readx;? Guo Baochang is such a shrewd person, as soon as Song Zheng entered the door, he estimated that this kid definitely didn't hold back a good fart today, and sure enough, he was going to come to work on his old man. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Uncle! I've said everything, you can give me a sentence if you can't make it!" Song Zheng took it upon himself to bring the relationship between the two people closer, not to call Guo Lao, but to call him uncle.

Guo Baochang sighed in his heart Song Zheng's cheekiness, but this "uncle", he listened to it very comfortably, after the last time the two of them chatted, he liked Song Zheng from the bottom of his heart, if it wasn't for Siqin Gaowa taking the lead, he would have decided to recognize Song Zheng as his godson, for this matter, he also complained several times with his wife Liu Gege, and now the two of them have been upgraded to uncle and nephew, which is not bad.

But the old man didn't want Song Zheng to succeed easily: "Don't! Good guy! Uncle Sheng, if I respond, my old man's old bones will not be given to you immediately! You know what the plan is!"

Song Zheng listened to it, knew that there was a door, and he didn't hide it, so he quickly shook out all his plans: "Uncle, I just want to try it to see if I can be a director, but the company doesn't believe me, so I just want to ask your veteran to come out and help me suppress the field, and I don't know the bottom of my own heart, if there is no one around me to help remind me, I'm really afraid of messing up!"

Only then did the old man understand that Song Zheng's little abacus beads were shrewd enough, not only wanting to use his banner to deal with the company, but also wanting him to work hard to help make TV series.

It's a shame that he thought this kid was honest last time, honest and shitty, this kid is sticky and hairy, and he can eat Tang Seng to get the Western Scriptures, not only will he be immortal, but he can also cultivate a golden body and fruits.

Siqin Gaowa watched Guo Baochang from the side and didn't speak, and was anxious: "Hey, I said, what do you mean!? It's not an outsider, it's a child's business, you shouldn't help it!"

Child's business!?

Why does that sound so awkward!

Guo Baochang looked back at Liu Gege and found that his daughter-in-law didn't take it to heart, so he was relieved, and turned back to Song Zheng for half a day: "Take the script first, I'll take a look!"

Song Zheng hurriedly presented the script and the storyboard script, Guo Baochang took it and glanced at the storyboard script: "Wow! It's still similar, it's a little interesting!"

When I read the script again, I was almost blind: "This t thing!? ghost-like drawing, boy! Don't go out and shout that it's my nephew, I can't afford to lose that person!"

Song Zheng was deeply ashamed, and made up his mind that after going back, he must study hard and practice hard, otherwise, he will always be complained about and can't stand it!

Guo Baochang scolded while watching, and from time to time he had to ask Song Zheng to help translate, so he finally read the beginning, and he didn't have much expectation for the bullshit that Song Zheng wrote, and he was ready to stink Song Zheng after reading it, so that this kid knew what it meant to be down-to-earth.

Originally, this kid didn't work for a long time, he just wanted to be a director, this heart is really big, if he didn't do this, this kid would be able to create a certain game tomorrow.

But after reading it, Guo Baochang felt that it was still a little interesting, so he continued to read it, and as a result, the more he looked at it, the more interesting he felt, the wise and gentle Ouyang mountains and rivers, the bold and wild four winds, and a character actually lived magically through Song Zheng's broken words.

When Guo Baochang was watching, Song Zheng had been sitting quietly next to him, and as the old man's expression became more and more serious, his heart also hung up.

"Look ~~~~~~~~"

"Sensei!" Guo Baochang said angrily, "It's a little interesting, it's a little interesting!"

There are more than 40 episodes of the script, Guo Baochang took four hours to read it, put the script down, rubbed his eyes, looked up at the watch, and it was past four o'clock.

"Daughter-in-law, what do you eat at night!?"

When Song Zheng heard this, he almost fell down, he waited here for a long time, just waiting for the old man to be able to read it after reading it, but people came to such a sentence, and the co-author didn't take the script he worked so hard to write seriously, so he was worried about eating.

Liu Gege also accompanied him all afternoon, he was already hungry, and he wanted to ask several times, but he didn't dare to disturb, what kind of character Guo Baochang was, she knew best, and when she was looking at things, she was most annoyed by others.

