On the first and second days of the new year, Zhao Zejun asked Su Yun to borrow Xiao Fukang, and drove his parents to play in Jianwu City for two days. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, when you go to several big cities in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, there are fewer people, and it is simply a ghost town. In the next few years, Zhao Zejun found a law to judge whether a city is a real big city, that is, to see the flow of people during the New Year, if a place is usually less crowded, the New Year suddenly becomes very lively, needless to say, it must be a small town. On the contrary, those who can directly shoot ghost movies during the Chinese New Year are generally large cities.

Jianwu City is not ranked in the top three and top ten in the country, and there are still more than a dozen, which is not as prosperous as Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, but there is enough space for Zhao Zejun to develop.

I went to the pedestrian street to have a few meals, the whole family watched a movie, and on the afternoon of the second day of the new year, Uncle Zhao Bo was on duty, and Zhao Zejun's family drove to Binhu Park to play around.

During the Chinese New Year, the entertainment facilities in the park have basically come to a standstill, and a Ferris wheel, which claims to be the highest in the province, stands in the middle of the park, which is particularly conspicuous.

From the current point of view, the development of this park is still good, pirate ships, go-karts, crazy mice, small roller coasters, and several large water surfing projects, and a small pier has been developed by the lake not far away, you can take a speedboat, or raft on the lake...... These projects, which seemed a bit old-fashioned in 16 years, are still very attractive to tourists at this moment.

However, it is not open, and in the back mountain scenic area, there is a small horse farm that is still operating. It is said to be a horse farm, but in fact, it is to enclose one or two acres of land with a fence, and a few horses are listlessly tied to the fence for people to take pictures and ride. Zhao Bo knew the old man watching the horse, pretending to be a public servant, and let Zhao Zejun ride for a few laps, and Zhou Ya took a picture with a camera on the side.

In modern society, people rarely have the opportunity to contact horses, although stepping off the mount is not a world-famous horse, a Mongolian horse that looks ordinary, but it really runs, Zhao Zejun who sits on it still feels very exciting, the wind in his ears, the body is bumpy, the legs are clamped hard, and the horse is running faster and faster.

Played for two days, on the third day of the Lunar New Year, I went back to Zeyue, there was someone on duty in the office, Zhao Zejun logged in to the administrator background of the website, and searched for the author's name 'Zhao Lian'.

Zhao Lian was embarrassed to say which books he had written, and Zhao Zejun wanted to check it very easily, and the search result was a fantasy novel with less than 150,000 words.

I clicked on it and read a few chapters, and it felt mediocre and not rotten, but it definitely had nothing to do with 'good'.

From the admin background, you can clearly see the arrangement of each book, and next week this book will have a category to push, and the best recommendation in the secondary page.

Zhao Zejun thought about it, used the highest authority, canceled this recommendation, and then casually changed to another signed fantasy.

From Zhao Zejun's eyes, it can be seen at a glance that even if Zhao Lian's book can make money, it is very limited, and it is comforting to put on the shelves in the end.

The key is that Zhao Lian's age is still too young, a 15-year-old young man, his mind is not fully developed, at this time he needs more to learn cultural knowledge, experience life, and then contact with society, and grow into a mature 'person'. Novels can be written at any time, but the most precious period of human growth is only once, and even if he can earn 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month during this period, it will be harmful to his entire life.

As for Yu Zhe at the beginning, there was no way to do it, there was a big difference between a senior high school student and a junior high school student. Besides, everyone has selfishness, Zhao Lian is his cousin after all, and there is such a son in the eldest uncle's family, if it is abandoned because of writing novels, in the end, the eldest uncle will know that this website is run by himself, not only will he not be able to get along with his uncle's family, but he will also be difficult to be a person for his parents.

Press Zhao Lian first, wait a few years, if he is still interested in doing it, and then vigorously support him.

On the morning of the fourth day of junior high school, his parents and uncle's family chatted at home, and Zhao Zejun was idle, so he called Zhou Yuanyuan and went to art school.

During the Chinese New Year, there are still a lot of people in the art school, handsome guys and beauties dressed in beautiful clothes go in and out of the school gate, and a big car is parked along the road outside the door, and young female students can be seen getting on and off from time to time.

After waiting at the gate, a fiery red shadow appeared outside the school gate, beckoning to Zhao Zejun.

Zhao Zejun's eyes lit up slightly.

Zhou Yuanyuan wore a very foreign windbreaker, bright red all over, which looked very dazzling in the quiet winter.

"Isn't it too glamorous?" Zhou Yuanyuan looked down at the red clothes on her body.

"It's pretty good. Zhao Zejun smiled.

Bright red is a very evil color, and when a woman wears red, she will either look very rustic, or she will not be able to suppress this gorgeous color, but will be dominated by the color of her clothes. Therefore, the popularity and purple are generally combined with heavy makeup, but in that case, the person's own appearance and temperament are also covered.

Before the age of thirty, women rarely have a red body, and they don't have enough experience and background, so they can't hold it down. On the contrary, if your own temperament can suppress the bright red, you are definitely a bright ** person.

Normally, a girl of Zhou Yuanyuan's age must not be able to suppress the red body, but Zhao Zejun took a few looks, but he didn't feel too abrupt.

"Do you know this kind of thing?" Zhou Yuanyuan said unexpectedly.

"I have a friend who does wedding beauty, and I also heard about it. Zhao Zejun said casually, and then asked: "Is there a script, I'll take a look." Let's start with it, I'm not a professional songwriter, so I may not be able to help you. ”

"Knowing that you are busy, I can come here in person, and I am very sincere. ”

Zhou Yuanyuan handed the prepared script to Zhao Zejun, the script was not long, and it was read quickly.

The story is a bit old-fashioned in Zhao Zejun's opinion: a little girl from a poor family, in order to pursue her ideals, came to the big city to work hard, and after a series of setbacks, she did not change her original intention, and finally won her career and love through her kindness and hard work.

It seems that all the inspirational stories of young girls are this outline.

Closing the script, Zhao Zejun pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you the starring or the director?"

"The director, screenwriter, starring, and theme song, I did it all by myself......"

"I thought your art school was just learning to sing and dance, and also to learn directing?" Zhao Zejun said unexpectedly.

Zhou Yuanyuan smiled embarrassedly: "Our graduation works are all raised by ourselves, I scraped together, and all the money I saved for more than a year was invested in this film, and the funds were too tight to have to do it all by myself." So I want to ask you, a talented man, to help me write a theme song that can catch people's hearts. This is my debut novel, and if it is attractive, it will be of great help to find a job in the future, contact investment, etc. ”

"How much does it cost to invest in such a short film?" Zhao Zejun asked casually.

Zhou Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, more than 30,000 points." ”

"Oh. Zhao Zejun nodded, returned the script to Zhou Yuanyuan, and looked out the window in deep thought.

Zhou Yuanyuan thought he was thinking about the song, and said: "Don't worry, there are still two or three months to hand in the work, you take the script back and think slowly." ”

"Today, you take me to the studio. Zhao Zejun turned around and said.

Zhou Yuanyuan was stunned: "You came up with it so quickly?"

"Pretty much. Zhao Zejun smiled.