The capital of the Huaxia Kingdom, in a tall building in Yanjing City.

Wu Xiang sat in a luxurious office in a regular manner, opposite his old friend and boss Gao who bought his manuscript, this guy was looking down at his manuscript, but he didn't take it very seriously, and soon Boss Gao raised his head and spoke.

"Xiangzi, can't you add some good material to this book?"

Wu Xiang understood Boss Gao's requirements, but he really couldn't write them, "I said Brother Gao, don't you think it's very thunderous to tear devils or something? That thing is too, right?"

"Do you care if you talk nonsense?

"That kind of plot has been complained about countless times, and I really don't have that face. ”

"You, you, wouldn't it be nice to have money to make? What kind of plot do you care about whether the plot is reasonable or not? Do you still sympathize with the little devil?

"Brother Gao, don't you know who I am? The little devil's gang of deflated calves, let's just talk about the crew who came back last year, you can shoot well, you have to add a filter in front of the camera, I'm really their uncle!" Wu Xiang must express a solemn attitude towards this kind of thing.

Boss Gao actually just wanted Wu Xiang to add something to cater to the tastes of ordinary audiences, so he said again: "Last time, the director changed it himself, you see that others have changed, you don't care about scolding or not, the attention and ratings are all up, you kid can't follow the trend?"

Wu Xiang is helpless, "The director changed my things by himself, I didn't scold him, even if he had self-cultivation, I still complied? Brother Gao, that guy didn't even know how to design shots, if I hadn't helped at that time, the camera teacher would have to pick a pick." ”

"Okay, can you endure it? As soon as you intervene, the director was so angry that he almost promised to give Huang the sponsorship of Hao Lu, you kid can't let me save a little heart? Let's just say that your draft this time lacks novelty. "Boss Gao has a bit of a headache.

"What? There is still a lack of novelty? I am writing about the monk resisting Japan this time, this is kung fu, I am ready, what Donkey Kong palm, crazy wand method, Dharma sword method, are all according to your requirements, seek innovation and change. Wu Xiang felt that he was a little wronged. "Could it be that I still write about nuns?"

"You, you're really unenlightened, don't talk about monks, the nuns have already been filmed!" Boss Gao's words were like a slap in the face.

"Huh?" Wu Xiang was depressed, and he said in his heart: "Who the is this so undisciplined!"

"I told you before to ask for something new, let's do this, don't think about it, you can write everything you can write, you can think about special professions or something. Boss Gao also gave Wu Xiang a hint.

"That's right. When Wu Xiang heard this, he was thinking in his heart, people even photographed nuns, so he wrote, "Do I write about the Republic of China stumbling women?"

But I didn't expect Boss Gao to immediately say: "Don't, don't, everyone else has filmed, have you forgotten?"

"That's right!" Wu Xiang was secretly ruthless, why didn't he think about it.

"Where's the doctor?"

"No, you can only assist, it's refreshing to choose such a profession without charging ahead!"

"Pickpockets?"

"No, there's no leadership, there's no sense of substitution. ”

"That ......"

Wu Xiang said a lot of professions in a row, and the high boss of the family gave it a no, but after the end, Wu Xiang still came up with a profession that no one seemed to have written, and this profession still has a bit of a martial arts style, "Beggars! Let's write about the beggar gang, this is good." ”

"Well, that seems good. Boss Gao also agreed a little when he heard this, but immediately he said something that almost made Wu Xiang vomit blood, "But why do I think that this beggar gang seems to be a bit similar to Balu?

Wu Xiang was sweating profusely when he heard this, this is not good?

"How's the aliens?"

But as a result, Boss Gao was immediately unhappy, and said angrily: "Do I still have to let him have the surname 'Du'?!"

Wu Xiang was sweating down at that time, and the drama is not so easy to make up these years......

After talking for a long time, the two sides couldn't reach an agreement for the time being, Wu Xiang had to go back and think about it again, there was no way, after all, they were the capitalists.

Unexpectedly, when he came to an intersection, there was a squeak, and Wu Xiang fell in a pool of blood......

http://www.biquge.info

Starting Point Chinese www.biquge.info welcome the majority of book friends to come and read, the latest, fastest, and most popular serialized works are all original at the starting point!