"You still say, the second old lady and Zhengzi have been here for so long, and you don't say to stay

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People eat!"

Guo Baochang reacted at this time, there were still others at home, patted his head, and smiled: "Hey! What do you say, keep the rice, keep the rice, the second old lady, Zhengzi, eat here today, daughter-in-law, fried noodles, make fried noodles, and then go to Yueshengzhai to buy some sauce, I will drink two cups with Zhengzi today." ”

The old man spoke, Liu Gege hurried to prepare, Siqin Gaowa didn't refuse, they are all old friends, and they often ate at Guo Baochang's house before, as for Song Zheng, it's even more fine, he is still begging the old man now.

hurriedly called Lin Xinru and told her that she would not go home for dinner, and as soon as she hung up the phone, she was pulled into the study by Guo Baochang.

The door closed, Guo Baochang put the script in front of Song Zheng: "Let's talk about it!

Song Zheng knew that the script had been approved by the old man, and said with a smile: "Uncle, how about you talk about this book first?"

Guo Baochang smashed his mouth, and then nodded vigorously: "Yes! Serious good, no those rotten things with empty heads and brains, just a bunch of living people, living things, good things, good things! What's the matter, Zhengzi, are you going to shoot this book!?"

Song Zheng hurriedly said: "Yes, uncle, I wanted to shoot it, and I also found our company's president Wang, but people didn't believe me, ~~~~~ people didn't believe me, and they were afraid that I would smash this scene." ”

When Guo Baochang heard this, he smiled: "How fresh! How long have you been in the industry, you haven't even acted in a serious play, so you want to be a director, people can believe you, that's a joke, I worked as an assistant director for seven or eight years, and I just took the opportunity to make a documentary, you kid is now thinking about stepping over in one step, how easy is it!"

Song Zheng knew that what Guo Baochang said was reasonable, the food had to be eaten one bite at a time, and the road had to be walked step by step, but he couldn't help it, there were too many good things in his head, and he couldn't drum them all out in one day, it really made him hold back, he had to be crazy.

"Uncle, didn't I come to beg you?"

Guo Baochang waved his hand, stopped Song Zheng's words, and said: "Don't mention asking for words, you call me uncle, if you ask again, it will be a foreign way, let's say so, you kid, I like it, straight temperament, I have a good temper, if you really have this mind, whether I am an elder or a senior, I am willing to help, but you also know that I am now working on the script of the thirty-two episodes behind "The Gate of the Mansion", which is really ~~~~~~"

Guo Baochang said, with a tired face, since he started to get the script of the last thirty-two episodes of "Mansion Gate", the old man has not been happy, when the first part of "Mansion Gate" was broadcast, the script of the next thirty-two episodes was ready, but it was sent back when it was sent, and after revision, it was sent up again, and it was called back.

Why?

It is said that with Guo Baochang's status in the domestic film and television circle, and the results of the first part of "Mansion Gate", it is not easy to pass the trial, but this is not the case.

In the domestic film and television industry, no matter who you are, no matter how capable you are, no matter how big your share, as long as the script touches the sensitive nerves of some people, you will be killed.

The script sent by Guo Baochang was because the part of the script after liberation was too real to pass.

Guo Baochang said simply, in addition to sighing, Song Zheng has no tricks, who will let the right to speak be in the hands of others.

"Uncle! Don't take it to heart, in this life, whose neck is not bent! "The Gate of the Mansion" is your life, I know, if you don't take it all out, you are not happy, in this case, we will not be more serious! Since they can't see a good book, just follow them, okay, let's keep it ourselves, and we won't give it to you if you want to see it in the future!"

When Guo Baochang heard this, he smiled, and pointed his finger at Song Zheng: "Slippery head! I used to think that you were a real person, so persuade me to persuade me directly, I am not a strong (jiang) bone, and I have to follow others to fight hard, I just think, t can't swallow this breath! Listen to people's persuasion, eat well, listen to you!"

Guo Baochang got up as he spoke, picked up a script from the desk, and smashed it directly into Song Zheng's arms: "Pick it up and watch it well, make it into a TV series, but it doesn't have this flavor!"

Song Zheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, this is the original manuscript of the thirty-two episodes behind "Mansion Gate", good guy, this is a baby.

"Uncle, this is not good, this is your hard work for many years!"

