Turning the first page of the script, the concise text appeared in Yi Shuihan's field of vision.

"The second floor of the bookstore is a tea room.

On this day, a few middle-aged men dressed as Sven suddenly came. Around fifty years old, unscrupulous in words and laughter, great movement, like entering no one's land, quite magnificent.

After the leader sat down, he began to talk about writing. He spoke like a pastor preaching, as if everything was true.

When it comes to the names of well-known writers, he does not bring his surname, and often calls Han Wenwen "Lao Han" and Mr. Guo "Little Four", which makes the four around him awe-inspired.

He said: Today's young writers are not good, they have not suffered at all, they have not experienced anything, how can they write good articles. Next, he talked about his deeds of going to the countryside to plant rice and sell blood for money, as if only such an experience is called experience, and the hardships they have endured are called bitterness.

Most of them nodded yes, only Arwen was noncommittal.

Arwen's full name is Zhao Jiewen, which means honest and outstanding, and he is the youngest of this group of writers at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve.

Regarding this brother's statement, Zhao Jiewen disagreed.

There is a kind of worship of "suffering" in their speech, as if this is also the capital to gain the power of discourse.

Therefore, they habitually possess "suffering" and think that their own experience is suffering. And what is the experience of others, the next generation, at most it is only a little bumpy.

In the face of their "suffering" and "experience", others can only shut up. "Suffering" becomes a hegemony and thus derives a value judgment.

But in fact, no one has the right to represent or judge others. You only have the power to represent yourself, and you can only represent yourself.

Zhao Jiewen didn't refute it, and he was powerless to refute it.

Because in this group of people, he is a junior, a "young writer" who belongs to their mouths.

Moreover, in terms of fame and qualifications, he is far from this group of writers.

What's even more sad is that his most recent work is already "Goodbye, Youth", which was released in three years.

In other words, he was already an outdated writer, and his talent was exhausted, and he could no longer write anything like that.

"Xiaowen, when will the new work come out?" Faced with inquiries from other writers, he could only smile awkwardly: "It's almost ......."

Because he couldn't earn money as a writer, in order to support his family, he had to go to the construction site every day to do the work of moving bricks and miscellaneous work.

On the way home from work that day, Zhao Jiewen passed by a bookstall and saw that his works from three years ago were sold at an extremely low price, not to mention how uncomfortable he was.

He simply bought this set of books, and after carefully cutting off the tape with scissors, a diary fell at the end of the book.

Zhao Jiewen was also very curious about what was going on, and flipped through it in confusion.

The last page is handwritten and dated today: August 31.

Flipping forward, there is a diary on every page, and the same line is written: Nothing good happened today.

Zhao Jiewen, who was depressed, also wrote with a pen: Me too.

At this time, something shocking happened, someone actually wrote on the paper!

Below Zhao Jiewen's handwriting, a line appeared out of thin air: "Don't scribble on other people's diaries!"

……”

The pen is sharp and concise, the background is extremely profound, and the control of the plot can be said to be easy!

This is the thought in Yi Shuihan's heart at this time.

The brilliance of this script simply exceeded his expectations.

Whether it is the structure of the scene or the ingenuity of the plot, the sense of delicacy and picture is vivid.

Looking at such concise words, Yi Shuihan unconsciously appeared in his mind.

The more Yi Shuihan looked, the more fascinated he became, and the more he watched, the more wonderful he felt.

Such a script would never have been written without decades of skill.

Now he's picked up a treasure.

If this TV series is filmed, it will definitely be a low-budget warm boutique movie.

The box office is easy and cold and can't guarantee it, but there is absolutely no problem with word of mouth.

For Yi Shuihan, there is absolutely no problem with such a script to test the waters!

What's more critical is not this script, but Lu Cheng!

What is Yi Shuihan's greatest wealth? It is definitely the countless classic movies and TV series in his mind!

But it is never so easy to replicate these TV series perfectly.

He had to recall bit by bit, and then spend a lot of time and energy writing these works.

Just like the script of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy", Yi Shuihan spent at least two months writing and revising the script!

This will undoubtedly delay a lot of time, but it is not easy to leave it to others to write, not to mention how to improve it, but to present what Yi Shuihan conveyed.

And Lu Cheng just meets the standard of Yi Shui Han!

First of all, Lu Cheng is not a well-known screenwriter, and if he were a well-known screenwriter, he would never be willing to become a gunman under the studio.

Second, Lu Cheng's writing is enough to support the scripts that Yi Shuihan described and wanted to present.

Third, with Lu Cheng's talent and the whimsy shown in this drama, he can improve the script to a great extent!

As long as Lu Cheng is signed, Yi Shuihan can tell him his thoughts and overview about each TV series, let him fill in and improve it on the main line, and then hand it over to Yi Shuihan to review and direct.

That way, what would have taken months to complete can be done in a week or two.

This is the reason why Yi Shuihan is optimistic about Lu Cheng, and the next question he has to face is whether Lu Cheng is willing to become an artist signed by his studio!

While continuing to read the script, I thought about the wording to see how to convince the other party.

Time passed imperceptibly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already past five o'clock in the evening.

It's getting closer and closer to the end of work, but the little girl at the front desk is a little panicked.

The middle-aged man had been in for too long in the afternoon, and it had been more than three hours now.

It's not that she's cranky, it's just that the middle-aged man has been in for too long.

What needs to be talked about for hours?

And when she pretended to pass by, there was no movement in the office.

This...... Nothing will happen to the boss, right?

The middle-aged man was brought in by her, and when something really happened, she had an unshirkable responsibility.

The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became, but she couldn't tell anyone else.

The little girl at the front desk looked at the time, there were still more than ten minutes before she got off work, she gritted her teeth and dialed the phone number of Yi Shuihan's office.

"What's the matter, Xiaoyu?" the phone was connected, and the voice from the other end made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"That ......" After confirming that Yi Shuihan was fine, Xiao Yu had to think about how to get this call back, "That, boss, I have something at home, I want to get off work ten minutes early......"

"What's going on at home, it doesn't matter, you go back first, be careful on the road, call me if there's something." Yi Shuihan's words warmed her heart.

She was just a small staff member in the studio, and Yi Shuihan actually cared so much, which really touched her a little.

"Nothing, I can handle it, then...... Then I'll go first......"

Yi Shuihan put down the phone and the script in his hand.

Lu Cheng, who had been sitting hard for three hours without the slightest movement, tightened his heart, and his face showed a look of nervousness and concern.

Now it's time to get down to business.

Can this script be approved by Yi Shuihan......

(End of chapter)