"That's... Xiao Yi. ”

Ma Li looked a little strange, opened and closed her mouth several times, and finally couldn't help but speak. "Is this lady really reliable?"

"Don't worry, there's absolutely no problem handing it over to her."

"Let's hurry up and sort out the script!"

Qin Yi waved his hand indifferently, and then lowered his eyebrows again.

Three days....

Isn't this forcing yourself to be a work-achiev?

I'm so tired!

What to do?

Forget it, now is not the time for emo.

Roll up your sleeves and work hard!

Qin Yi adjusted his state, pulled up Uncle Shen and Ma Li from the left and right sides and sat down together.

"Let's get started!"

The three of them faced each other, kept writing and drawing on the paper, and began to write the script.

The script has been constantly adjusted by Uncle Shen on the stage, and it is already very perfect.

It's just that there is still a difference between a movie script and a stage play.

When arguing with each other, Qin Yi suddenly discovered Ma Li's highlight moment.

Ma Li turned out to be a graduate of the directing department of Beijing Film.

Beiying is currently one of the top professional colleges in China.

Uncle Shen and Qin Yi glanced at each other and decided to follow the professional advice.

After all.

Professional people do professional things is the best choice.

If you don't lead a team, you can only work to the death!

Qin Yi completely understands it.

Except for the time when the three of them went home to sleep, they spent almost all the rest of the time in the office.

Finally.

On the morning of the third day, the freshly baked script was neatly stacked on the table.

The three of them wilted like frosted eggplants.

The abrupt voice of the phone woke up the three people who were in a daze.

Everyone looked left and right, but they didn't notice any sound coming from anywhere.

The increasingly rapid ringing finally made Ma Li wake up in confusion.

Isn't this your own ringtone?

After rummaging through the room, I found the phone in the gap of the sofa.

The remarks on the mobile phone are impressively written: Fat Bao.

His old classmate Peng Dabao?

The two were one of their best friends when they were students.

Later, he went to the capital to develop, and he went south to Shangyuan.

After that, there was less contact.

Friends who haven't been in touch for a long time are either borrowing money or traveling.

Ma Li struggled with whether to answer the phone.

"It's noisy, pick it up!"

Uncle Shen rubbed his chicken nest head irritably.

"Hey~~~"

"Lili, I'm Peng Dabao."

"I know it's you, what's the matter?"

"You're still on the road, I'll go and play with you."

Peng Dabao's voice sounded amiable.

But Ma Li heard the determination to rub it in such a tone.

Look.

I knew that I couldn't escape the sledgehammer pendulum of fate.

Ma Li thought about college for a while, and Peng Dabao sponsored her three ham sausages.

Forget it, even if it is a return for the kindness of the year.

"Okay, come on."

Ma Li's voice was full of helplessness and sadness.

I wanted to change to a better house with the money I had saved.

This time I begged again.

"I've arrived, I heard them say you're at the Happy Mark Theater, I'm at the gate right now."

Peng Dabao on the other end of the phone had a loud voice.

You're an old 6!

Give me this trick.

Ma Li gritted her teeth, but she still miscalculated.

"I'll go out for a while."

Not for a while.

Ma Li walked in with a festive-looking boy.

How to say it.

He had a baby face, wore coffee-colored clothes, and looked very festive with his flesh.

"This is my classmate, Peng Dabao."

Ma Li looked into the eyes that came over and introduced.

"Shen Teng, Qin Yi."

Ma Li briefly introduced the two people in the room.

"Oh, yes, you're Qin Yi, I'm too handsome!"

When Peng Dabao saw Qin Yi, his eyes lit up and he flew forward.

He grabbed Qin Yi by the waist and shook it from side to side.

The hug came too suddenly.

Frightened the three people in the house.

Qin Yi only felt invaded by a mysterious force, and then surrounded by warmth.

It wasn't until he was kept shaking that he came back to his senses.

He struggled to break free of his restraints and leaped three feet high along the wall.

"What are you doing?"

"Let it go!"

Qin Yi and Ma Li spoke at the same time.

Peng Dabao looked at the frightened people, touched his head and smiled.

"I'm so excited, I'm sorry!"

Ma Li angrily grabbed his arm and began to push it out.

"You go out and wait for me first..."

"Don't, I like Qin Yi, let's talk for a while."

Peng Dabao paused vigorously, and wanted to move towards Qin Yi's side.

"You let him sit down..."

Uncle Shen looked at the out-of-control scene and coughed lightly.

That's it.

Peng Dabao, who had no skin and no face, sat on the sofa swaggering as if he had come to his own home.

Qin Yi and the others had already written the script and began to discuss the director's affairs.

The film hits are given high hopes.

It's a pity.

It is definitely unrealistic to find a big director to direct.

The little director doesn't know the depth of the level.

"Ma Li, can you inquire if there is a reliable director?"

Uncle Shen looked up at Ma Li with a look of hope.

"Yes, yes, you are majoring in this profession, and you must be in this industry."

Qin Yi reacted suddenly.

Three days of high-intensity work in a row is too tiring for three people.

I'm still a little dizzy.

While the three of them were talking, Peng Dabao picked up the script at hand and flipped through a few pages.

In his opinion, not everyone can write such a professional thing as a script.

He's just bored and casually looking.

But when I saw the third page.

Peng Dabao put away his contemptuous mentality.

He straightened his body, picked up the script in his hand, and began to read it seriously.

More and more frightened, more and more interested.

"Good script!"

Peng Dabao couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and his hands holding the script trembled with excitement.

The three people chatting didn't pay attention to him either.

"I'll make a phone call and ask my former classmates."

Ma Li went through her former classmates in her mind and began to look through the phone on her phone.

"Do you have Yan Bing's phone?"

Ma Li, who had been looking around, patted Peng Dabao and asked in a low voice.

"What are you looking for him?"

Peng Dabao looked inexplicable.

"Make a movie~~ This script is very good."

Ma Li said it right.

"You... That's what you're talking about? ”

Peng Dabao suddenly realized something and pointed to the script in his hand.

On the cover is written: "Charlotte's Troubles".

"That's right!"

"I'll shoot!" Peng Dabao patted his chest with an expression of imperativeness.

What?

Do you shoot?

Qin Yi and Uncle Shen both looked at him as students, and their eyes showed a deep disbelief.

"Do you really want to shoot? We don't have a lot of budget. ”

Qin Yi thought for a moment, and his opening hit his confidence.

"I don't care about that, it's a good script."

Peng Dabao didn't care much, holding the script tightly with both hands, not wanting to let go.

"He... Ever made a movie? ”

Qin Yi turned his head to look at Ma Li, a little unconvinced.

This movie can only succeed, not fail.

The director is a crucial part.

"He... The level is not bad! ”

Ma Li thought for a moment and carefully used a good word.