Rebirth from the Ashes

  Chapter 32 Protruding

  Shen Xi suddenly came in interest: "When did the screenwriter begin to fall in love?"

  Yuan: "I have never been in love."

  Shen Xi saw her eyes suddenly dimmed, and did not continue to ask, turning to look out of the window.

  Yuan has a feeling that in front of her, everyone's mind will be seen through by her, and there is no way to hide.

  Director An Lin, the box has been prepared.

  After arriving at the hotel, the assistant director who was standing in the lobby led them directly.

  An Lin’s assistant director, seeing the two beautiful little girls, was still a little shocked. I really didn’t expect the screenwriter of "Laughing Country" to be so young. The script was written by an experienced and talented old man.

  The baby-faced girl is very cute, holding the relevant documents in her hand, and has a gentle temperament. She is half a step away from the Leng Ao beauty, and her attitude is very respectful.

  The cold and arrogant girl in front of her is exuding a cold and arrogant girl who is not allowed to enter. She should be Yun Qi, the screenwriter of "Laughing Country".

  The assistant director knocked on the door, pushed the door and walked in: "Director An, there is someone here."

  Shen Xi glanced at the people in the box. There were five people in total. The tall, thin, and temperamental middle-aged man across from him was the new-generation director An Lin.

  A clear surprise flashed through An Lin's eyes, but the screenwriter Yun Qi was a little girl.

  Shen Xi went straight in the direction of An Lin, nodding slightly, his voice was clear and polite: "Good An, I am Yunqi."

   "Hello." An Lin smiled and greeted: "Teacher Yun, you sit down."

  He looked at the little girl in front of him. At her young age, she was so overwhelming that he felt a little stressed.

  An Lin made an appointment this time. In addition to Shen Xi, there were also producers and investors he had hired. They introduced each other and started the interview.

   "Teacher Yun, I read this script. It's pretty good and very thoughtful. You can write such an excellent script at a young age. It's scary to be born. It's just that there are some things that I don't think are right. Let's change the script.

  "From the perspective of our investment, your script does not have a market, not enough bursts, not fast pace, not enough excitement, and not enough **** and tortuous feelings.

"Teacher Yun, it's not that I said you. You are still too young. You students have this common problem. You have good eyes and low hands, and you are so lofty. Now in this TV drama market, there are a few people who are willing to watch you Lorry’s conspiracy. The audience wants to watch. It's dog blood, do you know if you want to sprinkle dog blood?"

"You have to get a good understanding of the market and audience of TV series. Now they are popular as silly, white and sweet, without brains, those audiences like this. Watching dog blood, knocking cp, the emotional line of the male and female protagonists must be the top priority. "

   "We hope that the second female role will be one-third more, and you can compress the female lead and the male and female drama."

  Producers and investors regard themselves as uncles, and start to spit, change the script, change the personality, and intensify the sentiment.

  Yuan lowered her eyes slightly, feeling weak and angry, and her hands on her legs were clenched into fists.

  Because of this, she is reluctant to enter the screenwriter circle. She has no right to control her own script.

  Look at them one by one laymen arrogantly pointing the country, let them change this, change that, change their mb, they know what a fart!

  She carefully glanced at the little Shen Dong who was sitting next to her with a smile on her lips.

  (End of this chapter)