After the copyright is registered, Liu Pian doesn't have to worry about others eating black and getting rid of his script. In today's China, the right of patent protection is very strong.

However, how to sell the script, Liu Pian couldn't find a clue for a while. He doesn't know anything about it now, and he doesn't know any directors and producers to contact.

Even if he gets in touch, people probably won't look down on a rookie screenwriter like him.

"Why don't you submit articles directly to those production companies?" Liu Pian pondered for a while, but still made a decision.

In the mainland of China, there are countless production companies, but Liu Pian did not consider the mainland, but directly screened several Xiangjiang film production companies.

After all, the story of "Dark War" takes place in Xiangjiang, and it is estimated that people will not shoot it if it is invested in a mainland company.

"Golden River Imaging Group... Dongze Film Co., Ltd. Southern Entertainment Co., Ltd.... Donghuang Group..."

found some information about Xiangjiang Productions from the Internet, and Liu Pian didn't know who to choose, so in the end, each company simply sent an email out.

Anyway, I haven't signed a contract yet, so pick a few more to avoid hanging in a company. Liu Pian knew that he was completely a newcomer and didn't get attention at all, so now he cast a wide net first, and it was up to him who could contact him first in the end.

If there is no company that takes a fancy to "Dark War", then Liu Pian can only consider himself unlucky. Anyway, after watching the finished film, I feel very good, and I should be able to sell it in the end.

.....

After all this, Liu Pian opened the door and prepared to go outside to take a stroll and see where to get some deception points back. But as soon as he stepped out of the bedroom, Dad's voice came from the sofa.

"Liu Pian, come here. ”

Liu Pian was still angry in her heart, she didn't give her father a good face, she sat across the sofa with her arms crossed, and her eyes fell on the TV that was not turned on at all.

Seeing Liu Pian's indifferent face, my father sighed softly: "I discussed the art examination with your mother." ”

"Well, don't you agree, right?" Liu Pian raised her eyebrows, her face was indifferent, and she was ready for her father to nod and admit it.

"We agreed. ”

"Oh... Oh?" Liu Pian's eyes widened in disbelief, today is not April Fool's Day, is it?" Promised to let me take the art exam?"

Dad saw the surprise on Liu Pian's face that was completely different from before, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Since my son started living in school, has our generation gap been so big before I know it?

"It's okay to participate, but you have to make sure that you don't delay the cultural achievements, and you have to bring the cultural achievements to me. When the time comes, if you can't pass the art exam, you can still get a score in the cultural test of the college entrance examination, and I will entrust you to send you to a second-class university. ”

"Yay! Great!" Liu Pian exclaimed excitedly, patting her chest, "Dad, don't worry, as long as I go to the art exam, everything else is easy to say!"

Now that the registration for the provincial examination has not yet begun, Liu Pian has every chance to participate!

"What kind of art exams are you going to take, art, music, choreography, film and television performance, broadcasting and hosting, or dance?" said Dad five or six in one breath, which he had spent a lot of time understanding last night and this morning.

"Music. Liu Pian thought for a while and said. Now that I've learned my amateur singing skills, I'm no problem with the exam. But in the performance category, he was also a gangster in high school, and he was not qualified to take the exam.

"Okay. Dad seemed to have expected that Liu Pian would choose this, so he continued: "I contacted a vocal teacher for you in the morning, and you usually take the time to learn from him. Now there is still a month before the provincial exam, and it is still too late to learn something. ”

"Ah, teacher?" Liu Pian couldn't cry or laugh, his level was completely enough, what more teacher did he need.

The big liar system is my best teacher.

"Dad, I don't need this, can I? Liu Pian wanted to refuse and save some money for the family.

"No!" my father's attitude was unusually firm, "If you want to do it, you have to do your best, and it's still too late to hold on to your feet temporarily." If you're just playing the art exam as a game, then I'd rather not let you take it. ”

Liu Pian was helpless, his father's temper, he was very clear as a son, almost saying the same. This is also the reason why he used to participate in theatrical performances without telling his father.

"Okay, I'll just go learn..."

Dad's momentum rose again, and he said in a deep voice: "Give me a little serious, do you hear?" You said you want to take the art exam, and I will let you participate." Now I've given you a chance, and I hope you don't let me down!"

Disappointed?

"Hehe, if you say the cultural test, I'm not sure at all. But the art exam... Hehe, just wait for the good news from your son. Liu Pian squinted her eyes and smiled like a little fox.

