Dongsheng Radio.

Xiao Yang's eyes were a little dark, he really didn't sleep much last night, it was a very difficult night.

Zhao Xueyi couldn't help but ask: "Director, were you thinking about painting skin last night?"

Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment, and nodded with a smile: "That's right, I thought about it all night, and you also know that making up stories is very brain-useless." ”

Zhao Xueyi praised: "Talent is important, but hard work is also essential, no wonder the director can succeed, we should think more about the director to learn." ”

Xiao Yang was happy, "Brother Zhao, when will you be a sycophant?"

Zhao Xueyi smiled, "This is the truth." ”

At this time, colleagues came to work one after another.

"It is said that the company is going to hold a military fiction prize with a prize of three million. ”

"Could it be that Director Xu wants to send a TV series?"

It is said that yes, the company introduced a lot of works to Director Xu, but Director Xu couldn't look at it, so he proposed to the company to hold a military novel award, with the three million bonus, plus the copyright fee after film and television, it will definitely attract many first-line writers of military novels. ”

"Registration is open?"

"No, it's the publicity stage, and the official registration time is ten days away. ”

"That is, on the day of the gold medal host competition, it seems that the company wants to announce it on the day of the competition. ”

"Well, it's a pity I don't know how to write novels. ”

Many colleagues sighed.

At this time, they saw Xiao Yang and Zhao Xueyi.

Xiao Yang smiled and asked, "Is the news you said just now reliable?"

A colleague said: "Director, the news has been announced on the company's official website. ”

Another colleague said with pity on his face: "It's a pity that the director is a first-line writer of supernatural novels." ”

Zhao Xueyi also felt that it was a pity, "It would be nice if our company had a supernatural director." ”

"That's right, if there is a supernatural director, and the director's novel is sold to the company, how can the company treat the director badly. ”

Everyone felt sorry for Xiao Yang.

Dongsheng Entertainment only has a second-tier director Xu Wenwen, and he is a director of military themes.

Xiao Yang smiled, "Who said that supernatural writers can't write about military affairs." ”

Everyone was stunned.

Zhao Xueyi said with a smile: "With the director's pen power, there is no problem in writing military novels." ”

He is doing this for Xiao Yang, and he doesn't think Xiao Yang can write a good military novel.

Other colleagues also hurriedly chimed in: "That's right, we believe in the director's ability." ”

Xiao Yang doesn't blame them, after all, this is indeed the case, a great writer who writes martial arts novels, if he writes historical novels, he may not be able to write them well, and vice versa.

Arriving at the office, Xiao Yang closed the door and began to conceive a new novel.

It seems that Dongsheng Entertainment will make a big move.

They want to invest in the filming of a military-themed TV series.

Xiao Yang's mind flashed through several TV series and novels.

"Even if you get the gold medal in the gold medal host competition, it will take a one-to-two-year assessment period to become a senior host. However, if you get the recommendation of a second-tier director, this matter is simple, and you can directly become the senior host of Dongsheng Entertainment. Xiao Yang smiled.

Whether it's for money or a number of senior hosts, he has to write a good work.

Xu Wenwen is good at shooting bloody military movies.

Xiao Yang already has a suitable choice in his heart.

That's it!

He remembered the general content of the TV series, but he still couldn't remember part of it, so he took a memory capsule.

Then, he began to write.

He writes at an astonishing pace, and because he doesn't need to think much, he can write more than 5,000 words in an hour. He spent the morning and afternoon writing in his office.

"Deputy Zhao, why don't you go and persuade the director, he has locked himself in the office for a day for tonight's painting skin. A colleague couldn't help but say.

"Yes, Deputy Zhao, the director must be in a hurry. Other colleagues said.

"It seems that he is Jiang Lang's end. Fan Xiaoxuan sneered in her heart, she wished that Xiao Yang couldn't write anything, so that her brother could come back and take over.

"I'll go in and have a look. Zhao Xueyi said and knocked on the door.

"Come in. ”

"Director, haven't you finished writing the sketch yet?"

"Painted skin?"

Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm not writing about painting skins." ”

Zhao Xueyi was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Could it be the next story of Liaozhai?"

Xiao Yang shook his head: "Before the gold medal host competition, there was only the story of painting skin. ”

Zhao Xueyi was stunned, "Are you writing other ghost stories?"

Xiao Yang shook his head: "I'm writing military novels." ”

“......”

Zhao Xueyi smiled bitterly, you really want to write a military novel as a co-author.

Supernatural novels pay attention to the creation of a terrifying atmosphere and the twists and turns of the story, but military novels are a different kind of routine and writing, and writers who do not often write cannot master the routines, skills and rhythm of novels at all.

He was 100% sure that Xiao Yang could not have written a good military novel.

After coming out of Xiao Yang's office, Zhao Xueyi was helpless: "Don't worry, the director is fine." ”

At the same time, he asked with a smile: "The director should have already written the painting skin, right? There shouldn't be any problems with the live broadcast tonight, right?"

Fan Xiaoxuan chuckled: "In the past, the director was able to live broadcast without script. ”

Everyone's faces changed slightly, yes, the director used to be live broadcast from the script, but now he actually needs to write, is the director inspired?

Zhao Xueyi glanced at Fan Xiaoxuan, "The director is writing other novels, and he has already prepared to paint the skin." ”

Everyone's eyes lit up, "The director is going to have a new ghost story again?"

They have full confidence in Xiao Yang.

Zhao Xueyi shook his head: "No, the director didn't write supernatural novels." ”

Everyone was stunned.

Fan Xiaoxuan was also stunned.

The director said he wanted to try to write a novel with a military theme. Zhao Xueyi said.

Everyone looked at each other, what is the matter with the director? Are you going to change careers?

Fan Xiaoxuan said in a strange way: "Maybe the director can no longer make achievements in supernatural novels, so he decided to change his style." I think with the director's talent, even some romance novels can definitely be written well. ”

Everyone said that even if the director is a genius, it is impossible to write a fire one, supernatural novels and military novels are two completely different styles.

Although he is not optimistic about Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang is the director after all, and everyone dare not say anything.

In the evening, Xiao Yang came out of the office, walked into the live broadcast room, and began to broadcast the skin live.

Xiao Yang adapted the movie version of the painted skin.

The audience had already been waiting on time.

When Xiao Yang started the live broadcast and told the story of the painted skin, during the Qin and Han dynasties, Duwei Wang Sheng rescued a stunning beauty "Xiao Wei". Subsequently, people in the city continued to have their hearts and livers gouged out, and people began to panic.

The audience's mouth was dry, and Xiao Yang's description was so real that it made everyone feel immersive.

As the story deepens, everyone is both excited and confused.

Xu Liguo and others were also listening to the painting, and when they heard it halfway, they knew that their program was over.

First-class stories, first-class live broadcast hosts, plus their previous popularity, what do they do to fight others?

"Hopefully tomorrow his listening rate won't surpass that of A Chinese Ghost Story. Xu Liguo and others could only comfort themselves.

The next day, everyone was waiting for the listening results to come out.

Finally, the listening rate came out.