"Ahem-ahem-"

Bu Wancang looked at the direction of the corridor, and was so angry that Luo Siwei coughed, even though the guy was now gone, the depression in his chest did not dissipate.

"Bu ...... Bu Dao. ”

Yang Qiu, who was standing in place, although he watched a good show, he was really embarrassed, he didn't expect to get into trouble with Luo Siwei, and then he happened to be heard by Bu Wancang, who had returned from recuperation.

Isn't this destroying the relationship between other people's 'father and son'.

"Ahem—"

Bu Wancang lowered his head and coughed again, Yang Meng quickly patted Bu Wancang's back and helped him smooth out.

After a little better, Bu Wancang turned his head and glanced at Yang Qiu, and sighed deeply.

"Yang Qiu. Bu Wancang screamed softly.

Yang Qiu hurriedly stepped forward in two steps and responded, "Bu Dao." ”

"Follow me. ”

Yang Meng helped Bu Wancang, Yang Qiu was nervous, and slowly followed behind, and the three of them walked silently all the way to Bu Wancang's office.

Although Bu Wancang has not been here for more than two months, the office is cleaned every day, and the windows seem to be spotless.

Bu Wancang didn't notice this, and walked straight to the desk and sat down. Yang Meng saw that the two had something to discuss, so he picked up the kettle in the corridor and poured tea for the two.

"Ahem, Yang Qiu, sit. ”

Seeing that Yang Qiu was still standing there with a restrained expression, Bu Wancang quickly raised his right hand and swung it, pointing to the chair in front of the desk and gesturing twice.

"Eh, yes, Bu Dao. ”

"Yang Qiu, this time ...... Alas, thank you for your hard work. ”

"It's not hard, Bu Dao, in fact, we have learned a lot during this time. ”

"I know, though I didn't make it to see one of your movies. Bu Wancang nodded, his face finally looked better, and he continued to praise: "But when I read your script, I found that although some places are too absurd, on the whole, they are still excellent. This book,Normal play can be a big hit.,It's not strange at all.。 ”

Forehead...... Is this a derogation or a compliment?

Yang Qiu didn't answer, just sat on the chair and watched Bu Wancang continue to talk: "Yesterday, I called Zhou Song to me and asked him to tell me what you have done recently. I can really only say that it was you who saved Taishan and saved me, thank you! ”

"Bu Dao, I ......"

Yang Qiugang wanted to give in, but Bu Wancang pressed his hand again, blocking his words in his throat.

"Yang Qiu, I'm not very good at saying thank you and the like, so let's follow the old rules. ”

Bu Wancang said, reached out and took out a bulging envelope from the inner pocket of his clothes, put it on the table and pushed it over: "Take it, this is the reward you deserve." ”

This is?!

The green tendons on Yang Qiu's forehead jumped suddenly, this thing Cheng Gang just gave him a similar one last night, which was full of three thousand Hong Kong dollars.

And looking at the thickness of the envelope in front of me, I am afraid that it is not five thousand.

But......

Although Yang Qiu wanted to take it very much, he still had to excuse himself as usual: "Director Bu, no need, I have already taken the director's fee." ”

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Bu Wancang said: "The director's fee is the director's fee, and the bonus is the bonus, which has nothing to do with each other, this is the rule of the film industry." I think back then, Li Zuyong didn't understand this rule, or I taught him, do you want me to take the lead in breaking this rule now?"

“……”

"You, take it. Bu Wancang made a final decision and said directly: "If you break this rule today, the film directors of Xiangjiang will probably hate you to death in the future." ”

"Then, I'll thank you Bu Dao, thank you. ”

Bu Wancang waved his hand absently, leaned back on the chair to rest for a moment or two, and suddenly asked, "Just four...... Luo Siwei, I was looking for you to ask for a new script?"

“……”

Unexpectedly, Bu Wancang was still thinking about this stubble, Yang Qiuleng paused, and immediately replied: "Yes, but my script hasn't been written yet, so I can't give it to four ...... Brother Siwei. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Qiu paid attention to Bu Wancang's expression, looked at it as normal, and cautiously continued: "Director Bu, don't be too angry with Brother Siwei, he is just on fire and doesn't ...... words."

"Alright, you don't have to explain it to him. Before Bu Wancang could finish speaking, he interrupted him and said with a cold face: "I, who is a godfather, how can I not know the temperament of this godson, it is really - hopeless." ”

“……”

"Okay, don't talk about him, I mentioned him mainly to ask ......" Bu Wancang suddenly sat up straight, leaned on the desk, looked at Yang Qiu with interest and asked, "You just said that your script hasn't been written yet?" ”

"Uh...... Be. Yang Qiu was slightly stunned and nodded helplessly.

After getting the answer, Bu Wancang laughed rarely, and said happily: "Hurry up, take it and take a look, if it is well written, our next film of Mount Tai will be it." ”

“……”

What the heck!

