Listening to Li Gang's words, Feng Tangtang touched his chest, and his heart was pounding.

Not fear and nervousness, but excitement and joy!

After being reborn, I want to enter the crew of "The Legend of the Lady" to play even a small role, not because this drama will be popular, but because it is really a good show.

After being reborn, I want to be together, not because he is a future actor, but because when he was not an actor, she loved him very, very, very much.

After being reborn, he socialized with the people around him, Sun Ping, Wu Sen, Yun Mo, Xinan, Zhao Qing, Fan Qiaotong...... Gradually, they no longer rely on them, and the past impressions of their past lives in their minds will not be utilitarian to consider their future achievements.

Every person, every event, is new and fresh, including herself.

She has become a person who can face a new life with strength and calmness.

A new drama that I didn't remember in my previous life, so what? Is it because, I don't know if it's going to be red, so I don't take it?

It's because I don't know that I have that beating heart that can be excited, and I shout "I want to challenge" in my chest.

"Then leave it to me, Master." Feng Tangtang solemnly agreed to Li Gang, "I didn't follow the early planning of this project very closely, and I will sort out all the information from today onwards." ”

Li Gang looked at his little apprentice, his black grape-like eyes were shining, and his seemingly immature little round face was filled with the excitement of creation, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "The early casting is controlled by Sun Ping, unless the script is greatly changed, I don't recommend you to change the generals temporarily." put you in this position in order to let Xiao Sun invest in the fantasy drama in the second half of the year in advance. ”

Li Gang knows that in order for the studio to develop, the cultivation of reserve forces is a must, even if there is a risk, he must pay tuition for newcomers.

"For this drama, Sun Ping will be the producer. The main camera on the scene, or give you the rice, and he will help you in terms of camera scheduling. Li Gang seemed to be infected by Feng Tangtang's enthusiasm, and his decision was quick and clear, "On the side of the script, it is the apprentice called out by Da Li himself, called Bai Zhengqing, the young man has a lot of ideas, you hurry up and get the script out this month." ”

"I see, Master!" Although it is a newcomer and a new play, the studio is a meticulous "old with new" model, and Feng Tangtang has nothing to worry about.

"If you are not sure, ask Sun Ping for advice." Li Gang continued to authorize layer by layer, and the details were discussed more reassuringly, "On the side of Fuhua Road, it has always been not grouped, and you can pick it yourself with the people on the scene." ”

Sun Ping, who has always been at this kind of meeting, did not speak much, but also opened her mouth: "In the family's play, Tang Tang's performance is very good, I believe she can be on her own." ”

"Sister Sun......" Feng Tangtang was a little afraid that she would look down on herself.

"Don't panic, do a good job, in case of a leak, I can catch you." Sun Ping also put her words on the table domineeringly, and Li Gang glanced at her approvingly.

Feng Tangtang immediately answered: "I understand, Sister Sun." ”

"That's it, adjournment!"

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Feng Tangtang's first call was to Jiang Sa, telling her that there was no need to screen the script in the first half of next year. In the second half of the year, Zuo Yan's film publicity efforts are not yet known, and her acting succession can be arranged directly from the past year.

Jiang Sa responded to her and asked her to give her the timetable for this project as soon as possible, so that she could arrange the schedule for her.

"Also, Director Zuo just gave an email, and the rental time of two studios has changed, and it is estimated that the film will be started in advance." Jiang Sa wrote and painted on the calendar, "The director's preparations on your side, this week must come to an end, pack your luggage and go to Xiamen next week, it is estimated that it will be filmed until December." ”

"Well, I'll sort out the schedule of this project in hand for you as soon as possible." Feng Tangtang understood that every second must be counted now, so he hung up the phone neatly, "First of all, let's go through this month's itinerary over the weekend." ”

After the work is arranged, she naturally has someone to share such good news.

She wanted to call Zuo Yan, but she was afraid of disturbing him during working hours, so she had to send him a text message: "Master gave me a play, and I want to be the main director!" (*^__^*) ”

Unexpectedly, Zuo Yan replied to her in seconds: "Make you a supper to celebrate at night, don't stay up all night in the company." ”

Put the phone away, Feng Tangtang has a little bit of a sense of realism to be a director, and the corners of his mouth can't help but smile.

Sitting at the workstation, the mailbox is already stuffed with project materials.

The top priority is to finish the "script" of a drama before going out to film, and everything behind it can be operated remotely.

The project has advanced to this stage, so the revision of the script is in two directions, one is to adjust the rhythm with the ten-point file, improve the compactness, and fine-tune the relationship between the characters for the target audience. The second is to adjust the details of the characters' lines according to the actors who have been selected.

This book, called "Rest Room", is about the workplace struggle of several little girls in an advertising company.

Feng Tangtang spent the whole noon and afternoon reading the book, made an appointment with the chief writer, and had dinner near the company together.

Bai Zhengqing, around twenty-five years old, inherited the dressing style of his master, Mr. Da Li, with black-framed glasses, plaid shirts, and slacks. But because he is almost half thinner than Da Li, the same dress is completely different styles.

If it weren't for his decadent temperament of "feeling hollowed out" and his bloodshot eyes on his miserable white face, this young screenwriter would have been quite handsome.

