriters have temperaments and their own styles, so it's easy to spark sparks... Well, it's sparks that can fight.
It's not bad to find someone who doesn't understand anything. It's not bad to be an assistant, after all, he still has to go to school.
"What's the name of this screenwriter?" Qixi asked.
"Wang June." The general manager's eyes flickered, looking a little lacking in confidence.
The chairman can't let the chairman know that Wang June is his distant relative, alas, it is also difficult to deal with, he is a typical Phoenix man, Wang Yue's mother once borrowed 300 yuan to go to college for him to go to college, so Wang June's mother, Yinggu, always said that if it wasn't for her 300 yuan, he wouldn't be able to go to college, and he wouldn't be where he is today.
Wang Yueyue, this fat girl, has been out of work since she vowed to write a masterpiece more than ten years ago. .
"Wang Yueyue?" Po Hell and Qixi glanced at each other, why is this name so familiar
Qixi thought about it carefully, and seemed to have heard somewhere that there was a man who was chasing Master Hei Ying, and his family was a pork seller. It was a coincidence that he had the same name and surname.
Qixi said jokingly, "Isn't Wang Yueyue's family selling pork?"
The general manager's eyes widened, "How do you know? Their family has been selling pork for generations, and their ancestors were famous butchers."
Of course Qixi would not think that Wang Yueluo was the descendant of that Wang Yueluo, but with this name, she was still willing to give her a job.
After the general manager got everyone's approval, he immediately made a phone call, "That's it, our company is going to start a play and ask you to be a screenwriter assistant. Come to our company tomorrow... Three hours? Can you come in three hours? Your more than 100 kilometers, then you ride a motorcycle carefully, remember, motorcycles can't go on high speed... "
The general manager dazedly listened to the beeps coming from the phone. He couldn't believe she just hung up the phone. Is it necessary to be in such a hurry? You can come tomorrow.
Shame, shame.
Three hours later, Broken Hell Film and Television Company welcomed the first serious screenwriter.
A short hair that has been pressed by a helmet and is attached to the head. The bangs on the forehead are almost integrated with the forehead. The head is pointed, the face is large, the hair around the ears is still raised, and the dark circles are particularly serious, almost forming an inverted triangle In the area of the flat nose, there is a pair of sunglasses that do not exceed ten dollars. The frame is slightly curved, as if someone stepped on both feet and picked it up and straightened it.
I put a little lipstick on my dry lips, but I don't know why I'm in a hurry or I'm not good at makeup. The lipstick is seriously out of bounds, and the sides of my lower lip seem to be stained with blood. When I smile, my teeth are also stained with a little red.
The brown plaid top and a pair of loose flared jeans were washed white. Judging from the texture and style, they looked like they were handed down from the ancestors, and they couldn't have become so old and tattered without washing for 20 years.
There is a red rope on the wrist, um... Visually, the red rope is about nine yuan and nine free shipping. There are two cheap red beads hanging from the interface, which means big red and big purple.
He was wearing a pair of dirty sneakers on his feet, with wide and round toes showing through the flared trousers.
As soon as Po Hell saw her, her mood was very complicated, because her temperament was too similar to that of Zhaixinglou. That kind of poor and sour temperament was just blowing in the face, and it was almost hot in the eyes.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she also had an air of arrogance and hypocrisy, "I just came back from experiencing life in the countryside. Writers need to be close to the working people, close to the real life, and feel the joys and sorrows of the common people. Only then can they write good works. "
Hearing this, Bro Hell couldn't stand it anymore, and explained that Qixi would grind the script with her, and he didn't want to face people with such a temperament again.
The general manager also turned around and walked away, alas, it's really not good, just give her a few hundred yuan and send it back.
On the other hand, Qixi went up to greet her, but before she said anything, she saw her eyes twinkle, and said excitedly, "Let's sit down and talk about the script, do you have any ideas? If you don't have any ideas, I have a story here. ."
As she spoke, she took out a stack of manuscripts from her yellowed backpack and handed it over. Seeing that Qixi didn't answer, she shoved it into Qixi's arms, "Look, it's a good story."
Qixi glanced down and wanted to stuff it back for her, but when he saw the main characters written on the cover, those familiar names, he was suddenly stunned.
Yu Wenxiao, Su Luoman, Black Shadow, Lightning, Ghost Shadow...