"Director Fan, Director Hong, let me tell you a secret, in fact, writing songs is my side job, and I didn't plan to develop in the music industry at the beginning. Wang Xia chatted with Fan Qiang and Hong Xiang while typing, but Fan Qiang looked at him coldly.

Go to the special side hustle, deputy uncle, Fan Qiang has never seen such a brazen person, this is Chi Guoguo's pretend 13, I also said that being a director is also his sideline, and the national leader also said that being a leader is also a sideline, and pretending to be 13 is not like this.

"Oh, and what is your main business? The corners of Hong Xiang's mouth twitched and asked Wang Xia, at this moment he felt that Wang Xia was too badly beaten.

"To tell you the truth, I'm an online writer, my main business is to write novels, and now I'm writing books on the website. Wang Xia didn't have his hands idle when he answered, he crackled on the keyboard, he was doing two things, writing scripts while talking.

Hehe, Fan Qiang sneered in his heart, the current Internet is a writer who is a person, and 99% of them are dead on the street, and there are only a few truly successful writers.

"Oh, what novels have you written, tell me about it. Hong Xiang is a little curious, looking at Wang Xia doesn't look like a lie, is it really an Internet writer.

"So far, I'm still writing the first one, and I'm also writing a Xianxia novel, called Zhuxian Qingyunzhi, Director Hong, you can search for it on the Internet. Wang Xia said that he was bored when he saw the two directors waiting for him to write the script, so he chatted with them.

Fan Qiang immediately sneered, he is still writing the first book, if your main business is to write novels, why didn't you starve to death.

Hong Xiang took out his mobile phone and searched for the book Zhuxian Qingyunzhi on the Internet, and he really found it out, and he was a little surprised, "Yes, your book has more than 100 million hits, and its popularity is quite good." ”

Fan Qiang was also a little surprised when he heard Hong Xiang's words, he is a director, a director who specializes in making TV series, and he usually remakes the more famous online novels on the Internet, so he naturally knows what kind of concept it is to have more than 100 million hits, it is definitely a masterpiece, but he didn't expect Wang Xia's first book to be a god, he was naturally a little surprised.

"It's so-so, barely up to the demands of my heart. Wang Xia said casually, he was telling the truth, Zhu Xian also belongs to a god on the earth, and it is absolutely intolerable if he is not a god in this world, and this book is not finished, there is still room for improvement.

It's just that Wang Xia's words fell into the ears of others and pretended to be 13 again, which is really strong, "Writing a novel is writing a novel, writing a script is writing a script, the two can't be mixed, and a good novel doesn't mean that you can write a good script." Fan Qiang said coldly, novels and scripts are completely different things, Wang Xia thinks that he can write a good script if he writes a good novel, he is going to laugh to death.

Hearing Fan Qiang's words, Wang Xia shook his head with a smile, this situation is relatively impossible for others, but it is completely untenable for him, he doesn't need to create, just copy it, but this matter can't be explained, and when the script comes out, Fan Qiang knows that what he said is true.

Thanks to Wang Xia's typing speed is very fast, it is still possible to type tens of thousands of words in an hour, Fan Qiang and Hong Xiang stayed for a meal, and the freshly baked Xianyi script appeared in front of them at three o'clock in the afternoon.

"That's good?" Hong Xiang asked Wang Xia in surprise, this speed is too fast, are you sure you are writing a script instead of writing a Martian text?

Fan Qiang's indifferent face flashed with a hint of disdain, can it be considered a script after writing it so quickly, even a garbage script cannot be written in just a few hours, and a good script is calculated in years, you must know that his new script took two years to complete.

"No matter what I say, it's not as good as seeing it with my own eyes, Director Hong and Director Fan will know if they take a look. Wang Xia said with a smile.

Hong Xiang took the laptop and looked at Fan Qiang, Fan Qiang glanced at it casually and only knew what it was, but it was these glances that caught his attention.

Fan Qiang's face slowly turned into surprise from the initial disdain, and in the end he was shocked, originally he stayed to see the joke, Wang Xia's arrogance and ignorance caused him to be angry, but things don't seem to be like this, Wang Xia wrote this book of Sword and Fairy The story began to lay the foreshadowing, and the more you see the plot later, the more exciting it is.

Although Hong Xiang is not a professional filmmaker of film and television works, he is also a famous director, and he can also see the quality of a script, the Xianxia script written by Wang Xia is enough to be called good, if compared with Fan Qiang's script, it seems, it seems that the Legend of Sword and Fairy is indeed better.

After a long time, Fan Qiang looked away and looked at Wang Xia with a complicated gaze, this young man is really a little different, he thought he was an arrogant and ignorant person, but he turned out to have real skills, and the script he wrote in a few hours was better than the script he wrote in two years, this talent, is it still a person.

"Director Fan, I didn't lie to you, my script is indeed slightly better than your script. Wang Xia said in a good mood.

Although Fan Qiang admitted in his heart that Wang Xia's script was better than him, but Wang Xia was too bad, although your script was good, but in front of a senior and a big director, was it okay to be so embarrassed, so Fan Qiang's face that had just eased down became indifferent again.

Hong Xiang was a little speechless when he saw this, Wang Xia's emotional intelligence seemed to be a little anxious, why didn't you see it before, you are going to offend Fan Qiang to the death.

Wang Xia didn't slow down at all, "Director Fan, do you think it will be more popular to make my script into a TV series." ”

Fan Qiang resisted the urge to slap Wang Xia to death, and said through a bit of gritted teeth: "What the hell are you going to say, don't beat around the bush for me." ”

"I don't know if Director Fan is interested in my script, if so, I'll sell it to you, and maybe it's even more popular to shoot my Legend of Sword and Fairy. Wang Xia said that he was reluctant to put Xianyi's song on other film and television dramas, so he thought about selling Xianyi's script to Fan Qiang, so that he could write the song at the same time.

In the previous life, the earth immortals could be on fire, not to mention this world, it was completely a pair of kings, which was enough to create a prosperous era of immortals.

Fan Qiang was stunned when he heard this, what did Wang Xia say just now? He said that he wanted to sell him the script of the Legend of Sword and Fairy? After doing it for so long, he wanted to sell the script? At this moment, Fan Qiang was ridiculous and happy at the same time, if he really made the Legend of Sword and Fairy into a TV series, it would be a big hit.

Now Fan Qiang no longer blames Wang Xia for his arrogance, just be crazy, anyway, he has this ability to be crazy, for a director, it is a long-cherished wish in his heart to be able to make a shocking drama.

Hong Xiang was also a little surprised when he heard Wang Xia's words, it turned out that Wang Xia was so crazy to sell scripts, but this time he came to write songs for him, and he decided to believe that selling scripts must be Wang Xia's temporary decision, what kind of moth is this, selling songs has become selling scripts, you Wang Xia is a musician, and you are not a screenwriter. Oh no, I forgot that Wang Xia said that making music is his side job, and writing books is his main business, so selling scripts is the right thing for Wang Xia?

"Are you sure this script is going to be sold to me?" Fan Qiang asked Wang Xia with some disbelief, he was afraid that Wang Xia was joking.