When Fan Baobao returned home from filming in the afternoon, he saw Zhao Fusheng sitting on the sofa in the living room with a tired face reading information.

"What is this?"

Pointing to the information scattered on the coffee table, Fan Baobao asked strangely.

"The information given by the company, three public service announcements. Zhao Fusheng didn't hide it from Fan Baobao and replied.

Anyway, Fan Baobao also knows that she will be the designer responsible for advertising planning in the future, and she has always been unconcerned about doing this.

"Oh, isn't it that Mr. Zheng sees you as too leisurely?" Fan Baobao covered her mouth and laughed, she also felt that Zhao Fusheng's life was too free, and he didn't usually go to work in the company, but often accompanied him.

"It can't be said that advertising planning like ours doesn't have to go to the company every day to report. Zhao Fusheng would not give her a chance to laugh at herself, and defended: "Creativity is such a thing, what you need is inspiration, you don't understand." ”

Fan Baobao blinked, always feeling that Zhao Fusheng was fooling herself, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Fan Baobao said helplessly.

"By the way, you're on the crew, you don't have any role, right?" Zhao Fusheng thought for a while and asked Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao's role was designed by him, even if Jiang Wen let her play tricks on his face, the scene seemed to be almost over.

Sure enough, Fan Baobao nodded: "Well, today is the last day, and we have finished filming, and Mr. Jiang said that we don't need to go over for the time being." ”

As she spoke, she smiled slightly, covered her mouth and said, "You don't know, when he said this today, he was reluctant." ”

Obviously, the object of Jiang Wen's reluctance can only be Zhou Yun alone.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly, with Fan Baobao and their group of girlfriends here, Comrade Jiang Wen's pursuit of Zhou Yun's path is destined to be full of hardships.

"Alright, you can read the information. Fan Baobao said to Zhao Fusheng. She also knows that business is important and she can't disturb her boyfriend's work.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and continued to look at the information.

The public service advertisements requested by CCTV this time are mainly aimed at promoting filial piety to parents and elders, in Zhao Fusheng's view, such public service advertisements are actually just a propaganda function many times, if it is really useful, there will not be so many crimes.

But in any case, since there are requirements above, just do it yourself.

Recalling a few public service advertisements he had seen before, Zhao Fusheng leaned down and began to write a plan.

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Advertising planning is not as easy as people think, many people think that advertising planning is to come up with an idea, and then put it into action.

In fact, that's simply not possible.

An advertising plan, from the idea being proposed to the implementation of the plan, requires a rather complex process.

To put it simply, a business plan is attractive to the selling point and the profit point, the former is a reason to attract customers to buy, and the latter is a reason to make money.

Of course, if it is not a commercial plan, but a public service advertisement planning like Zhao Fusheng's current one, it is relatively simple. It is enough to find out the points that can infect the audience.

Fortunately, Zhao Fusheng was exposed to too many such public service advertisements in his previous life, which was enough for him to choose three that met the requirements.

Sometimes a thing may be a great difficulty for ordinary people, but for successful people, it is as simple as eating and drinking. That's what it means to be a good person.

"Haven't you finished writing yet?"

I don't know how long time has passed, Fan Baobao came over and saw Zhao Fusheng sitting there still still writing, and couldn't help asking.

Zhao Fusheng raised his head and showed a smile: "It's okay, I'm almost done, if you're sleepy, go to sleep first." ”

"It's okay, I'll accompany you. ”

Fan Baobao shook his head, smiled, took a copy of "On the Self-cultivation of Actors", and sat there with Zhao Fusheng.

The advertising planning written by Zhao Fusheng is directly copied from the public service advertisements he has seen in his previous life, and in his opinion, there is nothing wrong with this, and there is no need to worry about ratings.

A classic is a classic, and a good thing is a good thing.

It's like some movies, even in the past few decades, are still good movies in people's hearts, and there are still people who are willing to buy tickets for these movies to go to the cinema.

There are very few places in the country, like Hollywood, where every year there are old movies that release Blu-ray versions, commemorative versions, director's cuts and the like to earn fans' money, and the income is very stable, no less than some new movies.

Even in China, more than ten years later, when the Internet became popular, those old movies in the 80s and 90s still dominate many film and television channels, video websites and even the non-genuine video disc market, attracting the attention of countless audiences.

So Zhao Fusheng is not worried at all, his advertising plans will be liked by no one.

Until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhao Fusheng finally finished writing the first plan, straightened up, and let out a sigh.

"You're done?"

Fan Baobao, who was leaning on the sofa and reading a book, raised his head, saw Zhao Fusheng's appearance, and asked in surprise.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded: "You're tired too, aren't you?"

I am writing here, in order not to disturb myself, but also to accompany myself, Fan Baobao has been carefully reading the book there, trying not to make any sound, and it is really hard.

"It's okay, let's rest. Fan Baobao said softly to Zhao Fusheng: "Do you need me to make you some supper?"

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, she was suddenly such a good wife and mother, which really surprised Zhao Fusheng, and hesitated: "That, is it okay?"

"Absolutely. Fan Baobao smiled slightly, with a graceful and generous face: "As your lover, taking care of you is something I should do." ”

Blinking his eyes, Zhao Fusheng felt that his girlfriend might have fallen into evil.

What are you kidding, when has Fan Baobao been so gentle, or rather, the word gentle, every stroke and Fan Baobao don't match it.

"That, when is your birthday?" Zhao Fusheng suddenly asked Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao was stunned, and looked at Zhao Fusheng inexplicably: "What are you talking about, weird." ”

Zhao Fusheng smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's nothing, it's nothing." ”

He couldn't tell Fan Baobao that he was thinking about it just now.

Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng suspiciously, and the woman's intuition told her that this guy must have thought of something bad just now.

"Do you want to eat or not?" asked a woman who made a roar of a lion in Hedong.

"Eat, eat, eat. Zhao Fusheng hurriedly nodded in agreement, as if he was afraid that someone would transform in the next second.