Yang Qiu was taken aback by Bu Wancang's sudden decision, and said cowardly: "Director Bu, this script hasn't been written yet, don't you wait." ”

"You won't write another drama, will you?" Bu Wancang looked at Yang Qiu curiously, shook his head and said, "Then I won't rob you." ”

"Uh...... , not a drama. ”

"It's not a drama what else you hide, to be honest, with your current two-handed skills, you can only make dramas. Let's go and take a look at the script, is there still a shortage of movies that Xiangjiang is filming and revising? In the future, you still have to learn more, and there is still a long way to go as a director. ”

Bu Wancang's words hit Yang Qiu's body completely, but he pressed down his heart that was about to float up.

Come to think of it, the filming of "Secret Love in Peach Blossom Spring" didn't use much film technology at all, nor did it have much lens language, it was completely an extremely stereotypical copy.

After the movie was broadcast, no one called him Yang Qiu the director, but more people called him a screenwriter.

It can be said that the success of "Secret Love in Peach Blossom Spring" is more the success of the story.

He Yang Qiu is still far from a real director!

Thinking about this, Yang Qiu was a little frustrated, and said softly: "Nabu Dao, you wait, I'm ......"

Before he finished speaking, and before he got up, Yang Meng next to him happened to come over with tea, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he said, "Teacher, I'll go and get it for you." ”

"Oh, yes. Yang Qiu paused, nodded and said to Yang Meng: "It's in the drawer of my desk, the top one." ”

"Good. ”

Seeing Yang Meng walk out gracefully, Yang Qiu turned around and said, "Director Bu, this script may be ......."

"This girl doesn't have an ordinary relationship with you, right?" Bu Wancang suddenly asked.

"Huh?"

Bu Wancang smiled, looked at Yang Qiu and said, "When I was outside your door just now, this girl was so worried that she almost rushed in several times. ”

"Hehe, Director Bu, this ......" felt that the words were a little difficult to answer, so Yang Qiu had to respond with a smile.

"Don't laugh, I heard you have a cousin to borrow from here?"

"......" The sweat on Yang Qiu's forehead suddenly appeared, and he stammered: "Director Bu, this matter is a bit complicated, what does he say......"

"What are you nervous about, since you want both, then you want both, man, what is there to marry two wives. ”

it!

This is so 'reasonable' Yang Qiu couldn't refute it, now he wasn't nervous at all, he only remembered the big director in front of him at this time, and he was also the one who took two wives.

"Hey, I'll try. ”

Knock Knock –

There was a knock on the door.

Before the two people in the room could answer, Yang Meng walked in with a manuscript, she didn't notice the strange eyes of the two men, and walked straight to Yang Qiu and asked, "Teacher, is this it?"

"I'll see. ”

Yang Qiu collected his thoughts, stood up with a serious face, took the manuscript and glanced at it, and came down in a cold sweat.

Damn!

He forgot that Luo Siwei had just come to make trouble, and he put the manuscript of 'human nature is evil' in the drawer.

And it's still lost on the top!

"No, not this one. Yang Qiu hurriedly whispered.

Yang Meng was a little puzzled: "No, this is the top." ”。

"Yang Qiu, what's wrong?" Bu Wancang behind him also asked.

"Haha, it's okay, I got the wrong book. Yang Qiu turned around and smirked, quickly turned around and stuffed the book back into Yang Meng's hand, and said, "I remember wrong, it's the book under this one." ”

"Huh?"

"Don't. Yang Qiu grabbed Yang Meng's shoulders and gently pushed to the door: "Good, dear, go and change it for me." ”

As soon as this 'good, dear' came out, Yang Meng's face turned red again, but he didn't care why he got the script wrong, so he lowered his head and ran out.

Yang Qiu wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat down with a smile.

"Why do you feel nervous?!" Bu Wancang said with a frown.

"Ah, no, it's normal, I'm not afraid of ......" Yang Qiu blinked his eyes twice, changed the topic, and said, "I'm not afraid that you may not be satisfied with the new script." ”

"I'm not satisfied, I have to see it. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

This time it was a lot faster, and before Bu Wancang and Yang Qiu could chat a few words, Yang Meng, who was trotting all the way, sent the script over, and seeing that the name was correct, Yang Qiu was relieved and handed the script to Bu Wancang.

And Yang Meng saw that there was nothing wrong with her in the room, so she quietly retreated.

In the office, only Bu Wancang and Yang Qiu remained.

Bu Wancang reads the script;

Yang Qiu looked at Bu Wancang's face and was extremely nervous.

It's just that......

Yang Qiu found that something was wrong, Bu Wancang, who had just leaked a smile not long ago, had a slightly ruddy complexion, but his face was getting worse and worse.

Red is white, white is blue, and green is black......

It didn't take long for him to fight with Bao Gong.

Smack——!

With a muffled sound, Yang Qiu's script was slammed on the table, and a big fan-like hand was tightly covered on it.

Yang Qiu's neck shrank, and he saw Bu Wancang looking at him with a pair of red eyes, looking even redder than when he had just kicked Luo Siwei.

"Bu ...... Bu Dao. ”

"Yang Qiu, what the hell are you writing!" Bu Wancang picked up the script and trembled, so angry that his lips trembled: "Do you want to make a fragment?!Do you know what a movie is?!"