"Okay, that's it for the next task, everyone hurry up and finish the book in their hands. ”

In a small conference room with a turbid air, the capable woman who was standing finished speaking, and the people sitting below began to collect the computers and notebooks, and were about to leave, only the only little girl sitting in the corner did not move except for the women who were standing.

The man standing packed up the laptop in front of him, looked up and saw the girl in the corner, paused, frowned, and said:

"Yiye, you come with me. ”

The girl who was named raised her head as if she saw hope, and Ren's heavy bangs couldn't block the light that suddenly popped out of her eyes.

The capable woman walked to the door of the conference room, her nose moved, she frowned again, and said to the girl who was still packing up in the corner:

"Open the windows for ventilation. ”

The girl was half a beat slower before she realized that she was saying it to herself, and she stammered and opened her mouth twice before she could hold back a few notes from her throat, "Oh... Good. ”

Ichino packed up his things, walked to the window, and pushed the old glass window out with great difficulty on his tiptoes.

It's said to be a studio, but it's actually an old residential building, and the conference room was supposed to be a bedroom.

Walking out of the conference room, there was a slightly larger room, where what was supposed to be a living room with six or seven desks in the middle, two desks with desktops, and the others with laptops.

With so many desks and the large and comfortable chairs necessary for desk workers in the already small room, the whole space is very crowded, but this is not the end, there are a few simple beds along the corner, so that the crowded space is even more crowded and everyone has to turn sideways.

Ichino stepped over the outstretched legs on the simple bed, bypassed the desk, and jumped over the takeaway box casually thrown on the ground, finally keeping up with the capable woman.

I walked all the way downstairs, walked out of the community, walked through the streets and alleys, walked for ten minutes, and walked to the bottom of an office building on the street.

The capable woman turned around, "Go to the café and say go to the office." ”

"Both... Either way. ”

"Then go up, you've been in the studio for almost three years, and you haven't been to the office yet, let's go, go up and have a look, I just don't have time to sit and drink coffee with you." ”

The woman is really busy, but the contempt for Ichino is also a fact.

Yiye looked up at the more than forty-story office building in front of her, and the long-term desk work made her feel sore shoulders and backs when she raised her head.

If I could work in such an office building, I guess I wouldn't be able to leave as soon as things are over.

Yiye pulled the washed white clothes on his body, raised his hand and sniffed it slightly, but he didn't smell the smell of smoke on his body, raised his head and smiled slightly, and his steps were a little brisker.

Follow the woman to take the elevator to twenty-eight, as soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw a few words on the opposite wall, "Ink Studio", the young lady at the front desk greeted with a smile when she saw someone coming, "Director Zhao." ”

The capable woman nodded and went straight in.

Ichino glanced at the surroundings out of the corner of his eye, the transparent pattern, the spotless glass doors, the partition with personal space, the brightly colored sofa in the hospitality area...

This is the most common and ordinary decoration in this office building, but in the eyes of Yiye, it is the best workplace, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the studio in the old community is one in the sky and one underground in the same way as the studio in the old community a street away.

It's the same as I imagined when I wrote about a white-collar workplace.

It's also a studio for ink, but it's a real studio for the outside world, and that's where the studio is used for sought-after work and life.

Yiye followed to Director Zhao's office, "Sit." ”

Yiye sat down stiffly, Director Zhao was busy with himself, turned on the computer and flipped through the notepad to ask the assistant to bring coffee in, Yiye stared at the nameplate in front of him and looked at it over and over again, "Zhao Mei - Creative Director".

Zhao Mei was busy with the things in hand, and just as she was about to speak, the assistant brought two cups of coffee in, Zhao Mei raised slightly, "You're welcome, my assistant's coffee making skills are not bad." ”

Yiye lifted a small coffee cup and took a sip, it was indeed different from the instant coffee he poured in a large cup every day, and it turned out that the freshly ground coffee he had written many times was like this.

Zhao Mei waited for Yiye to put down the cup before saying, "You emailed me before saying that you were leaving, have you thought about it seriously?"

Yiye nodded, "The book in my hand is almost over, I'll end it and send it to you as soon as possible." ”

"Not short of money?"

Yiye didn't nod, lacking, how could there be no shortage, but there was no place for large expenditures, although there was a lot left, but who would be afraid of having a lot of money.

"I still appreciate you.,Write whatever you ask for in the book.,I won't bring too much of my own style into it.,It's easy for us to modify it later.。 ”

Zhao Mei paused and took another sip of coffee, "If you are not satisfied with the remuneration, I can add it to thirty-one thousand episodes, in fact, you are not low now." ”

Tian Yiye still shook his head, "It's not about money." ”

"That's ...... Want to go out and do it yourself, want the right of authorship?" asked Zhao Mei.

Ichino sat still, and for those who create, who doesn't want their name to be written under their work.

Zhao Mei seemed to have heard a big joke,

"Young people, it's good to have ideas, I said you're good, it's good for you as a gunner, it's good for you to not have your own style as a gunner, but you have to go out and do it yourself, it's not likely. ”

Zhao Mei continued to frown, "Take 10,000 steps back and say, you can have your own style, you just didn't show it to me, how can you find investment? ”

That's right, Yiye is a gunman, and to be more specific, she is a gunman who specializes in writing TV drama scripts, she has been a gunman for three years, since she entered the industry, and then she has a job, an average of 10,000 words a day, one TV series in two days, and the eighty episodes of the court drama that are now on the air are the first drafts she wrote in half a year.

Said to be the first draft, if Ichino can get the final draft of the script, she will find that there are basically no changes on the basis of her first draft, just adding some unique actions and idioms to the main characters, and the vague scenes she describes have been replaced with more specific, as for the plot, it has not changed at all.

One field is called one field, and it is not called one field. Ichino is her pen name. Her name on her ID card is Tian Yiye now, but no one has called her by name or surname for a long time.

Speaking of which, her name also has a story, originally called Tian Ye, and then went to the city to study and transfer the household registration, when registering, Tian Dad felt that the girl's name was not very elegant, Tian Dad thought that this was his first child, just call it Yiye, and the strokes still seem to be cultured.