"You are, Teacher Li's favorite actress?" He sat opposite Feng Tangtang, pushed down the waiter's menu, and ordered directly, "Mao Xuewang, boiled fish, two bowls of rice." ”

The waiter looked at Feng Tangtang again, and she had to order a green vegetable: "Garlic and oil and wheat vegetables, just give that gentleman a bowl of rice, I don't need it." ”

"You want to stay in shape?" Bai Zhengqing poured tea for Feng Tangtang, "I'm sorry, I have a heavy taste." ”

"It's okay, I originally invited you." Feng Tangtang thought about the evening, and the supper that Zuo Yan promised didn't plan to eat much, "I'm an actor and a director." ”

Feng Tangtang said this with a smile, but Bai Zhengqing didn't look up at her, lowered his head and said "um", took care of himself and drank three cups of tea, and went straight to the point: "What do you think about the book?" I've done it with Mr. Sun before. ”

For writers, the most annoying thing is nothing more than "changing back and forth". Even if it is an old fritter like Da Li, when he hears the director team say "change", he is frowning, and Feng Tangtang also understands.

"Teacher Sun Ping is right with you in the first five episodes." Feng Tangtang said, "I watched the first fifteen episodes of the book in detail today, and I also watched the last fifteen episodes roughly." ”

"So what?" Bai Zhengqing finally raised his head and raised his eyebrows to look at him.

Sharp, anxious, aggressive.

Like his script.

"I guess you're deeply influenced by Teacher Li's "The Legend of the Lady", right?" Feng Tangtang was not angry, and raised the teacup to drink slowly, "So from episodes fifteen to twenty-three, the key parts of the entire plot are full of intrigue and tearing." ”

Bai Zhengqing poured himself tea again, finally sat up straight, and motioned for Feng Tangtang to continue.

"From twenty-four episodes to thirty episodes, according to the law of the main theme of the eight-o'clock file...... The style has changed sharply to positive energy, and the style of painting has changed abruptly. Feng Tangtang took the teapot and added tea to himself, "Especially the last two episodes, it is obviously the handwriting of Mr. Li." ”

A trace of frustration flashed in the other party's eyes: "The teacher said to help me change it, but in fact, it was almost rewritten, and the original ending was not like this." You've noticed that the style has changed a lot, hasn't it? ”

Mao Xuewang and Youmai Cai were all on the table.

Feng Tangtang moved the green vegetables to his eyes, and said with a smile: "Talk while eating." ”

She can also see that the pressure on the young screenwriter is very high, and he is almost eating Mao Xuewang. Feng Tangtang asked the waiter for him to urge the rice.

"I mean, the middle and the end can be neutralized and lower. Tearing revenge and slapping the face, office politics thick black ...... This kind of drama is venting the dark side of human nature. Jealousy, anger, revenge, these emotions can easily ignite the audience. ”

"But by the same token, it is difficult to gather strength to pour out such emotions, whether it is the listener or the narrator himself." Feng Tangtang also sandwiched a piece of green vegetables to Bai Zhengqing, "Teacher Li must have told you that the so-called 'forced positive energy' is not forced by rules and regulations. ”

Originally, Bai Zhengqing's cognition of Feng Tangtang generally stayed at the level of "related households".

A little girl who has just graduated, three plays, from assistant director, to assistant director, to director in charge...... There was no gossip in the studio: because she was Li Gang's apprentice.

But from another point of view, she can become Li Gang's apprentice, which in itself is a mark of ability.

Boiled fish was also served.

"Although the oil is a little bigger, the fish doesn't make much fat." Bai Zhengqing pushed the fish in her direction, "You said it yourself, you want to neutralize it." ”

Feng Tangtang accepted his affection and stretched out a chopstick into the red oil basin.

Bai Zhengqing said again: "Your line of thought, Mr. Li told me, but you know that those of us who shake the pen stick and don't agree with it in our hearts always don't change much." The ending that the teacher changed for me is also ...... It seems to me to be too abrupt. ”

"Is it about the outcome of friendship over profit?" Feng Tangtang took another cup and filled it with new tea, and soaked the oil on the fish in it, "The reason why you think the logic is not smooth is because there are too few parts of friendship in the middle, and there are too many endings." Positive emotions are added in the middle section, and competing emotions are reduced in the latter sections, and the ending is much smoother. ”

"What do you mean, can you change the ending?"

"The fairy tale ending of 'everyone is happy together again' is not suitable for us young people, we are ten o'clock, but we are a little dark." Feng Tangtang winked at the other party, "This change, I'll go to Teacher Da Li to advance, you don't have to worry too much." ”

The young girl in front of her, blinking her eyes smartly, talking with a smile, and eating slowly showed a cunning and cute energy, Bai Zhengqing kind of understood why his Da Li teacher had fallen.

Bai Zhengqing raised the teacup: "Director Feng, I replace wine with tea, and we have a happy cooperation." ”

"Happy cooperation, just call me Tangtang." She clinked glasses with him.

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When she returned to the company, she remembered the agreement with Zuo Yan, and she decided to take the rest of the information home to read.

Jiang Sa had already sent her the itinerary, and she glanced at it, and the working hours were more than twelve hours a day.

After printing out the thick materials and putting them in his backpack, Feng Tangtang walked out of the company.

The winter in the north was cold, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace when she touched the thick pile of homework in her backpack.

When I walked downstairs to my house, I looked up at the kitchen window, and sure enough, the light was on.

Zuo Yan came back before her.

It's not over yet. But when I saw that lamp, it was as if the exhaustion of my body could gradually dissipate.

Briskly got on the elevator, pushed the door open, there was a faint aroma in the room, and Zuo Yan lit a few candles on the dining table in the living room.

"I'm back."

"Welcome back."