After the pre-recording ventilation meeting of the program, there are only three days left before the official start of the recording of the first issue of "Talent Co., Ltd."

Miao Miao's daily work report began to be mixed with real-time updated progress information from several parties: the renovation progress of the "office building", the program promotion and warm-up plan, the flight guest invitation plan, and so on.

Yan Qing can see that everyone is working hard to ensure that the first issue of "Talent Co., Ltd." is launched on time, and even he has correspondingly reduced the time he spent polishing his acting skills in the film pulling room.

On Wednesday morning, Yan Qing soaked in the general manager's office, carefully looking at the pile of tree holes that Miao Miao printed out for him.

When Miao Miao sorted out the documents and handed them to Yan Qing, she also explained a few words:

"Brother Qing'er, I originally planned to screen a round for you, but there were only more than 30 submissions assigned to me, so I will print it out for you."

"Director Luo also has a whisper about big data cloud computing for us to screen out thousands of invalid submissions, so... It's not like we don't have no submissions. ”

Miao Miao seemed to be a little worried, and Yan Qing thought a lot.

"It's okay, little meow, maybe one day you'll sift through the manuscript until you want to vomit."

Yan Qing didn't care, and even comforted Miao Miao that there would be more choices in the future.

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Yan Qing spent a morning reading the more than 30 tree hole submissions, the content of the private messages is long and short, and the types also cover love, career, friendship, and regret.

"Will you transform into a variety show in the future?"

Yan Qing felt a little happy in his heart, his identity as a music producer in his previous life, and his acting skills integrated into muscle memory after crossing over, but by chance, he could only be passively pushed to the road of online variety shows.

Miao Miao saw that Yan Qing had finished reading all the submissions, and began to share with him the news updated in the morning in the work group "Project Department of Talent Co., Ltd.", and her voice was still soft and glutinous:

"Brother Qing'er, Shao Qing and their new think tank have already taken the show's camera crew to that person's school to shoot and shoot, this is just the first day of the meeting, let's see if we haven't even skimmed the eight characters."

Miao Miao looked a little anxious, she handed the phone to Yan Qing and shook it.

"And... Brother Qing'er, look... Shao Qing posted their copywriting content in the group, saying that they hoped to link with the opening video on our side, so it was best for our style to be consistent with them. ”

Looking at the smartphone in front of him, which was similar to the fruit X style in his previous life, Yan Qingxin's thought turned out to be - "Why didn't I find a smartphone so beautiful before."

Yan Qing controlled his facial muscles without revealing clues, calmly took the mobile phone in Miao Miao's hand, and said with a smile to Miao Miao:

"Then what kind of style their copywriting is, I'll see."

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"It's a little interesting, Shao Qing is looking for a very high level of copywriting, like Zhang Outi with a sense of luxury."

Yan Qing carefully read the copywriting done by Shao Qing, and commented silently in his heart, he also had a general idea of how to link the opening video on his side.

"You have to make sure that there is no such thing as Zhang Outi in this world."

Yan Qing, who was still vigilant, looked at the computer in front of Miao Miao's desk, and he considered the words:

"I also have an idea here, I have to check the information first to make sure there are no creative conflicts."

Miao Miao didn't think much about it at all, she got up and jumped down from the boss's chair that was a little too wide, and generously gave the computer to Yan Qing.

After carefully checking by entering multiple keywords on major video websites, and confirming that there is no Zhang Outi in this world, Yan Qing got up and returned the computer to Miao Miao.

After reading the copywriting provided by Shao Qing, Yan Qing immediately thought of the famous Jumei Youpin advertising short film in his previous life, and the style was particularly compatible with Weng Huaijing's copywriting, and after carefully confirming it, he let go of his worries and talked to Miao Miao about the copywriting ideas.

Miao Miao operated the computer to record the copywriting told by Yan Qing according to each set of shots, and did not forget to give advice to Yan Qing:

In the first and second sets of shots in the video, she can play an office girl, and the other can invite Zhou Peipei to make a cameo.

You only need to invite another actor who is a little older, and other office colleagues can find members of the program team to make cameos.

The location can be placed on the side of the "office building".

Yan Qing thought about it and nodded his head.

Indeed, Miao Miao and Zhou Peipei are quite suitable for acting, after all, their image and temperament are outstanding.

The relationship between the original version in the previous life may be very old, the picture quality is not high, and the actors are almost all amateurs, if you shoot it yourself, you should be able to shoot better.

Yan Qing and Miao Miao began to exchange shooting ideas:

"I can play the third and fifth sets of shots myself, and the actor invited in the first set of shots can play the father of the male protagonist by changing his clothes and putting on makeup.

For the fourth group, you can directly edit the clips from my previous works.

Xiao Meow, after you finish getting the copy, send it to the group, say hello to Shao Qing, and then ask the photographer and Zhou Peipei to start shooting in the "office building" tomorrow morning. ”

"Yes, Brother Qing'er, you can call Mr. Qian Dejun in your unit, Uncle Qian likes you the most, and Renyi has been on vacation for the past few months, and Uncle Qian doesn't take much outside plays.

He will definitely agree to come and help, forget it, I'll fight, I'll fight, Uncle Qian likes me more. ”

Yan Qing is quite familiar with this name, and there is a number called "Teacher Qian Dejun" in the address book on his mobile phone, and he is thinking about how he will deal with possible situations without a trace.

