The idea of revising the script has been determined, but it is still up to Yang Yang to actually implement it. Zhang Bai said as soon as possible, Yang Yang could only keep going.

Just when Yang Yang was hiding in the room and changing the script in the dark, the follow-up to the just-concluded Chinese Golden Melody Awards ceremony finally began to ferment.

The Chinese Golden Melody Award was broadcast live by CCTV Music Television, and then rebroadcast by many satellite TVs, which is enough to prove its recognition and authority in the hearts of the public.

Entertainment news and music weekly newspapers have covered the event. Among them, Yang Yang, who unexpectedly won the "Best Pop Single of the Year Award" and "overwhelmed the stars" on the red carpet of the entrance, also showed his face a little among many music celebrities.

Many people were surprised to find out, yo, it turns out that he sang that song, why is this singer so young and strangely good-looking.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of this Golden Melody Awards, Yang Yang was a familiar face in front of the public, and his popularity rose gradually. His photos and videos at the award ceremony were vigorously sought after by two female groups, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl and a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old female white-collar worker, and many people became a member of the "wool" with all their hearts.

When Yan Xiude found Yang Yang with this good news, he found that he was hiding in the room with a tired face and fiddling with the computer, and he also had an ashtray full of cigarette butts at hand.

"Yang Yang!" Yan Xiude's face changed instantly, "Do you want to ruin your throat?"

"Brother Yan, don't be angry, I'll do it once. Yang Yang felt a little ashamed in his heart, and didn't dare to look at Yan Xiude's eyes. He didn't want to smoke that much, but when the script really started to change, he realized how bad it felt to rack his brains and scratch his scalp.

This time, there was no original novel for him to copy, it was all written by him Yang Yang himself.

Without smoke, Yang Yang couldn't hold back a word.

Yan Xiude pulled the notebook to him and looked at it twice, his face turned blue with anger.

It turns out that smoking is just to write a script, and what I told him before was taken as a deaf ear.

Yang Yang saw that Yan Xiude's face was wrong, and quickly explained: "Zhang Bai wants to shoot my script, and he wants me to be the male number one." ”

The name Zhang Bai made Yan Xiude hesitate slightly, and then when he saw Yang Yang's eyes that were as red as rabbits, his heart finally softened.

"Anyway, don't let me see you smoking again next time. ”

Yan Xiude spoke, and his tone didn't know how much he was relieved.

"I assure you, Brother Yan. Yang Yang nodded hurriedly. I promise you won't be seen again next time you smoke.

"Hmm. Yan Xiude nodded, sat down beside Yang Yang, and said, "You won the Golden Melody Award this time, and your popularity has increased a lot. There are several programs that send invitations over, I'll help you sift through them, and you can take a look at the remaining few. ”

Yang Yang stretched out his hand to take the information handed over by Yan Xiude, and at first glance, they were all entertainment variety shows, and it was also very good to go up and pull the popularity, he roughly flipped through it, and picked out the most familiar one, "That's it." ”

Yan Xiude glanced down and frowned: "Only one? Actually, these programs are all good, and the ratings are quite high." ”

Yang Yang spread his hands with a wry smile: "There are still a few episodes of "The Legend of Xu Shaolian" before it can be completed, and I may have to cooperate with the publicity at that time." And .."

Yang Yang looked back at his notebook, "Zhang Bai's drama is about to start, and when I saw Sister Xu yesterday, she urged me to think about the new album." With so many things, I can't keep myself busy even if I know how to do it. ”

Yan Xiude also felt that it was indeed embarrassing for him when he heard this, so he stopped persuading and put away the information at hand.

"Oh yes, there's one more thing. Yan Xiude suddenly remembered, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, fiddled with it twice, and handed it to Yang Yang, "The number of followers of your bib has exceeded six million yesterday, I will bring the account password over, and you will take care of it yourself in the future." Remember to post news frequently and interact with fans more, you are just starting out, and it is important to maintain this group of fans. ”

Yang Yang could only nod his head, he was a mobile phone party in his previous life, and there were some things that Yan Xiude didn't say, and he understood them.

"Okay, then I won't bother you, hurry up and rest, the body still comes first. Yan Xiude stood up and kept instructing Yang Yang, and when he reached the door, he turned around and pointed to the ashtray on the table, emphasizing again: "Also, don't smoke again." ”

The room with the thick curtains was once again darkened, and Yang Yang stared at the glowing computer screen, patted his cheek vigorously, and continued to devote himself to the script that had not yet been "completed".

...

Seeing the royal honor team of Haohao soup disappear in the smoke and dust, Deng Shao retracted his gaze, and Sun Rong beside him said softly: "Shaolian, where are we going next?"

Deng Shao gently grabbed Sun Rong's hand, his face was full of tenderness, "Let's find a small village, open a private school, and have a bunch of big fat boys." Do you think it's okay?"

Sun Rong's pretty face was dyed with a red glow, her head drooped slightly, and she replied in a low voice: "I listen to you." ”

Deng Shao laughed, embraced the beauty, and was extremely happy.

Soon he turned his head to look at Yang Yang on the side and asked, "Feihong, we have retired, where are you going to go?"

Yang Yang sat on the horse, holding a long sword in his hand, and lightly spit out two words: "Jianghu." ”

"Then I'll go to the rivers and lakes too. Before Deng Shao could speak, Chu Mengyao couldn't wait to pick up. A pair of wonderful eyes stared closely at the young man in the dark clothes on horseback, where could there be room for anything else.

"Driving~" Yang Yang suddenly raised his whip and swept the horse into the dust.

Chu Mengyao was so anxious that she shouted: "Zhan Feihong, don't you want to run." I'm all with you at the ends of the earth. ”

"cut!" Wu Zheng shouted the last cut, and immediately someone took out the champagne that had been prepared and opened it with a "bang", and shouted loudly: "The Legend of Xu Shaolian is officially completed!"

The entire crew cheered, and hundreds of people sweated for four months in exchange for the arrival of this day. Next, everyone can get paid and give themselves a good vacation, and the rest has nothing to do with them, the editor is the hard worker.

"In the evening, everyone had a meal together, and it was very lively. ”

"Long live the director!"

Wu Zheng, who has always been unsmiling, couldn't help but smile.

Everyone packed up the equipment and props together, loaded them into the car, and then happily lined up to go to the finance to receive their salaries. Yang Yang and they don't have a share, and their remuneration will not be settled until the whole drama is edited.

However, Wu Zheng wrapped a big red envelope for the leading actors.

I have to mention the salary here, although Yang Yang is the second male, his single episode salary is actually the lowest, only 80,000 episodes, even Chu Mengyao is higher than him, not to mention Deng Shao and Sun Rong's hundreds of thousands.

Yang Yang didn't care, he was originally a newcomer, and his first play was very flat.

It's Wu Yi, who has helped the crew for a few months, with a salary and salary, and even the red envelope has not fallen, so happy that he can't even close his mouth.

Yang Yang couldn't help but tease him when he saw his silly appearance: "It's rare to be so happy today, and I'll go drinking again at night." ”

Unexpectedly, Wu Yi scratched his head, quietly leaned over and said, "Then don't let Uncle Mao see it, otherwise he will have to scold me to death." ”