For two or three days after the script was completed, Su An was in a state of emptiness.

There was no way, it was too 'burning' before, and his body faintly showed signs of not being able to support it.

He didn't want to one day, suddenly there was a news report that 'in a rental house, a man died because he worked too hard'.

The question of money, the night after the phone call, was already called by my mother.

Well, it's not 5 million, it's 6 million.

According to my mother's words, the extra one million is the 'pocket money'.

Pocket money a million...

Well, Su An could only accept it with tears.

I think it's 5 million anyway, so a little more...

It's not a big deal.

"Now it's time to start forming the main creative team..."

When his body was almost recovered, Su An immediately prepared for the next thing.

One person definitely can't make a TV series.

If you don't talk about things like photography, lighting, makeup, props, etc., it's hard to get busy just talking about a director.

Xianyi is a big drama with nearly ten people with only the protagonist and main supporting roles, and if he is the only director, he has no temper just because of the casting.

So, at least one assistant director, one casting director is needed.

Although Su An graduated from the Beijing Film Directing Department, he was still very weak in terms of contacts just a year after graduation.

There was only one result for him to be anxious to find an assistant director and a casting director: all the recruits were not up to the same level.

But fortunately, although the network is weak, there are still some people in the end.

He finally hit his teacher with his idea-

Vice President of Beiying, Mr. Zhang Guohua.

......

Mr. Zhang Guohua is close to the age of six, in good spirits, and is well-known for his kindness in the circle, especially he likes to promote his juniors, which is even more respectful and loved.

The old gentleman was born as a photographer, and later transformed into a director, and has made several TV series and movies that have received enthusiastic responses.

He is a director who came from the heyday of martial arts movies, so he has an extraordinary affection for martial arts movies.

So when the later martial arts movies were lonely and it was difficult to cause a trend, he decisively stopped filming and began to engage in film and television education.

In fact, it is said to be decisive, but the real situation is helpless:

He doesn't see the future of martial arts.

I feel that I can't change this situation, so instead of wasting time and doing useless work, it is better to spend my limited time and energy on cultivating talents.

He did it, and under his teaching, many elites appeared one after another and achieved a lot of success.

One person in particular is known as 'one of the leading figures of the sixth generation of directors'.

The old gentleman was very impressed with Su An, because this was the hardest student he had ever seen since he engaged in the education industry.

But

"It's a pity..."

He had made such an exclamation countless times after Su An asked for advice and left.

The more students you teach, the more you know which ones are geniuses and which ones are mediocre.

In his opinion, Su An is naturally not a mediocre talent, but he is far from a genius.

The key is that he can also see that although the child doesn't say it, his heart is high.

This time he suddenly received a call, and he was happy and a little distressed at the same time.

For more than a year, this child must have suffered a lot outside.

Alas!

......

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Guohua, who was sitting in the living room and waiting, finally heard the doorbell ring.

Hurriedly walked over, and sure enough, what I saw was that familiar smiling face.

"Teacher, I'm here, long time no see. ”

Su An held fruit milk in one hand and the script in the other, and first bowed to the old man in front of him.

For this old man, he was full of gratitude.

In the past few years of studying Jingying, the old man has taught himself without the slightest reservation, and has never shown a trace of boredom.

For him, this is the person he cares about the most besides his parents.

Zhang Guohua said with a little reproach: "Come on, what else do you bring!" It's not easy for you to be outside now, if you have money, add more nutrition to yourself, how much weight have you lost here?"

The teacher's words were like a trickle, warming the heart.

Su An didn't speak, just entered the door with a smile and put the things in the corner.

The two sat down, and the old gentleman asked about Su An's current situation, and Su An picked up the good ones and said.

"Okay, you said on the phone that you wrote a script and want me to help check it, bring it. ”

The old gentleman treated Su An exactly like his nephew, without the slightest politeness, and directly stretched out his hand.

"Here, you can help me take a look and see if there is anything that needs to be changed. ”

After Su An handed over the script, he looked at his nose, nose, mouth, mouth, and heart, and fell into a state of nothingness and selflessness.

It's not that he underestimates the teacher, but now the script has reached a very high level, not that it can't be changed anymore, but every point of revision needs to be carefully scrutinized.

There may still be more or less problems with the original version of the script, but there is absolutely no version of his own modification now, such as the final plot Li Xiaoyao who was criticized by the audience, and he replaced it in a proper way.

So, he is absolutely confident in his confidence.

But he can't say, 'Teacher, my script is very good, you can help me find a few assistant directors...', he can only ask for advice.

The old gentleman really went with a sense of advice.

But just by looking at the first page, the gentle smile that had been hanging on his face had faded.

He looked very slowly, very carefully.

It's so slow that it takes a long time to turn a page.

Down to every line and every word, he would read it over and over again.

Su An, who had been glancing at the teacher with his spare eyes, was suddenly surprised to find that at some point, the teacher's slightly rickety back was actually straightened!

It's a signal!

Su An, who knows his teacher, knows that the teacher is now reading his script with a very serious attitude!

This realization naturally made him happy, and if the teacher remained unmoved, he would be anxious.

The old gentleman was fascinated, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that more than half an hour had passed!

"This script... Did you really write it?" the old gentleman put down the script slightly and looked at Su An with some incredulity.

It's not that they don't believe it, but it's the instinctive doubts of normal people about the sudden change of things.

Su An didn't have the slightest feeling of displeasure, nodded with a smile and said, "It's true that I wrote it... Alone. ”

Alone, he deliberately accentuated his voice slightly.

The old gentleman suddenly let out an inexplicable exclamation.

It's like emotion, and it's like relief, there are too many emotions in it, and Su An can't tell them all for a while.

"I haven't finished the script yet, but there's no doubt that it's a good ... No, it's not just good, it's definitely one of the best of all the scripts I've seen over the years!"

This evaluation is very high, God knows how many tens of thousands of scripts the old gentleman has read in the past few decades?

"How many years... I didn't expect to see such an excellent martial arts script, and I was very pleased. ”

The old gentleman looked at Su An's eyes full of appreciation.

But something happened to him that puzzled him-

Under his gaze, Su An, who had been smiling faintly at him, slowly shook his head.

Then he said in a calm but extremely firm tone:

"This is not martial arts,"

"It's Xianxia!"