Grunt.

Sue swallowed a mouthful of spit and moved her hips forward towards them.

"Mr. Su!"

"Mr. Su, we have a question I want to ask you!"

A group of bald men got up one after another and came to Su Sa's side.

Fu Yuxin's beautiful eyes moved, and she couldn't imagine that Su Sa was so popular.

"Mr. Su, as an excellent lyricist, you must have sketched a picture in your mind, right?"

A bald head with a white A4 paper leaned up and asked.

"Ahh

He sketches whatever picture he sketches, and he generally brags and doesn't write an outline.

"Look at Mr. Su's confident expression, everyone applauds! Let Mr. Su teach us a lesson!"

Bang Bang Bang!

After a round of warm applause, the people in the filming department were all attracted to it, three layers inside and three layers outside.

Su Sa scratched his head, good guy, it's so hard to ride a tiger.

In desperation, he stood up, coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said: "I, Su Sa, as a professional lyricist, will definitely sketch the scene in my mind when writing lyrics, but the scene of the lyricist may not be suitable for you to shoot!"

The bald planner next to him, who talked a lot and jumped out of the way, jumped out again.

"As the saying goes, art is not separated! Mr. Su, it's okay, you said that the scene you sketched, let's use it for reference. ”

What the hell are you, this is for me to make up?

Su Sa gasped, and now there is only the current compilation, so he shook his head slowly, and said: "Art is indeed not separated, but artists are divided!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions moved, listen to this pattern!

Oh my God! It's too high, it's too imposing!

When several bald planners heard this, their eyes changed from scorching heat to even hotter, as if they had seen faith.

"When I first saw this list, I had in my mind a picture of a down-and-out writer, walking down the street in a raged bag, his eyes full of dead silence. ”

At this time, the old age machine in his pocket rang, and he saw that it was, hey, it was his editor. ”

So he took the phone, and he heard the editor excitedly say, "Come back and write a novel!" I have called five editors to get this test for you!"

At this time, the nurse on the side came with an angry cry, she said: "This gentleman, you have broken your arms and legs, please don't get excited, strenuous exercise will lead to an accident in amputation surgery!"

Su Sa paused and covered his face with his hands, because he was afraid that he would not be able to help laughing.

Others don't think so, they all look infected by the story.

The bald planners wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes and continued to raise their heads to look at Su Sa.

The street writer hung up the phone, ignored the food colleagues who wrote fantasy, supernatural, and romance, and resolutely picked up his tattered luggage and continued to write the novel. ”

"But he can make people, with him testing the waters, he still hits the street. ”

At this time, he no longer believes in any recommendation, a book is a god, and the dream of earning tens of thousands of dollars a month is gone. ”

"Every day, he accompanies his peers who go to the street to beg for a living, and when he sees a new colleague who receives a call from the editor, he chuckles, half-asleep, half-awake, as if he saw himself many years ago..."

In the end, he figured out that life is too short to be happy. ”

Su Sa finished speaking, and the people next to him also listened.

But the crowd still didn't disperse, they were pondering, they were thinking.

Eventually, they came to the conclusion that they couldn't write novels!

Look at this person, and then look at his peers, this is too miserable!

"Mr. Su is really Mr. Su, no wonder he can write such a deafening and contemplative song!" "The bald planner who talked a lot stood up and clapped his hands and said convincingly.

"Yes, Mr. Su's words have inspired me a lot!"

"Okay, let's go rest first, our planning team will think like a spring, we will immediately design how to shoot!"

Everyone was reluctant to disperse step by step.

"I think the way of thinking between us is wrong, we should learn from the inspiration given to us by Mr. Su to shoot like that!"

"No, I don't think it's appropriate, what else are we planning if we want to pick up people's teeth?"

"Then how do you say to shoot it?"

Su Sa looked at the planners who had fallen into a frenzy of discussion and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It's finally over, and it's too hard.

Fu Yuxin was looking at Su Sa in a daze at this time, she was thinking, what did Su Sa go through before she met her to write such a song?

It is said that drama is like life, and words are like life.

Could it be that he is also a street writer who writes novels?

Su Sa didn't know what Fu Yuxin was thinking, he sat down next to Fu Yuxin again, picked up his hand and drank it, just now he said so many words that made him thirsty.

"Have you ever written a novel before?" Fu Yuxin said when he saw Su Sa finish drinking the water and handed over a tissue.

"Why am I writing that thing?" replied Susa puzzled.

"Then you want to eat before?"

Su Sa's mouth opened, it seems that it is not a good thing that the story is too rigorous.

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of experience before, no wonder you can write this kind of song!" Fu Yuxin nodded in agreement and said to himself.

"I didn't ask for food! Lyricists rely on inspiration, fictional stories, not personal experiences!"

"Then if you keep writing lovelorn love songs, won't you be dumped all the time in love?" Su Sa said with a headache.

Fu Yuxin frowned when she heard this, Su Sa's answer was not at all the same as the answer she expected.

"Okay, okay, just shoot like this!"

Several plans were finished at this time, and they happily picked up the plan book and handed it to the director.

The director looked at it and couldn't help but be fascinated.

He touched his shiny skull and pondered the plot.

"This idea is good, it can definitely be a big hit when it is filmed! Why are you stunned? Go and call the modeling department to come over!"

A group of people started to get busy, and the styling department was in place.

Su Sa was chatting happily with Fu Yuxin, so he was invited over and started styling.

"No, who are you?" asked Su Sa, looking at himself in the mirror who was gradually killing Matt, and asked suspiciously.

"Mr. Su, this is our new idea!"

"Huh?" asked Su Sa, puzzled.

The bald planner smiled at Su Sa, nodded, and picked up the manuscript in his hand with a sense of ceremony.

"Our idea for this short video is: cross-dressing!"

"Mr. Su, you first appear as a killer Matt, that is, the appearance of a street writer, and then become a non-mainstream, that is, a self-entertaining street editor, and finally become yourself!"

"The meaning of our short video is that hard work will lead to success, and if you don't work hard or salted fish, you will hit the street!"

"Mr. Su, one person plays the triangle! It's time to test your acting skills!"