Su Sa: I'm special!

What kind of brain-dead plan is this? Can this kind of plot be broadcast to be popular?

"Stop, stop!" Su Sa couldn't help but stop and gathered the planners over.

"I tell you about the picture I have sketched, not for you to copy, but for your inspiration. ”

"Besides, the audience of our song is not limited to street writers, street editors!"

"If you want to shoot people like this, how can you have a sense of substitution, how can you attract attention and comments?"

"What we want is innovation, not copying!"

Su Sa is really speechless about these plans, and this will become his black history if it is filmed.

I really don't understand how these people's brains grow.

"I hope that what you have planned is shocking, influential, and catches the attention of all walks of life. ”

"Instead of this kind of miserable blog attention, what is the difference between you doing this and those writers who are on the shelves begging for subscriptions and selling miserable?"

"Change!

When a group of bald planners heard this, they couldn't help but lower their heads.

Yes, the plan they wrote seems to be really what Mr. Su said.

"I know this idea is your brainchild, but I hope you can use more of it. ”

"You know, the reason why artists are called artists is because they keep thinking and creating shock, so they are respected as artists. ”

"I'll give you three days to come up with the right idea, and of course, I won't blame you if you can't think of it. ”

Su Sa patted them on the shoulder, gave them encouragement, and relieved them of some psychological pressure.

"Of course, I didn't veto your idea, I just wanted to make your plan more perfect and successful. ”

"Come on!"

Su Sa gestured to them and left the filming location with a smile on his face.

Fu Yuxin also followed, but she felt that what Su Sa said was very reasonable.

"It's almost noon, go home for dinner?" Fu Yuxin said.

Su Sa nodded, he would be a little hungry too.

"I just watched the content they curated, and I feel like you're right. ”

Su Sa drove the car and heard Fu Yuxin say to him.

Although it is now the era of short videos, short videos without quality will definitely not become popular. ”

"Only if you are good enough can you gain a foothold in the industry. ”

Su Sa sighed and said his heart to Fu Yuxin.

When short videos first entered the public eye, it can be said that a hundred flowers are blooming, as long as the quality of your content is interesting, it can become popular.

But now, everyone knows that short videos can make money, but how many can really make money?

People's eyes are advancing with the times, and so are short videos.

"Then if it were you, how would you choose to shoot?" Fu Yuxin asked again.

"If it were me, I wouldn't shoot it. Su Sa said with a smile.

"Why?"

"Because this song is not suitable for shooting MVs, it is more suitable for BGM. ”

As soon as Fu Yuxin heard what Su Sa said, there were waves in his mind!

That's right, why did she go wrong?

Su Sa quipped, "Isn't it the rise of the stalk of beating workers? Workers are the soul of workers, and they are also masters!"

"With our BGM, do you think there is a strong contrast effect?"

Fu Yuxin nodded thoughtfully, and there was a bold idea in her little brain.

Let's wait for the afternoon to start the implementation!

......

Back at home, Su Safu Yuxin went directly to the second floor.

"Hey?" Father and Mother Su raised their heads when they heard the movement, and when they saw Su Sa beside Fu Yuxin, they were all stunned.

Is this still their beautiful floor tile?

How did you change from floor tiles to ceilings?

"Xiao Sa?" Su Mu shouted uncertainly.

"Xiao Sa, how did you become so good-looking?" Father Su asked suspiciously.

Su Sa squinted, it turned out that in the eyes of his parents, he had always been unsightly.

"Huh. Su Sa smiled contemptuously.

"Well, I asked the company's stylist to clean it up for him. Fu Yuxin stood up obediently and said.

Su's father and Su's mother suddenly realized that this was what it looked like.

"Xiao Sa, let you clean up earlier, if you were like this, can I not send you to Moments?"

Su Sa's face twitched, and he remembered.

Once Su's mother posted a family photo in the circle of friends, but she made a mosaic on his face.

He didn't know what was going on at first, but now he finally knew!

Su Sa wants to cry without tears, this is his good mother.

"Tsk, yes, yes, I used to be just a person, but now I can be regarded as my son after cleaning up, and I live up to my and your mother's good genes!" Father Su was also pleased.

Only then did Su Sa feel that he seemed to have never integrated into their big family.

He was always an outsider when he didn't clean up.

"How are the children?" Fu Yuxin saw that something was wrong with the situation, and hurriedly diverted the topic.

"The children woke up once after you went to work, and I guess they will wake up after a while, so you go to rest first, and I ask the cook to prepare lunch. Su Mu touched Xiao Liu, who was still asleep, and said with a smile.

Su Sa nodded, and was about to turn around and leave the impersonal room.

"Ahhhhh

A milky cry drew him in.

Su Sa was overjoyed, but he didn't expect the child to wake up at this time!

"Erbao Erbao, do you still recognize Dad?" Su Sa hugged the little guy who blinked his eyes and said happily.

But Xiao Er yawned blankly and sniffed at Su Sa's clothes.

He let down his vigilance and lay down in his arms obediently.

"Ahhhhh

Erbao leaned his little face against Su Sa's chest, and his little fat hand grabbed the folds of Su Sa's shirt.

Obviously, Erbao didn't forget about Su Sa.

Fu Yuxin took the bottle handed by the nanny and looked at the father and daughter hugging each other with a smile.

In the past, I carefully put the bottle in Erbao's arms.

At this moment, Erbao saw the bottle handed over, but she didn't answer it, but just raised her head in the direction where the bottle came.

A sweet smile spread across her little face, this is Mommy!

"Erbao, are you hungry, hold the bottle. ”

Erbao stretched out his little hand and hugged Fu Yuxin's hand, as well as the bottle in Fu Yuxin's hand.

Fu Yuxin smiled dumbly, this little guy is a little greedy.

Mom and Dad, she wants bottles!

"Ahhhhh

The little guy screamed happily, and his little face smiled at Fu Yuxin like a flower.

"You eat milk powder Erbao first, and after a while, your father will hug your mother and hug you, okay?" Fu Yuxin touched Erbao's soft little fat face with his other hand and said.

"Ahhhhh