Xiao Ye is a man who wants to become a big liar in entertainment, how can he be stopped by a small art exam?

Dad didn't know where his self-confidence came from, but seeing that Liu Pian's attitude towards him was much better, and that layer of mustard was gone, his heart was still full of joy.

"It's good to have confidence. Dad smiled and nodded, "This Saturday, in the afternoon, you should go and meet your teacher." ”

After speaking, his father gave Liu Pian a note with his contact information and address.

"Okay, I'll check it out in the afternoon. Liu Pian looked at the information on the note, and saw that it was written about an art examination training institution in Jiangcheng, named "Jiang Mei".

.......

After happily eating lunch with his father and father at noon, Liu Pian rushed towards Jiang Mei with his guitar on his back. Seeing his son's impatient appearance, both the father and the mother showed a relieved smile.

"Eh, why did you suddenly change your attention?" "Mom sat on the sofa and poked Dad with her elbow, "Didn't you look like you hated iron but not steel last night?"

"My son has grown up and has his own opinions, so we can't ignore his ideas in everything. Dad's smile was a little bitter, "If I reject him, he will enter an ordinary university in the future, and his college life will be the same as high school, and he will still achieve nothing in the end." Instead of this, it is better to let him try the art exam. ”

"And I have a hunch that if I stop him this time, he will hate me for half my life. ”

As he spoke, the father showed a smile that seemed to be relieved and relieved, "I don't want to have a cold war with my son for half my life, and when I get old, I don't even have a person to send him to the end." ”

"You also know~~" The old mother said angrily: "You father and son are both virtuous, both have a strong temper, and ten cows can't pull them back!"

"I'm fine, don't you look at your son, he's oily and thick-skinned. Didn't you learn that?"

"You mean, my son is to blame for becoming like this?" the mother rolled up her sleeves, and a trace of evil appeared on her face out of thin air, "Huh?

"Uh...."When my father saw his wife like this, he immediately showed a flattering look, and said with a dry smile: "Blame me, blame me...."

Mom smugly hooked the corners of her mouth: "It's almost ~~"

Dad let out a long sigh and looked sad...

.......

At half past one in the afternoon, Liu Pian came to an office building in the center of the city, and the Jiang Art Examination Training Center was on the fifth floor.

When taking the elevator upstairs, Liu Pian recognized many of Jiang Mei's students at a glance. Quite simply, some people carry a sketchpad on their backs, and some carry guitars like him.

After arriving on the fifth floor, Liu Pian found Jiang Mei's location in the building, and then dialed the contact information on the note. After a while, a middle-aged man with a little long hair walked in front of Liu Pian.

"You're Liu Pian, right?" the middle-aged man smiled, "My surname is Liu, you can call me Teacher Liu." For the next month, I'll be in charge of training your vocal music. ”

Liu Pian smiled and nodded: "Teacher Liu is good." ”

Then, Liu Cheng took Liu Pian to a small classroom. At this time, the people had not yet arrived, Liu Cheng thought about it and said to Liu Pian:

"You give me a show first, and I'll think about how to help you with surprise training. ”

Liu Pian scratched her head: "How to perform?"

Liu Cheng's eyes fell on the guitar behind Liu Pian, "Didn't you bring the guitar, you can play and sing a song by yourself." ”

"Oh, singing. Liu Pian nodded, "OK, no problem." ”

Liu Pian didn't choose "Lying", so she picked a popular song that was very popular among students, took out her guitar and sang it to Liu Cheng. With his ability to incorporate amateur singing skills, he sings with great ease.

After Liu Cheng listened, his expression was extremely strange, and there was a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

This kid, his singing skills are very good, and he is more than enough to pass the provincial exam.

At least in the vocal class he led, Liu Pian was the best he had ever sung.

"It's a good singing. Liu Cheng applauded lightly and asked, "Have you ever studied vocal music before?"

"I haven't studied it. Liu Pian shook her head.

"I don't think you sing better than some bar singers. ”

"I really haven't learned!"

Liu Cheng nodded, his eyes were even stranger, he had never learned to be so awesome, how good was he when he learned that?

[Deception is successful, gain 5 deception points]

Liu Pian was speechless, and thought silently in her heart: "System, are you sure you didn't tease me? When did I learn vocal music?"

[The amateur singing skills you draw can also be regarded as learning]

“.....”