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Guo Baochang said in a loud voice: "The hard work of bullshit will soon become dirty blood, dirty!"

Seeing that Song Zheng was about to say more, Guo Baochang waved his hand and said: "You said it, let's talk about your play first, the producer or something will be exempted, if you really hand it over to me, the brothers of the Wang family will not worry, give me the name of a consultant, and I will help you keep an eye on it." ”

Song Zheng was overjoyed, but just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by Guo Baochang: "Don't be busy being happy first, I have conditions!"

Song Zheng hurriedly said: "Uncle!

Guo Baochang took another copy of the script, threw it to Song Zheng, and sat back on the rattan chair: "This is what I changed recently, but if I send it up, it is estimated that I will still be killed, this is terrible, I can't stand it, you take it back and help me change it!"

When Song Zheng heard this, he almost jumped up in fright, who in the circle didn't know that the story of "Mansion Gate" was Guo Baochang's life, who had heard of his own life and let others change it casually.

"Uncle, this story is your ~~~~~~."

Guo Baochang waved his hand tiredly: "It's a long time ago, even if it's a life, it's a rotten life!" I'll cover my own story, fortunately, the front ones have been explained, those old ladies and young masters in the house, they should be satisfied, they should be satisfied!"

Song Zheng held the script, and suddenly felt that what he was holding in his hand was a hot potato, and he felt bitter in his heart: "Uncle, you are embarrassed for me!"

When Guo Baochang heard this, his big eyes widened: "What is the! What is difficult for you, you have to let me give you a hand for nothing, this is embarrassing! Tell you, boy, change well, I can make something flattering!"

Good fellow, if you put it aside, you will have to be a now, anti-revolutionary, and the cowshed is not qualified to live, and you will kick the pig's nest.

Wait! That's not right!

"Uncle, you're scolding me!"

Guo Baochang glanced at Song Zheng and said: "Otherwise, what do you want me to say, give you a chance to flatter, and catch it, others can't find a way to offer it, besides, what's the matter with flattery, don't you also say, people have to bend their necks once in this life? My old man has already bent over, and the bent head of the year has grabbed the ground, and now it's your turn, I'll see how deep you can bend!"

Gotcha!

Scold people, scold people, after all, the veteran who was invited to come out of the horse, Song Zheng felt a lot more at ease.

An old man and a young man were chatting, the door of the study opened, Liu Gege poked his head in, good guy, I almost didn't blind my eyes, when Song Zheng and Guo Baochang were chatting just now, the cigarettes were one after another, and the study was on fire.

"Hurry up and open the window for ventilation, I said what are you two talking about, so energetic, throw the second old lady outside to watch TV alone, I'll cook noodles, you two drink some first!"

Guo Baochang got up: "Let's go, accompany me to have a few more drinks today, even if you thank me!"

Song Zheng naturally couldn't refuse, and went out with him, on the dining table, several sauces had been arranged, and Siqin Gaowa was pouring herself a drink.

Guo Baochang smiled when he saw it: "Second old lady, let's drink it, and don't say wait for our grandfather!"

Siqin Gaowa rolled her eyes: "Wait for you! Why don't you talk about it and take me with you!"

When Guo Baochang heard this, he hurriedly pulled Song Zheng to the table, Yueshengzhai's sauce, the authentic two-pot head, the dishes are simple, the wine is cheap, but eating and drinking is particularly pleasant, drinking is actually drinking people, the people who drink are right, any wine is good wine, if the person is not right, the elixir and jade liquid will also be that egg flavor.

After a while, the fried noodles were ready, Guo Baochang saw it, and smiled: "I have this bite in my life, every time I eat noodles, I feel that I have a birthday!"

Song Zheng mixed it smoothly and brought it to Guo Baochang and Siqin Gaowa respectively, four people, a large pot of noodles, and went down after a while.

Guo Baochang was full of wine and food, burped, and said to Song Zheng: "That's right! There is one more thing, I have to tell you, the four characters in your play, Ouyang Shanchuan, Four Winds, Long Wenwen and He Moxiu, the actors have to choose the right ones, otherwise, no matter how good the scene is, it will be ruined!"

Song Zheng listened to it, and he also pondered in his heart, this actor is not scored yet, who should be chosen to play, it is really difficult.

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