Good guy, come up, everyone doesn't know each other, so just ask yourself for the script to read?

Are people in this world so casual?

The middle-aged man may feel that he is a little abrupt, and explains with a smile: "If you don't want to, forget it, I'll just ask casually, mainly because I'm a little bored on the plane and want to find something to do for myself to pass the time." ”

"Teacher, you're a screenwriter?" Song Yi asked curiously.

"It's not."

The middle-aged man shook his head in denial, but continued: "However, I just know a little bit about film and television scripts, and I may be able to help you put forward some useful opinions." ”

Song Yi hesitated.

For his own script, it is impossible to say that he has no sense of defense.

But after thinking about it carefully, in just over an hour, he didn't think that the other party would be able to memorize all this thick script.

So, plagiarism shouldn't be possible.

Moreover, looking at the other party's temperament and physiognomy, it doesn't look like a person who would do such a thing.

This was Song Yi's intuition.

It is said that women's intuition is accurate, but in fact, men are not bad in some aspects.

Song Yi believes in his vision very much!

In that case, why don't you try to show the other person?

Perhaps, as he said, if you change a person and from a different angle, you can see some problems that you can't see.

It's the same as checking homework, checking our own homework, there are some mistakes that we habitually ignore, but others can see at a glance.

"Then trouble the teacher, take a look?" Song Yi handed over the script in his hand.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled and asked tentatively: "I figured it out, aren't you afraid that I have bad intentions?" We didn't know each other, and if I were you, I wouldn't have taken that risk. ”

"......" Song Yi.

Nima, you were the one who asked me to read the script, and now you persuade yourself not to show it to you?

You're kidding me.

Song Yi smiled calmly: "It's okay, teacher, you are not this kind of person at first glance." ”

"Then I'll just watch it?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man took the script in Song Yi's hand, and then began to look through it.

Song Yi didn't look at it, he was bored, so he simply closed his eyes, lay down, and pretended to sleep.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Song Yi and laughed secretly in his heart.

This young man has a really big heart.

More than an hour later, the plane landed.

Song Yi, who had turned into a real sleep, opened his eyes in the sweet broadcast of the flight attendant.

He habitually reached out and wiped his face.

"Why did you fall asleep?"

Song Yi lowered his head and muttered, suddenly remembered his script, and hurriedly turned his head to look over, just in time to see that the other party also happened to close the script, looked at him, and handed the script back to himself.

"I've got off the plane, I'll give it back to you."

He read this script very carefully, just over an hour, and he didn't finish reading it all, and he was still a little unfinished.

"Young man, your script is quite well written, it is a relatively mature work, and it uses a mixed writing mode, which is not low."

The middle-aged man asked curiously, "Which TV station or studio screenwriter are you?" ”

"Uh.... I'm not a screenwriter. ”

Song Yi replied: "I'm a rookie assistant in an online platform company, just idle and bored, writing and playing by myself." ”

"Not a screenwriter?"

The middle-aged man was a little surprised.

A person who is not a non-professional can write such a professional book?

He obviously didn't believe it, and felt that the other party was deliberately hiding it, and didn't want to tell himself.

If you don't tell, don't tell it, it's just a whim, and it's just a little curious.

"Young man, I'm still interested in your book, if you want to shoot it in the future, you can try to contact me." The middle-aged man handed Song Yi a business card of his own, then got up and left.

Song Yi looked at the business card, there was nothing on it, it was very simple, just a name and a phone number.

"Zhang Jianzhong?"

Song Yi silently read the name, then without thinking too much, put it in his pocket and walked towards the exit of the airport.

.....

The next morning, Song Yi got up on time and drove his own Ferrari to Penguin.

Then under the envious eyes of a crowd, he came to his office, and after a slight correction, he was called to the office by Director Li.

didn't say anything, Song Yi also knew that Director Li wanted to ask himself about the on-site filming of the show.

Before going, he brought his script of "Golden Branches Desire" from his bag, and after reporting his work, he just handed this to him by the way.

knocked on the door, Song Yi came to Director Li's office, Director Li took the initiative to get up, poured him a cup of coffee, put it in front of him, and said with a smile: "Assistant Song, come and have a cup of coffee, sit and talk." ”

Song Yi was not polite, and sat down directly.

"You've been on a business trip for a few days, and you're still used to life over there, right?"

"Habit."

"What about work?"

Song Yi replied: "After I passed, I didn't help much, so I could only watch everyone busy on the side, and I was relatively idle, but Director Wan was very good, and he had many independent opinions on the filming of the show, and he was also very strict and meticulous in terms of quality." ”

In the past few days, Director Wan has been very good to himself, and he has not treated him differently because he is a newcomer.

Therefore, it is appropriate to give him a few good words in the company, and he doesn't need to pay anything anyway.

"It's normal that you can't help."

Director Li smiled after hearing this: "Originally, I asked you to study in the past and see how a variety show is filmed, after all, Director Wan is also one of the more qualified directors in our company." ”

He paused for a moment, and then said, "Okay Assistant Song, that's it, there's nothing else to do to find you, you go out and get busy." ”

"Director Li, I have one more thing I want to trouble you."

Director Li was puzzled: "Oh, what's the matter?" Tell me, if you can help, I will definitely help you. ”

"That's right, I wrote a script for a film and television drama, and I want to show it to you, if you think it's okay, I hope you can help me report it to the company to see if it can be filmed."

As he spoke, Song Yi took out the manuscript he had prepared and put it on the other party's desk.

"'The Golden Branch'?"

Director Li glanced at the cover and asked, "This is the script you said you were writing recently?" ”

"Yes."

"Okay, you can put me here first, and I'll give you an answer after I've read it."

"Okay, Director Li."

Director Li looked at Song Yi who opened the door and went out, glanced at the script on his desk again, and sneered.

Still want to shoot it?

It's just whimsical!

He didn't have time to read a film and television script that he hadn't even written as a screenwriter.

You don't need to watch it, and you know that the content definitely doesn't work!

But in his heart, Song Yi is not an ordinary employee, he is a person with a background, so in order to give the other party an answer, he must still pretend.

Sitting in the office, after thinking about it, he decided to directly throw this hot potato to the people above the company to deal with.

In this way, no matter what the final result is, it is not your own business.

....

Song Ying came out of Director Li's office and was at her workstation, boredly playing the web game "Playing Blue Moon" on the computer--- if you are a brother, you will come to cut me!

At this time, his WeChat message suddenly rang.

He called to see that it was a voice from Tang Wanqing.

[Qingtian: Didn't you say that you were filming a show in Yellowstone Town? What about people, why didn't I see you? 】

Song Yi was stunned for a moment and replied: [You went to Huangshi Town? 】

[Sunny day: That's right.] 】

Song Yi was puzzled: [Where are you going, what are you doing? 】

[Qingtian: It's not my mother yet, she called me and said that you have come to see me, and I want me to visit your class and take pictures. 】

Song Yi: [........]

These two mothers, it's been discussed!

[Qingtian: What kind of ellipsis did you send, you send me a location, I came to you to do the task. 】

Song Yi smiled: [I'm sorry, the show has finished filming yesterday, and I'm already back, and I'm working in the company at this time.] 】

【Sunny: .......】

Tang Wanqing was suddenly depressed, feeling that I ran away for dozens of miles of mountain roads in vain?

[Qingtian: Why didn't you say it earlier? 】

Song Yi listened to the other party's tone and replied innocently: [Before you went, you didn't ask me! 】

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