Miao Miaojiao smiled and pushed away the keyboard, picked up her mobile phone and gave Qian Dejun a call.

Sure enough, Qian Dejun just asked in detail about the plot synopsis and shooting time, and readily agreed, and closed the line directly without saying anything to Yan Qing.

Miao Miao did a good job of copywriting and sent it directly to Shao Qing.

Yan Qing, who had nothing to do, began to look at the manuscript paper in his hand again, thinking about what kind of work he wanted to do in the first issue.

After a while, Shao Qing called back, and Miao Miao drove the amplifier and pulled Yan Qing to talk to Shao Qing.

Shao Qing first praised the copywriter's brain, she quickly confirmed her work arrangement with Zhou Peipei for tomorrow, and then told Miao Miao that she would send a car to dress Peipei up and send it to the "office building" early tomorrow morning to cooperate with Yan Qing's shooting plan.

Yan Qing didn't expect it to go so smoothly and get Shao Qing's full cooperation.

Unexpectedly, Shao Qing on the other end of the phone did not hang up the phone, but continued to say that although he was very embarrassed, he still had to ask Yan Qing for one thing, if it was convenient for him.

Yan Qing knew that Shao Qing must not be anything good, Shao Qing is a powerful person, and if he wants to do a good job in the show, it is better for the relationship between the two sides to remain harmonious, thinking of this, he opened his mouth and said into the phone:

"Sister Shao, if you say anything directly, I'm afraid that my ability is limited, and I won't help but cause you trouble."

Facing the old fox, Yan Qing tried his best to say it well.

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"Brother Qing, that's the case, what we want to talk about here is the manuscript from the tree hole that our family is looking forward to.

We have also signed some songwriters and music producers in Dingxin, and this time the company has also deployed several producers in the imperial capital to provide behind-the-scenes support for Huaijing. ”

Shao Qing paused, seemed to take a sip of water and continued:

"After we finished filming the video here at Huaijing School, everyone was idle, so let's just discuss the manuscript selected by Huaijing here.

You also know, Huai Huai This child has a very strong temper, and her intention is very firm, and she will determine this part in the first issue. ”

Shao Qing deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of the five words "you also know" on the phone.

"Our behind-the-scenes think tank team is very unfamiliar with this subject, and they all feel that it is not easy to do, I listened to the sample of the content that was barely made, hey, that degree of completion, Sister Qing, I won't take it out and be ashamed of you.

All in all, I really didn't have a problem this time, so I took the liberty to ask Brother Qing'er if you have any good tricks. ”

Shao Qing did not forget to mix the test of the relationship between Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing in the long speech on the phone, and Yan Qing actually wanted to say a sentence to the old fox after listening to it:

"I didn't, I don't know if she's tough.

All I know is that she can beat me with a transfiguration staff. ”

But what Shao Qing said may also be the truth, after all, Yan Qing's personal experience of contacting Weng Huaijing three times is here, and he is also a little curious about what kind of subject Weng Huaijing chose.

"Why don't you tell me what kind of story this is?"

Shao Qing expected that Yan Qing would make a move, and it seemed that he had already pinched the manuscript in his hand, and after Yan Qing's words fell to the last word, Shao Qing seamlessly opened his mouth and read out the manuscript:

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"Professor Weng, hello, I am a student majoring in ballet art from the third year of the quasi-high school in Liaodong Province, and my name is Xu Mo'er.

It has been 10 years since I started dancing at the age of seven, and I love ballet very much, it is like a light hanging in front of my life, always illuminating the way ahead for me.

I have been chasing this beam of light since I was a child, and I can't remember the number of tears I have shed, the hardships I have suffered, and the injuries I have suffered.

But every time I fall and cry, as soon as I get up and hold on to the pole again, as soon as I close my eyes, I will see the scene when I first came into contact with ballet when I was a child:

Our group of little girls didn't know how to dance ballet yet, but they could only hum the tune of "Four Little Swan Dances" with a smile on their eyes, hoping that they would be able to dance like a swan in a ballet dress in the future.

Every time I think about it, I feel like all the strength is back in me.

I have never regretted that I chose this path, and I have always loved it.

At the beginning, those friends have gradually grown up, and I don't know how many of them are still continuing their ballet paths.

At this moment, I am in the practice room with my mobile phone to write to you, today is the second time in my life to participate in the Huaguo high school students "Seedlings Cup" Ballet Grand Prix Liaodong Province preliminary, I once again failed to advance.

It felt like the light was hanging in front of me all the time, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't touch it.

However, I still won't give up, and after writing to you I'll get up, wipe away my tears and continue practicing.

Next year is my college entrance examination year, you have always been my idol, and my dream has always been to become a dancer like you.

I'm a little apprehensive, I don't know if you can see my letter, so I should make two wishes to this tree hole:

I hope I can be admitted to the Shendu Dance Academy next year!

I hope I can successfully qualify for the "Seedlings Cup" National Grand Prix! ”

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After listening to it, Yan Qing completely understood why Shao Qing would give up persuading Weng Huaijing to change the manuscript.

Most of the letters of this little girl named Xu Moer aroused the empathy of Weng Huaijing, who was also born in dance since childhood.

Yan Qing closed his eyes and carefully recalled the songs in his past life in his memory.

He was silent for a while before he opened his mouth and asked Shao Qing:

"She... Does she mean to write a song about ballet? Or is it okay as long as it is related to Xu Moer's story? ”