However, seeing Zhao Feng's serious expression, Peng Hui knew that things were not so simple.

After calming down a bit, Peng Hui asked respectfully, "Teacher, why is this?"

"You're writing a script, right?" Zhao Feng asked.

"Yes. ”

"You're writing a script, but why are you writing it according to the pattern of a novel?"

"Novel?" Peng Hui was stunned for a moment, and asked incredulously, "How come?"

"Who are you going to learn the script from?" Zhao Feng asked with a frown.

"That's it...... It's a screenwriting studio that the director recommended me to go to. ”

"Nonsense!" Zhao Feng said dissatisfiedly: "Have you ever seen a famous screenwriter in China, who is from the studio? Anyone who flaunts the banner of a screenwriter's studio is either a liar or a copyist!"

"Huh?" Peng Hui was stunned.

"I know the kind of studio you go to, it's all formed by a group of veterans who can't get along in the entertainment industry, or are a little famous in the online literature industry, and it's called a studio, but it's actually still the same set of online texts, but online texts are online texts, scripts are scripts, and scripts need to be professional!

"Mentor ......"

"There's extra money. Zhao Feng said dissatisfiedly: "I encountered this kind of thing when I was in school, and every teacher recommends a student to go to the screenwriting studio, then there will be a certain return." ”

Peng Hui looked at the script in front of him, his heart dripping blood.

Wasted energy and money come second, and the key is, wasted time!

Seeing that Peng Hui was a little frustrated, Zhao Feng still cared about him in the end.

Raising his hand and patting Peng Hui's shoulder, Zhao Feng said: "The solution is actually very simple, you go to a professional student and help you change it for free." ”

"Free?" Peng Hui was stunned for a moment, and asked incredulously, "Can this kind of thing be free?"

"Ha! Do you have any misunderstanding about domestic screenwriters?" Zhao Feng asked with a smile.

"Uh-"

"In China, although there is an organization like a trade union, the status of screenwriters in China is actually very low, and the status is not even as high as that of Fuhuadao. Zhao Feng explained with a smile: "And a student with good professional skills is often very cheap, you don't want to do everything yourself, even if you are iron, how many nails can you make?"

Peng Hui was thoughtful.

"You go to the senior brother of the screenwriting department, especially those who have already mixed in the crew and have a better reputation, as long as you have a good book, as long as you can add his name when the time comes, I believe it will be very easy to speak. Zhao Feng smiled and gave Peng Hui an idea.

"Thank you, teacher!" Peng Hui solemnly bowed to Zhao Feng and saluted.

"Hehe, in fact, even if I don't say it, you can find the problem, as long as you listen and watch more in the future, you will always understand. Zhao Feng said with a smile.

"Yes!" Peng Hui nodded solemnly.

Coming out of Zhao Feng's house, Peng Hui was about to go to the senior brother of the screenwriting department according to Zhao Feng's proposal, but suddenly heard his mobile phone ringing.

Strangely picked it up and looked at it, it turned out that someone in the penguin colony had sent him a private message.

"Life is great, why haven't you been live streaming lately?" a very cute cartoon avatar sent such a message.

When Peng Hui saw it, it turned out to be his iron fan Xiaotong.

"Hehe, because I've been busy working lately. Peng Hui replied with a smile.

"Part-time job? Isn't Peng Hui's big song selling very well? There have been a lot of newcomers in the group recently. Xiao Tong chattered about some interesting things that had happened recently.

Peng Hui replied with a smile.

Because the neighborhood is a bit far away, you can only take a taxi.

In the process of waiting for the bus, Peng Hui also chatted with Xiaotong whether he had a ride or not.

"Oh, I've been busy lately, so I want to save some money. ”

"Huh?" Xiaotong asked strangely, "Are you going to make micro-movies all your life?"

"Why do you ask that?" Peng Hui was a little strange.

"My life is great, don't you know that your MV has received a lot of enthusiasm recently?

"Hehe, what's the matter, it's just a practice. Peng Hui smiled and said, "Is it really good?"

"Of course......! That girl is beautiful in your lens!" Xiaotong's tone was a little sour.

"Haha, what's going on? Isn't it better to shoot beautifully?"

"Although I hate her, I have to say, your MV is really good......! Some of the directors I know have said yes!" Xiaotong said with a smile.

"Haha! Do you know the director?" Peng Hui joked with a smile: "Is it the director of a children's drama?"

"Oops! I'm angry all my life!" Xiao Tong said dissatisfiedly.

"Haha! I'm sorry, but I don't have much interest in junior high school students. ”

"Hmph, when will you come to the capital to play? I'll take you to the capital." ”

"I'm afraid it's going to take a long time, I've been busy with my part-time job lately, and I really don't have time to go. ”

"Oh, let's do it, you come to the capital to play with me for the rest of your life, can I pay to hire you?" Xiaotong gave such a temptation.

Peng Hui replied funny: "I'm sorry!

"O(∩_∩)O haha~!" Xiaotong replied with a laughing emoji.

Peng Hui replied with a "can make me bad" emoji to fight back.

The two of them fought back and forth for five minutes, and finally ended with Peng Hui's inventory running out.

"You little girl, where did you get so many emojis? and it's all mine?" Peng Hui asked speechlessly.

"Hehe, there are a lot of gods in the group, so they took screenshots of their lifelong live broadcast expressions, and then made them little by little. ”

"Tsk, it's really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Peng Hui sighed.

"Okay, your life is great, you come to the capital, I invite you to eat authentic old Beijing style snacks!"

Peng Hui's heart moved, and with a joking mind, he joked with a smile: "Didn't you say that you know a lot of directors?"

"Yes...... Oh, yes. ”

"Then if you can contact me with a more reliable screenwriter, I will agree to go to the capital to play with you. Peng Hui said with a smile.

"Really, what do you say?"

"Of course. Peng Hui smiled and said, "What I promised, when have I ever been a pigeon?"

"Well, I'll ask for it and I'll give you the answer in the evening. ”

"There's no hurry, school is still a few days away, and I'm not in a hurry. Peng Hui said with a smile.

The two chatted for a while, and then ended this chat.

Shaking his head, Peng Hui didn't take it to heart, and then according to Zhao Feng's suggestion, he went to find the senior brothers in the screenwriting department.

However, what makes him helpless is that although there are indeed some senior brothers in the screenwriting department, most of the business level is not as good as Peng Hui.

What's even more helpless is that although there are some more famous senior brothers, they are either interning in a certain company, or running as a handyman under a certain screenwriter, the best one, who is still in the field for the New Year and has not returned.