"Chu Linbo? That guy is still listening to you, thinking about writing a script. ”

Hearing Zuo Jian's words, Zhang Ke pursed his lips. As a director, no one knows better than Zhang Ke what kind of hard work it is to write a script.

The plot is not good, it needs to be revised!

The character description is not tense enough, the character performance is insufficient, and it needs to be revised!

The plot is too slow, unattractive, and needs to be changed!

All in all, writing scripts for film creation is a laborious job that requires constant rework, at least Zhang Ke thought in his heart many years ago, if he had a son in the future, he would definitely not let him engage in the work of writing scripts for films.

"Well, that's good."

Hearing Zhang Ke's words, Zuo Jian nodded with satisfaction, Chu Linbo, this little fart kid is good, after knowing that this guy is the son of the richest man in Huaxia, Zhang Ke and others' attitude towards Chu Linbo, although on the surface, it seems that there is not much change, but if you observe it a little more carefully, you will find that their attitude is actually inadvertently, and you can see that they can't help but change.

No way, the son of the richest man in China. Although he doesn't have any skills, he can't stand up to the fact that he has a billionaire father.

This is also human nature.

After Zuo Jian noticed this change, he decisively asked Chu Linbo to write a script, called it by his name, and asked him to tailor a role for himself.

But in fact, after knowing Chu Linbo's identity, Zhang Ke and others resolutely disagreed no matter what they said, and asked Chu Linbo to continue to move bricks and mud on the construction site.

Are you kidding! Let the son of the richest man in China go to the construction site and be a small worker who moves bricks and pushes mud? This kind of thing, I'm afraid only Zuo Jian can do it!

Under the resolute opposition of Zhang Ke and others, Zuo Jian had no choice but to retreat to find something that could hone Chu Linbo's patience and make him feel interested. After thinking about it, a good idea popped up in Zuo Jian's heart.

In Zuo Jian's view, the reason why Chu Linbo has low emotional intelligence has a lot to do with his living environment. From childhood to adulthood, Chu Linbo has always lived a life of clothes and food to open his mouth, and his status at home is just as wrong as a loser, it should be said that he is an out-and-out loser.

It is too normal for such people to have degenerative brains. Of course, this brain degradation was Zuo Jian's own fantasy, but he felt that using this word to describe Chu Linbo's state was extremely appropriate and practical.

If it was Zuo Jian's intention to exercise Chu Linbo's perseverance when he worked on the construction site before, then now letting him write the script is exercising his brain.

But in fact, this is all a crooked theory made up by Zuo Jian in order to persuade Zhang Ke and others. But Zuo Jian has always been like this, whether it is righteous or crooked, all in all, it is reasonable.

……

With the end of the TV series that year, most of the crew's staff were temporarily on vacation and left here, and the people who currently live here are almost Chu Linbo, Zhang Ke and Zuo Jian.

Originally, Zuo Jian didn't live here, but with the arrival of Qu Rou, he unceremoniously occupied the place where he lived before, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest, and in desperation, Zuo Jian had to take the initiative to give way and move here to be with Zhang Ke.

"Master, you're here!"

Chu Linbo, who was sitting at the table with a pencil in his hand, did not hear Zuo Jian's footsteps, but smelled a choking smell of smoke.

Chu Linbo is used to smelling this smell, and it is the "Dashan" brand cigarettes that Zuo Jian likes to smoke, which has this pungent smell. In his opinion, Zuo Jian is not a person who is short of money, but he only likes to smoke cigarettes for only a few yuan.

Turning his head and seeing Zuo Jian, Chu Linbo hurriedly stood up. At this point, Zuo Jian has a sense of accomplishment in his heart, and the son of the richest man in China must be respectful to himself.

This sense of accomplishment was satirized by Zhang Ke's contempt, a perverted pretending to be 13. But in Zuo Jian's view, this is typical of not being able to eat grapes and saying that grapes are sour.

"Well, I'll come and see you."

Zuo Jian carried his hands behind his back, like a master, walked around to Chu Linbo, picked up a manuscript paper full of words, squinted his eyes, and examined it seriously.

Chu Linbo's handwriting is not bad, and at this point, Zuo Jian still agrees with it. Anyway, regardless of the content for the time being, this character is better written, at least when you read it, you can still feel pleasing to the eye.

"Hmm...... Also so-so. Zuo Jian looked at the commentator who shook his head.

When Chu Linbo heard his comment, he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, and when he was about to open his mouth to add a little luster to his face, Zuo Jian's afterglow caught a glimpse of the look on his face, took the first step, his face changed, and he said, "...... What's going on here? ”

Zuo Jian's face changed so quickly that Chu Linbo was caught off guard, and he paused for a moment and said, "Master, what's wrong?" Is it written incorrectly? ”

"Come and see here." Zuo Jian didn't say a word, threw the manuscript paper in his hand on the table, Chu Linbo hurriedly picked it up, Zuo Jian's finger pointed at the manuscript paper and said: "Look here, is this sentence of your character consistent with his identity?" ”

Chu Linbo looked at it, felt a little confused, scratched his head and said, "Master, how does this not fit the identity and character of this character?" ”

"After all, I'm your master? Or are you my master? Zuo Jian snorted and said, "I said it's not right, it's just not right!" You kid, you have to top everything, do you know that you have such a character and practice, and you will be punished if you put it in the army! ”

"Why?" Chu Linbo said stupidly.

"It's simple." Zuo Jian snapped his fingers and said, "What is needed in the army is obedience, not questioning, understand?" ”

"But I'm not a soldier, master." Chu Linbo replied weakly.

"You're not a soldier, but you're my apprentice, so from a certain point of view, you also have the demeanor of a soldier." Zuo Jian said a word, then waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't quibble, I came to you today because I had other things." ”

Chu Linbo was depressed for a while, and said, "Master, please speak." ”

"How long has it been since your father left last time you called home?" Zuo Jian looked at him with a smile.

"About three days, right?" Chu Linbo scratched his head and replied uncertainly.

"Well, then you can call your father." Zuo Jian took a puff of his cigarette and said in a commanding tone.

"Okay." Chu Linbo was a little hesitant, in fact, he was still in awe of Chu Tianxiong, which seemed to be a common problem for every child, and he was in awe of his father, so he would rather call his mother many times.

However, since Zuo Jian made it clear that he wanted to call his father, Chu Linbo had no choice but to do so, and after dialing the phone, Chu Tianxiong quickly connected the phone.

"Limbo."

Seeing that it was Chu Linbo's phone, Chu Linbo was a little surprised. Because Chu Linbo rarely calls him.

"Dad, how are you doing?" Chu Linbo said in a huff.

The father and son chatted for a while, and Chu Tianxiong smiled: "You called me today, is there anything wrong?" ”

"It's nothing." Chu Linbo's voice had not yet fallen, and Zuo Jian on the side seemed to have sprayed a puff of smoke in front of him intentionally or unintentionally, and Chu Linbo, who was choked, coughed again and again.

"Limpo, are you sick?"

Hearing Chu Linbo's coughing sound repeatedly, Chu Tianxiong asked with concern.

"It's not...... It was my master who smoked next to me. Chu Linbo coughed a few times and quickly explained.

"Oh, your master is next to you?"

Hearing Chu Linbo's words, Chu Tianxiong's heart moved, and he said to him: "Lin Bo, you will call your master, and I will have a few words with him." ”

"Master, my father wants to talk to you." Chu Linbo handed the phone to Zuo Jian.

To be honest, it was only now that Zuo Jian's goal was finally achieved, in fact, he originally wanted to use Chu Linbo to talk to Chu Tianxiong.

As for why Zuo Jian didn't call Chu Tianxiong directly, it was because deep in his heart, there was an inferiority complex that he hadn't even discovered himself, which led to his thoughts.

In fact, many people have this kind of thought, even if they don't admit it, but their behavior cannot be concealed.

For example, when you meet a rich person, you often despise it in your mouth, but you are very envious in your heart. And he wants to save face and refuses to say some good things to the other party.

But in fact, I wish I could chat with each other and make some friends.

Zuo Jian is currently in such a mentality, obviously Chu Tianxiong has helped him a lot in the matter of the film and television base in Narin Village, but this guy just refuses to give in.

"Hello Mr. Chu."

After taking the phone, Zuo Jian coughed.

"Haha, Brother Zuo, how are you." Chu Tianxiong's attitude was extremely enthusiastic.

Being called a brother by a character like Chu Tianxiong, Zuo Jian suddenly felt fluttering in his heart, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chu, a few days ago, I would like to thank you for your help in the matter of the film and television base in Narin Village." ”

Chu Tianxiong was slightly stunned, his mind was like electricity, and after a little hesitation, he understood the meaning of Zuo Jian's words, and then he smiled and said: "Brother Zuo, I heard what you mean, Nalin County is looking for you to talk about cooperation again, right?" ”